Pairing: Fugo/Mista, Fugo/NTB (Original Stand Character)
Rating: Explicit
Word count: 5,885
Warning: Mista is not doing well mentally and thinks noncon is happening.
Summary: Some time after learning the Sex Pistols aren't his real Stand, Mista's first Stand goes to see Fugo in the middle of the night. He doesn't take it very well.
Notes: (Usually I just use clip art and free assets but I drew the two sets of eyes with tear drops on this cover myself)
This is part of the Lady Luck AU @whenastrofell, @heliantyr, and I share!
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fanfic idea: a group of skilled assassins sent by some rival gang pose as weather worn tourists and come to Passione HQ asking for help, secretly intending to get close to Giorno so they can kill him. It's the middle of the night when they come knocking. They all scheme together, dreaming of money and glory showered upon them by their boss, while their unsuspecting host- figures he's some magnanimous man that's gotten too big for his britches; it'll be nice to knock him down a peg- comes down to the door-- and it's a child in ill-fitting pajamas who answers. Not a child, exactly. He's probably barely an adult and just hasn't lost his baby fat yet. But compared to all these men, weathered down and hardened by lives on the dark side of the world... this "rival boss" standing in front of them looks like a baby cherub. Just a look at the would-be assassins' sad situation, and the little cherub hurriedly invites them inside and orders his equally youthful (and equally sleepy) attendants to fetch fresh clothes and towels and blankets and food. Gosh, the assassins think, did we enter Wonderland or something? That rival gang is run by a team of babies? The assassins try not to lose their nerve-- think of money! Think of glory! Think of our boss!-- but over the course of their stay (during which they are supposed to be figuring out how to murder this little boy- my god, he could be one of their sons, how in the hell did he end up here) they find themselves falling in love with this little kid who likes sweets and needs help with his math homework and is way in over his head, god, what are these kids doing here, and his dopey companions. Maybe they've started to remember who they were before they were hardened killers. Their old dreams. What it was like to be a kid, and still believe in the world.
Will they be able to kill Giogio after all? Or will they give up their money and glory and gangster life for him? Find out never because I will probably not get around to writing this
Request for individual stardust crusaders x f! reader, and what they do together in their free time! crossposted from my ao3. feel free to give fic requests on my blog!
Polnareff
You won’t even need to wait for a lull in the excitement for Polnareff to be all over you in love. It gets to the point that almost everyone else is sick of you two being together (Joseph has had to separate you two like a peeved off teacher more than once). Polnareff loves to gush over you, he never thought he’d get to have a lovely partner like you by his side on this journey! It can be a bit annoying to you when he acts overprotective at first. His actions border on sexist when he claims he’s just getting you out of the action to protect a delicate little lady like you. He means well, and you know he loves you, so just prove you’re tough enough to fight alongside the others and he’ll apologize :) If you ask him, he’ll teach you some naughty phrases in French. If Iggy happens to be in the same room as you and Polnareff, the dog will sit in your lap and fall asleep. If Polnareff tries to scooch over to snuggle you, Iggy will wake up and growl at him until he backs off. The dog DEFINITELY knows he’s being a third wheel but he’s too cute to get mad at.
Avdol
Your lover is as straight laced and borderline uptight as they come with affection. It’s hard to blame him when you’re all on a dangerous journey, there’s no time for frivolities! Similar to Polnareff, he’s a bit of a helicopter partner, but to be fair he’s pretty watchful of everyone in the party. He’s had to babysit Mr. Joestar almost the whole time… When you two finally get a night to yourself in the desert, he’ll beckon for you to follow him from the campsite and take you to a secluded spot underneath a rock outcropping which has already been decorated with cushions and lit candles. He’ll tell you your fortune and read your palm, before placing a delicate kiss to the back of your hand and pulling you in for some snuggles in the cold desert night. He’ll remind you that he loves you more than anything, and once this is all over, you’ll both head back home and enjoy the rest of your lives together in peace.
Kakyoin
You and Kakyoin have spent much time getting to know each other. You two practically come as a set now, always joined at the hip wherever you go. Polnareff might tease you two about it, but Kakyoin just smacks him upside the head to get him to shut up. Kakyoin loves to spend the few moments of free time you can get reading a book beside you, or maybe playing a board game together. He stays up surprisingly late and will request to sleep in the same room as you just for safety. Perhaps it’s his anxieties about you being attacked or captured by DIO’s minions. He won’t let anything happen to you, not on his watch. Still, he knows how capable you are, and if you have a stand of your own he’ll request to spar with you. Some nights he’ll hold you close and talk about how when you two go back home, he’ll introduce you to his parents and you can go to school together. Your happiest years are ahead of you!
Jotaro
You love spending time with Jotaro, but ever since you started travelling he’s been distant, and it’s not just his usual standoffishness. When you’re both safely alone together, no danger to be found in sight, he hardly talks to you and just hangs out with you like it’s out of necessity. A terrible thought crosses your mind: maybe it’s the fact that you’re a girl and he thinks you're a nuisance? Finally when you corner him and demand to know what’s going on, he gruffly admits he never wanted you to join them. You’d only be in danger while accompanying them. He can’t stand to lose you. You tackle him in a hug and assure him that if that’s what he thinks, you’ll work extra hard so nothing can take you away from him! He pulls his cap down and scoffs, but you can see the blush on his cheeks.
Joseph
Joseph, despite being the eldest and the de facto leader of the group, has got to be the most unserious person you’ve ever met. He’s constantly pulling pranks on you and the other crusaders, most of them harmless ways to get you to smile. Perhaps it’s his way of coping with the stress of the journey and the dire situation with Holly Kujo. Overall he wants to make sure you don’t stretch yourself too thin on the voyage. He’ll bring you your favorite snacks after you’re recovering from a particularly nasty stand battle. You see him smile, but there’s a glint of sadness in his eyes… he thought he would lose you. Before he leaves, you grab his good arm and yank him over for a hug. He’ll jokingly complain about how clingy you can be, but he returns the hug and squeezes you even tighter.
these will be full long fics that i plan to release throughout the rest of the year. reader will remain gender neutral and they all end with.. smut. im shameless.
thank you for 1k followers! from the bottom of my heart, i truly am grateful. now as a token of my gratitude, feel free to indulge with your favorite duo <3
Could you write anything about Jodio? 🥹🙏 I’m so thirsty for content of him…
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All Nighter
synopsis: you miss your boyfriend. sometimes playing video games and being on discord calls isn't enough.
tags: college au, fem! reader, everyone is always depicted 18+, sfw, fluff, slight angst (?), established relationship, jodio can be a little mean, he's so cringe, discord mentioned (shivers), yearning, pining, e-couple (lmaoo)
a/n: jodio the type to be like "chill its my morning voice" in the most deepest tone he can go.
"good rounds."
"same time tomorrow?"
"bye."
it's become a bit of a habit that your boyfriend had said the same three phrases to you almost every single night. the minute you slipped your headphones on and pressed the power button of your pc, you knew that you were in for a few hours of farming for kills and for clips. sure it was fun, especially when you had the chance to just mess around and install mods. but it gets to a point where jodio starts treating you like he would with his other friends.
this all started when you agreed to download this new game that he became obsessed with. you were skeptical at first, already enjoying your farm and solo, story driven games. so to dedicate your time on a new game, that you had no idea how to play, seemed draining enough.
"i need a healer on my team. i can always depend on you." jodio explained and you pouted in response, irritated that he couldn't exactly see your face. "just pick whoever and stay by me."
"that's all i'm gonna do? is to just heal you?" you asked, already looking through all the supporting role characters. some were cute but you could tell that he was only just using you.
"i mean," jodio trails off and you could faintly hear the clicking noises of his controller peak through his mic. his shitty mic that he's had since highschool. "that's what you're good at."
you let out a small sigh as you picked the best looking character in the role, anyone of them that simply stood out to you. "alright." you answered curtly. and just like that, another few hours of your night was dedicated to make your boyfriend happy.
your face remained emotionless, even after the handful of times the victory screen had flashed across your monitor. you had music playing really softly in the background, though you already felt like the biggest loser despite everything.
you quit after that match, jodio questioning your disappearance but you always excused it with having classes in the morning or just feeling really tired. and of course, he does nothing to fight back and lets you log off for the night. you hoped he would've convinced you to stay, to almost beg back for you but he always went with the flow and it pissed you off. the first few times you hardly noticed but he made it seem like you were a necessity, a last minute thought.
you didn't cry to bed, you stopped doing that a while ago. the numbness was something you had gotten used to and you found youraelf going to sleep faster just to shut off any other late night thoughts before you start getting more and more depressed.
the next morning, you stared at your phone as you bit the inside of your cheek. no messages from jodio yet. you figured that he probably stayed up late and is just sleeping in, but it was already pushing past noon. you had eaten breakfast, on your lunch now, and you were at your campus library with your laptop propped open but no real work has been done.
the anxiety has been eating you alive, as you reached for your phone. you didn't want to seem like the clingy girlfriend but you missed him, you really do. it just felt like a big slap on the face when you see yourself crawling back like a dumb dog, hurting more when you finally hit send and the message had been delivered.
being in a long distance relationship is definitely not for the weak, this is something a lot of people know. you and jodio have mutually agreed to this ever since you had graduated highschool. you were going to different schools, being physically close with each other would be really hard since it's a long car drive. you have visited him before and he had taken the time to visit you as well, but it just wasn't enough.
it started off being once a month, then once every other month, to now just seeing each other three times a year. you wondered if he ever thinks about you the way you do with him, if he ever misses your warmth or your affection. you tried to distract yourself with your work but your eyes kept glancing back to your phone.
jodio slept in late. he couldn't recall what time he really went to bed, everything from last night was a big blur. he was groggier this time, barely making the effort to stretch his kimbs out and yawn as he slowly got out bed. he left his phone charger, heading to the bathroom while you sat on the other end, running on false hope.
and then the unthinkable happened. he finally texted you back.
sorry. overslept. - 1:22 pm
you sighed out of relief, glad that he was okay but you couldn't ignore the frustration that you felt. just thinking about his face made you mad. but jodio was clueless when it comes with detecting tone through your messages, he takes it almost literally. still, you wanted to give him a piece of your mind and be honest with yourself.
we need to talk. - 1:25 pm
he didn't know what to expect really. you were really going to drive all the way to his place, knowing that he wouldn't put the same effort into coming over to yours instead. it was just one thing after another, how much effort you were willing to put into this relationship and he just lets you. it made you question if he really cared about you. or for this relationship.
you gripped the steering wheel as you sped your way over to him. to his university late at night, full gas tank and all. you came prepared physically but emotionally, you were all over the place. part of you feared that this would be the end of your relationship if he doesnt get his shit together.
you hugged yourself as you stood outside his dorm room, staring down at the floor. you waited a few seconds. and just as you were about to knock for the second time, the door opened and there stood your boyfriend in his pajamas. he barely was able to get a word out and you immediately clinged on to him. your arms wrapped so tightly that you could feel him struggle slightly.
you needed this as much as you didn't want to admit. because you were so mad at him but he was so warm. and he smelled exactly how you remembered last time you saw him. a mix of his own musk and sweat, a little funky but you grew to love it.
"i missed you." your voice sounding a lot more shaky than you anticipated.
"i'm always here." you heard the chuckle in his voice, returning the hug and that only made you hold on to him even tighter. "whats going on..? are you mad at me?"
"i don't know." you sighed, finally pulling away from him. you didnt want to have this conversation in the hallway of his dorm room. and for once he understood you and gestured for you to come in. and that you did.
his room was messy, of course. dirty laundry in a pile and a bunch of trash on his desk. it's so typical but it suits him so well. it felt almost nostalgic despite it only being a year since you've been in here. and you didn't know that he missed it just as much.
"it's nice that you actually checked your phone this time." you crossed your arms. "i don't know what im feeling. im mad but.. i'm also really sad..?"
jodio felt awkward as you tried to explain yourself what was going on. he's never been the best to comfort someone when they were clearly struggling with something. he's normally blunt at times and it can come across as mean. but he meant well, if he wanted to be a dick than he would just lie all the time. at least, that's how he views it.
"oh..." he muttered. "i'm sorry?"
"god.." you pinched the bridge of your nose, taking a deep breath as you reached for his hand and lead the way to his bed where you can both sit. "stop apologizing for that. i just wanted to talk about.. us."
"what about.. us..?" jodio gestured, keeping his hand on yours. he liked the warmth.
"i feel like you don't take this seriously. that you don't take me seriously." you started off, giving his hand a small squeeze.
"is this about the game we played the other night?" jodio raised a brown at this, unsure where exactly you were taking this conversation. he doesn't take a lot of things seriously because he's just so used to the weird crap that happens all the time.
"no, this is a general concern. i just feel like... you don't appreciate me enough." you continued. "for god's sake, jodio! i drove all the way out here for you and all i get is that look on your face." you attempted to keep your cool but that was a bust.
he stood there, lips firmly pressed into a thin line while his arms were kept at his sides. he felt lost, his eyes staring at your figure while you kept your arms wrapped around you. were you too harsh? you were being honest, sugar coating anything wouldn't help and he needed to hear the truth.
now it was jodio's turn to speak, you didn't want to say anything else. you felt like you had everything you needed to say. all you're missing is him. you wanted him to say something, anything.
"please say something." your voice got quiet, looking down at the wood floor and all you can see was him taking slow steps forward.
he hugged you. a warming, bear hug where his scent overfilled your nose, that familiar smell that lets you know that he's close. you got a little emotional, immediately hugging him back and you felt on of his hands rest on top of your head as he pulled away slightly to look down at you.
"im sorry." he mumbled. "i really do care. maybe i just-.. i dunno, have a hard time showing it? its stupid but i feel like a complete noob when it comes to this."
"you're telling me.." you trailed off and for once he laughed quietly at your joke. whether it was forced or not, you were glad that your boyfriend was able to understand your frustration. still, you had to tease him for how apologetic he was because it was just a little bit pathetic.
but you kinda liked it.
"if you're really sorry, you need to make it up." you wrapped your arms around yourself, staring up at him with puppy-like eyes. you were quietly begging for him to just let you stay. you already traveled so far and it was getting late.
"i will." jodio mumbled, one of his hands still in his pockets while the other was at his side. "i'll uh.. send you gifts and stuff, yknow? from your amazon wishlist."
"i don't care about that." you furrowed your brows, jabbing at his side. "let me stay the night, you ass! do i have to spell everything out??"
"i already assumed that you would." he smirked, letting you smack him around some more. that made you more frustrated but he caught your arms midair, pulling you in for a kiss and you melted.
you tilted your head slightly, one of your arms wrapped around his shoulder while he hooked his arms under your thighs and prompted you to jump. he carried you over to his bed, gently tossing you on to the mattress and you giggled at the recoil bouncing back as he joined you. he had one arm behind his head, the other inviting you to cuddle to his side and that you did. your lips pressed against his cheek, small kisses peppering the sides of his face over and over again.
and he happily relished in from your attention. he was planning on gaming with his friends tonight and he knew his phone was blowing up from all the pings he was getting from discord. but he'd have to tell those losers that he's spending time with his girlfriend instead.
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Hii uhhmm if that's okay could i request angry elevator sex with Anasui?
Maybe they're at green dolphin and reader almost got seriously injured but they insist they're fine, it gets to a point they're yelling at eachother and then reader goes into an elevator, he follows and kisses them to shut them up. (So yea he's not obsessed with Jolyne but with them instead)
Could you do afab reader plz?
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anasui x fem! reader
tags: nsfw, fem reader, unprotected sex, voyeurism, praise kink, reader is an inmate & stand user, heated argument, sexual tension, reader is kinda mean lol
"you can't keep running away from this." you heard him call out to you, a slight sting in your head from rolling your eyes so far back you got dizzy. it was a free hour, the men and women's side of the jail were able to roam around until the time was up.
but your situation was different. you were cooped up with anasui, the man who had his eyes on you from day one. for as long as you been in here, he has constitantly trailed behind you like a lost puppy and bugged you for just about anything. how he exclaimed his deep love and admiration for you, despite the two of you only exchanging a few words. besides that, he was convinced that you were soulmates and were meant to be.
you knew not to trust men like him, always getting into trouble and thinking with their dicks rather than using their actual brain. you were surprised how desperate he was, despite you being just a little bit mean to him. but he seemed to like that a lot. and right now wasn't an exception. after a risky encounter with a stand user, you held your injured arm to yourself and stormed through the halls, making your way to the elevator to get to the second floor.
he trailed closely behind you, pleading for your attention while you mashed the elevator buttons. you were hurt, you both knew this and he insisted on helping you treat it. but you were more stubborn than a mule, exclaiming how you were in good shape.
just as the elevator doors were about to close, anasui stuck an arm out and stopped the metal doors from closing completely.
"please," his voice was quiet and his pink eyes stared at you. he tilted his head a bit just to try and find your gaze. "you're hurt. let me help."
"i told you i'm fine, anastasia." you mocked the nickname. you winced when your palms brushed over your wound by your elbow. you already had it wrapped but any slight pressure on to the wound hurt like shit.
"hardly." he deadpanned, joining you in the elevator and the doors soon closed. a shared silence between the two of you made this whole interaction awkward. you didnt want to entertain this bozo but with the way he was staring at you, he made it impossible. "so, are you going to let me help?"
"shut the fuck up." you spat, finally turning to look at him. "how many times do you have to get it through that thick head of yours." you pointed, going as far as to jab his forehead with your finger.
"no." he shook his head, the corners of his lips curving. "you're so beautiful when you're angry at me. i want to protect you."
his toned arms wrapped themselves around you, pink stained lips pressed to yours as he cornered you into the walls of the elevator. you heard the wires hum as the elevator moved, your own arms bunched up whatever fabric was left of his already skimpy top. you hated how hot he was in this moment, how much you churned your nose at the thought of him and here he was making your legs go weak.
from a simple kiss.
and that same kiss turned into a make out, your tongues dancing and his palms hugged the fat of your waist. you were careful not to use your injured arm, you felt his fingers barely grazing past the wound and you pulled away to grunt.
"not here.." your voice was hoarsed, attempting to catch your breath. he stood closely, his figure towering over yours as he pretty much blocked you off from the view as the elevator doors opened. they made it to their floor, but he made no effort to move. "seriously, someones gonna walk in." you warned him.
"i don't care." he whispered. "let them watch. i want to see their reaction of how well you can take me." he muttered. "you're such a good girl, only good for me, right? just as how i'm only good for you too."
"shit." you cursed, trembling at his words. you mentally chanted for those same metallic doors to close and your prayers were answered when they did.
nobody was around this area of the prison, if you had to estimate how likely the two of you would get walked in on, its a fifty-fifty chance. either you get caught or not. knowing that the majority of the inmates were by the cafeteria, you were better off getting spotted by them rather than a guard.
you knew the guards were around, but did they take the elevator instead of the stairs? you didn't want to find out but the way his bulge pressed against you made you not care so much anymore.
"fuck me, anasui." you moaned, feeling his mouth attack your neck, his own noises muffled by his actions. "take me right here. and be quick before we get in trouble." your hands found their way up to his scalp, fingers running through the pink strands of his hair.
he whimpered, a free hand caressing his own torso while he fumbled with waistband of his skirt. he became frustrated and you did too, your own hands slapping his out of the way as it dropped down to his ankles.
and you did the same with your own attire, your bottom half completely bare as you turned yourself around and supported yourself against the wall with your ass sticking out to him. the look over your shoulder as you waiter for him made his body run hot.
"you're so perfect." he praised, his length rock hard as he pressed the fat tip against your wet folds. you mewled in response, your ass wiggling slightly so he can fully slip in. "i love you so much, you drive me crazy."
his words went through on ear and out the other, all you really paid attention to was how good he filled you up. if there was one thing you could appreciate about anasui, it was the fact that he was just as impatient as you were. he got to business and you couldn't as for more.
you felt your walls stretching for him, it stung so good but your pussy squeezed around him that he groaned in response. the position seemed so lewd, your ass slammed against anasui's front as he held yourself up with now both arms against the wall as your back arched. your injured arm ached, you groaned in pain but mixed with his cock jackhammering into you was a surreal sensation. you knew after this you'd regret exhausting your arm like this but you didn't care anymore.
"more..! fuck me more..!" you panted, with full force you bucked back against him and he cursed. he had both hands on your hips, keeping him steady while he feet were flat against the floor.
"so good, so good.." anasui whined, he found it hard to keep his eyes open. but at the same time he didnt want to miss your fucked out expression even as you turn to look at him. staring at a grey wall was lame, you wanted to see the man who was fucking you. after all that talk he did, it was hilarious how easy it was for him to succumb to your orders. your moutb was sharp and your tone was bossy. but he loved that about you so much.
"oh fuck.. just like that.." your voice was shaky, that familiar ache pooling by your tummy drove you crazy. you were chasing after that release, you were almost there. you just needed one final push.
"good girl, you're such a good fucking girl." you heard him praise.
and fuck, you hated how hot he sounded. his voice was raw, a slight crack when he chanted your name. your legs felt like jello, you pressed yourself closer to the cold wall as your pussy quivered. you coated his length, a yummy white ring around the shaft and he pushed himself further and he brought himself to his own release.
you stayed in this position for a bit, heavy breathing as he whispered sweet nothings to your ear. some you didn't make out, his voice wasn't loud enough as the small 'ding' of the elevator shocked you both. the machine moved, the number at the top right corner switched from floor two to now floor three.
you scrambled, pushing him off of you as you were quick to pull your panties up and cringed as drops of his cum dripped down your leg and soaked your underwear.
motherfucker, i'll kill you! you thought to yourself as he too managed to slip his skirt and underwear back to its place. the doors opened, a guard wielding a baton stepped in and raised a brow at your disheveled states.
"evening." he greeted, standing between the two of you. "your times are almost up, i dont wanna see you scums over here, get back to your cells." he spat, pressing the first floor as you and anasui stayed put. he then noticed you holding on to your arm and scowled at the injury. "disgusting."
he soon left and you both let out a sigh of relief.
"i hate you." you blurted, turning to press the second floor button once again. you almost forgot why you were here in the first place.
"i know you dont." anasui smiled. he was just happy that he got to fuck you. what a loser.
