a/n: ive already pinned my masterlist!! feel free to request me for anything, i do this as a hobby now when im not working or in class >_> my mind is running fast so the ideas are still fresh.
Jonathan Joestar
he gives out bear hugs. wraps both arms around you and pulls you in close. he's always warm, legit just a walking heater. if you're in a relationship with him, he'll twirl you around and place a small kiss to your forehead as he hugs you. a hug from jonathan will make all your worries go away. and he doesn't question you about it either. he understands what you wants and will give you anything you want if it makes you happy. he is just so full of love.
Joseph Joestar
bone crushing hugs, especially if he misses you and hasn't seen you in such a long time. he'll spin you around as well but he's squeezing you so hard it makes it hard to breathe. you'll have to slap his arm or tap his shoulder in order to get him to let go. if he's feeling a little cheeky, he might try to snake his arm to give your ass a little squeeze but a quick slap to his hand will get him to retreat it fast. listen, the guy knows what he wants.
Jotaro Kujo
popular to contrary belief, but i feel like he yearns for hugs. some might say that he's a little stiff if you hug him from behind but I feel as if though he'll melt into your touch. especially if you're really close to him, he'll return a side hug. but if he's longed you for a very long time and feels protective than he'll pull you by the arm and bring you in for a hug.
Josuke Higashikata
he loves hugs and he loves pulling you into one. he likes to wrap his arms around your waist and do a small sway from side to side as he rubs your back. but if the two of you are dating, for some reason he's a lot more shy about it and would add a cheeky little kiss to your cheek too. he's also a little careful and tries not to squeeze you so hard that you're not breathing anymore. he just likes your warmth so much.
Giorno Giovanna
oh he's classy with it. he'll take your hand to pull you in for a gentle hug. it's not too long, but it's not too short either. he might even give a friendly kiss to the cheek as a gesture. you probably have to initiate a lot of the hugs though, he's not one to really be physical unless you provoke him to do so. he also just smells really good, he might question why you linger on to him for so long because you're taking whiffs of his hair and skin.
Jolyne Cujoh
she likes to nearly tackle you into a hug. does a little jump and a slight sway but she's always gonna be the one to pull away. a short little hug, might even give your shoulders a little squeeze but she's smiling. if you're dating, then she'll definitely give you a kiss and then get shy about it as if she didn't initiate it.
Johnny Joestar
he's kinda awkward at hugs, he'd only give like side hugs and pulls away before you could really lean in to feel his warmth. he likes side hugs more than anything, you won't really catch him wanting to give grand bear hugs. he prefers kisses a lot more too, so if you hug him from behind and kiss the back of his neck then he's wrapped around your finger.
Josuk8 Higashikata (Gappy)
he likes hugs. he wants to give you hugs a lot, especially if he's missed you and hasn't seen you in a while. he thinks about you a lot, subconsciously when he's off doing his own thing. he's addicted to your scent, how big or small you are compared to him and the way you say his name. he gets all giddy, seriously he's in la la land at the idea of him wrapping himself around you. a little stiff but the feeling kinda grows on you.
Jodio Joestar
you'll have to initate hugs with this guy too, he's kinda stiff but would hug back but not without a question. he tries to act a little tough if you especially try to hug him in front of everyone. he doesn't really wanna be teased by anyone but its hard for him to really hide the growing smile on his face. behind closed doors, he's cuddled up on you hiding his face.
Can I request a clingy reader who loves kisses and will follow them everywhere(literally)until the jojos(+ speedwagon, caesar and kakyoin if it's okay)give them what they want? Like they can be in a battle and readerjust interrupts them cause they still didn't get their kiss
Okay, so here’s a request scenario the JoJos have a crush on reader, but one day while reader is sitting between the JoJo and their Jobro, they end up falling asleep on the Jobro’s shoulder.
College au! Jojo Headcanons- Reader falling asleep on a Jobros shoulder
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tags: Established relationships with Johnathan, Joseph, Jolyne, and Johnny, standard cursing, college au! Head canons
REQUESTS ARE OPEN!
Johnathan & Speedwagon
When Johnathan sees you nodding off and how your head slowly starts leaning on Speedwagons, he doesnt say anything.
On the outside, he's smiling lightly, but inside he's a little annoyed and is thinking about moving you so your head is on his shoulder instead.
He's a perfect gentleman, and because of that, he does his best to not make it weird (it's already weird).
Bro is just sitting there awkwardly turning his eyes away while his hands are in lap clutched together so hard they're turning white.
Robert is FREAKING out, mainly because he knows how much Johnathan likes you.
They make eye contact, Johnathan's eyebrow twitching a bit in slight annoyance. Speedwagon mouthing quietly to Johnathan, "I didn't do anything."
" I know you didn't," Johnathan says back very pleasantly but with a stern hardness underneath his tone. Of course, he doesn't blame Robert, but he is a Joestar and was always taught to be proud of who he is and what he has. And when it comes to a person he cares for deeply and romantically he tends to get a slight bit possessive ( mainly becauase he thinks gentlemen shouldn't be getting jealous.)
When you wake up and see Johnathan's face, you obviously see something wrong with him. But he assures you it's nothing and he's perfectly fine!
Speedwagon feels so guilty that he spends the next month being uncharacteristically rude to you just to balance the cosmic scales. It backfires. You're just really confused about the whole situation.
Joseph & Ceaser
The two of you were watching a movie. Originally, it was just supposed to be a date night with just you and Joseph, but one of Caesar's dates found out about another girl Ceaser was messing with so both of his plans were cancelled.
As soon as the movie started Ceaser started nodding off his elbow on the armrest and his cheek leaning on his palm.
You did not know Ceaser was a little cuddler when he was alseep because some how his arm ended up snaked around your waist, Joseph of course notices immediately and starts bouncing his leg in irration.
You end up falling asleep as well, mostly due to the warmth of being in between two big ass men.
Joseph has no shame, and when he's sure you're asleep, he gently removes Caesar's arm and leans you onto him.
Safe to say after that he's pretty content, but he does argue with ceaser about it later.
Jotaro & Kakyoin
Your friend group was going on a road trip to the beach, Polnareff and Avdol in the front seats, leaving you smushed in between Jotaro and Kakyoin.
You had knocked out pretty early into the trip, about 30 minutes in, and started leaning your head onto Kakyoin's shoulder for some comfort.
You would've leaned on Jotaro's, but at that time, you and he weren't too close.
He says "tch" and then nothing else for forty minutes.
Kakyoin is genuinely, sincerely unbothered-- which somehow makes it worse. He just adjusts slightly so you're more comfortable, pulls out a book, and continues existing peacefully.
Jotaro keeps glancing over. His hat covered his eyes. Glances continue.
At one point Kakyoin looks up from his book, notices Jotaro staring, and raises an eyebrow. Jotaro looks away so fast he pulls something in his neck.
He will not apologize. He will not explain. He will simply be in a bad mood for the rest of the day and deny any connection to the shoulder incident when asked.
Kakyoin brings it up exactly once, gently, later. Jotaro's response is "don't." Kakyoin lets it go. He is smiling, though.
Josuke & Okuyasu
Poor Okuyasu doesn't even notice he's doing something wrong ( because well-- technically he isn't!)
He's just sitting there, you fall asleep on him, and he goes "oh" and then very carefully stops moving so he doesn't wake you up.
Genuinely the sweetest response. He's like a large dog who has been trusted with something small and fragile.
Josuke notices.
"You're so lucky, man, I'd kill for her to lie on me like that."
"To be honest, it kinda hurts," Okuyasu replies.
Josuke, at this point, just stares at his best friend and then tries to nonchalantly tell him to lean your head on his shoulder instead.
Okuyasu complies, and Josuke stays smiling at your resting face.
Everyone is happy at the end of this.
Giorno & Bruno
When you start falling alseep and laying your head on Brunos shoulder, all Bruno can muster out is a soft, "oh."
Giorno glances for a second then looks away, then towards his legs. Seeing everything but pretending not to notice like always.
You snuggle into Bruno's arm a little more, after all, it was pretty cold today. Giorno remains the same-- perfect posture and his usual neutral expression.
Bruno notices the slight tensing of Giornos muscles and deducts it down to petty jealousy. He lets out a small laugh and gently pushes your body from his to Giornos.
Not saying anything, instead just crossing his legs and looking the other way.
While Giorno is trying to adjust himself so you're more comfortable.
Bruno is a real one, basically.
Jolyne & Hermes
Hermes doesnt even look up from her phone, she just adjust her shoulder and lets you rest.
Jolyne is so obviously irked.
Not subtle about it either.
Hermes looks up from her phone, notices how annoyed Jolyne looks and says, " oh dont even start jojo."
Jolyne scrunches her nose, "I'm not starting anything, you bitch." Hermes is like wide eyed open mouthed, "Why the fuck are you calling me a bitch?"
Jolyne lets out a grunt and turns her head, Hermes lets out a huge sigh and realizes what Jolynes attitude is about.
"oooh-- have her then, makes no difference to me" Hermes says right before shoving you off of her and onto Jolyne.
You surprisingly don't wake up from being literally shoved, and you end up on Jolyne's shoulder with her arm around you. Still annoyed, but just a little less.
Johnny & Gyro
These two are so evil and annoying together, its like dumb and dumber.
Johnny is like a D1 evil, jealous boyfriend, even if you guys aren't dating.
As soon as you start nodding off, Gyro's lips curl up in a smirk. Johnny's eye twitches.
" Can you not," is all Johnny says.
"not what," Gyro knows exactly what hes doing.
The whole time Johnny is fidgeting, like biting his nails and bouncing his leg aggressively.
Of course Gyro notices, but he thinks its funny to mess with Johnny a little bit.
Johnny stays starring at Gyro.
and you best believe that when you wake up, you notice how tense Johnny is and how he keeps pulling Gyro away to tell him something.
Hes defintely just talking shit to Gyo and is being a little petty asshole over it.
Josuke (Gappy) & Yasuho
Yasuho is mid-sentence when it happens. Just. Trails off. Looks down at you on her shoulder. Looks back up.
She really doesnt mind and just continues talking Josuke's ear off.
To be honest, I feel like Josuke really wouldn't care, mainly because he trusts Yasuho so much and he just doesn't understand basic jealousy.
Hes probably not even thinking about how youre cuddled up on his best friend, and instead is more focused on his midterm or what hes gonna have for lunch.
Hes a simple being.
Overall not much to say because i feel like he'd be genuinely cool with it. but if it were Joshu on the other handddd, oh he'd be so badly annoyed purely because Joshu is fucking annoying.
Jodio & Paco
Paco lowkey doesn't give a fuck when you fall asleep on him. He just lets you and continues sitting in silence for the rest of the car ride.
He is very careful to not move or disturb you too much.
Jodio is already not the most expressive person ever, but even then, he still has the faintest hint of anger; he's probably one of those people who get like red in the face when they're really annoyed or pissed.
Jodio super bluntly tells paco to switch with him and paco shrugs and lets Jodio lay you down on his shoulder-- no reason to fight over something he doesn't really care about.
After this, Jodio spends the rest of the afternoon in a better mood, and a lot kinder to people around him-- ofc Dragona notices and questions why.
It will not be discussed. It will totally affect how he acts around you for the next two weeks. Paco knows. Paco doesn't say anything. That's just how it goes.
saw your lovesick Jofoes. Can we also have lovesick JoJo's?
(and maybe their reaction to getting a kiss on the cheek pls?)
sure! hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting <33
Jonathan Joestar
Internally combusts.
Your kiss is soft, brief, and on his cheek, but Jonathan is completely floored.
His breath hitches, his hand hovers near the spot like he wants to preserve it.
“Ah… you’ve honored me more than I deserve…”
You’re like “Jonathan it was just a kiss” and he’s like “To you, maybe… but to me…”
Literally lays in bed that night thinking about how warm your lips were. "I must protect them at all costs now..."
Joseph Joestar
“WHOA WHOA WHOA- ”
You kiss him on the cheek and he instantly short circuits and stumbles back like you slapped him.
Tries to act cool. Fails.
“I mean- pff- of course you’d kiss me, I am extremely kissable- ”
Lies awake that night giggling like a schoolgirl. Kicks his feet under the sheets. Murmurs “I’m gonna marry them” into his pillow.
Next time he sees you: “So like… you wanna do that again or was that a one-time cheek coupon thing?”
Jotaro Kujo
Frozen.
You give him a quick kiss on the cheek while saying bye and walk off like it’s nothing.
Jotaro just… stands there. His soul leaves his body for a second.
Blushes like crazy, but hides it under his hat.
Tries to play it cool, mutters “yare yare daze” even though he’s internally screaming.
Stares at the ocean dramatically for like 20 minutes afterward thinking “They kissed me… They actually kissed me… What the hell am I supposed to do with that?”
Josuke Higashikata
SCREECHES. Internally.
“UhhhHHH wh- HUH?!”
You kiss him on the cheek and he gets so red so fast it looks like he’s got a fever.
Freaking out about whether you could feel how warm he got.
Keeps touching the spot over and over again like “did that really just happen???”
Can’t stop thinking about it all day. Tells Okuyasu like “Bro. BRO. I GOT KISSED. Not a full kiss, but a cheek kiss!! That’s a whole category!!”
Giorno Giovanna
Blinks. Visibly stunned.
He’s composed… but you broke his brain a little.
“Oh…,” he murmurs.
Then you see the tiniest hint of a smile curve his lips as he touches his cheek.
That kiss becomes his Roman Empire.
Later that night, he writes about it in his journal and tries to imagine what it would feel like on the lips.
Lowkey starts daydreaming about you more. Starts plotting how to get you to do it again- but this time twice.
Jolyne Cujoh
Pauses. Visibly flustered.
“Wait. Waitwaitwait. You just- ?”
Laughs off how red her ears get.
“Okayyy, smooth criminal. I see you.”
Instantly goes from tough girl to giggling puppy. She punches your arm way too hard out of pure flustered energy.
”You tryna start something orrrr…?”
She brings it up CONSTANTLY.
“Remember that time you kissed me on the cheek? ‘Cause I do. Every second of every day. Just saying.”
Johnny Joestar
You kiss him on the cheek and he straight up glitches.
No words. No breathing. Just a very still, very pink Johnny.
“You… kissed me,” he mumbles under his breath after like 3 full minutes.
For the rest of the day, he’s quieter than usual. Totally distracted.
Keeps running his fingers over his cheek like he’s checking if it’s still there.
Eventually tells Gyro. “They kissed me, man.”
Gyro: “Where??”
Johnny: “On my face.”
Josuke Higashikata (Gappy)
Absolute shellshock.
You press a kiss to his cheek and he flinches like you poked him with a taser- but then his whole body just melts.
Touches the spot with both hands like he’s holding a butterfly there.
“…W-what does that mean?” he blurts. “Are you trying to ask me out? Do you do that to everyone?? Should I kiss back- wait, no, I didn’t mean- ”
Gappy.exe has stopped working.
Avoids eye contact for hours while sneaking glances at you.
“That was the best day of my life,” he says to Yasuho with a spaced out smile. “I think I’m gonna faint.”
Jodio Joestar
Stunned… but thrilled.
Tries to act cool like “Oh damn. You’re bold. I like that.”
But he turns to Dragona 5 minutes later and goes “BROOOOOOOOOO- ”
Blushes every time he remembers it. Smiles like an idiot whenever someone says “cheek.”
He starts trying to recreate the moment: leaning close, angling his face just right, pretending to point out something near you like
“Yo, is that a bird or-” accidental cheek proximity intensifies
“If I stand like this, you might be able to kiss me again. Just sayin’.”
anything jodio related please, ill take!! 🙏🏽 tho for any specifics there was a hc (https://x.com/kyueishin/status/1950709576891847051?s=20) where if jodio has a gf he’d prolly keep it lowkey and wouldn’t tell anyone, so maybe a scenario related to that??
I’m not sure have fun LOVE YOU SM UR WRITING IS PEAK 🙏🏽🙏🏽🥰🥰❤️
a guy who treats his love life like it’s a classified government document? amazing. also luv you too <3
= jodio x female!reader
a/n : hope you don't mind but im gonna start making these fic's a little longer. but if its overwhelming or too much (pause) please lmk!
jodio never said he had a girlfriend. not to dragona, not to the crew, not even in those half-joking conversations where everyone’s throwing out lies just to see who folds first. if anything, he leaned into the opposite. shrugging when people asked, giving that lazy half-smile like the idea of him being tied down was kind of funny. like it didn’t fit. and maybe that was the point. because the truth wasn’t flashy. it wasn’t something he could spin into leverage or profit or power. it was quiet. it lived in the spaces no one bothered to look. like the backseat of his car at two in the morning, or the corner of a convenience store where the lights flickered just enough to make everything feel unreal. you weren’t something he talked about. you were something he kept. and there’s a difference, even if most people are too loud to notice it. the first time dragona almost caught on, it wasn’t even dramatic. just a glance at jodio’s phone when it lit up, your name sitting there like it belonged. no emoji, no nickname, just your name. plain. normal. suspiciously normal. jodio flipped the phone over before the screen could even dim, like it burned. “who’s that?” dragona asked, casual but not really. jodio didn’t even blink. “nobody.” and that should’ve been the end of it. except it wasn’t, because jodio didn’t lie like that unless it mattered. and things that mattered were rare.
you learned early on that being with him meant being… invisible. not in a sad way, not in that tragic “he’s ashamed of you” kind of way people love to assume. it wasn’t that. it was more like being part of a secret that only worked if it stayed one. he didn’t introduce you to anyone, didn’t bring you around, didn’t even mention names. but he showed up. every time. that was his language. he’d pull up without texting first, engine still running, waiting for you to notice him through your window. or he’d leave things for you, small stuff, like your favorite drink sitting on the step outside your door, still cold, like he’d only just left. he never stayed long when you were out in public together. always just passing by, brushing your hand like it meant nothing, like it wasn’t the only thing grounding him. and you got it. somehow, you did. because jodio’s world wasn’t built for softness. it wasn’t built for anything that couldn’t be used, traded, or protected. and you… you weren’t any of those things. you were just his. not in the possessive, toxic way people like to romanticize. just… his person. the one place he didn’t have to calculate every move. even if that meant no one else could know you existed in his life.
still, there were moments where the line blurred. like the night everything almost slipped. it was late, the kind of late where the air feels heavier, like it’s holding onto something. you were sitting in his car, legs tucked under you, talking about nothing important. he was quieter than usual, fingers tapping against the steering wheel in a rhythm that didn’t match the radio. “you ever think about just… leaving?” he asked suddenly, not looking at you. it wasn’t a joke. you could tell. jodio didn’t ask questions like that unless they’d been sitting in his head for a while. “leaving what?” you said, even though you knew. he huffed, a small, almost laugh. “all of it.” his hand found yours without thinking, like it always did when he stopped pretending. and for a second, it felt normal. too normal. like this was just some regular relationship and not whatever complicated thing you two had built in the shadows. “you wouldn’t like it,” you said softly. “you’d get bored.” he squeezed your hand, just once. “nah,” he muttered. “i think i’d be fine.” and that’s when you realized something dangerous. he wasn’t talking about leaving alone. he was talking about leaving with you. the idea hung there, fragile and impossible. and then, like everything else with him, it disappeared just as quickly. headlights passed, the moment broke, and jodio pulled his hand away like it hadn’t happened.
the crew started noticing things after that. not enough to piece it together, but enough to feel like something was off. jodio disappearing more often. answering texts quicker than usual. that one time he showed up with a scratch on his cheek and brushed it off like it was nothing, even though it clearly wasn’t from any job they knew about. dragona pushed a little harder, watching him the way only someone close to him could. “you’re hiding something,” they said one night, half-teasing, half-serious. jodio leaned back, arms crossed, expression unreadable. “you’re bored,” he replied. and maybe that was enough for anyone else. but not for dragona. still, even they couldn’t crack it. because jodio wasn’t just keeping a secret. he was protecting it. there’s a difference, again. secrets can slip. protection is intentional. every time he almost said your name, he swallowed it. every time someone got too close to figuring it out, he redirected, distracted, shut it down. not because he didn’t trust them. but because trust wasn’t the issue. safety was. and in his world, the more people knew about something you cared about, the easier it became to lose it.
you didn’t realize how serious that was until the first time things went wrong. it wasn’t some big, cinematic disaster. just a wrong place, wrong time kind of situation. you were waiting for him, leaning against the side of a building, when a couple of people from his orbit passed by. they didn’t know you, not really. just recognized you enough to know you didn’t belong there. one of them asked a question, something casual but loaded. “you waiting for someone?” you smiled, polite, neutral. “just a friend.” they didn’t buy it. you could tell. and for the first time, you understood why jodio kept you separate. because in that moment, you weren’t just you. you were a variable. a potential weakness. something that could be used. and when jodio found out, he didn’t get angry. not at you. never at you. he just got… quiet. the kind of quiet that meant he was already ten steps ahead, already fixing something before it broke completely. “don’t come around here anymore,” he said later, voice low, controlled. it wasn’t a suggestion. it was the closest he’d ever come to pushing you away. and it hurt. more than you expected. “so that’s it?” you asked, trying to keep your voice steady. “i just… disappear?” he looked at you then, really looked, like he was memorizing something. “you don’t disappear,” he said. “you stay where it’s safe.” and there it was. the truth, stripped down to something simple and unfair. loving him meant staying hidden. and for a second, you wondered if that was enough.
but then he showed up again. of course he did. different place, different time, same quiet knock on your door. like nothing had changed and everything had. he didn’t say much when you let him in. didn’t need to. he just pulled you close, arms tight around you in a way he never let himself do anywhere else. “they didn’t touch you, right?” he asked, voice muffled against your shoulder. you shook your head. “no.” he nodded, like that confirmed something in his head. like the world could keep spinning. “good,” he murmured. and that was it. no apology, no explanation. just relief. and weirdly, that was enough. because this was how he loved. not loudly, not publicly, not in ways other people could understand or validate. but consistently. carefully. like he was holding something fragile in a world that wasn’t built for fragile things. and maybe, someday, that wouldn’t be enough. maybe you’d want more than late-night visits and hidden touches and a name that never left his mouth around other people. but right now, in this quiet, in this strange, protected space he carved out just for you… it was real. and jodio, for all his secrets and calculations and carefully controlled distance, was the one thing in your life that never felt like a lie.
Hey!! On your fic "My baby..my baby" it says Jodio is in it when in reality he isn't!! Can I request that same scenario with Jodio and dragona?
YES OMG WHY DID I NOT NOTICE!? FAHH!! DW ON IT (also added gappy) hope you enjoy!! 🫡
“My baby, my baby…” part 2
pairings : josuke (gappy) higashikata x platonic!reader, jodio joestar x platonic!reader, dragona joestar x platonic!reader
word count : 2k, in all
Josuke (Gappy) Higashikata :
Josuke's keen eyes catch sight of you before you even approach. He may lack a lifetime of experiences to pull from, but there's a peculiar, instinctive understanding he possesses about the people he holds dear. He notices the way your shoulders slightly curve, perhaps a sign of your thoughts weighing heavily, and the distinct, almost tangible quality of your silence that fills the space around you like a soft, heavy fog. Rather than drawing attention to his awareness, he chooses to remain unobtrusive. With a gentle grace, he slips silently to your side, as if he had always intended to be there, effortlessly blending into the moment.
He won’t rush to ask about what’s upsetting you immediately. Josuke, having forged his identity from the ground up, recognizes the complexity of emotions — he knows that there are times when words fail, when feelings swirl within but remain unspoken. Rather than press you for answers, he’ll lend you the space to breathe. His patience is remarkable; he can sit in silence, offering a steady presence, completely at ease while waiting for you to find the words when you’re ready.
He sits just within reach, a comforting presence that radiates warmth, inviting you to lean into him if you want to, of course. His arm is poised and ready to wrap around you, offering a silent promise of safety and solace without the need for words. When you settle next to him, it's as if time pauses; he remains perfectly still, not distracted by the world around him. There’s a unique tranquility in his company, a rare quality that makes you feel seen and valued, as if nothing else matters in that moment but the two of you. You can linger there for as long as you need, enveloped in a sense of peace that feels comforting and rare.
Nine times out of ten, Josuke's preferred approach begins with a simple yet profound invitation: to get you moving. It’s not about reaching a specific destination; it's about the act of walking itself — meandering through the familiar streets of the neighborhood, strolling along the waterfront if you’re fortunate enough to be nearby, or wandering wherever your feet instinctively lead you. There's something relaxing about this kind of motion for him, an almost magnetic pull that seems to unlock emotions and thoughts that might otherwise remain buried.
He has discovered that this gentle motion doesn’t just benefit him; it also has a remarkable effect on the people he cares for. Your steps might match his or find their own rhythm, but the key element is the shared silence that envelops you, giving you both space to breathe and reflect. It’s during these moments, with the world unfolding around you and the quiet companionship at your side, that genuine connection flourishes. Josuke is patient; he adapts to your pace, letting the journey become a canvas where thoughts can wander free.
He genuinely strives to meet your energy and engage with you. If you're in the mood to chat, he listens attentively, is fully focused on you, and offers advice only when asked. His comforting presence creates a safe space for you to share even your most vulnerable thoughts. If you’d rather not talk, he’ll find something light and enjoyable to watch or listen to. You might even drift off, and he’ll be right there beside you, ensuring you feel supported and at ease.
"You don't have to figure it out tonight." The words themselves seem straightforward, yet when they come from Josuke, they carry a heavy weight. This is a guy who has literally pieced himself back together from nothing, who once wandered through life without even a trace of his own identity. To hear him say those words is to grasp the depth of his experience and his resilience. It’s a simple reassurance, but steeped in a history of struggle and triumph, making it feel far more significant than on the surface.
A palpable sense of protectiveness envelops him whenever you’re around — someone younger and who came to him for comfort, someone he feels an instinctive need to safeguard. He doesn’t approach this care with any awkwardness or condescension; instead, there’s a soothing gentleness in his demeanor that becomes especially evident on your tough days. He seems to sense the weight of your worries, treating them with a tender caution. It's as if he wants to reassure you, quietly conveying that the overwhelming emotions you’re grappling with at this moment are fleeting, mere ripples in the vast ocean of life.
He'll tuck you in only to check on you the next day to be sure you're alright. Not in an overwhelming, hovering way — he just shows up with something warm to drink, or he catches your eye across a room and raises his brows in a quiet question. Once you nod in response, he feels a weight lifted off his shoulders. He prides himself on the fact that you came to him.
Jodio Joestar :
Jodio has an uncanny ability to observe his surroundings in ways that often go unnoticed by others. He excels at reading rooms and deciphering the subtle cues of those in them, instinctively assessing what poses a threat and what does not. However, when it comes to you, and he senses something is wrong almost immediately before you come to him, that instinct transforms into a more intimate understanding. He picks up on the signs quickly, his gaze sharp and focused. Yet, despite the intensity of his awareness, he refrains from making any grand declarations about it. Instead, he simply absorbs the moment, quietly recognizing the weight of the unspoken tension.
Don't expect Jodio to come running over with soothing words or quiet reassurances; that’s simply not his style. Instead, he has a knack for subtle redirection—nudging you away from whatever distress is intensifying. Whether it's shifting the conversation to a completely different topic with a deft change of subject or gently guiding you away from an uncomfortable situation, he operates almost instinctively. There’s no grand proclamation or fanfare about his actions; he just instinctively knows what to do and does it seamlessly.
He might say something like, "You're spiraling. Stop it." At first glance, this might come off as harsh or blunt, but in reality, it isn't. There’s something remarkably grounding about having someone articulate the situation so plainly, without tiptoeing around your emotions, without offering hollow sympathy that often feels patronizing. Jodio has a unique way of addressing struggles that doesn’t involve looking at you with pity or concern; instead, he maintains a steady gaze, treating you with the respect you deserve despite the turmoil you’re experiencing. This kind of consistency and straightforwardness isn’t just refreshing; it’s a source of comfort in its own right. Knowing that someone can see the reality of your situation without judgment allows you to be vulnerable, fostering a sense of safety in the midst of chaos.
He'll step away for a brief moment, a subtle excuse to break the tension, only to return with a carefully selected assortment of snacks, a chilled drink, or maybe takeout from that restaurant you casually mentioned was your favorite last month. It’s almost as if he’s taken mental notes of your preferences, and he presents them with a casual air, insisting that he was going to "get food anyway."
The bag he hands you will be just the right size, enough to share but not overwhelming. It’s a small gesture, yet it speaks volumes about his attentiveness. As he extends the bag your way, his eyes won’t quite meet yours, a hint of shyness or perhaps embarrassment lurking there. It’s best to just accept the offering in silence, letting the warmth of his thoughtfulness settle in without any further fuss.
Jodio doesn't like sitting across from people during heavy conversations. He'll end up next to you — on the floor, on a curb, on the edge of something — shoulder to shoulder, both of you looking at the same patch of wall or sky. It's easier to talk that way. Or not talk. Either one.
If you do wanna talk, he'll cave with the heaviest sigh known to man and will immediately start mumbling about something completely unrelated. A job, something Dragona said, some observation about a person they passed on the street. It's deliberate — he's giving your brain somewhere else to be. In the first few minutes, you might be frustrated by it. Then you realize your chest has loosened a little.
Once the intense weight of the convo has passed and it's only silence, he'll put something on — earbuds, a speaker, whatever's available — and he'll pick something that isn't what he normally listens to. Something he knows you like, or something deliberately slow, like he's trying to set a new pace for the room. He won't mention that he chose it with you in mind.
Whenever Jodio senses that you're having a particularly rough day, a striking stillness envelops him, as if he shifts into a state of heightened awareness solely for you. It's not about pampering or babying you—he would never do that. Instead, a subtle change occurs within him; the fierce, defensive edge that typically radiates outward turns inward, reflecting a deep-seated concern. It's as if he’s scanning your surroundings, mentally cataloging everything that might have contributed to your distress, as if to say: whatever it is that has cast a shadow over your mood, he's taking note of it, ready to understand and address it.
"You're fine. You've gotten through worse than this." His words hang in the air, simple yet profound. It’s not poetry, but the sincerity in his tone is palpable; he’s not trying to brush off your feelings. Instead, there’s a tangible weight to his belief in you, an unwavering confidence that shines through. He doesn’t feel compelled to sugarcoat his message because he knows you’re strong enough to face the challenge ahead. That unwavering conviction lands deeply within you, grounding you in the moment.
Don't even try to thank him the next day cause he'll act like last night didn't happen. Mostly. But if someone says something that puts you back in that direction, he shuts it down. Quickly.
Dragona Joestar :
Dragona possesses a truly remarkable ability to move with swift precision while exuding an aura of tranquility. Their presence brings a unique sense of calmness, even in moments of chaos or distress. When they sense that you are struggling or feeling overwhelmed, they arrive with a sense of purpose that feels deliberate rather than hurried. It's as if they have an innate understanding of the right moment to step in, ensuring their arrival is perfectly timed to offer support. When they are near, it never feels like a frantic rush; instead, it’s clear that they have made a conscious choice to be there for you.
Their demeanor radiates poise and assurance, creating an environment where you can truly feel safe to express your emotions. This calming presence sets the stage for healing, allowing you to find solace in the knowledge that you are not alone. With Dragona by your side, reassurance flows naturally, helping you navigate through your struggles with a renewed sense of hope and peace.
Rather than jumping to the broad question of "what's wrong," which can feel overwhelming and intimidating, Dragona approaches the situation with a more focused and gentle inquiry. They might ask, "Is it just one specific thing that's bothering you, or does it feel like everything is weighing down on you at once?" This subtle distinction is crucial. Sometimes the challenge lies in addressing a singular, manageable issue, while other times it’s the cumulative effect of multiple stressors that feels like a heavy burden. Recognizing whether it's a solitary concern or a myriad of interconnected pressures makes all the difference in how to respond. Dragona has a keen awareness of this nuance and understands that each scenario demands a tailored approach to truly support someone in need.
Dragona possesses a remarkable calmness that seems almost unshakeable. When emotions run high and tears begin to flow, they maintain an unwavering composure. Rather than reacting awkwardly or glancing away in discomfort, they hold a steady gaze, allowing the moment to breathe. There’s no frenzied chatter to fill the silence or to make you make any hasty apologies about your state. Instead, they remain present, an anchor of stability amidst the storm of emotions. You can let your guard down, and it feels safe to unravel a little; Dragona's quiet strength ensures that your feelings are acknowledged, neither amplified nor diminished. In their company, vulnerability becomes a shared experience, not a burden.
Dragona has an innate understanding of how the atmosphere influences one’s mood and well-being. Their approach is effortless and intuitive, rather than overly meticulous or complicated. With a keen eye for detail, they might softly dim the lights to create a more soothing ambiance or gently guide you to a quieter corner of the room where distractions fade. If the air feels stagnant or heavy, they’ll deftly open a window to allow fresh breezes to circulate, invigorating the space. Conversely, if the environment feels too chilly or drafty, they won’t hesitate to close the window to maintain comfort. Each of these small yet purposeful adjustments works in harmony to transform the room into a sanctuary, cultivating a sense of calm and gentleness that envelops everyone present.
Dragona doesn't interrupt. They let you finish your sentences even when you're fumbling through them. When you trail off, they give you the space to come back to it without filling the silence with noise. If they respond, it's considered — not just the next thing that occurred to them, but something they actually thought about for a second first.
If the evening is winding down and you're both in a quieter place, Dragona might offer — not push — to do something simple, like help you with a face routine or just press something cool against your eyes if they're tired from crying. It sounds small. It's enormously grounding. The physicality of it, the someone taking care of your face, brings you back into your body in the best way.
Not once. They won't say "it's not that bad" or "you're overreacting" or "at least." Whatever you're feeling, Dragona will treat it as real and worth their full attention, because they've decided you're worth their full attention, and that decision was made a long time ago.
Some people get uncomfortable if you're not moving toward better fast enough. Dragona has patience for the ugly middle of a bad day — the part where you're not crying anymore but you're not fine either, just gray and tired. They'll stay in that with you without trying to accelerate you out of it.
Dragona has a warmth toward you that's just a little softer than what they'd show someone their own age — not condescending, never that, but something protective and careful. They want you to know that the things that feel like they're defining you right now aren't. They've watched enough of the world to know that, and they say it with enough weight that it actually lands.
"You're allowed to have bad days. You don't have to hold it together all the time." Said evenly, not like a platitude — like a fact. Like a thing they believe completely and want you to believe too.
The next time they see you, they'll look at you for a moment with this particular attentiveness, checking, and when you seem okay, they'll nod slightly like something was confirmed. They won't make it a conversation. But you'll know they were looking.
