WHEN THEY L♡VE TO SINK THEIR TEETH/FANGS INTO YOUR SKIN.ᐟ GN READER, NSFW MDNI!!!
He's such a delirious freak when he kisses a sliver of your exposed skin.
He'll be fucking you dumb. Raw, unrestrained—like an animal lost in heat. The bed groans underneath; big, rough hands gripping your bruised hips like a lifeline as his thrusts grow frantic and sharp; as if he's making sure your abused walls remember every vein of his cock. Moans slip from your lips like confessions, “Yeah, keep those pretty noises coming sweets..” He tilts his head, rolling his shoulder back—keeping his thrusts in a steady rhythm that hit those spots where you completely blank out.
He leans down, you whimper into the pillow when you feel him press more into your used hole. “Fuck—i love it when you clench on my cock like that.” He smirks, warm breath ghosting over your ear—one of his hands grabs your chin, adjusting so he can see your fucked-out look. “Look at you..so messy,” He whispers low, sultry, thumb wiping away drool you didn't notice was there. His eyes are half lidded, sight clouded as strands of his thick hair frames his forehead like vines.
You feel butterflies in your stomach at how dreamy he looked. And him too.
He leans in to kiss your neck—you don't realise his intention until he acts on it. It starts slow, unhurried; dragging his lips across your heated skin in long strides, leaving warmth in it's trail—then he pauses, and smiles against your skin.
You didn't even get to react before he opens his mouth and bites into your supple skin. And at the same damn time; you felt him bury himself in you—filling you to the brim until a creamy ring forms around the base of his thick cock. It was a shiver that crawled your spine at first; then a certain heat that spread throughout your body.
You tremble, jaw slacked as a silent scream escapes you. He hums deep, like he's savouring you. You weakly glare at him through your peripheral—he always had this peculiar habit of biting you any chance he got, and honestly.. the amount of worried looks you got from your friends was starting to be embarrassing. “Ow!..what are you? A dog..? Stop biting me..!” You tried to free yourself but you didn't have any energy left in you. Plus, he didn't bulge at all.
Black spots litter your sight like constellations as you spiral in and out of reality due to the overwhelming pleasure building in you. He's hooked onto your skin; applying the right amount of pressure where both ecstasy and pain are blurred into a line where you couldn't read it anymore. Hot tears run down your face, staining the pillowcase; he takes his own time to finally let go. It's a wet “pop!” when he retreats. “You taste sweet..makes me want to eat you up,” He mumbles, licking and kissing the spot where his teeth left an imprint of his attack. You shiver at his cold lips kissing the sore spot—knuckles whitening from gripping at the sheets. “You're an animal..” You weakly blurt out, voice muffled against the pillow. He grins, wolfishly. “Can't say.. but you love it though.” You groan. He leans back to admire his artwork; damn, you looked good with his teeth on you. His lower abs tighten. He licks his lips.
You mentally died when you felt his limp dick twitch to life inside you.
a/n: im overly freaked out right now, i think its time i dip my toes into this ^^;; don't be shy to request nsfw guys... hint hint hint
tags: nsfw under the cut, various jojo characters, reader is gender neutral, both male and female genitalia mentioned (?) , some characters aged up (duh!)
MINORS DNI 🔞
Knows what they're doing / An Expert
Caesar, Lisa Lisa, Polnareff, Hol Horse, N'doul, OLD Joseph, Yuya, Bruno, Prosciutto, Jotaro, Weather Report, Miuccia, Mountain Tim, Jobin, Acca Howler, Ermes, Abbacchio, Suzi Q, Formaggio
Sloppy with it
Gyro, Paco, Joseph, Kars, DIO, Kakyoin, Steely Dan, Hol Horse, Mikitaka, Mista, Risotto, Melone, Diavolo, Anasui, Jolyne, Narancia, Gappy, F.F, Hato, Funny Valentine, Oyecomova, Yuya, Acca Howler, Magent, Mista
Extremely calculated
Rohan, Diego, Santana, DIO, Kars, Avdol, Tonio, Kira, Giorno, Fugo, Toru, Rai, Sandman, Dragona, Hot Pants, D'arby Brothers, Vanilla Ice, Kakyoin, Yukako, Pucci, Mamezuku, Kei, Key West
Who in jjba do you think would have a breeding kink? Like, beyond finishing inside? But would love to see their partner all heavy and swollen with their offspring? 🫦
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Quite an interesting question to answer indeed… *fidgets with her fingers in thought*
Characters: Jonathan, Dio, Kars, Caesar, Joseph, Polnareff, Mista, Anasui, Diego & Funny Valentine.
Jonathan:
This man is so sweet to you it’s out of a romance novel, but the moment you’re having sex together the thought take over his body.
Something about seeing you naked, sweaty and devoting all your love to him sends him into a frenzy. He started dating you because he loved you, from the very start he had chosen you to be the mother of his children. Hearing you moaning his name, chanting it like a prayer, takes his mind to a future where the two of you have a happy family and he couldn’t dream of something more perfect than that. Of course, he would wait until both of you are ready for it, but just know it’s a bigger effort to resist the urge to Jonathan than you’d have imagined. He can’t get over the idea of seeing your belly all rounded and heavy with his baby.
Dio:
He doesn’t necessarily want to have children with anyone, in fact, extremely few are the women that survive after having any relationship with this man. Regardless of that, the idea of impregnating the women he fucks with turns Dio on more that he would like to admit. It’s not for the fact that he wants to have a family of his own, he despises the idea of children, it’s because of possession.
The idea of filling you up with his seed and imagining your body getting destroyed in the process because of him, makes his dick rock hard. He doesn’t care if you agree to it or not. The mere act of pursuing intimacy with him gives Dio, in his own mind, the go ahead to cum inside you. He doesn’t give a fuck about your opinion, honestly, if you are against him it, it might even make him want to do it more on purpose. After all, once you’re done, he’s sucking you dry off of your blood and killing you instantly. It was never about you, it was always about his own greed and personal desire.
Caesar:
Of course the Italian man would want to have a big family of his own, especially after coming from a big family himself.
He just loves the idea of becoming a father one day; one better than his own. In his sober mind, he understands the implications of it and will push the thought to the back of his mind, but when he’s horny? Oh hell no. This man is ready to make you pop out children like they were pop corn. The longer he thinks about it, the bigger the desire gets. Imagining how your future kids would look like; his eyes, your lips, your hair and his nose? Nothing is stopping Caesar when that idea gets into his head. You’re not leaving the bedroom until you're full of him.
Kars:
Being the perfect human form is great and all, but what if he had more like him.
When he met you, thoughts he never imagined having flooded his mind. You were strong for a human, and caught his attention the moment he came across you. The idea of filling you up with his semen and having you carry his legacy made him so horny. Together you will make the perfect world he so much desires come true.
Joseph:
This man can’t resist himself around you. Of course, after one of your quickies, he didn’t slip out in time and you had a pregnancy scare. However, it didn’t have the effect you would have expected.
At first, he was scared shitless at the idea of becoming a dad. But the more he thought about it, the more he thought about you, the fear turned into lust. The image of you being pregnant with his kid, your tummy round, stretch marks all around it, and your boobs swollen in preparation for breastfeeding… He has masturbated to the thought more than he would admit. Joseph will tell himself that he would never do that without your consent, but seconds later, if he felt himself getting closer to finishing while inside you, he might take a bit longer to pull out if you guys aren’t using a condom. This man is very dangerous.
Polnareff:
This lover man can’t get enough of you, honestly.
He has always wanted a woman that loves him with as much love as he’s able to give, so when he met you, he fell head over heels for you. The moment he saw you, before he even confessed, Polnareff was already imagining a future with you. Wedding, baby names, a house in the countryside of France with many, many puppies. Everything.
His breeding kink doesn’t come from lust. Well, maybe a little bit. But it’s mostly coming from love and longing for that perfect future together he has wished for since forever. The way to ride him, taking him so good, he can’t help himself. Polnareff doesn’t care if it’s your first time together, he’s nutting like a madman the moment he feels the inside of your pussy at the thought of you getting pregnant with his child. Won’t admit it, but he’s devastated if you ask him to use protection during sex.
Mista:
Oh, this man is crazy.
The moment you caught his eye, you were done for, you just didn’t know it yet. He’s the sweetest man ever as a boyfriend. You are getting pampered with gifts, kisses and attention 24/7. Mista will get lost in thought while looking at you doing the most random of things, thinking about how much he loves you and how lucky he was to find such a beautiful woman like you.
One of those times it was while you were preparing dinner for the both of you. He sat at the table, admiring you as you talked about whatever you had done that day. He wasn’t even listening. Without noticing, his brain flew to the idea of having a family with you and becoming a father, and just like that, the image of you pregnant flooded his brain. He froze, and you noticed. Before you could even ask him what was wrong, Mista stood up, grabbed you like a sack of potatoes and took you to the bedroom with the grin you were wary of.
If you both wanted to have a big, gorgeous family, you might have to start as soon as possible. You were in your twenties now, that’s old enough, right? Honestly, doesn’t even care. You’re not leaving bed until your pussy is overflowing and his balls are dried. Or until the smoke alarm goes off… you didn’t even have time to turn off the cooker earlier.
Anasui:
This man wants to marry you the moment he sets eyes on you, of course he loves the idea of seeing you pregnant.
He can’t help to imagine how radiant and glowy you will be once you’re carrying his child inside you. And Anasui is so ready to make it a reality the moment you give him permission. The second you do, he’s emptying his balls inside you nonstop for days, making sure you are 100% getting pregnant. And every single time, he presses his hand to your stomach, caressing it softly like the baby is already there.
Diego:
He despises his father with his whole soul, but the memory of his mother is sweetly saved deep inside the most sensitive part of his brain. To be honest, Diego had never given much thought to the idea of parenthood, but after meeting you, something changed inside him.
Your kindness and soft smile makes him feel at ease. He hated it at first, but eventually, you reassured him it was okay to be vulnerable and he started to get comfortable with the idea of it. It was with you he realized how deeply hurt he was, and the warmth of your hugs woke up something inside him he thought he would never have. He wasn’t angry at the world anymore when he was with you, but he wasn’t going to allow it to take you away from him like it did with his mother.
He becomes extremely protective of you, while still being sweet in his own, damaged way. It’s when you have sex with him he makes sure to take the best care of you but he gets carried away. He has chosen you to be the mother of his children, his future wife forever and ever, so he goes wild at the thought of you being filled with his seed. Diego is the best, the number one, and in his eyes you are just the best woman in the entire universe, so he will make sure you are forever his. The idea of you having his baby inside makes him go crazy. He would pound you into the next week while making sure you know how special you are with his affection.
Funny Valentine:
He does it for power, nothing else. Sure, he does claim he loves you, but it’s the knowledge you are not going to be able to escape from him if he impregnates you what most turns him on.
It’s whomever makes the first move, whoever takes the napkin, who rules the world. If he’s the one to take your virginity and make you swollen with his offspring, he wins. He’s the President, he’s the one in charge. Valentine doesn't care if you disagree, he’s already decided on how it’s going to go, and you have no say on it. He wants, he demands, to see you filled with him and he’ll take it in his own hands to make it a reality. The idea of you being round, aching, carrying his child makes his dick throb inside his pants in anticipation.
yeah sorry i couldn’t stop myself from requesting another thing 😭😭
🥟 anon back to annoy you further my queen
yeahh uhhh i’ll have one plate of NSFW jofoe headcanons with a really shy reader who struggles to do things like keep eye contact, limit their… noises, etc
i’m sorry im too freaky for my own good you should put me down LMFAOOA 😭😭 i promise this is the last request for now. im sending you love and hugs rn, make sure you’re taking care of yourself and taking breaks ❤️❤️
⋆.𐙚 ̊ jofoes with a shy!reader !
Pairing: jofoes x reader
Content: jofoes with a reader just cant seem to keep eye contact or keep their voice down...
A/n: Haii 🥟 anon 😈 thank you for another amazing request ! AND DW ABOUT REQUESTING TOO MUCH I LOVE DOING REQUESTSS
Dio⸝⸝
⤷ He hates when you don't look him in the eyes while he's deep inside you.
- He'll grab your chin, forcing you to look up at him.
- As for the noise, he loves to hear it, so he's pinning your hand against the sheet so that you can't cover your mouth.
- He purposefully thrusts a little harder so that you can't help but let out a moan or a yelp.
- He loves the sounds you make. It boosts his ego, so he does everything he can so that you'll get louder; he loves that shit.
Kars⸝⸝
⤷ He analyzes everything, the way you move, squirm, and even the way your chest heaves up and down rapidly.
- He's calm and steady as he cups your face, yet his grip is firm.
- He wants to analyze every little bit of your face.
- He takes you trying to hold your sounds in as a challenge.
- He's going to do what it takes to find the right spot that will make you grip his back and cry out uncontrollably.
Kira⸝⸝
⤷ Unlike the others, Kira doesn't mind that you're quiet. Maybe it's because he likes the quiet life.
- Kira loves to at least know that when he's fucking you, it's good to the point where you can barely contain your sounds.
- He loves watching your hands cover your mouth, palms facing upwards. As for eye contact, he doesn't mind that either.
- It gives him a chance to really look at you when you're in a state like this.
Diavolo⸝⸝
⤷ God, those whimpers; he craves them.
- He wants to hear more; he needs it.
- He's tossing your hands to the side, pinning them above your head.
- Diavolo craves that desire to dominate, so when you do look at him, he takes that as you submitting to him.
- He may like that you're submitting to him, but as much as he likes that, he wants you to see what he's doing to you.
Doppio⸝⸝
⤷ He immediately thinks something is wrong if you try to hold in your whimpers.
- He's constantly asking if he's doing alright, because he can't hear you.
- He's all whimpering while he moves your hand away from your mouth, thrusting fast like he just can't help himself.
- He'll gently cup your face, pushing you to look at him even if it's just for a second.
- Somehow that only makes him wanna go faster.
Pucci⸝⸝
⤷ He wants to hear every whine, every plea for him to keep going; he just wants to know that he's making you feel good.
- If you're covering your mouth, he'll just take your hand, kissing the back of it and pressing it into the mattress.
- He honestly gets a little whiny when you try and hold back the sounds that he's helping you make.
- He already treats you as something sacred, so it's only natural that he hears you.
- He NEEDS eye contact; it gets him off. Just the thought of you making eye contact with him as he's slowly pounding into your walls gets him beyond hard.
- If you're not looking at him, he's begging you to, gently guiding your face towards his own.
👽 anon returning because I got hit by an idea before bed! Jojos and Jofoes love triangle! Aside from their part's plots they'd also be fighting to win reader's heart! (No I am not greedy, I just like attention lol)
This is less a rivalry and more a moral battle for your affection.
Jonathan approaches you with warmth and sincerity. He brings flowers, offers his arm when walking, and treats you like someone precious. Dio?
Dio is the complete opposite.
He leans against doorways watching Jonathan court you like it's a show meant to amuse him. “Tell me,” Dio says one evening, voice smooth as velvet. “Do you truly prefer a man who worships you… or one who could give you the world?”
Jonathan’s jaw tightens immediately. “You should leave them alone, Dio.” Dio smirks, his eyes never leaving Jonathan “Oh? Are you afraid they might choose me?”
Jonathan isn’t afraid. But the way your eyes flick between them makes him nervous. Because Dio doesn’t just flirt.
He hunts.
Jonathan wants your love.
Dio wants your devotion.
Kars vs Joseph:
Joseph’s method of romance is simple:
Chaos.
He flirts constantly, tells dumb jokes, and tries to impress you with ridiculous Hamon tricks.
“Watch this!” he says proudly, lighting a spoon on fire.
You clap politely.
Kars watches from across the room like a disapproving god.
“You court them like a clown,” Kars finally says.
Joseph gasps.
“A clown?? This is charm!”
Kars approaches you instead, calm and elegant.
He kneels slightly, taking your hand with unsettling grace.
“If you wish to see the world, I could show you civilizations older than humanity.”
Joseph sputters.
“HEY THAT'S CHEATING— YOU'RE LIKE 10,000 YEARS OLD!”
Kars doesn’t even acknowledge him.
Because unlike Joseph’s loud affection, Kars’ attention feels dangerously intense.
Joseph makes you laugh.
Kars makes your heart race.
Josuke vs Kira:
Josuke’s crush is obvious.
He gets flustered, buys you snacks, and punches anyone who makes you uncomfortable.
“Anyone bothering you?” he asks immediately.
Kira watches this like a man studying insects.
His attraction to you is quieter.
Controlled.
He admires your hands when you gesture while talking.
The shape of your fingers.
The way you hold things.
One day he calmly tells you:
“You have beautiful hands.”
Josuke nearly explodes.
“WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT THEIR HANDS LIKE THAT?!”
Kira simply adjusts his tie.
“I appreciate aesthetics.”
Josuke drags you away immediately.
“Don't listen to that guy!”
But unfortunately for him…
Kira’s calm composure has its own strange charm.
Giorno vs Diavolo
This rivalry is dangerous.
Giorno treats you with quiet devotion.
His attention is gentle, protective, sincere.
“You deserve peace,” he tells you.
Then there’s Diavolo.
You rarely see him.
But when you do…
His gaze is intense enough to make the air feel heavy.
“You interest me,” he says one night.
Giorno steps between you immediately.
“You should leave.”
Diavolo smiles faintly.
“I merely wished to see what captivated my successor.”
Giorno’s voice becomes ice.
“You will not involve them in this.”
Diavolo only chuckles.
Because if there’s one thing he enjoys…
It’s watching Giorno lose composure.
Jolyne vs Pucci
Jolyne flirts like a gremlin.
She steals your hoodie.
Sits too close.
Smirks whenever you blush.
“Relax,” she says. “I'm just being friendly.”
Pucci watches from the background with unnerving calm.
Unlike the others, Pucci sees your relationship as destiny.
“You and I were meant to meet,” he tells you quietly.
Jolyne nearly throws something at him.
“STOP SAYING WEIRD CULT STUFF TO THEM.”
Pucci only smiles slightly.
Because he genuinely believes it.
Jolyne wants to date you.
Pucci believes the universe itself arranged your meeting.
Johnny vs Valentine
Johnny is awkward with feelings.
He stares.
Gets jealous easily.
And absolutely refuses to admit he likes you.
Valentine?
Valentine is extremely confident.
“My dear,” he says smoothly, kissing your hand.
“You deserve someone capable of protecting your future.”
Johnny rolls his eyes.
“Yeah because dating the president isn't suspicious at all.”
Valentine smiles politely.
Johnny mutters to Gyro later:
“I swear he's flirting like he's campaigning.”
Gappy vs Tooru
Gappy approaches romance with pure confusion.
He studies relationships like a science experiment.
“Is this… flirting?” he asks while holding your hand.
You shrug.
“Maybe.”
Tooru appears whenever things seem peaceful.
He leans against walls like he’s always been there.
So Joestars/Jojos with a significant other whose main form of showing love is buying them gifts and presents. A Partner who learns their likes + interests just to buy stuff similar just to show their affection even if their partner insists they don’t have to buy so much for them and tells them to stop
sure, hope you enjoy ^^ ♡
edit: i misread and thought u said joestars/jofoes lol sorry, i wrote more characters than u asked for 😭😭
Jonathan Joestar
Jonathan notices the pattern almost immediately, but he doesn’t say anything at first because he thinks it’s incredibly sweet that you put so much thought into what he likes.
The first time you give him a gift related to something he casually mentioned weeks ago, he’s genuinely stunned that you remembered.
He’s the type who feels a little guilty receiving so much, so he’ll try to repay you with gestures rather than objects, like writing heartfelt letters or planning proper outings. Still, every gift you give him ends up carefully stored, cleaned, and preserved like a treasure.
What really gets to him is knowing you study his interests just to make him happy. He starts making sure to talk about the things he likes more openly, not because he wants more gifts, but because he loves the way your face lights up when you realize you found something perfect for him.
Joseph Joestar
Joseph acts like he has no idea what you’re doing, but he absolutely notices that every gift somehow matches his interests perfectly.
He’ll joke about you spoiling him rotten, but he secretly brags about it to everyone he knows.
If you buy him something related to one of his hobbies, he’ll immediately start using it in the most dramatic way possible just to show how much he likes it. He also starts purposely mentioning random things he likes just to see if you’ll pick up on it, and when you do, he gets this smug, proud look like he just proved something.
Deep down it makes him feel really loved because he knows you pay attention to every little detail about him. He keeps even the dumb gifts because to him they’re proof that you listen to him more than anyone else does.
Jotaro Kujo
Jotaro pretends he doesn’t care, but he notices every single thing you give him.
At first he thinks it’s unnecessary, and he’ll mutter that you don’t need to keep buying him stuff, but he never actually tells you to stop.
The fact that the gifts always match his interests perfectly makes it impossible for him to brush off. If you give him something related to marine biology, music, detective novels, or anything he mentioned once in passing, he gets quiet for a moment because he realizes you were paying attention the whole time. He keeps everything, even if he acts like he forgot about it.
The more you do it, the more protective he gets of you, because to him that kind of effort means you care more than most people. He won’t say thank you every time, but you’ll notice he uses the things you buy him more than anything else he owns.
Josuke Higashikata
Josuke loves it immediately. He’ll get excited every single time you show up with something, even if it’s small.
The fact that you specifically look for things you know he likes makes him feel understood in a way he’s not used to. If you buy him anything related to fashion, games, or other stuff he talked about liking, he’ll go on and on about how perfect it is.
He also starts doing the same thing back, but in a more impulsive way, like buying you random things the moment he sees them. He tells everyone that you’re the best partner ever because you actually pay attention to him.
Sometimes he’ll purposely talk about things he likes just because he knows you’ll remember later, and he finds that really cute. He keeps all the gifts, even the silly ones, and refuses to throw anything away.
Giorno Giovanna
Giorno notices the pattern very quickly, but he doesn’t bring it up right away because he wants to understand your intentions. Once he realizes you’re doing it purely to show affection, he finds it incredibly touching.
He’s used to people giving him things for power or status, so the fact that your gifts are based on what he personally likes means more than he lets on.
If you buy him something connected to his interests, he’ll hold onto it carefully and keep it somewhere safe. He also starts paying closer attention to what you like in return, because he wants to show love in a way you understand.
He doesn’t need expensive gifts, but the thought behind them makes him feel valued. Over time, he begins subtly mentioning things he enjoys, not to get more, but because he likes knowing you’re listening.
Jolyne Cujoh
Jolyne notices the pattern after the third or fourth time you hand her something that perfectly matches one of her interests, and she immediately calls you out on it in the most amused way possible. She’ll narrow her eyes, grin, and ask how the hell you keep finding stuff she actually likes, because she knows she only mentioned half of those things once.
When she realizes you’ve been paying attention on purpose just so you can buy her things that make her happy, she gets this soft, touched look she tries to hide by joking about you being a stalker. She absolutely loves it though, especially when the gifts are things she can wear, decorate with, or mess with when she’s bored.
She starts purposely talking about stuff she likes just to see if you’ll remember later, and when you do, she gets really smug about it, like she trained you or something.
Even if she teases you, she keeps every gift, and the ones she likes most end up being used all the time because she likes the feeling that you picked them out just for her.
Johnny Joestar
Johnny is confused at first because he’s not used to someone showing affection that way.
When you start giving him things based on his interests, he gets suspicious, wondering why you’re going out of your way for him. Once he realizes you do it because you care, it hits him harder than he expected.
He keeps every gift close, even if it’s something small, because to him it feels like proof that someone chose him on purpose.
If you buy him something related to horses, racing, or anything he mentioned liking, he gets quiet but noticeably softer. He starts talking more about his interests without realizing it, and Gyro definitely notices. He may not always react loudly, but the way he looks at you when you hand him something thoughtful says everything.
Josuke Higashikata (Gappy)
Josuke doesn’t realize what you’re doing at first, but once he notices that every gift somehow matches something he likes, he gets really curious about how much you pay attention to him.
He keeps all the gifts in his room and looks at them more often than he admits.
Since he struggles with his identity, the fact that you learn his preferences on purpose makes him feel more real somehow. He starts wanting to learn everything about you too, just so he can return the feeling. He also thinks your gifts might help him figure out who he was in the past.
Jodio Joestar
Jodio immediately realizes what you’re doing, and he thinks it’s cute. He’s not used to people caring enough to study his interests, so every time you give him something that fits his taste perfectly, he just stares at you for a second like he’s trying to figure you out.
He won’t make a big deal out of it in front of others, but when you’re alone he’ll admit he likes that you pay attention to him like that.
He likes the idea that you’re listening that closely.
He keeps the things you buy, even if he pretends they’re not important. To him, your gifts feel less like objects and more like proof that you chose him specifically.
Dio
Dio notices immediately, of course. The fact that every gift you give him perfectly matches his tastes makes him realize you’ve been studying him, and he finds that extremely pleasing.
He sees it as devotion, and he absolutely encourages it without saying so directly. If you bring him something luxurious or something connected to his interests, he accepts it like it’s his right, but the look he gives you afterward is softer than usual.
To him, your gifts are proof of loyalty, and he keeps the ones he likes most somewhere private.
He may act like he expects it, but deep down he enjoys knowing your affection shows in such a deliberate way.
Kars
Kars finds your habit fascinating. At first he thinks it’s just human behavior, but when he realizes you specifically learn his interests just to give him things he likes, he becomes genuinely intrigued.
He’s not someone who needs possessions, but the effort behind your gifts catches his attention. If you bring him something related to nature, science, or anything he finds beautiful, he actually keeps it instead of discarding it.
He starts watching you more closely, noticing how carefully you observe him to figure out what he enjoys.
Your way of showing love makes him see you as far more perceptive than most humans.
Yoshikage Kira
Kira notices the pattern almost immediately, and it makes him nervous at first because he doesn’t like people paying too much attention to him. But when he realizes your gifts are always harmless things related to what he likes, he slowly starts to relax.
If you give him something connected to his routines or hobbies, he feels strangely comforted by it.
He keeps the gifts neatly organized and takes very good care of them. The fact that you quietly learn his preferences without making a scene fits perfectly with the kind of life he wants.
Over time, he starts to appreciate your habit more than he expected, because it makes him feel understood without forcing him to explain himself. He may never say it directly, but your thoughtful gifts make you one of the few people he actually feels at ease with.
Diavolo
Diavolo is suspicious at first. He wonders how you know so much about him.
Once he understands that you’ve been paying attention on purpose, he finds it strangely comforting, even if he doesn’t admit it. He isn’t used to affection that isn’t tied to fear or power, so your gifts feel unfamiliar but not unwelcome.
If you give him something he genuinely likes, he keeps it somewhere private where no one else can touch it.
Your way of showing love makes him feel like you know him without threatening him.
Pucci
Pucci notices your habit quickly and understands the meaning behind it right away.
The fact that you study his interests just to make him happy feels very sincere to him. He accepts your gifts politely, but he treasures them more than he shows.
If you give him books, music, or anything connected to his beliefs, he takes it as proof that you truly listen to him.
He starts being more open about the things he likes because he enjoys the feeling of being understood. To him, your gifts feel almost symbolic, like small acts of devotion. He keeps them in perfect condition and remembers exactly when you gave each one to him.
Funny Valentine
Valentine immediately recognizes that your gifts are intentional, and he finds it very charming that you go out of your way to learn what he likes. People usually give him things out of obligation, so the personal thought behind yours stands out.
If you bring him something related to his interests or his work, he thanks you formally but with a warmer tone than usual.
He keeps everything carefully stored, treating each gift like something meaningful rather than disposable. He also starts paying closer attention to what you like, because he believes affection should be returned properly.
The fact that you show love through effort rather than words makes him respect you more, and he becomes noticeably softer with you than with anyone else.
Diego Brando
Diego notices almost immediately, and he definitely teases you about it. He’ll smirk and ask if you’ve been spying on him when you give him something that perfectly matches his interests.
But even while he’s making fun of you, he’s clearly pleased. He likes knowing you pay that much attention to him.
He gets this smug, satisfied look like he won something. He actually keeps the gifts he likes the most, even if he pretends he doesn’t care.
Your habit makes him feel important, like he’s worth studying, and that’s something he secretly loves.
Tooru
Tooru figures it out very quickly, and instead of being surprised, he finds it adorable that you go to such lengths just to make him happy.
He notices that every gift somehow matches his tastes perfectly, and he realizes you’ve been paying close attention to everything he says.
He starts mentioning things he likes on purpose cause he honestly likes getting free stuff, and when you do, he gives you that amused smile like he expected it.
He keeps the gifts he likes most somewhere private, even if he acts casual about it. Tooru enjoys the feeling that you’re always thinking about him, even when he’s not around. It makes him feel like he’s constantly on your mind, and he finds that more satisfying than he’d ever admit.
Warnings: Smut, voyeurism, menstrual blood play… bunch of stuff going on here. 😉
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Jotaro
Jotaro loves rough sex. He loves you being helpless and dazed as he thrusts into you, claiming your body. He might even degrade you but in a praising way, like calling you a “good slut.” He’s not one for foreplay, he just wants to fuck you silly, but when you’re done he’ll kiss you on the head and tell you how good you are for him, and make sure he helps you recover.
Rohan
Rohan loves your body, every part of it. He worships it, and always wants to sketch you during sex. He draws picture perfect images of your naked body and your most private parts (his favorite is a sketch of your dripping pussy) and he often stops in the middle of the act to capture your expression or how you look in a certain position. He keeps them all for his eyes only, and usually masturbates to them when you’re not around.
Kakyoin
Noriaki Kakyoin loves two things most of all: voyeurism and your tits. He gets off on just watching you pleasure yourself, even more so if he’s hiding somewhere, like peeking from a doorway or inside a closet. When he’s not roleplaying being a pervert, he loves giving your breasts attention. He’ll lick them, suck them, bury his face in them… he can’t get enough. He could cum just looking at them.
Kira
Kira loves your hands, of course. You’re the lucky woman he didn’t want to kill for her hands because you’re just so pretty and good at using them. He loves handjobs; just start touching his cock and he’s putty. He loves it when you jack him off with one hand, while the other stays in his mouth, him sucking on your soft fingers as he moans pathetically. He prefers handjobs over fucking, but he will occasionally make love to you as long as your hands are running all over him the whole time. Other than that, he typically just watches, getting hard, as you finger yourself.
Dio
Dio is a vampire, so he obviously loves blood. If you’re not into him gently slicing your skin to get a taste, he will be disappointed, but he will remain patient and wait for your time of the month, and when that time comes, he simply cannot pull himself away from between your legs. No matter how disgusted or self conscious you feel, he will lap up your menstrual blood like it’s nectar, making you cum over and over. He usually concludes his feast by rubbing some of the blood on himself, particularly on his cock, and finishing all over you. The only thing he likes almost as much as your blood is threesomes; expect lots of wild nights sharing him with Mariah or Vanilla Ice.
Johnathan
Johnathan is a perfect gentleman… in public. In private he loves ravaging you with kisses all over your body and rips your clothes away, unable to contain himself. He loves doing it in every position, and he adores when you let him push his massive cock all the way in. But his favorite thing is hearing how vocal you are as he fucks you. Your sweet, pathetic cries and moans of pleasure are music to his ears. He secretly wants the whole household to hear how good he’s making you feel.
Kars
Kars loves how pathetic you are. The way you beg for his cock, such a puny, silly human. He never understands why you ask for it, then complain the entire time about how big he is and how it kind of hurts, but he loves it. He especially loves taking you from behind, pounding your tight hole as he watches your ass bounce. He often buries his face in your crack, licking and moaning. He will request that you sit on his face, and you do so without question, grinding against him.
Joseph
Joseph loves semi-public activities. If you’re in a location with all adults, like a bar or a late night party, he’ll sneak a hand up your skirt to rub your clit or put a hand up your blouse to fondle your breasts. After some of this foreplay, he takes you to a more secluded area like an empty room and fucks you quickly. It’s always fun, but it’s even more fun when someone sees you. You never stop, you just keep at it, feeling more turned on. Occasionally someone will ask to join in, and you’ll both usually say yes. Joseph also loves sharing you with Caeser, so get ready for long nights of three way fun.
A/N ; heh… this was my first writing post….. what do we think….. sorry that's cringe as fuck welcome to my new blog 😭😭😭😭 keep in mind that when you send requests in please do not expect them to be as many (15) as there are here, this is just me showing off my writing skills to give you a taste. I HOPE THIS IS GOOD ENOUGH FOR THE JJBA COMMUNITY
DIO BRANDO ;
honestly? he thinks it's pathetic. those… those creatures on your massive bed are worthless rags, and you treat them like ancient pieces of history? please. he could quite literally give you anything in the world and all you care about is them.
pre-vampire him probably would've been fine with one—but then it was two, and then it was 14, and then it was 70+. give him a fucking break. the number of times you've caught him carelessly tossing a small section of your stuffed animal collection out of the balcony window was not funny. you weren't laughing.
it's not that much of an issue. maybe he's digging too deep into the way that you hold and kiss every single one of the plush animals before retreating to slumber. maybe it's the fact that you look so remarkably vulnerable that it worries him. maybe he's being paranoid, jealous—
jealous? yeah fucking right. whatever.
when he became a vampire, nothing really changed at first.
dio loved how obedient you were in following him rather than that pathetic JoJo—you were his lover after all, and he was ecstatic to see you leave all your belongings behind to live with him in this gorgeous, tall mansion to provide him with all your love… until he saw your surplus amount of pure fluff and beady eyes on your shared king-size bed.
he's a vampire. it's not like he needed to sleep. what did he care if he couldn't hold you or feel your warm skin under his? dio doesn't care. why the fuck would he, the dio brando, care? even if you strangled him, there's no possible way in hell he's ever admitting that he wanted to replace the stuffed cat you coddled every night. although, he can never truly hide anything fully. you find out faster than he wanted.
you love teasing him about his envy when you would cling to a plushie tightly instead of his arm. that pissed him off to no end. you're out here cupping his cheeks and giving him warm kisses to make up for it, though. he has to forgive you.
wherever you're not looking, he's kicking the SHIT out of the inanimate creatures that just so happen to fall off the bed. into the fireplace you little bitch.
"Worthless. What exactly does my lover find more enticing about you rather then me?"
dio finds himself insulting and talking to the plushies more then he should be. go figure. he hates just how much he hates them—he shouldn't be envious over a bunch of cotton and fabric. it makes him want to step out into the sun when you catch him having a heated argument with your stuffed elephant after you gave it a kiss good morning rather than him.
if you happen to ask for more fluff-balls to add to your collection? he'll be irritated for weeks. still, he loves you too much to deny you the pleasure of giving you gold and riches to go out into town and buy yourself more.
insists that the more stuffed animals you get, the more attention you must provide to him.
"My dear, now is hardly the time to be coddling those things. Come now—if you need something to hold on to, let me be your safety. Sounds like a good deal, hmm?"
most certainly throws all of the plushies on his side of the bed off (when he does sleep), despite how upset it makes you. but who needs all of those childish toys when you could have this giant hunk of a man who is practically a huge (freaky, sexy) teddy bear?
KARS ;
he doesn't really see the need for such trivial little things. all they do is get in his way when he's walking into your shared chambers—why would you possibly want these things around? why so many?
(assuming you're a human, one that he tolerates more than anyone) humans have always been such confusing things to kars, but out of every single one he's laid eyes on, let alone met, you are by far the weirdest.
if you were to be a fellow pillarman, he would be more fed up then ever. you have so many other things to worry about—worshiping him—that you shouldn't even give these pieces of cotton and yarn the light of day.
he's in love with you regardless, plushies or not of course. he could care way less then he does.
kars doesn't get jealous easily, even when watching you give a million smooches to a simple stuffed dog. but he does think of it as foolish.
"Dearest, must you distract yourself from our time together? This is of utmost importance to our courtship. If you feel the overwhelming desire to hold something, I am right here. Now put down the stuffed creature, or I might have to rip it to shreds."
he gets annoyed when he trips over a pile of the loved plushies—but, contrary to both your and the other pillarmens beliefs, he's more tolerant to them then you thought. he might pick a few of them up and toss them onto the bed carelessly. if he misses, he misses. if they land perfectly, then he gives himself a little smirk and goes off to brag to you. esidisi, wamuu, and santana never thought that they would see such a side of him. it's definitely the softer one. don't let that fool you, though—he is still fully on guard to the point of slicing a dust bunny.
hates to say it, but he finds it terribly cute of you to lay down on one of your giant teddy bears, or simply a pile of fluffy goodness. something about seeing you so affectionate and willing to carelessly give your love to just objects makes his heart beat faster. you just look so… perfect, like you usually do.
that's too embarrassing. forget he said anything.
kars is the ultimate being—he is above hatred. but if you were to express disinterest in a certain plush, he absolutely will tear it to shreds for you. he might make a bit of a fuss out of it, but anything to have you cling onto him the way you do after he does something you want. (he's a simple god. all he's saying as that he enjoys your touch when you're feeling clingy. that's it). on the rare occasion that you come to dislike one of the many animals on your bed, he's more then happy to get rid of it.
"Am I supposed to dispose of this one? I didn't like it in the first place. Good riddance," he'll scoff, the smooth of his muscular arm shifting into a sharp blade that immediately rips into the ugly stuffed animal. "Now that that is taken care of, I'm thoroughly bored. Let us embrace, yes? I'm much warmer then that thing."
physically changes his body heat to resemble one of a birds, making himself almost too hot. still, as much as you hate to admit it, your lips feel significantly warmer on his bare chest, neck, and face, as compared to one of your stuffed animals.
you couldn't possibly ask for more, kars believes, until you ask him for a large rabbit plushie the size AND cost of your house.
he doesn't even give you money. he just goes out and takes it from an expensive store at night. you don't have to know, even when you interrogate him—what is this, 20 questions??
regarding the plushies on his side of the bed (which only happens when you're angry), he won't lash out like he does with other people. he'll be mad as fuck, but he knows you'll probably shoot and kill him (somehow) if he throws all of them out the window. esidisi, wamuu, and santana have never in their lives seen kars neatly pick up the stack and put the stuffed animals on the loveseat with so much care. he's never doing that again out of pure embarrassment after he was caught.
ESIDISI ;
he's way more lenient then kars. if anything, he encourages your habit—he can't say no to you. even if it means it takes him a little more time to get to you in your room, stepping over every plushie cautiously, he's more then happy to acknowledge all of them.
esidisi is buying you (stealing) more when he has the chance. as rough as he seems, he can't resist the look on your face whenever he sees your eyes light up from the sight of a new creature for the collection.
often teases you about how you could possibly divide your love up for all of them. surely all of your love goes to him, but what are the measurements for the amount of love you give to each plush? unless you adore favoritism. he can't complain, after all—you get special treatment regardless of what species you are (human or pillarman).
if you're human, he absolutely sees this as another reason why humans are weak and need to be protected—you can't go a day without wanting to hold one of the animals. but, then again, that's what he supposes he likes about you. you aren't as vunerable as he first thought, and you certainly put him in his place when you beat his ass over calling you a weak little human. you have more of his respect then he's willing to admit.
if you're a pillarman, he honestly admires you. a true warrior like you isn't ashamed to show off the things they love. then again, how can you not be embarrassed with such… odd creatures?
esidisi compares how much you love your plushies to how much he loves you. he'll say that it's like your his own little stuffed animal, one he gets to squeeze and hug and kiss with ease—until kars or wamuu is around. he might be open with his affections, but there's no possible way he would do the shit he does when his lord is around.
he 100% gets more jealous then the others might. he is the type to love and care for your plushies just as much as you do, but the second he sees you holding a little giraffe at night instead of him? gone. you don't see that plushie until a few days later when you find it in the garden coated messily in soil.
"It had no purpose. You already have something to cherish, I am right here, am I not? The next time you are cold or seeking affection, I will always be around for you. Now, come here, my beloved, return to your lovers arms."
when you finally pick him over the plushies over time, it's like his world stopped. he doesn't even need to sleep, but the sensation of your cool skin against his warm makes him want to smother you with love.
esidisi's first instinct when it comes to kars threatening (or maybe even doing it) to throw out your worthless stuffed creatures, is to argue. of course, that never really turns out well. after one second, this man is on his knees begging and pleading his lord to keep your plushies. not only did he embarrass himself, he managed to embarrass both you and kars. kars partially hates you after that; he fully thinks you made esidisi too fucking weak for his own good.
you never forget the names of the plushies—but he does. he almost starts tearing up when he realizes he got Dave The Pig's name wrong.
"It wasn't intentional! His name is Dave, I knew that. I would—" Esidisi sniffles, pounding his fist against the bedside table in frustration, "—I would never forget!"
you're too in love with him. he's so much more of a sweetheart then you initially believed. the second you're upset with him regarding your stuffed animals, he's so quick to do a 180 and apologize. kars openly speaks about his disappointment in his fellow pillarman for this behavior, but that just means that he does it more in private.
if you want more? done. you don't even say what you want—he just pulls up after five minutes holding a batch of brand new plushies that just got restocked. good for you. good for you.
when his side of the bed, which he doesn't need in the first place, is covered in plush creatures, he finds your behavior more cute than ridiculous.
WAMUU ;
wamuu doesn't necessarily have a big opinion on it—he loves you until the heat death and worships you to the same degree as lord kars—but he understands your feelings and constantly validates them.
he understands the feeling of needing to care for something. it's nowhere near comparable to his dedication to obeying esidisi and kars, but it's a bit similar in the aspect that you both have things you care for excessively.
if you were human, kars and esidisi would absolutely disapprove of your relationship. of course, they have their own guilty pleasures too, so the least they could do was be lenient with allowing you to live, but that didn't stop their dislike from you. especially when you have a million plushies, almost as if you were a child. they look down upon wamuu for falling in love with such a feeble-acting human. only children had "stuffed animals."
if you were a pillarman, you're getting worshipped like you created the universe. but that's not the point. as a pillarman, wamuu would think that maintaining your strength and knowledge was the most important part. but you were nothing like him and the others, which he heavily admired you for. he considers your plushies to be your children, and everybody is sickly aware of when he embraces that.
wamuu doesn't get jealous easy, i would say. if he were to see you snuggling up to one of your stuffed animals, all he would do is stare in admiration, if anything. you're so gentle it makes him all warm inside. as kars would say; Ew.
he acknowledges and respects what time you want what. if you want to hold and kiss him? he's more then happy to oblige. if you would prefer in the moment to cuddle up to one of your million plushies, he'll nod and act as if nothing was happening.
"My love, what would you prefer tonight—oh. Forgive me, I suppose that's already answered," Wamuu smiles lightly at the way you clung onto him like a koala. You expect, and earn, a few kisses to your hands. "Is there anything else I can do?"
wamuu memorizes every name openly. he knows exactly what each plushie is, when you got them, what their name is; all the works.
treats all of them with respect as if they were equal to him. he would probably pick them up from their scruff or behind, observing them for a fair minute before patting its head when no one's looking. addresses and mentions the stuffed animals in basic conversation that makes you and the pillarman do multiple double-takes.
he notices the little things that might be future issues, as well as fixing them before you notice. sometimes there are stains of melted chocolate or juice—wait, what spill? already gone. plushie is squeaky clean.
oh, what's that? you want another? yeah. it's already on your bed. there's nothing this man wouldn't do—he even stole (or made by himself) little clothes to put on him he bare plush. all he needs as a "thank you" is a kiss and mayhaps even the privilege of naming it himself.
"What name are we thinking of, my love? Anything you come up with will be great, as always. I'm glad to be of assistance if you need ideas."
he doesn't get mad at your plushies—that's just childish. besides, he treats them as he treats you, so why would he ever treat them poorly?
aside from that one time where a plushie fell off the shelf and landed in your tea. we don't talk about that. the violence was perfectly consensual.
for whenever he comes to your room for a night of cuddles he earned, seeing his side coated in plush little critters due to you being mad at him, wamuu has to admit he's disappointed. but, he respects your silent wishes, and tucks the blanket over your shoulder a bit more before staying up once more to keep watch of the mansion. in the case where he needs a break or a breather, he will instead rest on the couch or loveseat rather than wake you up.
DIO ;
he's a grown ass man. he really doesn't care about your plushie habit as much as he would've all those years ago when he first became a vampire. whatever makes you happy makes him happy, even if he has to kick those little shits to the side sometimes. aside from that, he might even say he finds them cute.
he wouldn't be with you in the first place if he didn't respect you in one way or another. sure, your actions are kind of childish to him, but we all have our weird hobbies, right? either way, i think that the fact that he's a vampire lessens his anger with having your plushies hang around. he can just float over them.
dio absolutely hates the ones with the hard eyes. fucking despises them. also the itty bitty ones that he could swallow in one gulp. they get in the way all the time, and somehow the ones with the annoying beady eyes end up shattering everywhere because he gets so fed up with them that he breaks them. sucks to suck.
if you're a human, which is very unlikely, he'd have to get use to the fact that you can leave whenever you want into the sun and steal all of his money (consensually) just to return to the mansion with 30 different plush toys.
"Hm, dear, you're back? Do tell me, how was the sun today?" DIO chuckles lightly, a hand running through your hair as you proudly show off your new snake plush. "Yes, yes, I see Mister Venomous. Vanilla Ice will find a place for him."
poor vanilla ice. the majority of his orders nowadays, not regarding the crusaders, are finding places for your varying stuffed animals. if you find one in a place you don't like it? you can hear him being bitch-slapped from 17 rooms away. poor thing.
if you're a vampire, he supposes he'll hire some of his stand users and force them to buy whatever plushies you desire. he'd never make you go out into the sun—that's barbaric. anything for you, his one and only true love, immortal together.
…your plushies are there too, he guesses.
he will get fed up fast if you decide to snuggle against one of your massive stuffed animals instead of him—sure, he's cold (he's a dead body), but is his chest not good enough for you? he's the most powerful person on the planet and you dare to not want him? at that point he'll literally order vanilla ice to transfer all of the plushies off the bed while he grabs you and "falls asleep" holding you in a suffocating grip.
that's not jealousy, btw, that's just pure anger. well, maybe part of it is jealousy, but is it really jealousy if all he wants is the love and respect he, lord dio, deserves?
he doesn't care much for the demeaning names of your plushies, but if a servant ever criticizes them? fucking dead. or just severely threatened in a few rare situations.
"Hol Horse… my partner took time and effort into nursing these stuffed creatures. Do you have anything more negative you would like to say about them? Please. Do not make me repeat myself. I'm sure the maggots would love your vile, disgusting flesh. Better yet, Vanilla Ice would."
dio finds himself oddly curious sometimes. you'll be sitting on his lap, arms wrapped around his beefy neck, yapping about the lore of the most recent plushies you got. some bullshit about divorces and love triangles… at this point, he's not ashamed to be nodding along. who needs books when he has you?
he's all for giving you his riches to buy more to your ever-growing collection—in the morning when you wake up, even one dream about an animal or creature is enough for him to send out a stand user to buy one for you. you don't even have to ask—and even when you do—it's always there, pristine, spotless, and always ready for cuddles.
if your bed is crowded with so many plushies he doesn't have any space? he moves you. this bitch scoops you up and moves you to another bedroom to cuddle with him there. you brought this upon yourself. you know he hates when you don't depend on him. he's not mad about you hogging the bed—it all ends the same way (you being trapped in a choking vice grip). that's something for younger him to get mad about.
KIRA YOSHIKAGE ;
when he first took his place as your husband, he thought your collecting habit was a bit odd. but really, he isn't one to be judging. what does bug him is the way you just lay your plushies all over the place. his question is; why the hell are the duckling plushies separated from one another?
he could care less about what you do in your free time, honestly. kira is only focused on himself, of course, but he gets all itchy when he sees your stuffed animals in different positions every day. it makes him want to kill you already.
too bad. he's stuck with you until he gets lucky and finds a new, saner partner.
aside from your little (massive) habit, life with him isn't all too strange. he's not very open to your affections, not that you need him in the first place. honestly, the stuffed animals were a win for him—you allowed yourself to be more distracted, and he didn't have to give up more than a quarter of effort into giving you love.
and then… oh! yikes. your hands come into the equation. it's the night he comes home from overtime at work, ready to conk out on your bed together. the thing that caught his attention wasn't the fact that you cleaned off his side for him kindly, but the way your hand traced circles unconsciously on the fur of one of your duck plushies. even in rest, your affection seemed to work in tandem with your unconscious body.
it's the way your fingers brushed through the cheap fur, slow and unwavering. when you stopped, it's like his heart ceased its rhythm. so, regarding envy? yeah… he's already past that stage. poor him. otherwise, he couldn't care less. surely.
kira finds himself being unnecessarily affectionate. he always gets the urge to gravitate towards hands, of course, but he can't keep himself off of you. every time you're not caressing one of your many stuffed animals, he's stealing your hands away (figuratively) from you and pressing tender kisses to them.
aside from your flawless hands, he starts thinking of you and your plushies to be endearing in your/their own little way. the way you kiss all of them good night. the way you give them all names, all 100+ of them, and somehow still remember. there's something so simple and natural about it, like a routine of sorts.
secretly memorizes all of their names with you. the serial killer isn't even aware of the fact that he addresses all of them so casually when something happens—let alone how he helps as if it's the most important thing in the world.
"Honey, Rupert Jr. fell off again, I fear. Shall you get him, or do you want me to?"
and he'll pick up the fallen soldiers, then the next thing you know, all of them are organized. although, he has a hard time picking how they should be sorted. start with the top of the food chain? no, no—that would mean the pink lion would go next to your orange shark. fuck no. color coordination? maybe… but he hated the way the polar bear was right next to the rabbit. alphabetization? too much time.
the amount of times he's been late to work because of stopping by toy stores for you is disgusting. he wants to scrunch his face up every time he steps foot in the stuffed animal isle, passing by snotty kids and picking up the plushie that looked the most spotless. of course, he took into account what your favorite brand was and what animals were your favorite. of course he did. that's what husbands did, right? he was just blending in.
kira despises himself for getting so attached to you—of course, you didn't suspect him of anything, but he would have to leave eventually. he hates the way his heart speeds up every time you smile, especially how you hold his face gently as if it's glass and press your lips to his as a thank you. it's so overwhelmingly intimate that he finds himself wanting to get you even more plushies then you ask for in the first place.
"It's no problem, hon. I couldn't say no to you if I tried," Kira would lowly chuckle, pressing your hands closer to his skin. "Say the word and I'll have more by tomorrow. How does that sound?"
on an off day, if you just so happened to be mad at him and crowd his side of the bed with plushies (mixed and out of order), he wouldn't be too terribly upset, but it would get on his nerves every time you ruined his perfect organization. you might wake up in the middle of the night after he returns home, spotting in your peripheral your husband. your loving, terribly quiet husband, who slowly organized and put every plushie back in its respective spot in the large bedroom.
DIAVOLO ;
THIS ANNOYS THE FUCK OUT OF HIM.
not only do you get so mad at him all the time for not properly transporting and moving your plushies when you're traveling, they get in his way all the time. he's comfortable with tight spaces. tiny spaces. but not when they're shoveled with your stupid fucking creatures.
yeah, yeah, he loves you—so what? they piss him off and it doesn't help that you're constantly distracting him for more. diavolo doesnt approve of your habit of course, but doppio does, and that worries him sometimes.
sometimes he gets so mad that he splits the room into two halves—your side, which you can barely move in, and his side, clear and absolutely positively walkable. he is ignoring your whines on purpose.
"Darling," Diavolo starts, his voice an aggravated growl as his eyebrows furrow. "Get your stuffed bat off of my side. I get that you're running out of room, but I set this tape down for a reason. Now let me work."
he doesn't care if it's "cute". he can't afford to have the two of you slow down at all because you left a plush or two behind. if you're lucky he'll let you take 10 with you at the end of the day.
if you ever end up settling with him—ever, which I doubt—he'd be fine with the plushies. just kind of weirded out. i don't think he would like it very much if he woke up in the middle of the night to see 50 stuffed animals glaring down at him from the top of shelves and windows. fuck that.
this bitch does not get jealous. he's too busy locking in on his glowing white computer screen. you could be kissing a plush right in front of his face and he'd just look at you so worriedly. you're just blocking his vision, he doesn't actually care that you're not giving him kisses.
he's not all kissy and cuddly anyways. you're better off with the plushies.
he hates to admit it, but when you're all tuckered out and exhausted from how much work he gives you, watching you snuggle up to those dumbass plushies you love so much is more worth it than he originally thought. diavolo finds them annoying—not you. in a way, secretly, he finds it cute. but heaven forbid he ever say that.
this man is NOT above throwing out or destroying your stuffed animals. if they get onto his side of the room more than once, they're gone. you'll probably never see them again.
he's one of the richest people on the planet. he could buy you anything you ever wanted if you asked—just… not more plushies. they piss him off too much. the only occasion he'd ever invest in those stupid little things would be your birthday or christmas/hanukkah. otherwise you're on your own sneaking some past him.
"Happy Birthday. I know I'm not usually fond of celebrating or whatever… it's not usually worth my time. But I guess you deserve a new one of your, uhm, toys? If it makes you happy… then I guess we can let it stick around a while. But don't get used to this. Alright—let's transfer locations."
one time you tried to clip a plush keychain onto his belt loop. he's always so tired he didn't even notice until you heard him get frustrated at you in the middle of the night. he still loves you—he loves you after decades of knowing each other. he'd be mad, but he recognizes you're just trying to mess with him and have fun. he guesses he'll let you have this moment.
you two don't usually share a bed; it's just not his thing. he's not really physical, either. so, what you'll do when your mad at him, his sleep in his bed and take up his space with your plushies. it aggravates him to no end—and he'll 100% try and sleep in your empty bed to no avail. it doesn't feel right whatsoever. at that point he won't even go to bed, he'll just stay up and pull an all-nighter doing mafia bullshit.
DOPPIO ;
he finds it cute, and then he finds it weird, and then it circles back to cute again. your collecting habit is adorable to him, but he has to admit it's kind of crazy that you spend hundreds of thousands of your his money just to buy more of these fluffy things. but they are cute!
with all the traveling he does, he worries with how diavolo might process the amount of plushies you have. but not to worry, he hoards a bunch of them in diavolos duffel bag for you. he blames you for being too stinkin' cute for your own good!!! and then diavolo wants to shoot him.
he loves all of your plushies equally. this bitch is having tea parties with them even when you're not around. to him, they're an extension of you.
"More tea for you, Lady Bubbles? Oh, what about you, Mister Electric?"
"My darling Doppio... Get back on track, please. Do not sacrifice the mission for a… tea party."
he gets jealous. yeah. you will see him sitting in the corner and pouting at you if you're bothering to cuddle and kiss one of them and not him. he has perfectly good lips for kissing.
doppio has lost count of the amount of times boss has gotten mad at him for even associating with your little hobby. he can't help it—it's almost become his hobby too! you've influenced him for better or for worse. the max he's allowed to do without getting yelled at is carrying his "phone" with him (one of your stuffed watermelon plushies).
he comes up with half of the names of your newer stuffed animals—it's a team effort. plus, his names are too good to just shake off.
he loves seeing you all cuddled up to the pile of plush toys you're allowed to have. you're adorable even when he can't indulge you at all—after all, he has to put work before anything. but then comes you, and then your plushies. if he had it his way, he'd buy you all of the plush creatures in the universe. maybe another day.
the tape that diavolo sets down? doppio tries to subtly move it sometimes, only to get yelled at. that doesn't stop him from trying sometimes, though.
sure, it gets a little crowded sometimes in whatever tight room boss transports the two of you to. but that's okay, he doesn't mind sleeping like a fucking egyptian to mold himself to fit into your bed.
he treats all of them equally, doesn't play favorites at all. they're all too cute to pick!
you love him to death and know that he's your ticket to buying more plushies. he gets yelled at, but it's for the good of the people (you)! he loves you unbearably so that he denies boss's orders sometimes just to go out of his way to buy you whatever you want. the missions aren't compromised in any possible way, so what's the harm?
"Babe, I got you this! You… uhm—I thought it'd be a great gift! Boss got a little heated at me, sure, but it was worth it, right? And there's more where that came from!"
you have a few choices. cuddle with a plushie individually and make him sad, or cuddle with him and a plushie. honestly, even when you're not cuddling with either, he's cuddling your plushies for you. he has no shame. sometimes he'll even accidentally kick you off the bed when he's trying to snuggle up to your collection (the small one, due to diavolos frustration).
you two share a bed, and you rarely ever get mad at him. so, imagine your surprise when you wake up to see this man laying where the plushies were, once covering his spot, but now on layered on top of him as he presses closer to you. he does NOT let them get in the way—he simply becomes one with them.
