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3niqma · 10 months

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𝐭𝐢 𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨? 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞.

-` 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 ´- -` 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 ´-

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠; 𝐣𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡 𝐣𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐜𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐳𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐢. ⋆｡𖦹 °✩

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐧𝐢! 𝟏𝟖+. ִ ࣪𖤐

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲; 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭.

“i think that we’re done here for today; you did very well. you’re making very quick progress.” your hamon coach, lisa lisa spoke. you have been training one on one with her, starting at 5 in the morning and ending just now at 10 am. you knew that caesar had finished his training right before you as you crossed paths on your way outside, him sending you a quick “good luck, signorina.” before he went inside, presumably immediately collapsing on his bed the minute he set foot in his room.

you were tired, but you felt a wave of pride wash over you when you heard your coach say those words to you. you have an immense amount of respect for her; she always inspires and motivates you to do better. your lips curled up into a smile, still recovering from your intense training and slightly out of breath.

“thank you, coach.” you say, taking a sip of water from the glass that stood on the table nearby. she lit a cigarette and puffed out the smoke.

“you’re free today, so do as you please.” she said as she took another drag from her cigarette. you gave her a quick nod and a quick “thank you!” as you walked off to your room, desperate for some shut-eye, and a shower. you had never taken so much time walking up a set of stairs before, but you were on the edge of collapsing.

upon entering your room, you took a good look at your bed. you were very close to just saying “fuck it.” and just get into bed immediately, but the layer of sweat on your body ultimately made you decide against it. you let out a frustrated groan and dragged your ass to the bathroom, peeled off your clothes, and hopped in the shower.

you relaxed under the warm water, all the tension releasing from your aching muscles. you were so sleepy that you had to slap yourself a few times across the face to stay awake. but somehow you managed to get out of the shower without slipping or falling asleep. you got out, dried yourself off, put some fresh loungewear on, applied face moisturizer and some deodorant, dried your hair, and decided not to style it, as you weren’t planning on going anywhere today.

if your coach gives you a day off, you better make full use of it. she really wasn’t prone to giving them a lot.

just as you were planning to wrap yourself in your sheets and drift off to dreamland, the sound of faint voices filled the room. the source of the noise came from outside. wondering what was going on, you got up and walked towards your window, which was slightly opened to let some fresh air in. once there, you fully opened the window, looking down to see the source of the noise. he was currently panting, hands placed on his knees as he was hunched over. he was in the middle of his one on one training session with his coach, and it appeared that she was not going easy on her trainee.

there stood joseph joestar, your (idiot) boyfriend. his hair was messy, the skin of his stomach that was exposed from his crop top was covered in a thin layer of sweat, his cheeks were flushed, and he was breathing heavily. it was truly a sight to behold.

your mind started to wander at the sight of him. it’s like he was sculpted by the gods themselves, standing at a whopping 6’5, broad muscular frame and a chiseled face. anyone who would encounter him would no doubt piss their pants.

don’t let those features fool you, tho; he’s actually just a big klutz. he’s adorable really—he loves to cuddle, tell stupid jokes, and will always want to impress you. he’s really a ride or die bitch.

but, aside from the fact that he’s really cute, he’s also an incredible lay. you can’t get enough of him, and he can’t get enough of you either. considering the fact that you two don’t live alone on air supplena island of course fucking is not an everyday affair. but he’ll take every chance he gets to either stuff his fingers deep inside of you or have you clench around his cock.

as you stand there, daydreaming about his cock for another 10 minutes, you accept the fact that you aren’t going to catch sleep anytime soon. you were craving something else.

leaving the window slightly opened, you return to bed, your sex throbbing with need. you immediately got to work, one hand stroking over your slit, collecting your dripping arousal. the other taking a hold of your breast, pinching your nipple between your index finger and your thumb, letting out a soft hiss at the sensation.

you insert two fingers without any trouble, starting to slowly pump in and out. you imagine it being joseph’s long skilled fingers, as he warms you up for his cock like he always did while whispering all the things he planned on doing to you in your ear. he was well endowed, to say the least, always needing some kind of preparation before he penetrated you. the stretch you always felt when he entered was addicting.

unbeknownst to you, joseph had just been done with his training. not really tho, suzie q had asked lisa lisa if she’d be interested in going shopping with her. for some magical reason, she agreed to join her, so joseph just happened to be in luck for now. considering he only had 1 hour’s worth of training, as opposed to the 5 hours you faced, he was feeling just fine. he was on his way to ask you if you wanted to grab some breakfast with him, hands stuffed in his pockets.

as he stood in front of your door, just about to barge in, he heard the faint sound of your voice coming from inside. wondering what you were up to, he was seconds away from turning the handle until he suddenly heard his name combined with a strangled moan. oh god, you were masturbating, and with him in mind no less. he felt blood traveling with lightning speed towards his cock, straining his pants painfully. he quickly placed his ear against the door so he could hear you better.

he was conflicted; it was quite an invasion of your privacy to stand here and eavesdrop, but the sounds you were making were simply divine; he couldn’t get enough. he decided to take it a step further and, as quietly as possible, open the door just enough for him to see you.

he almost came right there and then; the sight of you was intoxicating to him. your legs spread open, one of your hands desperately groping your breast and the other furiously pumping in and out of you. your face flushed, your eyes squeezed shut, and your lips slightly parted as you let out little moans and whimpers, that included his name as well.

in an instant, his hand flew to his pants, undoing his belt and unzipping them. relief washed over him as his cock finally had some more room. he palmed himself through his boxers, watching you come undone before him. he had to bite his lip to not let any sound escape him.

as you were getting closer and closer to your release, you suddenly heard the creaking of your door, making you open your eyes, head moving towards the source of the sound.

there stood your boyfriend, palming himself in your doorway, his eyes wide as he realized that he had been caught. you felt insanely embarrassed, how long had he been watching you? your face reddened even more, your eyes widening in realization that he must’ve been standing there for a few minutes at worst.

“joseph, what the fuck?!” you yelled, quickly withdrawing your hand from your underwear, grabbing a pillow that laid next to you chucked it at him. joseph was equally as red. not retrieving his hand quick enough, the pillow smushed right against his face.

“i-i’m sorry, love. i didn’t mean to be rude.” he stammered. was he really sorry? not really; he loved watching you get yourself off, and he just realized it.

“ugh, whatever, you perv.” you answered, secretly finding the whole situation incredibly sexy. your boyfriend getting himself off at the sight of you doing the same. with his ego being stroked by the way you called his name, joseph quickly pulled up and buckled his pants. his lips curled up slightly.

“i just couldn’t help it; you were so incredibly sexy like that. i just had to savor it for myself.” he grinned, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed. that damned shit-eating grin of his, drove you insane. he looked so, so hot in this moment. however, you didn’t want to grant him the pleasure of indulging in you, just yet.

feeling mischievous, you walked towards him, your neck tilted backwards to look him right in the eyes. your eyes then traveled down, focusing on the clear outline of his cock through his jeans. you took a hold of him, squeezing softly, which earned you a loud groan from the joestar.

you innocently looked back up at him, seeing his bottom lip tucked between his teeth and a few drops of sweat resting on his cheeks. you stood on your tiptoes, placing a soft kiss on his plump lips.

“good luck with that, love.” you said, withdrawing your hand from his cock as you shoved him out your doorway, closing the door behind you. joseph stood there, bewildered and highly sexually frustrated. he was craving you so badly right now, but he also understood that you might still be a little bit mad at him for what he pulled on you. he let out a deep sigh, dragging himself to his room on the other side of the hallway, planning on quickly relieving himself, and then thinking about how to make it up to you.

you, on the other hand, were in deep thought about some sweet revenge on your mannerless boyfriend. no sex for a week? no, that’d be cruel to yourself as well. what about not letting him cum for a week? hm, not quite.

you were pondering until a thought popped into your head that would make a perfect revenge but also caused your pussy to throb. perfect! this was going to be fun. you only needed to convince.. one other party for this.

you fixed yourself up, made your hair look presentable and applied some mascara. you quickly made your way out of your room, speeding towards the other side of the building. you reached your destination quickly, lifting your hand to knock on the door in front of you. your heart racing with excitement.

you heard a pair of footsteps approach the door, biting your lip in anticipation. a few seconds later, you heard the handle being turned down, opening the door. you were met with the sight of the figure in front of you sporting slightly messy hair, wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants, and a headband tied around his head.

“good morning, bellezza. to what do i owe the pleasure of you knocking on my door?”

──★ ˙🍓 ̟ !!

a/n; this shit was so long, i had to split it up into multiple parts. part two tomorrow! leave me your feedback, it’s very much appreciated ;)

finished on 13-07-‘23, 11:15 pm, cet.

love, 3niqma.

#joseph joestar #caesar zeppeli #jjba #18+ minors dni #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba smut #battle tendency #caejose #smut #smut tag #joseph joestar smut #joseph joestar x reader #caesar zeppeli smut #caesar zeppeli x reader #lisa lisa #suzie q #jjba headcanons

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jojosbizzarewife · 8 months

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Cooking Headcanons

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Who cooks with you

Jonathan

more often just wants to keep you company in the kitchen while you cook, he will chop all vegetables at least

William Zeppeli

Caesar

was always good at cooking, gets competitive about it when Joseph comes around, and always offers to show off his cooking skills just for you

Avdol

insists on being the taste tester

Polnareff

Koichi

Narancia

a surprisingly good cook

Giorno

wonderful baker, expect extravagant baking dates every Valentines Day

Ghiaccio

loves cooking with his s/o, loves to try new protein snacks and drinks together

Formaggio

Jolyne

loves to try whatever recipes are trending (basque cheesecake is her favourite)

F.F

Funny Valentine

buys you both cute couple themed aprons

Johnny

Norisuke

on sundays, he meal preps lunch and dinner for the week. Family Rule "if you don't help, you make your own meals that week"

Mamezuku

Who cooks for you

Speedwagon

Erina

Suzy Q

the original Italian grandmother - cooks for everyone

Joseph

insists on cooking for you, it's not good, he's going to try again, you're not leaving until he makes something you like

Okuyasu

doesn't cook well, but does cook for you - Pancake Sundays are a must

Tonio

Bruno

loves to make you his family recipes, always tells you the family history of the dish

Mista

Prosciutto

(inspiration for this post)

Risotto

also an Italian grandmother, for a giant he is pretty smooth in the kitchen

Weather Report

Hermes

Mountain Tim

Lucy

loves to pack little lunches for you both, will purposefully make them as embarassing as possible, includes a sweet note in each lunch

Yasuho

Who can't cook

Dio

Kakyoin

Jotaro

can only cook instant noodles - makes really good instant noodles

Josuke

will not cook, will always opt for takeout

Rohan

Fugo

instantly HANGRY, too angry to cook

Abbacchio

says he can do the basics (he can make cereal)

Illuso

gets bored easily and will either burn or undercook the food - you will probably get food poisoning

Melone

Anasui

Gyro

useless ass himbo cowboy I'll be your mommy

Ringo Roadagain

Gappy

I wouldn't even trust him to microwave popcorn

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xxratsuicidexx · 5 months

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Goober. ☹️☹️☹️

#fanart #goober #silly as hell #jjba oc #jjba #oc x canon #suzie q #joseph joestar #caesar zeppeli #jotaro kujo #noriaki kakyoin #jean pierre polnareff #mikitaka hazekura #josuke higashikata #koichi hirose #okuyasu nijimura #jojo oc #jojo original character

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pavstars · 1 year

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summer breeze

[ crossposted on ao3 @ sinnerspades ]

some of my jojo favs with summer activities. includes: abbacchio, mista, jotaro, dragona, joseph & suzi q, and johnny

author’s note: using he/him pronouns for dragona! if they end up changing in the future i can edit :) some are longer than others but i swear im not biased, just more inspo and ideas. also joseph/suzi/reader poly ftw!

Abbacchio: It’s such a nice day out that it seems the entire city has opened up their yard sales, estate sales, stores- you name it. Not one to stay cooped up inside while the sun shines so brightly, you drag Leone out to various houses and streets that you think will pique his interest. “Look, this one says goth yardsale!” you tease, tugging his hand towards the shoddy little gray house.

He looks so good today (he always looked good and exceptionally done up) with his long hair tied into a messy bun, a few strands coming loose and framing his face so nicely. This sale in specific ends up being a score and you return to your car down the street with a worn paperback (“you’ve never read interview with the vampire?! Leone!”), varying lace and leather clothing items in black and grey, and the cutest little antique lamp you had ever seen. You make a trip to the record store on your way back home and he buys two cds: sisters of mercy and moody blues of course. Your evening is spent dancing slowly in the living room and finding spots to put your new goodies.

Mista: Taking a trip to the lake with your favorite boys, but not after stopping at the store for floaties of course. Mista has the genius idea: “let’s bring an air mattress!” despite your caution you cave and leave with one air mattress, a giant inflatable alligator, and two sparkly donut floaties.

At the lake you spend far too long wasting your breath blowing it up- until Fugo raises an eyebrow “why don’t you just use the air mattress fan on the other floaties?” Oh right… Yeah that would make things easier… After applying generous amounts of sunscreen on to everyone (Mista didn’t need much, he tanned easily and without fear of being burnt) you all head into the water. The chill of the lake water feels so nice on your heat-soaked bodies after being in the sun for so long setting up.

You drag the inflatable mattress out and wade until the water is about chest-deep. Mista hops on to the mattress and you’re almost afraid it’ll start sinking under his weight but it stays surprisingly afloat. “Well, aren’t you going to join me?” He grins at you, shaking water out of his dark curls. You accept his hand and he pulls you on top of him on the mattress, holding you in a strong and very warm embrace. The mattress ends up floating way far out to the middle of the lake, but you two are on either side with your hands in the water, unbothered and ready to deal with this problem when you got to it later.

“This was actually a really good idea.” you turn to face him and smile softly. He leans on one of his elbows to turn to face you as well, but quickly pales as he realizes his mistake. The uneven weight of his elbow on the mattress had pushed it down and water had quickly started pooling, sinking his side of the mattress. You shrieked as he rolled into the water and you could hear Narancia’s laugh all the way from the other side of the lake. It only got louder when Mista swam around the other side and wrapped his strong arms around your waist, pulling you into the water with him and pressing kisses against the side of your face.

Jotaro: Last minute trips to the store to get sandcastle supplies, even though you know you’ll have to convince him to build one with you. You end up buying snacks too, perfect for a little picnic by the water. Once you reach the beach you end up using the plastic yellow pails to collect shells and rocks instead of their original purpose, but you’d never complain. “This one matches your eyes!” you hold a pretty turquoise pebble up to his face and squint, comparing the color. He laughs softly and takes it, adding the rock to your growing collection to bring back home.

While you’re setting up the picnic, he silently searches for a rock of your own: he didn’t even have to look over at your face, knowing the color of your eyes by heart. A lifetime of stolen glances studying your face and staring at the details of your eyes, lips, nose too when you weren’t looking back at him. After lunch you two finally get into the water, tiny fish swimming around your feet and sand between your toes. You squeal when he picks you up effortlessly by your waist and tosses you into the water, but you get your revenge after coming back up for air and jumping onto his back with your legs wrapped around his waist, effectively splashing him. His hair is so curly after he comes out of the water and you make him lean down so you can towel dry it ever so carefully.

Dragona: Sticky sweet hands splitting apart fruits to share, ice cold drinks sweating water droplets on to your chests, the smell of sunscreen and coconut body lotion. Matching swimsuits and sunbathing together after a long day of swimming and running around the beach. Dragona practically glows in the sun and you can’t help but stare from behind your huge sunglasses. He grins at you and rolls on to his side, striking a pose and inviting you to keep staring.

The sun is so warm and you’re so happy, you wish you could just lay here forever with him and take a cat-nap in the sun. But alas, you’ve made plans for dinner and you have to go get changed- the restaurant was casual but not swimsuit casual. That feeling on vacation of pulling loose fitting dresses and shirts over your swimsuit and sitting down outside to share your food, a nice warm breeze passing by. Showers are due once you get home and you have a feeling you’ll be sleeping so soundly after the long day you’ve had. You trace the tattoos on his skin and fall asleep against his chest, lulled by the sound of crashing waves.

Joseph and Suzi Q: waking up early to take the ferry together to a tiny, homely island. Visiting a huge lavender farm and spending hours just wandering and picking the perfect bouquets for all three of you. Tucking a flower into Joseph’s hair, right behind his ear while he leans down to give you a better angle. Weaving daisies into Suzi Q’s hair and giggling when she returns the favor. Laying in the grass under the shade of a huge tree, eating runny ice cream and sharing bites. Screaming and scrambling away when the bees buzz a bit too close: “you’ve fought a god but you can’t handle a bumble bee???” On the ferry back home Joseph falls asleep on your shoulder and snores softly in your ear- you run a hand through his unruly hair and Suzi snaps a pic for you two to tease him over later.

Johnny: The sun is almost finished setting, beautiful shades of orange and purple floating through the sky and casting an amber glow on your faces. You two sit on the steps of the porch, content to sit and stare at the sky while the radio plays from the open kitchen window. You can smell dinner cooking inside, as well as the faint smoky smell of a campfire being started in the backyard. It’s a perfect temperature outside, warm with a faint cool breeze, and you turn your head to stare at Johnny who’s still gazing up at the sky.

You wish you could live in this moment forever, counting the freckles scattered across his cheeks and nose, admiring the way his lashes brush against his face- god he was so pretty. His eyes meet your own and you blush, scooting away in embarrassment of having been caught. “See something you like sweetheart?” He muses, taking a hold of your hand and tugging you back over to him, closer than before. Music drifts in and out through the window but the moment is interrupted when Gyro calls you two to dinner. With a smile you stand up and dust off your jeans, holding out your arm out for Johnny to take with his own strong one as you help him to his cane resting against the kitchen door frame. Dinner was in the backyard of course, why else make a campfire?

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despicablebisexual · 1 year

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$5 | Caesar Zeppeli x Reader

Joseph really should have learned to listen to Suzie Q when she told him to knock...

warnings: afab reader, EXPLICIT SMUT mdni, betting, cursing, Joseph Joestar is a perv

set during battle tendency (part 2), all characters are 18+ years old

a/n: I've been on a Caesar fics binge lately, pls give my lover some attention

A wasted day.

That's all Joseph could think. He was wasting his one free day away.

Lisa Lisa decided to have mercy on the occupants of Air Supplena island and let everyone take the day off. She had business to attend to in Venice all day and wouldn't arrive back home until dinner time. When she left, Joseph begged Loggins and Messina to loosen the reins and leave the young adults alone. After some (shameful) begging on Joseph's part, the instructors gave in and left them alone. The only condition was to leave them to their all-day poker tournament in the library of the mansion. They told them if any funny business happened, they would not defend the young adults against Lisa Lisa.

"Alright! Now then lads, let's say we kick the day off by getting into the wine c-"

Joseph stopped mid-sentence when he noticed his two fellow Hamon users nowhere to be found.

"-cellar..."

That was about four hours ago. It's 1pm on the hottest day of the year in Venice, and Joseph had nothing to do. He had been trying to entertain himself with cards but could hardly focus since he was so bored.

"I know... I'll find Suzie Q! Then we can track down y/n and Caesar."

Joseph smirked to himself as he set off in search of the girl who had captured his heart. Besides her shyness, she was quite the jokester herself. He searched all throughout the mansion before finally spotting her in the laundry room.

"Suize Q!"

"Ah, Jojo! You scared me! Don't sneak up on me like that."

She playfully smacks his chest before turning back to folding the laundry in front of her. Joseph stands behind her and watches her.

"Jojo, if you came to watch me fold laundry, then the least you could do is offer to help me instead of staring."

Joseph snorts before he brushes the hair out of his face.

"I wasn't staring... I came to ask if you had seen y/n and Caesar! The two rats fled on me before I could even suggest what we do today."

"I believe I saw them in their swimsuits, heading for the pool earlier."

Suzie Q continues folding the laundry while Joseph stands behind her with a confused look.

"Swimming? Why would they go swimming without me?"

Suzie Q giggles at Joseph, not even bothering to turn around. When she turns around to place some folded towels on the shelf next to her, she sees Joseph's look of confusion.

"Oh my, Jojo! Do you really not know?"

"Know what," he says as he furrows his eyebrows.

"Why Caesar and y/n would go swimming without you, silly." Suzie Q laughs again but Joseph is steadily getting more impatient.

"What's the big idea?! Do they not like me or something?" He's starting to fume at this point.

Suzie Q sets down the laundry and laughs hard. "Jojo, you are so funny! It's not that they don't like you, it's that they like each other."

Joseph's jaw drops and Suzie Q laughs as hard as she possibly could at his reaction.

"What?!?!"

"How could you not notice that your two best friends are dating each other? Everyone in the house knows!"

"Everyone?!! Knows?!! Caesar and y/n... are dating?!!"

Joseph clutches the side of his face. Suzie Q's laughter has died down at this point and is instead replaced with shock.

"How did you find out?! Who told you?"

"Y/n and I spend a lot of time together when the three of you aren't training. Women talk, it's just what we do."

Joseph is baffled at this point.

"I don't believe you. I would bet $5 on it that you're wrong," he states plainly.

Suzie Q shakes her head as she chuckles.

"Follow me, Jojo."

Joseph Joestar might not be the smartest person in any given room, but there was no possible way that he could miss something like his two best friends dating. As him and Suzie Q trekked through the mansion, he began to think aloud.

"Caesar and y/n, really?? But she's so mature and strong and sensible, and he's not."

Suzie guides them through the kitchen and onto the back patio. She stops and turns to him. "Sometimes, love is found in the last person you expected." She smiles so hard at him, her eyes crinkle. Joseph blushes as they continue walking. Heading through the small flower garden, they reach the pool. Caesar and y/n are nowhere in sight.

"Hmm... I know I saw them in their swimsuits, y/n was wearing that beautiful green one that looks amazing on her!"

Suzie Q and Joseph looked around for a moment. That's when Joseph noticed two sets of wet footprints by the back door that had not dried yet due to being in the shade.

Joseph grabbed Suzie Q's arm. "There, Suzie! Let's follow the path they took."

Without even waiting for an answer, Joseph took off with Suzie in tow. He followed the water trail through the kitchen, into the hallway, up the stairs, through the corridors before finally landing in front of Caesar's room. He put his hand on the doorknob. He went to turn, but Suzie Q grabbed a hold of his wrist and stopped him.

"Jojo! We can't just barge in! They're a couple, what if they are..." Her cheeks flushed as she abandoned the thought.

"Nonsense, I walk into Caesarino's room all the time and he has yet to been in there with y/n. I'm telling you Suzie; they aren't a couple." And with that firm statement, he turned the doorknob and entered the room.

Upon entry, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Caesar's bed was made, the curtains were drawn open to let sunshine in, and all his items were in place. The only thing out of the ordinary was a towel that sat on the bed. When Joseph's picked it up, he could smell the chlorine on it still.

"See Suzie Q! Only one towel; Caesar's towel. If they were together, her towel would be in here with his."

Suzie Q shook her head. "I guess you are right, Jojo. Perhaps we're all mistaken, and they aren't together."

Unsatisfied with her defeat, Joseph grabs her hand. "I'll prove to you that I'm right, perhaps y/n is still in her room. I'm getting to the bottom of why they left without me now."

The duo exits the room and Joseph marches them down the hall to y/n's room. She had been placed on the other side of the large hall to afford her privacy from the two boys.

Again, Joseph doesn't knock and bursts into the room. "Oh y/n," he says in a sing-songy voice.

When they enter, they can hear the shower in y/n's ensuite bathroom running. The door is cracked open just enough to let the steam escape.

"Jojo, she's in the shower! Give her some privacy. Such a pervert!"

Joseph sighs and turns on his heel to exit the room with Suzie Q. The two are just at the door when they hear her.

A long, high-pitched moan comes from the bathroom. The duo turns to each other suddenly.

Another one. "Mm, more please, Caesar."

"Anything for you, cara mia."

This time it's Suzie Q's jaw that drops. Joseph slowly turns to face the shower. He takes a few steps forward. Silently, he gets Suzie Q's attention and points to the green swimsuit on the floor right by the door, accompanied by blue swim trunks. The moans coming from the bathroom are getting louder, and the sound of skin hitting skin becomes apparent. Joseph takes a hand and eases open the door by a few centimeters. Suzie Q is silently shaking her head and trying to stop him, but he can't help but take a look in.

The scene inside is pornographic. Caesar stands inside y/n's shower (that has clear doors) with her in his arms, pressed against the wall. The couple are facing one another, too absorbed into the moment to realize that the door had crept opened several inches. He's rutting in and out of her at lightning quick speed. Y/n's arms and legs are wrapped around him, and she bounces along with his thrusts, moaning obscenely. Caesar is whispering sweet nothings to her while she babbles on about how good his cock feels inside of her, and how she's coming close to the edge.

"Caesar, I'm so close. Please don't stop."

Caesar groans at her words, trying to adjust her up higher. He handles her a little too roughly, and almost slips. The couple both yelp and Joseph takes this moment to flee from the scene.

He grabs Suzie Q and they run out of y/n's room, flying through the mansion until they are back in the kitchen, as far as possible from the couple.

Panting and out of breath, Jojo sits at the table and holds his head in his hands. He processes the moment he just saw between his two best friends, before looking up when Suzie Q taps his shoulder.

She's out of breath also but has a smile on her face and her palm before him, waiting. He cocks his eyebrow at her in confusion.

"$5, please."

Several days later. Joseph and Caesar walk into the kitchen to see Suzie Q conversing with a heated y/n.

"What's going on," Joseph asks nonchalantly.

"Joseph Joestar, you are a dead man!"

Y/n chases after Joseph, who has no idea what he has done to incur her wrath, throughout the mansion. Caesar and Suzie Q just watch the two.

"He finally caught us, didn't he?"

Suzie Q giggles, "yes, I'm sorry, I tried to stop him."

"Dio santo... She's going to kill him."

#caesar zeppeli x reader #caesar zeppeli x you #caesar zeppeli smut #joseph joestar x suzie q #joseph joestar is a perv #jojos bizarre adventure #jojos part 2 #battle tendency #caesar deserved better #love him sm

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admrlthundrbolt · 2 months

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Black Magic Woman (Werewolf Santana x Chubby Reader)

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Born into the curse of a Werewolf. Santana had always preferred his more beastial form. So imagine his surprise when a Park Ranger makes his human side so desperate.

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Hey guys, I'm back at it again. This is another installment of my Piller Men stories. This one really ran away with me. I didn't expect it to be as long or for a whole background lore to spawn. Yet here we are, with a Park Ranger and a Werewolf falling in love. Any who I hope you enjoy.

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His entire life had been simple; sleep, hunt, survive. He was a beast through and through. No matter what the legends said. At least that was before you came along.

The first night he caught your scent on the wind, it became ingrained in his memory. It was sweet, yet with a heady undertone. Itching at a part of his mind that he had never accessed before. Beast and man began their first battle for control within him. Not knowing what to do with himself, he sprinted home.

The cave was dry and in a more isolated section of the park. He had made sure to mark the perimeter, ensuring that the local predators knew what belonged to him.

For the first time in a long while, he slipped out of his canine form. Shifting into that of a man. He stumbled on his two legs, finding the motion unfamiliar. Though even this change couldn't remove the new scent from his nose.

So he spent his night, cold and alone curled up on the hard floor. Trying to wipe his head of the aroma that plagued him.

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You had settled into the housing quickly. Not having a large space to live in, helped with only needing to unpack a few things. But it didn't matter to you, the place you were living in wasn't the reason you took the position. No, it was the chance to study the wolf population. You had went to college for a degree in Wildlife Biology and Research. It was tedious and took a lot of hard work, but it was your dream. Every since you were a child, wildlife had always fascinated you.

Though there was something special about the wolf population of this particular park, that drew you to it. They would mostly stay to themselves rather than in the typical packs. When they did pair off, they rarely grouped beyond the immediate family. Almost as if they wouldn't stray beyond their own familial grouping. It was unlike any other behavioral patterns that had been witnessed.

Though the most perplexing thing had to be how little documentation had been conducted. You could only find bits and pieces of information. Even coming across forms with most of the information blacked out. It seemed as if there was a sizeable gap in the knowledge released from this park.

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Grabbing a few supplies from the office, you prepared for your first day in the field. Only to bump your head on a cabinet as one of your coworkers enter the room.

Joseph barged in with a loud morning and went straight for the coffee maker. Rubbing the tender spot, you greeted him. He was a nice enough guy, but to loud for his own good. Though his soft spoken girlfriend, Suzie Q, was a great counterpart to his personality.

His mug full, he turned your way. “So, excited about your first day?”

A small smile graced your face as you nodded. “Yeah and about the same amount of nerves. But who doesn't feel that way when they start a new job.”

He nodded with a thoughtful look on his face. It was odd to see a serious expression on the goofball's face. “I get that.” Then leaning towards a locker, he pulled out a large walkie-talkie. “Make sure to keep this on you. The wolf population are unpredictable and it's never a good idea to underestimate them.”

The statement sent a foreboding chill down your spine. Why hadn't you thought to ask the other staff about their experience with the wildlife. Well that was just a task to file away for later. “Thanks, I'll see you later.” Heading out the door you passed Suzie Q. With a quick good morning, you left for your vehicle.

She waved you off, then rushed over to Joseph. He handed her the second cup of coffee he made and shook his head. “I can't believe they gave that woman a grant to work with those monsters.”

She sipped the warm drink and gave him a hollow smile. “Maybe they hand picked her for a reason.”

Staring at your vehicle as it became a dot on the horizon, he couldn't help but hang his head. “Unlikely.” Taking a deep swig of coffee, he tried to distract himself with the burn of the beverage.

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After a restless night, he shifted back into his beastial form. Taking off in a sprint, he hoped that a run would help clear his head. Not sure how long he would push himself. Only focusing on the burn of his muscles and the speed of his breath. Continuing his mindless run, he came across a stream and collapsed on its bank. Panting and relaxing until he felt the need for water. Though this luxury never came.

A vehicle pulled up nearby. He could hear the tires crunching over rock and fallen branch alike. Still huffing, he waited to see if it would pass. It stopped instead and he scrambled behind a close by rock formation. Wind picking up as the door swung shut. He was once again engulfed in a indescribably wonderful scent. This caused him to dart his eyes around. When his gaze fell on you, he was astonished at what he found.

You were a goddess sheathed in khaki clothing. As the uniform shifted around your full figure, he couldn't stop the imagery that followed. You rounder with his pups and welcoming him home. It was an image that made his heart race, more than even the run caused. Every part of you sang out to him like a siren's song.

But he knew now wasn't the time to approach you. No, he had to prepare the den. Then he would prove to you that he was a worthy mate.

For now he watched you carefully as you set up a box on a tree.

You were meticulous and precise as you hung it. Then opened it and fiddled with what looked like a camera of sorts. Finishing up, you clapped your hands together. A gesture he found most endearing. Heading back to the vehicle, you pulled out a map. Folding it back up, you drove off in a new direction.

Watching you leave, he glanced at the box. Then marked the tree under it and took off after you without a second thought. If he was to court you, he would need to know where to find you.

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As you placed the last trail cam up you sighed in relief. It had taken most of the day, but the cameras would be a boon to your research. It's not like you could be everywhere at once after all. Not to mention you had the odd sensation of being watched today. Although that could also be chalked up to being the trail cams. So you brushed it off and headed back to the Ranger housing, ready to rest.

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He had trailed you to your den. It was a small home, but it wouldn't matter soon. You would spend little time there once you became his bonded mate.

Nosing around the area, he was relieved to find that there wasn't an established scent. So he marked the site, paying special attention with your house.

Through with that, he decided that he would find a quick bite and settle down close by. It wouldn't do if his mate came to harm.

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The next day you woke up and set off to your usual morning routine. Only to pause on your way out the door. It reeked, the scent was an all to familiar one, wolf pee. Making your way to the common area. You couldn't help but wonder why the stench had cropped up overnight.

Still the oddity wouldn't stop you from checking the cameras you put up the day before. Settling down with a cup of coffee, you pulled up the app to search through the footage. All of it was pretty mundane, until you reached the video first video recorded after setting them up. It seemed the same wolf was marking the area under each cam, then sprinting off. It wasn't an unusual thing for wolves to mark unfamiliar things. But it seemed that he had followed you and repeated the action under every single camera. Just as the thought of him being the culprit behind the smell around the housing popped in your head, Joseph entered the room.

He gave a cheerful greeting and headed for the coffee maker. Turning to you he noticed a video feed on your screen. One with a familiar wolf. “Watcha got there.” Trying to keep his tone casual, he was desperate to know why Santana was there. You had only been here a day and already had one of their interest.

“Oh, footage from the trail cams I set up yesterday. You know, it's pretty bizarre. This one wolf seems to find everyone and mark underneath it. Almost like he was taking in an unfamiliar scent and marking it. At least that's my theory.” Taking a sip from your coffee you looked at him a bit wide eyed. “If that’s the case then he must also be the reason for the smell outside the housing."

He gave you a confused look. “Smell?”

Nodding you said. “Yeah, it was so pungent I had to rush over here to get a fresh breath of air.”

Gazing out the window, he narrowed his eyes. “Is that so, I'll check it out before I make my rounds.”

You waved him off. “Don't bother, it's probably my new scent disrupting the ecosystem. Maybe my pheromones are throwing off some of the local wolves.”

“Well I'd rather be safe than sorry.” He patted your back and smiled. “Can't let anything happen to our new teammate.”

“Oh. Thank you." You ran your fingers through your hair. “It's nice to have a team that has my back.”

“Sure thing. Let Suzie Q know that I had to make a quick errand. I should be back before lunch.” Then he headed out the door to pay a certain elder wolf a visit.

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You had stayed at the housing area that day. So when night came, he went to his den. It needed preparing for your arrival.

When he approached the entrance, he paused. A familiar, but not entirely unwelcome scent was there. His care giver Kars was an infrequent guest. But he had a strong kinship with the other wolf. He had saved him as a mere pup and taught him all he knows. Still why would he be waiting at his den. Stepping forward he hoped to find the answer to this question.

Kars gave him no time for speaking first. “Ah, Santana, how have you been?” As he gazed at the younger wolf, his eyes bored into him. “Because I received a little visit today. From Joseph of all people. Asking me about you and your recent actions. I hope I don't have to remind you of how tedious it is to deal with humans and maintain our alliance with them. Now with that being said. I would like to know why you are stalking the new ranger.”

The silence that followed was suffocating. He had a respect for the elder, but you are his mate. Though as he thought for a moment, they wouldn't be having this conversation if it wasn't to keep you safe. Puffing his chest up a bit, he said. “She is my mate.”

He hung his head at the confession. “That makes things awfully more complicated. For the sake of the treaty stay away from her until I return.” This caused the younger lycan to bristle. “I understand this may be hard, though it is your choice to make. Leave her side for a short while or be force to vacate the park. Never to be with her again.”

Lowering his hackles he gave a solemn nod and retreated futher into his den. He could at least take this time to tidy up. It would be a suitable distraction for the time being.

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Joseph paced in front of his truck and shook his head. This couldn't be happening. He wasn't sure what was worse. Santana hunting you or wanting to mate with you. At least this way your death wasn't guaranteed. Still what was he supposed to tell his superiors. “This isn't good. Do you know how many violations this could cause."

Kars rolled his eyes at the other man. “You act as if you humans are the only one with rules.” He scoffs and continues. “You should know that the title Elder was not an easy one to come by.”

He stepped forward, facing the purple haired man. “I get that and I'm thankful that you're willing to talk with me about this. But that doesn't make the situation any less complicated.”

“That you are right about. Once they meet, there will be no way to keep them from each other. True mates are bonded for life, ceremony or not.” He crossed his arms at the statement. To think that a pup he raised would be destined to a human. It was uncommon, but not as abnormal as having no mate. He honestly hoped this could help tame Santana. His unruliness had gotten him into trouble more times than he liked to recall. Maybe the soft touch of a human would calm him.

Running a hand over his face, he sighed. “OK, new plan. We keep them apart until I get word from my superiors. It should be simple enough. We'll just keep them both occupied and wait for an answer. I'll make sure to keep you in the loop.”

Nodding he watched the man climb into his vehicle. “Yes, you do that.” Knowing that this would be a most difficult task. But he knew it would be for the sake of one of his pups. So it was a challenge he was willing to take.

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The storm shook your vehicle as you sped to the last piece of equipment. It was annoying to pick them up after of a few short weeks of them being out. But you knew you would get chewed out if the equipment got torn away in the storm. It would be just one more thing for your superiors to pressure you about. It seemed like they had breathing down your neck lately.

You pulled up near the camera, only able to go so far due to it precarious location. At the moment of setting it up over the gorge, you thought it was a stroke of genius. The footage of the wildlife that could live in the river at the base of the valley was to good to pass up. Now as you attempt to loosen it from the tree, leaning over the dizzying drop. You couldn't help but curse your earlier ambitious. Rain pelting against you and wind seeming to pick up in speed by the second. You questioned if this last camera was worth the stress. This thought was followed by a rumble and your perspective shifting downward.

He knew he was supposed to be avoiding you. But this storm had made his hair raise and nerves jumpy. He only needed to see you, hopefully through the window of your home. Curled up, warm and cozy, reading something in bed. It was his favorite position to see you in, content and comfortable.

On his way over, he stopped at a familiar sound. Your voice was at the gorge and you were calling out for help. It only took him a moment, muscles burning at the exertion to get to you as quickly as possible. Not seeing you standong near your vehicle, he understood in an instant the danger you were in. Looking over the edge, he saw something that made his heart stop. You were hanging on by a few mud covered roots jutting out from the side of the gorge.

Without a second thought he shifted, knowing that hands would be more useful than paws. He scooped you up and brought you against him. Checking you over for injuries, he breath a sigh of relief when he found only a few scraps.

You looked up at your savior, only to pause. He somehow made your heart race faster than the near death experience you just endured. You felt drawn to him, like the booming thunder that followed the lighting around you. Your sudden emotions moved you more than the raging storm that engulfed the both of you. He held you close yet delicately, it was an intoxicating feeling.

After a moment of you admiring each other, you came to your senses. “Let's get to my vehicle.” You guided him to the truck and you each made your way inside. Panting you took a bit to gather yourself. What was that, you had never felt emotions at such an intensity. Taking deep breath, you turned to your savior.

Only to gasp as you noticed his lack of clothes. “Oh, uh.” You looked away and then did another quick glance. As impressive as his physic was, you weren't sure what was going on. “Why, uh, where are your clothes?”

He never took his eyes off you. “I do not have any.”

An odd answer to an equally odd question. Then a thought passed through your mind. The storm must have swept them away. It wouldn't be the first time that a visitor lost something at the park. “OK then. What is my savior's name?”

“I am called Santana.”

Starting up the vehicle, you tried to keep your thoughts on a purer path. “Well, my friend Joseph is about your size. I'm sure he would be willing to lend some to you.” With that settled you drove towards the housing area.

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“Absolutely not.” So maybe he wasn't willing to help your savior.

Shaking your head at his negative reaction, you crossed your arms over your chest. “Joseph come on. He saved me and has nothing to wear. You can't lend him anything?”

“No, you don't understand, he not what you think he is.” Pointing over at him accusingly. “That guy is a monster.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “So monsters go around saving people from falling to death. Whatever, let's get out of here.” You then grabbed his hand and led him to your home. Voicing your irritation of Joseph attitude the whole way. “I mean how could he be such a jerk to the guy who saved me.” You went on rambling as you sifted through your clothes. Pulling out your baggiest options, something usually reserve for your period, you held them out. “This is all I have that might work. I'm sorry my coworker couldn't be more helpful.” You faced away from him, giving him a bit of privacy. Though that didn't keep his nude image from your mind.

He was elated, as he slid the clothes on, he inhaled. Your scent surrounded and pressed against him. It was pure ecstasy. Glancing around the room, he tried to commit everything to memory. The few knick knacks and trinkets scattered around. The interesting array of books that were strewn about. Even the random sock that was abandoned half under your bed. It all screamed you and he wanted to take in every bit of it.

Then his eyes landed on you. Back turned to him, the rain water made your uniform cling to your body in a delicious manner. He yearned to reach out and hold you, just as he remember on the cliffside. To have your bodies meld together once more. That would truly be his own heaven.

Thinking you had given him plenty of time, and want to not be alone with your thoughts any longer. You turned back towards him. Only to be taken aback at what you saw. His eyes were dark and lustful.

In that moment your body reacted. Like a moth to a flame or a wave crashing into the bow of a ship. You collided like magnets, unable to stay apart. Your bodies met followed by your lips. Melding together like puzzle pieces. The raw emotion that fueled the kiss was electrifying.

Then a throat was cleared. Tearing yourself from his mouth, you were shocked to see a similarly built purple haired man and Joseph. They stood in the doorway, the new man wearing a smirk on his face and only a loincloth on his body. Joseph had his mouth agape and some clothes in his hands.

“I hope we weren't interrupting anything.” The tone of his voice made it obvious that he knew just what he was intruding upon. He entered your small home and looked over at your savior. “Santana, it seems that fate has gifted you a wonderful mate. You should thank the Moon Goddess for such a blessing.”

He faced the man and laid an arm around your waist. “I have Elder Kars, many times over in fact.”

“Very good. Let us proceed to the common area. There is much to discuss.” He grabbed the still stunned Joseph's arm and dragged him to the large building nearby.

Santana offer his arm to you and politely led you as well.

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You sat there and tried to absorb all of the information that had been dumped in your lap. Not only were Werewolves real, but the government was covering up their existence. They were considered refugees and given ‘homes’ in National Parks. Which led to an official peace treaty between Werewolves and humans.

On top of that, you were the mate of a Werewolf from the park you were assigned to study wolf behavior. Part of you wanted to scream in frustration. But as you looked at Santana, you could only feel a warmth towards him. There was truly something supernatural about the way he made you feel. “Well, what do we do now?”

Without missing a beat he said. “We spend the rest of our lives together.”

The statement made your heart flutter. Still you had your reservation about it being that simple. Looking over at your superior and the Elder Werewolf, you furrowed your brow. “Is that allowed?”

Kars nodded. “It is not common, but there have been similar mated couples in the past. If it is what you wish, we will not stand between you.”

Looking back at you guessed your mate, you beamed. He looked at you with loved and devotion in his eyes. It was a sight you wanted to hold onto forever. But you grew nervous as your gaze turned to Joseph. “What about the government?”

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “There actually for it as well.”

This cause a weight to be lifted from your shoulders. If they were against it, you weren't sure how the situation could end up.

He held his hand up. “I wouldn't celebrate to soon. They want to see how a relationship between a human and Werewolf would be work. Make you a study case of sorts. You should think about what that would mean before you make a final decision.” With that the two men ushered you back to your home to discuss the situation in private. Joseph adding on that it shouldn't lead to anymore ‘funny business’. You swore that everyday you spent with him, that man treated you more like a younger sibling.

Sitting on your bed, you took his hands into your own. “I don't want them to act as if your something to experiment on. You should be allowed to have your life not be examined.”

He brought a hand to your face and gently cupped your cheek. You leaned into it instinctually. “I would endure anything to be by your side. Even if we have to run, by your side I will always be content.” Then your lips sealed together once more.

It may not be the best of circumstances. But every moment you spent together was a step closer to a life spent happily.

#jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #chubby reader #santana jojo #chubby reader x santana #joseph joestar #suzie q #kars jjba #alternate universe #werewolves #mates #true mates #tw stalking #rescue #pining

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mxnaluv · 1 year

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If you're still accepting alphabet requests, may I get b,f,g,i,m,y for Joseph Joestar (part two)

YES!

Joseph Joestar NSFW Alphabet

MDNI!!! 18+

Warnings: Sexual Themes

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) :

His favorite body part is your ass. He is the biggest ass man you've ever seen and loves your butt no matter what size it is he loves them all <3

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

His favorite position is doggy. AGAIN he loves seeing how good you look with your ass in the air for him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He can be very goofy during the moment and makes a lot of jokes, BUT there are times when he gets serious.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Joseph is a lot more romantic than you would think. He would often tell you many sweet things during your intimate moments and loves to make you feel loved.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He gets turned on the most whenever you give him lots of attention (hugging him, being clingy, making jokes with him, etc. He loves it!

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is REALLY high. This man can't take his hands off you so quickies are a lot more often with the both of you.

#joseph joestar #joseph jojo #joseph joestar x reader #suzi q joestar #jojo joestar #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojos bizarre adventure #jojo x reader #jojo part 2 #battle tendency #jjba au #jjba x reader #jjba fanfic #jjba imagines

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belugamenace · 5 months

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thinking about a world where caesar lives and joseph has to make a very difficult choice between the two people he loves the most. which is really hard because joseph just wants to have it all, all the time

#jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #jjba part 2 #joseph joestar #caesar zeppeli #fanfiction #joseph x caesar #caejose #suzi q joestar #suzi q

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starry-blue-echoes · 1 year

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Lmao imagine Joseph asking Wamuu the types of courtship among the pillarmen to use this as ideas for gifts and dates for Susie as a love girl and wife. And Wamuu just "bro our family was 4 men and I don't know what types of courtship my guardians had because it must have been something crazy. And I learned to fully discern people literally before/after hibernation."

Wamuu: "I don't know how human relationships work, but there should probably be words of approval and compliments. Didn't Susie choose you as her permanent partner, able to provide a protected Housing space, help with household problems and possible small offspring?"

Joseph: "Yes, I realized you didn't know shit about romantic relationships when I married you both, and then you, Wamuu, to prove your importance and worth as a good partner, brought a ton of flowers, clothes and jewelry from somewhere. Where did you even find all that stuff?"

Wamuu: "I need physical affection" :(

ERDGHDNRGVNDFBD I MEAN MOOD THO-

oh damn now I'm just rotating these three being soft and domestic with eachother-

so many cuddle piles. at any given moment one of them will grab another and boom blankets pillows cuddles affection

when Holly was born, Wammu's brain broke a bit because just. She's so tiny. He started crying right then and there and swore to do everything to keep her safe

Joseph and Suzie showing Wammu everything they can about the world and helping him experiment to discover the things he likes

Wammu really likes carrying his partners around and Joseph really likes to indulge him. Sue him, it's been a long time since anyone was strong/big enough to carry him

Joseph's usually the middle spoon when they sleep, but sometimes they swap around so Wammu can be the middle of the cuddles

Suzie has a hobby of gardening and their house is FILLED with plants of all types (if Joseph gives them a little extra burst of energy with hamon so they grow bigger and faster, well no one needs to know-)

#honor bound #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #battle tendency #jjba part 2 #jjba joseph #joseph joestar #jjba suzie q #suzie q #jjba wamuu #wamuu #jjba holly #holly kujo #wamuu x joseph x suzie q #whamsephq #sb answers #megakimathi

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nanivinsmoke · 1 year

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this is oneshot here will be different in the jojo world. Jonathan & Dio are alive thanks to hamon and vampire blood. nobody dies, dio’s not evil and jolyne, giorno and josuke are all around the same age in this. you are josuke’s mother in this <3

A Jojo Christmas, one. | Jojo’s x AFAB!Reader

You held onto the small boy’s hand as the two of you walked up the gravel path that led to the huge manor. in your other hand, you held onto the red wrapped present you and Josuke wrapped together. ‘Nervous?’ You asked looking down at the small boy, who nodded his head and never let your hand leave his. ‘Me too’ You admitted, looking at the blue door in front of you both, waiting to be let into the mansion.

It been years since you last seen Josuke’s father, Joseph. The two of you met in a bar in a popular town in Japan, you had just graduated from college and wanted to celebrate with a few of your classmates. As the party began to slowly end and your friends began to leave one by one, you couldn’t help but notice the older man sitting at the far end of the bar. You didn’t want him to be alone, so you decided to introduce yourself.

‘Birthday?’ He asked, sipping his cognac once you sat down next to him.

‘College graduation’ You replied and he nodded his head, finally placing his eyes on you. You took the opportunity to take in his features, the gray color that started to spread on his brown hair like wildfire, the nicely trimmed beard that sat on his face, and the hand that had no wedding ring on it. ‘Can I buy you a drink?’

‘Sure. I’ll have a wet martini, with a splash of pineapple juice. Swirl it to the left once and swirl it to the right three times. Hold the olive and give me a pineapple slice instead. Thank you’ You told the bartender, making Joseph widened his eyes. ‘What?’ You asked him, wondering why he was looking at you like that. ‘Nothing, I just never heard anyone order a drink like that’

One could say he was hooked onto you from there on, but you were hooked the moment you laid eyes on him. After that night at the bar, the two of you would hangout more; the budding friendship soon turned into romance. And on a rainy, warm evening; the two of you finally made love and that’s how josuke came into the world. You were excited to tell him about the pregnancy, but what he told you that day made you rethink everything. He was married and he had a daughter and a grandson, and that he would be flying back to America the following afternoon.

You didn’t try to stop him, he had a real family after all. Before he left for his flight, you told him the news. ‘I’m pregnant….goodbye Joseph’ And with a kiss on his cheek, you never saw him again after that. But, today would make the first time in years where you would be faced to face with him. You and your son were invited to the Joestar’s Annual Christmas Party by the speedwagon foundation and a Mr Jonathan Joestar. You had received a call a week ago inviting the two of you, they paid for your flight, hotel room, and the clothes you were going to wear for the event. Initially you were hesitant on going, but then you realized this would be the perfect moment for Josuke to meet the the rest of his family for the first time. So, here the two of you were; in the house of the richest bloodline to exist.

‘May i take your coats and the gift?’ The male asked and you nodded, handing him the present and your outerwear; revealing the outfits you both picked out for this occasion. You were wearing a red long sleeved dress, that hugged your figure beautifully. Josuke was wearing a deep navy blue suit that he picked out to wear; with a red tie to match you dress. ‘Care for a drink?’ Another servant asked, popping out of god knows where. ‘I’ll have a wet—‘

‘A wet martini, with a splash of pineapple juice. Swirled to the left once and swirled to the right three times. No olive and one pineapple’ The servant finished your sentence, handing the already made beverage for you. There was only one person who knew the way you liked your drink made, other than yourself. Did he remember that all this time? ‘And he’ll have—‘

‘Freshly squeezed orange juice mixed with Japanese sprite’ Josuke smiled brightly, letting go of your hand to reach for his favorite drink. ‘Thank you!’ He spoke, giving the male a toothy grin. You smiled at your son, before following after the butler who showed you the way to the living room where the other guests were. Now, you were starting to get even more nervous. When the two of you entered the room, all eyes were on you. ‘Was it a mistake coming here?’ You thought, looking at the eyes that were locked onto you both, before you caught a familiar set of blue one’s. Jotaro.

You had met Jotaro on a random day when Josuke was going on five years old. He knew about you because Joseph told him on a drunken night. He took the information that he knew to find you and his uncle. He was surprised to see how young his uncle was, but he still wanted to get to know him and you. He had spent a whole summer with you both, before he headed back to the states. You waved at him, before walking over to him and the little girl who hid behind his legs, with Josuke still right by your side. Giving him a hug, you reconnected for a bit before turning your attention to your son. ‘Josuke, say hello’

‘Hi…jojo….’ He called him by his nickname, before consuming the orange drink he received earlier. You giggled, then remembered the small child hiding behind her father’s legs. ‘Hi Jolyne’ You called out to the small girl, whom peeped her head out from behind her father’s legs. ‘Hi…’ She spoke, it was clear that she was shy and you thought it was adorable. She and Josuke has that in common. Jotaro pulled her from behind his legs, gently, and patted the top of her head; encouraging her to step out of her shell. ‘I like your pretty butterfly earrings’ You complimented, making her smile and blush. ‘Thank you! I like your dress! It’s so pretty!’ You beamed with excitement and thanked the small child, before remembering about your own small child.

‘Oh! Jolyne, this is Josuke! Josuke, say hello to your Great Niece!’ You patted your son’s back, also trying to break him out of his comfort zone. ‘Hi…do you like video games?’ He asked and Jolyne perked up and nodded her head. ‘My great grandpa has a bunch that I play! Want to see?’ Josuke’s purple eyes widened and he looked at you. ‘Can I?’ You looked over at Jotaro and he nodded, and reached out to grab both of the children’s hands. ‘I’ll watch over them. Go mingle, get to know this crazy family. You’ll be seeing them for a while’

You were now left with the wandering eyes, you could feel them sticking to your skin. You wanted to hide and find Josuke, but a friendly, cheering voice called your name.

‘Y/N! It’s so finally nice to meet you! I’m Jonathan Joestar!’ The tall buff male entered your vicinity with his who you find out was his wife, on his arm. The Joestar genes were strong, the man was beautiful. He gave you a hug and so did Erina. You’d never thought they’d be so welcoming and nice to you, being that you were their grandson’s mistress. ‘Thank you for inviting us! Your house is beautiful’ You complimented, earning a huge smile from Erina. She was the one who helped picked out the decor.

‘Where’s little Josuke? I would love to meet him?’ Jonathan asked, looking around to find your son. ‘Oh, he’s with Jotaro. Would you like to—‘

‘Excuse me, granddad and granny Erina, can I steal her away for a second?’ His voice flowed through your ears with ease, making your heart beat a little faster than before. It’s been six years since you heard his voice, let alone see him. The older couple looked at you, before you nodded you head with approval; letting him occupy your time. ‘Hello Joseph. It’s been a while’

He moved from behind you, letting you get a good look at how the years have done to him. His hair was no longer brown, and the salt and pepper hair that peeped through had took over. From the top of his head, down to his neatly trimmed beard; he was now grey. It was sexy. His old age looks good on him, you admitted to yourself.

‘You look good old man’ You complimented and he chuckled in response, before he reached out to hold your hand; which you let him do. ‘You look beautiful, even more beautiful then you were that day when we met’ He took at good look at your figure in the dress you were wearing, his eyes going over every curve that was outlined. ‘Thank you, Joseph’ You redirected his wandering eyes up to yours, flashing a smile at him. There was an awakard silence between you two before you decided to break it.

‘ I heard about the divorce. I’m sorry, I also played a part in it’

‘You don’t have to apologize for anything, doll. You didn’t know. I should be apologizing for leaving you alone. Raising our kid alone….’

‘you don’t have to apologize to me. You were married, you had a wife and a daughter. And although I was alone for sometime, Josuke had the best nephew/father figure in his life helping me raise him’ You said right in queue as Jotaro and the children came back to your side. Josuke ran up to the side of your leg, estancia about what Jolyne and his other cousin, Giorno, showed him.

‘Mommy! Grandpa has a lot of games! Like super mario and Pokémon! I love it here!’ He was practically jumping for joy, it made your heart swell. You leaned down to his height and kissed his cheek, before smoothing his hair down. ‘Josuke, there’s someone I want you to meet. This is your father’ His purple eyes landed onto his father’s tall frame, taking a look at the unknown man, before he decided to hide behind you. ‘Hello…dad.’

Part two coming soon

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dilfartist · 2 years

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Why do fools fall in love - Frankie Lymon

Paring: yandere Joseph Joestar x reader x yandere Suzie Q

TW: kidnapping, drugging mentioned, forced marriage, forced relationship, imprisonment, Stockholm syndrome.

The sunlight sipping through the curtains irritates you. You turn over to avoid the sunlight and fall back into a deep slumber. You’d rather sleep than attempt to rise from the bed, hurting your old back in the process. After a couple of minutes in the bed, unable to fall asleep, you open your eyes. Looking around, you are in your bedroom. The bedroom is dingy due to the lack of lighting; the gaps in the curtains illuminate your surroundings, helping your poor sight. You turn your head. Beside you, Joseph, your husband, continues to sleep. The spot next to Joseph. Meaning your wife, Suzie Q, is already up. She had always been a morning person. Joseph’s arm is warped tightly around your torso. You begin to slowly take his arm off of you: only to have strong arms wrapped around your waist, prohibiting you from leaving the bed. You fight with Joseph’s grip, but, as always, Joseph wins in the end. You give up, with a huff as you utter in defeat, “you win, Joseph.” A mischievous giggle erupts from your husband. Joseph sits up, trailing wet, sloppy kisses on your neck, “Did you sleep alright, lovely?” he questions; drowsiness fused into his words. "Yes." you yawn. And just like that, your day begins.

You enter the center of your shared apartment, dressed in a marine dress you had boughten on a shopping spree with Suzie. Joseph sat across from Suzie reading the newspaper, whilst sipping tea. Suzie sat on the other side, painting her nails with red nail polish. You walked into the kitchen, “Good morning, Roses.” Roses, your butler, stop fixing the plates for breakfast to glance at you, “Good morning, Mrs.Joestar. You look gorgeous today!” you grinned, “stop, Roses, you’re too kind!”

Ever since the day you met Roses, you had always had eyes for him. If it weren't for his loyalty to the Joestars, you would have asked him to escape with you much earlier. For years you had to suppress your feelings for Roses because of the fear of Roses being hurt by Joseph.

Suzie stops painting her nails, “oh, y/n, dear! Roses is right, you look so stunning!” She places the nail polish onto the coffee table, walks over to you, and gives you a smooch on the cheek. Joseph tilts the newspaper down to get a glimpse of you. “Roses and Suzie are right, dear. You look ravishing as always.” you thank them. You grab a plate and a fork and stepped into the living room

You are as Joseph and Suzie chatted. You listen to their conversation. Suzie complains to Joseph about many thoughts on her mind and Joseph listens. You tune them out, bored out of your mind. You glance at Roses who is cleaning the dishes while watching the television. You can't help but smile at the scene. Your attention is dragged back to Joseph when he utters the words, “Since our forty-eighth anniversary is soon, why not celebrate early with dinner tonight.”

Have you really been trapped here for forty-eight years?

In 1939, you were in your early adult years. You moved to New York, hoping for the best. You applied for a job at a fancy restaurant in town to earn money. To your surprise, you managed to gain a position as a waitress. The first few weeks were fine; the customers were nice most of the time, and you were paid a good amount. Your life began to crumble when the Joestars walked through the restaurant’s doors. You had the misfortune of serving the couple. As you sat them down, the husband made several flirty remarks towards you. You were shocked at how calm the wife appeared. You were even more shocked when she started to flirt with you as well. From that day on, the couple visited the restaurant religiously. Joseph and Suzie began to make you uncomfortable. You felt uncomfortable with the way they talked to you and the questions they asked.

Their presence was too overwhelming for you; you ended up quitting your job. You thought was the end of seeing the Joestars. Boy, were you wrong. One day, you decided to go for a walk to clear your mind. You had been stressed because you had no job, no food, and rent was due. While walking you heard the familiar voice calling out your name. “Y/n is that you?!” Damn it! You turned, meeting both Suzi Q and Joseph’s eyes. Too late to run away, you greeted the Joestars back. During the long conversation, they started, your stomach rumbled interrupting them. “Oh my, are you okay, y/n?” you assured them you were fine. Suzie Q was quick to ask you out for dinner. You wanted to decline the offer, but there was another voice in the back of your head telling you to agree. You agreed.

The dinner wasn’t bad. The restaurant you had taken you to was fancy and had delicious food. You honestly had a good experience during the date, until they brought out the wine. you felt dizzy after a couple of sips. You explained to Joseph and Suzie how you felt very lightheaded; they merely stared at you with deadpan expressions. Your brain felt very fuzzy at the moment, resulting in you climbing into their car, allowing them to take you home without a second thought. They never took you back to your house.

“Y/n, dear? Are you alright?” Suzie asked worriedly. You flinched slightly, “I-I’m fine, Suzie. My head was in the clouds, that's all.” Suzie appears skeptical of your answer. “I think it's a great idea, Joseph.” Unexpectedly the phone rang. Everyone turned their head to the sound. Joseph starts to lift himself from the couch, you stop him. “I’ll get it, Joseph.”

Leaving the living room, you walk over to the phone located in the main hallway. You pick up the phone and put it to your ear, “hello, Joestar residence.”

“Momma is that you!?” you smile, your heart fluttering hearing your daughter’s mellifluous voice. You yearn to hear it every day. She was the reason you kept going every day.

For years you never gave up on escaping. You didn't care for the punishment. Joseph had enough of your behavior; he and Suzie provided you with their love, gave you anything you requested, and were considerate of your feelings. Only for you to spit in their face by fighting them. To ensure you wouldn't try leaving again, Joseph got Suzie pregnant. To you, this didn't make sense. Joseph had gotten Suzie pregnant, not you. Little did you know, Joseph’s plan was for you to grow attached to Holly. You fell right into his trap. You couldn't bring yourself to run away again after Holly’s birth. She meant too much to you to miss out on her upbringing. It wasn't like you could leave with Holly; Joseph would find you in less than a month. Holly was the reason you gave up your freedom.

“Hi, honey! I haven't heard you in so long. How long has it been exactly? Two, no, three months.” if it weren't for Suzie monopolizing the phone and your occupied schedule, you would have time to talk to your daughter. Unfortunately, the world was against you.

“Oh momma, I wish I had time to talk but something important has happened and I need papa right away! Can you get him on the phone?”

You felt slightly hurt by her words. You wanted so desperately to talk to your daughter. For once you could talk to her but the opportunity was snatched from your grasp. “Of course, Honey.” you lowered the telephone from your lips. “Joseph, dear, it's for you.” Joseph quickly walks into the hallway, taking the phone away from you. While Joseph spoke to your daughter on the phone, you walked back into the living room.

In the living room, Suzie was rummaging through old boxes. “Suzie, what are you doing?” you asked. Suzie didn't answer. “I found it!” she exclaimed, pulling out an old record covered in dust. Suzie excitedly rushed over to the record player and placed the record on the platter. The record spun around playing static before releasing music.

Your anniversary song played, The song “Why do fools fall in love” by Frankie Lymon.

As a tradition, Joseph and Suzie would play the song on repeat during your anniversary. It would be a lie if you said the song was terrible. You enjoyed the song. The only problem with the music was the fact it reminded you, that you were forever bound to an unwanted relationship. You felt arms encircling your waist, “dance with me, dear!” Suzie giggled. With Suzie’s guidance, you both danced to the song. Suzie stared deeply into your eyes. The look she had almost made you forget all the terrible things she had done or had allowed Joseph to do to you. You almost felt like you weren't forced to be by her side.

The call must have ended early. Joseph surprised the both of you with a kiss on your cheeks, “This song brings back memories.” Joseph mumbles. You agree, nodding your head. You kiss Joseph and lay your head on his chest.

The old you would have been disgusted at the thought of doing such an act. Disgusted with how submissive you were to them. But the old you was no more. You had finally let go of the hope you had of escaping. You learned to love them. You had no choice after all.

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mostlovedtragedy · 1 year

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Seriously people, if you’re not reading Electric Blue by @prince--jasper are you even truly living your life to its fullest? I think not. If you’ve got a love for Jotakak, Avpol, and Joseph/Caesar/Suzie Q then this is the story for you. Come on! What are you all waiting for?

Rated Mature. Author’s name on AO3 is Prince_Jasper. Give the story a read and the author some love. Another great update posted just today.

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sinfulauthorwrites · 7 months

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Kinktober 2023 Day 10: Anal & Double Penetration

This specific drabble is based on this art by DatApe1! It’s one of my favorite CaeJoseQ pieces, and I had to do a fic based on it!

💖 Many thanks to @flightlessangelwings for the prompt list! 💖

Ship: CaeJoseQ

Word count: 102

Applicable Tags: Anal Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, Double Penetration, Wet Dream, Dirty Talk, Light Dom/sub, Top!Joseph Joestar, Top!Caesar Zeppeli, Bottom!Suzi Q, Teasing, Threesome - F/M/M, POV Third Person Omniscient

Suzi throws her head back and lets out a languid moan as Caesar and Joseph caress her body, their cocks thrusting in and out of her holes in tandem. “Is this what gets you going, Suzi? Having your two best friends fuck you full?” Joseph teases, his hands moving from her waist to grope her tits.

"Sì! It’s all I’ve ever wanted!” Suzi moans again, her asshole clenching around Joseph’s cock as he fucks her harder with each word.

Caesar chuckles. “Well, maybe dreams do come true~” He rubs her clit harder, pushing her closer to her climax. “Come for us, Suzi.”

Liked this and want more? Check the full Kinktober fic on my AO3 here!

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jojo-reader-hell · 2 years

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Joseph Joestar x Reader: Closer

So, baby, pull me closer

In the back seat of your Rover

That I know you can't afford

Bite that tattoo on your shoulder

Pull the sheets right off the corner

Of that mattress that you stole

From your roommate back in Boulder

We ain't ever getting older

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No matter if it was the desert of the American Southwest, or the deserts of Africa, the beauty of the glittering mica reflecting the soft glow of moonbeam was the same.

That was the desert charm, you told Joseph in a whisper as his grandson and friends slept soundly in the back seats of the van, squished together like enormous sardines as they snored in the crooks of each other’s necks.

The two of you decided to take the night shift. Two old biddies who had trouble sleeping because for the first time in nearly fifty years you were able to catch up on the events of your lives. The helicopter ride in was hell on your old bones, but the pleasant company of a stray Boston Terrier who had taken a liking to you made it bearable at least.

Said dog was currently sleeping on your lap, lulled by the tread of the jeep as you drove, undisturbed by the clutch or the constant shifting of gears.

You told Joseph about life after New York, how eventually you settled down in a small desert community in New Mexico to work dig sites, and the discoveries you’d made there. He told you about his adventures in real estate investments, the opportunities he had to travel the world and see new faces.

Not so subtle of an insert into the conversation was the nugget that he had used the opportunity to look for you, always keeping an eye out in every museum and library he stumbled across, wishing and hoping to catch a glimpse. He’d never thought to look in the southwest. You replied that it was a great hiding place. Many celebrities and artists sought refuge there, comingling with the everyday folks, perfect for someone like you who was a mix of scientific celebrity and ordinary person.

But he tells you you’re wrong. You are anything but ordinary. Hamon training over the years has kept you beautiful. The same sweet, youthful face, with the addition of a few frown lines here and there and the tiniest of crow’s feet from squinting at the dirt for years, some laugh lines from the joyful moments he hoped you had. And, his heart raced when he caught glimpses, the smallest strands of hair the color of starlight when the moon managed to gently caress you with it's light.

“I should have never left you behind.” He murmurs, just loud enough that your eyes widen at the implications.

“I’ve made so many mistakes in life that I have been able to move past, but I should have never left you.”

The ride on is awkward. You don’t say anything for many minutes. Not until you finally gather the strength to address the elephant in the room.

“You gave me freedom beyond my wildest imaginations when you got married to her.” You replied. “I was able to do things I could have never done if I had stayed in New York. There wasn’t much money in the museum. In New Mexico… I have opportunities.”

You prattle on in a soft whisper about the people you’ve met. The dances you’ve attended on the Pueblos. The life you’ve made for yourself by the Rio Grande. Out there you could hone your potential. You awakened your ability to see Stands in your early 20’s, and yet no spirit manifested for you. But that was alright. You were more than capable of taking care of yourself when the situation called for it. And now that this stray with a powerful fighting spirit was with you, you would never have to be afraid ever again.

Joseph is silent. You continue on.

You tell him what is most important now is that his grandson has a mother to go home to, that his wife doesn’t lose their only child, that he doesn’t have to suffer the fate of outliving his bloodline. What matters is that they all survive, and this curse is at last laid to rest. Until the moon starts to sink beneath the skyline, and the sky goes from the color of midnight to the blushing hues of purple and pink, you try to convince the both of you that this mistake of not staying together was for the better.

The resentment of him leaving you for another woman peeks through the façade of your calm every now and again, but you wait until it passes before again filling the silence with insistences that you’re fine. Everything is fine. The hands of fate have woven the webs of your destinies, as it happens to be you won’t be together as you naively thought when you were younger.

It isn’t until you pull over, preparing to exit the car to wake the next driver, when Joseph gently but firmly takes your face in his hands.

His kiss is warm, scratchy, almost like being ensconced in a wool blanket as his beard tickles you. At first you resist, but only for a moment, the old heartache resurfacing.

When you part your lips for him, suddenly you’re transported back in time. It’s the 40’s all over again. You both are clumsy young adults caught in a whirlwind of a romance that neither of you realize will end in heartbreak. The two of you are so caught up in your young lives that you can’t see the future in which you will separate tragically, unfulfilled promises steeping in regret like a tea bag left sitting in lukewarm water for so long the drink has turned bitter with age.

“I want you back.” he murmurs against your lips.

You’ve been disappointed too many times to cry at this. But what starts the tears is the frightful reality that he means what he says when he tells you that he is going to follow you to New Mexico, to the ends of the earth, he doesn’t care where. As soon as Holly is safe, he is going to leave his life behind and give what he has left of it to you, the one who is the most deserving. The one whom he so selfishly robbed of a life when you were a frightened young child clinging desperately to the one greatest love you knew.

The sweetness of his promise… The hope…

This stays with you until your dying breath. Giddy laughter at the possibility of a life with the one you love, that only serves to stoke the wrath of the blonde vampire god of the night who will later have his hand buried into the warm sunshine pulsing, permeating deep within the chamber of your heart.

But for now, there is no death. No danger. No mission of rescue. There is only the two of you. Kissing passionately under the last remaining cover of starry night, before the desert sand is illuminated in golden sunlight.

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