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simprisottowriter · 4 years

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Helloo again can you write some fugo headcanons ? Some cute and funny like gyros would be very nice UwU

Wonderful to see you again, UwU anon! Your character choices for headcanons are so lovely! Fugo is multidimensional, well-written with such depth, even if his appearance in the series was short. He deserves more attention and love!! ♡♡ Let's shower this boy with appreciation, with these headcanons!

°☆ Personality, Private Life & Relationships ☆°

◇ Treasures cute things, like charms or pendants. To him, their monetary value doesn’t matter. Memories are what make him keep anything close to his heart. Hidden in plain sight is his keychain, a small red puppet charm that decorates his keys. Cutesy and delicately worn by time as all the other small trinkets he owns, that remind him of the nicer moments of his childhood.

◇ Might look very unapproachable, but once someone gets close to him, they see a completely different side of him. Thoughtful, tender and sympathetic wouldn’t be the words someone would use to describe Fugo the first time they met him, but would definitely be the first words that come to mind after being near him for a while. In his private life, he would be a bit strict, but very understanding and well-mannered. He is so professional at everything he does, that it is pretty impressive.

◇ Incredibly good at card games, board games and anything that requires strategy. Wins most of the times. He doesn’t even try hard to win anymore, since he only plays with Mista and Narancia, as everyone else in Bruno’s team is too busy. They both just get confused at the game rules and do anything else than play properly, as Fugo just stares deadpan at them till they follow the rules. He can't help but laugh along with them with their antics. Even if he feels like he is babysitting them most of the time, he loves them much.

◇ Acts like he doesn’t find them even a teensy bit funny, but he adores puns and silly jokes! Tries to act serious all the time, that it’s so out of character when he secretly laughs at any ridiculous joke Narancia and Mista say.

◇ Loves art! In all its forms. But mostly adores painting. You could probably show him a painting, and no matter how famous or not it is, he would recognize the artist solely from the art style. Bruno’s Passione considers it some sort of game to continually show random pictures of art to Fugo to recognize them, till he either gets angry or they get bored. Did I say that he loves abstract art and surrealism?

◇ When no one is around, Fugo passes his time like he always used to, by playing the piano. It is one of the most wonderful moments, that his teammates treasure, to listen to the piano playing while unlocking the door, as they return from a difficult mission. Brings the serenity back to their hearts. Makes them forget for a moment about their stressful work. Would also play soft Brahms and Bach music pieces, to ease insomnia and make a sleepless night bearable ♡

◇ More academically skilled than socially skilled, but he is trying his best! Small talk isn’t his greatest thing, but he is the best person to have around for deep conversations or debating. He is knowledgeable about many subjects and could keep the conversation interesting for hours with his facts and ideas.

◇ Loves it when he can share his interests and personal thoughts, without being ignored or belittled. Values trust more than anything.

◇ And once he finds someone he truly trusts, Fugo’s anger and fear will subside. Most notably, this would be easy to recognize not only from Fugo himself, but from Purple Haze. The stand would appear more often, but this time, more controllable, more tame and less dangerous than before, till it is completely harmless on its own. And not only that, but once Fugo manages to fully control Purple Haze, its performance and power would be unmatchable!

◇ Appreciates it with all his heart when someone helps him with his tasks. Even if he won’t admit it or even does all his chores by himself just to prove that he is very independent, he really wants a helping hand. Even if it is just staying by his side. Staying up late to aid his studying or helping him with daily problems of small importance are favors he would definitely return in the future. Acts of service and some fine quality time are a must for Fugo ♡

◇ Cleaning around the house or doing chores might be a hassle for many, but he actually likes them. Once he finds a place that he feels safe enough to settle in, that he can call his own, he is going to take care of it as much as he could.

◇ Gets disappointed in himself when he does absentmindedly a calculation wrong. It has stuck with him that he must excel in everything, and thus criticizes every small mistake he does. He’s a perfectionist to the core. Even if others around him understand and immediately forgive him, his expectations for himself have been raised too high, from all the events that took place in his past. It's difficult for him to loosen up.

◇ Emanates a soft scent of old books, perfume and a flowery aroma of freshly cleaned clothing. Feels just like home.

◇ Knitting and sewing are some of his favorite hobbies. They keep him at ease and make his intense anger disappear. He has a collection of small plushies he made himself. Refuses to show them, since he doesn’t believe they look well-made or worth showing, but in reality they are some of the cutest plushies you've ever seen!

◇ Has collections of worn-out books. With covers discolored and tattered from hours of reading next to the light of the nightstand. Their pages are slightly crumpled all over the edges, and remained as such, even if he constantly tried to straighten them out. Their white color, along with the letters, have been slightly faded and tinted brown. His bookshelves are filled with them. Upon inspection, you can recognize which book he is reading, even if most of them have a bookmark sticking out of them. His current read always has his most favorite handmade bookmark, a special request from a store in Naples.

◇ Won't be the person to approach others, but wait till someone else does the first move. He doesn’t believe he is worth someone's time, thus refuses to start anything. Usually never takes the lead, since every time he made the choice to stand up for himself, it cost him happy times of his life that he couldn't replace.

◇ Needing glasses won't be something he would admit. Even if his eyesight isn't that bad, he has always a pair of white-framed glasses in his pocket when he needs to read something up close. Wears them often when he is reading on his own, and not really in public.

◇ Has learned enough about cooking to be able to live on his own, but he is especially great at brewing tea or coffee. These are his go-to drinks, depending on the time of day or his schedule. Also loves sweets way too much!

◇ Refuses to realize that he deserves love and much, much caring. Really undervalues himself.

◇ His whole body would probably freeze if someone held his hand. Mainly, he wouldn’t know how to react and would be very embarrassed about it. Though, he is so touch and attention starved that even a small movement that shows care and love would stay in his mind forever. A hug would send him. He wouldn't probably know how to articulate a sentence after that.

◇ Though, he flinches very easily when someone attempts to get close to him or touch him, like with a friendly pat on a back or his head. Not only that, but his speech becomes weaker and faster than before, he keeps looking away and his breath cannot regulate. Repressed memories of painful times flow back again. He cannot realize the person he has in front of him doesn't want to hurt him, and his body instinctively is on guard. The flinching stops when he is fully used to someone's presence, and trusts them with all his heart. He is worth the patience someone could give him, since he is a sweetheart!

◇ You can notice when he is in high spirits, since he hums joyfully the melody of his favorite songs while doing rather mundane tasks. At first it is very unnoticeable, but after you learn his behavior, you understand what makes him happy, even if he doesn't show it. Turns really bashful and tries to hide his embarrassment by looking away and sighing, when someone recognizes which song he is humming. He holds his personal interests (such as his music taste) very close to him and keeps them hidden, so it's a surprise to him to find someone that tries to break the walls he has built up. Oh, and since I mentioned his music taste, he would probably be a fan of rock, but I believe he would like any song that he just likes the vibe of it.

◇ As roughly explained above, a very private person. About his thoughts, past life and his current feelings. Takes a while for him to fully open up to someone. And even if he finds someone he trusts, he has a hard time letting all his emotions out. Knowing himself and how his feelings burden him, he refuses to let others know he truly feels. Repressing all his emotions, just because he doesn't want his loved ones to feel the pain he does. Deeply cares, even if he hides it under layers of anger. Caring and strong, as always.

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llheadcanons-blog · 7 years

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Congratulations on 100 followers! You're a great writer, so it's no surprise! :) Since you asked, could I request headcanons for Jotaro (3taro, preferably) and Kakyoin getting a love letter from their shy future s/o on Valentine's Day? And then maybe a bonus hc about what they do in return for White Day?

Aaah I hope these are okay! I kind of made them a little bit like a scenario, especially Kakyoin’s, so I hope that’s okay!

Jotaro:

To Jotaro, this is by far the worst day of the year. The girls that follow him to school, plus more, always bother him without fail. Every Valentines day, they charge at him en masse and can only seem to either squeal or scream at him. This day is the biggest test of patience for poor Jotaro.

Then it gets worse when he reaches the actual school building. This poor boy can’t even get to his change of shoes without being attacked by a million love letters. Because of this, he won’t even bother and will just opt out of getting his school shoes.

And it doesn’t stop there, each break between classes brings all new girls into his classroom. All of them either loud and obnoxious, or too quiet for him to understand. Though he’d gladly take the later over the former, he’d rather them not come by and bother him at all.

After about half a day, he’s had enough. Jotaro gets up to leave, not really caring for anyone’s protest. That is, until he accidentally bumped straight into you the hallway.

While the interaction between you two had been very little, thanks to his lack of talking and your shyness, Jotaro knew you well enough to know you wouldn’t be a bother for him today. Or at least, he had thought.

In between him and where he fell was a letter. At first, some part of Jotaro’s chest tightened. While he didn’t know why, he suddenly felt the need to punch someone (this is called jealousy, Jotaro!), thinking he knew that you had no interest in him.

Imagine his surprise to see his name on the envelope. While you haven’t said anything other than stuttered attempts at conversation, Jotaro’s eyes would be widened in momentary shock. Tugging down his hat, Jotaro would pick up and stuff the letter into his pocket before walking away. He never gave you a reply that day, or any day after.

That was until white day. While he isn’t exactly one to give a damn about such a thing, especially the whole giving back 3 times what was received bullshit, Jotaro would find you at lunch and tell you to skip class with him. Doesn’t matter if you’re a perfect honor student, he’s not going to take no for an answer, knowing this is the only time he’d be able to leave the school grounds without encountering a crowd of girls.

-When- If you agree to leave, Jotaro would take you back to his house to meet his mother, much to his mother’s complete delight. You’re going to learn soon enough that Jotaro isn’t exactly someone wastes time with things like dates. He’d much rather do what he wants to do while you just stay by his side. If you want a date out of him, you’re going to have to speak up after you’re done stuffing your mouth with Holly’s delicious cooking.

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Kakyoin:

Kakyoin on the other hand, wouldn’t mind Valentine’s day too much. While this might be because he’s not as popular as Jotaro, his polite and suave persona would still give him plenty of fangirls in the school he attends.

The moment he arrives he’s immediately faced with an overflowing shoe box of love letters. As much as he hates to be rude (to anyone who’s not Polnareff), he’d force himself to ignore and leave the letters behind after he grabs his shoes.

While not nearly as bad as it is with Jotaro, Kakyoin would still get plenty of letters from his fangirls during break periods. While he kindly takes all of them and give the girls his thanks, he’s going to use Hierophant Green to take them all to the trash.

Cue the school’s new horror story. Every Valentine’s day (even though this is the first one), a ghost of a girl steals and throws away the chocolates of others as a result of having her own rejected just before she died. Kakyoin is very amused by this.

During lunch, Kakyoin will leave his classroom to get a moment to himself. While walking around though, he’ll see you standing in a secluded hallway, holding a letter to your chest and looking very nervous.

Being the meany butt that he can be, he’ll sneak up to your side without you noticing, before leaning over to give you a quick “boo!”.

After laughing quite a bit at your reaction, Kakyoin would quickly apologize before patting your head. He’d lean on the wall next to you before finally asking about the letter in your hand. Leaning over your shoulder a little, he’ll ask you who it was for and when you plan on giving it out, but you’d reply that you’ve decided against it.

This would concern Kakyoin a little. While a part of him would honestly prefer that, since he’s had a crush on you for a while, he wants to support you as a friend first and foremost.

“If I may, you shouldn’t be afraid to give out your letter. I can guarantee whoever you’re giving it to would be thrilled to have it.”

When you explain to him that the person you want to give it to hates letters, he’ll (think) start putting two and two together.

“Oh I see… it’s for Jotaro, isn’t it?”

Thinking your surprised expression and stuttering was because of him being right, there will be a sharp pain in his chest. Still, after taking a deep breath, Kakyoin would give you a kind but pained smile.

“If you want, I can give it to him for you. I’m sure he’ll take it if I’m the one recommending him to-”

“It’s not for Jotaro, Kakyoin!”

His eyes would widen a bit at your outburst. Finding himself a little dumb founded, he’d just stare at you with an open mouth before apologizing.

There’d be a couple moments of silence between the two of you. After what felt like hours of doing nothing, he’d lightly tug on the letter in your hand, asking for silent permission to see it. Even if you explain that you don’t want anyone to find out, and that you don’t want to ruin your friendship with them, he’ll keep his hold on it without a reply.

Eventually, you’d give it up and let him have it. Unfortunately for him, you didn’t actually put a name on the envelope. While he desperately wishes it was for him, he doesn’t allow himself to think so. To him, he’s far less than what you deserve, and thinking that he could be the one in this letter was only going to hurt himself.

He’d take a deep breath before preparing to give it back to you, but just as he moves his hands towards you, you push them back towards him. Surprised, he’d try to give it back again before you wrap your hands around his. Looking closely at your face, he’d notice a deep red blush covering your cheeks and an almost begging look in your eyes.

Immediately he’d tear open the letter and begin to read, the blush on his cheeks becoming deeper and deeper with every word he read. Eventually, he’ll reach the end of the letter and find himself at a loss for words. Not wanting to worry you with a lack response, Kakyoin would quickly pull you towards him and hold you in a tight embrace.

“Thank you… truly, you have no idea just how much this means to me.”

When it comes around to next month on White day, Kakyoin is going to take you away after school to eat at someplace nice. While there, he’d give you three things. One is a small white teddy bear with a cute red bow around it’s neck, another is a box of your favorite candy, and the last one is a letter that explains just how much you truly mean to him already.

#Jotaro Kujo #Kakyoin Noriaki #part 3 #headcanons #llvalentine #Anonymous

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thejojosanctuary · 7 years

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If you could write head cannon/scenarios about kakyoin reacting to his S/O signing Love Like You from Steven Universe as a sort of love confession. If you can't that's okay, I just want some more Cherry Prince love on this blog.

HOLY SHIT WHAT IS THIS? I started writing this thinking - ‘Oh, I’ll make it short it doesn’t need to be long’ but -

-THIS,

THIS is what I ended up with. I’m sorry this is probably really terrible because halfway through I realized I was not as ready for scenarios as I thought I was so I’m really sorry ^-^

That being said I might have to hold back on scenarios for a while, finish the ones I’ve got and just focus on headcanons when I open back up the ask box. I hope you guys can understand :3

Other than that, please enjoy!

- Ghost

Love likeyou – Kakyoin

50 days. 50 long days of pain, torment, struggle and growingbonds is what it had taken to lead to this exact moment. You could hardlybelieve that a group of no more than seven (you included) had been able toovercome Dio and The World; walking away from the final battle with the knowledgethat he’d no longer be able to poison the world with his influence. However ithadn’t truly set in until his body had crumbled into nothingness beneath therays of the morning sunlight. Holly was safe and everyone in your party hadcome away alive.

But that didn’t mean the heavy burden of loss wasn’t uponeveryone’s shoulders.

Avdol had lost his forearms and Iggy had been beaten to apoint of near death at the hands of Vanilla Ice, leaving both of them undercareful watch of the Speedwagon Foundation as they both recovered from theirinjuries and grew accustomed to living with their new prosthetics. You weregrateful that the fortune teller and Boston terrier had been recovering as wellas they had been, checking up on the pair every once in a while to keep up withtheir progress; and yet your true concern lay with a certain cherry obsessedteen.

It had been a miracle that Kakyoin had survived the attackagainst The World, as stated by the medical professionals that had arrived onthe scene to transport him to their facilities; but after several majoroperations and countless observations of his health it seemed as though he wasgoing to survive this ordeal after all. You could still remember the horror youexperienced as Kakyoin’s body had blown back and collided with the water tower,firing off one final Emerald Splash before his body went limp – and you had swornto yourself after learning he’d survive that you weren’t going to let anythinglike this happen again on your watch.

The first few days had been spent in constant worry asdoctors tried to coax him out of an unresponsive state, fearful that at anymoment he’d succumb to his wounds and would never live to return back to Japanor his parents. So when he finally regained consciousness you were practicallyovercome with emotion, desperately clutching to his hand in the fear that youwere going to lose him again as you broke down by his side. From that moment onyou’d hardly left Kakyoin’s side, remaining by his bed side as often as youcould to keep him company and retrieving anything he wanted before he even hadthe chance to finish his sentences.

He appreciated the notion, knowing how draining everythinghad been on everyone, but he disliked how helpless he felt confined to ahospital bed feeling as though he were taking you for granted. And yet he didn’thave the heart to send you away. Your journey across Egypt had brought the twoof you together; at first merely bonding over the fact that you both possessedstands but soon you were genuinely enjoying each other’s presence as youlearned more about the other. Perhaps he had grown a little too close for your ‘friendship’to be called as such (a love-struck crush sounded just about right) and thishad only grown with every moment you had spent doting on him. However he verymuch doubted that he would ever gain the resolve to confess in concern that ifyou were to refuse his feelings the bond you once shared would never be the sameas what it was now; so all he could do is enjoy how things were between younow.

At least, that’s what he’d thought.

It was just another day; however, unlike the weeks andmonths before hand the atmosphere of the room was far more positive anduplifting with the news that had come a few days prior. The doctors hadinformed the high school student that he was now considered stable enough to betransferred back home into the care of a Japanese hospital, and you could telljust how much joy that information brought to him given that it meant he wouldfinally able to see his parents again. It was refreshing to see him in such ahappy mood and it almost made you laugh to watch him practically shuffle in hisbed, anticipating what was to come; and yet there was a small guilty part ofyou that felt almost somber. Returning back to Japan meant that you wouldn’t beable to spend as much time with him as you were now, the looming fact that you’dhave to return back to school and diminish your visits to the hospital makingyou upset. But you were putting on a brave face to get through it, decidingthat talking with the cherry lover while you could was your best way to cope.

With that thought you sighed and looked around the room,taking in just how barren everything was now that his belongings had beenremoved, in preparation for the flight a mere few hours from now. Kakyoinseemed to notice this and chuckled “I suppose the room does look a littleempty, doesn’t it?! He stated, drawing your attention to his position on thebed and you offered him a smile.

“I guess…I can’t believe it’s finally happening” youreplied, walking over to take a seat next to him as you continued to glanceabout the place. His eyes softened, an expression akin to reminiscence playingon his beautiful face.

“It’s almost surreal that a mere few months ago we hadstepped foot inside that mansion to take on Dio” At the mention of that monster’sname you stiffened, memories of that night relaying themselves back to you likea record and Kak apparently seemed to pick up on this, slipping his hand intoyours and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Surprised you looked down at thesight before bringing your eyes back up to meet his own violet ones, but theonly reply you received was a warm smile.

“(Y/N), won’t you sing a song for me?” he asked, switchingthe topic to something less painful to recall. Singing was something you had apassion for, a fact which showed from the countless times you had been caughthumming or singing to yourself without even realizing it and Kakyoin had alwaysrequested you to sing for him whenever the stress of his current situationbecame too much. It was because of this that you weren’t taken aback by thecomment and flashed a grin.

“Way to change the conversation there Kak” you teased, butwhen he didn’t relent and instead flashed a cheeky grin of his own you sighedrather dramatically.

“I suppose I could– any choices?” you asked. Normally he would ask for a certain song that he hadheard you sing before or would simply look one up, however this time he simplyleaned back in bed.

“Surprise me” You pouted playfully at his remark, restingyour chin in your hand as you began to think over a list of songs off of thetop of your head. He had already heard the majority of the songs that you knewbut you wanted this one to be something he had yet to hear considering it maybe the last time you see him until he arrives back in Japan. So you beganthinking, and thinking, and thinking – until something finally came to mind.With a smile you looked back down at the teen.

“I think I’ve got one” you stated, watching as he nodded andkept his eyes trained on you, mentally urging you to start. And you did.

“If I could begin to be

Half of what you think of me

I could do about anything

I could even learn how to love~”

As the notes began to flow you saw the smile on his face slowlyshift to one of surprise; violet eyes widening ever so subtly as pure wonderovertook his expression.

“When I see the way you act

Wondering when I’m coming back

I could do about anything

I could even learn how to love

Like you~”

You noticed the teen raise up into a sitting position, leaningforward and bringing his hands to rest in his lap as he watched you gently swayalong to the song, invisible music filling your ears alongside every note thatpassed through your lips.

“I always thought I might be bad

Now I’m sure that it’s true

‘Cause I think you’re so good

And I’m nothing like you-”

You hadn’t realized that your gaze had shifted to meet Kakyoin’suntil you saw yourself reflected in those vibrant eyes of his, but you couldn’ttear them away even as you felt your face heat up and your heart start to thudpainfully against your chest; something inside of you didn’t want to move andinstead wanted to pour all of your unspoken words into the song and by god youwere going to do it.

“-Look at you go

I just adore you

I wish that I knew

What makes you think I’m so special~”

The pure affection that radiated off of every note and keyand movement seemed to carry over to him and he too felt a flush rise to hisface as he reached out once more to take your hand into his once more; anaffirmative squeeze giving you all the confidence you needed to press on.

“If I could begin to do

Something that does right by you

I would do about anything

I would even learn how to love~”

With both of his hands occupied, something familiar began toemerge from behind him and you watched as Hierophant Green materialized andbegan slinking past it’s user, coming up to cup your cheeks gently with itshands. You hadn’t seen the green stand since the battle with Dio, and from the faintcracks that were scattered across it’s torso you could only assume that it wasstill recovering from the trauma just as Kakyoin was – and yet it had stillcome. Smiling softly, you leaned into the touch, relishing in the warmth whichemanated from the skin against your own as you came to the final verse of thesong.

“When I see the way you look

Shaken by how long it took

I could do about anything

I could even learn how to love like you…~”

The room was filled with silence as you voice faded intonothingness, simply staying as you were for the longest of time before therewas any sort of movement. But it wasn’t from you – instead it was Kakyoin, whomoved his hands to take the place of his stands and ran his thumbs down thesides of your face with such care that your cheeks began turning a rosy hue. Nowords were said, but none had to be to get the mutual message across and beforeanything could be said his head dove to lock his lips against yours in a breath-takingkiss.

You gladly reciprocated his advances, pressing back withjust as much passion as your hands came up to squeeze his shoulders. He hummedin approval, head tilting ever so slightly to savour the moment. The kiss endedfar too soon for either of your likings but as you parted you couldn’t help theuncontrollable grin that came to your face upon realizing what had justhappened.

“I suppose that means you like me, eh?” Kakyoin seemed tohuff at your statement but still allowed a grin of his own to form.

“Hmm, I suppose~”he retorted, a teasing tone clear in his voice before his expression becamemore serious. “I love you, (Y/N)” Your heart fluttered at those words, almost disbelievingthat they had come from Kakyoin himself but you still felt a giddy sense of joybubble in your chest. “I love you too, Nori”

A sudden tap on your shoulder drew away your attention backto Hierophant Green, who in turn pointed to the door and its user sighed. “Itappears as though we have company coming” he elaborated, reluctantly allowing hishands to slip away from your cheeks as you separated. Moments later a knockechoed off of the door and two individuals peeked into the room – easily recognizedas members of the Speedwagon foundation by their signature attire.

“Pardon the intrusion, but it’s time for your departure –the flight is ready and Mr. Joestar and his grandson are waiting for you at theairport” one of them explained, tipping their hat in greeting towards the twoof you. You looked back at Kakyoin who met eyes with yours, offering you acomforting smile that conveyed everything before turning to the men in thedoorway.

“Yes, we understand we’re just about ready to leave, right(Y/N)?” All it took was the assuring look in his eyes to make you answer. “Ofcourse we are” They nodded and turned to leave. “Very well, we’ll inform thedoctors and get you over there as soon as possible” they remarked as they left.

This was it – you were finally returning to Japan, together. As if sensing your thoughtsKakyoin merely chuckled, his hand once again finding yours and bringing it upto his lips to press a chaste kiss to top, all the while staring up at you witha gaze of pure affection as he spoke to you.

“Come now love – let’sgo home”

#jjba scenario #part 3 #stardust crusaders #noriaki kakyoin #missmehphistos #request #Ghost's post #please excuse me while I go lay down and cry

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