JJBA Writing

A/N: I made a little scenario for this request. I hope you like it!

Sunrise | Rohan x Reader

Sometimes it’s hard to tell when you and Rohan are on an actual date or not. He has a tendency to drag people along for strange adventures, and his dates have a similar feeling. After dating him for a few months, though, you’ve gotten pretty good at telling when he’s in a romantic mood.

Today is one of those days. Rohan knocks on your door at an ungodly hour of the morning and tells you to get dressed. He follows you inside and picks out your outfit, helping you pull a comfy sweater over your head.

“Come on, we don’t have much time,” he says, leading you outside. He takes his motorcycle helmet and puts it on your head, carefully adjusting the strap under your chin. You mount the motorcycle after he does, placing your arms around his waist.

You close your eyes for most of the ride, enjoying the warmth of Rohan’s back. When you finally arrive at your destination, he pats your leg and tells you to get up. You don’t want to move away from him, but when you open your eyes, you see why he had dragged you out of bed so early in the morning.

The sun is just beginning to rise over the ocean, casting a heavenly orange-pink glow over the dark water. You stand up on shaky legs and remove the helmet.

“Rohan, this is…” You search for the right words. This is quite a grand gesture, from somebody who isn’t used to openly showing his love. Your face feels warm, despite the chilly weather. You glance over at Rohan, just in time to see him shove a small sketchbook into his pocket.

You can’t help but feel a little crestfallen. “Oh,” you mutter. “So, you just came out here to draw the sunrise?”

“What? No, of course not.” He crosses his arms and looks away, leaning against the seat of the motorcycle.

“Then what were you drawing?”

His cheeks flush bright pink. You can barely hear it when he answers, “You.”

Now it’s your turn to blush. You don’t like to pry, but now you’re curious. “Can… can I see it?”

Rohan sighs and pulls the sketchbook out of his pocket, handing it to you without meeting your eyes. You flip it open to find a handful of pages containing sketches of you. They’re all labeled in Rohan’s nigh-unreadable cursive on the back, stating what you were doing when he drew you: Seeing the monkeys at Morioh Zoo. Eating favorite ice cream. Laughing at a TV show.

Rohan, who was normally so brash, stumbled over his words: “I just… I like to see you happy. Is that weird?”

You laughed and threw your arms around him. “Of course not!”

Thanks to @bunnywritings for tagging me!

name: Eris

hair color: Naturally dark brown, but I’ve dyed it every natural color and many, many unnatural colors. I’m considering doing an ombre orange thing for fall... Maybe I’ll post a selfie if it turns out well! OwO

zodiac sign: Virgo

height: 5′ 2″

hobbies: Writing (of course), bullet journaling, video games, reading

favorite color: Probably green?

favorite book: The Crying of Lot 49 

last song listened to: This synthwave remix of Josuke’s theme!

last film watched: I saw Joker with my friend last week

things i love: My husband, my friends, literature, watching JoJo with my dad and having him ask me “ARE THEY DEAD?!” every single time somebody gets injured (I started him on part 4, he’s still upset about Shigechi ;-;)

what brings me peace: Meditation has been working for me recently

meaning behind my url: I’m Eris, and I write about JoJo!

Suggestive content below! I’ll tag it NSFW but I won’t bother with a cut since it’s pretty mild.

You had always assumed Abbacchio to be the kind of person who goes all-out on his Halloween costume. You were expecting something dramatic, dark, and professional enough to come straight from a movie set. You were not expecting this.

When you showed up at Abbacchio’s apartment for your romantic two-person costume party, he answered the door wearing a skintight white nurse’s dress, complete with a headpiece and black thigh highs.

“Well, come inside, I’m not holding the door open all night,” Abbacchio said, interrupting your filthy train of thought as you stood gaping at him. You scurried inside and he shut the door.

You kept gawking at him as he poured both of you glasses of red wine. You cleared your throat.

“So, um, Leone… why did you pick this costume?”

He handed you your wine. “What, you don’t like it?” He leaned back against his kitchen counter and sipped his wine, accidentally exposing even more of his toned chest.

Your face felt almost as red as the wine. “I… like it a lot, actually.” You sipped your drink, hand trembling from sheer thirst. If you two didn’t get down to business soon, Abbacchio would have to mop you off of his floor.

*Crawls out of the void to post smut on a Thursday morning.* I tossed in some light bondage too, let’s get wild. NSFW under the cut.

Warning for mentions of abuse!

With Abbacchio’s background as a police officer, he knows the signs of abuse all too well. He suspected what was going on, but he used Moody Blues to be 100% sure.

When Moody Blues replayed what had been done to you, Abbacchio was so furious he could barely contain himself. He resolved to solve this problem on his own, consequences be damned. He would never forgive himself if your abuser laid a finger on you even one more time.

The next day, your abuser leaves town, leaving you a hastily-written note saying that they would never bother you again. You wonder what could have scared them so much that they would leave so fast.

Afterwards, Abbacchio is uncharacteristically gentle with you. He’s always treated you with more respect than anyone in Passione (except for Bruno, of course), but now it’s even more obvious.

Abbacchio knows you need time to heal. He would never pressure you into a relationship, no matter how strongly he desires to be with you.

Abbacchio doesn’t like to display affection very openly, but his actions still show that he cares deeply about you. When he notices you having difficulty walking, he’ll always offer an arm, or ask you to sit with him. He also has no problem spending a relaxed night with you at home, if you aren’t feeling well. He’ll watch movies with you all night and bring you pain meds, heating pads, or anything else you might need.

Fugo is surprisingly gentle when it comes to caring for you. He’s nervous about hurting you when you’re already in pain. Fugo is very detail-oriented, so he’s good at things like reminding you to take your meds. He’ll research your condition to help you avoid anything that might aggravate your pain. When it comes to actually caring for you, though, he’s pretty helpless. Fugo would do anything for you, he just has to be told what you need.

More spooky content! This got somewhat violent and shitposty. Demons, am I right?

Soon after reaching Egypt, you and Jotaro are attacked by an enemy Stand user. The two of you had separated from the other Crusaders to have dinner alone, and now you regret it.

Jotaro is shocked to see you stride towards the Stand user with murderous intent in your eyes. You claimed not to have a Stand, so he had protected you himself for most of the journey. But if you’re walking straight towards an enemy, you must have a plan, right?

Jotaro’s eyes widen as your true form is revealed in a glimmer of red light. The enemy summons his Stand to fight. Before it can attack, you rush forward and go absolutely apeshit with your demon powers.

Your boyfriend watches in horror as blood (and a limb or two) goes flying. When the enemy has been sufficiently “retired”, you return to your human disguise and walk back to Jotaro.

“How did I do?” You ask him.