#speedwagon

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Speedwagon

- Speedwagon is absolutely an overorganizer - talking too fast, overplanning everything, and insisting nothing is “too much” if it makes you happy. His loud, emotional nature means everyone around you knows exactly how thrilled he is.

- Underneath the bravado, he is terrified he’s not worthy: an ex‑thug from Ogre Street who somehow ended up with you. Remembering how Jonathan’s kindness changed him, he vows daily not to waste the life and love he’s been given.

- He is extremely protective in the lead‑up: triple‑checking venues, carriages, guest lists, security, because losing people he loves is his greatest fear. You catch him staying up late over paperwork, muttering about wanting everything “safe and perfect” for you.

- The wedding has this mix of old English charm and quiet opulence: a beautiful church or manor with stained glass, warm lamps, and a reception in a grand hall funded (discreetly) by his success as a respectable businessman.

- Because he values loyalty and friendship above all, the guest list is stacked with people he considers family: Joestars, trusted colleagues, and anyone who ever treated him with decency when he was still scraping by.

- The atmosphere is emotional and loud in the best way: there is laughing, crying, people clapping too early, and Speedwagon narrating things under his breath because he can’t stop verbally reacting to every tender moment.

- When you walk down the aisle, he absolutely breaks: hands shaking, trying to stand tall, but his face is an open book. His hot‑blooded, expressive nature means everyone can see he is utterly gone for you.

- His vows are messy but real: he trips over words, repeats himself, maybe swears once then apologizes immediately, but every line circles back to “You saved me” and “I’ll stand by you the way I stood by Jonathan… only more, because you’re my home.”

- If there’s a religious or symbolic component, he leans into it with reverence. Coming from a life of crime and danger, any ritual that symbolizes “new life” or “protection” hits him hard, and you can feel him squeeze your hands like he’s promising the universe itself.

- The reception is generous and welcoming: good food, loud music, and a very open door policy toward anyone you care about. He makes a point of toasting his journey from Ogre Street to this moment, and how your love made all that pain worth something.

- He dances like an overexcited puppy in a suit. He is not graceful, but he is enthusiastic, and he keeps saying “You look incredible” like he needs to remind both you and himself every five minutes. His extroverted, people‑focused side shines as he spins you around and shows you off.

- At some point, he pulls you aside from the noise just to breathe with you in a quiet corridor or balcony. That’s when he gets soft and almost shy again, murmuring that no matter how big the foundation gets or how long he lives, this is the day he’s going to remember on his deathbed.

- After the wedding, he throws himself into being the kind of partner who never lets you doubt his devotion: bringing you tea, calling you “my spouse” with almost boyish glee, and proudly introducing you as the person who “gave an old street rat a future.”

- He still has that instinct to neglect his own needs for others, so in marriage he often overworks himself for your comfort. You’ll probably be the one teaching him that you want him healthy and happy, not just protected and providing.

- To him, the marriage is not just romance - it’s a promise to never leave you alone the way he’s seen others left behind. In Speedwagon’s heart, you become his chosen family, the person he’ll spend the rest of his life loudly, fiercely, openly loving.

Caesar Zeppeli

- Caesar is both excited and terrified. On the surface he’s bragging - “Of course you want to marry me!” - but when he’s alone he worries about living up to that vow and whether he can protect you from the kind of pain he’s known.

- He gets controlling about details without meaning to: pacing around over guest lists, the menu, where you’ll sit, who will stand where, because if the day is perfect, maybe it’ll keep the bad things away. You often have to gently remind him you just want him, not perfection.

- He is fiercely proud that you’re choosing him. It softens his temper; if anyone even hints at disrespecting you or the marriage, his protective streak flares instantly. He’s determined that no one will ever make you feel unwanted or unsafe.

- The wedding has strong Italian energy: warm, lively, crowded with family and “family friends,” with a church or chapel filled with light filtering through high windows, flowers everywhere, and music always in the background.

- He wants it to feel like a celebration of love and life, not something stiff or cold. Expect lots of color, laughter, and people talking over one another, balanced with moments of quiet reverence when you exchange vows.

- There’s a heavy emphasis on family: photos of those who have passed, candles or flowers set in their memory, and a sense that you’re both being witnessed by the living and the dead. Deep down, he wants his father and sister to see that he finally found something good.

- When you walk down the aisle, Caesar is ruined. He tries to keep his composure, but his eyes shine, his jaw clenches, and he keeps having to blink away tears. For someone who’s always been so confident, he suddenly looks almost shy in front of you.

- His vows are emotional and a little dramatic in the best way. He talks about how you changed him, how he doesn’t ever want you to feel alone, how he’ll fight - literally and figuratively - for your future together. His voice cracks when he promises he won’t abandon you.

- There’s probably a symbolic gesture: maybe tying a ribbon around your joined hands, exchanging a small charm, or lighting a candle together. He takes that symbolism dead seriously, squeezing your fingers like he’s swearing on his own life.

- The reception is loud, warm, and full of food. Long tables, shared plates, wine, relatives telling stories about him (some embarrassing), and him hovering near you, always keeping a hand on your back, your waist, or your hand.

- He insists on a proper first dance. He’s better at it than you expect, leading you confidently, smirking when you stumble, then bending close to whisper that you’re perfect. Later, he probably pulls you into slower, more intimate dances away from the crowd.

- At some point, he sneaks you to a quieter spot - a terrace, a garden, a stairwell overlooking the party - just to breathe with you. He presses his forehead to yours and murmurs that he never thought he’d get this, and he’s not going to waste it.

- In married life, Caesar becomes even more protective and attentive. He calls you affectionate pet names constantly and refers to you as his spouse with this proud, slightly smug little smile.

- He is very physically affectionate at home: back hugs while you cook, kisses to your knuckles when you’re reading, pressing his cheek into your palm when he’s tired but doesn’t want to admit it. Touch becomes his daily reassurance that you’re really here.

- For him, the marriage is both a promise and a redemption. He carries the weight of his past, but every morning he wakes up next to you feels like proof that he didn’t end up defined by loss - that he found love, and kept it, and will spend the rest of his life fighting for it.

Noriaki Kakyoin

- Kakyoin treats the decision to marry you as something almost sacred, partly because he spent so much of his life feeling detached from others and not really having friends.

- He is reserved and introverted around big groups, so he plans the wedding to minimize small talk and maximize quiet, meaningful moments with you.

- He takes the idea of marriage very seriously - loyalty and respect mean everything to him, so proposing or accepting your proposal is something he only does once he is absolutely sure he’s “worthy” of being your person.

- He is the type to research legal procedures, venues, and traditions like he is studying for an exam, creating neat lists, schedules, and backup plans so nothing can ruin your day.

- The ceremony is small and serene: a garden, museum courtyard, or quiet shrine-like space where the focus is on you two, not on a huge crowd or loud reception.

- The aesthetic leans soft and slightly artsy, reflecting his love of art and photography - warm lighting, subtle colors, maybe stained glass or carefully chosen floral arrangements that he secretly overanalyzed to match your tastes.

- Kakyoin keeps the guest list tight: the Crusaders and a few people you truly care about, because he values respectful, trustworthy people and hates insincere social circles.

- The vows are simple but precise; he is not overly flowery, but every word is carefully chosen, promising loyalty, honesty, and the courage to keep growing together, just like he learned to do on the Egypt journey.

- On the surface he looks composed and polite, but anyone who knows him can see his hands tremble slightly when he holds yours or when the ring goes on your finger.

- He steals small, private moments between formal parts of the ceremony: brushing a stray hair from your face, quietly asking if you are tired or overwhelmed, and visibly relaxing every time you smile back at him.

- Instead of a wild party, the reception feels more like a cozy gathering with good food, inside jokes, and a chance for real conversation; he is happiest when you’re close by, not when you’re “on display.”

- Later, when it is just the two of you, he admits that marrying you feels like rewriting the lonely script of his childhood - proof that his life is no longer defined by isolation or Dio’s control, but by the quiet, chosen family he built with you.

Okuyasu Nijimura

- He tells literally everyone in Morioh within 24 hours, beaming as he introduces you as his fiancé(e) and asking each person if they think he is “husband material now.”

- Okuyasu keeps panicking about messing things up and constantly wonders what his brother would have told him, but your reassurance that he is doing great makes him visibly soften every time.

- Decision-making is a disaster at first; he wants everything you want but freezes whenever there are choices, so Josuke and Koichi quietly help narrow things down while Okuyasu picks whatever makes you smile hardest.

- The wedding ends up being small and local in Morioh: an outdoor venue near where you first used to hang out, decorated with slightly mismatched flowers and ribbons because he thought “more color = more happiness.”

- He shows up in a suit that still has a bit of that delinquent flair - maybe a bold tie or a subtle symbol that reminds him of Keicho - standing at the front and bouncing on his heels because staying still is impossible for him.

- When you appear, he goes from grinning to full-on tears in seconds, loudly telling you “You look amazing!” before the officiant even gets to say anything, making guests laugh and wipe their own eyes.

- His vows are messy, out-of-order, and totally genuine; he stumbles over words, admits he is “not the smartest guy,” and promises with his whole heart to always protect you, even if he is scared or unsure.

- He mentions his brother once, voice shaking, saying that meeting you is one of those choices he made all by himself and that he is proud of it, which hits everyone right in the chest.

- At least once, he instinctively uses The Hand to “fix” a problem - maybe erasing some space to pull a falling decoration back into place or to quickly move a table - and everyone gasps while he laughs it off sheepishly.

- Josuke has to gently warn him not to accidentally erase part of the aisle or the cake, so Okuyasu keeps fidgeting with his ring instead of his Stand, trying his best to behave.

- The reception is loud, warm, and a little clumsy: Okuyasu eats like it is Tonio’s restaurant and keeps trying to feed you bites between every conversation because sharing food is one of his biggest love languages.

- Your first dance is not graceful at all; he steps on your feet a few times, laughs nervously, then relaxes when you cling closer, turning it into a swaying, clingy hug more than a formal dance.

- He cannot stop staring at your ring and his, lifting your joined hands up to show people as if he still cannot believe you chose him, repeating “We’re really married, huh?” like a happy mantra.

- At the end of the night, he carries you over the threshold with way too much enthusiasm, almost tripping, then holds you close and quietly admits that this is the happiest and safest he has ever felt in his life.

Bruno Bucciarati

- For Bruno, marriage is not impulsive - he treats it as a promise he must live up to every day, the same way he treats his responsibility to his team.

- He will only ask when he is absolutely sure he can protect you and give you a life that aligns with his own sense of justice, making sure you understand the risks of being tied to someone in Passione.

- The ceremony has a very Southern Italian feel: warm light, stone, and the sense of old tradition, likely in a modest but beautiful church or chapel near the sea, because he respects rituals and the symbolism of making a vow in front of something bigger than yourselves.

- He favors a venue that is not ostentatious but solid - a church with worn steps, frescoes, and a view of the coastline, somewhere that feels rooted and timeless in the way he wants your marriage to be.

- The guest list is small and curated; he wants his team, a few trusted associates from Passione, and any family or friends you choose - no one who would disrespect the sanctity of the day or make you feel unsafe.

- He is calm in that Bucciarati way, but it is the same “calm” he wears before a fight - controlled, focused, with his emotions pressed down so he does not cry in front of everyone - he only lets them slip when he sees you walking toward him.

- His suit is immaculate and tailored, with subtle details that echo his usual style: neat lines, polished shoes, maybe a zipper-themed accessory tucked into his tie pin or cufflinks as a quiet nod to Sticky Fingers.

- He is hyper-aware of the logistics, making sure everyone arrives safely, the church is secure, and the exits are known - he wants you to be able to relax because he is the one staying alert.

- Your vows are where he lets himself be vulnerable: he speaks clearly and steadily, promising not just love, but to never let his “path” diverge from yours.

- He emphasizes partnership and trust, telling you that just as he once asked his team to follow him even into rebellion, he now chooses to walk beside you, not ahead, because this is a life you are building together, not a mission.

- When you exchange rings, he lingers just a moment, thumb brushing your fingers like he is memorizing the feel of the metal, and you can see in his eyes that this is a responsibility he will never put down.

- The reception is intimate, full of good food and laughter rather than wild partying - homey Neapolitan dishes, wine, and maybe a terrace overlooking the water so everyone can breathe and talk under the evening sky.

- His team absolutely teases him, but they are also deeply respectful: Mista making jokes during toasts, Narancia getting overexcited on the dance floor, Abbacchio quietly watching with a hint of a smile he tries to hide, Fugo making sure nothing gets out of hand.

- Bruno barely leaves your side - when you dance, he holds you close but not possessively, one hand at your back, the other around your fingers, murmuring quiet reassurances that no matter how dangerous the world gets, this - you - is the one thing he will always protect first.

Ermes Costello

- Ermes does not rush the idea of marriage - she only lets herself even consider it after you’ve stayed through her lowest, angriest moments and seen the rough parts without flinching. Loyalty is everything to her, so she needs to know you won’t run when life gets ugly.

- She frames it in her head almost like a promise between partners in crime and partners in life: someone who has her back in a fight and in the quiet days afterward. Once she’s sure, the decision is solid - no second‑guessing, no half‑measures.

- The ceremony itself is relatively small but intense—friends, found family, people who actually matter, not random distant relatives. There’s an urban, grounded feel: maybe a decorated courtyard, a restaurant rooftop, or a community space instead of a big soft fairy‑tale venue, something that nods to her working‑class, family‑restaurant roots.

- Aesthetic-wise, it’s bold and a little rough around the edges: bright colors, geometric patterns, loud music, and details that reference both your tastes and her tattoos/stand motif - duplicated decorations, mirrored signs, paired photos like subtle “Kiss” symbolism everywhere.

- She dresses up, but it’s her version of formal: something sleeveless, easy to move in, with sharp lines and maybe some streetwear influence, plus jewelry and hair accessories that echo her usual barrettes and tattoos. She refuses anything that makes her feel like she’s cosplaying someone else.

- When you walk in, her bravado almost cracks; she looks like she’s been punched in the chest, eyes wide, lips pressed tight as if she’s physically holding back tears. She tries to play it cool, but her whole face is basically screaming “holy shit, that’s my future standing there.”

- Her vows are straightforward and unpretty, and somehow that makes them hit harder. She talks about how she doesn’t believe in fate or some neat, clean justice anymore, but she believes in you and in choosing you every day. She mentions the ways you’ve grounded her when revenge and anger tried to swallow her whole.

- She promises to always tell you the truth (even when it hurts), to protect you like family, to fight beside you, and to never let you carry your burdens alone. Her voice gets rough and louder when she says, “I’m not going anywhere, got it?” like she’s daring the world to try and take this away from her.

- The reception is loud, warm, and a little messy - good food (she insists on the food being amazing), big laughs, people shouting across tables, music that makes everyone move. It feels more like a family gathering or block party than a stiff formal event.

- She is constantly touching you: arm around your waist, hand in your back pocket, fingers laced with yours when you’re talking to someone else. Every time she catches your eye across the room, she grins like she can’t believe this is real and promptly makes her way back to you.

- There are in‑jokes woven into the day: duplicated favors or gifts, maybe paired keychains or little “double” charms as a nod to Kiss. She likes that the symbolism is subtle but very you‑two.

- At some point, she pulls you aside somewhere quieter - outside the venue, on a staircase, or in a back hallway - to breathe and just be with you away from the noise. She leans her forehead against yours and mutters something gruff like, “You’re stuck with me now. No refunds,” but her hands are shaking slightly from how happy she is.

- In the days after, she keeps staring at both of your rings, fiddling with hers when she thinks you’re not looking, testing the word “spouse” out loud with this mix of pride and disbelief. She introduces you with that title every chance she gets, like she’s staking a joyful claim.

- Married life with Ermes is everyday loyalty turned up: shared routines, shared money, shared fights, shared victories. She may not be traditionally romantic, but she is ride‑or‑die domestic - fixing things around the house, checking in on you constantly, and acting like protecting your peace is now her full‑time job.

Gyro Zeppeli

- Gyro is not the type to talk about “forever” lightly - he has already lived with duty, death sentences, and the weight of one decision changing someone’s entire fate, so the idea of marrying you takes a while to fully settle in his chest.

- The turning point is quiet: maybe after a rough day when you patch him up, or when you fall asleep on his shoulder on the wagon, and he realizes he trusts you the way he once trusted Johnny with his life - except this time it is not about a corpse or a kingdom, it is about building a future.

- He decides in a very Gyro way: “If I’m staking my name and Spin on anything now that the race is over, it’s going to be you,” a little dramatic, a little teasing, but with his eyes dead serious behind the grin.

- The wedding feels like a cross between a traveling show and an old Neapolitan celebration; there are bright colors, food everywhere, music that borders on rowdy, and absolutely everyone knows the groom is a Zeppeli because he will not shut up about it.

- He does not go for stiff nobility - despite his ties to the Kingdom of Naples, Gyro has seen enough rigid formality in execution halls - so the ceremony is outdoors or in a sunlit courtyard, somewhere that feels alive and full of movement, not like a courtroom.

- He mixes tradition and chaos: you have a real officiant and vows, but there are also kids running around, people from every walk of life, and probably at least one animal wandering through the edge of the crowd because no one had the heart to chase it away.

- Gyro absolutely incorporates elements of his executioner outfit - emblems of Naples, the steel balls at his side, maybe a reworked hood or gorget - but cleaned up and made ceremonial instead of grim, as if he is rewriting what that uniform stands for.

- When you arrive, he goes completely still for a second - this hyperactive, loud man just freezes, eyes wide and wet, like his brain cannot compute that this is actually happening to him and not to some luckier person.

- His vows are messy and heartfelt; he starts off joking, talking about how he swore the goddess of victory would leave him if he ever let another woman ride with him, then admits that if she has a problem with you, she can go find another jockey because he is not letting you go.

- He promises to treat your life like he treated Marco’s sentence: something to fight for, to protect, to spin every last bit of skill he has into keeping safe, even if it means defying expectations like he once defied his father.

- At least once during the ceremony he cracks, voice catching when he talks about not wanting you to carry your burdens alone the way he and Johnny had to on that endless desert track.

- The reception is loud and a little unhinged; he absolutely has some ridiculous song prepared that he insists on performing for you with full confidence, daring anyone to laugh at him when he is “serenading the love of his life.”

- Johnny ends up watching from the crowd with that quiet, proud smile, maybe heckling Gyro good-naturedly as he dances with you, and for a moment it feels like the Steel Ball Run days again, except softer and safer.

- Married, Gyro is all-in: protective without being suffocating, quick to make a joke when you are sad, and the first to throw himself between you and any danger, guided by that same moral streak that once made him risk everything for a condemned boy and a broken jockey.

Yasuho Hirose

- Yasuho’s wedding with you ends up being soft, a little awkward, very Morioh, and completely saturated with that earnest, slightly dorky devotion she has when she decides someone is hers. It feels less like a big social event and more like a culmination of all the times she chose to stand beside you when things were confusing or scary.

- Yasuho does not rush the idea of marriage; after everything with her parents and her own loneliness growing up, committing to someone for life is huge and a little terrifying for her. She only really starts considering it once she notices that, with you, that old instinct to spiral or run away has been slowly replaced by “I want to tell them about this” and “I feel safe when they’re here.”

- In the days leading up to the wedding she is a bundle of nerves: checking and re-checking everything, convinced something will go wrong because “that’s just how life is,” but underneath, there is this glowing, stubborn hope she refuses to let go of. She has small flashes of that old insecurity - wondering if she’s enough, if you’ll regret this - but every time you reassure her or take her hand, you can feel her consciously choosing to believe you.

- She is extra clingy without meaning to be. She messages you constantly about little details, sends you photos of flowers and dresses, and uses planning as an excuse to hear your voice and ground herself whenever her anxiety kicks up.

- The ceremony itself is intimate and a bit offbeat, very Morioh-local - maybe a small outdoor space near the coast or a garden near the town where you first really connected, with a few friends, some family, and the kind of décor that looks like Pinterest ideas filtered through Yasuho’s scatterbrained charm. String lights, mismatched but pretty flowers, pastel accents, and tiny personal details from your relationship end up everywhere.

- She puts a lot of thought into symbolism. There might be little photo charms tucked into your bouquet or pinned inside her dress, references to places you’ve been together, or even simple, hand-drawn symbols she doodled in her notes for months - things that quietly say “this is our story.”

- Yasuho goes for something soft and romantic: pastel tones, flowing fabric, hair done in a way that still feels like her (clips, ribbons, maybe small floral pieces woven in). She wants to look beautiful, but also like the same girl who tripped over her own feet running to help someone on the shore.

- She is visibly emotional from the beginning. She laughs too loud when she’s nervous, wipes at her eyes constantly, and keeps glancing at you as if to confirm you are actually there and this is really happening. If you tear up, she basically loses it in the best way - half crying, half giggling as she squeezes your hands.

- Her vows are messy, rambling, and perfect. She jumps from memories to feelings to oddly specific details (“the way you hold your phone when you’re thinking,” “how you never made me feel stupid for being scared”), but the core is clear - you turned her from a lonely, confused girl into someone who believes she deserves love. When she says she wants to keep choosing you, every day, it comes from a place that has seen real hurt.

- If Paisley Park is involved at all, it shows up in sweet, subtle ways - a screen in the background quietly cycling through photos of your shared memories, a phone notification popping up at the perfect emotional beat, little “coincidences” that make the day go suspiciously smoothly. It’s like the universe itself is gently guiding the whole ceremony along.

- Once the formal part is over, she relaxes into pure happiness. The reception feels more like a cozy hangout than a stiff party - music you both love, silly photos, her dragging you into dances even if you are shy, and her clinging to your arm whenever people come up to congratulate you.