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"Why do you always stare at me like that?" The man you had spoken to, none other than Bruno Buccellati himself, remained stoic as his eyes never left your face, hand pressing the side of his face upward slightly as he leaned over the table. You two had been sitting at said table enjoying a glass of red wine when he began staring at you with little facial expression, putting his elbows onto the surface. He had been like this for several minutes now. "Like what?" You narrowed your eyes at him; bastard knew exactly what he was doing, otherwise you wouldn't have asked. “You’re staring into my soul and it’s kind of creeping m

"Come on, please?!" This was the third time in one day Jotaro had refused to let you into the room that you two were supposed to share. That's the point of moving in and living as roommates, right? Eight months of living together and not a single problem until now. Your fist pounded on the wooden door impatiently as you heard the giant of a man sighing inside like he was always does, a "yare yare" lingering shortly behind. Between the sighing and your fist on the wooden door, you could hear him opening drawers from your older dresser before being quickly closed. Your eyes grew wide as you heard what sounded like four of them opening and clo

Tomoko was in the kitchen fixing together a dinner for the three people in her house: herself, Josuke, and you. Josuke had been given permission to invite you over for dinner for the first time, completely red in the face when he asked for that permission. Tomoko smiled at the memory, especially how happy Josuke was when you agreed over the phone. As she sliced some potatoes, she realized that Josuke was on the phone a lot more often now, worse than a teenage girl! Between you, Jotaro, and his two other friends, he was never without the phone. As the potatoes were put into a boiling pot of water, she listened to the sound of you and Josuke l

Summer. The hottest season of the year. You had to admit, besides the extreme heat making you want to jump into a bathtub of ice the scenery and activities of Summer where one of your absolute favorite things in the world. Things such as Camping, Concerts, BBQ's, and Swimming with your friends. Sadly you were doing none of these things. You were currently lounging on the ground with your closest friends Josuke, Okuyasu, and Koichi in front of Angelo's Rock. You were fanning yourself with your returned homework assignments given to you by your teacher at the end of the year. Given that summer had just started a couple of days ago you and the

“I told you I would have to destroy you if you came between me and my quest for the Red Stone of Aja.” Two shimmering blades shot out of Kars’s forearms. “Oh, come on now, don’t be like that, honey,” you purred with a smirk. Perhaps it was your personality that drove Kars up the wall. Maybe it was because you were the only Pillar Woman. Or, more likely, perhaps it was the fact that the two of you were betrothed before you were sealed away in those stone pillars. While the arrangement was originally purely for bureaucratic reasons, there was that one night thousands of years ago that suggested other emotio

"Poor Koichi-chan! Are you alright? Does it hurt too bad? Here, let me see the damage, you poor thing." Josuke about had it up to here with this utter blasphemy and he was ready to flip his lid; he could faintly feel steam billowing out of his ears already. All he did was collide heads with Koichi on their way back to their feet (they had been picking up Koichi's strewn homework from the sidewalk), and you just happened to walk by at that perfect moment when their skulls clanged together like clackers. Now, you were fawning over Koichi’s delicate injury as you knelt down on the pavement, not even giving Josuke the time of day. Not a

**UPDATED AN: Some slight mature content ahead, I think, but nothing graphic. Please read description! ~ You weren't sure how it happened; it just...happened. One minute you were talking with Jotaro about everyday events in your life, especially the one about the cute guy working at your favorite clothing store. And next thing you know, you were underneath Jotaro on his bed, the sheets having been ripped away to provide a smoother surface. Naked. Both of his powerful hands pinning your dwarfed upper arms to the bed; you felt incredibly vulnerable, and that created a strange magma-like feeling in your stomach. He had a definite advantage o