Some JJBA: DIU x Fem!Reader

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Everyone gasps as the old man in the picture pulls the arrow out of (y/n)s chest and leaves before any of those meddling kids could harm him. (y/n)s body slouches and falls. However before she was able to touch the ground two strong arms catch her. Okuyasu moves her so that she is now able to look at him in his embrace. She breathes heavily as she looks up at him, a shaky hand moves up to his face. "H-heya hun, why the l-long face?" with out breaking his eye contact with his sister he yells "Josuke what are you waiting for heal her goddammit!?!" "Right!" The black haired teen summons his stand and heals the wound. (y/n) can only lay there wide eyed. 'What the actual fuck is that bubblegum icecream looking ass man doing here??? Who is he? Wait is that a stand?' She chokes on her spit as the guy suddenly disappears into thin air. "Whoaoah hey, calm down. Don't rush, you've literally been shot right now ya know?" Okuyasu says as he helps her back up. She coughs some more and points at the space where Crazy Diamond just now stood. "Who the fuck was that?" She looks around, almost crazily through her surroundings to see if she can spot him somewhere. "Wait, you were able to see that?" Josuke says as he summons his stand again. (y/n) flinches at sudden appearance and looks at the stand with curiosity. "I-Is that a stand?" She asks as she tries to touch the buff candy cotton man. "Sure is! This is my stand, his name's The Hand!" Okuyasu excitedly summons his respective stand and (y/n)s attention falls on her brothers stand, to Josukes dismay. "This. Is. So. Cool. Holy shit!" She circles around The Hand and as she yet again tries to touch it gets stopped, this time by Josukes hand. "Watch out, you shouldn't just touch random stands. The Hand can erase everything it touches with its right hand." (y/n) quickly retreats her hand, "For real? Well shit. But that's also so cool. Like talk about over powered abilities!" She giggles to lighten the mood. "Why don't you summon your stand? I want to see what it looks like!" Yukako says. "Uh ok?" (y/n) says, not really knowing what exactly to do. 'Appear in front of me! Or something...' She thinks and looks at the spot in front of here. And it just appears, sometimes these things really do go down easier than they look. The stand floating in front of her, a lanky feminine looking person in a beige white colour, has a pair of wings and slender long inhuman hands. She also appears to own long hair, with a strand going over her face. The tips of the hair turning more and more transparent till they become invisible. She also owns a pair of beautiful (f/c) eyes. "Daaaamn, my girl really out here rocking fabulous eyeliner! You go queen!" "Is that my name?" (y/n) takes a step back as she gets caught off guard as her stand speaks to her. "Oh no! That's just a nickname, your name will be... Heartbreaker... Yeah Heartbreaker!" Heartbreaker looks at her and smiles. "OK but what can you do?" Koichi asks looking at both (y/n) and her stand. "This," Heartbreaker flies over to (y/n) and puts a hand on her shoulder. "Now imagine you want to turn invisible." Her stand instructs and she does so. The gang gasps as all traces of (y/n) vanish. "Huh? What's going on guys?" "You actually vanished!" (y/n) looks excitedly at Heartbreaker and she in return lets go of her shoulder. "Oh your back!" Okuyasu exclaims. This was enough information for her to come to a conclusion that she only needs to have her stand touch her and think about it to turn invisible. She will need to test that out when she's back home. 'I guess you no longer need to stay out-' and the stand disappears. "I guess now I'm a full fledged member of the Squad eh?" The (h/c) haired girl grins.

As the day ends, (y/n) finds herself in front of her mirror. She summons her stand. "Ok touch me anywhere." Heartbreaker does so and nothing happens. The girl then thinks about wanting to turn invisible and she looses a mirror image. "Oh it worked! Ok now I want to appear again," as she says so her appearance gets visible again. Heartbreaker did not stop touching her. She continues ordering her stand to touch her with the weirdest parts, like just her foot, her face or even her hair. After trial and error she found out that she can in fact turn invisible with what ever part of her stand she touches, yet the hair is a bit tricky as the normal visible part works just like a normal body part, but the more invisible the hair gets, the more visible she becomes. After doing some tasks while invisible, she's come to the conclusion that her sound has also been completely erased. She couldn't hear her footsteps and even as she took a pen and hit her desk no sound emitted. She let the pen go and as it hit the table she could hear the sound. 'I'm pretty much the perfect assassin now' She couldn't keep a grin from spreading as she ran through her room doing some weird ninja poses, until she remembered she's in Japan and that's cultural appropriation. "Ok can you lift me with those wings?" Heartbreaker puts her arms under (y/n) arm pits as if the girl were wearing her stand like a rucksack and lifts off. No wing clapping could be heard and even when she turned visible again were there no sounds. 'Stands sure are weird huh' Heartbreaker puts her down again and disappears. She's done enough testing for today.

Suddenly her phone rings, an unknown number. Maybe it's Josuke? "Hello?" "Hi this is Koichi speaking, sorry to bother when it's so late at night." "Oh no worries," she lays down in her bed while looking out the window, "what do you need?" "I wanted to ask if it's alright to share your number with Rohan-Sensei." The mention of his name startles (y/n) and makes her sit up lightly. "Why him? I mean sure but why?" "Ah well... You see he called just a couple of minutes ago to check in if we found any new clues that could lead to Kira. We don't have any but I did tell him about you owning a stand now after the encounter with that grandpa in the picture. He then decided he wants to see your stand but has no way to contact you. So he concluded that maybe I could have it, but I was not sure if you were ok with me just giving out your phone number..." The girl smiles at this sweet child. "Awww that was really thoughtful of you, if something like that happens again please do let me know too. But like I said Rohan-San seems to be an ok guy so go ahead." "Yes thank you, then I will hang up first. Have a good night (y/n)!" "Good night." Now she lays there, not sure what to do now. It could very well be that Rohan just calls now right after getting her number. Something about being able to talk with him again makes her a bit nervous. Wait why nervous? No way, this is just her adrenaline from the day after having been shot and turned into a stand user! She only met him like twice, of course there wouldn't be any attraction towards this guy. The phone starts to ring again and her heart practically explodes. She takes a couple of seconds to ease her breathing and then picks up.

"Yellow?" "Hello (y/n), it's Rohan. You probably already know the gist of my concern, but I will still tell it to you... Are you free tomorrow?" (y/n) is very grateful that her cellphones microphone only picks up her voice, if not her racing heart would be heard on the other line. Never has a guy asked her if she's free to meet up alone. The only time she was asked by a guy to hang out was when the whole group wanted to meet up and it just happened to be a guy that told her that. "Oh hmmm... I guess I don't really have anything planed. You wanna meet up right?" "Yes, that's the plan. Are you ok with coming to my place?" (y/n) catches herself automatically twirling a strand of her hair while talking and immediately stops. "Sure, what time should I be there?" "12 is good, don't forget to bring some of that art with you." "Duh!" She chuckles a bit and the call turned silent. No-one is talking, she still wants to hear his voice for some reason but no subject comes to mind. "Well I think you should go to bed now, it's getting late." "Oh yeah? Who are you? My mom? You my mommy now?" (y/n) mockingly says as a mischievous smirk plasters her face. "Pah! Do I look like a woman to you?" "Oh so calling you daddy is no problem then?" She snickers until the realization hits her. She just called Rohan Kishibe, pretty much the best mangaka of his time, daddy. Sure it was jokingly, but the implications where there dammit! 'He probably thinks I'm such a major creep ah fuck...' "Pfff..." A slight snort from the other end can be heard. "Listen up I'm not ok with either of these phrases so don't call me them." "Hmmm then I guess I have no choice but to think of a better nickname.... Sweet cheeks..." "Don't" "Hot shot" "No, just no" "Prettyboy?" "Ugh, fine. But only call me that in private. Don't want people to actually think we'd be in such a friendly relationship" "Awww don't be shy, if it makes you too flustered to be called that outside your home than that's A-Ok!" "I'm hanging up now" "Noooo bebe dun goooo!" "Goodnight (y/n)" And he hung up. The girl laughs lightly and the groans as she tries to hide her face in her pillow. How was she able to just ruin this entire conversation with one joke??? 'I guess I can now call him a pretty boy when we're alone... But who knows how often that will happen'

Rohan on the other hand couldn't keep his composer. How dare this girl make him, the great Rohan Kishibe of all people, so flustered over some cheesy nicknames!? Pathetic. He will not stand for this. As he sits down on his work table, he pulls out a normal sheet of paper to sketch on for a bit. He's not in the mood to work on his manga but still wants to draw something. As he creates the outline of a head his thoughts wander. 'Damn her, I will show her tomorrow just how unaffected I am! But what should I wear? Maybe that one shirt I just recently bought? Wait wait wait I'm not planing to look good, I will just choose something randomly and call it a day!' He huffs out annoyed. He looks at the piece of paper to see what he actually sketched. It's a girl with (h/l) (wavy/straight/curly) hair with sparkly eyes looking to the right, as if she were looking out a window. Rohan immediately thinks of that time when she was sitting next to him in his car. He looks at this picture with disgust and holds it up, ready to crumble it up. But his hands can't do it, something about destroying his work never sat well with him. He scoffs and just puts the picture upside down in one of his drawers. Enough drawing for today.