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JJBA AU where Shinobu has an affair on Kosaku with Kira (Kira isn’t a serial killer in this au)
They both know it’s wrong,but ultimately they don’t care.Hayato knows what they’re doing,but there’s nothing he can do.Shinobu tries to love Kosaku,but it’s hard when she can tell he doesn’t love her.
absolutely love this fanart 😭
Resident Bad Man and his cat
Older late night doodles because I sometimes twitch with a craving to draw Kosaku’s hair and I don’t know why
Why can't I get rid of you?
Jjba writing practice
Her voice was chilling as she spoke his name. A name, he was no stranger to. A name he had been reminded. Reminded and made to remember how much of a gift it was. By her. His eyes shakily moved to meet her's. This couldn't be could it? She had been out of his life for years this. . .woman. she had been gone and he was glad to have finally rid himself of her and that name. And yet here, finally in his quiet life, happy, she was back. He felt anxieties rise back up in him, something was not right. THIS was not right. she was gone, and she never greeted him like this.
His suspicions proved true as he gasped for breath his form jolting awake, he shakily silenced himself looking over. He quivered for a moment remembering the woman next to him, shinobu. His wife and a women he dosen't fully know how to feel about. While not actually his wife this time he has spent here he. . .has grown an attachment. He feels protective of her and the boy, hayato. His. . .son. the boy was hesitant to trust him but he felt something was growing. Over all, he had settled in quite nicely, this truly was a quiet life he could get used to. . .if only these dreams did not haunt him. Dreams of the woman he left, His mother. She controlled him for so long, even now at times like this he felt taken advantage of even though she wasn't on this earth any longer. Slipping from bed he quietly trudged his way to the bathroom. With a deep sigh he looked into the mirror.
'what is your name?' He quietly asked himself. 'I am kosaku. Kosaku kawajiri.'
He looked to his reflection, feeling his heart thump in his chest. His stand manifested as it stood beside him, kosaku was startled stumbling back, he sighed relieved to see it was only his longest and oldest friend. Carefully dressing himself in some casual and comfortable clothing he began to cook. It would be morning soon and he needed to kill time. He would not go back to bed knowing the memories of her awaited him, he hated remembering that time. Especially her.
So he continued to cook. Because he was kosaku kawajiri. Loving husband to shinobu kawajiri and father to hayato kawajiri. He could cook and clean, was "learning" to play the violin. He often played for his wife and son long into the night to help them all sleep. He was a father, a businessman, and a husband.
he was, kosaku kawajiri.
woken by the sun, covered by the lace, breath her and inhale, capture with bare hands. - how to live alone, to prolonge this thaw? tug her in my arms, kiss her by the jaw - Valeriy Meladze -- Nebesa (The Skies)
Larry’s Bizarre encounter
Little Kosaku drawing
