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Quick update! Just to let everyone know im still alive

Currently working on a 2-for-1 special! I predict it's also going to be a long one from how it's going so far.

Hopefully, I can get it out by tomorrow or the day after 🥲

#mijin updates

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If you can, you do Jotaro x reader where the reader (gender neutral) is a very famous music celebrity and how Jotaro handles the being with someone who is famous with their daughter Jolyne in their life as well. Love your work and hope everything is good with you 🩷

Thank you anon! 💖 Kinda stressing out over paperwork over here but it's all good nonetheless! 🫡 You're request is heard and I hope I did your request justice with this short fic. Hope you enjoy! ♡

My Universe - Jotaro x Reader

word count: 2.2k

One of the perks of having your spouse be a famous global soloist, is having a kid with them and have said child be their number one fan if Jotaro wasn’t already.

Sure, he may not necessarily like all the discography you put out for your fans, but that’s normal for anyone. You did mostly pop with some R&B on the side, and he was more of a jazz man himself. But he did have his personal playlist of favorite tracks he’d listen to time to time on repeat.

But Jolyne was on a different level than he was- she adored you off-screen and on-screen. If you were at home or at least around her, she’d have a field trip being with her idol: She’d get her hands on every merchandise that’s yet to be released, listen to songs yet to be heard, and get special access to VIP areas only meant for artists.

How about the time spend with Jotaro?

Well, aside from musing your daughter with all the perks and love from a celebrity guardian, there were times you left Jolyne with her own bodyguard and babysitter, and used the free time to roam the city with your husband and do whatever they wanted to do.

Initially, your personal life was kept secret from the world, choosing to separate and not involve it with the life of stardom. And that was still the case back when you and Jotaro were still dating. You posted a lot on your social media, mostly pictures of your “selcas”, outfits-of-the-day, food items, behind-the-scenes special from your stages, nature shots, and pictures with fellow celebrity friends.

Once in a blue moon, your fans would blow up social media whenever you decided to be ballsy and post pictures of you with Jotaro, his face hidden thanks to his hat and mask. The content of the image was relatively tame and “neutral”, but given the context behind these pictures- the intimate proximity of the two, the matching color palette clothes, the rare posting of him in general- might as well made your fan base theorists.

“Boyfriend reveal when????”

“Bestie, please share the tea to the world”

“Hello? The couple fits?? The cute poses??? Call me delulu but-”

“All of you are being weirdos. Stop invading their privacy”

“Yeah the dude could be her cousin or brother or something”

“Girl they be dropping these lovey-dovey ass pics and still wonder why we’re this delusional”

“Uhm cousin?? Brother?? With those pictures? Weird but pop-off ig”

You’d receive many posts of similar flavor all over your timelines and you admitted to liking whenever your fans talk about the love of your life as if it’s a conspiracy theory and most of them coming from a supportive mindset. It irked Jotaro for a moment when said community managed to somehow track both his formal account used to document his research findings, and his private social media account where he posted pictures of scenery similar to yours.

But there were the rational handful who were able to veer them off his ass, dismissing their claims as false despite hitting the nail on the spot.

Eventually, once you shifted to a more flexible and lenient agency, you decided to reveal to the world that the popular music icon was engaged and to be married the next week all through a single image of your hand brandishing a ring on your ring finger with a bride emoji as its caption.

“GOOD MORNING???”

“MARRIAGE?!!”

“THEY IS GETTING MARRIED YALL”

“And yall called us crazy for saying they had a boyfriend all this time”

“We boutta get Papa Star amongst us”

The fans and the general public went wild and aside from the obsessive ones, most of your community sent their support.

Despite your relationship now public to everyone, Jotaro still wanted to keep himself mostly anonymous to the news. So whatever images were taken with him in it was blurred out with the default blur effect or an emoji sticker- a “star” one to be specific-covering his face whenever it was shared among fans.

The community erupted with loud awes and cheers when you announced to the world that you were going to have a baby girl in the family in one of your interviews.

“OMG???”

“Alright baby protectors, it’s our time to RISE”

“Much love to the little onee”

“I will defend this child with my life.”

“Shooters for baby girl where yall at?”

“Oh she bout to be the luckiest mfer with all the merch exclusives”

Years later, Jolyne grew up to be her parent’s number one fan, doing exactly what your fanbase had thought of when she’d grow older.

Going back to the present, you found yourself stuck knee-deep in your career doing a sold-out world tour, performing for thousands of cheering people in cities across the world. This wasn’t your first tour and you’ve found a decent routine to follow when doing so, but this year was a first for you.

You expressed both in social media posts and in interviews that burnout began to hit you full-time and a multitude of nagging negativity clouded your head as you kept up with all the schedules, production, and practice sessions for majority of the year. You’ve been so busy that time spent with your family this year was little to none. You constantly shared that hopefully sometime in the middle of promotions, you could return home to your family.

Jolyne felt it watching you through the screen. Jotaro felt it too.

All of them missed you and he wanted to do something about it for once.

By the time September came, your world tour came to a close with one last concert to be done in the Rose Bowl Stadium in California. Both him and Jolyne were never able to attend to any of your concerts due to work and school, but timing was in their favor for once and he made the most of the opportunity.

He got into contact with your manager, someone he became close acquaintances with, and notified of them coming over to watch your show. At first, Jotaro just wanted to be there with your daughter in tow, but the manager and a couple of the crew members in-charge of the set list had different plans.

He agreed to it.

With the VIP tickets secured and their booth ready for them, Jotaro and Jolyne flew across the States with eager anticipation and excitement, the latter mostly radiating off from the little girl.

Eventually, the day of the concert arrived and your daughter couldn’t contain herself from running about, unable to wait any longer for her to watch her other parent sing and dance live for the first time. During the day, rehearsals were done before the show proper and a handful of lucky fans were able to watch it.

Thanks to a streamer fan’s dedication and generosity, Jolyne was able to watch you walk about the stage in cozy casuals interacting with your community through a live stream in her phone. From time to time in the middle of preparing things needed for a concert, Jotaro would tune in as well, happy to see you even if it was from a live feed.

Hours later, he rented a car nearby and drove both of them to the beaming stadium, teemed with cheering crowds of fans falling in line either to enter the venue or to purchase on-site merchandise. On the lampposts and the walls were banners of you welcoming everyone to the event.

To avoid getting mobbed, both father and daughter kept themselves hidden from any passing person with a hat and mask as they walked across the area to the stadium’s entrance. To everyone else, they might as well be an ordinary dad-and-daughter duo who were also fans of their favorite artist.

Jotaro followed the instructions sent to him by your manager and headed off to a more discreet entrance where they didn’t have to worry about any lines or people complaining of why they get to enter first and not them. A guard stationed by waved them inside and led the family into their seats overlooking the brightly lit stage. Before the platform were thousands of light sticks waving in the dark, belonging to the fans singing to songs being played as they waited for you to start.

Beside him, Jolyne sang along with enthusiasm, shaking her own personalized light stick to the beat of the music. He would do the same in an alternate universe, but here it just wasn’t his thing.

After a few minutes, the music faded off into silence and the lights dimmed until the stage cast the whole venue in darkness. The crowds cheered and many miniature lights shook in the night. The speakers suddenly blared a remix of one of your title tracks and the jumbo screens flashed to show a VCR containing a mashup of you in a concept film, introducing your theme as a music artist to your audience.

Then as the dancers brought in the energy with their entrance, the stadium exploded with excited screams as you rose up from the below and walked to the front, passing by your back-up dancers until you stood in front of everyone. A second after you greeted the crowd, you switched demeanor and joined the others in choreography.

Jotaro couldn’t help but smile and clap by the time you finished your introductory performance, contrasted by his daughter’s loud screams. He watched wistfully at you speaking with the audience, sweating from all the dance and singing.

It truly was something different watching you live versus watching a live broadcast from home. You’re so near and yet so far from him.

And so far, the rest of the evening was spent like this with you; the beloved soloist performing many of their hit songs ranging from hard hitting beats with impressive dance routines to soothing ballads that had you simply sitting on a fancy stage prop all dolled-up to match the aesthetic of the songs.

Jolyne never pried her eyes away from her other parent, always focused on you and making sure she sung, danced, and responded to your every questions with the devotion of a true, hardcore fan.

By the time the concert was near its end, you were standing in front of the crowd in a cozy outfit akin to the aesthetics of a person living in a humble cabin in the woods. Supposedly, this segment was supposed to be for when you brought up a box of mixed Q&A and dares for you to do.

However, as you said that you were about to start with the bit, the screens beside you changed from showing an arcade-esque “Break Time with Y/N” to a simple “You have special guests watching you”.

Out of the blue, spotlights turned to Jotaro and Jolyne’s booth and there they were- clear as day on the jumbo screens. Everyone cheered yet again as their way of greeting their favorite artist’s family. And even as Jotaro froze on spot, tipping his hat over his eyes as he offered a small wave, his little girl beamed and waved her light stick at the camera.

“I’m here! Hello!”

Jotaro, from what he could see from under his hat, fixed his gaze on the other jumbo screen where it showed your reaction to the surprise- you were crouched on stage, one hand waving at your child, while the other covered your mouth as he saw tears well up in your eyes.

You didn’t expect them to be at your closing concert but seeing your family present was enough for you to break character and fixate on the loves of your life. “Ah really, you guys…”

In response to your happy tears, the crowd cried out a nearly-synchronized “don’t cry!” prompting you to let out a wet chuckle and sniffle.

It occurred to him that he could do something while the cameras were on them. He reached for his phone from his coat pockets and with a few taps, he showed the screen to everyone- a mobile digital message with the words scrolling across the black screen in neon yellow:

Congratulations on your successful world tour. We love you <3

“Ah! You’re gonna make me cry again!” You said, whining as you swiped your eyes free from the new batch of tears ready to fall. He chuckled back. “Everyone, that’s my husband and baby girl. I love them and the fact that they’re here makes me the happiest person right now.” The crowd cooed.

“Now that they’re here, I’m all the more charged up to perform for everyone!” You said and the stadium cheered in response. With one more long look at your family watching from their booth, you continued. “Hope you all enjoy the rest of this night as much as I am enjoying right now.”

With Jolyne’s suggestion via a whisper, Jotaro turned to his phone and changed the message one more time before the camera diverted away from them. This the message scrolled by in neon green saying:

Let’s celebrate! Let’s eat out later! Our daughter is starving.

Your fans expressed a mix of laughter and wholesome “aw’s”. In turn, you smiled and with both hands grasping your microphone, you replied back to them with a curt yet loving, “Of course. My treat.”

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Just dropping by for an announcement yall

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AHH i love your work!! ignore this if you don’t wanna write this but could i request a part 4 jotaro with a surgeon reader? like how they work around eachothers work schedule?

thqnk you!! have a good day/night!! <3

AHH thank you anon! 🥹💖 Lucky for you your request wasn't ignored because I have a cute lil short fic for you! Have a good day to you as well and hope you enjoy! ♡

Professional Love - Jotaro x Reader

word count: 1.8k

He always sort of knew that even if someone was able to succeed greatly in life, earn loads, and establish a famous reputation, there were always downsides to the many rewards hard work offered.

Such as not having enough time to spend with loved ones.

Ironically enough, as someone who likes the solitude of their alone times, Jotaro began to miss being around you. Whether it was because of him hitting adulthood that nostalgia decided to kick in, or some instinctual necessity ingrained deep in him, he’d do anything within plausibility just to talk to you like the old days.

Both you and he were married to each other and were successful doctors in their own fields- You as a literal licensed physician and skilled neurosurgeon, and Jotaro a well-known marine biologist and professor of an Ivy League university with a doctorate.

It was established early on from high school that the two of you had no problems being their own persons. Both of you were independent and had the tendency to keep themselves occupied with work, but never drowning in them too much that it stifled any romantic chemistry between you.

Well… at least that’s the case when they were still teenagers.

Now that they were professionals, work was always mandatory and couldn’t be excused like how a high school student would to homework. Both careers demanded their focus.

On average, you were off either doing rounds or surgery during the day sometimes even at night, while he had the morning and afternoon booked doing field study or teaching college students. At times, there were also the meetings held in other cities or countries that you had to attend to.

By some miracle despite with their hectic schedules, you still held onto the love you had for your husband even if you weren’t around him most of the time. In the hours Jotaro was able to sync up with yours, both of you swore to cherish that short amount of time.

A carefree conversation unrelated to work. Shared time for drinks and snacks. Napping in each others arms.

Anything. He just wanted to see you, hear you, feel you just so he’d have that one moment of intimacy where he’s able to relax and be Jotaro Kujo and not that rigid and stoic Head of Research image he’d put on in public.

This shouldn’t be a big deal for him.

And yet-

As he unlocked the front door to their home, Jotaro sighed as he shrugged off his coat and left it to hang on the nearby rack. He flicked the light switch on and the interior lit up to reveal an empty living room, devoid of anyone living here for hours. No sounds of dishes and utensils, no TV airing a favored show, not even the faintest steps of somebody roaming about.

Jotaro ignored this newfound feeling he’d recognize as “loneliness” and went about the rest of the night.

You were out of country to meet with a group of surgeons in Germany, discussing matters that were too technical and specific to the medical field that he couldn’t understand. You told him that the meeting would take at least a week to finish. Jotaro was in the 4th day and he’d begun to feel… pathetic? Was that the right word?

Getting glimpses of you or engaging with you for a minute to get through the busy day was one thing. Being left alone without receiving at least a single update was another.

He did what always does after a day’s work- Take a shower, prepare dinner, grade papers or review documents, and go to bed. But in the middle of his evening routine, his mind couldn’t help but wander off how tonight would’ve played out if you were here.

Would you greet him late in the dark and chat about your day about someone’s lobotomy? Would you help out in the kitchen and add in another meal for the both of them? Would you lie in bed with him and just sleep to their hearts’ content, hoping an emergency call wouldn't disrupt your slumber at dawn?

Jotaro shook his head and took a sip of his tea. “What are you thinking? You’re acting as if this trip lasts a year.” He scoffed at no one as he took his now empty plate and set it down in the sink for him to clean. “Honestly, why are you like this nowadays?”

As an answer to that, a younger version of himself would’ve denied it with lies and brush it off like as if it’s an intrusive thought, because being anything remotely sentimental would ruin his whole image. 28-year-old Jotaro knew better that the answer was simple- he just missed you. Even if it was just meeting one another at home before leaving for work again.

He sighed for the nth time and walked into his office, where stacks of folders and papers waited for him to go-over and process.

Nothing extraordinary happened the following hours. Just one man with his glasses and pen buried in piles of documents as usual. To spare him the monotony of his evening plus the strain in his eyes from overworking, on his table were 2 picture frames situated just beneath the monitor where he could drift his gaze to from time to time.

One was of him as a child with his mother carrying him with a big loving smile. The other was of the both of you taken during your wedding day- you in your pure white dress, your veil pulled back to show your blooming smile, and him in a crisp black tuxedo with a chrysanthemum brooch pinned to his left chest, a smile of his own clear on his face.

By the time Jotaro finished the last of the load, the only thing left for him to do was to sleep and let the next day arrive.

So he did just that- switched off the lights in his study, went to his room, and got into bed. A king-sized bed that’s supposed to be shared with you. His side of the bed was on the left where the bedside table was with the small lamp on top. Convenient for when he still needed to read a few more books before sleeping.

But in the darkness, he turned over to the empty side beside him. Your side.

Sure you sometimes came home late into the early morning and he had to sleep all by himself, but Jotaro liked waking up to find you next to him, snuggling close to him, tired from all those hours of surgery.

It’s the 4th night without you and he continued to sleep regardless.

Come next morning and the first thing he was able to perceive was the smell of bacon, eggs, and coffee in the air and the faint sizzling that came with it. Jotaro didn’t know how he wasn’t able to notice but maybe through his sleep-addled mind, he woke up as he would and trudged his way down the stairs to make breakfast.

Only by the time he stepped one foot down, he was met with a dining table already set with the morning meal and 2 cups of steaming coffee.

“What… is this?”

“Oh yeobo! You’re up!”

Jotaro paused upon hearing that voice coming in from the kitchen. Wait that couldn’t be right. You said the meeting lasted a week and it’s only the 5th day. How was this- He scoffed again, at himself for letting himself think too much of you that he started to hear hallucinations of your voice as early as 7 AM.

He ran his hand through his curly bed hair. “This can’t be happening. I can’t believe this is happening to me of all people.”

“Can’t believe what is happening of all people?”

A pair of arms wrapped themselves around Jotaro’s waist and he stilled. Is it really? He looked over his shoulder and in the warmly lit daylight, you were there behind him, smiling up at him with so much love in the world. Jotaro couldn’t believe it. “Good morning, love~”

“I thought you were supposed to be out for a week?”

“Oh about that,” you said. “The meeting didn’t take too long to finish as they had hoped. All we needed were 3 days and got everything settled.”

You pulled away and lead him to his spot by the head of the table with you sitting adjacent to him. “They suggested I take a look around the place for the meantime, you know enjoy the scenery and whatnot. But then I thought to myself,” you looked away momentarily. “I have a couple days free. Everyone in the hospitals I work at, know I’m booked during those weeks. So, unless it's really urgent, I'll just be here.”

“And I… missed being around my husband these couple days,” you said. “And I know you might be thinking I’m making a big deal of this whole “missing each other” schpill, but at the same time, it’s visceral and nagging to the point it’s bothering me even during work.”

“You’re not making anything a big deal when the feeling is mutual,” Jotaro replied without looking at you, feigning nonchalance. Though his cheeks heated and eyes squinting just a bit at the casual confession. That’s to say he’s still not used to being this open to expression. “It’s driving me nuts too.”

You chuckled. “I’m glad I’m not the only going crazy, but Jotaro-ssi?” He paused just as he was about to bite down onto a piece of bacon and you waved at him to you. “I have something to tell you.”

With no hesitation, Jotaro leaned over to you until he was inches away from your face. And in that moment, you cupped his cheek and pressed a soft kiss on his lips.

His heart skipped a beat or two and the warmth present in his cheeks flared up once more. You were always the teasing type that he got accustomed to.

You withdrew shortly after with a mischievous smirk on your face. “I missed doing these surprise kisses.”

He huffed. “Never failed to catch me off guard.”

“And since I’m free for the next 3 days, how about we do some stuff together?” You said. “Unless you still have work to accomplish-”

“My students are on their field trip this week with another professor and I’ve already made the necessary changes to the research team’s proposals so they can work on it.” Jotaro smiled. “Safe to say I’m free this week as well.”

Knowing that caused you to bloom on the spot- eyes beaming with joy and a blossoming grin showing itself for him to adore. “I can’t wait. Movie night?”

“Sure.”

“Genre? Snacks? Say the word so I can prepare. I want to make our first mini vacation perfect and-” He cut you off with a chaste kiss on your temple.

“Anything will do jagi.”

#jotaro x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba #jotaro kujo

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hiii mijin! hope you are doing well 💕 can i req a beach day with jotaro and the crusaders, y/n getting hit on, joot getting jealous, pol and kak clowning him, those shoujo anime cliche we all know and love 😂 thanks !

Hello anon! Your beach day request has been heard! Initially, I had this planned to only be at most 600+ words, but then I went ahead and found the plot to be... a lot more 😬 Also this takes place in an au where everyone survives post-DIO's World. Anyways, I hope you enjoy! ♡

Volleyball - Jotaro x Reader

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It’s been 3 months since DIO’s defeat and no one else deserves a break more than the Crusaders.

Everyone had time to recover from their injuries and although some had worse wounds than others, they still managed to make it out of the otherwise deadly voyage alive.

It was Joseph’s idea for the team to meet-up once more in a popular beach near New York-to hang out as friends for once rather than just allies or colleagues. He promised that any expenses in relation to this one-time hangout would be covered using the “good old Joestar funds” as the old man put it.

And since the new school year wouldn’t start until a month after, and that being around familiar faces was a nice experience, Jotaro wasn’t opposed into joining, more so after knowing you were going too.

Speaking off, a part of him held onto this ounce of pride when you and Jotaro decided to be something more than being “just close friends” and who would’ve guessed that this decision would be made in the middle of a mission to save his mother.

Now, not only is Holly alive and well but he also gained a new lover for her to dote on and gush with.

And whether it was conscious or not, you both stuck around for each other, often finding ways to meet one way or another. It felt nice to have you here with him no matter the place.

So having to hop on board a plane yet again and fly off to the States for a day or two wouldn’t be too excruciating when he knew you’d be there to make the sudden meeting a bit more tolerable.

Day after arrival, here he was- sitting underneath a beach umbrella in his dark shorts, drinking juice while watching his grandfather and Polnareff compete at a game of volleyball. You were there beside him in the shade, dressed in a loose blouse and shorts, applying sun screen as you attempted to convince him to play a game with the crew.

I’d rather be at home. Despite your many tries, Jotaro stayed stubborn and said he’d be fine watching you play with the guys. You didn’t push the offer again and after a sip of your citrus drink and a quick peck on his cheek, off you went to lead a waiting Kakyoin to the playing field.

And for the next few hours, it mostly stayed like this- Jotaro and Avdol resting underneath the shade, him watching the volleyball match with his Walkman in hand listening to music, the Egyptian reading a worn-out book that’s most probably from his archives, and the rest of the group out in the sun playing their 3rd round.

Throughout his time there, Jotaro kept his eye on the game and on you specifically, mirroring your excited smile and laughter with his more subtle lip curl and huffs. In an addition to having himself be yours, the relationship helped him negate all the passing girls who took interest in him and tried to approach him.

Not that he had a hard time ignoring them to begin with it.

What Jotaro hadn’t considered was the onlooking men taking interest of you, and the thought struck him square in head when as a volleyball match ended, one of the nearby boys- an American with a blonde mop of hair and tan skin- walked over to you all smiling and shit.

Normally, you conversing with someone with the opposing sex wouldn’t bother him this much, but the second he watched the guy offering you an ice cream cone bought from the nearby vendor, he could hear himself scoff and scowl. “Why’d you accept that?” He muttered, continuing to glare at the man consistently keeping up a lively conversation with you. “What are they even talking about this long?”

“Such an irritating sight that is, right?” Jotaro glanced at Polnareff coming over to be annoying and take part in this dilemma. Behind him, Kakyoin followed. Both of them crouched by the delinquent and joined him in watching you talk with a stranger. “Can’t be helped when she’s just as attractive as you are.”

“You didn’t seem to mind it when boys from our school approached her though,” Kakyoin said.

“It’s because I know they won’t risk meeting me when they think of trying,” Jotaro replied. “But I got a feeling that guys from here are more gutsy than in Japan.”

To hammer down on that point, the blond began to point to his biceps and not-so-subtly flexed them for you to see, and you responded with a calm, wide-eyed “woah”. Jotaro rolled his eyes, rubbing a hand over his thick bicep once. “Why not head over there then? If you’re this jealous?” Polnareff said.

“I’m not jealous.” Both the cherry-haired and Frenchman stayed silent, giving him a mere deadpan. “… Fine. Just a bit.”

“So go there and introduce yourself as her boyfriend in your-” Kakyoin gestured over Jotaro’s frame. “-punk delinquent-esque ways.”

“And you can’t judge us for poor advice anymore when Nori here upgraded from telling you how to do things to instead doing things your way!” Kakyoin nodded, bumping fists with Polnareff.

Jotaro judged them regardless with one vertical look-over at the both of them. “I still don’t trust any of your advises. Besides,” he sighed. “After knowing her more, I don’t think she’d like me suddenly walking there and getting possessive.”

“But it’s not being possessive when you’re establishing boundaries monsieur Kujo,” Pol said.

“Don’t call me that,” Jotaro scowled. “Also I don’t get why you two are always in my business. It’s annoying. Leave me alone.”

Not that his “threats” were effective against this duo, who simply shared a look with each other before replying. “What are you talking about? We’re buddies!” Polnareff chuckled, wrapping an arm around the raven-haired teenager. “Who am I to leave a pal behind to wallow in their own self-pity?”

“Also to be honest, it’s entertaining to see you struggle over stuff like this,” Kakyoin said with a smirk. That and paired with those shades he bought from Egypt just made him all the more smug. “Gets all the ladies but can’t handle one-”

“You shut-”

“Hey!” All three paused to look at you waving from a distance with that damn American and his friends still standing near you. “These guys want to play a round but Grandpa Joseph’s tapping out for the day. I’m afraid his bones have become too brittle-”

“No it’s not!” Said the groaning old man plopping down on the sand the moment he reached his and Avdol’s shared blanket. “I didn’t want to overpower those kids that’s all!”

“L-”

“We’re tougher than we look gramps!” The blond called out in return just as Jotaro was about to say something to you. And that didn’t help alleviate any increasing irritation boiling in him. “How about you guys?”

“Us?” Pol asked.

“Yeah! A friendly competition between us youngsters sound good?” He said, ball already in hand. “Just one set of 2v2!”

“I’m down-”

Whatever Kakyoin had to say about accepting the invite got cut off as Jotaro stood from his spot and walked over to your side with his hands in his short pockets. By the time you were beside him, the blond and his posse faltered for a second when they saw how much taller, built, and intimidating this supposed teenager from Japan was compared to them.

“I’m joining.”

You gazed up at him with widened eyes and a dash of pink to your cheeks. “Jotaro-ssi…”

“O-Oh for sure man,” the American cleared his throat, nervous as he looked over his shoulder to his friends. “How about you guys-”

“You chickening out?” Jotaro said in his characteristic blunt mannerisms. “You wanted to play volleyball, looked for a player, and now that he’s here, you’re passing the torch to your buddies?” From the corner of his vision, you crossed your arms facing them, more amused than pissed at his intervention.

He could spot the single bead of sweat dripping down the side of his face and his Adam’s apple bobbing as he tried to play off his cold feet with false bravado. “Nothing wrong than wanting to let my pals have a shot at a game, but since you’re asking for it,” he made show as he tossed and caught the ball. “It’s game on. Though I got to warn you, I have a nasty spike.”

“It’s true!” Polnareff yelled out from the sidelines. “I saw how he moves on the other net.”

Jotaro rolled his eyes and walked off to your side of the field. “Hey, do you even know how to play volleyball?” You said with a whisper. “You haven’t played once during our time here.”

“I’ve watched you and the others play this entire afternoon enough times for me to figure out how to do it,” he said with casual ease, glancing down at you with a shrug. “If a novice can beat an expert Darby at his favorite baseball game, then this will be nothing.”

“Well yeah but you know playing a video game is drastically different than playing an actual game, right?”

He huffed, unbothered. “Makes this better for me.”

With everyone in their respective spots, one of the blond’s friends served as the referee and starting from the other guy’s side, the whistle blew and the ball flew.

True to his word and his ability to study and adapt on the spot, Jotaro managed to keep up with you and his opponents on the playing field, exchanging the ball countless times without break. All the while, the Crusaders watched this one game like die-hard fans at the Superbowl.

It shouldn’t be that much of a shocker when he knew that both of you had physical advantages: Your lithe self allowing you to be more agile and nimble to traverse the court and catch the ball before it fell, while he had the strength and height to send the ball back to the other side, often times targeted to the edges.

And just as the timer was about to hit the 29 minute mark, Jotaro noticed the American get into a stance with a smirk plastered over his tan face. He cocked his head and rose a brow. The nasty spike I assume.

You sent the ball flying to their side and just as he predicted, the blond took over center field and leapt, arm reared and hand poised to deliver his so-called “nasty spike”.

His palm got into contact with the ball’s surface and with a clear smack, the ball was sent flying over to your side. But as he was about to receive, a glint of rose gold zipped past his vision and next thing he knew, the ball was up in the air as if it was caught mid flight to the ground.

One second glimpse at your knowing look, Jotaro didn’t hesitate to follow your footsteps. He leapt off the sand and rose his hand. In that split second, Star Platinum’s purple gloved hand enveloped his and upon contact with its surface, the ball practically launched itself at the American at a raging speed akin to an incoming missile.

The sand erupted in a loud boom, causing a shallow crater with plumes of sand flying off in many directions as the ball hit the ground. It rolled off the now-incapacitated blond stranger’s body.

His friends couldn’t even move nor make the effort to blow the whistle from the shock of it all.

Jotaro tongued the inside of his cheek, casually pocketing his hands back in his shorts as he glared at the American. “Nasty spike ,” he scoffed. “What a joke.”

You whistled, impressed as you looked down the crater. “You did a number on him.”

He reached over to grab your wrist. “Let’s get out of here.” With a gentle tug, you complied to his wish and followed him out the sandy court. He didn’t even bother meeting up with the Crusaders, who were equally stunned at what had happened.

“You’re not at all questioning why I’m not at all offended at you knocking the man out?”

“I’m questioning why you decided to cheat and use Sanctuary midway.”

“The game was ending in a minute anyways,” you said. “And I wanted to finish it off with a bang.”

“By letting me launch a ball at his face?” You smiled and nodded. “And you’re okay with that?”

“He’s a weirdo,” you grimaced. “His fetishes were showing when he said something about how exotic and pretty I was, and it pissed me off.”

Hearing that made Jotaro want to turn around to the guy for one more solid punch to the face. “But I saw you talking to him for that long.”

“Made you jealous, didn’t it?” You said, smug. “I lowkey wanted to bait you into playing a game with me by riling you up a bit, and for you to finish off that creep with what he deserved.”

“I wasn’t-” He bit his tongue, not finishing his train of thought. “I was a bit jealous and I’m glad I got to wreck that shit-eating face of his in the process, but can you not make me feel like this on purpose? It doesn’t sit right with me.”

“Duly noted and I’m sorry,” you said, eyes cast downward as you bowed your head a bit in sincere apology. “I’ll just tell you outright who and when to punch someone next time, promise!”

Jotaro paused in his tracks and with one good look at your determined sparkling eyes, couldn’t help but sigh and smile at you with uncharacteristic fondness.

“Yeah... I’d prefer that.”

#jotaro x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba #jotaro kujo

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I love, love, LOVE your Morioh slices of life and would die for more of Jotaro trying to have a stable family life amid Josuke and Okuyasu shenanigans. Please? Maybe a beach episode?? Anything you want, really! 🙏

Hiya! Sorry I just got to your request! This one's pretty lengthy as I said but it is here now~ There was less Josuke and Okuyasu shenanigans than I hoped but that's because I wanted to focus the story on Jotaro's family bonding time. Hope you enjoy! ♡

A Slice of Morioh: Our Piece of Peace

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When it comes to the Kujos, nothing was ever boring or simple.

Every day in every month was something new to explore for the couple and their energetic 4-year-old daughter. Initially, it was just the family doing what an average family does in their seaside villa in Florida, then give it a couple months of adjustments, they found themselves in a mini crusade as they traversed most of Asia.

Jolyne fully had the idea that their trip was purely for vacation, but little does she know that it was half-work as well. In the background of their travels, her parents hunted down potential Stand enemies and possible Stand arrows in the area with the intention of minimizing threats that could harm their little girl’s future.

The whole family work-vacation was entirely your idea, taking into consideration Jolyne’s adventurous and excitable personality. You wanted her to explore the world before she had to stay in one place for her schooling. Understandably, Jotaro hesitated with the suggestion, feeling fearful of what could happen to his family; a hint of trauma still plaguing the back of his mind even after attended many therapy sessions.

You gently insisted it was for their daughter’s development and that she’d be under constant watch but allowed him time to ponder, never pushing it too far that it irritated him.

Eventually, he gave in and trusted your word to allow Jolyne in the couple’s travels across half the world. Looking at her now being this happy and excited, Jotaro didn’t regret his decision.

At this point of their trip, they agreed to give themselves a break and opted to settle down in the small town of Morioh-cho.

And aside from the handful of local Stand users wanting you and Jotaro out of the way of their shady business, the trouble wasn’t too much to handle and the family still had enough rest before venturing out of the country once again.

But-

“Eomma! Appa! I’m bored! Can we go somewhere else please?!”

Jolyne, having be used to the constant go-to routines her family does, began to fuss and whine within the 4 walls of their hotel room. You have stayed in the small town for over a month and within them, your daughter had wasted no time wandering about the area with the typical eagerness of a preschooler.

But since you and Jotaro intended to stay for at least 2 more months, it would only be time until she began to crave for more adventures. Thus, you found yourself facing Jolyne nearly throwing tearful tantrums in the lounge area of your hotel room, with Jotaro by your side perplexed at the situation, and Great Grandpa Joseph sighing as he carried the tiny Shizuka in his arms.

“I wanna go out! I wanna play and run and eat and do whatever!” Jolyne huffed and puffed in her butterfly-patterned pajamas, hands balling in tiny fists and feet stomping on the carpet.

“Jolyne, what did I tell you about being patient? Your mother and I still have matters to tend to here,” Jotaro said gruffly. “We already allowed you to hang out with Josuke and his friends.”

But the little girl continued to whine, cheeks growing red from frustration. “But they keep taking me to the same places over and over! I don’t wanna go back there!”

“Like where pearl?” You questioned.

She raised her chubby fingers and began to count from each. “The sandwich shop, the playground, the ice cream shop, the nice man’s food shop, the school, the park, and even that weird man’s house!”

“Which weird man?” Jotaro mumbled to you, to which you muttered back a quiet “Rohan Kishibe. They like to fool around with the guy”, and he nodded in immediate understanding.

“Listen,” you started as you got down on your knees to face Jolyne. “You have to understand that other than what your father said, the point of why we stayed here is to relax for a bit and then we can go back out there.”

She pouted. “But-”

“However,” you butted in before she could go back to throwing a fit. “How about I make a deal?” You reached over to grasp her one hand with both of yours. “We’ll have a mini road trip in the neighboring towns near Morioh and you can have all the fun you want, but when we get back, you have to behave until we finish our job here. Or else, you get limited exploration in our travels.”

You turned to look back at your husband. “Sounds like a good deal, right?” Jotaro quirked up his brows in agreement as he downed his cup of coffee.

Jolyne puffed her cheeks, dubious. “How long is the trip?”

“How long do you want it to be?”

“Hmm… 4 weeks!” Jolyne said with a wide smile.

“That’s a bit much. A week?”

“3!”

“Okay then, how about 2 weeks?” You said. “We can do a lot in 2 weeks pearl.”

You felt a hand lay on your shoulder and for a second, you glanced at Jotaro kneeling next to you. “Eomma also needs to rest a lot for your baby sibling to grow properly. Don’t you want that?” You flushed as he wrapped a gentle arm around midsection, hand resting on your small bump.

Jolyne pressed her lips together as she mirrored her father’s action and placed her hand on your tummy. “Yeah…”

“Listen to your parents youngster,” Mr. Joestar spoke up from the back. “There’s loads of fun stuff you can do in places near Morioh. I would know because I’ve been quite the wanderer myself in my younger days.”

“Of course you were old man,” Jotaro deadpanned at him. You held back a laugh at the implication. “Quite the wanderer indeed. I wouldn’t say it was your younger years though.”

“Anyways,” you cleared your throat. “Do we have a deal, little miss?” You put up a hand for her to shake.

Jolyne scrunched her face in deep thought before grinning and eagerly grasping your hand with her smaller ones. “Deal!”

You huffed in complete adoration and couldn’t resist planting a kiss on her forehead. “Aigoo, my tiny impatient explorer….”

“Go bath now before your mother changes her mind,” Jotaro said, rustling her already-tousled dark hair. Jolyne stared up at her father with challenge in her eyes and a smirk for a mouth. “In the count of 3,” he started. “One… two…”

And just like that, your daughter bolted back to her room with a loud giggle.

Jotaro chuckled and got up from his knee, helping you up after him. “Good grief. We really should come up with something to keep her occupied in one spot.” He narrowed his eyes at you. “You spoil her too much.”

“Me?” You raised a brow with a scoff. “And you don’t?”

“I mean-” He watched how you smirked up at him. His cheeks warmed a bit. “This whole vacation was your idea.”

“I know. But you’re often the one bending over to Jolyne’s every wishes, Jotaro-ssi.”

“Oi.”

“I get it!” You both turned to the elderly man. “You both are loving parents to that little girl! Have your squabble elsewhere before the baby starts crying again.”

You and your husband shared one look at each other and with that, a smile grew on both your faces.

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Jotaro’s job was far from over. Stand users still run rampant in society as he speaks but even then, there was this reassuring sense of peace that often blanketed over his worries.

It took Jotaro months to realize that the source of his reassurance and light heart was the happiness and trust of his family that was with him all throughout this nomadic trip. The trust and love he had for his wife led him to this moment where he can put down the walls of his rigid stoicism and enjoy some semblance of normalcy that you both had wanted.

Just like an ordinary family.

Who knew something as mundane as packing up clothes and toiletries would something he’d prefer over throwing fists at somebody. It became a routine to him considering the number of times they had to the same thing with each country and its many cities.

Ironically, it was even a bit funny that he was finding amusement in the minute details of their daily living: The assigned roles of who was to pack what (Jotaro for the work equipment, you for the clothes, Jolyne for the toiletries), the frequent usage of Star Platinum, Silent Sanctuary, and Stone Free in doing simple assistive work, the banter you somehow still kept up with him throughout the years, his child’s laughter messing with her great grandfather etc.

And so as he tucked the last of the folders in the luggage, Jotaro cocked his head and felt his lip curl up at his own thoughts. “Unbelievable.”

You passed by and glancing at his organizational skills, let out an impressed “ooh” and turned to him. “Got everything packed?” He nodded once. “Your thesis papers? The Stand users’ profiles? Our personal documents?”

“Done. Also double-checked just in case.”

“As expected from you,” you said and got on your tiptoes to peck a chaste kiss on his cheek. “Watch out now, she’s gonna burst through that door in less than a second now.”

“What makes you say-”

“Eomma! Appa!” You both looked to the doorway to spot Jolyne with her trademark space buns, matching pastel green top and bottom, and butterfly accessories clipped on every inch of her clothes. A bright yellow backpack hung behind her, stuffed to the brim. “I’m ready!”

“I’m sure you are pearl.” He watched her run inside to hug your leg in excitement. In turn, you petted her head with gentle strokes. “Makes me wonder what you keep packing in that little bag of yours all the time.”

“Important stuff.” Jolyne giggled as you pinched her cheek.

But beyond the peaceful bubble of their bedroom, a pair of familiar loud teenage voices joined Joseph’s deaf complaints, causing a ruckus in the lounge area bearing the same eagerness as his child.

Said child jumped at their arrival and squealed with glee, hurrying back to greet the new visitors. “Jojo oppa! Kuyasu oppa!”

Jotaro let out the biggest sigh of the day. “Them again?” You smiled at him apologetically, but he knew you well enough to recognize that underlying smugness that paired with that smile. “Don’t tell me…”

“Jotaro-san! Y/N-san!”

He rolled his eyes at the mention of his name but didn’t resist when you held his hand and tugged him outside. Star hovered out behind to finish packing up all their luggage and carried them out afterwards.

“Josuke, Okuyasu, what are you doing here-” Whatever he wanted to say ended up short when he laid eyes on the two high schoolers… wearing their most casual wear, bulky bags on their backs, and wide grins on their faces. Meanwhile, Jolyne happily perched atop Crazy Diamond’s shoulders.

Jotaro lightly tilted his head to yours and simply muttered a curt “are they really?”

To which you shrugged. “It’s their break. I was thinking they can help us recommend some good spots to visit since they’re locals in the area.”

He wasn’t one to do such thing, but even he could feel himself pout as he said, “We can discover that for ourselves like we always do.”

“Oh come on now love, surely you’re not going to send them home disheartened? I mean, look at our little girl,” he watched as the said child played with the teenagers’ Stands with Stone Free creating many shapes out of its neon blue strings. “She’s so happy her goofy uncles are around. They can also be of big help security-wise if that makes you feel any better.”

Jotaro wanted to refute, his mind trying to come up with something but from a practical standpoint, you had every point in your favor. Instead of digging for more reasons to leave them, he combed his finger through his trimmed curls and heaved a heavy sigh. “I hate it when you have a point.”

You smiled, cheeky. “Where’s Koichi? Isn’t he coming along?”

“We told him to tag with us but he said he wanted to focus on his studies,” Okuyasu said. “And that he can’t leave his girlfriend behind.”

“Which I call foul because I still think she’s controlling and watching his every move,” Josuke added clicking his tongue. “Girl’s an insane stalker, you know?”

“Oh Y/N-san! When do we leave?” Okuyasu said, grabbing the handles of his bag like an elementary grade student about to go on their first school trip. “And what are we riding? Bus? Boat? Plane?”

“I’d like to board a plane…” Josuke mumbled with his thoughts already in the clouds.

“You two,” both boys froze in a second and stood rigid as Jotaro spoke from where he was beside you. “Be grateful Y/N invited you with us. I expect you to behave and minimize inconveniences around my family. Got it?”

“Y-Yes no problem with that Jotaro-san!” Josuke stuttered.

Nothing had even started and he was about to pop a blood vessel as soon as the two boys began to cause chaos in their booked hotel lounge. It was fortunate that you were there to step in and calm him down with a simple hand on his back. Jotaro turned to you and after a quick glance at him, you said to everyone in the room.

“Alright, looks like everything’s settled. Everyone is in attendance so let’s get this show on the road.”

“You kids have fun now,” Joseph said with the baby in his arms opening and closing her fists, mimicking an infant’s version of a wave. “I’ll just rest here with Shizuka. Poor thing might throw a fuss if I leave her alone.”

“Then I’ll have Koichi be the one to assist you then,” you said. “You take care Mr. Joestar.”

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When planning out where to go for the impromptu trip, Jotaro didn’t think too much about it other than the potential of a Stand ambush. He trusted that you knew what and where you were going and that the two teenagers actually lived up to what was expected of them.

It was only after they boarded a train to the neighboring area and settled in their respective seats did his parental awareness kick in regarding whether or not Jolyne would even love the places they were going to.

If his prior research served him right, there weren’t any extravagant amusement parks or bustling cityscapes nearby that contained the attractions suited to entertain a preschool-aged girl. All there was were a multitude of sightseeing spots designed to interest older people instead of children.

Now looking at his little girl humming on her window seat beside him, happily munching on one of the wafer bars you bought back in Morioh, Jotaro’s mind started to overthink and his heart weighed a bit. I don’t want her to be disappointed. I should’ve told Y/N about modifying the itinerary because what if-

“Yeobo?” Jotaro snapped out from his thoughts to turn to you staring at him with worry. “Something in your mind?”

“It’s… It’s nothing,” he cleared his throat. He could only hope his nonchalance facade is effective. “I was thinking about changing some parts of my thesis, that’s all.”

“Really? Or are you worried about our daughter?”

Damnit. “What gave it away?”

“You kept looking at her eating with that shifty gaze I see in your eyes whenever you’re concerned,” you said. “What is it? Is it security matters again? Because the others are nearby to help out and I can always tell when a threat is within our vicinity.”

“No it’s not that. I got that issue sorted out in my head.”

“Then what?” A soft hand overlaid his and for a moment, his cheeks flared faintly, both at the feel of your wedding ring and your gentle touch. “Tell me.”

He sighed. “Will she enjoy this trip? I’m now recalling the plans you’ve laid out to me beforehand and thinking about it again, it’s not fit for a child’s entertainment. What if she experiences this whole vacation and ends up upset and starts throwing tantrums again when we get home?”

“Entertainment?” Looking away, you raised a hand to your mouth and huffed a breathy laugh. Jotaro remained puzzled as he continued to stare at you wanting solutions. “Love, this is Jolyne we’re talking about. The same Jolyne who wandered about wild forests with endless questions, and who’d find anything new interesting and worth exploring.”

“She’s been with us to isolated, rural places before and she loved every location regardless,” you smiled. “Don’t worry. As long as we’re with her and she has something to do, she’ll be fine.”

“And besides,” you gently patted your tiny bump. Something he always kept an eye on with fondness. “From all these countryside trips, I feel like this bean will grow more into a calmer baby than their sister.”

Reassurances were always something Jotaro never believed in fully being the skeptic that he was and a bit cynical towards the world, but hearing you say them was different- he’s been with you through the years and he’d seen how you’ve done or at least did your best to make sure you kept your word.

And he was grateful that he had someone he could feel this sentiment towards and he was glad it was you. So Jotaro smiled back in return, never saying anything back. Instead, he pressed a light kiss on your temple.

Time passed and eventually, the scenic view out their window transitioned from a stretch of green fields to the gradual transition into rows of blooming cherry blossom trees lining the large clear river down the slope.

The second the train had fully stopped, Jolyne couldn’t wait any longer and hurriedly tugged her parents towards the numerous pink foliage that waited for them. Josuke and Okuyasu stepped in to your aid and offered to play with her while they were there, sparing you from the worry of running and exerting stress to your unborn child and worrying Jotaro in the process.

The younger crowd enjoyed their time doing rounds of tag and role-playing while the “parents” of the group took their time to bask in the pleasing, spring environment. At times, the group would band together in one spot to take some photos with the Polaroid you brought for your travels.

The group proceeded to visit the nearby bay as suggested by the old man and there they continued to take even more memorable pictures as Jolyne wandered about the stone paths and bridges above the body of water. They were lucky enough to board a small boat to cruise them around before they made their last drive for the day.

By the time they reached the last hours of their afternoon, Jolyne grew tired and ended up sleeping the remainder of the day. With his daughter napping in his arms, the group took the chance to visit some of the local shrines within the area. During a break, they settled down momentarily in a nearby shop selling snacks.

While the teenagers goofed around talking about splurging versus saving, Jotaro chose to sit beside you with Jolyne laying on your lap, resting peacefully. Both of you had different treats in hand wanting separate selections. Naturally, you two ended up sharing a bite or two of their respective treats as if they were still the young lovers from high school.

After settling down for the night, the group proceeded to board a bus departing to a neighboring city the day after, and much like their situation in the train, Josuke and Okuyasu began to snicker and gossip to themselves in the seats ahead of Jotaro and his family. The only difference was that his little girl spent the duration of the bus trip with the teenagers, already accustomed to their chaos.

He could only imagine how befuddled and protective he became beside you.

“You’re in that mode again.”

“What mode?”

“Death glares, pressed lips, cocked head, crossed arms, bouncing knee, and lack of child within arms length..” You counted. “You know, papa wolf mode. I’ve took note a total of 3 occurrences so far during our vacation here.”

“Should I be concerned that I’m feeling this way more often? Or that you’re being smug and keeping count of it?”

“What’s it to you?” You smirked with that knowing shrug of yours. Seeing you crossing arms after him had Jotaro scoffing lightheartedly in disbelief, albeit with a curl to his upper lip. “Come on, it’s endearing admit it.”

“Quiet.”

Eventually past the rural side of the place and even more stretches of plains and farms, the bus made it to its destination. Drawn to the many eye-catching arcades immediately seen from where they stand outside the station, the high schoolers returned to Jolyne and with her consent and the permission of her parents, and invited her to play with them.

You shared a look with your husband and in silent resignation, he waved the boys off to do whatever. You allowed it as well under the condition they return and meet-up in the lobby area of hotel after an hour.

Suffice to say, they bolted to the nearby arcade game the second everyone approved. “Good grief,” Jotaro said. “When I got myself prepared to be a parent to 1, I didn’t think I’d be one to 3.”

“4,” you said back.

His eyes widened for a brief moment in realization before letting out a bashful chuckle. He stroked your tummy in soft circles. “You’re right. My bad, little bean.”

Their time spent in the urban landscape wasn’t as grand as they would’ve expected, but at the same time none of you complained. Instead, you discovered that other than the numerous entertainment being offered for the younger members of the group, you found a variety of dishes to try with the family ranging from new sushi items, unique meat selections, battered fish cake on a stick, fluffy custard-filled sponge cakes, flavored mochi treats, and many more.

Your days ended up with filled bellies and bags… upon bags of purchased “souvenirs” the teenagers stacked up during their shopping spree. Funnily enough, they were able to buy that much to begin because Jotaro lent them some money under the pretense that they leave his family in peace for even one day.

That day, Jolyne sported a toothy grin as she added a stuffed kitty and puppy plush to her toy collection from a whole day spent in an indoor amusement park- a prize won by her father and his Stand’s impeccable accuracy at a game of shooting specified number of targets. As a cherry on top, you had a hunch the guy manning the booth rigged the game from the number of unclaimed toys sitting on their shelves and the cocky stance he put on. So you took matters into your hands.

A light ring and a mellow symphony conducted by your Stand ended up swaying the con artist to give away all his prizes to nearby children. He earned enough.

“This is papa,” Jolyne said, taking the paw of her puppy plush to wave at Jotaro. The latter raised a brow at his daughter sitting on his forearm and reached up to pinch her cheeks with his free hand. She fumbled around until she’s able to grasp the kitty’s paw to wave at you. “And this is mama.”

You cooed, combing through her partly-dyed hair. She wanted them down for today and you didn’t see any problem with that. “How about yours, pearl?”

“I’m the butterfly toy back at home,” Jolyne said in return, pouting as she joined paws of both her plushies. “The pretty blue butterfly.”

You smiled and glancing at your husband, he had one on his face as well. “That’s right. You’re puppy-kitty’s little butterfly.”

At that, Jolyne giggled as she snuggled both squeaky plushies into her hug.

Their last stop was a humble, homey village not too far from the city. Known for their crafts, the place gave its visitors a piece of history, nature, local tradition, and its many signature wood products.

Almost immediately, Jolyne hurried over with eager skips to the many workshops available for her to participate in, and just like your child and her 2 older brother-figures accompanying her, you too had to admit that you were also excited to build something.

While they went about their way as usual, you followed after them with a slower stride alongside your husband. “I can just tell you’re brimming to do all sorts of activity here.”

You turned to Jotaro with a confident shrug. “Why wouldn’t I? I’m always up to trying out new stuff.”

“You weren’t exactly the best during that time we had to create wooden statues for arts class.”

“Yah, that was 9 years ago Jotaro-ssi!” You scoffed and playfully slapped his bicep. “A lady can improve. Matter of fact, I have improved when you weren’t around.”

Jotaro smirked, unconvinced. “We’ll see.”

The workshops offered a variety of craft choices to choose from and all members of your group didn’t hesitate to test them out starting from the shop teaching how to make chopsticks from scratch. By the end of the session, your family created 3 pairs of freshly lacquered chopsticks in different colors- violet, burgundy, and olive green.

Josuke and Okuyasu went ahead to visit the workshop that guided them to craft more creative wood works, though knowing them, using their respective Stands to cheat and compete on who would make the better end product was likely what they did without adult supervision.

They spent the entire afternoon exploring the different activities available for them and made personalized trinkets and small wooden decor they could add to spruce their home up. Skill-wise? You weren’t lying when you said you’d somewhat mastered some level of craftsmanship when carving and assembling pieces of chopped wood into various designs.

Beside you, Jolyne created her own custom goodies with Jotaro’s assistance.

After successfully trying out everything, Jolyne spent all her energy for the day and went on to take a nap in her father’s arms, cradling a self-made kokeshi doll swaddled in a forest green handkerchief that she dyed herself- a tiny wooden doll carved, polished, and painted to look like a miniature version of her. And she had Star Platinum to thank.

The sun began to set as the sky’s clear blue gradually transitioned into a beautiful autumn orange. One-by-one, the village houses lit up together with the street lamps that shone upon the dirt path below.

They settled in for the night in a quaint guest house, stowing their bags in their respective rooms, and meeting up to eat dinner at a nearby restaurant serving stew and roast.

And just to finish the vacation on a soft note, why not make use of the hot springs resting just outside their bedroom. Luckily, you were able to book the rooms that had the natural feature before anyone else could, and since the spring was isolated to your spot alone, no one else would be able to interrupt your time in the warm waters and cozy ambiance.

With your daughter now asleep in her pajamas, you invited Jotaro with you for a relaxing soak and seeing there would be no reason to decline, he followed you there.

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This is what he wanted. Not the stressful fights with Stand users or the hassle of paperwork and research.

Just having to hold you in his arms, resting in solitude without having to worry about the problems of the outside world. As a matter of fact, it dawned on him that during the entirety of this mini trip, any paranoia that would’ve appeared at any moment hasn’t made itself known.

Strangely enough, Jotaro felt safe.

He felt safe and fuzzy inside that it genuinely brought a clear joy to his face and a heart that weighed light as a feather. Every once in a while, he could shut his cold logic for a moment and pretend that he was an ordinary man with his wife and child taking the break he so desperately wanted.

He could live like this forever with you.

“You’re uncharacteristically affectionate tonight, love.”

“Hm?” He blinked once, twice, and realized he was half submerged in steaming water, sitting by the stone with your back against his chest. He also caught himself nuzzling the crook of your neck, arms tightening a bit around your midsection just under your breasts with his hands overlapping over your small baby bump. “Oh…”

“I didn’t tell you to stop though,” you said, reaching up behind you to nudge his head forward and plant a soft kiss on his cheek. “I’m happy that you’re happy, right?”

Jotaro, not needing to be the intimidating and strong Stand user that slayed the immortal DIO, allowed himself to smile and reciprocate your peck with a tender kiss on your lips. Only then did he nod to answer you.

“We’re heading back to Morioh tomorrow and resume doing Stand business,” you said. “I’ll miss this moment of quietness between us.”

You huddled closer to your husband, holding his hands with yours. “This is nice.” He purred in acknowledgment as he rest his chin atop your head. “I wish we had more moments like this. Just you, me, and our children.”

“I’d like that too…”

#jotaro x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba #jotaro kujo #for those unfamiliar #yeobo just means “honey” #and oppa is an honorific for girls to call their older brothers

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Before I break down the floodgates and start gushing about my OC, here's her little bio if anyone's interested in getting to know her!

I have an extended version of this in my drafts but I think it's better to put out the bite sized version of it first 😊

Also don't mind that text in the corner, this was originally for Twitter so yeah-

#polaris au #starlight & sunshine #jjba oc #jojo oc #oc x canon #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba #jjba original character #original character

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Mini update!

Currently working on another request! This one's a long one so it might take a while yall but it's a good one I swear 😊

For now, imma post something rather self-indulgent in the meantime

#mijin updates

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Hi, I love your OC, she's so interesting! Do you plan to do any writing for P6 Yuna?

Omg 🥺 Thank you for loving her anon ♡

I actually have tons of plans for Yuna and she is heavily involved in my au rewrite of Stone Ocean and the other parts as well so absolutely!

I also have the visuals to pair with it too 🤭

#mijin answers #polaris au

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I saw the post you were making requests again, so here is mine if you can do it. My favorite fanfic of your is the Gothic Metalhead Reader x Jotaro headcannon, and I want a continuation of that when they are married and had Jolyne and how after all these years they still haven't changed especially with Jotaro being the house husband (GN reader please) I love your work and hope you are doing well 🩵

hello anon! I'm a bit surprised people still found that lil headcanon I made but I'm happy you found that to be your favorite of the bunch. So, as you requested, here's a lil continuation of the reader living their best life in the years to come~ Hope you enjoy ♡

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It’s been 10 years since you’ve started this unexpected relationship with Jotaro Kujo and that’s putting it lightly.

Who would’ve thought a metal head goth and a reserved delinquent would somehow meet one day and somehow made their obvious differences work for the long run. Regardless, it happened and you found yourself in a stable life in Florida with a hardworking husband and a cute daughter containing energy with no bounds in her tiny body.

Naturally, as time passes and you’ve grown several ages older, things changed and some of your old passions phased out. No longer were you that quiet, rebellious kid who’d consume every hot release of their favorite metal song- that teenager who’d spend their savings the second Metallica’s or Black Sabbath’s album were made available in stores.

Then again, an old habit was hard to forget, so despite losing most of your youthful goth edge, you still liked wearing dark-clothing and applying dark make-up for casual wear or for work because it just made sense for you- the fishnets, laces, corsets etc. At times, you’d even find time to plug in your earphones to listen to some old and new metal music.

Nothing beats the classic after all.

Similar happened to your spouse in a more evident way. What once was the teenager with a penchant for being “punk” and “rough-looking”, was now a man who leaned more into a “refined” appearance with his trimmed curls, light or white clothing, with the occasional academia-esque formal wear. Without the need to appeal to fellow peers, Jotaro lost his “edgy” nature in exchange of stoic formality instead.

You both changed throughout the years but at the same time, the bond you had with him never did.

Family life was something you gradually learned with Jotaro when Jolyne was brought into the world. But that’s to be expected for first-time parents. You worked out the nitty-gritty nuances of new dynamics and schedules, had areas to improve on, and some schedules to be fixed, but eventually with some time, you both had found middle ground.

Most often, you were the one working full-time in your work area while your husband would stay at home to work in his office. It worked for you because while your profession needed you to be in the area, his job didn’t require him to be in the field all the time paired with the fact that he also had his thesis to finish.

And so your typical day would start with a nice morning routine with your small family and end with you coming home from work to your daughter happily greeting you with a wide, toothy grin and your husband saying a pleasant “how’s your day?” when he’s in the middle of setting the table.

There were also times when Jolyne would find your old stash of metal albums and ever the curious child she was, she wanted to know what they were. You weren’t ashamed of your interests and you had no reasons to be embarrassed of your seemingly unique taste in music and aesthetic.

So you sat her down as if you were telling a story and you shared all you knew about your love of metal music and the appeal of goth fashion. By the end of the month, you couldn’t help but smile, flattered when you’ve noticed Jolyne taking interest in more hard-hitting songs and dark-adjacent apparel with a neon twist.

Looking back in your life like this- sitting by your table littered with pictures of your family in your office space during the break hour, you smiled to yourself as you wore your earphones to listen to the same metal song that played when you first encountered Jotaro that day.

You wouldn’t live life any other way.

#jotaro x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba #jotaro kujo

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I very much agree with everything in this analysis

"The consequences of being distant combined with being The Man"

Says alot if we put this into perspective: What would happen when someone who just wanted to live a normal ordinary life ended up having to be a "Main Character". And it's a heavy weight to carry on someone who doesn't want to feel the thrills of danger.

"His anxiety has grown with responsibilities. Look how his thoughts evolved from P3 to P6"

Yes! And this too! Observant viewers will notice the change in Jotaro's thoughts. In P3, he's noticeably more laidback when he isn't provoked. Where all that mattered was finishing school and living his life as a student.

But then when we look at P6, he's no longer that chill, laidback teenager. He's a working adult who's constantly vigilant and wary of his surroundings, unable to relax for a day. Because of his experiences, he's become anxious of his environment to the point he has to be distant from loved ones just to make sure they don't get harmed or get caught in the crossfire.

"He also had a child very young... The greatest gift he could give his daughter was the life he never had"

And this is what majority of the community is unable to comprehend. That Jotaro never wanted to involve his family into this Stand business, dismissing him as a "horrible parent who wanted nothing to do with them". He wanted them to live a life free from the pain of dealing with numerous enemies and the other consequences that came with them.

In an attempt to live a normal life, even for a moment, he fell in love, got married, had a kid in a short amount of time.

And while it's still messed up for a father to be absent or away from his child, but at times, you got to understand that his intentions were always from a good place. He loved and cherished Jolyne and he'd never leave his only daughter due to malicious reasons.

"Jotaro is among the controversial of Joestars but I adore his complexities. He's a flawed hero and bears the heaviest burdens of the Joestars"

You and me both 😔✊️ It's really refreshing and nice to see someone viewing Jotaro in this light. To take the time to do a character analysis to share that he isn't just some "cold hearted, emotionless man" the dudebros want him to be.

Analysis: The Star (Part 6)

He's my favourite, oh my God I could ramble about this man. The character arc is chef's kiss. Will do proper headcanons another day.

Superman with a bad ending. Part 6 is a sad but fitting culmination of Kujo Jotaro's character arc.

The consequences of being distant and misunderstood combined with the burden of being "The Man" turn his life into a tragedy.

His anxiety has grown with his responsibilities. Look how his thoughts evolve from Part 3 to Part 6.

Divorce never happens for only one reason, but there are a few things shown in the story that make me raise my eyebrows.

Most obviously, I think the events of Part 4 scared him. He spent 10 years trying to live a normal life, didn't maintain his ability to stop time, and he almost died because of it.

"Stand Users attract Stand Users" - that and the effects that the arrows had on Morioh are enough to give anyone pause.

Jotaro is a protector first and foremost. He absolutely felt compelled to chase down the remnants of DIO's legacy to keep his family safe.

He also had a child VERY young, and that's stressful on a relationship no matter how much you love them. Recall that Jolyne is born only 3-4 years after the end of Stardust Crusaders.

But we know he loves Jolyne deeply and probably never wanted her to get mixed up in all of the Stand mess. He never wanted to get involved in this himself, remember?

The greatest gift he could give his daughter is the peaceful life he never had. That's all any parent wants for their child.

He probably had some awareness of Pucci's activity (though likely not his identity), but didn't put it together until it was too late.

Jotaro wasn't expecting to wake up after his encounter with White Snake. 100% was furious with Jolyne for putting herself in danger like that.

He's not proud of her at all for this stupidity, damn it.

I am soooo sick of the "lol Jotaro got nerfed why was he so dumb" rhetoric around the final fight.

In the end, he makes the same choice he's always made: to defend his loved ones because that's who he's always been. Pucci knew that, too.

And let's be real, Made in Heaven is a horrible matchup for Star Platinum.

Jotaro is among the most controversial of Joestars, and I get it, but I adore his complexities. He's a flawed hero, and he bears the heaviest burdens of the Joestars.

Like many, I wanted Part 6 to have a happy ending, but I loved it anyway. In the Ireneverse, he's still Jotaro. He's probably still divorced. But without Pucci around to carry DIO's legacy, I hope he got the peaceful life he wanted.

Feedback and discussion always welcome. :)

#jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #jotaro kujo #mijin thoughts

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i loved your one shot “sensitive” sm omg 🫶 can i request for a part two? sfw or nsfw is up to you but i just wanted to tell you that i loved it lot <3 thanks for considering!

Ask and you shall receive anon 😬 I went on ahead and made it midway between sfw and nsfw. I hope you like this one 😊🫡

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Jotaro wasn’t one to tease others with fun and games, and everyone who has at least seen him knew it too.

But did it feel satisfying seeing you that flustered for the first time in his life. He always had that need to “get back” at you for all the times you approached him with this… certain type of manner.

One that wasn’t obnoxious and loud that the other girls from his class would lay onto him or one that gave off as desperate and clingy. What made yours different was subtlety- the type that seemed ordinary but had a certain motive underneath. And it drove him crazy.

Honestly, what he’d done was fair. One act compared to your many playful jabs? Reasonably justified.

From this point on, Jotaro doesn’t know what would happen next considering he said what he said to you back in the small restaurant. He might as well assume that you’d find ways on how to hide in a corner just to recollect yourself. That’s how it always goes in the movies he watched at least.

The guys went back to their respective rooms, including you following close behind at a snail’s pace. He’d risk a glance back just to check whether you still felt that embarrassment from earlier, but that he’d rather maintain his nonchalant attitude no matter what.

Jotaro unlocked the door to your room and stepped inside, letting you close it after him.

What was left for tonight was to get some sleep and continue on with this trip. He kicked his shoes off to the side, sat on his side of the bed, and-

“Yah.”

Just as he was about to lie on his pillow, all the room lights turned off, leaving only the moon outside to illuminate the small space. “I have to admit that your little act a while ago was clever. Obviously, it got to me and you got what you wanted out of it. However…” He heard the clear click of the lock. “Don’t expect me to let go of this stunt of yours that easy.”

In the darkness, Jotaro watched your figure walk across the room with deliberate steps. You didn’t stop by your side of the bed, but kept walking until he gazed up at you standing beside him. He cocked his brow and crossed his arms. “What are you doing?”

“I should be thanking you for what you did then. The waist grab. The prolonged hold you around me,” you said in a way that matched the atmosphere of the calm evening air. Then you bent over to him with a small curl of your lip. “The want of hearing me moan of all things.”

Being this close to you together with what you emphasized had Jotaro’s heart spiking in his chest but he kept his cool and managed to speak with ease. “What’s there to thank? If anything, you should be saying sorry for teasing me all the fucking time.”

“Oh but you see, you don’t actually need my sorry, do you?” You slowly reached forward to take his hat off him. With that off to the side, your fingers returned to comb through his curls, trailing one finger down behind his ear. A pleasant tingle ran its course throughout his body but he made sure to not show.

The tip of your finger continued to trace down the column of his thick neck and collarbones, until you grasped the golden chain of his collar. “Because you wanted to play back, it confirmed one thing that held me back,” You tugged at the accessory, hard enough to pull Jotaro forward a bit. “That my feelings aren’t entirely one-sided.”

Jotaro had to thank you for closing the lights because with you suddenly being this aggressive had his face fuming. To make this situation worse, he knew you weren’t lying.

He did like you too but he didn’t want to admit it. And now the consequences came to bite him in the ass.

“I think it’s only fair I get something in return, hm?”

Jotaro still held himself together but for how long? He wasn’t sure. He could only put up his facade on normal situations but this wasn’t one of them. “I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

Without averting eye contact, he let Star hover quietly behind you with the intent of prying you off him to get this evening over with. It almost worked but the second he caught you smirk for a split second, he knew.

The delinquent clicked his tongue as he physically felt the fabrics tighten significantly around his Stand’s limbs. Now, he couldn’t move his arms and legs in the process.

You, and by extension Silent Sanctuary, had already anticipated his next move.

“I knew you’d try to push me off,” you giggled. “Not this time though.”

Jotaro furrowed his brows and swallowed at the creeping sensation trailing up the length of his leg to his crotch. Only when he gazed down did he found out that one of your Stand’s fabrics was the thing that played around with his belts. He jolted when he felt your finger gently grazed the shell of his ear.

“I’ve always wanted to try this at least once in my lifetime,” you purred with your face always inches away from his. He gritted his teeth as your damn finger traced a line down his chest, his abs, and-

Shit. Jotaro couldn’t control how his entire body warmed all over or how a bulge had grown underneath his pants. It didn’t help that his heart couldn’t stop pounding. Fuck fuck fuck.

“Get… Get off,” he said with little bite to his voice.

“Hmm? Really? You don’t sound convincing as you would’ve.”

“I don’t like this.”

With those words, Jotaro could tell your gaze softened in the dark room. “Why aren’t you fighting back then? Couldn’t you tell I’ve gradually loosened Sanctuary’s hold on you?”

To think of it, he could move his limbs around a little even with the fabrics still wrapped around them. Why didn’t he feel them slacking? Was it because… Oh… Oh no.

It dawned on Jotaro. Did he got too immersed with your play that his senses dulled a bit? And the worst part of it was that he wasn’t completely disappointed with himself. It’s as if he… liked it?

“Last chance, do you want me off or no?” You muttered into his ear, coy and sweet but with traces of genuine concern.

The delinquent couldn’t say anything. He could only stare into your eyes with the same furrowed brows, heated cheeks, and pressed lips as he did nothing to shrug off any of the fabrics encasing his extremities. Fucking hell.

A minute goes by and you broke into a small grin. “Interesting. Looks like I get to have my payback after all.” Jotaro gritted his teeth as simultaneously, all the fabrics on him tightened harshly. “Care to guess what that might be?”

He thought about what it could be but your finger toying with the skin by his ear combined with the silk lightly pressing against his crotch is making it hard. “Y-You tell me.”

“Well… it’s quite synonymous to what you looked for from me.” You leaned close until he could feel your breath brush past his ear, your teeth grazing its shell. He shivered and writhed a bit as the cloth added a bit more pressure on his bulge, slithering around to make sure it’s covered entirely. “Perhaps an audio cue like-”

In one heartbeat, you bit onto his ear the same time your Stand pressed against his crotch with enough force to make Jotaro buck his hips with a deep, resounding groan fleeting past his lips- one that faded off as the sound of his panting followed.

“That.”

You smirked and drew back in an instant together with your Stand’s fabrics. Without the restraints, Jotaro was able to sit upright, unsure whether to cup his bitten ear or traitorous mouth. Either way, he surprised himself from what he uttered out in the moment.

But he does know how to send a “what the fuck” glare towards your direction. Not that you were affected by it much when you skipped to switch the room lights on and unlock the door. You smiled at him with a cheeky face he wanted to do stuff with. “Now you know that you can’t out-do the professional.”

Probably from whiplash, Jotaro winced as his head throbbed lightly. “Where the hell are you going? It’s late.”

“Going off to Pol’s room. I have some gossip I wanna share with him,” you said as you opened the door. “Sweet dreams!”

Frustrated with himself, Jotaro scoffed and called out. “ Oi! You get back here woman! We’re not done!” But the door had already closed behind you as a receding “I like you too!” echoed into the room.

The delinquent slouched back onto the headboard and raked his fingers through his hair, taking a deep breath to cool his warm cheeks and steady his beating heart. He clicked his tongue when he now had to deal with the tent still evident in his trousers.

And despite their exchange, he smiled to himself. “That minx.”

#jotaro x reader #jjba #jojos bizarre adventure #jotaro kujo

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Alright after much thought, I need some writing inspirations. I'm gonna take in some requests again 🤸‍♀️ Feel free to send in some ideas and perhaps questions too and I'll see to it as soon as I can 🫡

#mijin updates

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Everyone say hello to my JJBA OC, "Yuna" 🌸

She's the protagonist of the AO3 version of Polaris , the "reader" in the Tumblr version of the fic, and my precious little bean.

I'll be posting more details about her in the near future so yeah! If you're curious about her, feel free to ask any questions and send any messages! ♡

Left: My Interpretation

Right: Stardust Crusaders vers.

#jojo oc #jjba oc #jjba original character #original character #jojos bizarre adventure #stardust crusaders #starlight & sunshine #THAT'S RIGHT new tag baby 🤸‍♀️🎉🤸‍♀️🎉🤸‍♀️

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I think it's time I bring her out over here in tumblr

I soft launched her in my twitter so I think it's only fair to introduce her here as well

#mijin ramblings

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Got some Dadtaro thoughts with Smolyne:

Everyone knows how daycare works, right?

A simple place where children are dropped off to spend some time there to socialize with the other kids, have fun, play a lot- you know typical toddler stuff.

And if we continue off from the post I made about Jolyne being a big papa's girl, I could only imagine how anxiety-inducing it must have been for her when she was first dropped off at a daycare.

It happened one day when Jotaro suggested she started to learn how to be independent- develop skills appropriate to her age and socialize with the other 3-year-olds in the area.

Little Jolyne was hesitant but she knew her dad would be with her, so she didn't have any strong reactions upon learning that. She'd refuse to go there unless it was Jotaro who accompanied her.

He makes her feel safe after all.

She was always happy whenever she got to sit on her dad's arm as he carried her. Her chubby hands would clutch his coat as her wide eyes looked at the environment around her. It also made her happy that Jotaro would keep talking to her in the middle of their trip to reassure her that daycare would be fun.

Unbeknownst to her, when she got to the small, child-proof gate, Jolyne had this awful feeling when she saw a lady come greet the parent-child duo. At first, all went well- the 2 of them were invited inside the colorful room, Jolyne was given sliced apples to munch on while Jotaro sat beside her, and a bunch of toys were presented to her.

The moment she finished eating her snacks, she heard the lady say something about how Jotaro coming back later. She didn't like that. He was always with her since the start.

What does she mean he's gonna come back? Little Jolyne, pouting with anxiety, gently laid her head on her dad's knee, a silent plea for him to not leave her. How her tiny, worried voice saying "papa" must have been as she did so.

How loud her cries were when the daycare lady had to pry her away from Jotaro as the latter repeatedly promised that he'll come back for her.

He did an hour later and little Jolyne was happy.

It wasn't better the second time.

In the middle of their trip, Jolyne didn't want to go to daycare even as she brought her favorite dolphin plushie. She'd constantly whine and pout at her father, tugging at his coat, and telling him she wants to go home while pointing at the direction of her house.

Jotaro carried her again in his arms, repeating that same comforting gesture from her first day to calm his daughter's anxiety.

Perhaps feeling guilty, Jotaro stayed a little longer to be around his small child. The moment the lady reached for her, she knew it was a signal that her dad would leave again.

So she cried again, climbing onto her dad's lap to hug him with tiny arms just like a koala clinging onto a tree. Even with her stubbornness, he stayed for bit. He allowed her to sniffle and whine on his lap as she sought comfort playing with her plushie, occasionally giving her gentle back rubs to calm her down.

She felt at peace when her dad was with her.

Then she panicked and cried and flailed once the lady pried her off yet again, with Jotaro promising he'd come back. She knew he would but it didn't ease the hurt of being separated from her father. She made sure to cling onto him tight when he did come back.

Once a week, Jotaro would drop her off at daycare and gradually, little Jolyne grew to become accustomed to playing at the place with the other kids the more she visited.

Because she knew she could trust her father to always return at the end of the day to pick-her up and bring her home.

That's why it hurt so much when at the age of 13, Jotaro had seemingly left her without a word.

At first she didn't mind. Jolyne knew her father does come back for her eventually.

But then the days turned to weeks, weeks to months, and months to years, but he did not return to her.

And it angered Jolyne.

Why didn't he come back? Why couldn't he?! What happened?!

She kept herself occupied, venting her frustrations in dangerous games and hobbies out in the streets, just as she had when she played games during daycare. She got her first boyfriend the first day she met him just like the time she instantly made her first friend during daycare.

All because she wished she'd eventually just stop thinking about the first man who decided to leave her.

But even then, the childish tiny part of her brain still held onto that stupid hope that Jotaro would always come back for her one day- to pick her up away from the pain of sadness and hurt, and into his safe arms to bring her home.

Just like little Jolyne after daycare.

#jojos bizarre adventure #jotaro kujo #jolyne cujoh #mijin thoughts #anyways there are fluffy father-daughter moments in my drafts don't worry yall #not everything is gonna be angsty friends O_O'

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People are arguing whether jota//wife or jota//kak is the better Jotaro ship, meanwhile my only Jotaro ship is him and needing a goddamn break.

#jojos bizarre adventure #jotaro kujo #no but for real tho #in the context of the show i feel like the jotaro community's top pairing for him is him and therapy #relationships can come later because what he needs now is like you said a damn break #heal self first then find love later #no wonder he cant sustain intimate relationships in the series