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tangytiramisu · 1 year

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You Are The Stardust Crusaders’ Favorite Anime Character

Warnings: None!

Jotaro Kujo

He’s apparently canonically a fan of Shonen Jump, so he’s quite a nerd even if he doesn’t look like it.

He’d most likely know you if you were from a Shonen Jump series or a popular series from another publisher. If you aren’t from Shonen Jump, it would take him a while to consider reading your series or watching your show until he finally decides to give them a shot and ends up really liking them.

Being reserved, he doesn’t openly gush about you, but he recommends the series to close people like Kakyoin (if the latter doesn’t know about it already).

While he isn’t really the type who collects large merchandise, such as posters or t-shirts, he will silently support you by buying a couple of small things like buttons or bookmarks.

While he browses anime stores, Star Platinum immediately rushes over to the stall for your series, much to Joot’s embarrassment.

He will stay up all night reading a chapter or watching an episode when the plot gets juicy. Who needs sleep anyway?

He will shed tears if anything really bad happens to you but only in the confines of his room where nobody can witness it.

Even if he has never told Holly she knows of his love for you and your series and will buy him merch of you on his birthday 🥹❤️

Regardless of how interesting the story may be to him, the main reason he invests in it is you. He just wants his husbando/waifu fictional bestie to succeed.

Noriaki Kakyoin

He’s a big nerd, so he’d have read and watched your series regardless of its popularity.

Before he met the rest of the SDC he didn’t have people to gush to aside from Hierophant and his family, but after having met his friends he would occasionally bring your series up in conversation, especially to Jotaro.

While he doesn’t openly rave about it, his eyes light up and he’s more animated that usual which makes the others interested in your show too and it’s just so cute— 🥹❤️

He most likely brought one of the mangas with him on the trip too and showed the others some cool panels.

He also recommends that they check the series out for themselves and tells them that they would love it.

I could totally see him having a blog where he talks about his interests and comes up with detailed theories. There are endless posts about the symbolism behind your series, which have garnered him a pretty large following. He has a picture of you as his icon.

Would write fanfics of you and they’re really well written too. He gets your character just right. 😤👌🏻

He’s got lots of merch, including posters, shirts, keychains, and even cosplay of you (yes, even if you’re a girl, and yes, he rocks the fit).

He puts his art skills to good use by making gorgeous fanart of you and sells some at conventions.

He sometimes thinks about what you’d be like in real life, how you’d look, and what it would be like to meet you.

Like Jotaro, he will stay up all night watching your show. You can’t tell me he hasn’t finished a whole season in just one night.

He has memorized all of your most iconic quotes and has integrated them into his daily vocabulary.

If we’re talking modern AU, he 100% makes tiktok edits, icons, and memes of you and follows fellow fans on social media.

Jean Pierre Polnareff

He had most likely never even heard of anime until meeting Jotaro and Kakyoin. The latter introduced him to your series and he was already hooked. Mostly because of you.

While he’s more into the classic super hero genre of fiction, if your series is something different it doesn’t really matter to him because you’re the MC and he loves you.

Unlike the tamer Jotaro and Kakyoin, Polnareff has no filter when gushing over you. He will endlessly rant about how amazing, attractive, and incredibly cool you are. The others roll their eyes albeit fondly.

He’s extremely excited when he finds out that he can buy merch of you. Expect him to start saving up for a lot of stuff.

Imagine seeing a large, muscular man walking down the street with chibi (Name) earrings. We’re living for it.

While he may not be the best artist, he does try to redraw some cool panels of you from the manga.

He updates the others about where he is in the series and what his opinions are of new content.

While watching the show, he loudly cheers you on when you do something cool.

Like Jotaro, he will totally cry if something bad happens to you in the show but he will fearlessly do it in front of the others. They all comfort him in their respective ways because they’re good friends.

He doesn’t care if the story is fictional. He holds grudges against characters who hurt you and absolutely loves your friends.

Like Kakyoin he imagines meeting you in real life, but his daydreams are more romantic in nature.

Since your series is his first ever anime/manga, he’s enthusiastic about trying out other series, though yours will always be his fave ❤️

Muhammad Avdol

He’s a very well read person who has traveled the world, so he would know what anime is.

While he may not be a “fan”, he appreciates the art and can be found occasionally browsing through manga to pass time. However at some point he finds your series and eventually grows attached to you.

He’s a calm person, so you won’t hear him openly gush about you, but anyone who catches him reading or watching your series will see a smile on his face.

He will openly praise the creator of the story for how well they had written you and recommended this series to anyone who may ask.

He will occasionally discuss the story with Kakyoin and they’d theorize about it.

While he isn’t an avid merch collector, he does have a few trinkets here and there consisting of keychains, stamps, buttons, and the like. Most of them are (Name) themed.

He prefers reading to watching the series, but won’t hesitate to pop in a cassette if he doesn’t have the manga with him.

Ok hear me out about this one,,, he will probably read a couple of fanfics about you. Nothing weird, but he likes seeing other peoples interpretations of your character. He leaves really sweet comments too ❤️

Lmao there’s a high chance that he read one of Kakyoin’s fanfics without knowing who wrote it—

Overall a very chill and wholesome fan 💕

Joseph Joestar

He likes reading comics, so he’d most likely stumble upon your series in a comic store during his time in Japan.

He remembers Jotaro mentioning manga in passing, so he’d decide to grab whatever was displayed on one of the stalls at the very front of the store.

What he wasn’t expecting was to get absolutely hooked.

This series is so good??? And the main character is absolutely amazing???

It would be so hard to get his head out of the book. You’d pretty much have to snatch it out of his hands.

He’d totally gush about you to Jotaro, who’d mumble his catchphrase and fiddle with his hat, but he’s secretly somewhat happy that his grandpa likes the series.

He would also gush to the others and pretty much everyone about how awesomely written you are and how your series got him into manga, which is very wholesome 💖

Will get into an argument with anyone who dares insult you because you’re his favorite anime character.

He’s a huge fan of the merch and would by anything under the sun as long as you’re on it. Yes, he even has (Name) themed socks that he wears with pride.

He will haggle for expensive stuff.

He has a little keychain of you dangling from his rear view mirror.

He doesn't mind reading the manga or watching the anime, he loves it.

He has cassettes that consist of your most iconic moments; basically retro versions of "(Series Title): (Name) Moments!" Youtube videos.

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junosartsthetic · 1 year

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Hi hi helloooo im having a bit of polnareff brainrot and id like to ask for a scenario where the sdc crew gets a lady crewmember with a strictly healing stand, but does all the fighting herself. On the battlefield she's a monster but when healing she's the sweetest mother hen and she gets really close to pol bc he's always getting hurt. These two are the best of friends who (not so) secretly have the major hots for eachother. Like to the point where even Avdol is like "jesus, get a fuckin room"

Hurt

This was such a cute prompt, thank you so much for suggesting it! I changed a few things up a tad but I hope it still meets your standards! I too am having Polnareff brainrot. Actually, I think it’s less of a rot and more of a sucker fish that has permanently attached itself. Basically, I love him. Okay. Enough of me. Anyway, enjoy.

Warning(s): suggestive content, Polnareff is naked, sexual undertones, tension, voyeurism mention, Jean's dick is mentioned (oops), nothing too bad.

The situation you found yourself in was nothing new—sitting beside an injured Jean Pierre Polnareff as your stand worked its magic patching him up. It was so un-new, in fact, that you had been in the same situation almost everyday for the last month. And as much as you loved helping your companions out after scuffles on the battlefield, there was a point where you had to speak up about a certain Frenchman’s bad luck streak.

“Jean,” you began, examining the blood running down from the gash in his brow bone, “I know you’re not doing this intentionally, but I can’t help but wonder what curse has latched itself onto you. My stand has no issues patching you up, but I do like to use it for more than just nursing your wounds, you know. I should be out there fighting.” You pressed a damp cloth to a scratch on his cheek while your stand worked on quickly stitching up the slit above his eyes. Though having a precise stand that utilized razor-sharp threads and cauterizing abilities was more than useful for healing, you also yearned to assist your other friends in fighting off the stand user just a few blocks away from your hotel. Of course, Polnareff just had to anger Iggy directly beforehand, leading to his current facial injuries.

“How do you think I feel?” the silver-haired man shot back, a hand resting on his chin as he pouted. “I haven’t had a break since I started this journey! I’m not even a Joestar, so why am I always the one getting hurt?” He gestured to the various scars littering his exposed arms and upper torso.

“Well, technically this time was your fault—you know Iggy doesn’t like being picked up unless he says so,” you said, leaning forward on your chair to look closely at his now sewn injuries.

“He’s a dog. He doesn’t say anything,” Jean huffed, crossing his arms and turning his head away. You rolled your eyes, grabbing his chin to recenter him. Patching him up would go a lot quicker if he quit squirming around like a fussy toddler.

“You know what I mean. He’s smarter than you think. Plus, he’s a sweetheart when he warms up to you, you know.” Your hands moved gently over his facial features, double-checking each cut was sewn and cauterized. Were you slightly over-dramatic when it came to checking your work? Yes. But you’d never forgive yourself if one of your patch-works went wrong. As something of a caretaker for the crew, you held yourself to the highest standards.

“Are you finished yet?” he whined, crinkling up his nose when you brushed your thumb against the tip of it, wiping off a smear of dirt. You licked your thumb, repeating your actions. Jean reeled back, swatting your hands away. “Okay, okay, okay. I think that’s good. No need for saliva.” His normally pale face grew red, highlighting the soft freckles dotting his cheeks.

“I was getting some dirt off. Calm down. I don’t have cooties,” you muttered, shooing him away. “You look fine. Now go lay down or something. You look like you have a fever.”

“I’m fine,” he replied curtly, brushing off your comment. “You’re not my mom. Don’t worry so much.” He stood up, heading towards the bathroom. “I’m taking a shower. Let me know if you hear anything from the others.”

“Whatever,” you said, dismissing his attitude. You couldn’t blame him for the sour mood—he must’ve been in pain constantly from all his little cuts and bruises. Even with your stand, you couldn’t take away the pain, no matter how much you wanted to. Your heart sank thinking about all that Jean had gone through. He had it rough, but still managed to put on a charismatic face. You didn’t know how he found it within him, but adored his personality, nonetheless. You adored everything about him, actually. Every little freckle spotting his cheeks. Every scar littering his broad shoulders and muscled arms. Every silver hair that stood atop his head. You just. . . loved him. And though you tried not to let it show, it was obvious. It wasn’t just Polnareff’s wounds that had you always at his side—it was also your insistence to heal every little scratch you could.

Others you’d stitch up major wounds, making sure they’d live, but with Polnareff. . . It was different. You didn’t want him to just survive. You wanted to take away his pain. Not just physically. But emotionally.

You wanted to scream at him for always putting himself in danger. He always had to play the knight in shining armor. He always had to call out his stand, fighting off everything that tried to touch you. He always had to protect you. And for what? All he got in return were scars. No amount of chastising would stop him. And you hated it. Hated his determination. Hated that he cared too much to let anything happen to you.

You didn’t understand why it was only you. But it didn’t matter. You just wanted this trip to be over so he’d never have to put his life on the line to protect you again.

A loud thud scattered your thoughts. You jumped out of your chair, heart thumping hurriedly as you raced to the bathroom door. You knew it came from inside the room. Was he attacked? Was he okay? Did you miss a wound? Not sparing a second, you threw open the door, examining the room. There was no enemy. No blood. No death. Only a soaking wet Polnareff, laying on the ripped off shower curtain. You were relieved. He must’ve just tripped and fell. Otherwise, he looked okay. More than okay, actually. He looked. . . well he looked like a very attractive naked man now staring at you, an unreadable expression on his face. You quickly rebooted yourself, staring at the ground. “You okay?” you asked, looking at him through your peripheral. You wanted to respect his privacy, but also something told you that he had to have some sort of bodily injury from tumbling out of the shower, especially given his luck. That’s the only reason you were trying to sneak a peek. That’s all.

“I’m starting to think I am cursed. I get in the shower, start it up, when out of the blue my knee cramps up, and next thing I know I’m tripping over the damn shower curtain! Mon Dieu!” he exclaims, sitting up and running a hand through his wet hair. You noticed blood begin to trickle down his forehead, and quickly lept in to investigate. You knelt down beside him, disregarding his flustered features as you looked at the damage. You brushed his hand away from his head, combing through his hair to spot a thin scrape just under his hairline. You knew it. Of course he’d manage to hurt himself in the few seconds he was alone. And just after you had healed him, too.

Not wasting a second, you summoned your stand, making quick sutures and cauterizing it gently before Jean even got a chance to speak. You leaned back just enough to take in his full face, hands gently raking through his long silver locks, feeling for any bumps or blood. You felt nothing, and so retreated your hand, letting out a sigh of relief.

“I’m starting to think I can’t leave you alone,” you muttered, closing your eyes as you rubbed your temples. “Do I have to give you baths now, too?”

“Only if you join me—”

“Don’t be nasty,” you interrupted, smacking his bare chest. “You know I don’t like when you flirt with me just for the fun of it. Anyway, don’t kill yourself taking a shower. I’ll be outside.” You said, straightening yourself up. You took one step forward before your foot slid against the now wet floor, sending you reeling backwards. You squeezed your eyes shut, hoping nothing would break after you made contact with the bathroom tile.

Instead of bare tile, you crashed into Jean, who quickly cradled you against his chest, dampening your clothes and smushing you against his naked body. You caught your breath, eyes wide as you took in your situation.

“Who’s got bad luck now, hmm?” he chuckled, breath tickling your neck.

You internally debated as to whether this was the best or worst situation you’d ever been in. One one hand, you were wrapped in the arms of the man you’d been pining after for months. On the other. . . You couldn’t actually think of any downside. Embarrassment? Possibly. But at least it couldn’t get any worse.

The hotel door swung open, and your fellow crusaders stepped inside, Avdol leading the way. Of course the bathroom door was still wide open, with you still in the lap of a naked Polnareff, who was currently using your body to shield himself from their gaze.

Avdol glanced your way briefly before double-taking. His eyes went wide. “If you must participate in. . . whatever you are currently doing, please have the decency to close the door or get a different room.”

You scrambled to get up, but Jean’s grip on your body remained. “What do you think you’re doing?" you hissed.

“I would very much like to avoid exposing myself!” he shot back.

“Well I’d very much like it if I wasn’t forced to be your human shield! Plus, I can feel your dick poking me!” Silently, Avdol shut the door. He was not about to continue to bear witness to the scene before him. Whatever was happening, he did not want to be a part of it.

Jean finally loosened his grip, and you rushed upwards, grabbing a towel off the rack and tossing it to him. “I am never checking on you again,” you panted, cheeks burning as you tried desperately to forget the feeling of his skin pressed against yours. “Now the rest of them think we’ve got some weird voyeurism thing going on! This is not how I wanted to see you naked!” you blurted out.

He stifled a laugh, standing as he wrapped the towel around his waist. The white fabric did little to mask his nude form. “You wanted to see me naked? Oh, mon ange, I am flattered, but you could have simply asked.”

“Oh, God. I didn’t mean to say that out loud. I meant that—” there was no getting out of this one. In a panic, you just admitted your attraction, and you knew damn well he wasn’t going to let it go. “Look. I am attracted to you. Okay? But I don’t want that to impact our current friendship or the group as a whole and—”

He closed the distance between the two of you, pushing you against the bathroom wall. A large hand reached to caress your burning cheeks. They mimicked his own red visage, which looked suddenly serious. “I swear I am serious when I say this—I have felt the same way, but never had the confidence to confess. Knowing my bad luck, it wouldn’t have worked out in my favor. But now that I know the feelings are mutual . . I am afraid I don’t know if I’ll be able to resist.”

Your entire body was frozen, eyes staring at his own blue ones, looking for any kind of laughter or jest. You saw only passion. “Jean. . .” you whispered. “Just don’t break my heart. Okay?”

“Never, mon cherie, never.”

He closed the gap, lips pressing against your own.

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silent-sanctum · 2 years

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✧ Polaris ✧ - Jotaro x Reader

PART III. Blue Moon

Disclaimer: This au follows a narrative so I highly recommend you read PART I. and PART 2. before this so you could follow up on the events and get context on some details that'll be mentioned here. Hope you enjoy! ♥

cw: afab! reader, reader is a stand user, slight canon divergence, sfw

Word count: 6815

Aboard a boat trip to Singapore after an eventful plane incident involving a Stand attack, you and the crew found a brief moment of peace where you had the chance to interact with old and new friends, before the task resumes at the arrival of a suspicious-looking captain.

True to your instincts, you’d expected the worst to come your way when you volunteered to set out into this journey to garner some sort of “peace-of-mind”, but as to how they would approach your little group of Stand users were something you didn’t expect.

It started out in a plane flight, its interior dimmed to accommodate the sleeping passengers occupying almost all the seats, yourself included. It didn’t take too long until the whispers of your companions woke you up, followed by the subtle hum buzz of an insect flying about above everyone.

It didn’t take long for Avdol to recognize the identified frothing beetle to be a Stand belonging to an enemy user aboard the plane you were on, specifically the person bearing the Tower card known for bringing misfortune to those who encounter it.

All 5 of you took great caution to not cause havoc or damage the cabin, making it all the more difficult for your team to properly deal with the speedy little pest, considering Star Platinum’s known for its strong punches.

Though you proved yourself to the boys that you were indeed more than just a tag-along buddy.

The second you saw the tiny thing zipped through the air with its sharped tongue in the direction of Jotaro’s mouth, a single strip of fabric manifested out from you, stretching itself out to block the insect from reaching his face.

The same goes when it attempted to fly through the seats’ headrests with the intention of stealing the occupants’ tongues in retaliation. Multiple strips of rose gold cut through the air and intercepted the bug’s path, causing it to flying about in a retreating zigzag instead of the supposed straight-on approach.

With your intervention, Kakyoin took the opportunity to set up a trap for the beetle and eventually managed to take it out with his Stand, Hierophant Green’s ability “Emerald Splash”.

Though you failed to prevent the damn thing from invading the cockpit and murdering the pilots, resulting to the plane having to do an emergency landing, and thus ending up in Hong Kong. With Joseph calling the Foundation for help, the group were left to wait for their next transport.

Coincidentally, by ending up in the country, you met yet another interesting fellow that reminded you of your first encounter with Kakyoin.

One moment all of you were dining in an oriental restaurant with foreign food you were yet to taste, and in the next, a man came up to the table introducing himself as a French tourist who needed help with ordering.

The second the guy started to speak in that familiar ominous tone with a star-shaped carrot slice in hand, you noticed the teacup bubbling and responding accordingly, you swiftly grabbed it and flung it to the far corner of the room as a pointed blade shot up from the liquid.

Avdol was the one who handled the situation, battling the enemy Frenchman Jean Pierre Polnareff and his knightly Stand Silver Chariot in a duel-like setting atop the space of the Tiger Balm Garden. You were nervous for the Egyptian’s sake, fingers twitching from where it was hanging by your side, filled with the need to shield your ally from the enemy’s rapid swordsmanship.

At the end, Avdol stood victorious, managing to outwit the man with the combination of his flames and a cleverly used substitute statue, and a tunnel he discreetly made to ambush him with fire from below.

And as Avdol left Polnareff with a dagger to spare himself the pains of burning, the boys turned their backs away, except for you as you watched the white-haired man stare at gleaming blade, a defeated smile on his face as he bowed his head.

You cocked your head, a fleeting moment of pity coming across you at sight of utter surrender. “Avdol,” you called out, still staring at the burning man on the ground. “You might wanna reconsider-“

The dark-skinned man stopped in his tracks and with a snap of his fingers, the flames immediately went out at his command and in relief, the Frenchman collapsed unconscious. Avdol turned to look at you, a satisfied smile on his face. “No need to tell Y/N-san. Even with my back turned, I can sense that this man is a better and more honorable person that DIO could ever be.”

Just like how Joseph explained the situation of your cherry-haired companion, Polnareff was found to be controlled by the vampire’s flesh bud, hidden away in his standing, white locks.

With the bud taken care off with the help of Jotaro’s Stand, the Frenchman was freed from the immortal’s control, and as a result, he volunteers to join the team in hopes he’d seek revenge for the death of his sister. Similar to your case, the crew accepts him and your team grew to 6.

You’d expected the guy with the rapier-wielding Stand to carry himself the way he did back during his introduction at the restaurant and at the battle- one who was formal, dedicated, and poised.

You were ready to welcome another serious member into the party, already planning a list of possible interaction bubbles at the top of your head like you did with Jotaro. However, a minute later, that wasn’t the case.

Polnareff resembled your energy more than Jotaro’s- Dynamic and expressive when a flavor of his perverted side jumped out when he accepted the request of having 2 women’s pictures taken, only for the Frenchman to zoom in on their legs with a mischievous snicker.

The men were stunned but you found yourself with a wide smile, thrilled at the fact there was another person who could liven the team with you.

One lively introduction and a single lengthy conversation later, you became quick friends with the guy, finding his charming yet goofy personality a delight to be around.

Even as you boarded the boat the Speedwagon Foundation reserved and setting off to sea, a never-ending string of random conversations flew out your mouths trading trivia facts about France and Japan with each other, what each other’s interests were, and the like.

You two stood at the deck’s rails and from the background, Joseph excused himself for a minute as he stepped into the cabin, Avdol having left to his own mindful solitude, while Jotaro and Kakyoin made themselves comfortable on the available sunbeds.

You glanced over to look at the delinquent for a second, smiling as the latter did the same, before after a few seconds, tipped his hat over his eyes to break eye contact.

You huffed the same time Polnareff cleared his throat. “Now mademoiselle, where were we?”

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“She’s really something else, huh?”

With his eyes remaining closed under the shade of his hat’ visor, Jotaro hummed in question. “Meaning?”

“I mean, look at her- just approaching people knowing what to say and how to act accordingly,” Kakyoin chuckled. He spared a few seconds to look at you chatting away with Polnareff with a smile fixed on your face. “That’s talent, and now just looking at them, it’s scary how those 2 just share so many similarities. They’re both vibrant Stand users who gives off an intimidating first impression.”

Jotaro scoffed, opening one eye to look at his friend. “Her? Intimidating?” He shook his head, considering that adjective is usually associated with himself. “Hardly.”

When asked to describe how his first impression of you, you were all but that word. When he thought of you, he’s reminded of your polite demeanor when you respected his space, one that slowly melded with your snarky comebacks that juxtaposed your sweet, beaming expression.

And if he were to put all those thoughts into one word, that would be his answer- Unusual. Sassy. Unique. Stunning.

A tiny patch of warmth grew on his cheeks. “Tch.” He clicked his tongue, realizing that last word’s implication. Not in that way Kujo…

“To you maybe, but when I first talked to her, she was staring me down and I could tell she was suspicious of me from the get-go.”

“You provoked her?”

Kakyoin shook his head, gaze turned to the sky in recollection. “Quite the contrary actually. It was the day before we fought. I approached her to ask a favor that involved her convincing you to meet with me.”

“For some reason, I thought she’d help out because it was a simple request but-” he tilted his head. “I don’t know if it was because she didn’t want to be involved or she didn’t want to play a part in my plan to kill you.”

“You think I wouldn’t start getting concerned whether or not you were still okay?” He still remembered what you said to him that day. A statement regarding his safety that didn’t come from his mom. Admittedly, he thought you were too trusting with the people you’d met, but with Kakyoin’s words, you knew better; who to trust and who to be wary off.

With that knowledge, you saw something in him that made you trust him from the beginning despite his menacing appearance.

His chest throbbed at the thought. Jotaro didn’t know what to say and so he remained silent, shutting both eyes in hopes napping would spare him and his questionable emotion in him from continuing the conversation… Though it wouldn’t last long when the bane of his current crisis came jogging to him, with an eager “yah” in her voice. He grumbled a classic “what do you want”, refusing to look at you to give his face time to cool down.

“Pol went off to talk to Avdol so I’m left to my own devices,” you said. Through narrowed eyes, you stood by his sunbed with a hand on your hip and a smirk on your face. “And by devices, I mean you.”

He rose a brow. Pol? You giving nicknames now? “Even outside school you continue to annoy me woman,” he said and as usual, you couldn’t care less when you remained at the same spot with a stable smile. Jotaro sighed in defeat. “What is it this time?”

You sat at the foot of his sunbed and began spewing out your stories, one topic transitioning into another seamlessly as if you mentally prepared it beforehand in mere seconds, your hands moving around to help convey your thoughts.

Jotaro wasn’t sure what it was, but there was always something in your voice that drew him to listen to your relentless chatter and it didn’t help him when 90% of the conversation was about France, Polnareff, and his Stand.

Like I care about that. Thinking like that now, he wished you’d just return to pestering him about his life story and his Stand Star Platinum instead of this newcomer’s background, and maybe this time, he’d surely have something to share in return.

Forcing himself to draw away from the topic of how the Frenchman maintained that ridiculous hairstyle, Jotaro filtered out your words and instead watched how you talk- from the way your bright eyes would widen every time you mentioned a surprising moment, to the different motions of your hands, down to the movement of your pink lips.

He paused the second he realized his gaze remained at the same area of your face for a solid minute. Damnit. The fuck’s up with me today?

When you finished one train of thought, Jotaro immediately butted in to stop you from continuing. “You done rambling?”

You hummed, pursing your lips as if you were thinking about it. “I’m nearly there.”

“Fucking hell- how do you never stop talking?

“Talent, I guess?” You shrugged your shoulders with a cheeky smile. “Thought you knew my speaking capabilities since day 1 but yeah. Just a friendly reminder,” you winked. “It comes naturally.”

“You guys indeed have some solid rapport going on.” Both you and Jotaro turned to look at Kakyoin, silently playing observer as he watched you two bicker with interest in his smirk. “So invested with one another that you both most likely forgot I’m on the neighboring sunbed.”

Jotaro sent him a half-hearted glare for being right about your communication skills, while you blinked in surprise. “Oh my- Kakyoin-san, I’m sorry! It’s become habitual for me to vent my thoughts out to the local bad boy, but if you want to talk to me, then feel free to open up.”

The student stuck out a thumbs-up. “Will do Y/N-san.”

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“Ugh! Let go of me!”

“Stop squirming little brat and listen.”

All eyes turned to the source of the exchange to see 3 adult sailors circle a child no older than 11 with a newsboy cap. Of course, you wondered how a kid managed to sneak on board a boat reserved for Speedwagon Foundation affiliates, but you saved that thought for next time.

You rounded the boys’ sunbeds and marched your way to the sailors, shoving them back as you stepped in front of the kid. “What’s going on here? What’s with the unnecessary grabbing?”

One of them, the boldest you assumed, arched a brow at your sudden intervention and laughed. “Hey now little miss, I suggest you back off and let us deal with this issue, okay?”

“Well, your way of handling the issue isn’t exactly appropriate,” you said in return, arms crossed. “How about all you big strong men be the one to back off and give us some space for proper communication?”

“Yeah? You’re not exactly Mr. Joestar who could tell us what to do.” He sneered at you and grabbed your forearm. “Let’s escort your pretty ass back to your-“

Irritated, a translucent rose gold fabric shot out from the back of your shoulder and wrapped itself around the wrist, pulling it off you and squeezing it tight enough for the sailor to shriek in pain. Though not tight enough to crush bone, because that would be unnecessary and you’d end up being the hypocrite.

His companions stepped back in shock and you used the given space to walk towards the pained adult now kneeling on the floor with a raised bluish-purple hand devoid of blood.

“Yeah, I’m not Mr. Joestar, but does one really need to be the leader of the group to request some private time? So, we can settle this stowaway problem better?” You smiled with your hands on your knees to look at him head on, your voice tauntingly saccharine.

“N-No,” the man grunted out, spots of tears already beading in his eyes.

“That’s right. Now…” You gave the man one last squeeze before letting him go. “Be respectful little boys and leave the kid to me.” Immediately, the sailor scrambled on his feet, held his bluish wrist as he retreated somewhere else on the boat followed suit by his companions.

You huffed out a sigh, catching sights of Polnareff, a newly emerged Joseph (in a sailor’s outfit? Or simple summer fit?), Kakyoin, and even Jotaro watching you from the distance. You puffed your cheeks and shrugged. “They were being a tad bit rude. Can you blame me?”

Polnareff gave a satisfactory grin and a supporting thumbs-up while Kakyoin leaned over to the delinquent to whisper something to him, to which the latter responded with an audible grumble and a shove. Though, something in the cherry-haired’s smug smirk and knowing eyes pointed at your direction gave the impression that the topic was about you.

“Alright, now where were we-“

You turned on your heels with the intention of meeting the young stowaway, only to see no one standing behind you. You opted to search the cabin or the side deck just in case she hid, but the distant and consistent splashing led you to believe she wasn’t hiding.

She was fleeing.

You snapped your head towards the different onlooking men. “Didn’t any of you saw her jump off?!”

The Frenchman placed his hand on his nape with a guilty smile on his face. “We were mostly watching you standing up against the sailors if I’m gonna be honest. A sight to see if I say so myself.”

“I kinda did on the way up but the damn kid had some bite to him when I tried to stop him from jumping overboard,” Joseph said.

You only had time to scoff before you rushed over to the railings and call out to the swimming child, the rest following suit behind you. “Hey kid! Come back! I talked them down and you can join us until we hit land!”

For a moment, the child stopped in her tracks and turned to you with possible intentions of swimming back, and you wanted to bide a few more seconds for her to fully decide her course of action, however, the protruding dorsal fin approaching her from the distance said otherwise.

“Kid swim back! Hurry! A shark’s coming!” The others caught sight of it and began calling out for her to swim back as well.

Enough of a reason, the child shrieked and began swimming back towards the boat. However, the sea reptile was speeding too fast for comfort. A big splash was heard beneath you.

And just as the shark was about to deliver a single chomp, its body flew to the air by the booming punch of one strong Star Platinum and his loud “ora”. While the poor creature is being beaten senseless in aerial territory, you saw Jotaro grab the child to tug her back to the boat.

You were about to sigh in relief but you noticed another danger from under the water: 2 pairs of glowing eyes belonging to a shadow who cleaved the beaten shark in clean halves, and the 2 humans were its next prey.

“Jotaro behind you!” You called out, pointing at its direction.

The delinquent looked back and identified the threat instantly, putting more effort in swimming to safety with a child in his arm. You could feel the fabrics on the surface of your back, itching to extend themselves to pull them up, but Kakyoin beat you to it with Hierophant Green reaching down to bring the 2 up on deck.

“Are you alright?” You said, squatting down to brush the wet strands off her face. You knew your raven-haired friend was fine (albeit drenched with sea water), so you placed priority on the kid, who without the cap, revealed herself to be a girl. Not like it was a surprise because you could tell she was a female from the beginning based on body structure, voice, and boyish-upfront.

She recognized you with a slight twinkle in her eyes and gave you a nod. You smiled and brushed through her dark locks. “That’s a relief but don’t go jumping into the ocean this far into the path. What’s your name?”

“Anne.”

You introduced yourself and placed a hand out for her to shake. “Mind telling me why you decided to board our private boat?”

“I just wanted to head where you guys were heading, but I didn’t have any money. I overheard you were going there so I snuck in.”

“Ahhh,” you said in understanding. “Now, I’m not gonna tell you how it’s wrong for you trespass stranger’s boats because I trust you’re aware of that, but since you’re here now, there’s nothing much we can do but let you remain onboard for the meantime.”

The girl, Anne, furrowed her brows and nodded. You gave her one last smile and stood, turning to your friends. “See? Just talk it out and-hey!”

Before you could finish your sentence, Jotaro, with a newly lit cig in-between his teeth, walked over to you to grab you by the wrist and pull you away from the girl. “You gotta stop grabbing me by the wrist and dragging me elsewhere without explanation.” You stared at him with a deadpan gaze. “That’s not cool.” The delinquent didn’t reply, offering only one knowing look before turning his head back to watch Anne with caution.

“Y/N, you must be careful.” Avdol, who reappeared from his solitude, said. “What chased Jotaro underwater was no ordinary predator. It’s an aquatic-based Stand, meaning its user has to be someone on this boat for it to be lurking in the waters around us like this.”

“You never know. She might have pretended to flee where in reality, she might have jumped on purpose to lure someone off the boat and kill them,” Joseph added.

An enemy Stand user? On a different situation, you would have refuted and spoke back at them for antagonizing a little child, but given how anyone could possess a Stand and could be anywhere at random, you couldn’t help but become cautious as the rest of the group.

The hold the teenager had on your wrist remained where it was and you assumed he hadn’t noticed it yet. It sent the tiniest flutters in your chest.

“What are you guys talking about?” Anne said, eyeing everyone. “Why is everyone looking at me like that?” She turned to you in hopes you would help her case again, but knowing the context of your trip, you forced yourself to not give in.

She gritted her teeth, noticing the shift in the air. In the next second, she reached into the pockets of her faded overalls and pulled out a pocket knife with a semblance of confidence on her face. “I-I’ll have you know that even if I’m still a kid, I know my ways with this knife and I killed people with it too.”

“Yeah, and we are all clowns on a trip to honksville,” you muttered to no one in particular. Though if your ears weren’t tricking you, you could hear the faintest huff coming from the delinquent beside you.

Realistically speaking, there was no way she can fend us off with a simple display of cockiness. There’s no way she’s the user. She’s too keen in using that tiny blade and in defense of her ego, that Stand should have appeared by now.

“How about we just throw her off again?” Polnareff suggested. “Minus one of us coming after her, of course.”

“That’s just jumping into conclusions Pol, let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” you retorted.

“Y/N’s right,” Kakyoin butted in. “For all we know, she might not be the Stand user at all.”

The old man hummed in thought. “What shall we do about this?”

“You,” Avdol pointed at Anne. “How’s DIO doing? Is he well in his humble abode child?”

“I don’t even know who DIO is! You’re not making any sense!” Anne replied, frustration clear in her voice. “Can’t I just hop onboard in peace?”

“Is this girl our stowaway?”

Two other sailors reached forward to grab Anne, prompting you to instinctively take a step forward. “Thanks for grabbing her for me.” The urge intensified once the newcomer was the one to hold the kid still.

Everyone’s gaze was cast towards the man walking onto the deck- a muscular blonde adult with a moustache and soul patch sporting a red scarf around his neck. The hat on his head indicated that he was in charge of the boat. “I’m pretty strict when it comes to stowaways on my ship here. You may be girl but if I go easy on you, we'll just get more and more stowaways."

The captain’s hold tightened significantly, causing Anne to shriek and drop the knife onto the floorboards. “Hey!” You gritted your teeth.

"I think we'll lock you up in the brink below deck until we make it into port."

You kept yourself reigned in, but the feeling of doubt simmered in you the moment he entered the scene. You weren’t sure if it was overthinking or relating it to past events, but his aura wasn’t to be trusted. Could he be…?

You didn’t want to jump into conclusions, but it couldn’t be helped. Before you had any other thing to say, Joseph entered the conversation with a question. "Hey captain, I'd like to ask you something. You verified the identities of all 10 men on board, haven't you?"

"Of course, they're all veterans. Each one of them worked on this ship for over 10 years. I vouched for every single man." He transferred the girl into the grasp of his sailors as the blond turned to face the group. "I'm not sure why you're so worried about that since I gave you my word from the very beginning."

“Sir, apologies for butting in, but I’m afraid the situation’s already been handled.” The captain narrowed his eyes at you, not expecting anyone to talk back to him. “I’ve already talked things out with her and because we’re in the middle of the ocean, there’s not much options offered on the table.”

“Plus,” you narrowed your eyes back at him. “It’s a tad bit suspicious you’re bringing a child with you to some secluded section of your ship. After all, more eyes mean less chances for her feisty attitude to shine and commit further petty crimes like theft or damage of property.” Anne looked at you and you winked. She beamed at the implied support.

While your companions liked your open approach, the captain expressed otherwise with a subtle twitch in his eye. He cleared his throat and left Anne’s and the 2 sailors’ side, walking toward you with a menacing gait.

Your face steeled into smug ignorance and you refused to budge an inch, but your unruly friend did. The second he stepped within close proximity, Jotaro stepped forward and used an arm to nudge you back so you stood behind him.

And the captain shifted his attention to the teenager, only for the blonde to snag the cigarette off his mouth.

Both you and the delinquent glared at the captain, who pointed the stolen cig at your direction. "I must request that you not smoke on deck. What were you planning to do with the ash and butt once you were done? Were you just gonna toss them into these pristine waters?"

“You may be a guest on this ship, but you will abide by my rules." He looked at you. “That applies to you too girl.”

Using the cigarette, he pressed the butt against the gold of Jotaro’s hat and everyone who knew the teenager stilled, including yourself. No one dared to mock the delinquent, more so with actions, and observing his stunned and likely insulted expression, he was going to have his way with the captain soon.

“You 2 kids got that?” He had the audacity to flick the remains of the cig at your face before pocketing it in the raven-haired’s pants and walking away with a new air of smugness around him.

You cursed, swiping your face free of ash residue. “That bitch ass-“

“Hold it, pops.” Just as you finished getting rid of the ashes, you and the captain paused at the teenager’s statement. “If you don’t want me to smoke aboard the ship, then just tell me. Don’t be a condescending prick about the whole thing, you jackass.”

The adult gaped at the direct insult. There it is. About time his bluntness came to surface. “Hey Jotaro, don’t be disrespectful to the captain. You’re the one at fault.” Joseph said and directed his next sentence to you. “And Y/N, you just can’t speak to the authority like you know better.”

You and the delinquent scoffed at the same time. “Speaking up is wrong now Mr. Joestar? In defense against buff adult men restraining a young girl with unnecessary force? Besides, I did say ‘sorry’ and continued speaking as respectful as possible to his sketchiness.”

Jotaro continued, adding to your sentiments. “His rules don’t mean shit. we’ll be as rude as we want. And you know why?” You furrowed your brows at him. You had a suspicion and you figured he had the same idea.

“The captain is the Stand user.”

Your companions gasped, excluding yourself. You knew there was something wrong with the blond and the way he carried himself throughout the interactions between him and the Joestar group. It said arrogant and smugness. Like he had ulterior motives in mind.

You glared at the captain as he played dumb and asked, “A Stand user? I’m not sure I follow. What is that?”

“That’s completely impossible Jotaro. We chose Captain Tennille because he came recommended with the verification by the Speedwagon Foundation,” Avdol remarked. “He’s someone we should trust. There’s no chance he’s a Stand user.”

You two were unconvinced. “Hold on. What’s this ‘Stand’ thing? I have no idea what you guys are talking about.”

“Okay, cut it out with the bullshit,” you bit at the captain, catching him off guard with your tone. “One question about Stands is fine, but repeating it for the second time is just a dead giveaway.” You crossed your arms. “I’ve experienced enough to detect a liar when I see one.”

The delinquent peered at you for a second as if there was something noteworthy in your little statement.

“You guys, random guesses will only make things more confusing!” Polnareff exclaimed, prompting Kakyoin to question the raven-haired student for proof.

“I found a way to differentiate Stand users from others,” Jotaro said, raising a finger to his face. “The trick is to watch a possible Stand user around cigarette smoke because a single whiff,” he pointed to the bridge of his nose. “Makes a vein pop-up on their nose.”

All your allies’ hands, including yourself, went flying to their nose, feeling for a blood vessel protruding underneath the skin. You smacked your friend square in the shoulder, not that he felt it considering his size and your smaller hands.

“What the hell Jot- I’ve been hanging around your smoking ass all this time and now you’re just telling me that a vein’s been popping up here?!” You gave another smack for good measure. “If repetitive exposure makes this permanent, I swear you’ll be paying for my dermatologist.”

Jotaro arched a brow at you with what you interpreted as amusement, before sighing it away. “Calm down woman. I’m just telling you that now because I lied.”

You were about to smack him one more time to complete the charm, but the ploy simply made you go “ahh” and your hand fell to your side. “I’ll take those smacks back then.”

“That said,” he turned to the rest of the group, his voice louder for everyone to hear. “It looks like we found the idiot, didn't we?"

With that brought up, you noticed every male within the area had their fingers touching their nose. Anne, on the other hand, stood by with confusion etched on her face.

But Tennille had his finger up just like the others.

And just like that, the imposter discarded his façade and revealed his true nature- A Stand user wielding the Naga-like Dark Blue Moon representing the obvious Moon tarot card.

He was quick to act with the Stand kidnapping a panicked Anne into its arms, Tennille challenging your team to fight him in aquatic territory where he had the advantage, and leaping off the rails to dive into the waves.

However, Jotaro wasn’t the type to delay his actions. Seeing the opportunity, he sent Star Platinum out and delivered a barrage of punches to the enemy Stand with before it could touch the water below without harming the girl in its hold due to its sharp precision. Delivering one strong blow, Star sent Dark Blue Moon (and by extension fake Tennille) into the sea, catching Anne’s wrist at the same time.

In the process, he hunched over the side, grunting as he struggled to pull her up. Wait, he shouldn’t be struggling. You rushed over to his side to hold him back, two fabrics manifesting to wrap themselves around the delinquent as additional help. “Can any of you help here?!” You called out to the bystanders.

Joseph was the first to respond and went to his grandson’s other side to help pull him back. You wanted to know what the problem was and on closer look, you detected the issue from the get-go. On the wrist of Star Platinum were an encrustation of barnacles climbing up its wrist, dragging him down as they bite into the skin and drain its strength.

Blood spurted out Jotaro’s hand as a reflection of Star’s injuries. He clicked his tongue in frustration. “Let go.”

“What?!” You retorted.

“The damn thing’s spreading up my arm. That fucker’s still down there causing this.” He turned to look at you. “I need to teach him a lesson.”

You were wary about his decision but damn it, he made a point. If this was left as is even after saving Anne, who knows what would happen when the barnacles overrun his entire body. Reluctantly, you nodded, loosening your grip on him. The old man followed with the same hesitation.

Slowly, his body turned over the railing and just as he was about to slip past it, Stat Platinum launched Anne up just as Jotaro plunged into the depths below. Fabrics shot out immediately to catch the girl and pull her up to safety.

With her dealt with, you and the others could do nothing at the moment but watch the constantly moving waves surrounding the spot he dove into, hoping he would pop up in a short while mostly unscathed and the enemy defeated.

For the first few seconds, nothing happened on the surface. Minutes later, the water stirred in a slow spiral, gradually increasing speed as more seconds passed until a raging whirlpool was formed.

What’s happening down there? Your hands tightened around the bars of the rail. Come on, be done with him and come up already. “Someone’s got to help him.” Beside you, Kakyoin gritted his teeth and sent out Hierophant, shooting its tentacles into the water.

He cursed out of the blue and withdrew them immediately, both you and the cherry-haired student stunned to see blood seeping out from the cuts on his hand. “It’s no use. The water’s filled with razor-sharp scales flowing along the current.”

“So then, there’s nothing we can do but hope he gets out of this alive,” Avdol said.

You considered. Your Stand has the ability to protect you and others from incoming threats thanks to its extremely durable taut cloth. If it can fend off against the sheer strength of Star’s fist, the sharp appendage of Tower of Gray, and the blades of others from way before without being injured-

“Not if I have a say in it.”

All of Joseph’s crew turned to you as you concentrated all your will into one space until a translucent figure emerged from you in broad daylight. You gaped at the familiar entity- The flowing veil obscuring upper half of her face, the billowing dress with shimmering mist replacing where her legs should be, and the numerous rose gold cloths that wrap around the entirety of her body, its silky surface metallic and glinting.

Silent Sanctuary’s whole form.

“Y/N-san’s Stand! It revealed itself!” Avdol exclaimed, stunned along with the others.

You didn’t have time to entertain their awe and focused on the task at hand. She couldn’t go too far from you but her fabrics could. Letting Sanctuary hover a few distance away from you past the deck, she unraveled parts of her back to pull out wide strips of cloth, stuck together to form 2 batches big enough to serve as a wall.

You took a deep breath and the Stand shot her fabrics straight into the scale-riddled whirlpool, one batch stationed 3 meters away from the other, stopping the flow of scales and providing an opening for a safe exit to the surface. As expected, the razor edge of the debris didn’t deal damage to your Stand.

She unwrapped a segment of her arm to form more strips of cloth, and using them like a fisherman on a normal day, plunged the fabrics into the opening and into the water, hoping someone would grab hold of them.

✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧

Jotaro could feel the strength deplete from him the more damned barnacles spread from Star Platinum’s arm up to its shoulder until they encased majority of its body. It didn’t help either when he also lied limp amidst the fucking whirlpool of scales the imposter made to conserve energy.

Beneath him, Tennille grinned as he waited for him to give in, spewing out more words of victory as if he paid attention to what he was saying to begin with.

It was pain he had to deal with this here. He was already at a disadvantage being underwater and now he can’t move because of the barnacles seeping his strength.

He gritted his teeth. Come on think damnit.

Just as an idea came to mind, his thoughts came to a halt as something entered the waters beside him, bypassing the whirlpool of scales. One glance and he recognized what they were- Fabrics. Your Stand’s fabrics.

Another set of them plunged shortly after, these ones hanging beside his head. A rope.

“How the fuck?!” Jotaro heard the fake captain from below, the water shifting slightly to the movement of Blue Moon’s propulsion toward him.

He wasted no time and immediately reached up to grab the rose gold cloths, and in an instant, they wrapped themselves around his wrist and all of a sudden, his body was pulled upwards. However, Tennille was close behind, furious at the unexpected interruption.

He still had enough strength to execute one more move to deal with the impostor for good.

Shooting in-between the provided opening your Stand made, he breached through the surface and turned his attention back to the sea beneath him. At the exact moment Dark Blue Moon jumped out, Star pointed two fingers at his direction and breaking past the crust, its fingers extended at a rapid pace, piercing through one pair of the aquatic Stand’s eyes, and by extension, through Tennille’s head.

And for the first time in a while, hearing the bastard cry out in agony as he sunk back into the depths, accompanied with his Stand’s freedom from the barnacles, sent waves of relief throughout his body.

His body was plopped back on the wet floorboards of the ship and he landed with a grunt. He coughed, clearing his throat free from the remaining seawater that got inside as he got up onto his elbows. However-

“Jotaro-ssi, are you okay?” There it is again. The unusual honorific. He saw you rush over to him, getting down on your knees for you to grab his hand and inspect it, unaware of your tiny slip-up. Luckily for him, the minor cuts on his arm from earlier had closed which prevented further bleeding. “I had a hunch he’d be able to do something like that but the scales? If those weren’t there, things would’ve ended up quicker.”

The delinquent remained silent as you sighed with relief at the lack of major injuries, but just as he was about to adjust his hat, he noticed a single strip of rose gold still remained wrapped around his wrist. His gaze travelled up the cloth until he saw your Stand for the first time.

It was exactly the you described it during the days when Jotaro and you simply hung out at the rooftop- ghost-like and ominous-looking. Just like you, Silent Sanctuary seemed to share your level of concern over his well-being, noted through its attention solely focusing on him.

And for the first time in front of you, he let the tiniest of smiles crack on his face as he huffed out an imitation of a chuckle.

You snapped your head to him as you heard that loud and clear. Who knew seeing your expression beam from such a miniscule effort was this satisfying? “Looks like you finally kept your promise about showing me your Stand.”

“I didn’t show her to you before?” You said with a faint blush on your cheeks, alternating your gaze between the hovering figure and him. “Oh gosh, I swear I could’ve introduced her to you earlier if you weren’t… you know, in jail.”

“It’s fine,” Jotaro returned to his usual deadpan face as he rose his arm bearing Sanctuary’s cloth. “Would you mind?”

You blinked a couple times before you caught the meaning of his request. The cloth loosened around his wrist and withdrew back into the Stand’s arm, followed by it disappearing into you shortly after.

Multiple people called out to him and you took this as a cue for you to leave him be with the rest, but just as you were about to retreat while the others came to him, he called out to you. “Oi.”

You turned your head to him with a responding “hm?”

Jotaro tipped his hat, sighing. “Thanks… for earlier.”

With cheeks blooming a visible pink, you smiled and nodded in return.

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any animatronic from the previous games can be done, just outline what type of plot and/or personality you'd like me to execute, or i can write them based off of my own headcanons ^^ - glamrock freddy - glamrock chica - montgomery gator - roxanne wolf - vanny - vanessa - sun and/or moon - any variation of william afton, dave miller (pre-springlock failure, springtrap, glitchtrap, burntrap, etc.) - any variation of michael afton (OF AGE, security guard mike, post-scoop michael, scooped micahel, etc.)

꧁༒☬𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔞 ☬༒꧂

- asra alnazar - julian devorak - nadia satrinava - portia devorak - count lucio - muriel (more upon request...)

꧁༒☬𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝟜 ☬༒꧂

!all characters requested must be a valid romanceable character, or hold significant story value! validating characters include: - nick valentine - preston garvey - john hancock - cait - piper wright - maccready - curie - paladin danse - deacon (more upon request...)

#jjba x reader #arcane x reader #rdr2 x reader #skyrim x reader #re8 x reader #sally face x reader #fnaf x reader #the arcana x reader #faegramme #fanfiction #headcanons #oneshots #x reader #character x character

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edgy-ella · 1 year

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Water Boiling on the Seafloor

While travelling via submarine to Egypt, Polnareff has a little chat with Avdol about the whole "faking his death" thing.

Word count: 2,453

Pairings: Jean Pierre Polnareff/Mohammed Avdol (platonic, but could be read as romantic)

Tags: Angst, Reconciliation, Survivor's Guilt

Never in a million years did Polnareff think that hunting down the man with two right hands would lead to him travelling to Egypt in a god damn submarine. Hell, he didn't think that he'd ever ride a submarine, period. Then again, he never would have thought that his friends would lie to him about one of them dying, so maybe he just wasn't cut out to be a fortune teller.

Unlike the man sitting directly across from him.

Polnareff maintained a glare sharper than Chariot's rapier on Avdol, who was casually chatting with Kakyoin in a language he didn't understand. Japanese, probably? Who knew. He was tired, damn tired, the bags under his eyes were probably bigger than his hair, but the frustration swimming around in his skull forced him to stay awake. All of the joyous relief that Avdol's alive, he's alive and well, I didn't get him killed on my path to revenge had fizzled out, the baffled excitement about getting to ride in a submarine now buried deeper in the back of his mind than they currently were in the ocean. Avdol had been alive the whole time, and not once did he ever stop to think, "maybe I should tell Polnareff that I'm okay?" Or worse yet, that he did stop to think that, but decided against it. Sure, the group had said that it was to keep him from accidentally revealing to the enemy that Avdol was alive and recovering, but he could keep a secret just fine where it mattered! He'd played along with Jotaro's "Qtaro" plan back in that old ghost town, hadn't he?

On top of all that, what was the point of Avdol pretending to be his own father once they got to the island? The place was abandoned, that was the whole point of going there. All pretenses should have been dropped by then. So why keep up the act? And not just Avdol, why did everyone play along too? Even Jotaro "I have the emotional intelligence of a pot of boiling water" Kujo? To guilt trip him?

Real classy there, guys, Polnareff thought, snorting out his nose.

He folded his arms and shifted in his seat, still staring daggers at the seemingly oblivious Avdol (or maybe he was just messing with him again, who knew). The submarine was surprisingly comfy, at least for how comfy a submarine could be. Though stuck stationary on the floor, the chairs were cushioned and spaced out far enough that no one invaded anyone else's personal bubble. It had plenty of amenities; including a fridge, coffee maker, and even a telephone. Circular windows lined the walls, giving a breathtaking view of the ocean floor. Polnareff probably would have been ogling out of it alongside Jotaro—or at least questioning the grumpy teenager on his sudden interest with all the different types of aquatic life—but unfortunately, he was in no mood to sightsee.

"...wouldn't you agree, Polnareff?"

Polnareff's low scowl shot up into a slightly more neutral (but still clearly irritated) expression when he heard Avdol say his name. Avdol and Kakyoin were staring back at him from the other end of the table with expectant looks on their faces, Avdol's more of a warm smile and Kakyoin's more of a smug grin. If the conversation had shifted back to English at some point, Polnareff hadn't been paying enough attention to notice. He didn't even have the slightest idea what they were talking about. Nor was he in any mood to join in with them.

With a long sigh, Polnareff shrugged and rested his forehead on the base of his hand, wrist bent. "Sure," he mumbled out.

Just as soon as Polnareff's eyes began to flutter shut, he heard Kakyoin's distinct stifled chuckles through the white noise of the submarine's engine.

That was the last straw.

Polnareff's fierce glower came back in full force as shot up from his seat, slamming his hands down on the table. The resulting BOOM! echoed throughout the submarine, catching the attention of everyone else aboard. Avdol and Kakyoin both jumped in their seats, their previously affable expressions startled clean off their faces, Jotaro momentarily glanced in his direction, and Mr. Joestar, who was using the telephone, frowned at him and put his hand on the phone's speaker.

"Polnareff! Keep it down, would you? This is a serious phone call!" Mr. Joestar's lecture was somewhere between his usual gravelly yell and a hushed whisper through gritted teeth.

Usually, Polnareff tried to look Mr. Joestar head on when he addressed him, if only to respect his elders. Now, though, he couldn't find it within himself to do so. However, hearing Mr. Joestar's stern tone brought him back to reality. They were this close to reaching Egypt, the last thing they needed now was to start fighting with each other.

That being said, Polnareff knew he was going to blow a gasket if he stayed with the group for any longer.

"I have to go to the bathroom," he lied.

Polnareff turned on his heels and marched down the hall towards the other end of the submarine. The sound of his footsteps clanging against the metal floor filled the air. Was there even a bathroom back there? Even if there was, even if he had to go, there was no way in hell Polnareff was using it. Even if Avdol had bought the submarine yesterday brand new, Polnareff knew that with his luck the toilet seat would be made out of live shrimp or something like that.

Eventually, Polnareff stopped somewhere in the middle of the submarine's long, narrow hallway. He leaned against the wall, putting his weight on his shoulder rather than the side of his face to avoid messing with his hair. His muscles felt tense, like a bunch of rubber bands stretched to their limits. Somewhere behind him, he vaguely heard everyone else speak amongst themselves in a hushed tone. Probably discussing the next way they'd lie to him, he figured.

Then, he heard another set of footsteps creep down the hallway, approaching him. Not Kakyoin's, he could tell from the stride. Not Mr. Joestar's, Polnareff could still faintly hear him on the phone back in the room. Not Jotaro's, he more wouldn't have had a reason to follow him. That left only...

"You seem irritable," Avdol commented.

(To read the rest of the fic, check it out on AO3!)

#jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #stardust crusaders #jean pierre polnareff #avdol mohammed #avpol #jojo fanfic

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tomboyjessie13 · 2 months

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Jojo incorrect quotes feat. my OC - Timeline (Ver. 6.0)

(The quotes that are not included on here are either for DA or just one off gags, I would also like to apologize if there’s any inconsistencies with the plot, either I forgot or I’m still developing my OCs)

Before the Crusades ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

- Medea's first arrival to Cairo and DIO's Mansion a la Dracula: Link

- Medea’s reaction to T. D’Arby’s doll collection: Link

- Medea attempts(and fails) to kill DIO with garlic: Link

- Part 1: Jean Pierre Polnareff

- Medea tells off DIO about the state of Islamic Cairo: Link

- Medea deals with DIO’s vampirism: Link

- DIO exposes Joseph’s affair to Medea: Link

- Part 2: Enrico Pucci

- Medea gets shot by the arrow and gains new powers: Link

- Medea gets sick after being shot by the Arrow: Link

- Medea and the other servants discover that Eris committed murder out of jealousy: Link

- DIO seducing Medea into “spending the night” with him: Link

- Part 3: Hol Horse

- Medea gets possessed by Anubis: Link

- Medea loses at "Dragon's Lair": Link

- Medea rants about Jason drunkenly to Mariah and Midler: Link

- Medea tells Steely Dan to fuck off: Link

- Part 4: Muhammad Avdol

- Medea threatens to kick Nukesaku's ass: Link

- Medea takes in a kitty despite DIO's anti-cats and dogs rule: Link

- The Agents of DIO have a private party at Danial's Cafe: Link

- Medea messes with Nukesaku alongside T. D'Arby and Kenny G: Link

- Part 5: Noriaki Kakyoin

- Midler drunk dials Medea: Link

- Medea gets one hell of a Birthday present from DIO: Link

- Medea and T. D’Arby goes shopping + Kakyoin’s walkman: Link

- Part 6: Finale

Part 3 - Stardust Crusaders ~ East and West Asia ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

- Narrator explains the Greek tragedy of Medea and Jason: Link

- Medea’s reaction to Jotaro being 17, not an adult: Link

- Jotaro kicks Medea’s ass during their first meeting: Link

- Medea discovers that J. Geil is dead: Link

- Medea visits the Taj Mahal while waiting for the Crusaders: Link

- Medea chews out Jotaro during their stay in New Delhi: Link(I finally fixed it)

- The Crusaders hide out in an Indian Theater while Medea stalks them: Link

- Medea reluctantly rides with the Crusaders after Enyaba's defeat in Pakistan: Link

- Medea fights the Crusaders before Avdol showed up alive and well, scaring her off: Link

- DIO finds out that Avdol is alive, and Medea failed to kill the Crusaders: Link

Part 3 - Stardust Crusaders ~ Battle in Egypt ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

- Medea tries(and fails) to assassinate the Crusaders at the hospital and gets carried off by Jotaro: Link

- Medea brags about the 9 Glory Gods to Joseph: Link

- Crusaders takes Medea captive after arriving in Aswan: Link

- Polnareff confuses Medea's Irish for Chinese: Link

- Joseph using Medea’s Irish heritage to mess with her: Link

- The Crusaders discovers that DIO pays Medea peanuts while counting their money: Link

- Medea tries framing the Crusaders for possessing drugs: Link

- Iggy raids Medea’s items and pushed her into the Nile: Link

- Medea makes herself and the Crusaders breakfast: Link

- Joseph makes Medea wear his Hamon mask: Link

- Medea and Polnareff dancing to "Footloose": Link

- Medea has a nightmare of DIO threatening her: Link(this is actually a dribble, but it counts)

- [Flogging Molly] causing a morning mishap with Medea and Polnareff: Link

- Medea’s reaction to Joseph becoming young again via Sethan: Link

- Mariah and Alessi fight aftermath + Medea’s humiliation: Link

- DIO finds out that Medea failed her mission and activates his “fail safe” on her: Link

- Medea and Kakyoin bond in the hospital + Medea’s backstory: Link (Slightly outdated due to my fanfic)

- Medea calls out Kakyoin’s idiocy over the [High Priestess] fiasco: Link (outdated)

- Kakyoin and Medea eat Sesame Honey Dumplings from “Jojolion”: Link (non-canon)

- Eris tells Medea that she killed some of DIO's agents for their failure while looking for Kakyoin: Link (Slightly outdated due to my fanfic)

- Kakyoin and Medea saved Oingo from being consumed by [Nephthys]: Link(feat. Eris Raitt)

- Kakyoin tells Medea about Morioh when she worries about becoming homeless and jobless upon DIO's defeat: Link

- Kakyoin reunites with the Crusaders and Medea returns to Cairo, alive and well: Link

- The Crusaders’ last dinner together before facing DIO + Plot twist: Link(I’m keeping the dinner scene, not sure about the plot twist however)

- Medea tells the Crusaders about the time she dyed DIO's hair out of revenge for mocking redheads: Link (Outdated)

- Joseph and Medea break the fourth wall to talk about Islamic Cairo and how DIO fucked one of the districts up: Link

- Joseph tells Medea about the Stone mask: Link

- Medea explains who Kenny G and [Tenore Sax] are to Polnareff and Avdol: Link

- Medea and Polnareff after the events of “The Miasma of the Void, Vanilla Ice”: Link

- Medea and DIO’s confrontation before “DIO’s World”: Link

- Last Train Home ~Medea’s Lullaby~ : Link

Part 4 - Diamond is Unbreakable ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

- Medea’s first appearance of the arc: Link(feat. Noriko and Keiji)

- Medea hears school bathroom singing: Link

- Medea and Jotaro witnessing Josuke playing “Pepsi Man”: Link

- Medea at Rohan’s house: Link

- Medea’s dealing with Okuyasu and Noriko crying over a Chao dying: Link(feat. Noriko)

- Medea threatens to kick Rohan's ass for using [Heaven's Door] on her: Link

- Medea badmouths Joseph to Josuke: Link

- Medea meets Yoshikage Kira for the first time: Link

- Keiji defends Medea from his racist ex-girlfriend: Link

- Medea visits the Higashikatas for school grades and video games: Link

- Josuke visits Medea’s home: Link(feat. Noriko)

- Jotaro, Medea, and Josuke have a serious discussion during their drive to S-City: Link

- Medea meets Kira once again by accident and her students try drawing him: Link

- Medea is shocked to find that her mother-in-law invited Kira for breakfast: Link

- Medea finds out that Kira is the serial killer: Link

Part 6 - Stone Ocean(feat. her daughter, Noriko) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

- Noriko gets her idol concert ruined by Pucci: Link

#jojo's bizarre adventure #stardust crusaders #diamond is unbreakable #stone ocean #oc #ocs #jojo oc #incorrect quotes #timeline #long post

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mimimiinnaa · 4 months

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HEADCANONS/ONE-SHOTS

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Fandom: Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

⪩ ๋ׅ ּ ꒰ ִPart I: Phantom Blood꒱ 💭

➜ Characters I will write (but I'm always open to requests even if your character doesn't appear here).

⋆ JONATHAN JOESTAR.

⋆ ROBERT E. O. SPEEDWAGON .

⋆ DIO BRANDO.

⪩ ๋ׅ ּ ꒰ ִPart II: Battle Tendency ꒱ 💭

➜ Characters I will write (but I'm always open to requests even if your character doesn't appear here).

⋆ JOSEPH JOESTAR.

⋆ CAESAR ANTONIO ZEPELLI.

⋆ KARS/ACDC/WAMMU.

⋆ RUDOL VON STROHEIM.

⪩ ๋ׅ ּ ꒰Part III: Stardust Crusaders꒱ 💭

➜ Characters I will write (but I'm always open to requests even if your character doesn't appear here).

⋆ JOTARO KUJO.

⋆ NORIAKI KAKYOIN.

⋆ JEAN PIERRE POLNAREFF.

⋆ MOHAMMED AVDOL.

⋆ DIO.

⋆ HOL HORSE.

⋆ VANILLA ICE.

⪩ ๋ׅ ּ ꒰Part IV: Diamond is unbreakable ꒱ 💭

➜ Characters I will write (but I'm always open to requests even if your character doesn't appear here).

⋆ JOSUKE HIGAHSIKATA.

⋆ JOTARO KUJO.

⋆ OKUYASU NIJIMURA.

⋆ ROHAN KISHIBE.

⋆ MIKITAKA HAZEKURA.

⋆ KIRA YOSHIKAGE.

⪩ ๋ׅ ּ ꒰ ִPart V: Vento Aureo ꒱ 💭

➜ Characters I will write (but I'm always open to requests even if your character doesn't appear here).

⋆ GIORNO GIOVANNA.

⋆ BRUNO BUCCIARATI.

⋆ LEONE ABBACHIO.

⋆ MISTA GUIDO.

⋆ NARANCIA GHIRGA.

⋆ PANNACOTTA FUGO.

⋆ TRISH UNA.

⋆ DIAVOLO/DOPPIO.

⋆ RISOTTO NERO.

⋆ PROSSCIUTTO.

⋆ FORMAGGIO.

⋆ GHIACCIO.

⋆ MELONE.

⋆ ILLUSO.

⋆ CIOCOLATTA.

⪩ ๋ׅ ּ ꒰Part VI: Stone Ocean꒱ 💭

➜ Characters I will write (but I'm always open to requests even if your character doesn't appear here).

⋆ JOLYNE KUJO.

⋆ ERMES COSTELLO.

⋆ F. F.

⋆ NARCISO ANASUI,

⋆ WEATHER REPORT.

⋆ ENRICO PUCCI.

⪩ ๋ׅ ּ ꒰ ִParte VII: Steel Ball Run ꒱ 💭

➜ Characters I will write (but I'm always open to requests even if your character doesn't appear here).

⋆ JONNHY JOESTAR.

⋆ GYRO ZEPELLI.

⋆ DIEGO BRANDO.

⋆ SANDMAN.

⋆ MOUNTAIN TIM.

⋆ FUNNY VALENTINE.

⪩ ๋ׅ ּ ꒰ ִPart VIII: Jojolion꒱ 💭

➜ Characters I will write (but I'm always open to requests even if your character doesn't appear here).

⋆ GAPPY HIGASHIKATA.

⋆ YASUHO HIROSE.

⋆ RAI MAMEZUKU.

⪩ ๋ׅ ּ ꒰Part IX: Jojoland ꒱ 💭

➜ Characters I will write (but I'm always open to requests even if your character doesn't appear here).

⋆ JODIO JOESTAR.

⋆ PACO LOVELANTES.

⋆ USAGI ALOHAHOE.

⋆ DRAGONA JOESTAR.

✎┊RULES │╭────────────╯ ││ • ➛ 1. I will be more willing when writing requests with written characters, but I insist, I can make another character if the reader wishes.

• ➛ 2. I can make NSWF content but I will not be totally explicit, my idea is headcanons of these characters, not expressly narrating a sexual act. An example of what I can accept: NSWF alphabets.

• ➛ 3. Referring to the previous point, I will not write things that make me feel uncomfortable, such as strange plots, gore, among other materials that I do not need to delve into.

To finish my content, whether it has NSFW content or not, it is a place for young adults. YOU ARE WARNED MINORS

✎┊REGLAS │╭────────────╯ ││

➛ 1. Estaré más dispuesta a la hora de escribir peticiones con los personajes ya citados, pero insisto, puedo hacer otro personaje si el lector lo desea.

➛ 2. Puedo hacer contenido NSWF pero no seré totalmente explícita, mi idea son headcanons de estos personajes, no narrar con pelos y señales un acto sexual. Un ejemplo de lo que puedo aceptar: alfabetos NSWF.

➛ 3. Refiriéndose al punto anterior, no escribiré cosas que me hagan sentir incómoda, como filias extrañas, gore, entre otras peticiones asquerosas.

Para terminar mi contenido, ya sea que tenga contenido NSFW o no, es un lugar para mayores de edad. ESTÁN ADVERTIDOS MENORES.

#jjba #jojos bizarre adventure #phantomblood #battletendency #stardustcrusaders #diamond is unbreakable #stone ocean #vento aureo #steel ball run #jojolion #jojolands #español #fanfics #anime #hirohiko araki

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igot-sarang-ggg · 1 year

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Stardust Crusaders Masterlist

Jean Pierre Polnareff

Sethan

Muhammad Avdol

Recovery SMUT

Kakyoin Noriaki

Kakyoin's Letter

Jotaro Kujo

Nightmares

Sethan

Joseph Joestar

All Stardust Crusaders

Eavesdropping

One-Shot Requests are Open!!

Stories Coming soon... Series Masterlist

all works belong to @/Igot-srang-ggg. please do not plagiarize or repost any of my work on tumblr or any other social media

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abbynx · 1 year

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Rules!

Well, there is a need for rules when requesting and here they are~

🩷 I'm a university student, I write in my free time and for fun, I wouldn't like to be rushed to write your requests.

🩷 I am a touch picky about what I write so I may be selective when it comes to picking what to write and what not to write. For example, I might find the topic upsetting. Or maybe, I lack the experience and knowledge to write sensitive topics and may not know the intricacies of it (such as mental illnesses). Sometimes I may reject smut requests.

🩷 This is a hot topic in terms of writing, some may agree or disagree upon it, but I won't take requests that you've already asked different blogs to write. I mean, you can try, I'll deeply consider it and maybe write it, but I'll inform you if ever I don't want to write it.

🩷 Asking for part 2 of a written piece will be deeply considered, because there are times wherein I think that a piece is already complete and good as it is and can stand alone on its own. So I say, it's okay to ask for part 2 and I will do it if I really see it fit, but if I think that one part is already good, I won't write the request.

🩷 I only write in gender neutral and will not accept gender-specific requests! I'd like this blog to be inclusive so everyone can read it.

Here are kinds of fic I can write!

~ Fluff

~ Romance

~ Platonic

~ Familial

~ Angst

~ Yandere

~ A little bit of smut, like I said I'm a touch selective about it

~ Headcanons

~ Drabbles

~ One-shots

Here are characters I write for!

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Phantom Blood

~ Jonathan Joestar

~ Dio Brando

~ Erina Pendleton

~ Robert E.O. Speedwagon

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Battle Tendancy

~ Joseph Joestar

~ Caesar Zepelli

~ Suzie Quatro

~ Elizabeth "Lisa Lisa" Joestar

~ Kars

~ Esidisi

~ Wammu

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Stardust Crusaders

~ Jotaro Kujo

~ Joseph Joestar

~ Holly Kujo (Platonic or familial fics only)

~ Suzie Joestar (Platonic or familial fics only)

~ Noriaki Kakyoin

~ Jean Pierre Polnareff

~ Muhammad Avdol

~ DIO

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Diamond is Unbreakable

~ Josuke Higashikata

~ Okuyasu Nijimura

~ Koichi Hirose

~ Jotaro Kujo

~ Joseph Joestar (Platonic or familial fics only)

~ Tomoko Higashikata

~ Rohan Kishibe

~ Aya Tsuji

~ Reimi Sugimoto (Before she died or after she died)

~ Yukako Yamagishi

~ Tonio Trusardi

~ Mikitaka Hazekura

~ Shinobu Kawajiri

~ Hayato Kawajiri (Platonic or familial fics only)

~ Yoshikage Kira

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Golden Experience

~ Giorno Giovana

~ Bruno Buccerati

~ Leonne Abbachio

~ Panacotta Fugo

~ Narancia Ghirga

~ Guido Mista

~ Trish Una

~ Formaggio

~ Illuso

~ Prosciutto

~ Pesci

~ Melone

~ Ghiaccio

~ Risotto

~ Sorbet and Gelato

~ Vinegar Doppio

~ Diavolo

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Stone Ocean

~ Jolyne Kujo

~ Ermes Costello

~ FF

~ Emporio Alniño (Platonic or familial fics only)

~ Narciso Anasui

~ Wes Bluemarine/ Weather Forecast

~ Thunder Mcqueen

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lolosjojoscomics · 1 year

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#one shots #jjba #stardust crusaders #jotaro kujo #joseph joestar #iggy #mohammed avdol #jean pierre polnareff #noriaki kakyoin #lolo original art

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sleepdeprivedsimp101 · 2 years

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Polnareff X Reader (One Shot)

Hi, I've been hella busy with my writing lol, I wrote this little bit when I was on the bus one time listing to these two songs, so enjoy.

Song inspiration:

-Childish Gambino - Me and Your Mama (Let Me Into Your Heart)

-Maneater -Nelly Furtado

Warnings: It's a little spicy.

Word count: 289 (Pretty small)

Polnareff and I were being chased by an enemy stand user and we had to hide.

When we stumbled upon a building and saw that it was dark and there were boxes everywhere. The ones next to us had an opening with a blanket on top but the space looked really small.

So out of reflex, you pushed Polnareff into the small space leaving you on top of him covering his mouth so he doesn't say anything.

"Hey what the hell?" He muffled.

The space was so small if you moved one bit we would have been dead.

I really didn't want to be in this situation and with him of all people.

The enemy chased us here but didn't see us.

"You can run all you want but you can't hide, I WILL find you love birds."

Oh, he can suck my dick🖕

But you still couldn't move. With your small form over him, and his legs sitting up to keep them out of sight but restraining you from moving back.

And one of your arms over his shoulder on the ground as the other covers his mouth.

When you hear footsteps leave the building you both breathe in relief.

You felt Polnareff gently remove your hand as he made eye contact with you.

"Oh I’m sorry, we didn't really have a choice."

"Well madame, I'll just have to thank you for saving us. "

Finally realizing the position you were in you felt heat rise to your face and quickly moved back.

"Yeah, it was nothing."

You say flustered out of embarrassment

After that event Polnareff had that moment stuck in his mind all day and how he so wished it lasted longer than it should have.

#jean pierre polnareff #jean pierre polnareff x reader #Polnareff X reader #jjba x reader #jjba x y/n #jjba one shots #polnareff oneshot #polnareff x reader #jojo part 3 #jojo stardust crusaders #jjba crusaders #polnareff 18+

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ao3feed-zentan · 2 years

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Random Fandom Oneshots!

by prince_dogboy

i'll write anything lol. just request.

Words: 22, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Kakyoin Noriaki, Kujo Jotaro, Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli, Joseph Joestar, Erina Pendleton, Jonathan Joestar, Dio Brando, Mohammed Abdul | Muhammad Avdol, Jean Pierre Polnareff, Robert Edward O. Speedwagon, Johnny Joestar, Gyro Zeppeli, Higashikata Josuke (JoJo: Diamond is Unbreakable), Kishibe Rohan, Nijimura Okuyasu, Yamagishi Yukako, Hirose Koichi, Agatsuma Zenitsu, Kamado Tanjirou, Hashibira Inosuke, Kamado Nezuko, Komi Shouko, Tadano Hitohito, Hinata Shouyou, Kageyama Tobio, Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime, Sugawara Koushi, Sawamura Daichi, Kozume Kenma, Kuroo Tetsurou, Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi

Relationships: Kakyoin Noriaki/Kujo Jotaro, Joseph Joestar/Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli, Jonathan Joestar/Erina Pendleton, Jonathan Joestar/Robert Edward O. Speedwagon, Dio Brando/Jonathan Joestar, Mohammed Abdul | Muhammad Avdol/Jean Pierre Polnareff, Johnny Joestar/Gyro Zeppeli, Higashikata Josuke (JoJo: Diamond is Unbreakable)/Kishibe Rohan, Higashikata Josuke (JoJo: Diamond is Unbreakable)/Nijimura Okuyasu, Hirose Koichi/Yamagishi Yukako, Hirose Koichi/Kishibe Rohan, Agatsuma Zenitsu/Kamado Tanjirou, Agatsuma Zenitsu/Kamado Nezuko, Agatsuma Zenitsu/Hashibira Inosuke, Agatsuma Zenitsu/Hashibira Inosuke/Kamado Tanjirou, Komi Shouko/Tadano Hitohito, Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru

Additional Tags: one shots, Request anything, Cute, Fluff, Smut, Angst

From https://ift.tt/RCyEmTu https://archiveofourown.org/works/40364448

#ao3feed zentan #ao3feed #fanfiction #zentan #zenitsu x tanjirou #agatsuma zenitsu x kamado tanjirou

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junosartsthetic · 2 years

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Jean Pierre Polnareff + Mermaid AU

Part of my 5 500 follower special one-shots featuring 5 different characters of 5 different parts in 5 different AUs. Each one-shot comes to exactly 500 words.

Your mother always warned you not to stray too close to the cliff’s edge. Though the scenic view of the ocean never failed to give you goosebumps, you tried your best to heed her warning. Tonight, however, you tossed aside her concerns. You were a grown woman with every right to stand wherever you wanted, even if that meant a crumbling cliffside precipice.

You just had to get away from that awful party filled with creepy men and posh women.

Letting out a sigh of relief, you stared out into the dazzling night, ocean winds whipping at your dress as you took a seat, legs dangling off the edge. You just wished for something worthwhile in your life.

A sudden crack gave you pause, though by the time you looked behind you, it was too late. The ledge you sat on gave way, leaving you breathless as you barreled towards the chaotic sea.

Hitting the water with a splash, your entire body stung. Heart racing, you swam as hard as you could, hopelessly trying to stay afloat. It was no use. The waves thrashed you, leaving you gasping for breaths as you sank to the bottom.

Was this how you met your end?

A flash of silver raced by, but identifying the silhouette in the dark water was impossible. Just as your eyes began to close, something wrapped around your waist, racing you towards the surface.

Before you knew it, your body met the sand of the beach. Exhausted, you collapsed on the shore. You felt something poke your cheek.

“Hello? Are you still alive?”

Your eyes shot open, leaving you face-to-face with a silver-haired man laying next to you, cheek pressed into the sand just as yours was. His bare torso sunk under the dark water, concealing his bottom half.

“Hey! You’re not dead! Tres bien!”

“You. . . saved my life,” you mumbled, gathering the strength to sit up, arms stretching behind you. You crossed your legs, catching your breath. “Thank you.”

“What was I supposed to do? Let such a pretty lady drown? Not a chance!”

Your cheeks lit up. “So. . . what are you doing around here so late at night?”

“I live around here,” he replied. “I take it you weren’t trying to take a dip?”

“I fell when that cliff started crumbling,” you said, pointing to your previous location. “I just. . . needed to get away from something. So I came out here.”

You stood up, your clothes heavy with water. “Anyway, I should get going. I should be at a party right now. . .” you started to walk up the beach, pausing to give him another glance. “Thanks again. My name is (Y/N).”

He shot you a wink, waving. “Jean Pierre Polnareff. I hope to see you again soon!”

You expected him to get up and follow you, but your breath caught in your throat when he dove back underneath the waves, a shiny silver tail splashing behind him. No. . . were you just saved by a merman?

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necroneos · 2 years

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JJBA OC (Part 3) - Jessica "Jess" Desjardins

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Information______________________________________________________________________________________________

Name: Jessica Desjardins

Nickname: Jessy/Jessi, Jess

Stand: Alien 51

Age: 24

Birthday: March 8th, 1963

Zodiac: Pisces, Rabbit

Weight: 110lbs

Height: 5 foot

Nationality: French Canadian

Hair Colour: Brown

Eye Colour: Gray

Favorite colour: Light blue

Stand Information_________________________________________________________________________________________

Stand Name: Alien 51

Stand Master: Jessica Desjardins

Description: A medium sized stand that is shaped like a UFO. However, if needed, it can expand and turn into a 5'10 long-distance operation type of stand. Its prime objective is to fight, defend, and distract another stand to buy time for escape. While in its larger, non-compact form it takes on an artificial humanoid appearance. A ball rests between its upper and lower half, acting as a waist. It has a ring/rim of sorts that wraps around the bottom of its ball waist, giving off a slight ballerina look. This ring/rim slightly inhibits the stand's speed, but not by much. Color wise, it has a color palette of dark blues, grey, and light green. It has ball joints, giving it excellent flexibility.

Power: C (B after evolution)

Speed: B

Range: A

Durability: A (with shield), D-E (without shield)

Precision: B (before evolution), D (after evolution)

Potential (Learning): B (before evolution), C (after evolution)

Stand Powers:

- Power Shot: A powerful defensive shot sent out to deflect or attack a stand user with malicious intent.

- Rim Drop: The dropping of the ring around her stand's waist, opening the option to attack or defend. Also slightly increases speed.

- Ultimate Shield: A shield made up of the two parts of the ring that dropped from Alien 51's waist, brought together into one. The shield is extremely durable, at A rank.

- Ultimate Daggers: Two durable daggers made from the two ring pieces that dropped from Alien 51's waist. If used right and correctly, they have potential.

- Ultimate Swords: These appear after Alien 51 has evolved, replacing the Ultimate Daggers. They're stronger in terms of the damage they can inflict.

Weakness: (Minimum of 2)

- The Ultimate Daggers have a C-D attack power. They aren't broken easily but aren't extremely powerful.

- The stand isn't meant to be a powerhouse, but more as a temporary defensive measure so Jessica can get away. However, it has potential to be honed into something more powerful and suited for long-term battle.

Relationships_____________________________________________________________________________________________

(I am adding the main characters that fight, add the others on your own)

Part 3: Stardust Crusaders______________________________________________________________________________________________

Jotaro Kujo: Is partially intimidated by him. Knows he has a good side to him, but his standoffish and agressive air makes her uncomfortable. She knows she can trust him when danger occurs.

Kakyoin Noriaki: Likes how kind he is. Gets along with him well and likes to have casual talk with him. Sees him like an older brother. At ease with him as, like Jotaro and the others, she can trust him when danger shows.

Jean Pierre Polnareff: Loves the guy, huge crush. Sometimes in her constant daydreaming he shows up. When thinking about him then, she's more likely to bump into a person or object (like a pole). Likes to have conversations with him in French. Is a total dork with him and is sometimes wrapped up in his antics.

Avdol Muhammad: The reliable uncle. Trusts his decisions without question, seeing as they've kept everyone safe in the past. Confides in him when she's troubled. He, over the course of SDC, helps her stand become stronger.

Joseph Joestar: Her adoptive father. She is grateful to him for his kindness in adopting her and helping her learn how to use her stand better. She loves her adoptive mother, Suzie-Q, as well. She often trusts his judgement, but during the SDC her views change slightly. She gets along with him well. She gets annoyed when he learns of her crush on Polnareff and tries to keep her away from him.

Iggy: if the dog wasn't so damn smart and didn't have a stand, she would've drop kicked him into the sun already. She hates the dog's uppity attitude and how difficult he is. Also hates that he sometimes attacks Polnareff.

Dio Brando: Has no particular feelings for the guy and has nothing against him. Doesn't know him outside of the information provided to her by the Speedwagon Foundation. Just from that alone, however, intimidates her and she can recognize the need to eliminate him.

Bio_____________________________________________________________________________________________________

Personality: A girl with a high IQ who, like Joseph, is easily able to think on the spot. Her high intelligence, however, often leads to episodes of frequent daydreaming about a variety of subjects. When not distracted, she's very observant and has no trouble reading people. While Avdol is healing after sustaining the serious wound from Hol-Horse and J. Geil, she acts as the individual with their head properly on their shoulders and provides input.

She's very open and extroverted. She loves to have fun and is an overall dork. People often feel bad for her when they catch her having one of her daydreaming episodes. They confuse the genius for a space case. Contrary to this, she is very intelligent and has an excellent memory. This often shocks people because they think she's stupid. She has a bad poker face, as she wears her heart on her sleeve and others can figure out her mood from her face. This is a disadvantage in battle, as enemies can determine what she's feeling and dismiss any bluffs she might make. She's emotionally sensitive and sometimes struggles to control them when she's alone and left to her inner feelings and thoughts.

Likes: Gardening, having fun, studying, observing people around her

Dislikes: spoil sports, bullies, bugs, being alone for too long, Iggy

CW: MENTIONS OF DEATH, ABANDONMENT, AND HOMELESSNESS

Childhood (birth to 13): In 1963, a little girl was born between Vanessa and Michael Desjardins in Montreal, Canada. Vanessa died after giving birth to Jessica, leaving her father Michael to care for her. He loved but resented his daughter at the same time for causing Vanessa's death. Although he had a job, he didn't have the time to raise her nor the money to hire help. Left with no options, he left her on the doorstep of a local orphanage. She was raised by the caregivers there (who spoke both French and English that she picked up, making her bilingual) but always felt alone, even with friends. People were drawn to her with her friendly and extroverted nature, but the bonds were often superficial. She had an insatiable desire to learn and do things other kids didn't have any interest in. To cope with the eventual isolation she would experience from the other kids, she started to daydream constantly. It helped separate herself from reality for a while. At 9 years old, her stand developed. At first, none of the children noticed her talking to it.

Adolescence: (14 to 18): When she turned 13, people began to notice her talking to herself. They confronted her while she was 14 and bullied her about it until she turned 16 and ran away from the orphanage. She lived homeless on the streets for three years, gathering whatever food and liquid she could gather together. While on the streets, sometimes people would try to attack her. Alien 51 would attack them and defend her. Despite all of this, she maintained a positive and optimistic view that things would get better.

Adult: (19 to Death): At 19, the Speedwagon Foundation caught wind of an odd individual on the streets that other homeless people called cursed or possessed. Curious, they scoped her out and Joseph Joestar took her in and adopted her after seeing the state she was in. He would learn later that year about her stand, whom would show up in it's UFO form around her when she was daydreaming. He helped her develop her stand the best he could until she was 23. He would also learn of her high IQ and encourage her venture to learn. When she hit 24, later on in the year she would be called on by her adoptive father for help him. During a battle on the trip to Egypt, her stand evolves into a slightly stronger version of itself that betters it's strength and ability to protect Jessica.

Family and Friends________________________________________________________________________________________

Mother: Deceased. Never got to know her. Doesn't know she died giving birth to her.

Father: knows nothing of her biological father. The only person she accepts as being her father is Joseph.

Siblings: Sees Kakyoin as an older brother, despite how he is younger than her. She is familiar with her older adoptive sister, Holly. She loves spending time with her because she always wanted a loving family and siblings. She'll take trips to Japan sometimes to spend a month or so there. Otherwise, no biological siblings.

Friends: Polnareff, Kakyoin, Avdol, Joseph, and Jotaro (to a degree)

Crush: Polnareff

#jess #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo oc #jjba oc #my oc #my text #neo text #jessica desjardins #jean pierre polnareff

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