#avdol fluff

[lumibuns-blog]

Can we get some first date headcanons for SDC? c:

Ofccc! Tysm for responding!

Joots

Definitely swallowed his pride and asks Joseph for help

Super nervous like he doesn't know what to do

Be patient with him, he probably will just take you for a walk, he really likes night walks down to the beach

He will talk to you about any fish or aquatic animal he sees and is super happy when you are interested too

Overall very chill first date, kisses you very quickly at the end before practically running back to his hotel room

Kakyoin

This poor boy... is SO nervous

He's dreamed of his first date with you since the moment he fell in love

He's so excited to spend alone time with you

Takes you to an arcade!

Loves to teach you how to play video games and is even more happy if you get good enough to beat him (he might let you win, maybe)

Stands behind you and puts his hands over yours to teach you, gets super red when he realized what he did

You are going to have to initiate a kiss bc he is overthinking it to much to do anything

He is a stuttering mess when you pull away

Polnareff

Lover boyyyy

Very romantic and planned date

Takes you to dinner...until it get ruined by Iggy...

He's super upset that his perfect date got ruined

You might have to reassure him that everything is ok and that you are having a good time

The mood is down until he hears someone playing music and pulls you up to dance

You spend the rest of the night dancing as the sun goes down

When the music stops he pulls you close and gives you a very passionate kiss <3

Oldseph

Pays for EVERYTHING

Don't even try to pull your money out he has got it covered

Fancy limousine, nice restaurant, and he buys you anything you so much as look at

This isn't his first rodeo (Suzie Q I am so sorry) so he knows how to impress a girl on his first date

Likes being with you because you make him feel young again and bring out his mischievous side so shenanigans begin

He is 👏 experienced👏 he kisses you with a hand on your back and one cradling your face

When it's time for you to part ways he ruffled your hair

Avdol

Another nervous boy

Takes you on a nature walk

He has your hand in his the entire time

If you get tired he has you up on his shoulders and his is on cloud 9

Just really happy to spend some time with you like you are the only people in the world

Picnic dateeeee

Makes a bunch of food for you both to enjoy

Kiss him while you are laying in the grass next to him and he will fall in love all over again

[beneathashadytree]

MUHAMMAD AVDOL MASTERLIST

fluff: normal, angst: italics, smut: bold

Cairo (oneshot)

Needy Little Thing (oneshot)

One of Us (hcs)

[sovereignjojoz]

how they carry you/you them (ultimate edition)

Pairings: Jonathan x reader, dio…x reader?Joseph x reader, Ceaser x reader, jotaro x reader, polenarff x reader, Avdol x reader, josuke x reader, Rohan x reader.

Warnings: weird, partial fluff, partial crack, idk, dio?, tired at Rohan’s.

Notes - for all the love on the Bucci gang edition!<3

Jonathan Joestar

Gotta be Bridal style

The og gentleman

Very traditional

He just loves to carry you he would carry you always if he could.

He’ll probably spin you around too, he’s just so sweet!

Carrying him

I mean if you insist!

It’s quite unusual in Victorian society so he’s a bit befuddled.

But if it pleases you then go ahead!

Dio Brando…

He’s just gonna be a manhandler.

He’s not sweet or nice, none of that lovey dovey stuff he’s gonna do what he wants.

He’ll carry you, drag you, whatever, he fr doesn’t care.

Not very romantic.

Carries you however he wants even if it’s never been heard of.

Kinda possessive, he might squeeze you tight if others look at you.

Touchy.

Honestly bad overall, but you dio simps probably don’t care, that’s why you like him after all! (Affectionate)🥰

Carrying him

He expects this, don’t be daft.

And he’s not gonna make it easy.

He might even make u carry him on a throne, after all he’s dio and it’s what he deserves.🤷🏽‍♀️

Joseph Joestar

To put it simply, he’s a troll.

Every time he carries you, he’ll pick you up bridal style and secure you in his arms, and only once you’ve wrapped your arms around his neck or have gotten comfortable he’ll either a) pretend to drop you (if he’s feeling kinder) or b) actually drop you.

Then he’ll laugh rambunctiously.

“C’mon babe, ya fall for it every time and it gets funnier every t-“

“Jojo!”

“ ouch my ear! ‘m sorry!”

Seems like the kinda guy who likes to carry you whilst doing squats or other gym activities just to show off his strength, he especially loves it if it gets a ride out of you.

Overall annoying

Will not put you down.

Likes to make you squirm by carrying you with one arm and touching/tickling your feet like the weirdo he is.

Kinda touchy.

So so annoying.

Will definitely show off in front of Caeser

Carrying him

Never offer

He gets even more annoying.

As soon as you've picked him up, he'll make himself as heavy as he can and literally drop all his weight on you just so you struggle.

And he's so audacious and sassy.

He'll taunt you with comments like, "oh, is that struggling I see, huh? You insisted on carrying me so chop chop."

He even snaps his fingers at you.

Just drop him.

Caeser Zeppelli

Hm, ever the charmer isn’t he?

You just know he absolutely loves carrying his s/o.

It’s obvious knowledge that he has a notorious history of being a playboy, and because of his experience with women, he knows what women like, what little gestures make them blush, how they prefer to be held etc.

So he’s going to put the knowledge he’s accumulated on you, he wants to make you swoon.

He somehow manages to always gets the timing right too, he will literally sweep you off your feet like Prince Charming.

He’ll probably want to kiss you too and like pull you really close to his chest.

He definitely wants a s/o who gets easily flustered when he carries them! No matter if you cover your face, blush, squirm he doesn’t care, he wants that reaction!

“Caeser put me down!” You whisper-shouted, trying and failing to push him away, you were literally in front of Lisa Lisa!

He kissed your neck chastely, “why Cara? I quite like you in my arms.”

“Mpmph!”

Likes to show off in front of Joseph.

Carrying him

He’ll blush out of surprise.

It’s feels so foreign to him, he’s not quite sure if he likes it!

He’ll definitely be more vulnerable to getting flustered!

Overall, he prefers to do the flustering and carrying.

Kujo Jotaro

Listen, I’m not even going to lie, you’re probably going to have to jump/floor him to get him to carry you…

Or you’re going to have to annoy him 24/7 so he considers it, just so he can get you to finally shut up.

“Jojo, Jojo, Jojo, please! I really really love you jojo! And you would do the same if you love meee-!”

Literally knocks you off of your feet.

Might just leave you on the floor.

Or he’ll hold you for one second, the drop you (heart eyes).

Jump on his back and you’ll get a piggy back for like 5 seconds or something before he pushes you off.

Small bonus! Part 4 jotaro! (+ jolyne)

Becomes more open to carrying you.

Still would rather not but if you insist fine.

He’ll brashly pick you up, stand still and hold you bridal style.

Baby Jolyne will make grabby hands and he’ll pick her up with one hand and carry you and her both.

Carries both you and baby Jolyne like sacs of potatoes.

Will put baby Jolyne on his shoulders.

Carrying him

Don’t try it, he’s got good reflexes, you might get knocked out.

He’ll probably wobble around because he doesn’t get carried.

Hates it.

Jean-Pierre Polnareff

My babygirl.

He’s such a romantic.

He just wants to pamper you and spoil you by making you not have to do anything ever, including walking!

“Ma Cherie! Please, don’t dirty your beautiful shoes in that puddle, allow me.”

Loves the feel of you close to him.

Wants you to jump on him, in his arms, any place any time.

Lil bit touchy.

He’ll speak to you in French too even if you can’t understand it (especially if you can’t) just to make you swoon more.

Sometimes he’ll carry you and dance just because.

Just lifts you when he’s extremely happy.

Give him affection!

Carrying him

If you love it he loves it.

He doesn’t care he just wants you to be happy.

Surprised at your strength though!

And he becomes very blushy too.

Avdol

You gotta be practical with him.

He won’t refuse but he certainly won’t endorse it unless you both have privacy, he’s not a fan of pda unlike others on here (cough Caeser, Joseph and Polenarff).

He’ll carry you if you’re injured though, and he’ll be so tender, making sure not to hurt you.

In terms of carrying you, he prefers the more romantic side of things such as carrying you to bed.

Although if you want to be silly and like do challenges he may indulge you once or twice even though he may not be so fond of such things.

One thing is though you absolutely cannot get caught by Joseph! He wouldn’t be able to handle the teasing!

Carrying him

The first time you attempt it, he’ll definitely grip you tightly out of surprise.

“Oh my!”

The look of pure shock on his face is so cute.

He might ask you to put him down after a while though.

He may let you carry him once or twice more.

The best Jojo Higashkiata Josuke

Similar to Mista, he LOVES to carry you in any way he can.

Like he’ll tackle you in order to carry you, in fact a lot of the time him carrying you stems from you and him play fighting.

His favourite way to carry you is putting you on his shoulder and doing whatever he wants, like he might even put you on his shoulder then go about having a normal conversation with okuyasu???

I can’t get this out of my head but I envision running at you at max speed and just picking you up, putting you on his shoulder and continuing running.

And the reason varies like sometimes it’s valid like kira will be in the vicinity and other times it’s so random.

“Oh shi- [name]! We have to go we’re gonna be late to meet my mom at the dentists.”

Carrying him

Again you’ll probably struggle.

And he’ll laugh at you and tease you.

Maybe even take a picture.

This is the time for him to relax, y’know?

He’s shameless too, like he’ll call okuyasu whilst you struggle and be like “you got this babe, anyway…”

If Rohan ever sees this is just another reason on the list of why he doesn’t like Josuke.

Kishibe Rohan

No.

He doesn’t have time for such trivial things, he’s got to work on things such as his manga.

This is something that idiot Josuke would do, not him.

But then he remembers that you’re his s/o and this will make you really happy, so he sighs and closes his sketchbook and indulges you.

Keeps it short and sweet.

When he puts you down they’ll be a couple of lingering touches.

Throw your arms around his neck, and kiss him, and tell him how much you love him then he’ll indulge you more.

Carrying him

Absolutely not, will jump out of your hold immediately and scowl.

[inkpot909]

The Stardust Crusaders’ Picks for a First-Dance Wedding Song Headcanons

↳ Gender Neutral Reader. Joseph Joestar is excluded.

A/n: A chill list of headcanons that came to me at 6 in the morning. Jokes aside, I loved putting this together. Although I admit I am a bit biased since I’ve always loved retro music. I did my best to pick music that coincided with the music the characters each canonically listen to (at least, as far as we’re told).

Warning(s): None.

Jotaro Kujo

-> As the World Falls Down

David Bowie

“As the pain sweeps through

Makes no sense for you

Every thrill is gone

Wasn’t too much fun at all

But I’ll be there for you

As the world falls down”

Canonically speaking, Jotaro’s favorite musician is Toshinobu Kubota. It’s admittedly a rather interesting choice for a man who was a dedicated delinquent in high school.

But music tends to touch people in a special, often times sensitive, manner. And despite looking and acting the way he does, Jotaro’s music preferences are no different.

Yeah, sure, he’s definitely a “whatever’s on the radio” kind of guy, but he has taste.

Separated from others, when he’s in control of the music he’s listening to, his choices give the impression of a casual listener that somehow always has the best picks seemingly with no effort put in at all. Perfectly on brand for Jotaro.

Therefore, he’s likely going to have an unexpected pick.

Therefore, he picks a sappy ballad from an under-appreciated 80s movie. Not because he’s even seen The Labyrinth by any stretch of the imagination, but because he just… likes how it sounds.

He likely heard it one way or another, completely detached from the movie itself, and decided he enjoyed it. Something about the slightly cheesy yet instrumentally enchanting tune gets stuck in his head in a really good way.

There is a reason past “oh, it just sounds nice” as to why he picked it but let’s be honest… he’s going to get a little embarrassed annoyed if he has to explain to you in full detail.

The title pretty much speaks for itself, in his opinion.

Noriaki Kakyoin

-> Every Breath You Take

The Police

“Every move you make

And every vow you break

Every smile you fake

Every claim you stake

I’ll be watching you”

Good god, he’s certainly the Sting fan.

Whether or not you actually like Sting it’s hard to argue against the fact that Kakyoin likely has an overall shit taste in music. Why is this the case? Because he’s been alone the majority of his life and didn’t have any friends to bully him over it.

Not having anyone around him to say “what the hell is this” or just a simple “no” will and has effected him.

He’s the type of guy who claim’s “this album will change your life” before putting on some of the worst pieces of music you’ve ever heard.

Not that he isn’t trying, keep in mind.

This man will stress about what to suggest for days on end. He’s going to take the longest compared to the others in how how much time it takes him to pick. It’ll eat away at his brain, threatening to take every bit of his sanity unless he can think of what he deems as the perfect song he can choose.

And still he manages to not only choose an extremely predictable wedding song, but an insanely creepy one as well.

It’s weirdly charming, in his own odd Noriaki way.

He likely didn’t know what he was doing at the beginning of the relationship due to inexperience, and it’s probably heartwarming to know some things never change.

And it’s completely possible the stalker-ish lyrics of the song didn’t click inside his brain. Not because he doesn’t understand the lyrics per se… but because the poor guy hardly had a grasp on what was actually considered romantic when you first met.

Please, for your own sanity, don’t let the song played at your wedding be one that he picked (with hindsight he’ll probably thank you for it too).

Jean Pierre Polnareff

-> The Air That I Breathe

The Hollies

“Peace came upon me and it

leaves me weak

so sleep, silent angel, go to

sleep

Sometimes

All I need is the air that I breathe

And to love you”

Polnareff’s favorite musician isn’t ever canonically specified, but it’s made pretty clear he’s likely a fan of The Beatles. And considering he went through puberty during the 70s, he’s likely going to lean into that era of music.

Generally speaking, he’s got decent taste. Sure, he’s got the music taste of a white suburban father, but his picks are usually pretty agreeable.

That said, he’s definitely a little high and mighty about it.

He won’t go off on the subject too hard whenever you’re around, but he thinks very highly of his preferences. Polnareff’s a huge victim of nostalgia, and a part of him feels a little elitist for having grown up in the time period that he did.

He has had the song for his first dance picked out in the back of his mind for years, swearing that it would be played at his wedding at some point or another.

Hell, he’s probably got a full roster of music in mind for the reception.

For such a monumental occasion, he’s sure to pick a ballad that starts off slow but crescendos into the chorus- easily the type of romantic tune he’d prefer.

And unlike the others, you may get pushback from him if you don’t want that as your first dance. He’s quite stubborn, generally speaking, and this is no exception to that.

Ultimately though, he would eventually cave and do just about anything you want.

But as stated before, he’s had his mind set on this one for literal years. So certainly expect this to be a somewhat tough conversation to have with him if you prefer something different.

Muhammad Avdol

-> I Love How You Love Me

Claudine Longet

“I love how your eyes close

whenever you kiss me

And when I’m away from you I

love how you miss me

I love the way you always treat

me tenderly

But, darling, most of all I love

how you love me”

Avdol’s music taste is left as a complete mystery in canon.

However, because he runs his own shop, he’s fairly attached to the calming instrumentals he often keeps on at the store. Avdol understands atmosphere well and takes it very seriously.

When he’s not working, it’s not very often that he finds himself listening to music.

But when he does, it’s usually music with soft or ethereal overtones (you cannot tell me he doesn’t listen to Enya). Throw in some charming oldies from the 50s and 60s, and Avdol’s in his element.

To put it simply, easy-listening tunes are his freaking jam.

He also enjoys listening to music from all across the world. Avdol is likely well-traveled, and is undoubtedly knowledgeable on other places and cultures. So the preference comes naturally to him.

He’s going to pick something very romantic and slow. A song that, even if you maybe haven’t heard it before, upon the first time listening you just know it’s meant to be played at a wedding.

And, unlike the others, it would take him less than 24 hours to have made his choice. It’s not that he doesn’t put care into the decision, he just doesn’t like making you wait. He’s quite efficient when it’s something this important.

Regardless, he’s the most flexible of the group when it comes to your tastes, so anything you want is perfectly fine with him.

That said, it has to be a ballad. That’s his main request. Avdol’s eager for your input, sure, but he’s going to want to slow dance with you more than anything else.

[mamoru-chiba-ua]

AvPol April 2024

Day 15: Birthday

[starry-snippets]

jjba (jotaro, kakyoin, avdol, josuke, rohan, giorno, bruno, abbacchio, trish, mista, narancia) + aesthetics you suggest/dress them in

images are from pinterest! 

jotaro - techwear

✩ if you BEG you could get him to wear a techwear outfit that still maintains his love of gold brooches and chains. it’s not even that he doesn’t like the aesthetic it’s just kind of silly to him at first. sure he wears two belts, but two belts and a backpack on his chest and a smaller one on a thigh garter? um no. eventually caves when you show him something he finds really cool and man he has money. bad choice (or is it a great one?) he is fully committing elements of techwear into his every day outfits now. he’s dangerously hotter now too um

kakyoin - goblin/cryptid core (with punk influence!) 

✩ is a very creative guy who has a unique style and he’ll use that to his advantage! this would begin with a date idea of designing shirts or jeans and he has so much fun. now he has several pairs of fun jeans and a patch jacket he’s working on. when he’s dressed up like he’s ready to explore the forest he’s in such a mood to! get ready to spend time in the woods watching hierophant poking bugs with sticks and kakyoin showing you different types of beetles while you look for cryptids with a nearly empty flashlight 

avdol - bohemian/hippie 

✩ kind of related to his current style and that’s what he’s very willing to give it a try. loves the dramatic sleeves and ruffles, truly enjoying how snazzy they make him feel. also appreciates the jewelry! especially if you make it for him or buy it for him because it’ll remind him of you. loves fun patterns so he’ll enjoy combining them in unique ways, also appreciates the whimsical element of the layered fabric and prints 

rohan - avant garde 

✩ craziest dude in the world I swear. will wear anything just about if you make it sound revolutionary. tell him a trash bag is the next-in fashion trend and he’ll disbelief you to no end but will secretly be curious and try it out. helps he has the confidence to rock anything he tries. to be fair, when you dress him up you’re doing it mainly to see if he looks good in everything and you’re sad to see he does, indeed, look good in absolutely anything 

josuke - scene/punk

✩ loves the abrasive elements in punk! loves the colors and being able to make bracelets with you aspect of scenecore. in general he enjoys how he can look tough and intimidating but feels like the colorful accents really soften that depending on how much he accessorizes. doesn’t wear it too often though, really depends on where you two are heading. does let you dress him up fairly often though! 

giorno - cottagecore

✩ isn’t entirely against or for trying it out. is kinda confused as to why you want him to. he’ll eventually say to go for it. depending on what you put him in he will really like the aesthetic and wear it on your dates around town. isn’t a big fan when you ask if he’ll wear a skirt, but when you actually order one he really enjoys the length and the twirl. when you go on a picnic and he wears it, he just feels like he’s safe with you and away from the trivial stresses of his outre life 

bruno - coquette/angelcore

✩ like giorno, he isn’t for or against. leans to okay almost immediately however. he’s curious and very fluid with how he presents, so he’ll agree to just about anything within reason. when you dress him up he feels so ethereal. absolutely loves it? he likes how he’s wearing traditionally feminine garments but doesn’t feel effeminate. he enjoys the outfit and would likely wear it again, especially on a date with you 

abbacchio - goth 

✩ doesn’t want you to for a while despite sharing things with the style already. just feeling a bit prideful. does cave and let you do him up completely, probably because he had a drink. ABSOLUTELY loves the result however. the drama of the sleeves and the flair of his pant’s make him look so long and slender, like a real life dracula. finds the chains excessive but misses the significant effect they had when he was wearing them. definitely enjoyed trad goth makeup more than he’s willing to admit 

narancia - bubblegum b✩tch 

✩ likes it because he feels tall and assertive with the big boots on. will not wear it out of the house unless you’re really good at convincing him. doesn’t have the toughest skin so this does help him build his confidence and self-esteem even outside of his appearance. just feels so adorable, especially with you hyping him out. if he does agree to going out you’ll wear a super feminine outfit too or a suit, confusing traditional mindsets while having a super fun date 

mista - rockstar 

✩ really gets into his role when those skin tight pants are on. if you go out for dinner he’ll act like he’s the most important man ever and it surprisingly works. he will make use of the leather jacket you got him and would ask you to decorate it if that’s something you’re interested in. will wear elements of the outfit separately somewhat often but the entire outfit probably just on certain dates 

trish - indie

✩ loves lots of patterns so she appreciates the wiggle room of indie! she already has an impeccable sense of style but this is her go to when she’s heading out to museums, picnics, etc. trish always adds her unique flair to her outfits, often making edits to her shirts and skirts 

[tonberry-yoda]

Could I have some SDC with a young teen reader? Smallest and youngest of the crusaders but they got pulled into the whole "kill a over 100 year old vampire" but they take it with grace and joins them on the adventure with their stand, but like they are SUPER small and literally around giants and i'd like to think everyone would try to keep them safe in their own way. (maybe a hint of avpol as good dads trying to protect the reader and they accidentally call both of them their dad or something ajgjshjkafg sorry if this doesn't make sense)

omg this is so fun! this reminds me of the whole anne situation that only lasted for a little bit, so I kind of took it like that. thank you so much for the request and a fun one too! i love doing little headcanons like this! have a great day anon!! <333

SDC with a young teen reader who is dragged along the journey with them

Warnings - none!

Notes - i did make this platonic for obvious reasons, but nonetheless this was so much fun! and none of the photos used are mine just btw. credit to whoever's these are! :) thanks for the request again anon i had a blast writing this and avpol are my everything, so i gave them their own little section. have a good day!!!

And don’t forget, REQUESTS ARE OPEN! So if you want to request any writing, please don’t hesitate to ask, but please read my pinned post before requesting! Please enjoy!! Don’t forget to stay hydrated! <3

Jotaro

he would hate you at first

with a burning passion

he's going on this trip to save his mother, not babysit

so he's very pissy around you

snappy a lot

like if you ask a question, he just starts yelling at you

the only reason you were allowed to go on the trip was because you had a powerful stand

he refuses to help you in any way, but that's also because he knows you're strong enough to do it by yourself

but he starts to notice little things you do

when walking with the crusaders, you try to measure yourself against them, trying to tippy toe to get to their height

you try to see past joseph who's in the front, but fail

so one day, jotaro just picks you up so you can see what they're looking at

"woah! so this is what it's like to be a giant!" you're in awe, not only that you're up that high, but the fact that jotaro could lift you with such ease

then he puts you down and pretends like nothing happened

he would be such a good dad if he didnt love dolphins so much omg

but then, while in egypt, he gets super worried about you

he protects you from everything, but acts as though he's not

he literally jumps in front of you to protect you from stand users

listen, he may be a stinky little prick sometimes, but he would protect you at all costs, even if he pretends like he wouldnt

Kakyoin

he would treat you like a little sibling

show you how to use your stand

hold your hand through long sections

gosh, he would probably even teach you how to drive while the other's are sleeping

i think he would also use his stand to goof off with you

he would have his stand wrap it's little tail around your leg and trip you or something (not in a mean way, but just to goof off)

then you would do the same

your stand would do the same

you would make it appear in his room and just mess around with his stuff

just like scoot it across the room or something so he constantly thinks he's losing something

but this man would not let you get into a fight alone

he would stick by your side constantly just to protect you

but it would be a learning opportunity too

he would just sit back and tell you what you should do and if he needs to get involved he will

also, he would just love exploring new places with you like taking you to the beach or to take pictures by the pyramids or something

Avpol (im mixing these two because they need to be together for this request <3)

these two become your official dads

you would literally always be glued to their side

they would tell you stories or y'all would just do some tarot readings with Avdol

then you immediately start to ship it and try to push the two together always

saying stuff like "maybe you two should go grab dinner together while I hang out with Jotaro and the others" or "you two are so cute"

any way to hint that these two should be together, you take your chance

and they would always jump in front of stand users to protect you

you really cant get out of it since they're so big

you would hang from their arms like a flippin monkey

"hey dad! watch this!" you didnt even notice that you called them both dad as you did a flip on Jotaro's arm. when you turned to look at them, Polnareff was tearing up and Avdol was trying to calm him down. "what's wrong Pol-" you realized immediately what had just come out of your mouth. "sh-shoot... sorry i didnt mean to... its just," you fiddled with your thumbs and looked up at the closest thing you had to family. "i didnt know my dad... so you guys are like my two dads."

they love you forever and would do anything for you

Joseph

dad jokes

too

many

dad jokes

he is a good dad, he really is

if he knew about josuke, i think he would drop everything for him when he was younger

so for you

he treats you like hes a young dad all over again

he buys you ice cream

lets you drive the car when you shouldnt be

does reckless stuff with you because he trusts you enough for that

you arent allowed to be alone with joseph anymore just because everyone thinks you're in harm's way

so silly

you love this old fart

you think he's like a dad to you (not as much as your two favorite dads)

he'll protect you at all costs though, but knows you're strong enough to take care of yourself

[giggly-squiggily]

Stardust Crusaders Tickle Headcanons

Heyo everyone! So recently I’ve been really into Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure; so much so I’ve been thinking about making headcanons for the squad. This show was a blast, and I absolutely loved the characters!

Here we go! :D

Jotaro Kujo

-Stoic grumpy man: he’s the second most ticklish person in the crusaders.

- I think he’s a switch? Leans more towards the lee side, but that’s only because he doesn’t engage in tickle fights unless he’s either challenged or annoyed (so basically- if he get’s annoyed with Kakyoin and Polnareff’s antics). He’s pretty indifferent to tickling but will not like it if he’s in a bad mood.

- He’s got a really bad tickle spot on the middle of his rib cage that without fail will absolutely break any resistance he has. His neck and shoulders are also pretty sensitive- especially around the star birthmark.

- He’s got a gruff, shaky laugh that gradually grows into deep rich laughter. He’s one of those people who will absolutely curse you out- might even use Star Platinum to move you out of the way (if your Kakyoin or Ponlareff- prepare to fly. If your his S/O- it’s more a gentle lift and plop into a nearby chair/bed)

- That said if you have a stand and tickle Star Platinum with it (who loves being tickled- I’m calling it like it is) Jotaro’s doomed. Try to have some mercy on the guy.

- As a ler? Pure evil. No joke, this man is the devil if pushed. Completely merciless, he’ll happily use Star Platinum to hold down his targets while he destroys them with tickles. You know Star’s “Ora Ora” attack? He’ll do that but instead of punches it’s relentless tickles and mayhem. He’ll stop- eventually.

Joseph Jostar

- Canonically ticklish.

- This man is a Ler leaning switch; he just RADIATES tickle monster energy! It doesn’t matter if it’s his daughter, grandson- the other Crusaders, his S/O; he’s gonna getcha!

- He’s sensitive pretty much everywhere, but especially his back and sides. His laugh is a mix of “OH MY GOD!”s and wheezy grandpa snorts and giggles that make him seem younger. He tends to yell a lot while laughing but rest assure he’s not dying- just really ticklish.

- Unlike Jotaro, he won’t use his Stand in tickle fights- Hermit Purple is great in theory but also spiny, so he doesn’t want to risk hurting anyone with it. (Eventually he realizes the Stand won’t actually cut anyone- when this happens he has a new weapon of disposal but won’t use it unless his target is comfortable with it) Also it’s a pride thing: He’s a firm believer in “I can get you pinned and tickled within a matter of minutes!” So far he’s yet to be proven wrong.

- The goofiest ler ever- he’s a big talker and teaser, using every technique in the book (and within your comfort level) to bring out the cutest giggles and laughs! While he won’t bring his stand to the fight, he’ll gladly bring Avdol or Polnareff with him (”The more muscle the better”) One time he even brought Iggy- this backfired tremendously when said dog stole his prosthetic hand.

- He’ll reminisces a lot while tickling someone; be it about a memory from years back or something that happened literally five minutes ago. He’s fully aware of what he’s doing and often pulls the “Hey remember this thing from literally seconds ago” just to drive people nuts. “Oi, Jotaro! Weren’t you ticklish along here when you were a kid?” “Oh, I think I just remembered- you can’t stand having your hips tickled, huh Avdol?” “What? I’m not that old, Kakyoin! I just remembered something the other day- come here!” No one is safe!

Muhammad Avdol

- You know those people who can turn on and off their ticklishness? Avdol is one of those people. If he knows the tickles are coming he can go full Gargoyle and block it out- much to the annoyance of the others. So far the only person this hasn’t worked on is Joseph- the man is just too good at finding tickle spots!

- Speaking of; Avdol’s neck and shoulders are pretty ticklish! Gentle traces there when he’s not prepared will leave him twitching and giggling like a child. If you really want to get him, go for his hips. This man will plead in Arabic for mercy and it’s the cutest thing in the world.

- I’d say Advol is a fairly strong ler. With his gargoyle-like resistance and experience with Joseph’s shenanigans, he’s proven to be a fearsome foe in tickle wars. He doesn’t even need to do anything fancy- he just reaches out and starts tickling whomever dared to face him. Usually it’s either Polnareff or Kakyoin, but occasionally he’ll tickle Jotaro if the younger man seems particularly moody.

-He doesn’t use his stand during tickle fights (not that he really needs to). Magician’s Red is pretty hot, and the last thing he wants to do is accidentally burn someone. He prefers to keep it traditional with his own tickle endeavors.

- Not much of a tease- prefers to just have general conversation with his targets while tickling them. “Mr. Joestar, it’s important we- Kakyoin hush I’m speaking- take our time resting when we can. You never know when- have you always been ticklish here?- the next stand user is going to strike.” Just continuing on his chat while bringing his targets to their tickly demise.

Noriaki Kakyoin 

- Most ticklish Crusader hands down. This man is WEAK to just about anything tickle related. The type that just crumbles to ghost tickles.

- Despite this he’s a true switch and the primary catalyst for most tickle fights. He’s got no shame and will happily attack the others (especially Jotaro) even if it means certain death. 

- Worst spots are his legs (credit to the wonderful @/ticklishfanart) Anything from the tip of his toes to the tops of his thighs are incredibly sensitive. Squeezes, scribbles, prods- it will all work wonders on wrecking our cherry loving dork! He’s also ticklish on his ribs and stomach, but his legs really are the best place to go if you want to break him down.

- Crazy laugh (I’m so sorry) Just like the anime. It’s ridiculously contagious and borderline alarming when you first hear it. If you point it out while tickling him he’ll laugh harder, and it get’s even more crazy sounding. It’s one of the few things that will get Jotaro and Polnareff laughing without fail. At some point he even made a dolphin like shriek that nearly killed the other’s right then and there with how funny it sounded.

- The OG of using his Stand for tickle fights. He will break out Hierophant green for just about anything- be it to hold down his targets or throw them off completely. This backfires immensely if the others decide to gang up on him (Which they do) but if it’s a one on one fight, Kakyoin will cheat and break out his stand.

- Him and Polnareff are Team Tickle Monster, but the French man is the only person Kakyoin can never get the advantage over. Polnareff is simply too powerful- he knows all of the redhead’s tricks!

Jean Pierre Polnareff

- The muscle of Team Tickle Monster- this man is a menace when paired off with others. Polnareff loves making people laugh, and in turn loves to laugh; so tickle fights are as natural as breathing for him.

- He’s ticklish along his chest, armpits and waist. Maybe even his ears? I can see him having really sensitive ears :D. He’s someone that you’d think would be incredibly weak to hard tickles with all those muscle, but if anything he prefers the lighter ones. Running your hands along his chest, poking his sides: all these things will make him utterly weak in the knees.

- Squeals in French, squeals in French, SQUEALS IN FRENCH! It’s usually a sign he’s close to his limit if he’s squeaking out his native tongue while getting wrecked. He has a really squeaky laugh that’s borderline mouse-like! While not as contagious as Kakyoin’s dolphin fits, it’s still really funny and endearing to listen to!

- Using Stands in tickle fights? You already know it! He’s not above breaking out Silver Chariot to cause mischief- blunting the tip of the sword to randomly poke and prod whomever he’s tickling (Think Tom and Jerry ala this scene) He’s mainly due it to Kakyoin and Joseph- the few times he did it to Jotaro he nearly lost his head. If he’s not using his Stand he’ll happily grab whomever’s in reach and bring them to their tickly doom!

- Such a tease, oh my god! He’ll do the whole “Coochie coo” thing and baby talk, but if your not comfortable with that he’ll adjust to whatever teasing style you prefer (if any at all- if teasing isn’t your thing he’ll just compliment you until your red in the face). He’ll sing praises about your laugh and how he could listen to it all day. He’s also not above tickling to get silly information out of someone (This is how he found out about Jotakak), so be ready if you choose to hide something from him!

Thanks for reading! :D

[lumibuns-blog]

Hiya!!

Can you do a (platonic if you can) sdc x reader who loves to draw and make comics? it would be so wholesome. :)

thank you!!

Ofcccc!

SDC x reader who loves to draw and make comics [platonic]

Jotaro

Joseph definitely read him he favorite comics when he was a kid so he enjoys them

When he sees you drawing he wants to comment on it but doesn't want to like...be weird about it (stop overthinking joot)

You'd probably have to call him out on him watching you from afar

He's sooooo excited if you ask him to look at your work (doesn't show it tho)

His relaxing time now is usually spent in your company, watching you draw

Kakyoin

It's cannon that he loves manga so he would be SUPER into it from the start

Definitely info dumps about all his favorites to you bc he hasn't had anyone else to talk to and loves listening to you talk about drawing and the whole process

Likes to watch and compliments you on your work

Brings you things to drink/eat as you are working so you can stay productive

Polnareff

Doesn't really get it at first bc I feel like he didn't grow up with comics like the other two

Once you explain it to him though get prepared for about a thousand questions about the entire process

Constantly volunteering himself to help you with posing by being your model

Is right behind you whenever you work which can get kinda annoying but he's just really excited to see something you're passionate about

Oldseph

I'm like 99% sure it's cannon he read comics in part 2

So he is sooooo excited when you tell him that something you like to do

Whips out his old comic book collection to show you

Buys you like new supplies like every time he's out (supportive grandpa!)

Asks if you can draw him all the time since he's always wanted to see what he would look like as a flashy comic character

Avdol

Doesn't want to pry and ask to many questions but don't let that fool you he'd absolutely adore learning about your hobby!

Wants to know everything, the drawing, the coloring, the story process, he's going to soak up as much knowledge as possible

Chases people away when you are working so that you can have a quiet space to work

Shows you yoga and exercises to help with a sore back after hunching over the paper for so long and holding onto a pencil for hours

Could honestly fall asleep to sound of your pencil scratching the paper and sometimes does on accident 

[beneathashadytree]

Hi maya hope your doing well. Im not sure whether or not this follows the request rules so feel free to not write it. But could you do headcanons of the stardust crusaders with a member who comes from Egypt along with Avdol. As an Egyptian I thought this would be a cool idea .

ONE OF US - STARDUST CRUSADERS X READER

Warnings : none I think, the reader’s age changes according to the character, this can be read as platonic or romantic I think, this is not proofread, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : fluff

Word count : 0.9K words

Additional notes : Hi nonnie! It took me so long to get to this because my requests weren’t opened when you sent it in. I’m an Egyptian myself, so this was especially fun to write! Hope you like this 💗

Tip jar if you’d like to buy me a Ko-Fi!

Masterlist

Now, Jotaro’s pretty much the definition of “Don’t care, didn’t ask”

It’s not that he genuinely doesn’t care out of callousness, but he simply doesn’t feel like it affects him much, nor does it cause any difference in the way he treats them

He does secretly enjoy the fact that they’re closer in age, and so finds it easier to come to them and listen to their tips and tricks for not getting swindled or lost in Cairo

They know the fastest routes to take, the cheapest but best kebda w sogo’ stands, and the most laidback ahwa shops for them to enjoy when they’re resting between stops; something Jotaro greatly appreciates

Stressed as he is, Jotaro can’t deny the fact that he feels his heart twitch in his chest with fondness whenever they share a few drags of shisha at night amidst the bustle of the city

Kakyoin’s usual nonchalance is curbed aside, since his curiosity and inquisitive nature pull him to them

He wants to learn more about their customs and traditions; wants to understand their lifestyle and try his best to fit in—and what better way to do that than to turn to the person who indulges him on his every whim?

Perhaps it’s because Kakyoin happens to be a good listener that they find themself going off on a tangent about how the nightlife comes alive in certain areas for “propriety”, and how revolutionaries wait patiently for their time before the country collapses and carry it on their shoulders, and so much more

When he isn’t keenly absorbing all that information, he’s asking them to teach him how to play tawla, and reveling in the feeling of slowly getting better at the game

He does feel a certain warmth in his face and tummy when he sees the proud smile on their face as they observe him picking up on everything they teach him

Polnareff didn’t care either, but for an entirely different reason: he was set on wooing them eitherways

He’d try to charm them with all the weapons he had in his arsenal, but for an Egyptian who’s so used to it, it’s kind of hard to impress them with flowery words and gestures

What does win them over is his chivalry, which flatters them more than anything; something they intend to repay by taking them to the most affordable but comfortable accommodations they know, which Polnareff is thrilled by

Given his friendship with Avdol, Polnareff definitely goes to them to learn Egyptian cursewords so he can exasperate the man even more (“Erm, pardon, but why does this one refer to someone’s mother’s genitals—“)

Seeing how reliable they are in their current setting definitely endears them even more to him, because it’s well-known that Polnareff finds strength and kindness immensely attractive

Avdol’s pretty much internally weeping with relief at the fact that he’s got another Egyptian with him, given the fact that the others have probably publicly humiliated him on more than one occasion with their lack of awareness

It’s safe to say that there’s a very high possibility that Avdol comes out of this experience with them permanently by his side—and whether as a lifelong friend, or as a permanent partner, it’s entirely up to them

They just get each other; he knows just when they need to take a break from guiding the others and need to unwind with a few cups of shay be laban with him, he knows when they want to cuss out the entire trip in the filthiest choice of words to the one man who can laugh with them, and he knows when they wish to indulge in some termes bel shatta by the Nile Corniche, happily munching and spitting out the shells as they trek closer to the mansion

Avdol’s finely attuned to their wants and needs, and they do the same to him—something that pulls forth all the affections he has burrowed in his chest, and he finds himself enjoying the way they dote on him with twinkling eyes and a knowing smile

The feeling that they’re always sharing an inside joke is what makes Cairo feel more like home than ever, and Avdol doesn’t want to let go of that feeling any time soon

Joseph is… definitely a handful, given that he sometimes unknowingly acts like a typical white old man, whose actions can sometimes come across as tone-deaf or thoughtless

They do know that he doesn’t mean it, though, and that he’s actively trying to unlearn the stereotypes he’s used to, so they take the time to patiently teach him all the right customs and traditions, and correct him on his misconceptions

It’s their kindness that touches him the most; their almost-selflessness shows him just how much they care about him, especially when it’s something as simple as finding him his favorite beer in an obscure Drinkies shop, or replacing his tattered gloves with handmade leather ones from El Wekala

Knowing the city like the back of their hand also increases Joseph’s soft spot for them, seeing as how he tends to get lost among the similar looking streets and hawary, and they always drag him back via the most accessible shortcuts

Joseph smiles wistfully as he sees their youthfulness and the way their presence brightens their dreary group just a little more, and he loses himself in whatever they drag him into, knowing he’d love it anyways

Kebda w sogo’ : liver and sausage

Ahwa : coffee

Shisha : hookah

Tawla : traditional Egyptian board game

Shay be laban : tea with milk

Termes bel shatta : lupin beans with chili

Drinkies : popular alcohol shop

El Wekala : famous place for thrifting clothes and handmade items

Hawary : alleys

Taglist: @blondeboyfriend @mrsgiovanna @boorishbrambling

[sl33paholics]

It's My Turn Now

Request: Neat writing! I hope it isn't too late to request for smut w/ bottom Abdul, I barely see him as a bottom..it's alright if you wouldn't like to, thanks anyways! <3333

Want your request to be seen? Request on my Wattpad here

Bottom!Avdol x Dom!Polnareff

AN: Hopefully I get this out by Christmas but if not then here's your (late) Christmas present

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"Make that sound again."

   Jean looked down at his husband, his legs spread apart seeing the man on his knees licking the sides of his cock in anguish but the look in his eyes screamed dread. He could feel the heavy breathing coming through his nose onto his pubic hair. Taking a puff out of the cigarette that was in his mouth blowing some of the hair out of his view. The strong grip he felt on his legs and the whimpers coming from Muhammad thrilled him.

     But how did it get to this point? The man who is usually the dominant one in the marriage was now on his knees squirming and licking the sides of his cock as if his life depends on it, the pulsing sensation from the vibrator in his ass driving him insane. His toes curled up as saliva started to run down the sides of his mouth. Jean was so turned on by the sight that he didn't think twice about it. Inching forward until his hard cock was touching the tip of Muhammad's tongue he watched as the other man licked it once before taking it in his mouth. Jean felt the throbbing and his body convulsed involuntarily. His back arched against the headboard as he grabbed the sheets underneath him.

    "Fuck, baby!" He moaned as his hands gripped the sheets harder trying to push himself further into his husband's mouth. A hand moved from his thighs to rub around the base of his cock. The texture of his tongue was making him wild. It was almost unbearable but he needed more. He yearned for more. The vibrations running across his dick spurred him on even more. The hand wrapped around his cock stroked his balls rubbing them gently in time with Muhammad's hand moving higher and higher. He moaned louder and louder, feeling a small tingle run through his spine.

    Jean crushed his cigarette on the ashtray, moving his hand as he gripped Muhammad's hair, pulling him away, quickly grasping his hand around his neck, somewhat choking him.

"You like that?" He growled, staring into his lover's eyes and watching the fear appear there. "I knew you would. Now I'll fuck you while you are kneeling right here. Or I could throw you on the bed and fuck you silly." Jean yanked him up so Muhammad could stand on his feet before throwing him on the bed. He straddled his hips placing one knee on each side of his waist keeping his hands on his shoulders. He bent down kissing him deeply and roughly. He bit his lip, sucking on it making Muhammad whimper. Jean continued to kiss him, sucking on his bottom lip and running his tongue over the inside of his mouth. "Take...take it out...take it out please~" He whispered between kisses, his fingers digging into Muhammad's flesh as he pulled him closer. Muhammad moaned out feeling the vibrator being removed from his hole, the pain causing him to let out a low wail. When it was finally out he lay panting, Jean still on top of him.

    He stared into Muhammad's eyes, watching as the fear disappeared, leaving only lust and lust alone. "Please," He whimpered. "Just fuck me already." His voice was hoarse as he begged Jean. He had never begged for anything before and he wasn't sure what possessed him to speak out those remarks, but he wanted to feel the enjoyment and have Jean take it from him. He scanned Jean's eyes as they darkened, his lips curling up into a smirk.

    He aligned his cock with Muhammad's entrance and slowly slid it into the tight opening earning another moan from Muhammad. He took a moment to adapt to his size and then slowly started to plow deeper into him, stretching him open as he shoved to the hilt. They both gasped. As Jean kept pushing deeper into his prostate he watched the fear return. His mind went blank as Jean began pumping in and out of him.

    "Please...please," He pleaded, squeezing his eyes shut. Jean just kept going faster, his pace increasing with each pump in and out. He felt sweat dripping down his forehead, sticking his hair to his forehead and the backs of his neck. It tickled his bare skin, which made it itch. "Please! Please!" he repeated as tears began to fall down his face. Jean leaned down, planting a soft kiss on his neck, leaving marks all over its neck. "Bite...bite me..bite me!" he begged. Jean smiled at his needy tone as he increased the pace, filling the tight channel.

    The feeling was euphoric. Is this what it felt like to acquire the pleasure? The one being the bitch in bed? It was almost too much. Suddenly he couldn't take anymore, he bucked his hips forward slamming into his prostate filling him up with his load. He watched as Muhammad cried out and came. He could see the way his eyes clenched shut and the way his mouth hung agape. It was the most captivating thing Jean had ever seen and when the man opened his eyes he looked straight into his.

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It has been an hour since they fucked their brains out and their bodies were sticky with cum, sweat, and sex. Muhammad was still coming down from the high looking over at Jean who was busy watching television. He smiled up at the man, his dark brown hair messily covering his forehead. His cheeks were slightly flushed and his lips were puckered in bliss. "Had fun? I told you I'm able to top you." He chuckled and leaned down kissing him softly, his tongue darting out to lick at his swollen lips. "It was a scary experience, but you were able to prove yourself." He kissed him again, pulling back to stare into his eyes.

"That's because my body likes you. You're mine, forever and always. I plan on making you mine forever."

His heart fluttered at the words. That's what he'd been waiting for.

[inkpot909]

You Gotta Buy Them a Rose… (Kakyoin x Reader Headcanons)

↳ Headcanon list of how the other Crusaders advise Kakyoin on how he should ask you out. Gender neutral Reader with they/them pronouns. Everyone lives AU. Polnareff and Avdol are written as a couple because it’s canon.

A/n: This idea came to me late at night and I physically couldn’t stop working on it until I was done. The Crusaders are all disasters and Kakyoin is especially so for thinking asking them for relationship advice is a good idea. Hope y’all enjoy!

Warning(s): Canon-typical swearing.

There’s no point in denying it: Kakyoin’s fallen head over heels for you.

And although the feeling is a foreign one, it’s not unwelcome. Suddenly, all music gushing about a love dropping into one’s life unexpectedly makes complete sense to him. Every gushy line, every cliché- it all circles back to you in his mind.

Kakyoin’s confident… mostly.

While a part of him does fear rejection, his main concern is how to even approach asking you out. As much as those previously mentioned picture-perfect serenades remind him of you, they’re not exactly something to rely on. Especially not movies or TV shows.

He doesn’t necessarily want to wait for you to ask him, figuring that since he likes you, he should man up and ask himself. Truly, he does want to take the initiative.

So, he goes to the other Crusaders for advice. After all, they’re his closest circle of friends. At the very least, he knows he’d pull honest answers each of them…

#1: Joseph Joestar

Well… he is married, after all.

That was Kakyoin’s line of reasoning. It’s not a bad assessment to make. Sure, Mr. Joestar is a little goofy at times. But clearly, whatever he’s doing has got to work… right? 

Clearing his throat first, Kakyoin asked Mr. Joestar on what he thinks he should do.

The elderly man’s eyes lit up almost instantly, and a wide grin followed. His immediate excitement brought a smile to Kakyoin’s face as well, a little touched by the sincerity of Mr. Joestar’s glee.

So what went wrong? He started talking.

He began detailing how “delicate” the development of romance is. That he’s got to flirt and flirt and flirt and flirt. All while boasting about how Kakyoin went to the right person despite very clearly having no clue what he was talking about.

“Just tell me… what worked for you, Mr. Joestar?”

“Well, I flirted with her- that’s key. I won her heart with my smooth charisma. Then… uh… don’t remember exactly what happened after that. But! I know she nursed me back to health after I got injured and then we got married. Yeah… that’s pretty much what happened. I think.”

“Wait… you never asked Mrs. Joestar out on a date before marrying her?”

“No.”

“Have you asked anyone on a date before?”

“Yes… uh, maybe. I don’t really remember.”

Mortified; Kakyoin was absolutely mortified.

After sitting through Mr. Joestar’s lecture, Kakyoin politely gave him his thanks. With a forced smile, he told him he’d think over his advice.

The old man seemed pleased with that, at least.

Truthfully, the only thing Kakyoin thought over after the conversation was why on earth he asked a man who got married in the 1930s for relationship advice.

#2: Muhammad Avdol

Okay, okay… so Mr. Joestar’s advice wasn’t Kakyoin’s speed. That’s fine. It was sort of nice hearing about Mr. Joestar’s youth (Kakyoin’s doing his best to stay positive).

Honestly, he doesn’t know what he was thinking. Going to Mr. Joestar first…? Really?

Surely Avdol would give him better advice. He is much more levelheaded, and it’s likely in part due to that quality that his relationship with Polnareff is sailing smoothly.

Plus, the two didn’t get married after a couple of months at most! Now we’re talking.

Avdol seemed humbled at the question; grateful that Kakyoin trusted him enough to ask.

The two shared a laugh over Mr. Joestar’s goofy approach to giving advice. The two adults are old friends, and Kakyoin couldn’t help himself. He knew Avdol would get a kick out of it.

Afterwards, Avdol went on to offer his own wisdom on the subject. It’s as straightforward as it gets. His attitude on the matter is simply, “Just go ahead and ask them out.”

His reasoning is that worrying about waiting too long or fussing over the perfect moment is just going to cause more anxiety to fill his mind. He understood the worry; we were all 17 once. But (a bit ominously) Avdol warned he’d likely regret procrastinating.

It’s something Kakyoin definitely needed to hear.

Out of everyone, Avdol’s advice is the most reasonable. That said, Kakyoin can’t help but feel like he should still do something besides just asking. Because he genuinely thinks you deserve something sweet- something thought out.

He told Avdol this, and the Egyptian man hummed while tapping his chin. After mulling it over for a moment, he turned back to Kakyoin with a smile.

“Would you like me to do a tarot reading on it?”

#3: Jean Pierre Polnareff

Kakyoin’s getting desperate.

The tarot reading was interesting, though. According to Avdol, the odds are in his favor. That said, he’s not going to leave this up to fate only.

And there’s no wingman in the world better than Polnareff.

He’s known about Kakyoin’s feelings for you for a long time. Although annoying at times, the Frenchman is usually very perceptive when it comes to romance (in any relationship other than his own). He was the first to ever say something about it, much to Kakyoin’s chagrin.

When Kakyoin finally came to him for help, Polnareff was just as ecstatic as Mr. Joestar had been.

He’s quick tease the teen about it, going on and on about how it was “only a matter of time before you’d need my expertise.” The more he talked, the more Kakyoin regretted his decision.

That said, the redhead does admit that Polnareff brought up one interesting point.

“Environment.”

“Pardon?”

“It’s not so much how you ask them out- but where.”

Polnareff says that scenic surroundings certainly adds to the mood and may even heighten his confidence beforehand. Not only that, but taking you somewhere with the intention of asking you out shows implicit initiative. It shows care; which is something Polnareff is sure you’ll recognize.

The advice was quite sound, to Kakyoin’s surprise. At this point, he wasn’t expecting much. Too bad Polnareff- much like Mr. Joestar -was too busy boasting most of the conversation.

Towards the end of their discussion, Polnareff assured Kakyoin that it would all be good. He would know! He knows all about relationships. He did ask Avdol out, after all. Just as he said that, Avdol walked in with a raised eyebrow.

“You didn’t ask me out. I did; after weeks of you walking circles around me.”

Polnareff cleared his throat, and was damn near ready to start shoving Kakyoin out the door. “Okay! Thanks for the talk Kakyoin; remember what I said! See you later then!”

#4: Jotaro Kujo

“Good grief… why the hell are you asking me that?”

Honestly, Kakyoin has no idea himself.

What was he thinking? His best friend’s clear disinterest in romantic relationships is the reason why he went to the others in the first place. Why ask Jotaro for relationship advice?

Ask Jotaro for relationship advice… it doesn’t even sound right.

That said, Kakyoin’s still a bit bitter about it. If not, at least petty. He decided afterward that the next time Jotaro goes to him looking for advice, he’ll give him the same exact response.

[mamoru-chiba-ua]

AvPol April 2024

Day 24:  Apology

#jojo

Я трошки прихворіла, але це мене не зупинить в тому, щоб закінчити челендж ✨

[starry-snippets]

avdol + pda

☆ literally a gentleman and doesn't do much pda past kissing your hand, check, nose, forehead, and holding your hand

☆ if you do like pda he'll increase that to hugs, pecks on the lip, and resting his head on your head/shoulder

☆ is into pda roughly the same level as kakyoin, but displays it differently. not nearly as indifferent as jotaro or as infatuated with it as polnareff

☆ he loves you. so he likes your touches and touching you, but he cares more about your comfort whether that's very much pro or against pda

☆ considers giving you his jacket a form of pda too and it's one of his favorites! seeing you in his clothing makes you so happy, especially if you're cold and wrap yourself entirely in his jacket

[junosartsthetic]

Can we get some SDC boys reacting to y/n confessing their love to them while away from the group? (Ps I’m also a polnareff fangirl eek)

This took so goddamn long I am so sorry. I have been working on this forever but kept getting stuck and distracted but anyway here we are!

Confessions

Warnings for the rest of the parts: general fluffy stuff, some angst, kissing in Joseph's part

Warnings for Polnareff's part specifically because I got horny during his. Sorry: NSFW, descriptions of sex, afab!reader, I tried to keep the scene vague, orgasms, unprotected sex (implied birth control use)

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You weren’t sure when you started to fall for him. Was it love at first sight? Was it a slow build of feelings? Was it a sudden pulse of attraction? It’s like your mind blurred whenever you thought about it. You supposed it didn’t really matter. All you knew was, at the last leg of your journey with the crusaders, only a few days before reaching Dio’s mansion, you had to tell him. If it was the last thing you did, you had to.

You promised yourself that you’d tell, and would live with his answer, regardless of what it was. The future of everyone’s lives was at stake facing such a powerful enemy. You refused to die without telling him your feelings. It was the right thing to do. Right?

And so, having asked to share a room with him for the night, you had the perfect opportunity to confess. It’s just. . . it’s like you couldn’t get the words out. 

Jotaro Kujo

“You okay over there?” Jotaro asked, donning his usual uniform as he laid on his bed. The television droned on in front of him. His hat was off for once, placed on his nightstand. You always liked when he took his hat off. He looked so nice. Well, he always looked nice. In an attractive sort of way, that is. He had the exact opposite of a kind face. Still, there was something lurking just under the surface that gave you. . . comfort?

As of late you couldn’t even look at him without your feelings overwhelming you, leading to a flustered goodbye as you made your exit. It was highly embarrassing, and yet you couldn’t help it. Not only were you desperately pining, you also got stuck falling for a guy who calls his own mother a bitch. Lucky you.

Currently, you sat on your chosen bed, already in your pajamas, with a worried look on your face. When you heard your companion’s words, you lifted your head up to meet his gaze. He stared, unwavering.

“I’m fine,” you replied, quickly diverting your eyes to the T.V. “I’m just. . . thinking about how to say something, I guess.”

“What do you mean, how to say something?” he quipped, rolling his eyes as he spoke. “Just say what you mean. There’s no point in thinking too much about it. If you know what to say, then spit it out. It’s annoying when people try to sugar-coat things.” 

“If you fell in love with someone. . . would you tell them?” you murmured back. You pulled your knees to your chest, resting your chin on them as you wrapped your arms around yourself pathetically. You felt so. . . small at the moment. How were you supposed to save the world if you couldn’t even speak your feelings? “There’s, well, someone I want to confess to before we all face Dio, but I don’t know if I should.”

“Is that what’s bothering you? Good grief. Just tell them. I’m guessing it’s someone in our group, right? If they can stand traveling almost 50 days with you, then they won’t just abandon you if you confess.”

You let out a sigh. How pitifully ironic. He was giving you advice to confess even though he was the one you needed to confess to. “I guess. . . I just promised myself I’d spill, too. . . but I just don’t know. . .”

“It’s Kakyoin, isn’t it?” Jotaro gruffed. “You two are always sharing a room, talking with each other about fuck-knows what.”

You shook your head, stifling a laugh at his odd use of foul language. “He’s a sweetheart and I do adore him, but only platonically. It’s not him.”

“Polnareff then.”

You shook your head again. “I love him like a brother. It’s not him either.”

“Avdol.”

Another head shake. “Just another good friend.”

Jotaro’s face curled into a disgusted expression. “The shitty old man?”

You let out a breathy laugh. “Absolutely not. God, that would be weird, especially given—”

“It has to be Kakyoin then,” he interrupted. “I named everyone.”

Taking in a breath, you shook your head. He could be so. . . clueless sometimes, despite his street-smarts. “It’s. . . you, Jotaro. I’ve fallen for you, you dumbass.”

He stared at the television screen, dumbfounded. He moved to pull his hat down, but it wasn’t on his head. His normally annoyed expression blossomed into a red and flustered visage. He ran a hand through his hair, speechless. He didn’t even grunt at your crude nickname.

You had to admit, an embarrassed Jotaro looked kind of cute. You knew underneath his facade there was something else. Someone vulnerable and emotional and. . . adorable.

“Good grief. . . me? Why?” he turned to look at you and you shrugged, pulling at the strings of your pajamas. 

“I dunno,” you replied dumbly. “It’s just what my heart decided. I’m just along for the ride.”

Noriaki Kakyoin

“Hey, did you hear me?” the red-head questioned, pulling you from your love-sick daydreams. You sat in the hotel’s arm chair, nestling your curled body against the comfortable cushions. Your eyes moved to look at Kakyoin laying on the hotel bed, already in his pajamas. He had a book in his hands, though he didn’t seem very interested in reading it given that he had been trying to talk to you for the past few minutes.

He huffed, shutting the book and setting it to his side. He sat up, leaning forward to capture your full attention. “What’s up with you lately? You’ve been out of it. Are you feeling okay?”

You nodded halfheartedly, sighing as you leaned against the chair, eyes now darting aimlessly around the ceiling. “Physically? Fine. Mentally? Like I’ve been hit by a bus.”

Kakyoin frowned, scooting to the edge of the bed. He swung his legs off, facing your chair tucked in the corner of the room. You reluctantly uncurled yourself, wordlessly sitting next to him. The bed cushioned around you. You knew he would want to pry sooner-or-later. And you also knew you weren’t about to get away from this conversation now that he brought up your moody state

“Talk to me,” he said. “Who’s been bothering you?”

“Don’t you mean what?”

“No. I mean who. The only consistencies with our trip have been people. Us and the enemies. So who is it?”

You huffed. “You’re too perceptive sometimes, ya know that?”

“So I’m right. It is a who.”

“Yes, yes,” you confirmed. “It’s something regarding someone that has been gnawing at me and it’s really messing with my mental state. . .”

“Is this about Polnareff and his flirting with you? That man can’t restrain himself around pretty women. It’s really something he needs to work on.”

Your heart skipped a beat. He just called you pretty. Kakyoin just called you pretty! You stifled the urge to clap in happiness. You quickly composed yourself, crossing your arms. “No, that doesn’t bother me. He just does it to be sweet now. And I appreciate the compliments he gives me. Trust me, if I wasn’t okay with it, you know how it would end.”

He clicked his tongue, thinking. “Is it the opposite, then? Do you have feelings for him?”

You waved that idea off. “He’s a gentleman and all, but not really my type. Too. . . well, just too much, really.” You laughed softly. 

“Hmm. I see. What’s wrong, then? You know you can talk to me. And it’s better to say what you feel than holding it inside. That’s dangerous, even, with what we’re doing.”

“I know, I just—what if, when I say what I feel, I ruin everything? With the end of this trip getting closer and closer every day, I am petrified of losing him not only as a friend, but as someone in my life.”

He tucked a strand of his hair aside, looking you in the eyes. Gently, he placed a hand on your knee. “Well then, you have nothing to lose, then, right? Who knows what will happen days from now. Not anyone! It’s stupid to worry about losing this person if we’re all ending up at the same place anyway. We all have a goal. Defeat Dio. And nothing you say to any of us will change that. I assure you.”

You let out a shaky sigh. “Well, since you’re so sure of yourself—I’ve had feelings for you—I do have feelings for you. Since I can’t remember when. It feels like we’ve known each other for years. And I can’t get you out of my head.”

He let out a laugh. A laugh that fluttered the butterflies in your stomach. “Wow. I—I’m not laughing at you. I just—I’m such an idiot. All this time, and I could’ve told you my own feelings from the start?”

“I don’t understand. . .”

He moved his hand upwards, squeezing your thigh. His other hand gently caressed your heated cheeks. “Don’t you get it? I feel the same way.”

Muhammad Avdol

It was the most frustrating thing, falling for the person you’d usually talk to about stuff like this. He was always there for you, listening to every word you had to say and giving honest advice—though some were not perfect. That was part of why you loved him so much, though. He cared enough to try to understand and help solve your issues, even if he didn’t succeed. You weren’t even sure when ‘love’ became ‘in love’. It was like one day you woke up and couldn’t stop picturing a future with him. Was it the ever-decreasing days to get to Dio? Was it too long in the desert heat? Did you hit your head? Who knows. Did it really matter? All you knew was you were down bad, and as much as you tried, you couldn’t hide it from him.

Of course, Avdol took note of your new attitude change, but you kept brushing his concerns aside. It wasn’t like you could tell him he was the reason for it. It’s just. . . you’d rather have him as a friend forever than confess to him and lose him. You couldn’t bear the thought of not having him in your life anymore. Remaining as a pining friend was good enough for you.

And yet. . . you couldn’t even sleep without dreaming of him. It was pathetic, honestly. You felt like a middle-schooler with the way you were crushing on him. 

You clutched your head in frustration, sitting up in bed. It was near pitch black in the hotel room, but you could just barely make out the figure of Avdol sleeping in the bed next to yours.

Fighting back a sigh, you crawled out of bed, making your way to the only window in the room. You pried it open, enjoying the cool air enveloping your tired body. Lazily, you leaned against the sill, eyes drooping but resisting the urge to shut permanently. You basked in the moonlight, hoping that it would somehow drown out all of your issues. You were completely lost as to what to do, but maybe just looking at the stars for a while will give you some sort of clue.

Unbeknownst to you, a form stirred in the darkness, and he sat up groggily. Avdol began to open his mouth, but your figure in the moonlight gave him pause. He missed seeing your face so calm. Recently, you’d only thrown him scattered glances and hurried responses. It was strange. It was like something had possessed you, puppetting you around against his wishes. He would do anything to have a complete conversation with you again. But as of late he couldn’t keep his head on straight. Any comments he could think of were washed away in the tide of your curious eyes and bright smile. 

You had Avdol wrapped around your finger and you didn’t even know it. He just needed to tell you. But the courage always drained before he got the chance.

A sudden surge struck him, infiltrating his mind before he could stop himself. “Can’t sleep?”

He said softly, careful not to startle you.

You turned to look at your companion, his groggy appearance and tilted bonnet only adding to his sleepy charm. A smile graced your features. “Yeah. Sorry. Did I wake you?”

“It’s alright. What’s bothering you?” he asked, sliding out of bed to join you in your stargazing. His hands rested against the window sill, brushing against yours.

“I’ve been thinking about you,” you blurted out, filter clogged with sleepiness. Did you just say that out loud?

He laughed his usual deep rumbling laugh. “That’s flattering. I’ve had you on my mind, as well.”

“All good things, I hope?”

“Very.”

Your face burned. Did he call out his stand? Why did you suddenly feel so hot? “Like what?”

“I’m not sure if I should say,” he confessed, a large hand moving overtop yours. He traced your digits absentmindedly, as if studying your hand’s every detail. “I’m not usually a shy man, but you’ve cast a spell on me. Admittedly, I’ve missed times like this with you. You’ve been so distant lately. Have I done something wrong?”

You shook your head. “No, not at all. The opposite, actually. I’m afraid that if I. . . even look at you, I’ll. . .”

“Fall in love.”

Your voices overlapped, echoing in the small space. His hand intertwined with yours.

“I’m a fortune teller. I had a feeling.”

You instinctively tried to curl away, but he pulled you in close. You could feel his soft night clothes against your skin. Smell his warm and fiery scent. Hear his heart beating rhythmically in his chest. He was so close. So close you could. . .

Wordlessly, his lips met yours.

Jean Pierre Polnareff

Ironically, you and he were too busy enraptured in a deep kiss for you to speak your mind, his fingers trailing lower and lower down your abdomen. It was something you and he often did—sleeping with each other not for love, but for a stress reliever. Someone to be close to. To feel. To touch. To explore. You both had a shared need to wash away your clouded minds, and so you came to a mutual agreement. At the beginning, you both made it perfectly clear there were no strings or feelings attached. It was just lust. Temporary highs the two of you craved that could eventually be set aside once you parted ways.

The distant feeling of fingers spreading you open flashed in your brain.

But there was a problem. It wasn’t just lust anymore. All the flirting and teasing and fucking, well, somewhere in all that you started to fall in love. You didn’t want to go your separate ways after all this. You didn’t want to find a new friend with benefits. You wanted him. Not just sensually. But romantically. You wanted to see and experience every part of him.

Your core lubricated quickly, his steady fingers working you in all the right places.

But. . . to change your current relationship? That was something you were too afraid to initiate. What if he leaves you all together? What if—

“Spread your legs for me, cherie.”

You almost forgot your current situation, pinned down and naked under a muscled Frenchman horny-out-of-his-mind. You obeyed his command, your legs sliding to rest on either side of his massive thighs as he steadied himself.

A familiar fullness rutted within you, and like always, you felt a breathless high begin to build. Though you and he had done this many times, and you were practically shaped for him now, it still drove you crazy. With every stroke inside, you gasped in silent pleasure, and your nails dug into his toned back as he continued his fluid but fast pace. He was never one to hold back, especially after a long but stressful day.

You knew he was close as his pace turned sloppy, and your own orgasm threatened to burst from your stuffed entrance.

He moaned breathlessly in your ear, his cum spilling to splatter your walls. Your entire body twitched in anticipation. Delicate hands gripped his head in support as you came harshly. There was only one sentence on your lips as you drowned in your high. “Don’t leave me.”

Polnareff, lips pressed against your neck as he marked your skin, groped your breast in response. He was never good at this falling in love stuff, so he figured he’d show his true feelings rather than tell.

“I’m here, cherie,” he whispered, kissing up your jawline. “I’ll always be here.” 

Joseph Joestar

You would think you’d be embarrassed about liking a man who was older than your father when you weren’t even thirty yet, but the way your heart pounded when you looked at him felt too good to feel bad about. You couldn’t help it.

So what he was pushing 70? His body, mind, and wit were as sharp as ever. He gave you goosebumps at every slight touch. His handsome smile made you swoon. 

He was the man of your dreams.

But how to tell him. . . ?

You bit your lip, busying yourself with the hotel’s notepad. You scribbled mindlessly in a useless attempt to calm your mind. He’d be up any minute now, just finishing his drink at the bar.

Letting out a groan, you decided to clear your thoughts with a shower. Hopefully the rushing water would drown everything out. 

You rustled through your bag, grabbing your pajamas and fresh undergarments. Padding to the bathroom, you tossed your change of clothes on the counter before turning on the water. 

You let out a sigh as you tested the temperature with your palm, feeling the hot shower soothe your flushed skin. You pulled your hand out, stripping quickly. You quickly shut the door before stepping in. 

Perfect. No thoughts. Just hot water and steam. You closed your eyes, muscles relaxing. . . 

The room door opening alerted you to Joseph’s entrance. Ignoring the fluttering in your chest, you began to wash yourself.

A second door opening shocked you, and you turned to see the shadow of Joseph enter the bathroom. Good thing the shower curtain wasn’t see-through.

“I’m in here!” you called over the sounds of running water. 

“I’ll only be a second, I’m just brushin’ my teeth before headin’ to bed!” he replied.

Despite everything, your heart raced in nervousness. 

Panicking, you misstepped, leading to your soaked body tumbling against the shower curtain. It whipped outward, leaving you falling towards the ground. You let out a gasp, preparing to hit the hard bathroom tile.

Muscled arms grasped your body, pulling you against a firm chest. Grasping for anything to steady yourself, you latched onto his shoulders, leaving you pressed up against his body as you regained your footing. 

After the immediate shock of almost colliding with the floor left you, your new situation flooded your senses.

Joseph must’ve felt your heart pounding because he moved his hands away, making sure you were steady before backing away entirely. 

You snatched your towel from the rack, quickly covering your nude form. 

“You okay, sweetheart?” he asked, concern in his gravelly voice.

You nodded, catching your breath. “I’m so sorry,” you whimpered, embarrassment overwhelming you. What a horrible situation. What the hell were you supposed to do now?

“I’m the one that came in unannounced and scared ya,” he replied, rubbing his neck. “Sorry this old man had to see ya naked.”

“I’d rather it was you than anyone else,” you blurted out. Your eyes widened as you covered your mouth. Jesus Christ. Get a grip! What the hell was that? “Sorry! That was wrong of me to say! I just mean. . . “

“Just mean. . .?”

Pushing aside your nervousness, you began to speak. “Look, I, uhh, I don’t know how to say this without sounding not weird, so. . . I guess I’m just gonna say it. I have, umm. . . well. . . feelings for you. And I have for a while now. Like. . . romantic feelings.”

“Wha—are—me? Sweetheart, did you hit your head just now?”

You shook your head, pulling the towel tighter against you as your body shivered with anxiety. You wanted to curl up and die at the moment. Why would you confess? He obviously would just be weirded out. What was wrong with you? “No, I—, Sorry,” you mumbled. “Just forget I said anything. I just needed to get it off my chest. . .”

He placed a tentative hand on your head, ruffling your hair. “You don’t want an old geezer like me,” he muttered.

In a sudden burst of angry energy, you grabbed his hand, pulling it down and meeting his eyes. You couldn’t take it anymore. You needed him to reject you once-and-for-all. You couldn’t live in suspense anymore. You needed to hear him say no. Maybe then you’d finally drop your crush. “Don’t gimme that. Just tell me to get dressed and leave and we can both pretend this never happened. Don’t sugar-coat it. Please. I can’t have my stomach in knots over you anymore.”

He swallowed thickly, embarrassment coating his cheeks. His bright eyes stared into yours. “I, uhh, I can’t.”

“Why not?” you whispered, bringing his hand against your chest to feel your racing heart. “Please, just tell me you don’t see me like that. Tell me you don’t want me. I need to hear it. I need to hear it to get you out of my head, Joseph.”

He moved his other hand to caress your cheek. “I told ya, I can’t. With you standing here like this. . . all I wanna do is make you mine. I can’t say I don’t want ya, because I do. And it’s all I can think about.”

You stepped forward, pressing yourself against him. “Then make me yours.”

Lips crashed into yours.

[yournameiswhat]

Hate being sick!!!😫