#oldseph

[hangingoffence]

whats worse than one joseph? two josephs

bonus:

[virgothozul]

[rougepancake]

marie you sharing that art of old hoeseph vs young hoeseph got me thinking of a threesome most foul.......

OHHH MY GODDDDDD

DOUBLE THE TROUBLE

FT. Oldseph and Young Joseph Joestar; (fem!reader)

WARNINGS: Minors and ageless blogs dni. Sexually explicit content under cut. Threesome, cunnilingus, oldseph is experienced and youngseph is not, let’s just say that oldseph teaches youngseph how to treat a woman, little bit o’ selfcest, mentions of oral towards the end, masturbation. NOT proofread.

How did this happen? One moment you’re fighting a stand user alongside Mr Joestar and the next you’re helping… younger him off of the ground. The stand user was nowhere to be seen, which meant that you and Mr Joestar were now stuck with Joseph, who wouldn’t stop asking questions.

“Where am I? How did I get here? Are you… me? Damn I’m fine! Who are you? Damn you’re fine too!” Joseph rambled on nonsensically, checking himself out alongside you. “I aged like a fine wine, didn’t I?” He looked directly at you, wearing a shit eating grin.

“Mr Joestar, what do we do now?” You turned to look at the older man, who was not paying a single bit of attention to you. “Mr Joestar??” He smiled at the sight of his younger self, his eyes shining mischievously.

“Hey what’s that look for?” Joseph raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms defensively. Though, he had a point, what was that look for?

“See Y/n! I told you I was a looker when I was younger!” Mr Joestar exclaimed, shouting in glee as he ran over to Joseph. He grabbed the younger man by his shoulders and shook him silly. “You can’t even deny it! Just look at this guy!!”

“Mr Joestar.” You rolled your eyes and frowned at him. “What are we going to do about younger you? We can’t just let the others see him.”

“Hey! I have a name, you know!”

“Shut it dipshit! I’m thinking!” Your comeback immediately silenced him, and he almost looked surprised by the fact that you had such energy in you. “Mr Joestar, we should take him back to the hotel. We can get him a room and such, but we’ve gotta keep him somewhere while we figure out how to get rid of him.”

The older man nodded, grabbing you by the arm and pulling you aside. “Listen. It’s younger me we’re dealing with. And if I know myself, that little shit isn’t going to listen to us worth a damn. So he’s gonna stay in your room.” He looked over at Joseph, who was talking to himself as he observed the wall he was leaning against.

“Hard pass.”

“What?! Why not?!?” Clearly he wasn’t expecting that response, but it’s not like he could fight you on it. “Fine. He’ll stay in my room. I’ll kick out Avdol and make him sleep with Polnareff.”

Looking over at Joseph, you sighed, shaking your head. “Sure. Sounds like a plan.” You held back a chuckle as you made eye contact with Joseph, who immediately smiled. He was like a puppy.

And you’d be damned if you didn’t find him adorable.

“Just stop by my room if you need anything. It’s not like I’ll get a lot of sleep anyways.” You waved lazily and wandered off towards the hotel. And while you maintained a calm composure, you were panicking internally.

Two Josephs?!? You were so fucked.

The sound of soft knocking at your door pulled you from your slumber, nearly scaring the shit out of you. Who could possibly up at this hour? Was it an enemy stand user?? You hopped out of your bed and stumbled towards the door, taking a defensive stance as you opened it.

And naturally, you were met with the face of Mr Joestar.

“Mr Joestar. What are you doing here?” You mumbled and stepped aside, allowing him to come into your room. Behind him followed Joseph, who looked wide awake.

“He won’t let me sleep. You watch him for a bit.” He spoke as if you were Joseph’s mother and he were his exhausted father.

“Hell no. He’s literally you,” with a huff, you plopped back down onto the bed. Who did he think he was to demand such a thing of you? Why can’t he just find a way to shut Joseph up himself?? “Just feed him or something.”

“You’re talking about me like I’m an animal.” Joseph’s voice whispered into your ear. When had he gotten so close?? And what was with that tone of voice??? “I’m not.”

“Do you not know the values of personal space?!” You kicked him away and sat up, crossing your arms. From your position you could see Mr Joestar and Joseph eyeing you, one gaze exhausted and the other bright and bubbly.

“What? Can I not appreciate your beauty?”

Oh he thought he was smooth for that one.

“Joseph, let’s not do this now.” Mr Joestar grumbled, shaking his head. “Can’t believe I’m talking to myself.”

“Neither can I.” A yawn slipped through your lips, a gasp quickly following afterwards as your back collided with the mattress. Joseph trapped you between his arms, his eyes wide as he stared down at you.

“You know, you sure are pretty.”

“Pretty?” You felt the mattress shift as Mr Joestar adjusted himself, scooting closer to you. “Joseph that’s now how you woo a woman.”

“Oh yeah?!” Joseph challenged, looking up at him with a scowl. “Since you’re so good, why don’t you show me? Just how exactly do I ‘woo a woman’ old man?”

You barely even noticed that Mr Joestar had moved to sit behind you, his chest pressing against your back. “W-Woah now- what’s this about-??” Your voice cracked as you spoke, only furthering your embarrassment. His strong arms wrapped around your waist as his head rested in the crook of your neck, his breath warm against your skin.

“You see Joseph, you’ve gotta treat her like a queen. If you don’t, then she’ll dip.” Mr Joestar ignored your protests and began to kiss your neck, his beard tickling you slightly. His touch was light as a feather. And it made your face flush.

“You’ve gotta be gentle,” he whispered against your skin, one of his hands slipping underneath the waistband of your shorts while the other held you in place. “Right Y/n?”

Was this a dream?? It seemed so surreal, especially since you’ve always found the man to be attractive.

“Right, Mr J-Joestar…” you were breathless, with your head rolled back and your eyes squeezed shut. Even if it is just a dream, you were willing to take advantage of it.

“I see…” Joseph’s eyes were focused on you, his gaze practically searing into your skin. The bed dipped as he leaned forward, and you felt his hand on your cheek. “Gentle, you say? What if she likes it rough?”

“Well you’ve gotta build up to that, Joseph. She’ll tell you what she wants in time.” Right as he said that, his finger rubbed against your clit, causing you to gasp. “See? She likes that.”

That bastard. He was really taking his time, wasn’t he?

Your hips bucked against his hand as he pushed your shorts down, spreading your legs so that he could give Joseph the full view. However, the brunette couldn’t have cared less about what the older man was doing to you. He was too busy working up the courage to kiss you.

Mr Joestar rubbed his finger along your folds slowly, his lips still pressed against your neck as he collected your slick. Then, right as he pushed his finger into you, Joseph smashed his lips onto yours.

Your mouth opened in a silent moan, and Joseph took that as his sign to shove his tongue into your mouth. He wasn’t a good kisser by any means, but god the feeling was sending you over the edge.

Joseph’s hands ran along the sides of your body as he kissed you. He seemed confident, just like his older counterpart, and it turned you on.

“Joseph-“ You were cut off by the loud whine that escaped you, as Mr Joestar had added another finger to the mix. You felt like you were melting, and your body leaned back into his and further away from Joseph.

“See? Take things slow and she’ll be nice and ready.”

“I get it. Let me try…” Joseph leaned forward and removed Mr Joestar’s fingers. Your reaction made him smirk, and he wasted no time slipping two fingers into your entrance. Mr Joestar took that as his sign to undress, slipping off his shirt and unbuckling his pants while Joseph fingered you.

Another moan was torn from you, as his pace much faster than the older man’s. It was starting to drive you crazy, especially since you could now feel Mr Joestar’s hardened cock against your back.

“Y/n… would you like to help me out over here..?” He asked you sweetly, taking your hand and guiding it to his dick. Once he got you situated, he smiled at Joseph, as if to brag that you were touching him first.

Joseph didn’t like that idea, and did about the only thing he could think of.

“You know, if you don’t stop being a douche then I might have to French kiss you.” Joesph’s lips formed into a smirk, satisfied by both your reaction and Mr Joestar’s. But the old man’s surprise was short lived.

“Why don’t you then?”

God they really were the same person, weren’t they?

You continued to stroke Mr Joestar’s cock, your pace quickening as Joseph hesitated, forcing the old man’s head to roll back. A low moan passed through his lips that made your stomach flip, and apparently Joseph was just as entranced.

“I’ll pass…” he mumbled and lowered himself between your legs, his nose brushing against your clit. Joseph hummed, experimentally wrapping his lips around it and sucking, chuckling as you squirmed.

Mr Joestar clamped a hand over your lips as you stroked him, his voice wavering. “Now now, remember what you said? We can’t let the others know…” He leaned into you weakly, another moan escaping him. “So keep quiet, okay y/n? Be a good girl and let me teach Joseph how to handle you.”

[kuttblueberry]

Some quick doodles from yesterday. Trying to figure out how to draw all these characters again it's been so looong

Also I randomized a colour palette for Speedwagon, I'd like to do more eventually <3

[1ovede1uxe]

jjba • “can you get me pads” scenario

Featuring the main animated Jojos, all 3 Jotaro eras, and both main Josephs (not peepaw).

grey text is their response xx

Some have more than one bc I’m indecisive and yes I reused some replies. thank u all for being patient w my lack of consistency in posting <3 also, I hope you all see this, I hope this doesn’t get taken down.

masterlist :)

[ghosttrea-archived]

original idea by @kwosh1n on twitter

original post linked here

[risquefanfics457]

Could you maybe do a stardust crusaders imagine but with a reader who starts having a sensory meltdown? i'm neurodivergent, and I sometimes get those overloads?

i put a link to what a sensory overload is. you dont have to answer, but i enjoy your wrting

https://www.health.qld.gov.au/newsroom/features/sensory-overload-is-real-and-can-affect-any-combination-of-the-bodys-five-senses-learn-ways-to-deal-with-it#:~:text=Sensory%20overload%20is%20when%20your,%2C%20flight%2C%20or%20freeze%20mode.

I hear you. Sensory overloads can be hell. Neurodiverents unite!

You didn't specify if it was romantic or platonic so I'm going to keep it platonic.

Anyway, ENJOY!

JOSEPH

Joseph has gotten used to handling situations that are overwhelming. He’s grown to be more quiet overtime, but let’s be honest here, it’s still Joseph. He’s going to worry. When you begin to look uncomfortable, he’s going to ask what’s up. Don’t lie to him, he can tell something is wrong, the man is a father, and he learned the tell tale signs of discomfort with his own little family. 

When he asks and you don’t respond immediately, he’s going to pause and pull you aside to make sure you heard him. 

“Y/N, are you alright?”

“…”

“Are you feeling unwell? Sick?”

You shrug

“Okay, let’s sit down.” He puts his hand on your arm and you flinch at the contact, which makes the overstimulation flare. When you yank your arm away from him, he’s going to be suspicious that maybe there’s a much bigger issue at play but he’s going to lead you away from the crowd and get you to sit.

“Can you tell me what’s the matter?”

A panic attack seizes in your throat and he can see it, “Can you talk to me?”

Your palms sweat and shake your head with shame.

“Okay, well, can you point to anything that you need?”

You shake your head again, closing your eyes, trying to avoid the harsh light.

“Okay…” Joseph tries to problem solve, “Can you point to what is bothering you?”

You manage to your ears

“Your ears hurt?”

You shake your head

“Is something in your ear?”

You shake your head again, this time covering your ears.

“It’s too loud.” He realizes. He thinks for a moment. “Hold on.”

You notice he pulls something from his pocket, earbuds. Connected to them is a Walkman, he unplugs them and holds the cord out to you, “you can put them in, it’s not much, but they’ll make it a bit quieter until I can find some earplugs.”

It’s a few minutes before Joseph comes back and puts a pair of earplugs beside you and a pair of headphones, “Use either. They’re the highest quality, so don’t worry.”

JOTARO

Jotaro can’t lose it. He’s got too much riding on him. If things go sideways, he would never forgive himself for the consequences, that is if he made it out alive. Because of this, Jotaro isn’t very in touch with his own emotions and prefers to keep them tamped down and if not in danger, he might actively ignore some signs of a sensory overload. He just doesn’t have the mental capacity to deal with it. Don’t mistake this for a lack of empathy or effort, he’s just way out of his depth here. That being said, if things really escalate, he might snap at you, thinking he can get you to act ‘reasonable’ if you take notice of how you’re feeling and pull yourself out of it on your own.

“Hey, quit muttering! It’s damn annoying.”

When you cover your ears and whimper, he feels something in his chest ache. 

He made it worse. He gets up from his hotel bed, huffs and goes to sit a bit closer to you but not too close, he gets wanting personal space, “I didn’t think you’d be that sensitive.” He pulls his hat over his eyes.

When things stay quiet, and he doesn’t really know what to say, he might ask you if you need anything. He’s frustrated. He gets when the world is just too full of pointless talking and noise, but watching you suffer, well, it was a new perspective. Jotaro wants to understand, but now he doesn’t know if it’s even his business. He’d leave you alone, but stand users lurk around every corner, and he’d be damned if he was leaving you alone in this state.

Fuck. What do you even do in this kind of situation. People don’t really cry or breakdown in front of him, not unless they were babies. You weren’t a baby. But that was the closest thing he had to what was going on. Babies get upset if they’re overwhelmed and need a nap…

Jotaro drapes the sheets of the hotel bed over you and closes the curtains, “I’ll be on the patio.” He grabs a book. He doesn’t expect an answer. If you need him, you know where he’ll be. 

POLNAREFF

Polnareff is pretty clueless. He means well, promise, He just hasn’t been a person people look up to for guidance and support for a while. Polnareff is a funny and flirty guy a lot of the time. He understands sorrow and grief, but he also knows when he should distance himself from things if they get in the way of the objective. Well, he’s better at it now. He’s been on a long journey of suffering to get closure because of his sister’s death. This all means he’s all too familiar with personal meltdowns, but not somebody else’s. Polnareff will first start picking up on your sensory overstimulation when you start to lag behind everybody else.

“Hey, Y/N, pick up the pace. You’re going to still be in Aswan by the time we’re in Cairo.”

You didn’t reply. He notices this and hangs back while the rest of the crusaders keep moving but will slow a bit so they don’t get out of eyesight. They tell Polnareff to be quick, because they need to keep moving. 

“You’re going a bit slow, mon ami.” He remarks

You hide your face.

“Oh? Too hot? I get it, I’ve been wearing this rag. I found it at a market. When we get to Luxor, maybe you should get one for yourself.” He points at the cooling towel on his head and shoulders. You don’t respond and just try to stay quiet and breathe.

“Man, you aren’t this quiet most of the time. I mean, you talk a fair amount, but you’re acting like a recluse.” He says without much understanding.

Your shoulders haunch with shame. He doesn’t get it.

“Maybe you’re hungry, or thirsty.” He guesses, “Mr. Joestar has a canteen, but you’ll have to pick up the pace to get it.”

Still, no sign you’d even heard him.

“Y/N, are you even listening to me?”

It was then he noticed you shaking, “Hey, Y/N, are you hurt?” When you don’t say anything, but shake your head, he yells out to the group, “Hold up! Y/N might be hurt!”

You bury your face in your hands, his yelling setting you off even more. This becomes a back and forth movement to counter the overstimulation. He notices the rocking and checks you for injuries, “Where is it? Who was it? Was this the work of an enemy stand?”

You shake your head vigorously. 

“What?” His concerned look mixes with confusion, “I don’t get it, what’s going on then?”

Your hands shake as you crouch down and try to hide. 

“Polnareff, what’s going on back there?” You can hear Joseph’s gruff voice.

Avdol ends up coming and looking you over, “Stress.” He says plainly, “Or something along those lines.”

“Stress? Stress can manifest like this?” Polnareff asks

Avdol nodded, “It can even overwhelm the senses.”

“Okay, which senses are bothering you?” The silver haired man asks.

You clench your eyes closed and point to them and your ears. “Sound and sight.” He says, “What about touch? 

Your answer is a hand moving side to side, ‘a bit’. 

“What if we stopped for an hour or so, just find a place that’s cool and quiet?” He asks.

You nodded. “Okay, can you stand?” He asks. You sign back ‘a bit’ again.

He nods, “Can I take your arm and lead you?” 

You nod.

“Alright, we’re going to take care of you, Y/N, don’t you worry.” He says gently.

AVDOL

Avdol picks up on this SO fast. This man is a reader, not just the book type, but he reads people as a living. He might even notice something is off before you do. Like the amount of people bustling about, the crowds and the people who accidentally bump into you. He’ll talk to Joseph and you and advise a quieter route. Unfortunately, this is the fastest way to get through. A detour would cost the group precious time. Avdol will instead hang at the back of the group with you and ask you what you need. Avdol is also much faster in places like markets because he’s grown up around them. In this case, if he’s sure you’ll be okay for a few minutes, he’ll haggle and find you something that might help.

“Where’s Avdol gone off to?” Polnareff asks Joseph

“He’s picking up a few necessities.” Joseph replies, he’ll meet back up with us in a few minutes, if he doesn’t we’ll assume he’s in danger and move quickly to a quieter location in case there’s a stand user in this crowd. I don’t want civilians involved in anything harmful.” He says gruffly

You walked behind Jotaro, his tall stature making people stare and move around him, maybe in respect or trepidation. You got bumped into less this way. “I’m back, Mr. Joestar.” Avdol seamlessly weaves his way back to the front of the group.

“Welcome back. Y/N is in the back behind Jotaro, maybe he’s good at blocking out the sun.” He grins playfully

Avdol nods in good humour and squeezes onto the back of the group. He walks beside you, giving you a foot of room on one side to ensure nobody brushes against you when you’re already overwhelmed. He holds out a small box, inside there are wax earplugs. And in one of his deep pockets he produces a beaded bracelet, “These are to cancel the noise, and if you need to keep your hands moving, you can rotate the beads in your hand.” You take the gift and look at him with surprise. “I don’t mind.” He says with a smile, “I can see that you’re struggling. We need to build each other up on this journey, so if there’s anything else you’re in need of, just communicate in anyway you find comfortable.” Your smile of gratitude is all he needs. He’ll hang back with you for as long as you need it. 

KAKYOIN

Does this guy get neurodivergence or what? Kakyoin spent a lot of time alone. He didn’t have a lot of friends growing up. He learned to communicate in lots of ways. Verbal wasn’t always his strong suit anyway. If there is anybody who understands isolating one’s self because you are different, it’s him. Jotaro isolates, not because he’s entirely socially awkward, it’s also because he just doesn’t want to. Kakyoin wants people to know who he is, more than that, he knows being a bit different comes with its own experiences and self-honed skills. He’s going to pick up on you retreating back into yourself in the beginning, not as fast as Avdol. He’s not a people reader after all, that being said, he is a people watcher. For years, Kakyoin watched people from afar, this helped him understand other people’s friendships and relationships. He’s also learned a lot. When you’re on your own, you don’t exactly get distracted by other people asking you to join them in things. So he’s read quite a bit, even on neurodivergence. He can spot the overload in a few minutes and get into action. He gets up from the seat on the train he’s in and sits next to you.

“Are you okay, Y/N?”

No answer. “Is it stress, or maybe are you just overwhelmed?”

You looked up at him, not expecting him to understand.

“Overwhelmed?”

You nod and stare at the ground.

“Is there anything I can do?” 

You have a moment to think, but you’ve gone nonverbal at this point, and realize you can’t really act out what you need because it’s a bit complex.

“Hmm…” Kakyoin thinks for a monent and then pulls out a notepad from his uniform

You look at him quizzically. 

“I’m a student, I always have this on me to take notes.”

You smile up at him.

“Here.” He hands it to you, along with a pen.

You jot some things down.

“Too bright, too many sounds, chairs bad texture.” 

“Yeah, I bet there’s years worth of dust in these.” He chuckles, “I have a scarf, maybe we can put that around your eyes? Or your ears like earmuffs?” 

You nod and jot something else down, “Is the scarf soft?”

“Yes, it is. My mom bought it for me when we travelled to Egypt the first time.” He smiles and goes to get the scarf. 

He comes back and sits next to you, “If you need anything else, write it down for me, and I’ll be happy to get it.” He relaxes in the seat next to you, “Promise.”

[rokakakadisease]

[monochromemedic]

Woo Pool Party!

[passioneflora]

part 4: crazy🤪noisy🤧bizarre😳town😆!! wooo morioh!!!!! Hell yeah josuke ! KOICHI<3 !! OMG Okuyasu !!!

me still trying to process the trauma of part 3: stat dus … , crysades…..

[a-998h]

Platonic Stardust Crusaders with Toph! Reader

For those who don't know who Toph is.She is a blind 12 year old girl who can feel the earth with her feet and can manipulate earth element and metal. She's stubborn tough and she makes a lot of jokes about being blind.

Reader does have a stand in this.

Oldseph

Is worried at first

You're 12 years and blind

Just being 12 would make him keep you out of the journey but because you're blind it's a hard no

You somehow end up in egypt with them

He treats you like an extra grandchild

Jokes around

Says you have spunk

During fights , he always likes to put you behind him so he can protect you

Loves your toughness so much

Your stubbornness reminds him of himself and he kind of hates it

Whenever you make jokes about being blind he doesn't know if it's appropriate to laugh

The first time he sees your stand in action, he smirks

He's kind of glad to be proven.You're not a helpless little kid

When your stand manipulated his prosthetic he freaked out

When he learns your stand also helps you feel vibrations and acts as your eyes, he's impressed.

Muhammad Avdol

Another one that tries to keep you away from the journey

He doesn't see you as fully helpless , he just doesn't think it's a good idea to have a 12 year old on this mission

He doesn't underestimate you because you're blind.He just worries

Treats you like a sibling

Another one who will always push you behind him during a fight

Your stubbornness annoys him to no end

He eventually gives up, and suddenly you're with them in Egypt

Never laughs at the jokes you make.Because he thinks it's inappropriate

Offer to be your eyes and guild

When you explain how your stand helps by being tour eyes, he's curious now

The first time he ever saw your stand in action was during a fight.

During that fight he saw your stand moving the rocks around without touching them and throwing them at the enemy

He thought rocks were the extent of your stands power

He then saw your stand mindlessly manipulate the shape of a fork before returning it to normal

He's a lot less overprotective. Once he realizes, you can handle yourself.

Jean Pierre Polnareff

Protective brother figure

To him you're a soft delicate thing... Until you kick his butt

Is overly cautious because you'reblind

And also because you're 12

Once in Egypt he acts like a big brother

Will offer piggyback rides to you

Doesn't really know if he should laugh at your jokes or not

He also 100% willing to be your eyes

Your stubbornness drives him mad

He says you'll give him grey hairs, to which you joke he already has grey hairs

Saw your stand in action when someone tried to sneak up on you

Impressed with your stand

When he learns your stand can manipulate metal.He wonders if it'll work on Silver Chariot

Pushs you behind him during every battle

Your independence is wonderful but I swear you're going to make this man have a heart attack

He's really worried an enemy is going to attack you and you won't notice

He watches as your stand acts as your eyes.And he has so many questions on how it works

Learned your stand could also manipulate metal when you're stand tried to basically rippin earring off of his ear

Noriaki Kakyoian

Is curious about you

He's in the middle with how he treats you

He doesn't treat you like you're made of glass but he also doesn't want you wandering off

It gets awkward when you tell your jokes about being blind

He's curious if he were born blind or if something happened to make you blind

Another one who has offered to be your eyes

When he sees your stand feeling vibrations and being your eyes, he now has more questions

Would try to get you to manipulate emeralds from Hierophant Green

When he sees your stand fight, it's awesome to him

When you stand shows it can manipulate metal he gets even more respect for you.

Will try and protect you, just not the the same extent as the others

Jotaro Kujo

Annoyed

Tries to force you to stay behind

You're both stubborn... so that's fun for everyone

He doesn't want you to come because you're a kid and because you're blind.

He acts like a tsundere big brother

His big brother behavior is more stable

Will offer to be your eyes, with fake annoyance

Treats you not really any different

Is impressed on the inside with your stand

[rynfushiguro14]

Been getting real deep into jjba🤭🤭just wondering who knows where all the GOOD Jotaro fics are, be it spicy, fluff, or crack😔🤞sugar daddy dynamics are also very needed! Help a fellow jotaro lover out

And if you’re feelin sweet add as many Joseph fics as u can👹👹 all spicy please (or OR if there are any funny ones feel free to bless me with those) thx for the help🫠

[rougepancake]

For your drabble event, can I request nsfw of sugar daddy Oldseph with fem reader? 😗

I am such a sucker for Oldseph omfg-

Pay up.

Ft. (old) Joseph Joestar

—} Marie’s 500 follower event

Warnings: Sexually explicit content under cut. Minors and ageless blogs dni, you WILL be blocked. Age gap (you’re in your 20s and we all know Joseph ain’t-), sugar daddy oldseph, sweet talking, pet names (pretty girl), soft sex. Really like how this turned out.

“Come on now, pretty girl.” You could see his lopsided smirk underneath the dim light. That pain in the ass. He was enjoying this. “Do you not like what I got you?”

His prosthetic hand gestured to the lacy lingerie that you were wearing, and you swore you heard him chuckle at your silence.

It’s not that you didn’t like it, it’s just that you looked so… weird in the garments. You looked like a totally different person, and it kind of bothered you. After all, clothing like this was supposed to bring out your confidence, making you (and look) sexier than ever.

But there was just something about it that didn’t set right with you. Even as you looked in the mirror, you couldn’t quite place your finger on it.

“I like it.” Your voice broke through the silence, and you cringed at the sound. Why did you sound so… dejected? “Thank you, Joseph.”

“You’re welcome.” He got up from his spot on the bed, slowly making his way towards you. Could he see the look in your eyes? Did he know how you felt? Was it that obvious?? “God you look so gorgeous…” He rested his hands on your hips, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

The words caught you off guard. Gorgeous? Was he just saying that? It was possible, but you didn’t really take him as the type to lie in the bedroom.

You felt your face flush as he picked you up and carried you back to the bed. The look in his eyes was something you’d never thought you’d see from him. Wait- was he blushing??

“You’re such a pretty girl.” He mumbled into your skin as he spread your legs, admiring the sight of you beneath him. “You’re so pretty that I’m going to have to pay you double just to get you to stay.” It sounded like he was just spouting nonsense, but you liked the idea.

“So, so pretty…” He trailed off, pushing your panties to the side and putting his weight on you. “Let me show you how pretty you are, alright?” His breath was heavy in your ear. “I’m going to make you feel like you’re the prettiest girl in the world.”

[kuttblueberry]

Oldseph but with Fumi's stand because when I read that chapter I lost my shit

I've always enjoyed the idea of Hermit Purple having another form besides it's vines <3

[1ovede1uxe]

How good are the Stardust Crusaders at cooking?

irrelavant author's note: hi everyone! I've been super duper swamped recently with university just starting (and my 18th birthday), so please forgive me for inactivity! I'm having second thoughts about posting the Jotaro x Reader fic, I'm just a wee bit insecure about my romantic writing, hence the extreme lack of romantic anything that's original. I'm working on making some headings and visuals for my headcanons in the meantime. Also, I'm a decent way through SBR, so hopefully, I can start adding SBR characters into my writing. Enjoy :)

all characters are written in the time of SDC, so these do not apply to young Joseph and 4taro on

Jotaro Kujo

Okay hear me out, he's actually a pretty decent chef!

Holly helped him learn the basics when he was younger

Since he learned the basics, he cooks once a week for his mom and always will as much as he can

He's no five-star chef, but his food tastes pretty good!

He knows a lot about spice combinations for some reason

Signature/Favorite dish to prepare - Gyudon

Noriaki Kakyoin

He does not know a lot about cooking from scratch

Poor boy needs a recipe for things like spaghetti and instructions for mashed potatoes

He just wants to make sure he has it right!!

He cooked for the Crusaders one night with what little supplies they had and it was definitely food

He was not allowed to cook again

I feel like he likes cold/lukewarm foods rather than hot foods

he's very good at making simple foods taste great though

Oh, that instant ramen you packed? It looks and tastes like it's fresh from a restaurant once Kakyoin prepares it

Signature/Favorite dish to prepare - Soba (served cold)

He also definitely has a major sweet tooth

Muhammed Avdol

Now this is a five star chef

Could open a restaurant if he wanted to

He can cook any kind of cuisine, and if he's unfamiliar and it turns out wrong it still tastes delicious

He can make food out of literally anything around him

It’s everyone’s favorite when it’s his night to cook

Gets into debates/competitions with Polnareff about who the better cook is

His cooking is too spicy for Joseph sometimes (he used red pepper and garlic in a simple dish one time)

Signature/Favorite dish to prepare - Kofta and Kebab, or sushi

Jean Pierre Polnareff

We got another five star chef up in this bitch!!

Could also open a restaurant if he wanted to

He has a sweet tooth 100% for cakes/macarons

He’s a great chef, but has a taste and talent for French cuisine, so its rare to find him cooking during the 50 day trip

He’s not a picky eater but super critical of everything he eats (he’s whiny)

Signature/Favorite dish to prepare - Terrine

Joseph Joestar

He’s got it down, but like not as incredible as Polnareff or Avdol

When it’s his night to cook, he can work with what he has around him pretty well

It’s not melt-in-your-mouth delicious, but its still pretty good

He does have a few specific meals down really well though, specifically some Italian dishes because it reminds him of the past, and the heavy influence of Italian food in New York

He makes a mean sandwich, his sub sandwiches are unlike any other, and if you ask him to make a pastrami on rye or a patty melt it’ll taste like it was made at home

He also makes a god tier American Country breakfast, it’s the best eggs, bacon, and flapjacks you’ll ever have

Signature/Favorite dish to prepare - Squid Ink Spaghetti

[lolobizarreadventuresshatpost]

I don’t know if some of you got to experience it. But the first time you get new coworkers much younger than you, you realise you got a choice regarding how to deal with them and the age gap.

Are you going to be: A) the Rohan (catty mean old bitch, hates kids for no reason, would rather die than let them help, manipulates them, forces the smaller one to become a personal assistant), 

B) the Jotaro (plans new ways to scare the kids and not even as a prank, send them on suicide missions, ignores their cries for help, creepily stands in corners like this is The Blair Witch Project),

C) the Oldseph Joestar (cringe grandpa, 110.4% lame and owns it, gives bad advice, tries to make up for past mistakes, trusts and relies on the kids even when it’s madness to, adopts and nurtures every baby encountered, respects the fact not everybody has to like you, falls over a lot, wears winter clothes in summer, happy to be included)