#polnareff x yn

[joujouyn]

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[ye4gerism]

i feel like if you asked polnareff if he’d love you as a worm, he wouldn’t have the the heart to tell you no.

he’d be really hesitant with his answer but he’d still be able to give you some sort of explanation.

“worms…uh, worms. would i love you as a worm? ah, yes, most definitely. worms are amazing and if you were a worm, um, you’d be the most amazing worm known to man…or worm? if you turned into a worm right now, i’d make you a little worm home and uh-“

p3 jotaro would just straight up tell you no.

“hell no. what kind of question is that? would I love you if you were a worm? y/n, i like you a lot but i need you to be real right now.”

but i think dadtaro would actually take his bluntness down a notch and be a little softer. i don’t think he’d see you the same way he’d see his young daughter but raising her showed him that words hurt sometimes. now, would he be all flowers and rainbows with you? no. but at least he’s nice about it (depending on your definition of nice).

“i really don’t think i would.”

[jojosbizarrefanfics]

Oh my GOD! I just read the Jotaro x reader x Star Platinum and One bed Polnareff x reader fan fic. Oh my goodness. Man it was so hot! 😳 Your content is superb. 😁👏 May I request a fan fic with a fem reader and Avdol (it can be either SFW or NSFW). She travels with the Stardust Crusaders and one morning she walks past his and Joseph's hotel room and sees him with his hair down and she gets super flustered at his beautiful long luscious locks. Joseph even notices and has a little scheme brewing.

Aw thank you! I just picture Joseph like that meme of Kris Jenner “you’re doing amazing sweetie” godjfkskfkskf

Sorry this took so long!! I’m the worst! 😭 Gonna make this NSFW, we’re not shy around here

You knew Avdol had long hair from the ponytail behind his knots. It was no secret, but that didn’t stop you from being surprised when you spotted him after what must have been a wash day.

Joseph was stepping out of the room as you were passing by, which is when you noticed him. He still hadn’t gotten fully dressed yet and was shirtless, but his hair caught your attention. You hadn’t seen his hair outside of the way he normally styled it, and his tight, voluminous curls made him look like a model.

Avdol didn’t notice you looking, but Joseph certainly did.

“Oh, (YN)!”

“Joestar-san! Good morning; sorry, I nearly ran into you.”

He chuckled. “It’s quite alright. Say, can you help Avdol and I with something?”

“Sure, what is it?”

Joseph brought you into the room he was sharing with Avdol without much warning. “Hermit Purple captured a few spirit photographs, but we can’t quite figure them out. Maybe you can help?”

“Yeah, let’s take a look,” you said.

“(YN)!” Avdol exclaimed. “Forgive my indecency.”

You just smiled at him. “You’re fine, Muhammed. Nothing to worry about.”

Avdol tried to play it cool but was spacing out the whole time you were reviewing the spirit photographs with Joseph. The way you said his name made his knees feel weak, and he could have sworn that you kept sneaking glances at him. He wasn’t sure why you’d do that, and he was confused by his combined initial knee jerk reaction to look away and desire to have you look at him just a little bit longer.

Joseph made a comment about stepping out to grab some food for everyone with Polnareff, which left Avdol alone with you. Joseph closed the door behind him and grinned to himself, hoping his matchmaking skills were sharp.

You could tell Avdol was feeling a bit flustered, especially since he had only thrown on his jacket earlier. As you straightened out the spirit photographs on the table, certain that Joseph was just looking for an excuse to get you alone with Avdol, you decided you’d have to be the one to make the first move. “Your hair is beautiful.”

“Huh?” He was caught off guard.

You smiled softly at him as you leaned against the table, hands on either side of you to grip the edge as you faced him. “I’ve never seen it down before. I’d say you should wear it more often like that, but I imagine your knots are a bit more practical when we’re facing off against Stand users.”

Avdol let out a nervous chuckle. “Yeah, that’s for sure. Today was a wash day. Thank you.” The tension between the two of you was thick enough to cut with a knife. There was a long pause, both of you unsure of what to say, and then Avdol said, “Mr. Joestar isn’t getting food, is he?”

“I don’t think so,” you said. “I think he caught me checking you out when I passed by and wanted an excuse to have us talk to each other.”

Avdol laughed. “He thinks he’s subtle.” Then, it dawned on him. “Wait... you were checking me out?”

You couldn’t help the giggle. “I mean, yeah. Look at you, Muhammed! You’re really handsome.”

He felt the heat rising to his cheeks. “You think so?”

You nodded. “Yeah, I do. Sorry if I’m being too forward-”

“No, no!” Avdol interjected. “I mean, I don’t mind you being forward. Truth be told, I’ve been holding back quite a bit since we don’t know where this road will end.”

“All the more reason to enjoy the here and now, yeah?”

Avdol nodded as he approached you. A large hand gently caressed your cheek as he kissed you, finally breaking the tension you both felt since Joseph let you in their hotel room.

Avdol was warm to the touch, likely a byproduct of his Stand, and his skin was incredibly soft - you could tell he had recently moisturized. His lips felt right on yours and once you both started, you found it hard to stop. After a few moments of kissing, Avdol gently lifted you up to sit on the table you were leaning against to not have to crane his neck down as much.

Avdol felt a shiver run down his spine as your hands slowly ran down his chest, admiring the dips and curves of his muscular frame. His hand that had caressed your face was now on the back of your neck but his free hand found it’s way to one of your thighs. He gave it a gentle squeeze near your knee and enjoyed the feeling of your soft flesh in his grip.

You knew you wanted more and you knew Avdol had been holding back, so when you broke your kiss for a breath, you decided to speak up. Your forwardness hadn’t failed you yet. “Avdol, you can touch me if you want.”

You made eye contact as Avdol took in what you said. He smiled at you and simply said, “I do want to.”

When you kissed again, you ran your hands below his stomach. As his own hands crept up your thighs and moved their way inward, you palmed his crotch and could feel that he was rather stiff. Avdol groaned into the kiss as he gripped at your upper inner thighs. One of his hands moved to your hip and the other moved over to your clit.

Avdol began to rub you from the other side of your pants, and the added friction from the fabric provided a pressure that had your head spinning. You continued to palm his cock through his pants and you could feel him grow progressively harder.

As Avdol rubbed you through your pants, his other hand moved up from your hip and dipped beneath your shirt. He pushed your bra down to free your breasts and gently pinched one of your nipples. The dual sensation between your nipple and your clit pushed you extremely close to orgasm, and so you decided to let Avdol know by undoing his pants for easier access to his bare dick.

The feeling of your skin on him made Avdol moan into your kiss. You both broke from him, feeling desperate for breath and for each other.

“I want you,” he admitted, remaining ever the gentleman. “Is this mutual?”

“It is,” you confirmed. “And I don’t think Mr. Joestar will be back for a while.”

As Avdol stepped back to remove his pants, you quickly discarded OC your own clothing, leaving you nude and still sitting on the edge of table. Avdol tossed his jacket last, and once he did, he pulled you closer to him in his arms so only part of your ass was on the edge of the table. Locked between one of his arms - which had wrapped behind you and planted firmly on the table to support you better - and his body, Avdol kissed you deeper than ever as he thrust his cock into you.

One of your arms wrapped around his shoulders, careful to not pull on his hair in the process, for support as Avdol fucked you on the hotel room table. He smiled into the kiss as he felt you coming on him and as you groaned into his mouth.

When you nearly slid off the table after a particularly intense thrust, Avdol was quick to catch you. With his cock still in you, Avdol turned you around and laid you on the bed. Your legs hung over the side of it, with only your back and head on the mattress running parallel to the pillows. The sight of a nude Avdol above you was a lovely on, and even better as you watched him continue to thrust his cock in and out of you.

Avdol lifted one of your legs up to deepen the thrusts, which had you moaning more loudly than you’d care to admit. His other hand slid up your stomach and then landed on your breast, kneading it for a moment before he played with your nipple again. This had you coming again, and Avdol leaned down to kiss you when he could feel it.

Avdol wasn’t far behind you, and he pulled out to cum on your stomach once he was ready. Once he finished, he laid down beside you to catch his breath and didn’t hesitate to pull you into his arms. His fingers ran through your hair, a rather soothing motion that nearly lulled you to sleep until you remembered that Joseph would eventually return.

What reminded you was his boisterous laugh heard down the hallway. Avdol was quick to help you clean up, and you were dressed just in time for Joseph to come back in, carrying some wraps from a deli down the road.

“Ah, (YN), there you are!” Joseph belted. “You like fried tofu, right? That’s all they had today.”

“Yeah, thank you, Joseph,” you said with a smile. He glanced to the table and noticed one of the spirit photographs had fallen off and picked it up.

“Any time,” he said. Mission accomplished, he thought.

[joujouyn]

polnareff reacting to his s/o roasting him? 😭😭😭😭☠☠

POLNAREFF X GN!READER💪🏻🇫🇷

POV: you text Polanreff to roast him and it goes wrong😔😔💔💔

I hope I got the right memo, was crying when writing it ngl😔😔 so emotional😢

TW: HEAVY ANGST‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ PURE AND HEART-WRENCHING SADNESS🥀🥀🥀

[joujouyn]

POLNERAFF X Fem!READER

POV: you text Polneraff and things get a little spicy😏😏😏🔥🔥🔥

Sorry guys this one is a little short, I hope you don’t mind🥺

Tw: SUGGESTIVE‼️‼️‼️

[joujouyn]

I'm if #1 FAN❤️❤️❤️

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[joujouyn]

Can you make fan art of polnareff pregnant with twins 🥺

Pin of shame😔😢

[joujouyn]

Do u do jumping jacks on the d?

On the d? Like down-low?😨 Why would I do jumping jacks in secret?🤔🤔 I actually don’t like exercising the only exercise I need is for my brain when I’m writing my JouJou x reader for you guys🥺🥺🥺🥺 I hope you enjoy and look forward to my next post (I have something special in store abt a diff type of d😏😏😏)

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[joujouyn]

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[ye4gerism]

JOTARO + POLNAREFF X BLACK!READER HEADCANONS

author’s note: i just finished stardust crusaders and i absolutely adore polnareff, so i decided to put to some content out for him and maybe attract form jjba readers😋 i decided to throw jotaro in the mix too. i’m not really gonna mention stands and all dat😵‍💫everything’s up to your imagination! my requests are open! do feel free to drop requests!

edit: i also didn’t use grammarly for this. give me a break🫣

JOTARO KUJO

• when i tell you it took y’all a long time together. jotaro’s bluntness made you wonder if you could even approach him and let him know your feelings. despite your established friendship, you were afraid to set him off and deal with his attitude. your distance from jotaro made him wonder if he scared you in some sort of way.

• i think he’d probably confess first but it wouldn’t be like a whole “i love you, now let’s kiss in the rain and tap dance right after” type of thing. i don’t even think he’d say “i love you”. he’d probably just let it slip that he LIKES you. he’d prolly say something like “you’re important to me.”

• you’d take it slow. pda wouldn’t be too much of a big thing. you often share your kisses in private. he likes to put his arms around you when you’re just chilling out. he’d probably be a little scared to go public with you because of his “fan girls”. you know how vinnie hacker hangs out with girls and his fans immediately find out their day of birth, IP address, where they live and they make threats so that vinnie can stay single forever? yeah.

• i like how people in the fandom call him joot. so you affectionately call him joot or joots for extra measure. he acts like he hates it but he hates it even more when people other than you call him that. i swear, joseph would probably say the nickname and jotaro would get ready to backhand him (but he wouldn’t just to stay in your good graces).

• when you meet holly for the first time, jotaro would act extra sweet as if he and his hormones haven’t been tormenting his mom for the longest time. he gets a little embarrassed when holly shows him affection in front of you but you think it’s sweet.

• you find it easy to talk to jotaro because you’re both bipoc. when you first started dating, you weren’t too worried about how he’d act. obvs there’d be culture shock moments but it wouldn’t be such a big deal yk?

• he’d also do this:

JEAN PIERRE POLNAREFF

• he’d make it known that he is in love with you. like he’d straight up tell you that he really likes you. but i do think he’d be really chill about it, he wouldn’t want to scare you off.

• polnareff is always spoiling you. you talk about a food your craving, he’ll buy it for you. a movie you wanna watch? get in the car- we’re gonna watch it. you tell him you’re tired of your bonnet slipping off, he’ll buy you one of those non slip bonnets off of tiktok.

• when it comes to pda, i think polnareff is more of a hand holding type of guy. and i mean strictly handholding. he’ll do all types of hand holding variations with you. kissing in public is really rare and more of a private thing for you both

• you call him by his first name the most. everyone around him refers to him by his last name but you simply call him jean. he prolly has a select amount of french nicknames for you and calls you “my love” or simply just “love” in english.

• polnareff will walk into your bathroom and look at your hair products and think “what the hell is this?” 😭 he’d have a lot of questions but would just go with the flow

[jojosbizarrefanfics]

Heyyy could you write nervous first kiss fluffiness for Kakyoin x reader? 🥺🥺

Aw this is so fitting for Noriaki 💕

“Truth or dare?” You asked.

Kakyoin pondered the question for a moment. The two of you were lying on your backs on one of the beds in the hotel room, staring up at the ceiling. You were sharing the room for the night — Avdol was recovering on the island, so Joseph and Jotaro were sharing a room whereas Polnareff stayed solo — and the power was out, so you were passing the time playing truth or dare.

“Truth,” Kakyoin decoded.

“What’s something you’re embarrassed about?” You asked.

“Oh, that’s a good question,” Kakyoin said with a nervous chuckle. He was silent as he thought about his answer. “I-I’ve never kissed anybody before,” Kakyoin admitted. He was nervous to say it because he was wondering what you might say and figured it was now or never to test the waters.

You offered him a soft smile. You knew he wasn’t super close to anyone at school (except for, more recently, you and Jotaro), so you weren’t really shocked by this. “That’s okay. I haven’t either.”

“You haven’t?” Unlike you, he was surprised.

“Well, you’re the first person I’ve ever wanted to kiss,” you confessed. Now you were feeling a bit flushed, hoping he’d take it well. While most girls at your school fawned over Jotaro, there was a softness he lacked that you were fond of within Kakyoin.

Kakyoin’s nerves began to turn into confidence once he heard you say that. “I’d like to kiss you, (YN), if that’s alright with you.”

You thought you felt your heart leap into your throat when he said that. “Yeah, Noriaki, it would be alright with me.”

You both locked eyes for a moment before you both instinctively closed them and brought your lips together. You weren’t sure if either of you technically was first to kiss the other, as it was more of a joint effort.

Noriaki’s kiss was soft, like he was playing it safe. One of your hands reached his face and brushed his bangs back. It took you both a moment, but you felt like you had the hang of things and shifted to be more comfortable as you continued to kiss.

When you both pulled away, with your foreheads pressed together, Kakyoin asked you, “Truth or dare?”

You smiled. “Dare.”

“I dare you to kiss me again.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. You knew moments like this would be few and far between on the remainder of the trip, so you said, “With pleasure.”

[jojosbizarrefanfics]

Hiiii! Would you mind writing Kakyoin x reader, where the reader runs into a jealous ex and is basically like "please hold my hand and pretend we're dating til they leave" but soon they realize they're a bit too good at pretending? 😍🥺💕

this prompt is so cute and I absolutely would not mind ❤️

A supply run in Calcutta was not where you expected to see your ex, but you were sure of it — that was him, alright. You were dressed like a local both out of respect for the culture and to not stand out as a tourist (especially to enemy Stand users), so you hoped that would be enough to make you unrecognizable to your ex, but you could tell he caught you in your peripheral.

Kakyoin, who was on the supply run with you, noticed too. “Do you think it’s a Stand user?” He asked.

“No,” you said. “It’s my ex. I forgot his family likes to vacation here every year.”

“You okay?” Kakyoin was so considerate, you thought, and that sparked an idea.

“Yeah, we didn’t even date for that long but dude never got over me dumping him. I try to avoid him but he always wants to try to talk to me. Say, can you do me a favor?”

“Sure, (YN),” Kakyoin said with an innocent smile. He wasn’t sure where you were going with this.

“Please hold my hand and pretend we’re dating until they leave?”

Kakyoin blinked, a bit caught off guard, but shrugged and interlaced your fingers. His were lanky, but his hands were surprisingly soft despite everything you’ve been through recently. “Sure,” he said. “Anything for my love.”

Oh, you thought, he was a natural, and he going to lay it on thick.

“Thanks, Kakyoin,” you said. “I owe you one.”

“Don’t worry about it,” he said.

He saw a flower merchant and stopped walking, and since you were holding his hand, you stopped with him. You blushed when Kakyoin bought you a fresh bouquet of flowers, and you used your Stand to check for any traces of danger in them before you took a whiff.

“Thank you,” you said. “They’re beautiful.”

“That’s your favorite color, right?” Kakyoin asked.

“Well aren’t you observant,” you confirmed.

As you continued with your supply run, Kakyoin never let go of your hand and occasionally would even run his thumb along yourself slowly. It was rather soothing, actually. With the way he was looking at you, you wondered if he was even acting, and you started to wonder if you even needed to act either. You couldn’t help but feel a lump in your throat whenever Kakyoin would call you ‘my love’ or ‘hon,’ and you just now noticed how pretty his eyes were.

When your ex stopped glancing from the corner of his eyes and fully turned to face you, Kakyoin acted like he didn’t notice and snuck a kiss on your temple.

He was acting like the perfect boyfriend, and he didn’t even hesitate when you asked him. Your heart sank at the questions now swirling inside your head, then leaped.

“Well, that was the last thing on our list,” you said. “We should get back. The others are probably hungry.”

“And all relatively uneventful, thankfully,” Kakyoin said with a sigh of relief. “Would you care for some Kathi rolls? We could bring some back. That street vendor’s looks pretty good.”

“Oh, is that what I’m smelling?”

“Yeah. Nice, right hon?”

You nodded and made eye contact with Kakyoin at this point; you thought that time froze. What you’d give to freeze it in that moment to just get lost in those eyes, a beautiful shade of purple that was beginning to match the cooler hues of the sunset around you.

You were so caught up in Kakyoin that you completely forgot about your ex and his family, and didn’t even notice him sulking away with his parents as he grumbled about how that should be him.

“Really nice,” you said, not sure if you were talking about the Kathi rolls or Kakyoin.

Later that night before bed, you knocked on Kakyoin’s hotel room door. He opened pretty quickly, wearing his striped pajamas now.

“Sorry if I caught you off guard!” You immediately said.

Kakyoin just laughed, seeming fairly relaxed. “No, no, (YN), it’s fine. It’s just you,” he said. “Everything okay?”

“I just wanted to thank you for earlier,” you said. “You totally didn’t have to play along, especially without knowing any of the context, but let’s just say that today would have not gone without incident had you not been holding my hand.”

“Don’t even mention it, (YN),” Kakyoin said. “It was nice having a date with you, even if it was partially fake. I had fun.”

You hoped the dim lighting hid your blush. “I had fun, too. And even if Joseph and Polnareff teased me about the flowers, I still love them. So, thank you. You were, like, the perfect boyfriend.” A nervous laugh passed by your lips.

“Well, if you ever need a fake boyfriend again, let me know,” he said, nervously laughing too. You felt your heart leap again. “Ah, wait. There was one more thing I wanted to do.”

Kakyoin stepped forward to be closer to you and brushed back some of your hair. His hand landed on your cheek. “It’s not a proper date with your girlfriend if you don’t kiss her, right?”

You nodded. “I suppose that’s true.”

When Kakyoin kissed you, your question from earlier had been answered — it was certainly not just a performance for him. The kiss was chaste and sweet, and knowing that Kakyoin wasn’t close to a lot of people back at school, you wondered if this was his first.

You were both smiling when you pulled away, and Kakyoin stepped back. He didn’t want to cross any boundaries, you could tell, and with the uncertainty of the future it was difficult to succumb to emotions like this.

“When we get home, I’ll take you on a real date. Not pretend,” Kakyoin said. “Promise.”

“I’d like that,” you said. You leaned over to kiss his cheek and said, “Goodnight, Noriaki. Thank you again.”

“Goodnight, (YN).”

[jojosbizarrefanfics]

Hey if its no bother, could you do Polnareff x reader, where the reader tries to learn a pick up line in French, but ends up saying something WAY dirtier than intended?

Not a bother at all! My French is a bit rusty, but I think that’ll work in my favor here haha!

After the trip to Egypt, you didn’t have anywhere else to go or to call home. You hadn’t told anyone but Polnareff, since the two of you had grown closest on the trip. The Joestar boys were much too intense for your overall liking, but there was a softness to the man from France that you admired.

So when he offered you return home with him, you didn’t deny him that.

“Bienvenue,” he said as you arrived at his home. “Anything I can get you?” Polnareff asked. “I’m sure you just want to relax after that flight and, well... everything.”

“Que diriez-vous d’un baiser?” You tried. While Polnareff slept on the plane, you studied your French in a little pocket dictionary you bought at the airport. You hoped you pronounced everything right, and figured if you were going to shoot your shot with Polnareff - who had seemed completely oblivious to your feelings for him no matter how much you tried to hint at it - then now was the time.

Polnareff thought his heart might stop. His eyes widened as he received the mental image of the two of you intimate, but he thought that there was no way you knew how to say that.

“(YN),” Polnareff said, and you noticed the slight hike in his pitch. “What did you say?”

“Oh god, I totally butchered that, huh?” You laughed nervously as you pulled out the dictionary. “Should have known better than to trust a little dictionary on French from an airport in Egypt. I hoped it’d be fine, but...”

“(YN), no, your pronunciation was pretty good!” He said. “I just... what did you mean to say?” His mind was already long gone to the gutter, though, no matter what was about to come from your lips.

“I meant to say, ‘How about a kiss?’ Since you asked if I needed anything?” You said sheepishly. Saying it out loud now made you feel kind of silly. “That wasn’t my smoothest attempt at flirting, I guess.”

Polnareff laughed. “I’m teasing you. Baiser can mean to kiss... but it can mean a few other things too, ma chérie.”

“Oh? Please teach me, Monsieur Polnareff,” you said.

Polnareff grinned, rather liking that you were coming on to him like this, and he thought that your attempts at French were quite cute. “It can mean to kiss,” he repeated, cupping your chin with his hand, “or it can mean that you and I can go share a bed.”

“We’ve shared a bed plenty of times,” you said, just playing with him to see how far he’d go. You often shared a bed in hotel rooms, but things remained platonic until now.

“I don’t mean like in those hotel rooms, mademoiselle,” Polnareff said lowly. “I mean you and I together in the closest way possible. So which can I get for you: bisous ou baiser?”

“Why don’t we start with bisous and see where that takes us?” You suggested.

Polnareff’s grin turned into more of a shit-eating smirk as he said, “I like the sound of that.” He brought your lips together, and you nearly melted into the man.

Your hands naturally fell to his broad chest, and as you continued to kiss, Polnareff guided you towards the aforementioned bed. When Polnareff laid you down and broke for air, you glanced out the window and saw a view of the French countryside. You looked back up to Polnareff, who was smiling above you, and you initiated the kiss this time.

You had a feeling you’d be calling France home in no time.