#stardust crusaders X reader

[byakuyacoochie]

Stardust Peepers - Crusaders X Reader

Request: Stardust crusaders accidentally walking in on y/n changing.

A/n: First post of the new year had to be a stardust crusaders post....We are so back.

[jolyfics]

This is my first time requesting something uggghh I'm nervous.

Anyways, I think it would be so cute if your wrote how the jojos would confess to their crushes!

i love the way you write so ik you'll do them justice

𝙞 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪

𝘫𝘰𝘫𝘰𝘴 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

summary: how the jojos confess

notes: THIS TOOK SO LONG MY HAND FELL ASLEEP 😭😭 but really i hope you enjoy it!! i swear i wasn’t being that lazy over easter break

jonathan joestar

i feel like jonathan is the most romantic out of all the jojos

he’d definitely bring you some place nice

like a tree on a hill during sunset

he’d also make it a picnic

after you two talk for a good bit is when he’d speak up

if you agree to his confession he’d let out a sigh of relief, as well as a big grin

6pm, he told you to meet you by the tree where you usually hang out, you adored that tree, it was rural. once you arrived you noticed he was there before you, sitting underneath the tree with a cute little picnic basket beside him. you sat down to his left, he took out some sandwiches you assumed he made and the two of you began eating, quickly falling into your usual banter.

after awhile, he cleared his throat, causing you to look up at him with confusion. “i.. have something i wish to tell you.” he spoke up, he sounded nervous, you had never heard him sound like that before. you perked up, signalling for him to continue. “i have feelings for you, (name). and i hope you’d accept them” you could feel your cheeks heat up, which caused his to do the same.

you nodded, “i do, jojo!” he grinned, a sigh escaping him as relief washed over his entire body. he placed his hand atop of yours, as you both gave eachother an adoring look

joseph joestar

joseph’s a smartass

it definitely starts with him teasing you

then when you ask him why he likes teasing you specifically is when he shuts up

he admits it quite casually

like its nothing

leaving you quite flustered

“c’mon, cutie! give me a smile!” he smirked, he adored the way your eyebrows looked as they furrowed when he spoke. he loved the way your face turned the slightest shade of red and how you tried to hide how he actually got a reaction out of you. he loved it all. “shut up, jojo!” you scoffed, trying to hide the blush that crept up onto your face

“why do you always tease me? why not suzie q?!” you spoke up, you weren’t angry, just genuinely confused. did he like seeing you so angry? he then playfully rolled his eyes. “because i love seeing that look on your face! i mean, who wouldn’t? you’re gorgeous yknow?” you scoffed once more before crossing your arms

“it’s because i love you, (name)! and i know you can’t resist me” he grinned, his usual stupid grin. you looked back over at him. it seemed he was waiting for you to say something to him, instead you placed a small kiss on his cheek. that seemed to finally shut him up

jotaro kujo

it honestly depends on which jotaro

part 3 jotaro isn’t the kinda guy to confess his feelings to you

he’d just hope and pray you had that confidence to speak up first

if you don’t though, and the feeling is getting too much for him to handle he’d trap you in a hotel room and force you to listen to him

very rare to hear more than a few words with him, let alone hear what he FEELS

you sat on the hotel bed, reading a cheap magazine you found in one of the drawers in the bedside table. you were sharing a room with jotaro, you only really shared with him or kakyoin, since you three were the only teenagers with the group. jotaro had just gotten back from being in the bathroom, he sat on the bed to your right.

“(name).” he spoke, his voice soft, yet still with the usual firmness that usually has a grasp over him. you looked over to him, closing the magazine over and placing it beside you on the bed. “yes, jotaro?” he paused, the air seemed different. not the usual feeling you had while rooming with him.

“you’re.. not awful.” his voice was now that of a mumble, as he used the brim of his hat to cover his face. at first you were confused, until it hit you, he was trying to tell you how he felt about you. he just couldn’t get the right words out of his mouth

josuke higashikata (4)

josukes confession is probably the most fun out of them all.

i feel like he’d take you somewhere fun like bowling

you’d be kicking his ass at it

and once you finished up your game and we’re walking home

thats when he’d tell you

and if its cold he might even lend you his coat

you shivered as the two of you walked home after a long day of bowling. you two played about 4 rounds, you won 3/4 of those games, which you were quite proud of. you felt something heavy land across your shoulders, you looked down. josukes coat? you then turned your gaze to him, he seemed to be looking in the opposite direction of you

“thanks, josuke” you spoke up, getting rid of the silence between you too. he hummed, kicking a rock as he walked. “hey, uhh” he paused before speaking up once more. “i gotta tell you something, and don’t get angry at me for saying this!” you chuckled at that, you couldn’t get angry at him

“i.. think i might like you. thats a lie. i know i like you” you pulled his coat closer around you as you grinned, this day seemed to be getting better and better..

giorno giovanna

giorno definitely took you to a fancy restaurant

he is the don, he has that kind of money

he’d probably buy you something fancy too.

he’d just say it outright, like it was something he said everyday

you two sat across from eachother at the fancy restaurant, both of you in your fanciest attire. you two stared at a menu, deciding what to get before the waiter arrived, notebook and pen in hand. once you ordered, and the waiter was gone, giorno looked over at you. he pulled out a tiny box placing it on the table and sliding it over to you

“giorno, no” “i insist, (name)” he interrupted. you sighed, picking up the box and opening it. a necklace lay inside, laced with what you could only assume were real diamonds. you looked up to him in shock. “giorno, i can’t take this..” he shook his head

“you must, you’re the only person i’d want to spend this kind of money on, so please. let me buy you things from now on” he gave a small, meaningful smile towards you, which only made you smile. you took the necklace out of the box, placing it around your neck. “you look stunning, mí amore”

jolyne cujoh

okay. we all know how lesbians are

she’d definitely confess buy playing a song for you, then saying that it reminds her of you

you two would just be in her bedroom

and she’d suggest listening to music

then she’d play the song and say it reminds her of you two

you two sat on jolynes bed, you’d been friends for years, so long in fact, you two had began to develop feelings for eachother. even though everyone around the two of you knew, you two didn’t. “hey.. let’s listen to some music!” jolyne suggested, you nodded. that could be fun, you always enjoyed her music

she grinned, standing up from the bed and heading towards her cd collection. she picked one up, then placed it into the cd player. it took a few seconds for the song to boot up but once it began she then hurried back over to sit beside you in her bed. “what song is it?” you asked, she only grinned at you. “you’ll see”

as the song began to play, it seemed like something jolyne never would’ve usually listened to. you began to recognise the song as time went on, ‘this kiss, by faith hill’ as you began to wonder why she picked this song, she spoke up. “this song, reminds me of us..” her face was slightly red as she spoke

Johnny Joestar

johnny and you were put on a ranch

yous were just together tending to your horses

it was silent, peaceful

that’s when johnny would admit to having feelings for you

it definitely took him awhile to do that

he’s not the most open when it comes to how he feels

you fed your horse, johnny stood beside you, doing the exact same to slow dancer, his horse. it was comfortable, you two enjoyed eachothers company and the silence between you wasn’t awkward in the slightest, at least for you anyways.

johnny was busy thinking about you, he wanted to tell you how he felt, he knew he owed it to you to be honest, but it was just scary. he was afraid of rejection from you. even though he knew deep, deep down that you most likely liked him too

“hey.. (name)?” he finally spoke up, he felt as if his heart was in his throat. you turned to look at him, giving him a hum to continue. “i just wanted to say that i.. like ya, i have for awhile now. i just.. wanted ya to know” he looked away, embarrassed

josuke higashikata (8)

josuke just blurts it out

like its NOTHING

he doesn’t get social cues tbh

it leaves you shocked

like really shocked

you two were probably just sitting in a part when he just says it

you sat on the park bench with josuke, you both had gotten an ice cream, it was a very warm day in morioh, so ice cream was the only solution the two of you had. as you both sat, enjoying your ice cream, you looked over to josuke, who seemed to be enjoying his delicious sweet treat

“isn’t this nice, josuke?” you spoke up, he only nodded enthusiastically, continuing to lick the cone. you chuckled at him, giving him a smile. which seemed to make him stop eating? he stared at you, in an almost creepy way. you’d be creeped out if you didn’t know him

“i’m in love with you” he says, before going back to his ice cream. you stared at him, in shock. “what?” you gave him a confused look, where you dreaming? hallucinating even? did he really just say that to you?

[cheesencrackersinprison]

What kind of hugs do you think the Stardust Crusaders give? 🥺

Not sure if you meant platonic or romantic so I put some of both :>

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🌟Jotaro🌟

• You'd probably have to be rather close for him to hug you, and he'd probably rather have you initiate.

• He's 100% not a PDA person and kinda of in his emo phase so if he hugged you it would be in private

• I feel like he'd be a surprisingly good hugger after the awkwardness passed

• If you initiated and you were close he'd probably tense up a bit before awkwardly hugging back

• After that he'd probably ask for them rarely putting his head on your shoulder

• I feel like if he felt needy he would end up hugging too hard and apologizing very awkwardly

• His hugs would be surprisingly nice, I feel like he would be rather warm

• Would probably bury his face in your neck if you were dating when cuddling alone

• Emo

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🍒Kakyoin🍒

• I feel he'd be awkward but would be more approachable for that

• My homeboy hasn't had much experience in the friend department mkay leave my guy alone

• He'd be awkward with PDA but more willing to give you a side hug or straightup cuddle alone in a bro way when watching movies

• He wouldn't know where or how to put his hands when you first hugged him and would be rather nervous

• I feel like he'd be secretly touch starved

• He'd be very chill with cuddling when watching movies or stuff like that but wouldn't really do it around people

• Tbh I feel he'd be rather awkward but would get the hang or it soon enough

• He would probably hug you a lot when dating when there aren't many people around

• Not hugging but I feel like he'd offer his arm for you nervously when walking around if dating bc he's a polite boy (gentleman)

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✈️Joseph✈️

• This man has no shame

• He would bear hug you and crush your organs in front of everyone without a care in the world

• Would tackle-hug you after not seeing you for a long time

• If you're Jotaro's age he would ruffle your hair too

• Would probably treat you as a second grandkid

• Lifts you up

• Very warm hugs (ignore the crushed ribcage)

• My silly banned from seven airline companies man

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🥐Polnareff🥐

• Another one with zero shame

• Would give zero fucks if there were people present

• Swings you in circles

• Tight hugs but not rib-crushing like our guy Joseph here

• Makes a fucking spectacle

• PDA fan

• If you are dating he will pick you up and kiss round your face while saying french shit you dont understand because french isn't a real language BECAUSE THE GOVERNMENT-

• Biiiiiiiig cuddle fan

• Turns into a fucking octopus wrapping around you

• Baguette

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🔥Avdol🔥

• His hugs would be so nice just bdbrnrbfn

• I feel like he'd feel very fatherly

• And caring

• jdbdnfbfnnfn

• Very warm hugs, man's a human heater

• Comfy

• Makes you feel safe easily with em

• It wouldn't be rib crushing or light, just perfect like that house stealing goldilocks bi-

• I wanna hug him

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🐾Iggy🐾

• Bites you

[gatitties]

Clumsy

─ Crusaders stands x reader

─ Summary: You're the dumbest person Jotaro knows, even without a stand, they all seem to adore and protect you

─ Warnings: none

─ Being friends with Jotaro is already an achievement, although it was not on your part or his, both mothers were neighbors and close friends, so from there a rare friendship was born.

─ You are like the sun and the moon, there is no need to clarify who is who, even though sometimes you are not so bright, Jotaro is definitely not a sun.

─ In any case, you are much more expressive than your friend, and, definitely much more stupid, clumsy, distracted, careless, curious, optimistic... it's not like it's very difficult anyway.

─ Jotaro once said “The only difference between a rock and you, is that the rock can't trip over itself.” “And you have the same expressiveness as a rock and nobody says anything to you.” From time to time you have witty phrases, just from time to time.

─ He really can't understand how you were so dumb and at the same time attentive from one moment to the next, how you go from having the mentality of a fried fly to an average human from one moment to the next.

─ He also doesn't understand how you are so clumsy sometimes and the amount of luck that protects you from having broken any bones so far.

─ He doesn't even bother to catch you when he sees you trip on something because you mysteriously stood up again, not because of you of course, there is always something that prevents you from falling.

─ Then there was the whole "evil spirit" thing that turned out to be his power manifesting in the form of a stand.

─ You were there when the fight with Kakyoin happened but you came out unharmed, although the boy who was being controlled threatened you too, saying that you were a great evil for a certain DIO, which you doubted.

─ Joseph thought that this guess was because you also had a powerful stand, perhaps so powerful that it would be an impediment for DIO, however, you couldn't see anything when Avdol showed his Magician's Red, nor any of the others.

─ Then they assumed that it was some kind of mistake, or they had confused you with someone else, until when you were gathered in the Kujo dwelling, you stood up almost spilling a steaming cup of tea on yourself.

─ Almost, because the four stands rushed to catch the hot drink and hold you in place so you wouldn't trip, you didn't even notice what happened because you were more attentive in greeting your mother, who arrived to see how her sick friend and neighbor was doing.

─ So, in simple words, you were like a magnet attracting stands, and somehow they would protect you, there were no clear explanations for this event yet.

─ You thought the boys had drank another kind of tea when they explained everything to you, but it doesn't matter, the only thing that stayed in your simple brain was a trip to Egypt and saving Jotaro's mother, so you ventured with them.

─ Jotaro assured that even if you encountered danger on your own, you would scare it away as always with your luck.

─ Polnareff joins in later and is surprised when Silver Chariot stops a large rock from falling on you when he didn't even order it or see in time to react, everyone brings him up to date later on you and the strange attachment their stands have towards you.

─ Just imagine the five of them seeing an enemy, lined up, looking at each other seriously while you're on the sidelines, watching everyone fight by punching the air and shouting weird things, you don't understand anything so you keep drinking your milkshake, pushing up your sunglasses while you keep taking photos of tourist spots.

─ Please you have the boys covered in blood from the fight and all you can do is pat them on the head and say “good job with… whatever you guys were doing.”

─ They think the enemies will try to attack you but their stands don’t hurt you either, they start to understand why you’re a threat to DIO, his stand surely refuses to attack you anyway.

─ What the hell are you? The holy divinity of stands?

─ Anyway, you feel a little bad man, all those stands do all their efforts so that your clumsiness or others don’t hurt you and you can’t even see them.

─ You wanted to compensate them or see them somehow, which ended in your five friends covered in flour because you thought that would work to see the figure of their stands, which didn’t happen.

─ So you started talking to the air, looking near the boys hoping that the point you were looking at was where they were.

─ Sometimes they aren't even out but you keep talking to the air, they appreciate it though.

─ Star Platinum usually grabs your arm when you trip over your own feet, Hermit Purple holds objects you accidentally drop, Heriophant Green will deflect sharp or dangerous objects that gravitate towards you, Silver Chariot will smash them with his sword and Magician's Red will be like a bodyguard, watching out for anything that could be harmful.

─ You start to differentiate them by touch, so you can thank them properly now and they are a little excited about it.

─ It's a bit whimsical really, but the stands themselves hope you'll get your own so you can see them.

[lisacomeuseucu]

An Adventure from Another World | JJBA PART3 X FEM!READER

Prolonged

After a car accident, his body and consciousness are taken to the universe of his favorite anime, an event considered miraculous in the eyes of many.

The alarm sound starts ringing, the thin and frantic sound of a clock that comes automatically set on the device on the desk beside the bed. I try to force my heavy, sleepy eyes to open, but it’s a task quickly failed, so I stretch my hand like a snake and reach for my phone. "STOP" – the huge option appears on the screen. Even in my drowsiness, I manage to have a bit of awareness and click the option.

With supernatural force, I force my body to sit up on the bed, my feet feeling the completely cold floor. Time to get ready to catch the bus, I think, remembering the bus ride I have to take. "What a drag..." I whisper to myself. I get up toward the small bathroom in the room, turn the faucet to release the water, and splash it onto my puffy face. I quickly turn it off and open the compartment behind the mirror, grabbing my toothbrush and toothpaste. When I close it, I see my reflection. Dark circles around my eyes show the tiredness, the few white hairs from stress appear in my hair, even though I’m still too young to have them. Facing the sad reality of a humble, working-class person isn’t the best thing in the world. You know you deserve better than this.

I make circular motions all around my mouth, my teeth, gums, and tongue, spitting all the contents into the sink and quickly cleaning it as I rinse my mouth. After changing my clothes and putting on my shoes, my phone starts ringing again, alerting me that it's time to be at the bus stop. Damn! I need to be quick, I put my phone in my bag, sling it over my shoulder, and hurry out of the apartment. If the bus stop were closer, it would have made things so much easier! Even though it's early in the morning, the city is already filling up with people, which disrupts my path. Looking at my phone, I realize I'm extremely late. Oh no! No!! My eyes still fixed on my phone, I ignore everything around me, even the voices of people that seemed desperate. My body warms up, and my eyes begin to burn with a flash of light coming from my left side. The two shining orbs completely capture my attention, like a deer in the middle of the road, so bright and intense like the sound, getting closer and closer to me, which was strange. Wait... I'm crossing! My eyes widen like a doll's eyes, too late to do anything, the sensation of something hitting me in the waist and stomach strikes me hard.

Purple, pink, blue, green, yellow, white. These are all the colors that dominate my vision. Panic floods my body as I realize that instead of falling onto concrete ground, I am falling into a completely colorful and bizarre abyss, as if it were a galaxy full of shining stars. As I look at my body, I notice that strangely, I seem to be turning 2D? Lines from a drawing outline my body! A scream escapes my mouth as I desperately look at my hand, like in a cartoon, not children's drawings, but in the style of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure! When I look up, I get startled by the bright light in front of me. As my eyes adjust to the brightness, I start seeing things more clearly — a sink, that's what I'm looking at, and my hands are gripping it to maintain my balance. How strange... I think, furrowing my brow. I begin to look forward slowly, fear and hesitation accompanying me in this moment. When I gaze into the mirror, I see an image of myself, but not my normal image. It's a version of me from the JoJo universe, right in front of me. "YOU ARE BETTER THAN THIS" each word written across the mirror.

･:*:･ﾟ★｡･:*:･

"Okay... I got run over by a car and for some miraculous reason, the gods decided to be nice to me and let me live in this damn anime. Ugh..." I say to myself, my hand runs across my face until it reaches my hair, squeezing and lightly pulling it. "The good part is that it's my favorite anime, the bad part is that it's JoJo! How am I supposed to participate if I don't have a Stand?! It would make more sense to let me die than to live as a background character." I stomp my foot on the ground like a spoiled child, until I notice a note lying on the floor. Curious, I pick up the paper to read its contents.

"Cigano Deck Card 36

THE CROSS

The card of The Cross symbolizes sacrifice and the struggle necessary to overcome difficulties. However, this card also carries a message of spiritual growth and redemption, showing that suffering can be a tool for achieving transformation."

So I have a Stand represented by the Cigano deck, and we're in the third part of JoJo, where Stands are tarot cards. A sly smile escapes in the middle of my thoughts, the idea of not being a background character making my whole body stir. "Well then, show yourself! I need to figure some things out about you!" I say aloud in an attempt to manifest it, a foolish action that incredibly works. Right in front of me, I see the figure of a large, muscular female body, a cross design covering her entire chest in a beige tone, while the body is covered with ancient runes in golden color. Pieces of fabric that cover parts of her body are dark, contrasting with the light beige and golden colors of my Stand. Her eyes are human-like, and her hair is loose, floating in the wind. If you look closely, there's a faint light around her that makes her look majestic.

"Shit, now the snake's gonna smoke."

[yaizastuff]

Okay sooo hello everyone!! <3 I got an idea for some headcanons and I knew I would love to do this! It's a Stardust Crusaders x Y/N headcanons. Imagine a situation where Y/N falls over each one of the members of the Crusaders in a... compromised position.

Hope you all enjoy!!!

Jotaro Kujo

The scent of rust and blood clung to the air. The orangutan’s Stand crumbled behind you. Jotaro exhaled sharply and shrugged off his heavy black jacket, the golden chain clinking against the floor. His dark green tank top clung to his chest and abs, damp with sweat.

He barely looked winded. Just annoyed.

You walked closer. “You okay?”

He gave a lazy shrug. “Tch. I’ve had worse.”

You slipped. Fast. You didn’t see the wet spot on the floor.

You fell into him, your knees bracketing his hips, chest close, thighs flush against his. He caught your wrist out of reflex but didn’t push you off.

His arms crossed immediately, and his head turned sharply to the left. Cheeks red. Eyes hidden.

“Yare yare daze…”

You smirked. “Jotaro, are you blushing?”

“Get off.”

“You’re warm.”

“I said get off.”

Yet his hands didn’t push. His breath was shallow. He stayed still. And he never looked you in the eye.

Noriaki Kakyoin

He sat close to the fire, hands around his knees, red hair tousled. His eyes were on the flames, but he flinched when you brushed his arm.

“You okay?”

“I am now,” he answered softly.

You leaned over to reach for something. Your foot caught on a water flask—you stumbled forward, hands trying to break the fall but failing—you landed directly on his lap, legs on either side of him, your faces inches apart.

He completely froze, mouth slightly open, a dumb, stunned smile creeping over his face.

“Uhh…”

You blinked. “Sorry—!”

“No, no! I—I don’t mind! I mean—I’m not complaining! Just… surprised.”

You tried to move. He instinctively placed his hands lightly on your waist. “Wait.”

“For what?”

“…Let me have this moment.”

“You’re red as a tomato.”

He bit his lip, flustered. “I have a Stand. Not control over my nervous system.”

Jean Pierre Polnareff

Polnareff sat on the bed, sweaty, breathing heavily but intact. No stab wounds this time. Just exhaustion.

“Are you okay?” you asked.

“I’m good—well, better with you here.”

You smiled and took a step closer—slipping on the rug and falling straight onto his lap, your knees on both sides of his thighs, bodies close, eyes locking.

He stiffened like you’d shocked him. Bright red. Silent.

You shifted your hips to balance. His face went scarlet.

You froze too. “...Jean Pierre.”

He looked horrified. “I—I swear I didn’t do anything!”

You tilted your head. “You sure? Something’s standing to attention down there.”

His jaw dropped. “Mon dieu!”

You laughed. “Should I be flattered?”

“You should get off before I die from embarrassment!”

You didn’t move.

“You’re enjoying this!”

“…Maybe a little.”

Muhammad Avdol

You were all scattered on the rocky shore. Avdol lay flat on his back, soaked, chest rising and falling. His robes were heavy with seawater, eyes closed in exhaustion.

You rushed toward him, slipping on wet stone. You fell forward—and landed straddling his hips, hands on his chest to catch yourself.

His eyes flew open—wide, stunned, and locked on yours.

For a moment, he just stared, completely frozen, water dripping from his temples, his deep brown eyes burning into you with shock and confusion.

You moved slightly. He gasped. His hand shot out, grabbing your wrist gently—but firmly.

“…What are you doing?”

“I fell.”

He blinked rapidly. “I… see that.”

“You’re blushing.”

“I just almost died. A fall wasn’t what I expected after that.”

“But you’re not pushing me off.”

He cleared his throat, still holding your wrist. “I have no words for this situation.”

You leaned forward with a grin. “That’s a first.”

Joseph Joestar

Joseph lay there, hands behind his head, chest rising with adrenaline, a few cuts decorating his arms.

“I’d say I aged like fine wine, wouldn’t you?”

You stepped forward. “You’re bleeding.”

He winked. “Battle damage. Adds to the charm.”

You crouched to check him, lost balance, and fell flat on top of him, straddling his waist, faces inches apart.

He grinned immediately, blush creeping up his cheeks, but didn’t move. Just kept his arms behind his head like a smug bastard.

“Well, well, well…”

“Don’t.”

“I’m a married man, you know,” he whispered playfully, eyes flicking to your lips. “But Suzie Q doesn’t need to know everything…”

You rolled your eyes. “You’re impossible.”

“But very comfortable, aren’t I?”

“You’re blushing.”

He smirked. “Can’t blame me. This is the best I’ve looked all day.”

You leaned down. “You’re ridiculous.”

He smiled up at you. “And yet… you’re not moving.”

I hope you enjoyed it!!! This was very fun to make, but remember I'm a newbie at this so pls be kind 🥹

Love you all ❤️🫶

[brandoscomet]

Hey, feel free to ignore this one if you want! Its a little specific. In short, its kind of a platonic Startdust Crusaders x reader type thing?

Jotaros younger sister is a powerful stand user who is part of the Stardust Crusaders, and bonds quickly with the others.

She is serious but sweet, intelligent but anxious, and exremely perceptive.

You can decide who would fit better for this : Kakyoin or Polnereff. But one night, shes telling him about her thoughts regarding her brother. How shes worried about how much he pushes and isolates himself. How she wants to be there for him and help him. How she knows he deeply cares for her and their mother, but wants him to feel comfortable enough to talk to her when he needs to, and honestly just secretly wants a closer relationship, but has no idea how to go about it. She knows if she tries to bring it up shes either gonna chicken out, or he would just dismiss or dodge the subject. Kak/Pol kind of gives her his thoughtss, a little bit of guidence, a few gentle words to try and help. And Jotaro overhears every word......

Again, no pressure to accept this one! Have a good weekend (also, did you hear the anime for JJBA Part 7 was oficialy announced today???)!

PART 7 I KNOW I KNOWWW AUGHHHH IM SK EXCITEDD!

ALSO! GOOD NEWS! I know I told y’all I’d be grounded, but I paid my own phone bill in its entirety rather than splitting it like I usually do this month, so my mom agreed to let me keep my phone despite everything. I’ll be back on a semi-regular uploading schedule!!!

This was a super cute request!! As an oldest sister of 5, I feel this, lol. Maybe I projected a little bit. Oops!

I picked Kak, because he’s more emotionally mature and intelligent than polnareff. I love the way that the fandom has accepted that Jotaro actually has deeper emotions ugh. I’m such a sucker for guys who feel.

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(PLATONIC) Kakyoin (and Jotaro) x Jotaro’s sister!Reader

You sighed, plopping yourself down on the balcony outside of your hotel room. You let your weary muscles slack and sink into the plush-lined chair, taking in the smell and atmosphere of the night breeze.

You’d had a hard day that day, dealing with not one— but two stand attacks in the span of less than twelve hours. You and the rest of the team were beat. Finally, after hours of fighting tooth and nail to stay on the journey to save your mother, the battle was over. The Crusaders had checked into a hotel and decided it would be best to room you with your brother and Kakyoin, because they figured that that arrangement would mean the least amount of chaos for you.

It was late that night. Everyone in the other room was asleep already, and you were all in your pajamas and ready for sleep by that point.

But instead, basking in the moonlight on the balcony, you replayed that day’s events, recounting in your mind how your brother, the stoic and tough Jotaro, had flipped out on you and raised his voice at you when you unintentionally alerted one of the stand users to where you were. A frown pulled at the corners of your lips.

Lost in thought, you didn’t hear the sliding glass door open, or Kakyoin’s footsteps as he approached where you were sitting.

“Hey, Y/N.” He began. Upon seeing you pensive and lost in thought, though, concern seeped into his mind. “It’s unusual for you to be all by yourself like this. Is everything alright?”

You snapped back into reality, looking up at your magenta-haired friend. “Yeah, Kakyoin, sorry. I’m just— a little bugged.”

“Oh,” He replied. Although he was more emotionally intelligent than the rest of the group, he didn’t have any friends growing up, so he was hesitant and unsure when it came to providing emotional support. But he figured there was no better time to figure that out than right now.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He questioned. “Or would you rather me go back inside and leave you to think?”

“No, no. I need to get this out, I think. Jotaro’s frustrating me. Don’t get me wrong, I love my brother and all, but I just feel like he’s….. emotionally constipated. Does that make sense?”

Kakyoin chuckled a little, seating himself in the chair across from you. “Yeah, I see what you mean. What bothers you about that?” He asked.

You sighed, crossing your legs and resting your elbow on the arm of the chair, laying your head in your hand. “I’m worried about him. When he’s frustrated, or scared, or sad, or anything, he either lashes out verbally or completely shuts his emotions down. He isolates himself, and I just wish he’d be more open. I feel like he doesn’t trust me or something, even though I know that’s not the case. I don’t understand why he won’t talk to me.” You lamented, rambling a bit.

There was a pause, and Kakyoin thought for a second.

Then, “I think he’s just nervous.”

You tilted your head, lifting it out of your hand and laying your arm down flat, you sat straight up. “Huh?”

Kakyoin continued. “He’s your older brother. He’s the ‘tough guy’ of the group— the ‘tough guy’ of your family. Especially with your father out on trips all the time. He probably doesn’t want to let that down, you know what I mean?”

You squinted your eyes a bit, pondering on his words. “Go on….”

“He has to be the ‘man of the house’ with your dad on tour. He probably just wants to seem like he has everything under control. Like nothing can phase him. To ‘protect’ you and your mom, in a sense. He wants you two to think he has weaknesses, because that’d make you two worry about him. But he doesn’t think you and your mom should worry, he feels like all the worrying should be on him. It’s a complex a lot of older siblings have.” He explained.

The two of you sat in silence for a minute, thinking to yourselves together.

“Wow. Now that you mention that, it makes a lot of sense. I never thought our dad’s frequent absences really affected him, but I never considered that.” You said.

Kakyoin looked at you, his gaze softening. “Jotaro cares a lot about you, and a lot about your mom. He’d do anything to keep you two safe— I’ve seen it myself. I’m sure you know this already, but he loves you and your mom more than anything. You’re his family. No ‘tough guy’ persona could hide that.”

You turned your head away, looking down at the street below, thinking again. “So what do I do?”

Kakyoin looked at you, a puzzled expression on his face. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, how do I get him to be more open? To feel comfortable talking, to know that it’s okay to feel those things?”

“You tell him.” He said, shrugging. “There’s not really any other way to let him know. You just have to find the right moment.”

You hummed in agreement. “I just wish I didn’t have to, you know? I wish he just, like, knew. That it’s okay to have feelings and emotions other than anger and nonchalance.”

Kakyoin laughed again, a gentle sound. “Yeah. He seems to have a lot of stuff bottled up. He told me about some of it earlier, after the second attack.” He lowered his voice, his eyes shifting, his tone changing to something more sympathetic. “Don’t tell him I told you this, but he was really worried about you earlier. He felt bad about yelling at you. He just wants to keep you safe. He feels like you and his mom are all he really has, and he panics when you’re in danger. He just doesn’t know how to express that aside from getting upset.”

Upon hearing that, you felt bad. You had been angry at Jotaro for being mad at you, but he really just wanted to show you he cared. You let out a groan. “Uugghh, Kakyoin, I feel so stupid now. It’s so obvious when you explain it like that.”

“I mean, it’s not obvious to you. I think I’m just picking up on it because I’m an outsider in the situation. You live with him, so you assume he’s just doing what he does and being a jerk. It makes sense that you wouldn’t see it.”

Suddenly, you froze in absolute terror. Your eyes went wide, and they slowly turned to Kakyoin.

Worried, the magenta-haired boy turned around, assuming something was behind him.

There stood Jotaro. Kakyoin had left the sliding glass door open, and Jotaro had heard everything. Everything.

He grumbled, stepping out onto the balcony, pulling his hat over his face. Kakyoin excused himself, walking past Jotaro and going back inside to allow you and your brother to have your fun sibling bonding moment together.

Jotaro didn’t sit, rather opting to walk over and stand next to the chair Kakyoin had occupied.

“I’m sorry about blowing up at you earlier.” He said, his voice gruff from exhaustion. He sucked in a big breath, and then exhaled. He stood for a second, as if getting the words out was physically taxing on him.

“It freaks me out when you get hurt. It’s—“ he sighed again, not used to talking about his feelings. Not knowing what to say.

“It’s scary.” He finally admitted. “We’re on this journey so we don’t lose mom.”

A pause.

“The possibility that I could lose you in the process is scary.”

That thought hadn’t occurred to you yet. I mean, how could you have? You didn’t have to worry about losing Jotaro, since he was so independent and powerful and all. You didn’t think about how he could have to worry about losing the both of you on this journey.

“Kakyoin was right.” He continued. “And you were right. To be upset at me for yelling. I’m sorry.”

You were still looking at him, surprised at what he was saying.

Too tired to say anything smart, you simply stood up and walked over to him. You opened your arms and wrapped them around him.

“It’s okay, Jotaro. Thanks for the apology.” Letting go of him, you scratched the side of your head nervously, looking away a little bit. “You know you can talk to me, right? I’m your sister. I’m here for you just as much as you’re here for me, y’know. You don’t have to hide how you feel just so you look strong.”

He contemplated for a second. “Yeah. I’ll work on that. Thanks, Y/N.”

Though it wasn’t much, this was a big step for him, and you knew that. He didn’t have much to say, but he’d find the words when he needed them. And he’d find you when he needed to let them out.

“And I’ll work on not getting myself into trouble so often.” You said. “I’m sorry for worrying you so much, I know things have been tough for you because you’ve been worried about mom, but also me, too. I promise I’ll be more careful from now on.”

He cracked a small smile, letting out a low chuckle and putting his big hand on your head, ruffling your hair. “Yeah, you really need to get better at that. I have no idea how I’m related to someone so accident-prone. You probably got it from the old man.”

You groaned sarcastically. “I’m not nearly as bad as grandpa. He’s been in, like, 3 plane crashes already. There’s no way you’re telling me I’m as bad as him.”

He rolled his eyes, still smiling subtly. “Sure. Whatever you say, Y/N.” He said, turning to go back inside. “You should get some sleep. We’re leaving early tomorrow.”

“Uh oh, moment’s over. Bossy Jotaro is back.” You said, poking fun at his change of attitude.

“Good grief.” He mumbled, a small upturn at the corner of his mouth.

And with that, Jotaro walked inside and shut the door behind him. The relief of letting his feelings out muddled with the exhaustion in his bones made him crawl straight into bed. Even though he was tired, there was a smile still on his face. Even if it was difficult for him, he was glad he got to let things hang out in the open. He decided he’d be more open with his family more often, and he was glad to know that he had support, too.

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[nayastar0]

: :✦ɴᴏʀɪᴀᴋɪ ᴋᴀᴋʏᴏɪɴ🍒 a moment between us;

—pairings: Kakyoin Noriaki x fem!reader

—cw: university au, modern au, small makeout, mentions of sex(indirectly), bad grammar

—genre: fluff

—sypnosis: after a tiring day at university, you decided to spend the rest of the day with your boyfriend;

author note: i’m back yayyyyy (no one cares😭)

➤ You yawned for the 10th time that day. That day was being specially tiring for you. You where taking Arts in university and it was nothing like you had expected. Well, at least you were going to see your boyfriend before classes…that was a good thing at least.

You were sitting near the fountain in the middle of the campus, drawing in your sketchbook when your heard your best friend’s voice calling you: “HEY Y/N!!!” You jolted. When your best friend approached you glared at her “i told you to stop screaming my name like that!” She laughed placing her hands on her hips “you really are no fun, Y/n” you rolled your eyes and closed your sketchbook. Your best friend’s is Yashiro. She’s in the same class but she’s the complete opposite of you. She’s an extrovert and you’re an introvert. While everyone in class knows who is she, you’re just a loner who wears extra sized clothes all year. Yashiro sat next to you smirking 

“Sooooooo…i heard that you’ll see your boyfriend today…” you raised an eyebrow at her

“I literally told you that yesterday …and stop smirking like that, it’s scary”

“Like what?” She said still smirking

“Like THAT!” 

She laughed which me you chuckled slightly. You always forget that her laugh is so contagious.

: :🍒: :

When the lecture ended, started to pack your things when you felt a pair of hands on your shoulders 

“Are tou going to go see your boyfriend now? Can i go with you?” Yashiro asked smiling. 

You sighed.

“We can do something together tomorrow, ‘kay?”

Yashiro pouted, she always acted like a kid around you, and you knew exactly why. 

“Yo, yashiro! We’re going to the karaoke together! Wanna come with us?”

A group of people asked waved at Yashiro which she smiled and waved back

“Yeah of course!”

She turned at you a smiled

“I’ll call you tomorrow, love ya!”

Then, she ran to the group and disappeared between the doors of the lecture room. You sighed. This was definitely being tiring day for you.

You yawned while walking though the campus. Finally the day ended, finally you were going to see your boyfriend.

“I should call him…” you said looking for your phone inside your bag.

The truth is, you’ve been worried about your boyfriend for a while now. After the incident with his stomach and sight that sent him to the hospital, everything changed. You visited him everyday, of course, but still you were very worried about him. Maybe you were just pressuring him to much…

when he left the hospital, you were really happy and you started visiting his apartment everyday. 

But you didn’t know that he was insecure about his new body. He became more skinny because of his new diet, he lost weight, and the scars in his eyes and belly didn’t help. When he told you about it, you felt terrible. How could you not notice something like that? How could you not notice that we was not ok? So you decided to worship him everyday, telling him that you love him just the way he is and doesn’t need to worry about anything, and it did helped him become less insecure about his body, and you were happy. 

“Ah- Y/n.” 

You heard a soft voice calling your name, a voice that you knew exactly who it belonged to. Your eyes widened.

“…Noriaki?”

You lifted your head up just to see your boyfriend standing in front of you. He was a bit taller than you and his body got more muscular since the last time you saw him. He was wearing the green turtleneck sweater you had given him, which made you even happier, he also his favorite brown pants, with a belt, and with his brown boots.

You laughed and ran to him.

“You know you didn’t had to pick me up, right?” 

“I know but i wanted to surprise you”

You placed your hands on his shoulders, tou tip-toed and you placed a quick peek on his lips.

You ran your hands from his shoulders to his chest, making him blush. You looked at his sweater then you looked back at him

“It looks great on you”

“…thanks” Kakyoin said with a loving smile on his face.

: :🍒: :

At his apartment, Kakyoin went to kitchen.

“I’m going to prepare some tea for me, do you want some for you too?”

“Ah yes please, thank you…” 

You said while sitting in his sofa.

Some minutes had passed and now you were watching a movie on his tv when you felt a pair of soft lips in your cheek. 

“Ah- Noriaki!” You said giggling

“Here’s your tea, sweetheart.”

“Thanks, baby”

You turned off the tv and gently took the cup from him a you started sipping the liquid carefully. Kakyoin sat beside you watching you as you drink the tea. You noticed him staring so you raised an eyebrow.

“Is there something wrong, Nori?”

He snapped out of his trance and looked away with a slight shade of pink in his ears.

“No, no, nothing’s wrong, it’s just…you’re…you’re mesmerizing…it’s addictive…”

He looked at you again with soft loving eyes. He, gently and carefully raised a hand to caress your cheek. You placed the cup of tea in the table and you closed the proximity between you two with a kiss, kakyoin gasped in surprise but quickly reciprocated. The kiss quickly escalated into something more intimate. Your tongues danced with each other freely with you often leting out small gasps and moans against his mouth.

Never breaking the kiss, you pushed Kakyoin making him fall with his back against the arm of the sofa and you placed yourself on top of him as he placed his hands on your hips with a tight grip which made you let out a small moan.

Finally you broke the kiss, seeking for air to breath while formed a pout with his lips.

“What?”

“Why did you stop?”

You looked at him smirking

“I can always give you more…”

Suddenly, you receive a call. You get up from the sofa to pick up the phone, leaving Kakyoin still pouting.

“Yes?”

“Y/N, hellooooo~!”  Yashiro almost shouted 

“What is it, you said you would call me tomorrow…”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean I can’t call you today…i was going to ask if you are free tonight!”

You looked at Kakyoin, searching for his opinion but all you got was a strong pout is his lips. You sighed

“Sorry, I’m going to spend to night with my boyfriend…”

“Oooooohh~ okay then, I won’t bother you….oh, and don’t forget to use condom, I don’t my best friend pregnant yet!”

You blushed furiously

“WHA-….oh my god” you sighed and she laughed

“Bye bye pookie, love ya~~”

She ended the call and you sighed, you turned to Kakyoin just to see that he was not there.

“Noriaki?”

“I’m in my room!”

You made your way to his room and you founded him staring at his scar in his belly with a sad look on his face. You sighed, walked to him and hugged him from behind placing and kiss on his neck.

“The most beautiful scar i’ve ever seen…i never told you this but…you look so hot with this scar…”

He turned at you, still inside your arms

“…do you really think so…?”

“Yes, of course honey! You’re the most beautiful men I’ve ever saw in my life!”

You placed your hand in his belly

“And this scar right here won’t change my opinion”

You kissed his lips, jawline, neck, collarbone, chest and lips again.

He smiled warmly at you. In fact you always made sure that you love him, even with scars in his eyes and stomach. You always made sure that, whenever he felt insecure, you where always there with him and you always shooed the insecurities away, and he was so thankful for that.

“Kakyoin?”

He snapped out of his trance and looked at you.

“Sorry…did i stared to much…?”

“Hehe, no it’s ok…come here”

You climbed into his bed and opened your arms. 

He smiled and followed you laying on top of you and with his head on your breasts. You chuckled and ran your fingers through his red hair.

“I love your Noriaki”

You said placing a kiss on his head 

“I love you too, baby”

He said with his voice muffled which made you laugh. You two stayed there cuddling for a few hours, just enjoying each other’s presence.

©2025 NayaStar. all rights reserved.

[nicherayyy]

Reader: why didn’t you react when Polnareff cried?

Jotaro: I did, I rolled my eyes.

[gothic-thoughts]

Too Selfless

Stardust Crusaders x Black GN Reader Angst

StandUser!Reader, Platonic (no ship)

CW: Reader has heat intolerance (based off me fr), all the Stardust Crusaders featured, slight panicking,

TW: passing out, mini anxiety attack

CW: passing out from the heat, arguing with Jotaro, cursing??, based on the canon but slightly out of order

Word Count: 1667 (give or take)

(a/n): this fic is literally just me coping 😭😭

Riding on through the desert on camelback was hard enough without (Y/n)'s heat hypersensitivity. Nobody knew about your weakness but it was the reason you insisted on riding with someone just in case—that someone being Polnareff. Your arms were tightly wrapped around his waist for safety while the sway of the camel mixed with the arid air induced vertigo. The heat rises slightly but suddenly enough to give you whiplash which only adds to your nausea.

Despite never really being able to sweat, sweat began pouring out of every pore as you breathed as slow as you could, desperately trying to find some semblance of relaxation before you out your struggling to the group. Your arms loosen around Polnareff, mind swirling and slowing starts before you refocus to swirl and slow from the heat but you quickly tighten them back around him before he could notice. You sighed, trying to catch your breath but noticed you were becoming even hotter even if it was by just one degree.

“Pol?” You whimper in an attempt to save brain power, "Polnareff?"

"Yeah, what is it?"

"What's...the temperature right now?"

"It's...." He takes out his thermometer. "81 degrees, but don't worry. It'll be nightfall soon and you can finally stop sweating." He chuckles.

"(Y/n)?" Joseph chuckled, "Sweating?" 

"When have they ever sweat? Or even enough for it to be a problem for anyone?" Kakyoin asked.

"Now, I guess." Polnareff shrugs, "They've been panting and struggling to hold on for the past 5 minutes."

"You guys don’t feel it?" You try to raise your voice above a whisper, "I think... it's getting hotter. We need...to hurry."

"Calm down, we've only been out here an hour. Besides, you've got a hat on, don't you?"

“...Jean...”

You physically feel your energy level plummet just from merely keeping yourself upright and you fall against his back weakly, left cheek squishing into his shoulder blade to look at Jotaro riding his camel next to them. You lock eyes your blank stare and slow blinks worry him enough to furrow his eyebrows and call out for the rest of the group's attention but his voice was so... warped. Your energy finally ran out and your body gave out, slumping sideways. 

Star Platinum appears and catches you right before you hit the burning sand. Kakyoin jumps off his camel and runs to take you from Jotaro's stand as it disappears. The redhead pulls off your sunhat to check your temperature, eyes widening slightly at the extreme moisture and warmth on your forehead alone, noting it was much hotter than his. All you could do was attempt to force your hazy, lidded vision to focus on the concerned face above you as the temperature rose again.

“What the hell happened?” Joseph asked, pulling his camel to stop.

“Not sure," Jotaro chimed in, jumping off his camel, "They looked confused as hell and then just fell over.”

“They’re too hot.” Kakyoin says, placing his ear right about your mouth, “Way too hot and their breath is faint.”

“But how; we’ve all been out here for the same amount of time!” Joseph asked, “And they’re covered up the most out of all of us.”

“Maybe they're being dramatic?" Polnareff hoped, “Or dehydrated?”

"They wouldn't 'dramatically' drop into the hot sand.” Jotaro rebutted, folding his arms.

Kakyoin adjusts your limp body to bridal carry you, keeping your upper body off of the sand, “(Y/n)? Hey, look at me!”

"I think they were on to something though,” Jotaro fans himself, "It's a whole lot hotter than when we first got here."

"It'll be night soon." Joseph checks his watch and gasps, "What the hell, it's 8 pm already!"

"So how the hell is the sun still up?"

"This has got to be a stand, but where's the user?"

"Just give 'em water until we know--"

"Kakyoin." Polnareff blurted, "They're...."

The men all look down to see your chapped lips part slightly as your eyes start to flutter shut. They rush back to their camels to find a full canteen while Kakyoin shakes you gently, trying to keep you awake. You do your best to remain conscious, using any remaining willpower left in your body.

“Hey! No, no!" Kakyoin puts your sunhat back on as he desperately tries to get you cool, "(Y/n), hey! Come on, keep your eyes open. They're looking, okay? We're looking for water."

"Keep 'em awake dammit!" Jotaro shouted, rummaging through his bag.

“I'm trying!" Kakyoin taps your face lightly, "Hang on, (Y/n)."

You give in to the heat, too weak to even stay conscious. The last thing you're able to register was something about the sun looking a little bizarre. Kakyoin's next sentence fell deaf on ears as your eyes closed, head drooping back. He caught the back of it and kept it up trying one last time to get your attention when your hand limply drops to the burning sand.

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Hearing a groggy whine, I glance over from my seat in an armchair to see (Y/n) slowly sit up on the hotel bed. I sigh in relief, seeing them quickly reach for the water bottle on the nightstand but anger starts to bubble up seeing them chug, bringing back stressful memories of them falling unconscious. I abruptly stand from the chair making them tense and stop drinking. Their eyes widened slightly at my expression.

"Hey... Jotaro..."

I blink, unamused. "You good now?"

"Uh yeah. Just, uh... just a little thirsty."

"I bet." I scoff, crossing my arms, "Which is why I'm a little confused as to why you thought it was a good idea to never mention your heat stroke before we got here."

They paused mid-sip and I could just tell they were deciding whether or not to play dumb, but no; they opted to sit there in guilty silence as I stepped closer to the end of the bed, head tilted while waiting for a response. They take too long, so I speak up.

"Well?"

"Not like I knew--"

"Cut the shit, you can't not know you're weak to heat; meaning you know how dangerous that shit is. And to top it all off, we're in fucking Egypt."

"Jojo--"

"Don't 'Jojo' me; are you out of you're goddamn mind? We would've covered you up better or brought more water. Or better yet, we would've kept you home."

"What, the hell are you talking about, 'kept me home'?"

"You heard me. You knew we were coming to Egypt and you didn't say anything about this. Did it not once occur to you that it'd get more than a little hot?"

"...It did, but we made it all the way here. I was fine up until now, so what's the problem?"

"That's even worse. You had well over a week to say something and you didn't bring it up once like your health is some minor inconvenience."

"I was fine! I had it covered for the most part."

"Tch, yeah; that's why we had to call in a fucking helicopter, possibly telling DIO how close we were. You were so fine that we had to press ice and cold rags to your body and monitor your fucking heartrate. I had to carry you into this fucking hotel room and you think you had it covered?"

"I meant I had it covered up until now, dickhead; I just wanted to help! You're acting like it wasn't bright as hell at 8 pm!"

"Polnareff told us you were panting like a dog before the stand made it hotter."

"Cuz it was hot as fuck, Jotaro! I can't help if more vulnerable to heat than you!"

"That's why you shouldn't be here. You're basically telling me you were fine this entire fucking trip but now that DIO's close enough to us to fight us himself you're not at you're strongest anymore."

Their eyebrows furrow. "What?"

"You were unconscious for about an hour, (Y/n). I had to watch your body jolt every time you swallowed water, involuntarily might I add. So, you're either gonna stay in this air conditioner room or I'm getting the old man to call another helicopter to bring you home."

"What?! You can't do that, I'm not going anywhere."

"And I'm not asking. It'd be less work for you to just stay put here, but I don't really trust you to; you're stubborn. So take your pick, but you're not fighting anymore."

"You don't think the guys are gonna be pissed about this? They'll back me up, I came all this way and helped!"

I sigh, walking away from the bed, "Why do you think I'm telling you this now?"

Their jaw drops slightly, looking for their next words. The silence was tense as their head hung in shame and frustration, hopefully seeing this from my perspective. I sigh deeply.

"I came because DIO is dangerous, there's a possibility that I won't come back alive. That's why I didn't care, I didn't tell anyone cuz I knew you wouldn't let me come."

"You're being way more selfless than you need to be. You shouldn't be fighting him if you're also going to fight the temperature. It's not fair to you or us if you die by something other than a stand user or DIO himself. Especially if it's because we didn't know."

They look away from me, body still weak, "I'm sorry."

"I just don't wanna see you die, in vain or otherwise. Stay here with Iggy, I'm not asking you, (Y/n). We'll come back when we're done and we'll all go home."

"Iggy's staying?"

"Again, I don't trust you to stay here and not come find us."

"...You're right..." They sniffle, avoiding eye contact still, "About everything."

"I'm not mad, just worried."

"I get it, I was too selfless. Just go, save your mom. And don't die trying."

I give them a little smirk and pull down the brim of my hat as I walk to the door, letting Iggy in as I open it.

(a/n): I singlehandedly saved Iggy by writing this fic 😭😭

[byakuyacoochie]

Contacts - Stardust Crusaders x Reader

a/n: This was originally part of the 1000 follower event...and has been in the drafts for almost a full year...worse thing is it was almost fully done minus Jotaros & Kakyoins part.

Hitting yous with another will fix mistakes soon! The app or tumblr itself does not make fixing mistakes easy.

[jolyfics]

Hello! I really like your posts ❤️ please can you do something like a date or first-kiss-situation with Noriaki? Or your HC for him (maybe even for 3+ , if he had survived, parts). It will be wonderful!

𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚

𝘬𝘢𝘬𝘺𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

summary: you and kakyoins first kiss

notes: i’m so sorry this took so long!! i hope you enjoy it ml <3

it was a dark night, cold per usual, you hated how Egypt’s weather fluctuated due to the time of day. you lay awake staring at the fire, it seemed to be the only thing causing you comfort on a night like this. it was your turn to keep watch while the rest of the crusaders slept, a job that everyone had to do if you were sleeping on the road instead of a hotel.

you yawned, tiredness slowly creeping up on you, what you’d do to know what time it was. you just wanted to sleep.

“hey..” a tired voice came from your left. startled, you turned your head, only to be met with kakyoins sleepy eyes.

“good morning, kak” you responded, turning your head back towards the fire. it seemed to keep you awake for the time being.

before long, you heard rustling and then a heavy blanket placed over your head, you turned around to see kakyoin smiling. he too was underneath the blanket.

“you looked cold, i figured i should help out, did it work?” he asked, scooting closer towards you for heat, as well as to make sure the blanket stayed on both of you.

“i am, thank you” you gave him a ‘thank you’ smile before laying your head to rest on his shoulder. you had almost forgot how much muscle kakyoin actually had, giving that he was smaller than the rest of the crusaders.

he rested his head atop of yours. you both lay there for a few moments, basking in the fires cracking flames, as well as eachother. it was nice, comfortable even. you two had been pretty good friends for this trip, being the closest to eachother.

he lifted his head, you did so too, looking up to see why he moved. his head was pointed at the sand, like he was contemplating something. before you could ask whats wrong, he lifted his hand and placed it on your cheek; then, he placed his lips ontop of yours. you could feel your cheeks heating up every second, though, you didn’t want him to stop

he parted away from you, he seemed shocked at what he did, “(name).. i’m so sorry i-“ you cut him off, “it’s okay, i liked it”

[agsbf]

Death No More

Stardust Crusaders x Isekai! Leitora

Capítulo 19: Pica-Pau Vs Puxa-Frango

Capítulo Anterior - Masterlist

Alguns minutos se passaram, devido ao anúncio do duelo, qualquer oportunidade de repouso havia sido destruída. O quinteto pagou a conta do restaurante, antes de caminharem ao ponto de encontro, embora pudessem ignorar o francês e simplesmente seguir viagem, fugir da luta nunca foi uma opção: Polnareff era um ajudante do Brando, se não o derrotassem agora, ele reapareceria depois, sendo apenas um jeito de atrasar o inevitável.

O trajeto foi realizado em silêncio. O Tiger Balm Garden ficava em um monte, sendo necessário gastar um tempo extra para chegar até o topo da colina: durante a viagem, o sapato do Kujo batia no chão com força a cada passo dado, o cenho do universitário franzido a todo momento, a respiração acelerada, apesar de tentar esconder a apreensão com um rosto sério. Abdul, mesmo sendo o primeiro a batalhar, não parecia tenso, suor descia pela sua testa, mas nada além disso: ele reconhecia a igualdade dos Stands, ciente da chance de vitória de ambos serem semelhantes.

Quando terminaram o percurso, Jean se encontrava no local, sentado em frente à entrada do jardim. Ao perceber a chegada do grupo, ele se levantou, dando um meio sorriso aos integrantes:

—Vejo que não fugiram. Até chegaram adiantados. —O queixo do homem se encontrava erguido, os olhos fixos na figura de Abdul, os lábios pressionados em uma linha reta. —Vocês têm um desejo de morte precoce?

O chão do local continha um amarelo terroso, a decoração ao redor sendo constituída de esculturas semelhantes a estalactites em tonalidades variadas, junto a estátuas de animais em cores fantasias, trazendo uma sensação surrealista ao lugar, se sentia dentro de um quadro do Salvador Dalí: o cara dos relógios derretidos.

—Só queremos terminar logo com isso. —Muhammad deu um passo em direção ao lacaio, encarando o quarteto por cima do ombro. —É melhor se afastarem. A situação vai começar a pegar fogo.

Vocês se retiraram a alguns metros, seguindo o conselho do egípcio. Quando ele considerou a distância segura, focou no combate à sua frente:

Chamas apareceram próximo às costas do jovem de Bantu Knots. Uma explosão ocorreu enquanto o pássaro de fogo surgia, soltando um grito agudo ao se posicionar diante da luta; o som do animal estridente ao ponto de tamparem os ouvidos em uma tentativa vã de abafarem o barulho. A postura da ave se encontrava rígida; as costas levemente arqueadas; os punhos fechados; um deles alinhado ao ombro ao mesmo tempo que o outro estava dobrado com o cotovelo perpendicular ao chão, como se fosse socar o servo.

—Deixe-me fazer uma previsão. —Polnareff disse, materializando a entidade com armadura. —Por mais irônico, se sente intimado pelo seu Stand, não estou correto?

Silver Chariot flutuava no ar ao lado de Pierre: as pernas da aparição curvadas, enquanto apontava a espada em direção ao alvo, o braço restante atrás em um estado de defesa.

—Tentando vencer um vidente em uma batalha de previsões? Que pretensioso. —A voz de Abdul estava baixa quando comentou aquilo, optando por não gastar sua energia com comentários provocativos. Quem cantava vitória antes da hora sempre sucumbia ao fracasso, foi algo aprendido pelo cartomante ao perder para o Noriaki no Uno, onde poderia ter vencido se tivesse guardado suas jogadas especiais e alguém bloqueasse o ruivo.

—Eu não sou pretensioso, minha técnica é.

O Stand cinza deu o primeiro golpe em direção ao Mago Vermelho, o olhar do platinado possuía um brilho mortal, afogado em um sentimento de fúria sempre que encarava Muhammad. Muita coisa se encontrava em jogo para o europeu, não poderia se dar o luxo de morrer, se fizesse o assassino de Sherry sairia impune dos seus crimes. A segunda investida veio em sequência, depois a terceira, quarta; parou de contar depois da sexta; os golpes estavam ocorrendo continuamente, mirando em pontos vitais.

O pássaro conseguiu se desviar da lâmina, porém Abdul precisou tomar fôlego. Polnareff percebeu, perguntando com um sorriso nos lábios:

—Já está cansado, monsieur? Vamos lá, torne essa batalha um desafio.

Quando o servo de Dio disse isso, a ave sumonou uma bola de fogo, soltando outro ruído penetrante durante o ataque.

O espectro esgrimista utilizou a espada para rebater o golpe, perfurando a esfera antes de acertá-lo, arremessando-a em uma das esculturas de animais presentes no jardim. Pedaços dessa estátua caíram no chão, o restante da figura de concreto sendo moldada a reproduzir a aparência do Stand do egípcio.

—Desgraçado! Está caçoando de nós! —Seu melhor amigo comentou.

—Uma obra prima, não acham? —O francês estralou o pescoço, soltando uma gargalhada. —O Mago Vermelho combina com este lugar.

Diante da provocação, o jovem de Bantu Knots franziu o cenho, colocando a palma da mão reta em frente ao rosto. Joseph reconhecia a expressão, era usada pelo usuário de fogo quando perdia a paciência, prestes a manusear uma das ofensivas mais perigosas. O Joestar avisou ao grupo:

—Se escondam! Ele vai fazer aquilo!

Quando foi mencionado aquilo, sabia se tratar da lufada de ar quente, te fazendo correr junto aos outros para trás de uma das estalactites, como se fosse um escudo.

Abdul moveu as mãos devagar pelos arredores, posicionando os braços em X, a aparição flamejante seguindo os movimentos. Enquanto isso ocorria, partículas de uma brasa saíam pelo bico do animal e no tempo equivalente ao de uma piscada, os fragmentos se agruparam, formando uma cruz de magma. Embora estivesse longe da cena, suor escorria pela sua testa, resultado do aumento na temperatura.

Muhammad jogou o aglomerado de lava em direção a Jean, que rebateu o golpe, considerando o tiro do vidente falho. No campo de visão de Pierre, as chamas aparentavam terem acertado o Stand do cartomante em cheio, até o grito dado pelo pássaro alimentava a hipótese, dando ao europeu a sensação de vitória, porém, estava equivocado: a investida acertou a figura de concreto moldada pelo Silver Chariot. O egípcio aproveitou a desatenção do inimigo para atingi-lo pelo chão: sem o servo perceber, um amontoado de fogo surgiu onde o espadachim flutuava, uma erupção de chamas consumindo o exterior do espectro metálico. Quando Pierre percebeu a estratégia do egípcio, já era tarde demais, seu corpo sendo incendiado pelo Mago Vermelho, gastando suas “últimas” forças ao perguntar:

—Como?

A manifestação do platinado desapareceu, fazendo a maioria pensar que ele havia morrido, apesar de você saber não ser o caso.

—Monsieur Polnareff. Foi um oponente digno. —Abdul manteve contato visual com o corpo do “falecido”, a cabeça inclinada em consideração. Independente da relação de rivais, o cartomante reconhecia o código de honra do rapaz, disposto a ceder o apelo do inimigo e explicar sua vitória. —No instante que sua espada rebateu meu ataque, as chamas prejudicaram sua vista ao ponto de confundir a escultura com o meu Stand real, o derretimento das juntas dando uma impressão de movimento.

Com o “final” da batalha, você saiu do esconderijo junto aos outros, se aproximando do corpo “desacordado” do francês.

—Ele deve ter morrido. —Jotaro comentou. —Com sorte está por um fio.

—Eu acho que isso seria muito azar. —Seu melhor amigo adicionou.

Muhammad recuperou a compostura, caminhando ao grupo, dizendo:

—A previsão dele estava errada. O único intimado pelo próprio Stand foi ele.

—Precisa de algum reparo, Abdul? —Você ofereceu, já materializando o Crazy Diamond.

No momento que mencionou isso, um som de explosão foi ouvido. Partes da armadura do Silver Chariot voaram, segurando a figura deitada do europeu para cima. O cara com os brincos de coração deu um meio sorriso ao ver a forma como deixou o grupo de boca aberta, incrédulos ao vê-lo vivo diante do ataque do Tornado de Fogo Cruzado. Quando afirmou que as técnicas dele eram pretensiosas, não mentiu.

—Bravo! —Polnareff bateu palmas. —Bravíssimo! Esse é seu máximo?

—Filho da puta! —O Kujo gritou, apontando em direção ao antagonista. —Qual o seu truque?!

—Não aprendeu a não se meter onde não é chamado, Jojo? —O servo repreendeu, em seguida encarou Abdul. —Se o cavalheiro me ceder um minuto antes de voltarmos ao duelo, posso explicar exatamente o que aconteceu, afinal não quero que pense que a batalha foi injusta.

Muhammad acenou com a cabeça em positivo.

—A vontade. Estou curioso sobre sua técnica.

—Meu Stand utiliza uma armadura, o que queimou foi parte dela, tornando todos meus ferimentos superficiais.

—Mas… —Você disse. —Se seu Stand está sem a armadura, ele está-

—Mais suscetível a golpes? —O lacaio interrompeu, rindo. —Não seja tola, mademoiselle, sem o peso da armadura meu Stand fica mais ágil, será impossível acertá-lo. Nem conseguiram ver ele se mexend-

—Pelado. —Você descartou toda a linha de raciocínio do inimigo, fazendo a observação que realmente importava. —Se o seu Stand está sem armadura, ele está pelado. Stands são manifestações da alma do dono, logo, indiretamente, você está lutando pelado.

— …

— ...

Um silêncio se instaurou entre seus amigos e o francês, sua reflexão deixando todos sem palavras. Aproveitou o momento em choque do servo e encarou o rosto dele, dizendo ao seu grupo:

—Tem algo se mexendo na cabeça dele!

Abdul piscou, olhando em direção à testa de Pierre. O cenho do egípcio franziu ao perceber que estava correta: um movimento sutil ocorria próximo aos fios brancos do homem.

—Ele tem um esporo de carne! —O controlador de fogo anunciou, deixando os outros surpresos enquanto você sorria mentalmente.

Seu comentário sobre nudez não foi tão idiota quanto pareceu. Na luta, afirmar com convicção que o europeu estava sendo controlado não seria possível, a menos que Crazy Diamond tivesse uma precisão semelhante à da aparição do ranzinza; pois além do broto criado por Dio ser suave ao se mexer, Jean não aquietava com a cabeça, dificultando os demais enxergá-lo. Fez a observação sobre a ausência de roupas do Silver Chariot tendo a certeza que isso deixaria o usuário estagnado por alguns segundos, tempo suficiente para apontar o verme come-cérebro ao Abdul sem soar suspeita. Bastava o cartomante perder o controle e poderia acabar com a vida do espadachim se as coisas saíssem levemente do cânone; no entanto ao expor o esporo, eliminou a chance de qualquer acidente fatal: Muhammad quis queimar o Gray Fly vivo por ter matado inocentes, não iria atacar com força alguém duelando sem pleno juízo, pelo contrário focaria em imobilizar o inimigo para Star Platinum libertá-lo do controle mental.

—De que merda está falando?! —Polnareff exclamou, contraindo as sobrancelhas. Ele não havia percebido nada diferente na cabeça, esse tal de “esporo de carne” mencionado pelo rapaz de Bantu Knots deveria ser um truque para distraí-lo. Não seria persuadido, fez o espectro esgrimista usar toda a velocidade, a forma prateada se movendo ao redor como um globo impassável, a rapidez dos deslocamentos gerando uma ilusão de ótica a parecer que o Stand foi clonado. Se não fosse o glitch presente na imagem da manifestação, soaria uma hipótese plausível.

—Dio está controlando sua mente. Vou pegar leve com você por causa disso.

O pássaro sumonou um conjunto de cruzes flamejantes, jogando em direção às cópias formadas pelo Silver Chariot. As aparições metálicas usaram suas lâminas para perfurarem as chamas, arremessando-as ao chão em seguida. O Mago Vermelho repetiu a ação diversas vezes, em todas o espadachim conseguiu repelir o golpe, redirecionando ao pavimento do jardim até formar uma cratera ao redor do platinado. Chegou uma hora que o egípcio parou as investidas, respirando fundo em uma tentativa de pegar o ar. Suor escorria pela testa do homem, se era pelo cansaço ou manejo do fogo não saberia dizer.

O rapaz com brincos de coração aproveitou o instante de fadiga, voltando a atacar com o objeto de esgrima. Abdul conseguiu evitar as ofensivas, apenas ganhando cortes superficiais no rosto.

—Morra já, desgraçado! —O antagonista gritou, prestes a mirar em um ponto vital de Muhammad, no entanto foi impedido.

Uma cápsula de magma surgiu das cavas próximas ao platinado, formando um casulo de fogo ao redor da figura, as chamas externas aumentando até o francês ficar envolto em uma esfera com o triplo do tamanho necessário. Apesar da sua visão e a do grupo distorcer, conseguia enxergar o interior do globo, presenciando o momento onde Pierre desmaiou. Muhammad encerrou o golpe poucos segundos depois, o corpo de Jean caindo no chão.

Você encarou o homem desacordado, além das feridas de quando o Silver foi queimado com a armadura, algumas lesões novas apareceram devido ao último golpe, todavia nada com chance de fatalidade. Na batalha original, Pierre havia sido queimado vivo com o Tornado de Fogo Cruzado, mas nessa com o rapaz de Bantu Knots ciente do controle mental de Dio, as coisas terminaram melhores para Polnareff:

A cápsula no qual ele foi preso não foi feita priorizando queimá-lo, mas consumir o ar da área e substituí-lo por monóxido de carbono. Isso impediria o transporte de oxigênio ao cérebro do usuário, deixando-o inconsciente por tempo o bastante até o Star Platinum retirar o esporo de carne e o Crazy Diamond curá-lo, evitando sequelas permanentes.

Você caminhou ao desmaiado junto ao Kujo, os Stands já materializados.

A manifestação roxa se sentou sobre os joelhos, colocando platinado no colo, mexendo nos fios brancos do homem até encontrar o esporo. O broto de carne se movia semelhante a uma larva, Joseph sentiu o almoço voltando a garganta ao assistir a extração; embora o grisalho não gostasse de elogiar inimigos, reconhecia o dom da criação do Brando: o parasita era um animal asqueroso, deve ter sido difícil para o loiro criar algo tão semelhante a ele; se colocassem ambos lado a lado, o Joestar só conseguiria diferenciá-los por causa do tamanho.

Com o come-cérebro nas mãos do espectro, o universitário usou a materialização da alma para jogá-lo em direção ao avô. O idoso se defendeu usando o Hermit Purple, transformando o broto em pó através da sobrecarga de hamon. Após a extração, era a sua vez de brilhar:

Crazy Diamond se aproximou do Polnareff, uma luz amarela se espalhando ao redor do corpo do homem, antes de todas as queimaduras desaparecerem. Por causa da precisão do Stand, bastou alguns segundos e o europeu já estava apto para abrir os olhos, perguntando com a voz grogue:

—O que aconteceu?

[strawmariee]

Olá! Poderia fazer uma leitora que faz parte dos Crusaders, e ela tem o mesmo poder do David de cyberpunk?

(Se não souber quem é pode pesquisar!!) ⭐

Oi oiii! Então, eu realmente não estava escrevendo para JJBA no momento, mas como eu não havia explicado na pergunta anterior eu resolvi fazer este request! Bom, eu realmente não conheço este personagem e nem tenho Netflix para ver essa série, então tudo que escrevi foi com base nas poucas informações que tive e também das vozes da minha cabeça, ha ha!

Avisos: Contém spoilers, menções a sangue e também contém alguns elementos que possam ser sensíveis para algumas pessoas!

Curtidas, comentários e reblogs são sempre bem-vindos!

JJBA masterlist

Stardust Crusaders com Leitora com os Poderes de David Martinez

S/N acabou conhecendo os Crusaders ao ser contratada por DIO para inicialmente derrotá-los, a quantidade que lhe havia sido prometida em jóias caras era impossível de se recusar;

E por isso que ela estava ali, arriscando sua própria vida em sua luta contra o grupo. No entanto, ela acabou sendo derrotada por Star Platinum já que ainda não estava adaptada ao recém poder que ela havia adquirido;

Mas em uma última chance do universo, ela conseguiu ativar por uma última vez o poder do seu Sandevistan e conseguiu escapar do alcance deles com rapidez e agilidade;

À noite, assim que a garota chegou na mansão de DIO, ela rapidamente sentiu um arrepio quando viu um rastro de sangue que chega até um certo corpo em frente a poltrona na qual o loiro está sentado, seu rosto mal sendo iluminado pela vela na mesinha ao lado dele;

"Se aproxime." Ele diria em uma voz simples e calma, enquanto seus olhos rubis observam a garota que se aproxima em passos lentos na direção dele, evitando pisar no rastro de sangue. "Você falhou, e este é o preço."

Então ele deu um pequeno chute no corpo no chão, e S/N sente o seu corpo todo gelar ao reconhecer o rosto da única pessoa com quem ela teve o mínimo de afeto. Ali estava ela, sua propria mãe em uma poça de sangue e com o corpo coberto de feridas, mordidas e pedaços de seu corpo arrancados;

S/N caiu de joelhos no chão, mexendo e a chamando de forma desesperada com suas lágrimas escorrendo por suas bochechas e sentindo toda a sua motivação e vontade de viver. Afinal, ela estava fazendo tudo aquilo para salvar sua mãe estava em um estado crítico, e o hospital que a estava tratando disse que ela deveria recorrer a um tratamento mais caro se quisesse que ela sobrevivesse;

Mas agora... Ela está totalmente sem chão, um vazio tomando conta do seu coração. Ela escuta a voz de DIO dizendo: "Você se juntará a ela em breve, não se preocupe.". Para em um piscar de olhos ela ver uma mão amarela atravessar o seu peito, o que a fez cuspir com pouco de sangue;

Ela então acabou caindo inconsciente, e os outros capangas de DIO jogaram o corpo da garota no lixo, pois por ela ter grandes partes do corpo em metal e não poderem devorá-la;

S/N acordou depois de algumas horas, vendo o grande buraco em seu peito e mesmo assim ela começou a vagar por Cairo, observando a noite estrelada como uma última imagem antes de morrer;

Todavia, assim que ela perdeu as forças e encostou suas costas contra a parede de um beco, ela teve uma impressão de ter visto algo fantasmagórico em sua frente, que acabou se fundindo com a garota antes que ela desmaiasse;

E foi depois disso que ela se cruzou contra os Crusaders novamente em Abul Simbel, notando a ausência de Kakyoin e Avdol, no entanto, ela apenas murmurou um pedido de desculpas e também para se juntar a eles para conseguir se vingar de DIO pela morte de sua mãe;

E para a surpresa dela, Joseph Joestar pareceu analisá-la antes de assentir com a cabeça, arrancando algumas reclamações de Polnareff e apenas um suspiro de seu neto Jotaro;

S/N se sentiu levemente deslocada no meio daquele trio de homens musculosos que permaneciam com a guarda alta perto dela, coisa que ela não julga, afinal, ela já havia sido inimiga deles quando ela lutou junto com Enya para derrotá-los;

No entanto, eles ficaram impressionados ao ver a forma de batalhar dela, que continha força, agilidade e um detalhe bem particular: Ela não parecia ter um stand, apesar de conseguir ver Star Platinum, Hermit Purple e Shilver Chariot;

Ela usa ataques corporais, chutes, socos e golpes de várias artes maciais, como também seu corpo pareceu mais resistente desde a última vez que o grupo havia a visto. E o ataque mais forte dela era sua rapidez extrema, que parecia fazer o tempo parar e surgir várias de suas formas de diferentes cores atrás dela, no entanto, ela evitava esse ataque ao máximo devido aos danos que causam em seu corpo;

E ela é muito inteligente, ajudando até mesmo Jotaro contra Daniel J. D'arby;

E depois de quase uma semana, ela acabou se tornando um pouco mais próxima dos Crusaders que acabaram aceitando e se familiarizando com a presença dela, até mesmo Avdol e Kakyoin que haviam a conhecido alguns dias depois;

E ela acabou criando um novo objetivo além de vingar sua falecida mãe: Ajudar eles a derrotar o DIO, essa vontade aumentando quando Joseph comentou que eles não poderiam perder mais tempo pois se demorassem mais um pouco, a mãe de Jotaro acabaria morrendo;

E assim que chegou a grande luta contra DIO, ela servia de suporte para Jotaro contra o vampiro, se aproximando e dando golpes nele quando podia e evitando ser atingida pelo The World, utilizando seu Sandevistan para desviar e também acertar o loiro de surpresa;

E assim que finalmente Jotaro derrotou o inimigo dos Joestars, S/N sorriu de leve pela primeira vez, sentindo um sentimento caloroso em seu peito e até recebendo um pequeno sorriso do estóico Jotaro Kujo;

E assim, S/N acabou voltando para o Japão na companhia de Joseph e Jotaro, e em seguida acabou sendo "adotada" pela família Joestar, que a acolheu e cuidou dela como se fosse uma filha e mostrando para a garota que, apesar de todas as maldades e sujeiras do mundo, ainda existiam pessoas bondosas e que, diferente de antes, ela finalmente não está mais sozinha;

[thatdepressedgamer]

😳❤️ O-Oh my.....

heyyy. i hope you’re doing well!!

can i request prompt #3 from the suggestive list where the stardust crusaders are in singapore and the reader is swimming in the pool. while she’s swimming, her bikini top comes undone and they walk by her?

make sure you get enough rest and drink plenty of water<33333

tysm anon! <3 everyone reading this right now, drink some water too while you're at it!!

"i'm not a pervert, i swear...!" w/ the crusaders

disclaimers/tags: fem pronouns, suggestive content, horny french man.

Jotaro Kujo

-Joseph set a curfew for all the crusaders to make sure no one goes missing, so Jotaro's kind of annoyed that he has to be the one to look for his roommate. Why couldn't you just be more responsible and be back on time?

-Luckily, Jotaro was able to find you in the pool almost immediately. He walked near the edge, ready to call you to come back until...

-Oh. You're not wearing a top. Maybe he should say something instead of awkwardly standing there.

"Jotaro? How long have you been there?"

-He lowers his hat to hide his embarrassment. For someone who has acute precision and quick response time, it sure took long for his reaction to kick in.

"I'm not a pervert. I swear."

-He honestly didn't mean to look at you, he was just so surprised to see one of his trusted teammates in such a situation.

"C'mon, let's just go... You're way past curfew..."

Noriaki Kakyoin

-Kakyoin would be sunbathing on the side while you're swimming in the pool.

-He'd respectfully sneak a look at you every so often. Your swim piece matched your skin tone perfectly, complimented your body type, and made you look 10x more confident: you were basically a goddess in his eyes.

-Kakyoin's not dumb enough to just stare, he'd try his best to occasionally give a sly glance.

-In an attempt at him trying to be sneaky, he accidentally makes eye contact with you, coincidentally when you're topless.

-Would immediately cover his eyes and apologize.

"I-I'm sorry, Y/n. I'm not a pervert, I promise you."

-Please don't bring this situation up with the other crusaders. He knows that they're going to take it the wrong way and tease him endlessly.

Jean-Pierre Polnareff

-Polnareff is the one who suggests swimming. He gets to see a pretty girl in a swimsuit and they can swim together in the hot sun? Why would he not suggest this??

-He'd splash water at you playfully before you start to splash him back.

-Maybe it had gotten too aggressive because your bikini top began to slip off.

"Ma chérie, your top is-"

-Polnareff stops his movements, watching your bikini slowly float to the top of the water. For the first time, Polnareff actually shut up.

-The water was able to distort your upper body, but since Polnareff stood so close to you, it didn't distort much.

-Once he realizes how long he's been staring, he's going to immediately turn around and blush.

"I'm not a pervert, I swear...!"

-If you laugh it off and flirt with him, he's going to stop playing innocent.

"If you wanted to play that game, I would've invited you to more than just swimming!~"

Muhammad Avdol

-Your "partner" throughout the journey was Avdol. He was trustworthy and nice to have around, so you asked him to join you at the pool.

-He wasn't too interested in swimming, so he decided to sit aside and read the book he brought instead.

-Avdol wouldn't be lustful and try to slip peaks at your body (unlike some of the other crusaders) because he's a lot more proper than that.

-He'd turn to look at you once he hears a loud-ish splash coming from your direction.

-Concerned, he'll get up and check on you. He'll ask if you're okay but will cut it off short once he sees that you're basically nude.

"Ah! Miss L/n, I swear I'm not this indecent.”

-He'll cover his eyes and apologize. You'll have to reassure him that it's fine or else he's going to hold himself accountable for the rest of his life.

Joseph Joestar

-Because the crusaders had a bit of extra time on their hands, Joseph asks if you'd like to chill at the pool with him (because his grumpy little grandson rejected his request).

-Joseph would be putting on sunscreen, ready to join you into the water until he notices that you weren't wearing a top.

-Cue his iconic "OH MY GOD!"

-His loud voice causes you to jump back and realize that he just saw you naked.

"I'm not a pervert, I swear!"

-Joseph will gladly take a beating from you as a punishment afterwards.

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