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2024 Christmas Event

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Day 5: Admiring Holiday Lights, Jotaro Kujo

Warnings: Jotaro being emo, fluff, Americans

(_____) and Jotaro we’re visiting his Grandfather Joseph and Grandma Suzie in America. He really didn’t want to go alone and deal with Joseph. So he invited his lover, (_____), to go with him In which they gladly accepted.

But tragically for Jotaro his Grandma had pulled his s/o away to go shopping with them. Leaving him alone with the senile old man who planned to nag him all day long. The only thing to distract him was the snow that gave some comfort to Jotaro. After all, it reminded him of your stand. Hours passed and you still weren’t back yet. He was now sitting in the guest room alone and grumpy. Laying on the bed with his eyes closed, thinking of (_____) and how he wished they would just come back already.

As if a star heard his wish and shot by. (_____) came into the room with a happy sigh. “Geez, Jojo, your Grandma really knows how to shop. I swear we walked the entire state.” (_____)said as they threw their shoes off and jumped onto the bed next to Jotaro. In response he wrapped his arms around them and brought them close to him. (_____) chuckled, “I missed you too love.”

After a while of cuddling in a peaceful silence (_____)’s eyes light up. “Jotaro look!” They say excitedly as they point out the window. He turns and looks to see what they are so excited about. Lights. So many Christmas lights of all different colors and sizes decorating the city of New York. The pair sat up and watched. Jotaro grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around the two. Cuddling together they watched the magical Christmas lights until they fell asleep.

Its so good🤭

Triangle

Fem Virgin Crusader!Reader x Jealous Jotaro… and Kakyoin (characters aged up to 20’s!!!)

Warnings: smut, voyeurism, loss of virginity, jealous awkward asshole Jotaro.

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Jotaro hated himself. He cursed himself every day. Why did he choose to be so stoic and distant? When you joined the group, he instantly had feelings for you. You were the most gorgeous creature he ever laid his eyes on. But, as if you were a wild animal - or was he the wild animal? - he never got too close. Never showed his feelings. He should’ve known that would be a mistake.

You were left “available,” Polnareff and Kakyoin in particular using their charms on you and flirting almost constantly. You would smile and blush and coyly soak up the attention. It made Jotaro sick. But things got so much worse one night while staying at a hotel. Jotaro had woken from a fitful sleep and stepped out on his balcony. He then realized Kakyoin was nowhere to be found. In the night he heard a woman moaning breathily, gently sighing profanity.

Peering to his left, he saw you, sitting on your own balcony, a graphic scenario taking place. Your silky robe was opened, exposing your soft looking breasts in the moonlight. You sat with your legs opened, the redheaded man kneeling between them, lapping up at your entrance. Jotaro’s heart began to pound as he watched your back arch in the night, your body tensing as you whimpered a shaky, “Nori.”

Jotaro dashed back inside, and he couldn’t decide if he wanted you to have seen him or not.

The next day, you and Kakyoin were noticeably closer, staying near each other even more than usual and brushing hands. Jotaro had never felt so repulsed. What else had you done with that damn cherry licking bastard? Did you suck him off, too? Let him fuck you? Did he take your virginity?

Jotaro decided everything would change, starting tonight.

When making new rooming arrangements, he argued that you should not be rooming alone, given the danger. Kakyoin quickly spoke up to offer to stay with you, but Jotaro didnt let him get a word in edgewise.

“I don’t sleep very deep, I can stay on watch for her.” With that he grabbed your arm and pulled you along with him, practically tossing you into your room.

You were confused by his actions; why was he so adamant now?

Now that you two were really alone together, he felt his heart race. Was he… nervous? Any nerve he had to confess to you or kiss you was gone. Vanished. He awkwardly stalked off to the bathroom, but before he shut the door he heard your sweet voice ring out, “Thank you for staying with me.” You had figured you should be grateful to him at least. Without a response he shut the door.

He immediately began showering, thinking about his overwhelming feelings and his new plan. Did he tell you he liked you? Loved you? Wanted to fuck you? All of the above were true. The warm water running down his body helped him calm himself and his wild thoughts. He still hadn’t gotten that visual out of his mind: you, in pure ecstasy, because of Kakyoin. It made him so fucking jealous but it turned him on so much. Remembering how your beautiful face contorted in pleasure, your heaving chest, your rosy nipples… he looked down and saw his cock was now rock hard.

Without hesitation he grabbed hold of it, pumping furiously. He imagined the visual over and over again, and how your sweet moans had filled the night air. He finished embarrassingly fast, cum dripping down his hand and mixing with the steaming water. God, he felt pathetic. There he was touching himself to thoughts of you when he could just go in there and take you himself.

As night fell, you both wordlessly got into your separate beds to sleep. He cursed internally that you weren’t wearing whatever gorgeous silk robe you had on the previous night. After half an hour, you rose from your bed, thinking Jotaro asleep, and went into the bathroom. When you emerged, you had changed into the very silk robe he’d been thinking about, and sneaked towards the door.

“Where are you going?” Jotaro’s accusatory voice startled you. You slowly turned around, holding the robe very close to you. “U-um… just for, um…” your mind blanked for an excuse.

Jotaro stood from his bed, coming towards you. His aquamarine eyes seemed to pierce through the darkness into you. “You were going to see Kakyoin, weren’t you?” he interrogated. You nodded slowly. “Is it that obvious?”

Jotaro stopped his advancing when he was very close to you, towering over you. He simply cursed, “Lucky son of a bitch.”

Your eyes widened. You finally figured it out. He was jealous. If only he knew. If only he knew how you felt, how conflicted your heart was. You loved Noriaki dearly, he drove you insane. But, like a whore, you couldn’t shake your attraction to Jotaro. He never gave you the time of day, but you secretly wanted to be railed by him just as bad.

You stayed still, hoping he’d make a move. You both simply stood there in the dark, looking at each other. You finally broke the silence by slowly opening your robe, revealing that you were completely naked underneath. Jotaro’s facial expression remained calm but you swear you could see him blush even in the darkness. You raised a finger to your pussy, gently rubbing against it. Faint wet sounds were easily heard. You parted your lips and stated quietly, “I’m so wet.”

That was it. Any fears or awkwardness Jotaro had about pursuing you, it was gone. He grabbed your body, pulling you into him as he kissed you frantically. You moaned out, both surprised and passionate. Jotaro placed both arms underneath your backside and picked you up, not breaking the kiss, as you wrapped your legs around him. He carried you to his bed, tossing you down as you both caught your breath.

He laid next to you, panting slightly both from the deep kiss and from his heightened feelings. You sat up and hovered over him, smiling as you opened your robe more to show him your breasts. You shoved them against his face, him craning his neck up to meet you. You felt his mouth around your nipple, licking and sucking, causing you to let out a moan. He moved to your other nipple, giving it the same attention, before breaking away.

He swapped your positions, getting on top of you and pinning you down. He gently ran his fingers across the silken robe, that for some reason drove him crazy. You grinned, “Nori bought it for me… he gave it to me last night… and he made me come on his mouth…”

Jotaro’s jealously flared up briefly, immediately asking, “Did you fuck you? Did he have you? Did he penetrate your sweet hole?”

You grinned again, “No… I promise… no one has ever had me that way,..”

Jotaro suddenly felt an uncontrollable rush. He ripped his tank off and hurriedly removed his boxers. You meanwhile began to remove the robe, but he stopped you. “No… leave it on… I want to take you in it… fuck you in what he gave you…”

You felt yourself get even wetter. You pulled the loose sleeves back up and eagerly awaited what he would do to you. As soon as he was naked, he dove down between your legs, eliciting a gasp from you as his tongue darted out and started searching for your sweet spot. After a few seconds you breathed, “Oh yeah right there, right there,” and he moved his tongue in every which way in that spot. He looked up at you with lust filled eyes as he finally got to see what he wanted. Your pretty face, all overwhelmed and contorting, because of him. Not Nori. Him.

His cock was achingly hard but he didn’t want to fuck you yet. He had to prove he could be as good as Kakyoin- no, better.

Your moans got needier and you finally, quickly, orgasmed right into his waiting mouth. He swallowed down your juices like it was nectar. He moaned as he felt your thighs clench around his head. You cursed and moaned until you had completed your sweet, sweet, climax, relaxing your body.

Jotaro quickly came back up to you, giving you a wet kiss that let you taste your own fluids. You grinned and licked your lips, saying, “It tastes so good from your lips… almost as good as off of Nori’s.” You knew that would drive him crazy, and you were right.

In an instant he flipped you over, sliding up the robe to uncover your ass in the air, as he pumped his cock in preparation. You whimpered in anticipation as you braced yourself for his entry.

Nothing could’ve prepared you for his size. You practically yelled as he slowly went in, and it suddenly occurred to Jotaro that Kakyoin might be able to hear you from his room next door. The thought made him feral, deciding he would hear you.

Once he was in he began to pound into you, causing you to squeal and moan. “Say my name!” he demanded. You sighed and cried out, “Jotaro!”

Jotaro huffed. Being balls deep in your tight pussy, your round ass for a view, hearing you scream his name while his rival likely heard? He was ready to cum already.

But no, he wanted it to last. This was too good to stop already. He pumped slower, hearing a sigh of relief from you. It was nice, savoring your wetness and tightness, listening to the lewd, wet slapping sounds and your labored moans. God, you were like his own personal pornstar.

But you were more than that, too. He loved you, cared about you. And from the way you so willingly gave yourself to him, he was guessing you felt the same. He had his whole life to savor you. That was a nice thought.

And with that thought came the sense of urgency again- if he had forever, why not rush it now? He began to pound again, making you moan. He gripped your ass tightly, thrusting incessantly.

“Oh fuck! Oh! Jotaro!” you cried out as you felt your second orgasm of the night. It washed over you as you spasmed and shivered. Hearing your climax pushed Jotaro over the edge, his thrusts faltering as he came inside you, filling you up. Once he was finished, he pulled out of you and laid next to you, exhausted.

You both caught your breath and you laid your head on his chest. Only now did he look down and see the little bit of blood mixed in with your bodily fluids, the sign that he’d taken your virginity. He looked over at you and you gave him a tired smile. He confessed, in his usual gruff tone, “Good grief, I think I like you.”

You kissed his chest and replied, “I think I like you, too… but I also really like Nori… I think I like you both… do you think I can do that, like you both, I mean? I love your personalities, your words, your bodies… I cannot decide.”

Jotaro wasn’t expecting you to say that. He was jealous again for a moment - he thought after what you two had done you were automatically his - but his jealousy faded when he realized what you were really saying.

You did love him. Your feelings for Kakyoin didn’t change how much you liked him, or the meaning of what you shared. You were a horny, naive girl in her 20’s, still figuring it out. Who cares if you liked two men? Who cares if you wanna have fun with both of them because you truly care? He had gotten what he wanted: your body and your affection.

You kissed Jotaro again before standing, going to the bathroom to clean up before emerging and heading back to the door, turning to your lover and saying, “I’ll be back, Nori’s waiting.”

nobody can convince me that this isn't something eren would send you

source is samtria.mp4 on instagram

jotaro takeing his so on a date to the aquarium.

Getting up early, our S/O was excited for the days events. Their boyfriend wasn’t the one to initiate dates, but this was probably one of the first ones that he did suggest.

After getting ready, they texted Jotaro that they were on their way and set off to the aquarium.

After spotting their boyfriend in the crowd, they approached him with a smile while he showed that he bought the tickets and turned around, walking towards the entrance.

After entering, they excitedly asked where they should visit first.

“Oi oi, calm down. We’re gonna see them all anyways”.

They dismiss his comment, grabbing his hand and tugging him along with them to the first exhibit they saw.

This happened to be the tropical fish sanctuary.

His S/O slowed down to take in the sight and let out a little “woaahh” as they looked around at the different colorful assortments of fish and aquatic plants all around them.

Letting go of Jotaros hand, they got closer to the glass to admire the aquatic life inside the giant tank. Looking down at his S/O, Jotaro has a tiny grin in his face, thinking that they looked rather cute with the fascinated look on their face not that he would ever admit it. Jotaro was broken out of his thoughts when his S/O pointed and asked what a particular fish was called.

“Hm that’s a Japanese swallowtail angelfish”

“What about that one with the tiny yellow tail and black stripe?”

“That’s a blue tang”

“And that one?”

“A Damsel fish”

“ oh oh what about that one!”

“Anthias”

“Oh look at that one what-”

“Yare yare daze, can you stop asking so many questions, it’s getting annoying”.

Despite the seemingly cold response they got from Jotaro, they dismissed it with a light laugh and looked at him with a sheepish smile.

“Oh sorry, I guess I did go a little over board, my bad. I just got really excited because this is something you love and I’m just glad to be able to share this with you on a common ground.”

After hearing this, Jotaro feel a pang of remorse and moved his hat to cover his face partially from his S/O.

“You don’t have to be sorry, just tone it down a bit, there’s only so much I can keep up with when you’re around”

Hearing this, his S/O smiled and reached for his hand again, interlocking their fingers.

“Well, let's go! There’s still a lot more to see. Did you know they have an otter nursery? We can go look at all the little baby otters playing with each other and swimming! We absolutely have to go. Hurry or else they’re all going to be asleep by the time we get there!”

And with that, Jotaro let them drag him off to the otter nursery and the rest of the aquarium for the rest of the day.

if you do headcannons or something can you write stardust crusaders (separately) with a reader who is like always cold even though on the journey or whatever they do go to egypt smh.. but still !!! unless it hot out reader is probably shivering xD thank you :3

Why of course!! It gave me a lot of ideas from the start, also was very fun to write :D I added some scenarios for each one of the Crusaders, I hope it's ok! And sorry it took so long, I wanted to extend it as much as I could and had a rough time in school. Hope you like it :D

Stardust Crusaders x gn reader who's always cold (headcanons)

Jean-Pierre Polnareff

you know he's going to tease you about it if he saw you rubbing your hands together in the first place

if you were to tease him back with touching his skin with those cold hands of yours, he would complain about it a lot and jump up because of it

but he would adore it and actually at some point would be thankful, because his skin makes it hard to be out in the sun for so long, that's why feeling something cold against it is like a relief to him

but that's not it!! let's be honest, he's a romantic guy, energetic, open, extroverted, what do you think he would do if he saw how cold you were? especially at night in the desert which can be a bit cold sometime

of course he would catch your hand in his and perhaps kiss it gently to help you get some warm, he knows his ways in flirting so that's no problem for him, he does actually enjoy it and would express it publicly with absolutely no hesistation, he would see this as the best opportunity to hit on you after all

Polpol's the type of guy to bring you closer to himself if he could and embrace you with those strong arms of his, would it be romantically or platonic, doesn't matter, he likes to express his feelings with physical touch

if he wants to help you, he will, especially when you're cold, he finds your shivering a bit odd but does believe it to be a special trait of yours you know?

as I was saying above, he loves to tease you about it, he'd say some things similar to "how can you be so cold and yet so hot?" OF COURSE NOT EXACTLY LIKE THAT JEHAKJD but he would use some silly punchlines to get you flustered if possible, he's determined enough to try it. so be aware.

he would totally compare you to him, how you're always cold and he's always warm, he would complain about being too sensitive to the sun

I think he would totally not only kiss your hands but also rub your arms, or legs if he got your consent, as far as you're comfortable with it, he's okay with anything, and oh boy is he creative

do you remember the scarf he had in The Sun chapters? I'm 100% sure he'd let you borrow it any time you need it, of course needing it back after some time because his skin would hurt if exposed to sun for too long, but he would give it to you anyway

have I mentioned that he likes your hugs in the desert? it's so refreshing and not only a relief to his own body (since it is probably cold compared to his body temperature), but also to his mind, I believe he missed hugging someone, like actually hugging, no side hugs, no other things like that - an actual hug, bonus if it's from you

Jean-Pierre couldn't sleep that night, something about the area in the desert seemed a bit too calm to his liking. Even if he is a lively person to have a conversation with, having this much space and peace at the same time was a bit weird. He himself doesn't know why, but therefore he decided to keep an eye out in case someone tried to attack you in your sleep (like death 13 but he doesn't remember anything at all).

What he didn't know was the fact that you were also awake, but thoughtful in the head. You were deeply focused on something else, anything that would keep your head from reminding you of how cold you were at this moment. The Crusaders hadn't light up the fire again to keep themselves warm since waking up in the double heat would be a nuisance. But mainly they had in mind that making themselves known to any other enemies would also be a terrible idea if they wanted to sleep peacefully for once while on this trip.

Being lost in thought, you hadn't noticed how the Frenchman noticed you being awake, but what caught his attention was the fact that you were trembling from cold. When he sat up in his sleeping bag he started to somehow shake his hands in your direction to catch your attention - being careful as to not wake up Jotaro that slept next to him. Waving his hands didn't work so he did a "pssst" in your direction still keeping his hands in the air.

When you finally noticed him being awake, you were surprised but also happy that you could get your head out of that unbearable cold. Conversations with Jean-Pierre were always lively and full of nothing and yet everything. So you waved back and smiled a bit. What you didn't expect him to do was try to stand up quietly while looking at Kujo that was sleeping to his right, as if afraid of making the gruff man wake up - but you knew he just cared about him getting some rest. That's how he was. You missed to notice how in some seconds he was standing next to you and sat immediately on the sand next to your sleeping bag.

"Didn't know you'd ever wake up, you snored really loudly" you admitted. Of course it was only to tease him, you meant no harm after all. You were a bit tired which lead you to be a but more open however bizarre that may sound.

"What? excusez-moi? Me - snoring? You must have confused me with Mr. Joestar. There is no waaay in hell that I would ever snore!" he whisper yelled at you for accusing him of doing so. He was really open towards you, which also made your relationship a bit more interesting. His personality also made you to open up a bit and both of you knew and cherished that thought.

After a couple of minutes of constant talking, teasing and joking around, there fell a comforting silence. You both knew how your destinies lined up and made you two risk your life on this trip. It was worth it for Holly's sake but thinking about it back - having thoughts about what could happen next were making your whole body to feel the cold again. He did notice it in fact, took your hands in his and gently brought them to his lips. This gesture indeed made your heart skip a beat or two, same goes to him. He started blowing some warm air at your now cold hands.

You two sat like this for a couple of minutes, him caressing your cold hands and trying to keep you warm. And you appreciating how he seemed rather calm while doing so, somehow those minutes you two shared were very intimate. There was something about the way he held you close that made you feel peace in your soul. His actions caused you to become sleepier than before, unsurprisingly his gesture didn't warm your body fully, but it did warm your heart. You put your hands around his frame and listened to his - rather fast - heartbeat, similar to yours.

Somehow that night wasn't as bothersome as before, you were still cold, yes, but being so close to someone like the Frenchman himself made you realise that you did need it. Some comfort from one another. Later on you closed your eyes, the only thoughts that were occupying your head were about Polpol and the way he made your heart feel much warmer than it ever has.

Jotaro Kujo

he may not show it, but he's the first one to notice you trembling from the cold

it would be confusing for him because we all know how them Joestar genes work (all warm-blooded..), but apart from that, I'm sure he just doesn't understand how you can be cold in Egypt while the temperature can reach even 50°C

he doesn't judge you for it, in fact he doesn't think much about it - having other thoughts lingering in his brain. he must stay focused in case someone would ambush you randomly

but when he had an opportunity to relax and let his guard down for a second he would look at you intensely, wondering why are you always so cold

he couldn't help the compassion he held towards you, what if you were to faint? they wouldn't have you in their group now that you don't have enough energy to fight

he was overthinking it, yes, how could he not? he cared for every one in the group, he never did show it and God forbid it if he tried but he felt a connection with everyone. Jotaro thought that he will risk his life for them, the same way they are risking it for him and his mother

seeing you being so cold made him realise how vulnerable that made you look, that even reminded him of times before he was around the age of 12 and his mum always prepared some warm tasty dishes, she knows what are his favourite things to eat, that's one of many reasons why he loved her dearly and wished to protect her life at all cost

he would ask you if you're cold, would try to keep you closer just in case to even make you feel like you're suffocating in his presence, but he means no harm - all he wants is to make sure you're not a target and that you're quite warmer by his body heat even if you two don't touch directly (he likes his personal space and respects yours quite a lot!)

if you'd be shivering in a car and you'd be seated next to him, expect to be squished between him and someone else or the window

if he felt calm and open, he could lean on your shoulder a bit (shoulder-shoulder contact) to perhaps make you feel better, but he had to feel pretty bold to do so, after all he is a shy teenager inside so being this open with someone could be new to him

he can't do much to help you feel warmer though, most of the time he'll try to ignore it or try and help you just a tiny bit, he wouldn't be this bold like Polnareff to hold your hands and kiss them - he's not that type of a guy

but it doesn't mean he doesn't care, if the Crusaders are having breakfast he would make you a cup of tea, or coffee, whatever he finds useful (and ofc after he notices that you like a certain drink) and would put it by your plate - not admitting that he made it himself

he knows others would do it for themselves if needed but if you just never did it or weren't fond of it anyway - be prepared for random cups appearing by your seat from time to time (mostly if he's also making himself a cup of hot drink, or when making one more cup for you becomes a routine for him, he would do it more occasionally)

Jotaro who sat next to you in a car noticed how you were literally hugging yourself or hushing some warm breaths at your hands. He was very perceptive, everyone knew that especially after getting to know him a bit better. Nothing could ever cross his eyes without having itself known in that brain of his that everything was important, even the smallest possible details.

The young man himself didn't think much about it, nor did he give a damn - at least that's what he wanted to believe to keep up his tough guy act. After you whispered under your nose that you're feeling much colder than ever (probably because of car ventilation to keep everyone else's body temperature at average level), he couldn't help it and simply moved closer to touch your shoulder with his.

This gesture made you look up at him in confusion, but all he did was stare at the rode ahead. Not only was it because he was showing you that in fact he did care, but also wanting to avoid your curious gaze. But somehow being so close to you brought some comfort even to him, even if it was that small of a touch, simply touching shoulders. No matter how small the gesture may be - he found it comforting. Same goes to you.

You didn't fail to notice how he was looking at you trying to keep yourself warm, he didn't hide his sight while doing so, that's why you have noticed it easily. You put your head on his arm and brought yourself even closer to him, you were literally sitting under his elbow but he didn't mind it, although it wasn't as comfy as one could think. That lead Jotaro to straighten his arm and put it by your side, literally caging you with his left arm, since you were sitting exactly by his left. He didn't say anything even if it was quite embarrassing. All he did after that was fix his hat with his right hand and mumble a simple "yare yare" after you sat even closer to him - which also made the corners of his lips lift up a bit that went unnoticed by you.

But not by anyone else riding the same car as you two.

Mohammed Avdol

please, he would totally be the most helpful guy to help you with coldness of all the Crusaders, not only is he wearing a long coat that keeps his body temperature at a decent level (which makes him seem more warm than he normally appears to be from his character), but also his stand - as we all know - literally controls fire!

he'd gladly be your heater if you asked him about it, but if you haven't, he would tell you openly that he saw you shivering with cold, that might be the reason why he used his stand to warm your back, he would apologise for doing so before asking if you're comfortable with it, but either way who wouldn't appreciate such gesture?

if you were in a group, he could lend you his golden accessories that got heated up in the hot weather (or the power of his stand), for example his huge bracelets! they are probably heavy but they'd also bring you relief in feeling a bit better, especially since they would touch your skin directly

talking about accessories or clothing, if you were to be with him alone and he'd notice how cold you are, I'm sure he would put his coat around your shoulders, making you drown in it (not literally but you get the idea)

oh yeah coming back to Magician's Red, I believe Momo would use him to make small flames around your figure, going round and round until you're heated up completely so you can finally feel at ease, it's also fun to watch how tiny flames circle you - but what about the experience? if I were in your shoes I would probably melt under his stand's power

he wouldn't use this technique all the time tough, it is energy consuming and he has to keep as much as he can to be able to protect himself or others in a situation when you meet yet another stand user who works for Dio.. especially if we're talking about that time after he returned to the crusaders while having his back stabbed and head wounded, it would be a bit better to save that energy for later..

Avdol has a great memory, so if you were to tell him about constantly feeling cold, you better expect from him to always be near you and looking in your direction to make sure that you're doing okay, other crusaders would also have his eyes on themselves - for everyone's sake and the feeling of being united in a group, as if there was something keeping you connected and I'm not only speaking about stands, just the feeling of home that the Crusaders bring itself is a great reason as to why he'd love to protect this feeling

your hands would never be cold again in his grip, he would hold your hands together, would it be a platonic or romantic gesture - it doesn't matter - he would talk with the others and keep making you feel warm at the same time even without the power of his stand (his warm hands, gestures and his whole personality makes you warmer on the inside, he just gives off that comforting vibes, similar to sitting by the fireplace with a cup of hot chocolate in hand while it's snowing outside..)

Mohammed was simply looking at the crusaders having a rather lively conversation full of funny jokes and laughs. He did add something himself from time to time, a fun comment or a tease that focused on Polnareff and his charisma (of course just to make him a bit annoyed in a friendly way, not to make him get angry and leave like it happened before in a restaurant).

His smile was visible on his lips when he looked back at you. Seeing you visibly tremble from cold made his smile be quite gentler than before. He sat closer to you and put his hand around your back, as if he was lying down and leaning on his arm to keep balance. In fact by doing so he was able to use his stand more secretly, Magician's Red invisible hands were put on your back which in return made you smile and look his way, thanking him quietly before also listening to the crusaders and adding your own opinions in the conversation.

Thankfully no one seemed to notice that gesture, at least not the Frenchman who if were to notice it - would complain about you getting some special treatment, he would be rambling about it being unfair. He is cold himself but Avdol knows he'll be doing alright when he's asleep, he wouldn't even think about being cold again because of the hearth that's lit for the afternoon, when it's truly getting colder in the desert.

The Crusaders can't lit the fire because they have to stay hidden, that's what makes these nights terrible to survive in. It's bearable till some time, but what if it's yet another day? Bigger men would be doing alright but what about you? You're not as buff as everyone else (at least they could think that way because of your character). Aaaaand he had in mind that making Polnareff annoyed was pretty fun to watch, especially since he was causing it. All of them would laugh together at the end, never mind the circumstances.

The night went on and on, all of you talking about what tomorrow would bring and making plans to help you be prepared for yet another day at this life and death journey. After an hour or two you guys decided to finally rest, that was when everyone put their sleeping bags near you and Avdol to be much warmer at night. Since he already was by your side, they decided that it's a great idea to squeeze in. He decided to use his stand at his lowest to at least keep them warmer at night.

It was a tight and uncomfortable night, but everyone could sleep, or at least rest for some time in a somehow warm place. You got the most of the heat Momo created and slept peacefully, having been finally put at ease, you let yourself drift off and fall asleep in an embrace of warmness and safety provided by him and the Crusaders together.

Kakyoin Noriaki

I believe his politeness would make him ask you if you're feeling cold, even if it's really obvious, he'd rather know than suspect things and get the wrong idea

he could tease you about it, the teenager he is, but it depends on your relationship with him, ofc he wouldn't do it like Polnareff! (I think he'd just say stuff that isn't mean much, it'd be just a free comment being thrown here and there)

if you're rather close, he would tease you about it, however he wouldn't do much more because what else is there that he could possibly do for you? he cares but all he can do is offer you a hug which may sound disappointing but trust me, it's not

he'd make you forget about being cold by talking with you about various topics that both of you enjoy talking about! or he would make you talk a lot about things you love the most to helo you become excited while talking about it, it'll for sure make you warmer or at least will help you forget about it

if you're feeling cold when it's about 25°C outside, he would give you his school's uniform, he doesn't need to have his body hidden so it's no problem, especially since his white shirt keeps the sunlight away from him, it's also much easier to function like this somehow

aaand it's beneficial for both of you, he doesn't have to carry it so his hands are ready to take part in sudden action if needed and you can feel somehow warmer thanks to the jacket he lent you, he does like the color green on you btw! he's an artist so seeing something that fits together (even in the most bizarre way) is pleasing to his eyes

oh! he would totally talk to you about it to make you forget the cold, colour theory? is his favourite. anatomy? he's still learning. nature landscapes? you know he has a lot of sketches somewhere nearby, never mind if you know a certain topic or not, he will explain it to you the best way he can

but apart from talking or lending you his jacket, I think he would run his hands on your shoulders to make you a bit warmer, he wouldn't do it openly for everyone else to see because he's too shy to do anything else, he's an introvert after all so taking the lead isn't really his thing, he tries but in his own ways!

although he would joke around a bit, he isn't as stoic as Jotaro, he's much more relaxed and easy going by those who are dear to him, and it so happened to be the Crusaders.. I'm sure he'd love to keep everyone together after the whole trip is over, that's why he is caring

I imagine him telling Mr. Joestar about you being cold or even Avdol, he'd ask if there's anything they can do because that cold could make you lose your focus on the mission at hand and he'd like it if you were focused on a specific subject - especially since it can lead to really enormous consequences

but it's not just the mission itself, saving Ms. Holly is important, yes, of course it is, however he can't help the urge to make you warmer especially since it's not the biggest of deals you know? I mean, it's bearable but it does make you lose your focus so even if there's not much he can do, he would like to help and does so to the maximum of his capabilities

Noriaki sat next to you while you were waiting for Polnareff to finally come down so all of you could finally eat well deserved breakfast. You were sitting on a small part of the wall, more like the broken part of it and waited patiently for your team mates who were probably dragging the Frenchman out of bed by force. That's what you both thought at least.

"I wonder how is he even functioning as a human being" - Kakyoin said out loud what was on his mind and that caused you to smirk a bit.

"What do you mean? Don't tell me you had never slept until noon" you told him after sighing a bit and later on puffing some warm air from your mouth at your now cold hands. It was quite chilly for you, and since you've woken up not so long ago - it was really noticable.

"I have school dear Y/N, I'm much more responsible than him, that's for sure" of course whatever he said about the Frenchman wasn't meant to be hurtful nor insulting. But he did think his face looked somewhat punchable, if he were to cross a certain line - the redhead teenager wouldn't even try to stop himself (of course as long as it wasn't that bad, like that time when he elbowed Polnareff in the face, it was for his own good so Noriaki probably found nothing wrong in giving him a small lesson, which in the end turned out to be quite successful). "aand we are slowly running out of time so he better get his ass down here so we can get a move on.." he then added a bit quieter.

You chuckled at his remark, especially since it's been about a month since he was last seen in school. However, that made you realise how good of a student he must have been. He did have a passion for video games which was quite confusing each time he said something about his grades being a little above average. But it was to be respected, after all he's just a human - he is allowed to have hobbies other than art.

You sighed once again after hearing his last statement, you hated the fact that he was right at this point. After all being on a run literally every day for 34 days is a huge thing to accomplish, full of stress, anxiousness, dangers waiting around every corner and that damn cold that never left your side even while on a trip to Egypt.

He did notice the way you basically hugged yourself, trying to keep your hands and body warm for the day. "Are you perhaps cold? You're shaking" was the question he asked followed by a statement after a full minute of silence. You nodded your head slightly - there was no point in lying to him since it was already very visible from your posture.

He handed you his jacket and started randomly speaking about the game that was supposed to come out the next year, as far as he knows. You didn't even get the chance to thank him. Therefore somehow he made you talk your heart out about your other hobbies, which somehow lead to you talking about your favourite genre of music. While waiting for the Crusaders all you two did was talk about many topics at once, but it was surprisingly nice, even if it was quite chaotic. You've learned that his favourite singer is Sting, it may be a bit further away from your favourites but still it was pleasant to talk about it.

After a couple of minutes talking with Noriaki, Mr. Joestar, Avdol, Jotaro and Polnareff came out of the building looking at you two wondering if you're ok since they've left you for quite some minutes (after making sure you're ok they started talking about what to order and where to even start!). Better safe than sorry as they say.

You totally forgot how cold you were before, but now that you reminded yourself of it, somehow your smile threw that thought away. You were happy to be with them, it's an honour to fight by their side after all. Smiling to yourself you hugged the jacket to yourself and followed the group of men wondering what you should order to eat for breakfast.

Joseph Joestar

I believe him to be a really open and somehow simple-minded man, totally would give you a side hug and rub your arms aggressively (regardless of his strength) which could be a bit unpleasant, but is also really sweet

but I think he wouldn't even notice that you're cold if you didn't tell him yourself in the first place

will tease you about it, y'all know it

Joseph is the type of a guy to joke around like a lot even for his age, his personality would brings a lot of comfort which is equal to the warmth he gives with his character - will make you warm from embarrassment if we're being honest, ofc if he's capable of doing so

if not, he would find another way to warm your shivering body - he's creative and smart so it's natural for him to come up with bizarre ideas that a normal human being wouldn't even think of doing

also he had that one long coat with him on this trip, since it was rarely used because he didn't get cold quickly, he would give it to you, wouldn't even take it back once given to you

however he would take it from you once the trip is over and everything is at least a bit better, or he'd remind you about it after some time

I'm not sure what else he could do honestly, if he were to be thoughtful enough and feel sorry for you being so cold, hamon is a thing

that old guy could use it to warm you up a bit, your whole system would feel finally warmer - although it has to be a weird.. feeling, you know.. such energy to rush through your body in that short time? It could be shocking but God would it be helpful

he wouldn't use it much because of no training, he's out of practice and is a bit rusty, but once he did it would be trully relieving

he compared to Jotaro is much more touchy, he wouldn't hesitate to give you a big 'ol hug and try to put a smile on your face

Joseph Joestar, known as the loudest family member of the Joestar family, but with a heart that could melt every mountain if he were to be interested in doing so. Of course every Joestar has their own abilities and different ways of thinking. Caring, strong, protective, and so on. They held a special place for those who were worthy of their trust.

You could say that exqctly this thought lead to you being squished in a tight embrace that the man himself gave you. Kakyoin told him you were shivering a bit too much to his liking, so both of them were worried about you, especially since you were on the desert. It was starting to get warmer and the temperature seemed to rise with every passing second, that's why it seemed so bizarre to them.

Joseph offered to give you a ride on a camel since they didn't have any more than 4 at that time. The Crusaders were discussing about keeping watch for any enemies that could cause you trouble. You relaxed in his touch because the tiredness after using your stand's abilities too much made you really vulnerable for any attacks, Joseph wanted to keep an eye on you himself, that's why you ended up like this.

You did feel like your muscles were relaxing and finally getting rid of the tension caused mostly by stress and the cold you felt. The old man used his body heat to keep you warm, it did help a bit but still wasn't enough. You just wished to lie in bed being wrapped in a blanket and drinking some warm drinks while it's even colder outside. You would have though that you'll be wrapped in his arms while being in a desert. It's not what you did expect, but it still felt a bit nicer than being alone.

The older Joestar laughed at your reaction and patted your head while telling Jotaro to look around with Star Platinum. You simply shrugged at his reaction but smiled nonetheless because of the vibrations you heard in his chest when he chuckled. The temperature on the desert was increasing non-stop, which was becoming unbearable even to your cold self.

What the Crusaders didn't know was that it's going to keep on going up trying to burn them alive.

(+bonus)

Iggy

no one expected this dog for sure hehe

I imagined that when you sat next to him and told him that you're cold, he would totally ignore you and pay you no mind

but! he will notice you once you put your hands on his back or any other body part

he would instantly feel the coldness of your hands and jump away from you while growling, that gesture didn't please him at all

after that he'd ignore you for the rest of the trip and will hold a grudge against you till the very end (unless it's needed, like with Polnareff vs Vanilla Ice chapters, he'd help you of course, ready to risk his life for you)

Iggy just doesn't like cold hands :(

Alr you guys, I'm opening request box! feel free to ask for anything that's mostly Jojo related :D

I will probably write for characters from Stardust Crusaders, but I don't mind writing for other one of your favourites, something platonic or romantic, whatever you wish!

Self shipping is always welcome! I won't reply to everything though, so I apologise for that :( but I'm open for your suggestions! I'd rather keep it family friendly in here but who knows 👀

Feel free to request and I'll see what I can do!

"fragile"

Jotaro x gender neutral reader

hii! it's my first oneshot I've written on tumblr. I hope it turned out ok. anyway, have a good day and enjoy the story from Jotaro's pov! he's a softie inside and we all know it

also I miiight be opening requests soon, I'll let y'all know when I'm ready<<

word count: 1981

warnings: there's that one swear word.. at the very beginning

Each day we're getting closer to ending it all. Each day welcomes us with difficulties such as stand user or other cases. And each day I can't help but notice how different they seem. They're anxious, but they smile at me, or other crusaders. They're being nice to everyone, even though they're also having it rough to fight and survive this hell of a time. Their stand heals our every wound even if it takes a lot of energy to do so. How can they stay so positive about everything like this? And why do I envy them at some point?

I'm scared of what tomorrow could bring, although I know I must stay strong for the others. It's getting harder and harder each fucking way to do so. And yet they stay happy, or at least it seems like that. As far as I know they were good at keeping secrets, especially about themselves and their abilities. After all, I saw their stand only a week ago, and we're on our journey for about a month now. After that fight with Anubis, the stand that used swordsmanship and his own strength at best he could to crush our lives, they did manifest it that day. That fight wasn't as successful as I wanted it to be but I've never been this tired in my life to even think about it. Or at least never been while on this trip. They showed their stand on impulse, as if they didn't mean it to and yet they'd done it. They healed me. I was tired and thought that another stand was after us, I got scared because how was I supposed to protect Polnareff, them or even myself at that point? However everything was alright, at least that's what they'd told me.

My mom.. what if we fail? I wouldn't be able to hear her caring voice, would I? I'm trying to be strong but it seems as if it's never enough. I'm getting tired, each day I don't think we're going to make it, but I always throw away these kind of thoughts to stay strong. After all they all rely on me, don't they? I rely on myself. I should be able to do it so.. why am I here, now?

I've never been worried this much in my life, not when I matured enough to be responsible for my actions. Why has it come to this? Me, not being able to sleep because of them, crying. It can't be real right? When have I become this soft for anyone? Weren't I afraid of being rejected before? And why do their voice rings in my head and I recall every moment they helped me get through something, even if I didn't ask for it.

I'm sick of it. I'm sick of them being all nice to me. I've had enough of seeing their face they make when I make an attempt on making a joke. I hate it when they laugh at it even though it wasn't that funny. Their eyes, God how much I hate them. Behind those eyes hides no pity, only indulgence and patience. I'm sick of liking the sound of their voice, the way their eyes focus on me to make sure I'm okay. Their touch. Gentle touches, I thought only my mother could give them. Their touches aren't needy or curious, they seek my consent before doing anything. They respect me a little bit too much, I hate it so much. Especially now.

I've just woken up from that.. dream I've had. It was bizarre, that's all I know. I heard some noises next to me, that's why I woke up in the first place, right? But I couldn't just turn around and see what was behind me that was making all this noises. I knew exactly what it was, I just couldn't do it. As if I was frozen, I couldn't move nor breathe, I just listend to the way they cried behind me on their own bed that was next to mine. I begged to move, to do something, and yet I couldn't. It was frustrating, I started to panic slowly. I've never thought that comforting someone would be this hard on it's own.

Hearing them cry broke my heart. I've never seen them sad, nor with a frown on their face. Always smiling, wishing best for everyone and hoping to keep them safe. And yet here they are. They must have snapped, what other could've happened that made them cry like this? They were crying quietly, as if afraid of waking me up even though I'm already awake, yet they don't know that. They don't know I can hear every breath they take, or the way they try to quiet down their hiccups just to not let anyone hear them.

We all have a hard time being here, in Egypt. I should've let them cry, right? That should help them more than my simple words, I probably won't make a whole sentence even if I tried. Then why bother? I'll just try and go back to sleep, why should I care about that?

Yet here I found myself slowly turning to face them. It's dark, the only light that is emitting their shaking frame is the moon itself, as if it was showing me the way. It made me move on my own, as if I was hypnotised. By what exactly? I'm not sure. My chest started to hurt really badly, I had to do something. But shouldn't I not care and let them be? Wouldn't it be best to let them do it themselves? In fact, I'm not sure myself. Automatically I stood up from my bed and walked towards them, their back was facing me so they shouldn't have noticed me. Unless they heard me stand up and walk up go them? They must have really kept the watch out for me. Why are they like this? What happened to them?

They turned to me as if scared that I would hurt them. But they weren't scared of me, no. They must have been afraid of me eavesdropping on their little cries, that's what made them catch their breath in their chest and look at me while all I did was look at them back. Stunned as I was, all I could do was cough awkwardly and look everywhere else but their eyes.

"You uh.. you alright?" I said while feeling the nervousness build up in my stomach and a certain pain in my chest as I said those words. Their tears were shining under the moonlight that came through the small window we had in this flat. Yet they seemed to just be shocked by my presence, especially since I was standing above them.

They hadn't said anything. All they did was catch my bigger hand in theirs and bring me down to sit next to them. So I did, with a little hesitation in my movements.

They couldn't look at me, I saw the way they tried to look everywhere else but me, I've done that minutes ago, that's why it was easier to notice it. But I didn't judge them for it. In fact, I opened my arms and offered them silently a hug. I don't know what's going on but perhaps this could help? My mum used to always hug me when I was distressed, it did usually help me but she.. she said a lot of comforting words that came straight out of her heart. I couldn't do it, I'm not as open as my mum is.

Thankfully they hugged me back, in fact with absolutely no hesistation. I secured them in my arms holding around their smaller frame and let them cry their eyes out as if I was a shoulder they could cry on. My frowning eyes were focused on the door that was behind them, I couldn't think about anything logically. All I had in mind was this urge to make them smile again, to help them get through it all, without knowing the reason behind it. I patted their head a few times, hiding it in my shoulder while their arms were around my neck, hugging it tightly and crying together, but this time not as quietly as before.

I didn't judge them, in fact I didn't do much at all. And yet after a few minutes they broke the hug and looked at me with this gorgeous smile I wanted to see before. This smile that keeps me up at night and each time starts a fire in my heart. Am I becoming too soft for them? Old man told me about that feeling when he met grandma. It was similar to what I felt towards them now. I envied them before but now I see that we have some things in common. They're like a sea of emotions and hobbies I wish to find myself swimming in everyday, even dive in the deepest parts of it if possible. So mysterious and dangerous, I want to be able to seek for answers on their behaviour. I need to know that they're okay.

That realisation was the reason why I let myself slip a small smile, also in response to them lifting corners of those lips that said so many nice things to me, to all of the crusaders or other people I never cared to acknowledge. And now, those specific lips opened up a little to leave only a few quiet words for me.

"Thank you, Jotaro" - was what they whispered this night. I didn't do anything and yet they thanked me for it. Why did it leave a warm feeling in my chest? They were just appreciating the silence that fell between us. "It means a lot" then they added. I smiled up even more after those words, but quickly hid my face under the brim of my hat.

"Don't mention it." I told them while still having my arms around them. Since when was their touch so addictive? It's like I didn't want them to leave my arms. "Do you.. want to talk about it?" was what I said next, not being sure of what's bound to happened next.

All they did was shake their head, I didn't push any further, knowing how I myself didn't appreciate others doing it. Minutes has passed and we lied down on the mattress, it was a cold night after all, that was why we lied down together. I decided to sleep next to them that night. Why? Even I have no idea. The feeling of not being there for them hurt a lot more than one could've imagined. They didn't seem to mind me sleeping next to them so.. I believe it's alright.. for now. As long as I get to be their safe spot in those dark times, I'm sure we'll be fine.

That night I promised to keep them safe, no matter if their problems were huge, or trivial. I refused to believe that I could be no longer next to them to spend similar moments like these. That was another reason why I wanted to keep on fighting. I wanted to help my mum, save those who are dear to me and to have this ability of seeing Y/N next to me, simply having them close around and safe.

I felt their arms sneek around my waist. I smiled under my nose and put my other hand around their frame in hesistation. That feeling was satisfying. And it was mutual, I felt them relax under my hand which resulted in me taking a deep breath and surprisingly finding myself also relaxing in their touch.

That night, was also the night they both finally got a good sleep while being on this journey for about a month now.

so yeah this is it, I hope this small piece brings some comfort to your lives, cus I know things can get tough.. to anyone who needs this: im proud of you and hope youll be doing better soon! i believe in you guys so much :D and thank you for your time!

Remember Summer Days

Every year you were in college you studied abroad for the second half of the year. As a cultural studies major you had been sent to many interesting places, including Hong Kong, Iran, and Iceland. Your senior year was no different, but a pit settled in your stomach nonetheless when your professor had informed you that you were selected to go to Japan.

The days leading up to your departure felt like a fever dream. A haze of chaos and doubts. A convoluted hope clinging to the back of your mind. When you finally reach your host family's house (the nearby campus had no available dorms) you’re surprised to find that the woman hosting you is American. She politely introduces herself to you as Holly and then leads you to your room, showing you around your temporary home in the process.

You had ended up passing out of the futon in your room, finally being overtaken by the stress and jet lag. Holly wakes you up some time later, I forming you that dinner is ready and her son will be home from work too.

You’re shocked to see the spread of Japanese food before you. So she wasn’t kidding when she had said she knew what she was doing. You and Holly chat back and forth about nothing while you begin fixing your plates to give her son time to return, and sure enough he’s back before you’re done plating your udon.

“Mom! I’m home,” a familiar voice calls, but you can’t quite place it.

“Hi Jojo! We’re in the dining room. We waited on you.”

“Oh is the exchange student finally-“ as he opens the door, drawing your attention, allowing him to see your face for the first time in more than three years, he drops his bag and rushes towards you, his arms outstretched.

You rise and open your arms to him as well, taking him into your arms and squeezing him like you’ll never let go.

“Oh! You kids know each other,” Holly questions, a confused look furrowing her brows.

“Yeah, she was traveling with the old man and I when we were in Egypt.”

“Okay,” she replies cheerfully, returning her attention to her plate.

When you finally pull away from Jotaro you have to fight the urge to kiss him then and there, so you ignore each other. Eating dinner silently, the silence was suffocating. You wanted nothing more than to be in his arms again, but if things went right, you’d have half a year with him. The thought thrilled you.

After dinner you had gone to finish unpacking, falling into bed when you were done. A rumbling in your chest startles you and you look over to see Star Platinum crouching beside your stand, Dark Lady, scratching the top of her head as she rubbed her cheek on his knee. You hadn’t used your stand hardly at all since you had left Egypt. You had almost completely forgotten about her.

After just a few more minutes of Star’s petting you had drifted off to sleep, leaving Star Platinum dozing in the corner with Dark Lady already curled up in his lap, purring in her sleep.

The next week you’re too busy with school to see much of Jotaro, but Star Platinum came to you every night, wrapping his massive body around yours, holding you while you slept, while Dark Lady spent the night curled up beside Jotaro’s head.

Finally that Saturday you and him were both completely free. He had taken you out to lunch and the two of you had ended up laying on the floor in his room, staring up at the ceiling and catching up.

You were hesitant with each other, only sparing the most chaste of touches, fingers drifting together only to repel like magnets. Love for him still pulled at your chest, but you were basically strangers again.

This time you had made the first move, letting yourself into Jotaro’s room in the middle of the night and putting yourself in Dark Lady’s place. He was surprised to find you there the next morning, but it wasn’t an unpleasant one.

It was then that he kissed you for the first time since you had parted all those years ago. It was still familiar, the way his lips pressed against yours, your tongue running along his lower lip before pushing past his teeth to explore his mouth. He moaned softly at the new sensation and pulled away, rolling you to face him before kissing you again, gripping your thigh with his large hand and leading your leg to rest on his hip.

You move to rest on top of him, your legs straddling one of his massive thighs. He had grown since you had seen him last, he was larger than you before, but now he was a giant in every way possible. One of his hands comes up to tangle in your hair and pull you closer to him while the other guides your hips to roll against him.

The sensation sends jolts through your body, making Jotaro want nothing more than to join his body with yours, but he wants to savor it as well. He wants to take it slow, so he starts by pulling your shorts to the side so that there’s nothing dividing you from his leg. He uses the rolling of your hips and the rippling of his muscles to get you to the edge of an orgasm. When he feels your legs trembling on either side of his, he grabs you by the waist, rolling you onto your back and shoving his face between your legs.

His mouth was warm against your dripping cunt, the wet ministrations of his tongue soothing the ache that the friction of riding his leg had spread through your clit. First he focuses his attention on your entrance, his tongue feeling around and making you squirm, small whimpers falling from your lips whenever the tip of his nose bumped against your clit.

He then replaces his tongue with his fingers, gently pushing two inside you and curling them gently. His mouth then goes to your clit, lapping at it with fervor before wrapping his lips around you and sucking, making you bite down on the back of your hand to muffle your cries as your legs widen to give him more space.

This time, when your legs begin shaking, he ignores it, pushing you further and further until your trembling thighs are squeezing his head, your hands clawing at his shoulders, desperately trying to get away from the stimulation he was bringing you. He finally pulls away when you let out a choked sob and pull his hair so hard his eyes water. When he looks up at you his hair is a spiky mess and his chin is glistening with your juices.

“C’mere,” you urge, tugging his arm to encourage him to come towards you.

Jotaro obliges and you lock you lips with his, not caring how strongly they taste of your essence. You slide your hand in the waistband of his boxers to rest on his hip, encouraging him to remove them.

He does, and before you can guide him, he’s already on top of you, sliding in and letting his cock get used to the feeling of being inside you again. He revels in every second of it, the way you whisper his name, the way you move against him, the feeling of your tongue in his mouth. It’s too much for him to bear and before he can stop himself he’s pounding into you, kneading the flesh of your thighs as he uses them for leverage. He allows himself to relax, his primal grunts becoming weak moans as he ruts into you.

You whine as he pulls one of your legs against his chest, adjusting his angle slightly so that he’s rubbing against your clit with every thrust. As you reach your second orgasms, he pulls out, cumming across your stomach and falling into place beside you.

“I still love you Jojo,” you whisper, bumping your forehead against his.

“I still love you too,” he replies, pulling a quilt over the both of you. “Now let’s get some rest.”

When Holly comes in to tell Jotaro that dinner’s ready, she finds the two of you to be a tangle of limbs and the quilt, but chooses to ignore it for her own sake.

Never Meant

Warnings: angst, swearing

When Joseph Joestar had sent you a letter after your graduation you were beyond confused. You hadn’t heard from the old man in nearly a decade and here he was offering you a job at the Speedwagon Foundation. You had accepted, of course, grateful for such an amazing opportunity, and an excuse to see more of Dark Lady.

Several years later you had been the first on the Speedwagon team to be sent to Morioh to investigate the disappearances in the area. You had been told it was a quaint town, so you had chalked most of them up to runaways before you had even gotten there, but as soon as you had it became apparent that there were many stand users around. The whole atmosphere seemed to vibrate, making the hair on your neck stand on end.

You hadn’t been on such high alert since Egypt.

You then began your work of making the locals like you. It wasn’t really hard, just a few complements here and some extra grace there and just like that it seemed everyone liked you.

After being there only a week you received a letter from the Speedwagon Foundation, informing you that Joseph had a son in the area and that you were to keep an eye on him. Protect him. At least until Joseph could get there. It always seemed that whenever you found peace, the world threw another Joestar on your plate.

But you went, knocking on the door of the address you were given and waiting for a response. A younger woman opens the door and you explain that you’re there on Joseph’s behalf. She gives you a nasty look and tries to slam the door in your face. You jam the door with your foot and let yourself in.

She opens her mouth to scream and you give her a look that makes her rethink it immediately.

“Listen, Tomoko, I’m not Joseph’s wife, and I’m not his mistress. I’m just a friend and I don’t care if you fucked the old bastard. I’m just here to protect your boy from whatever’s going on around here, okay? I’m on your side.”

She nods and gestures to the couch, sitting beside you and calling out for, who you assume, is Joseph’s secret child.

You’re most surprised by how young he is. A teenager, definitely no older than sixteen. That meant he was born a few years before you had met Joseph. You weren’t surprised that he was still able to get around then, he was undeniably handsome, just not really your type.

Tomoko introduces you to her son, Josuke, and you nod, wordlessly getting up and pushing the left sleeve of his t-shirt up, revealing the star-shaped birthmark. You nod to yourself and shake his hand, finally introducing yourself.

Out of curiosity you bring Dark Lady forward and make her sit beside you, tail curled around her feet, her head resting on your thigh. The boy’s eyes widen and he backs away a couple steps.

“I see,” you hum, allowing your stand to return to wherever she goes when she’s not with you. You liked to think that all stands went to the same place when they weren’t aiding their masters, and that she and Star Platinum still shared space somewhere. Maybe Hierophant Green was there as well. One could only hope.

You return to your seat and explain the situation to the both of them, omitting certain parts that you would later tell Josuke in private, as not to make Tomoko think you were insane. You also informed them that the Foundation was sending you a second set of eyes to aid you on your mission, and that they would arrive in a couple days.

Josuke had suggested you go to his friends house to speak away from his mother. It was there that you had explained Dark Lady, and his own stand, who he called Crazy Diamond, to him. You had also told him that his father was coming to visit, and while he wouldn’t be forced to see him, he was more than welcome to join you in picking him up.

When the boat arrived a couple days later, Josuke had decided to join you after all, so it was there that you saw Joseph for the first time in twelve years. The first thing you noticed was how absolutely decrepit he was, so naturally you commented on it, telling him how shitty he looked, earning you a swift whack from his cane.

After your vision had stopped swimming, you looked around, knowing that your partner was going to be the one escorting Joseph. A broad white-clad chest was what was before you, so you followed the figure and were surprised to be met with a more than familiar set of teal eyes.

Of course. Joseph hadn’t known of how deeply involved you were with his grandson, and you doubted Jotaro had told him. From what you could tell, Joseph had just picked people he trusted that he knew got along.

You had heard that Polnareff was severely injured in a mission the previous year, rendering him unable to go back into the field. It wouldn’t be long before the old man died, leaving just the three of you. Just more reminders of how thinly stretched the original crusaders were now.

You decide to save the greetings you had for Jotaro for later, focusing on helping Joseph, and making sure he got an earful for cheating on Suzie, though it probably only ended up being about half an earful as deaf as he seemed to be these days.

After a long day of that bullshit, you returned to the Hotel Morioh and locked yourself in your room to ponder your mortality and insignificant place in this world. You doctor had told you it wasn’t a great thing to do, but if you pushed it away too much then it would all crash down on you and leave you unable to function for two days.

A knock at your door draws your attention and you gladly answer it. It’s Jojo. God how you’d missed him. You throw your arms around his massive torso and squeeze him. He returns the gesture, pressing you into his warm body, where you revel in his scent once again.

“Long time no see,” he mumbles when you finally part.

“No kidding,” you chuckle, gesturing for him to make himself at home as you lock the door behind him.

“I’ve missed you terribly,” he states, standing at the window, looking out at the waves crashing on the beach. “But it can’t be like last time. Not now anyways. I um, I got married a few years ago, and uh, we have a little girl. Jolyne. She’s uh, she’s six now.”

Six. He had a six year old and a wife waiting for him at home.

“Lucky man,” you murmur, a deep sinking sadness rising within you. You had been so caught up in your work you hadn’t even made an effort to settle down.

“What about you,” he questions, turning to face you.

“Oh, uh, nothing for me, really, just work. Always working.”

“I’m sorry,” Jotaro replies, coming to rest a hand on your shoulder.

“It’s fine. I'm still young. I have plenty of time to do something for myself.”

He sighs and drops his hand. “I hope so. I think my wife’s gonna leave me. I'm never home, and she doesn’t understand it’s to keep them safe. But honestly, I don’t think I’d mind. At least then I know they’d be safe, and maybe I wouldn’t feel so bad being gone if it was like that.”

Tears welled in your eyes at the idea of him being happy somewhere far away with someone else and before you can stop yourself the words fall from your mouth:

“Do you love her?”

Jotaro takes his hat off and runs his fingers through his hair.

“I don’t know. I don’t know if I do now, and I don’t know if I ever did. I thought I did when I met her, but the longer I’m away, the more I think about it, I wonder if I made the right decision.”

“I don’t care if you made the right decision, I asked if you loved her.”

“Not now. Not anymore. I love Jolyne, and I always will. I’ll do anything for her, but I don’t know if I can say the same for her mother.”

You nod in understanding, rubbing his shoulders, feeling them relax slightly under your touch.

“I should have waited. You would have understood better than she does. You understand how I act. It was stupid of me, to rush in, to give up. I’ve had so many opportunities to have what I wanted but I let them slip away. Sometimes I wonder if we’re just not meant to be us.”

“Us?”

He laughs sadly. “Yeah, Us, a singular thing. Us.”

“You need to leave,” you state suddenly, grabbing his arm and leading him towards the door.

“Did I say something wrong? I’m sorry.”

“No, Jotaro,” you shout, throwing the door open so hard the knob dents the wall despite the stopper. “That’s the fucking problem, you say everything I’ve ever wanted you to tell me at the worst possible time. You think it’s okay to just waltz into my room, after all we’ve been through, after all these years and tell me that you’ve married another woman? Do you know what it’s like to be me? How fucking alone I’ve been because you didn’t say this nine years ago?”

You lean against the wall, trying to calm your breathing so your heart rate will lower.

“Every night I dream of having what you just described to me with you. I want nothing more than to have a life with you instead of just around you.”

“Y/n, I'm sorry. I want to make this up to you somehow. Please.”

“I know how you can make this up to me. Finish this mission. Alone. If I never see another Joestar again it’ll be too soon, now get out.”

You look up for just a moment and see the pained expression on Jotaro’s face, and you look away quickly before you go crawling back to him. After he leaves you lock the door behind him and begin shoving your belongings into your suitcase, a strangled sob ripping from your throat as you strip down to your underwear and fall face first on the bed, crying into your pillow like you had after you had left him the first time. Maybe the two of you were just never meant.

Stay With Me

Three weeks. That’s how long you have been traveling with Joseph Joestar and his companions to save his only child. It felt like an eternity and a fleeting moment at the same time.

It all started when you walked out of the small cafe near your campus to see two men dueling in the street, except one of them appeared to be a flaming bird. You watched in awe as the beings clashed, the inferno incapacitating the knight and allowing a third, much larger figure to approach.

Joseph had recognized you as a stand user from that moment, though you had no idea of your stand's existence at the time. You had recklessly accepted when Joseph had offered you a place in his group. Looking for an excuse to get away from university for just a moment.

The quest you had joined in on seemed simple enough. If you were a fairy tale hero, that was. This old man had to be crazy, there was no way he was serious about his (im)mortal enemy being a fucking vampire. But alas, you still followed, because at least if you died it would be kinda hot. Hopefully this vampire fella looked like Tom Cruise. You laugh to yourself at the thought.

The first few stops on your journey, Joseph insisted that you have the room to yourself, save for the ugly ass dog he kept with him for some reason. You sit in your bed, flipping through a book of TIME’s most influential photos, pausing to ponder the events that led up to the one you were currently looking at.

As you think, a flash of purple catches your attention, drawing your eyes away before it disappears as quickly as it came. You shrug it off and go back to reading.

You saw purple again, fleeting, darting back and forth around the room before it stopped at the foot of your bed. You looked up and were met with the source of the movement that had been vexing you all day. It was the massive humanoid creature from before, it’s eyes meeting yours, despite the fact that it was crouching before you. It had long hair flowing all around it, a swirl of galaxies crowning its giant head. Almost like a halo.

“Who are you,” you whisper, cautiously crawling towards it. “Are you even real?”

It gives you a confused expression, letting out a soft “Ora?”

It was absolutely still aside from its flowing hair, but every aspect of the creature seemed relaxed. It wasn’t looking to harm you, or even approach you, so you approached it instead. You sit with your legs crossed on the edge of the bed and reach out towards it, trying to touch its face, but your hand just passes right through it.

You pull away even more confused than before. Were you dreaming? You could have sworn you were awake.

Then the creature reaches into you, and you feel it gripping something inside your chest. My god is it going to kill me? You think, fear taking over your body and you try to back away. The beast’s other hand reaches up and strokes your hair, very much there and very much real.

While you’re distracted by the foreign touch, it pulls its hand out of you, holding a black kitten by the scruff of its neck. It mewls and the creature pulls it towards it, cradling the cat in its arms. The cat starts to purr as the thing strokes it’s head and you feel it reverberating in your chest.

What the fuck was going on. Before you had time to think anymore, you laid down and forced yourself to go to sleep.

You were silent at breakfast the next morning, prompting Joseph to ask what happened to the talkative girl he had met the previous day.

You explained your strange dream to him and he nodded, before telling you the most absolute old man bullshit you had ever heard. There was no way that pathetic little cat was your fighting spirit.

You laughed and told him he was full of it. He countered by telling you to bring it out so they could all see it. You laughed again and said you couldn’t. He gave up almost too easily after that, muttering something about it’ll come out when it matters.

The second night you traveled with your new companions, once again staying with just the dog, the creature appeared to you again.

This time it’s not as friendly as it was before. Before you can even truly acknowledge it, you’re being attacked, it’s dragging you backwards from your chair, a large hand wrapping around your throat, squeezing. You feel like your eyes are going to pop out as you claw helplessly at your attacker, looking to Iggy to find him fast asleep.

A growl rips from the air beside you and the hand retreats almost as quickly as it appeared. You turn your chair to the large purple beast crouching down beside a panther, petting it’s head and making soft Oras in response to its purring. You feel the feedback of the pets in your hair and look to it for answers.

The being simply gives you an apologetic look, and reaches its free hand towards you. You cautiously take it. The creature brings the back of your hand to its lips, kissing it softly and giving you a small smile before returning its full attention to the panther.

A knock at the door draws you from your confusion and you answer it. It’s Jotaro. He pushes his way past you, kicking off his shoes and sitting on your bed, pulling a comic book from his coat and flipping to the dog eared page. “The old man told me to keep an eye on you,” he grumbles, flipping his hat and producing a cigarette, placing it between his lips and lights it.

“Well hello to you too. Do you have another one of those?”

“Smoking’s bad for you, you know,” Jotaro grumbles tossing his pack of smokes your way.

“Whatever.” You light one up and return once again to your book on the desk.

“Well, since you’re apparently a stand user, the worlds gonna be out to get you, and someone has to keep you alive, the old man will be upset if you die. Says he sees potential, and it looks like your stand’s not completely useless after all. It had no problem tearing at Star Platinum. Hurt like a bitch. Star seems to see it as a pet though, which is unfortunate. He’ll probably try to get a rise out of you more, now he knows it’ll make his friend appear.”

So that was Jotaro’s stand. Intretesting.

“I thought Joseph said that stand users had full control of their stands?”

“Star Platinum has a mind of his own. It’s probably why he’s been tormenting you for two days. He’s just curious. I can always pull him back if I want to, but as long as he’s not hurting anything, I don’t really care.”

“Maybe you should keep him from watching me sleep then. It’s kinda nerve wracking,” You chuckle.

Jotaro just grunts and gets up, moving to the other bed, picking Iggy up and tossing him on the floor. The dog grumbles in its sleep, but barely reacts more than that.

You sigh, stretching and getting up from your chair to flop down in the significantly more comfortable bed. “So, Jotaro, tell me about yourself,” you prompt, trying to get to know the reserved boy better.

“I’m Joseph’s grandson and my mom’s dying.”

“Surely there’s more.”

“Do you want to know my whole life story or something? Fuck.”

“Sorry, just trying to make conversation.”

Jotaro sighs and takes his cap off, running his fingers through his silky black hair. “Look, I’m not great with conversations, okay. I’m not trying to be a dick. You didn’t have to join us.”

“It’s fine, I wasn’t trying to pry.”

He chuckles and looks towards you. “Actually I think you’re the first girl that’s made an effort to get to know me.”

Oh. Oh! How did a handsome guy like himself have- “no girlfriend?”

“Never.”

“Surprising.”

“Why’s that?”

“You’re not unattractive.”

“I know.”

Ah. There it was.

“I see.”

“I know I sound shallow, but I’m not. I just know people find me attractive because they make it so clear. They just want my appearance, they don’t want me.”

“So you’re saying you’re into blind girls?”

Jotaro chuckles and leans back against the headboard, blowing out a stream of smoke. “You’re funny. I think we could be friends.”

“Yeah,” you say, turning the remaining lamp off and rolling over. “Me too.”

The next couple weeks are a constant frenzy of fighting for your life, bringing you closer to your new companions both out of necessity and dedication to each other. You now spent most of your time with Jotaro and Kakyoin, mostly because they were the closest to you in age. Kakyoin was a year younger and Jotaro was just five months your junior, he was still in high school only because his birthday fell at an odd time for the school calendar.

You had grown quite fond of each other during your time together, spending what little free time you had together, trying to get some enjoyment out of the trip, be it grabbing lunch or just doing different things in the same room.

When all was said and done, and the battle won you found yourself in a hotel room overlooking the Valley of Kings. There were just four of you left now, the Stardust Crusaders were nothing more than a quartet of broken people whose lives would never really be the same as they were before.

Joseph and Polnareff were just across the hall, and when you stepped out of your room to use the toilet you could hear shot glasses clinking together and slamming onto the table, but there were no celebratory words being exchanged, the men were drinking to get drunk. To forget.

When you returned to your room you found Jotaro on the balcony, leaning on the railing and smoking a cigarette. He had dropped his coat and hat in the corner chair when he had entered the room and while you were gone he had stripped off his blood soaked shirt, revealing all the wounds Dio had inflicted on him.

Without thinking you come up and wrap your arms around his waist, pressing your cheek to his back. He stiffens for a second and then relaxes into your touch, letting out a sigh.

“I’m glad you made it,” he states suddenly, his chest rumbling with his deep voice.

“Me too, I guess.”

Jotaro pulls himself out of your arms and turns to face you. “When are you leaving?”

“Tomorrow night.”

He sighs and tosses his cigarette butt off the balcony. He blinks slowly and rolls his shoulders a few times. “I’m really glad you made it.”

You’re completely unable to read him, not that it was easy before, but now, you couldn’t even begin to place what was on his mind. So much had happened in the last twenty four hours. Your friends had died for God’s sake.

It confuses you even more when Jotaro reaches up and cups your face with his massive hand. Before you can think, he leans down and places a clumsy kiss against your lips before pulling away quickly.

“I shouldn’t have done that, should I?”

“Actually I think you should do it again.”

He leans down again and this time you meet him halfway, closing the gap between you. His lips fumble against yours as he struggles to figure out what you’re doing.

You pull away and look up at him. “Never kissed before?”

“Once, but I was like eleven.”

You giggle and pull him towards you again, this time taking the lead and guiding him through it. You’re laughing when you pull away and he looks genuinely disheartened.

“What? Am I bad?”

“No, I’m just glad you finally decided to make a move.”

He just stares at you like you have two heads.

“I’ve only been flirting with you for the whole trip.”

“I thought you were just being nice.”

You chuckle and pull him into another kiss. Leave it to Jotaro to be completely oblivious to something like that.

“I liked that,” he murmurs, reaching out to take your hand. “A lot.” He pauses and thinks for a moment. “I like you a lot.”

“I like you a lot too. I’m sorry I have to leave.”

“I understand. You have a life to get back to, and we can’t linger here too long anyways.”

“I wish…”

He raises an eyebrow at you. “You wish what?”

“I just wish things had come out better in the end.”

“Me too,” he sighs, and turns leaving you on the balcony to finish your cigarette.

When you do, you follow him inside, leaving the door open behind you.

“Jojo,” you call, reaching out towards him. He turns to face you and you take his hand, pulling him towards you and pushing your lips to his again.

He hums in surprise and melts into the kiss, leading you backwards further into the room. You fall back into the bed and pull him with you by his shoulders, keeping your lips against his the whole way down.

He moans and laces his fingers with yours, pinning your hand above your head, using his free hand to support himself.

This was the first time you had seen Jotaro shirtless the entire time you had traveled together, and even shared rooms and it was, comforting, to know that he now trusted you enough to show off a little. You let out a pleased giggle and spread your legs to allow Jojo to slot himself between them.

You roll your hips against his, earning a groan from him. He releases your hand and moves to run his fingers down your side, dipping under your shirt and trailing back up.

Your hands go to his waist, looping your fingers in his belt loops and guiding his hips against yours.

“I love you so much,” he whispers, bumping his forehead against yours.

You’re taken aback by his words, breathing his name and pushing him away from you.

Jotaro worries that he’s done something wrong before you get up and push him to sit on the other bed and kneel before him, running your hands up his thighs, letting them come to a rest on his hips.

“I love you too, Jojo,” you hum, resting your head on his massive thigh. He watches you, astounded as you reach up to unbutton his pants and push them down enough to free his cock. “Do you want this,” you ask looking up at him.

“Yeah. I do.”

You nod and lick his tip, making him shiver at the sensation. He brings his hands to rest in your hair, gently tugging as you work your mouth over him, taking him in bit by bit.

“God, fuck that feels good,” he whines, bringing a hand to cup your cheek “Please don’t stop.”

He bucks his hips, making you gag and you pull away. “I’m sorry,” he mumbles, reaching to help you up.

“It’s alright, it happens,” you hum.

In an instant he’s scooped you up into his arms, tossing you back onto the other bed and climbing on top of you. He unbuttons your pants and slides his hand down the front of your panties, dipping a finger between your folds, making you shiver. You work to slip your pants off to make what he’s doing easier. “God, Jotaro, just come here already,” you whine, trying to push his pants down his hips. Jotaro pulls away, just long enough to kick his pants off, fully exposing himself to you. He returns to his position above you, this time joining you on the bed. You prop yourself up and remove your shirt, leaving you in nothing but your bra, but you’ll leave that for him to take off.

“I uh, I’ve never done this,” he tells you, tracing his finger up and down your torso.

“That’s alright. I don’t mind. I’m sure you’ll be great.”

He nods in response and leans in to kiss you again, sighing as you reach between your bodies and guide him to your entrance. His hands linger on the band of your bra. “Can I take this off?”

You nod and arch your back to allow him to unclasp it and pull it off, tossing it haphazardly behind him. He pushes his hips forwards, finally sinking into you and you groan, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, pulling him down towards you and locking his lips in a kiss.

It’s slow and it’s sweet and when it’s all over Jotaro rolls off of you and pulls your back into his chest, wrapping his arms around you tightly, like he never wants to let go, pressing kisses to the back of your neck. “I love you,” he whispers, running his fingers through your hair.

“I love you too,” you mumble, drifting off to sleep in your shared room, a cool breeze blowing in from the open balcony door.

When Jotaro awoke you were already gone, the sun warming his face, though the bed was cold. He rolls over, finding a note on your pillow. The four words pulled at his heartstrings. A simple ‘I’ll find you again’ was all it took to make him break down in silent tears.

“Honey? What’s wrong?”

Your mother’s voice draws you from your thoughts and back to the dinner table. You had returned to your hometown directly from Egypt, since it was already time for fall break.

“Yeah, I’m alright mom, I just had a long semester. Being away from home for so long was stressful.”

“Oh, well, I’m glad you’re home.”

“Yeah…,” you hum, poking at your food, the ketchup seeping from your burger suddenly looks like blood, and you choke back a sob.

“Y/N, seriously, what’s wrong. You’re different.”

You sigh and lean back in your chair. “I just had a… fling, I guess, when I was in Hong Kong. It was hard to leave him.”

“Oh, that’s…understandable. Whirlwind love is hard to let go of. Maybe you’ll see him again one day.”

“Maybe.”

Highlight of my Evening

Weed smoking, high sex on the porch

The sound of the door opening draws your from your pleasant, blissed-out state of mind, pulling you back to reality. “You okay out here honey?” It’s your husband, Jotaro, checking on you. He steps out, closing the door behind him and resting his hands against the back of your chair, looking down at you. “I’m alright baby, you going to bed,” you question, looking up at him, blowing a billow of smoke into his face. “Hm not yet, that’s not a cigarette is it?” You giggle at his question. “Course not, I’m not a chimney like you. You want some, old man?” “Mh, I think I’ll leave the Pot to the young.” “Come on you’re not that old, Joots.” “‘M twenty years older than you.” “So,” you question, lifting the joint up to him. “You want some baby? You ever smoked pot?” “Can’t say I have.” “Mh, can’t or won’t? Will you at least sit with me baby, It’s cold.” He hums and picks you up, taking your spot in the chair and sitting you in his lap. You crane your neck and capture his lips in a warm kiss, making you let out a satisfied groan against him.

So he was a horny smoker. Good to know. His teeth sink into the flesh of your throat before soothing it with the warmth of his tongue. “You’re so pretty, you know that? My pretty little wife, love you so much,” he murmurs, burying his face in your tits and humming. Lovey too. Every roll of his hips pushed his erection into your clothed crotch. You pull his face from your tits and bring him to look at you. “You horny Joots?” He lets out a strangled “Yes,” and slips his hands under your shirt, running his fingers along the flesh of your stomach. You pull your shirt over your head and toss it to the side, leaning in for more kisses, which Jotaro happily obliges you with. Your hands slide between the two of you, undoing his belts and pants, slipping under them and caressing his cock through his boxers. He groans and bucks his hips into your hand, silently begging you to keep going. His fingers trace gently over you through your shorts, pushing them to the side and stroking your clit at a languid pace. You moan into his mouth, rolling your hips into his hand greedily as you pull him out of his boxers. “How do you want me baby,” you question, stroking his hair from his face. “I wanna hold you,” he whispers, stroking your cheek with his free hand. “I wanna be as close as possible.”It’s strange seeing him like this, his teal eyes rimmed with red, his jaw slack, hair plastered to his forehead with sweat, needy little sounds spilling past his lips. He’s beautiful, but in a different way than he usually is. He’s vulnerable like this, asking for what he wants instead of waiting for you to catch on. It’s endearing to see your husband let his guard down so low like this, sacred even. You kiss his cheek and get up, shedding your shorts and turning your back on him, holding yourself above his cock. Moans tumble from both of you as you sink down onto him, taking him all in with ease, something that had taken practice to be able to achieve. He wraps his arms around your waist, trailing one hand down to toy with your clit as you press your back into his broad chest

You woke up a few hours later laying on Jotaro’s chest in your shared bed. At some point he must have taken you in and put you in your pyjamas before falling asleep too. You slip out of bed, careful not to wake him, and tiptoe to the kitchen for some water. You bring a glass back upstairs for him, certain that his mouth will be as dry, if not more so than yours was when he wakes up.

When you slip back into the bedroom, he’s already awake, stretching and yawning, which was understandable since that was probably the first deep sleep he’s had in weeks. “I brought you some water,” you hum, sliding back under the covers. “Thank you, my mouth is,” he smacks his tongue a few times. “It's so dry.” You let out a chuckle and pass him the glass before snuggling into his side. “Do you remember last night, or did you smoke too much?” “I remember. We should do that again some time, I really enjoyed it.” “Really? Like seriously, you like smoking weed now?” He lets out a hearty laugh, which is good to hear opposed to his usual suppressed chuckle. “You kidding? This is the best I’ve felt since I was, mh, probably fifteen.” “Really?” “Yeah I feel great. I slept great. I think I need a nap though,” he laughs, laying back down and pulling the blankets up to his chin. You laugh and do the same, curling up against his chest. He lets out a contented sigh and wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer, falling asleep without a problem for the second time in years.

Hello! I collabed with a fantastic tumblr user @wowzers-howzers and created an awesome fanfic! It’s a Rohan x Wife!Reader x Jotaro it gets rather smutty so prepare your brains and loins! The fic is on her account, we hope you enjoy!

Stardust crusaders + Dio hc (stardust crusaders x gn!reader, Dio x gn!reader)

♥ They found out that you play the harp note: sorry for bad english pls(( Jotaro: — He had never seen the instrument and was shocked to say the least. Do you know how to handle such a miracle of music? Wow. Of course, he will not show his emotions, but he will be happy to listen to how the harp sounds. Deep down, he really likes what you're doing.

Kakyoin:

— He thinks you're the goddess of music. He had never seen anything like this before and was initially shocked. A little embarrassed and stays away from you, but soon overcomes the shyness and sits next to you and watches your harp playing.

Polnareff:

— He's already in love with you. He runs ahead of everyone if he hears you start playing the harp. He sits as close to you as possible and looks straight into your eyes in love. After a while, he may even fall asleep because your occupation calms him down on such a dangerous journey.

Avdol:

— He is proud and admires you at the same time. He likes talented people. He will be happy to listen to your harp playing.

Joseph:

— He's not used to this kind of music, but he won't mind if you really like what you're doing. He can also sit next to you and listen to the sound of a harp.

+ Dio:

— At first, he didn't understand at all why you needed such a strange instrument, but after hearing its sound and how you control it, he changed his mind. He likes to be near you at such moments and he will even close his eyes quite a bit. He will decide that he should never hear you play the harp again, because it is meant only for him.