#avdol x you

[gingernut1314]

Call Me Baby

SDC x SDC!GN!Reader

Summary: The Stardust Crusaders need to know why you called them by their name.

Warnings: Takes place in JJBA part 3, Jotaro's kinda of goes past part 3 cause I wanted to lolol, established relationships, slight misuse of a Star Platinum??? (I say it's the only right way to use a stand buuuuuttt......), I'm pretending like Suzi Q was never in the picture (love you queen, but your husband is hot so you can travel with Lisa-Lisa) but yall are free to do as you do, the slightest mention of spice, Iggy is a PET/DOG only

Word Count: 760+, 680+, 560+, 700+ , 760+, 450+, Total: 3.9K

Song:

BABYDOLL Youtube | Spotify

A/N: because I JUST WANT TO CALL THEM MY BABY SORRY NOT SORRY

Taglist: @cinnbar-bun @lostfirefly

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Jotaro Kujo 😒🐬

Jotaro will never admit it, but he loves that you call me baby/babe

At first, he grumbles and tells you to stop but the more you do it, the more it grows on him and the less he’ll complain

When the other Crusaders get on him for it, he’ll tell them to shut the hell up as he simply grabs your upper arm and drags you further along and away from them as they cackle like utter fools.

He’s been through all the teasing and continues to let you call him that silly-ass pet name even when he utterly dislikes it (Errrrrrr--fake. He lies to himself)

So when you call him by his name on a random Tuesday afternoon he doesn’t know what to make of it

What the hell were you doing calling him by his name?

He won't respond and continues to read his book in the living room of your shared home

You’ll call for him again, thinking he didn’t hear you the first time

but this time he’ll turn his sharp, green eyes up to look at you from underneath the visor of his hat

“Who the hell are you calling for?” He asks, letting his irritation get the best of him. You just blink because what is he talking about? It’s only the two of you here. Who else would you be calling for?

“Your name is Jotaro, isn’t it? I’m calling for you so get your ass up and come help me with this. I can’t reach--”

“No.” He simply says, returning his eyes to his book. You grit your teeth and stare daggers into him, trying to think of what the hell he was going on in his mind--what the hell he was playing at

“Jotaro.” No response. “This isn’t funny.” A flip of the page in his book. 

You march over to him with a huff of annoyed air, the book he’s trained his eyes on snapped shut with a simple movement of your hand. You leaned down, placing a hand on the armrest next to him so that you could look upon the entirety of his flawless face under his hat.

“Remember what we’ve gone over together about telling each other our feelings because some of us would prefer to bottle it up and storm around all grumpy?” Those green eyes snapped up to look at you again.

“You’re starting to piss me off now.” You give him an all too bright smile, bringing your other hand up to pat his cheek in a way you knew would only piss him off further.

“Aww see, Jotaro. That’s not so hard.” You tease only for his hand to grab hold of your wrist faster than lighting, yanking you closer so that you see his displeasure up close and personal. 

“You’ll stop calling me that right now.” You blink in utter confusion at his gritted-out words.

“Then what am I supposed to--” It clicked then what he’s so worked up about. Why he keeps insisting you not to use his name. It makes your heart flutter to think that he might actually like being called by that pet name. “Oh--oh you sweet thing.” You purr in teasingly, only making those eyes of his hardened further. His grip on your wrist tightened. “You just want me to call you my baby, right?” 

Jotaro lets you go then, going for the closed book in his lap in his own unique way to end the conversation there. Oh, but you are fully invested. You weren’t going to just drop it as you might usually do. No. Not when he’s put on such a show for you. 

“Baby,” You say, lowly, stopping the books to travel upward. You watched his shoulders relax at the pet name. Such a small release of tension you hadn’t even noticed added before. “Can you please grab the tupperware from the top cabinet for me? The one with the red lid? I need it down so I can pack some goodies for your mother when we go to visit her tonight.” 

“Fine.” He said, going to stand from his seat, but you kept him caged in. You couldn’t help the smile that bloomed over your face as you looked over his features, which he always tried to keep oh so emotionless. 

You leaned in, placing a quick peck to his feather-soft lips. 

“Thank you, babe.” You said, moving away so that he could stand. 

“Good grief.” He grumbled, sounding and looking all so annoyed, but he couldn’t control Star Platinum from popping an arm out to give your hand a quick squeeze.

Joseph Joestar 🏃‍♂️🛬

He’s calling you babe/baby

You’re calling him babe/baby

He hasn’t given you a choice in the matter and neither have you

It’s second nature

It’s his and yours second name

So when you call him by his first name, it can only mean one of three things

1) You’re in his arms moaning it for all to hear and making his already too-big ego even bigger

2) he’s dying/in danger and you're screaming at him to not be as such

Or 3) you’re completely and utterly furious with him and are about to murder him

But, as he’s joining the other Crusaders all gathered in the hallway of the hotel room they had picked out and hears his name growled out like it had come from the lips of some great bloodthirsty beast, he knows he’s about to get completely wiped from the face of the earth by your hand 

“OH MY GOD!” Joseph shouts, heart coming to a full stop in his chest. “Hide me! Hide me now.” He all but begs to the group.

“What? Trouble in paradise?” Polnareff teases as Joseph grabs for his arm.

“What the hell did you do now, old man?” Jotaro asks, shoving his hands into his pockets. 

“I don’t know!” Joseph just managed to get out before the door to your hotel room swung open with a bang. He gives a shout in fright as he pulls Polnareff in front of him in an attempt to hide himself. 

“Joseph Joestar.” You fume, marching down the hall towards the group. 

“Last name too. Huh.” Kakyoin observes from where he stood next to Jotaro. 

“Get your ass over here. Right. Now.” You hiss, shoving Polnareff out of your way. The Frenchman began to laugh hysterically, unable to keep it down any longer.

“What? You’re gonna have to speak up, my sweet honey bunch, sugar pie, love of my life. My hearing isn’t how it once was.” Joseph panicked, reaching for Avdol’s arm only for the fortuneteller to move out of the way. 

“Forgive me, friend. This is your battle alone.”

“But--but--” A hand grabbing hold of his shirt froze him in his place. “B-baby…hey. Mornin’.” He said, slowly turning around to face your wrath. “Have I told you how beautiful you look today? No?” He gently unraveled your fingers from his shirt to hold it, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your knuckles. “Just--look at you. You take my damn breath--”

“Joseph.” The man gave a sharp gulp at his name spoken in such a threatening way.

“Yes, sweetness?” He said, trying to soften your anger one last time with pet names and caresses against the skin of your hand.

“What is the one thing I have asked you to stop doing time and time again?” Joseph’s brown eyes flickered towards his grandson as he thought. Jotaro only pulled his hat further down his head to keep himself out of it. 

“Uh--not to use your hairbrush?” You shook your head. “Not to…eat your snacks?” Yet another shake of your head. 

“Nope. Want to take one more guess?”

“I--Do I want to?” Joseph said with a nervous laugh. 

“Next you’ll say: Sorry, babe. I was in such a rush this morning I completely forgot to not use your hair products because my hair could never be as beautiful and luscious as yours.” You said all too sweetly in the face of such anger you had been presenting.

“Heh, heh…babe, you know that's my lin--OH NO!” Joseph shouted, as you yanked him down, knocked his hat off his head, and gave his hair a good ruffle to mess up all the work he had done using your products. 

“Don’t do it again, Joestar.” You hissed, in his face, now sporting a too-cute pout. It made your anger bank the slightest. You could never resist that face, even when he drove you utterly crazy. “Find us a good breakfast place baby, and I’ll forgive you.” Joseph’s face instantly brightened and he placed a big, old smooch on your cheek. 

“You’re in luck, baby because I know just the place.”

Muhammad Avdol 🔥🦅

He’s not going to be the biggest when it comes to calling you baby/babe

But please go ahead and call him baby/babe

He loves it

He loves it so much he finds himself doing more and more romantic things for you just to keep pulling the pet name from your lips

He’ll shower you in flowers and small gifts and forehead kisses and praises all to have you call him baby

When he’s feeling more goofy or happy, you’ll find him calling you baby/babe right back

So on the rare occasion you call him by name, he can’t help but feel disappointed

“Have I done something to upset you?” He’ll ask softly, brows furrowed as he focused his whole attention onto you. 

“What? No. Why would I be upset with you?” You asked, turning to face him fully, your own concern etched onto your face. “I was just asking for you to pass me another napkin.” 

“Oh.” Avdol mutters in a small voice you hardly ever heard him speak in. He hadn’t even heard your question, just the utter lack of the pet name. You watched him carefully as he grabbed a napkin from the small pile the waiter had brought the group. “Here you go.” 

“Thank you.” You said, taking the napkin from his warm fingers. He turned back to the food on his plate, taking his fork back into his hand but making no move to begin eating. 

Had you done something to upset him? 

You couldn’t think of a single thing that might have done that, but something was clearly wrong. You reached a hand out to brush your knuckles over his cheek, gaining the attention of those bright brown eyes of his. He leaned into your touch, giving you an all too pinched smile. 

“What’s up?” You asked, moving you knuckles over his cheek once more. 

“Nothing. Truly. How are you liking--” “Hey--stop. Tell me what I did, okay.” You watched him pause, eyes taking in yours before his hand came up to keep yours against his cheek.

“It’s silly.” He said and you could see the slight embarrassment rising in his features. 

“I doubt it. You can tell me.” He gave you a lovely smile, squeezing your hand gently. 

“You said my name. I told you, it’s very silly.” You knew what you’d done instantly. 

“Oh baby, I’m sorry.” That smile of his only grew at the pet name. “I--you’re name is just so beautiful I just want to use it here and there.” You felt the skin of his cheek grow even warmer at your words. 

“Geez--can you two get a room.” Polnareff huffed from where you sat beside Avdol, arms crossed and a deep pout on his lips.

“Jealous?” Avdol teased the Frenchmen with a rumbling chuckle. “I don’t have any doubt you’ll find someone to call baby soon.” You couldn’t help the smile that pulled to your lips at the flutter of happiness in your chest. 

“Me? Jealous? Never.” Polnareff contiuned as you moved to take Avdol’s hand within your own. You brought it to your lips, pressing a soft kiss his skin. Those brilliantly bright eyes turned back to find you once more at the touch. 

“I love you, baby.” You murmured against his skin. 

“I love you too…baby.” He said a small smirk on his lips that had a small laugh pull at your throat.

Noriaki Kakyoin 🍒💚

He’s not used to the whole relationship thing

So don’t expect him to instantly be calling you baby/babe 

He might not even say it all, feeling too--strange saying it

But go ahead a call him baby/babe

He likes it

No--no he loves it

He especially loves it when you call him baby/babe when excited

The spark in your eyes as you jump and giggle and call for him using that pet name to show him whatever had gotten you this excited is addicting to him

It's especially addicting when you take his hand in your excitement 

So when you call for him using his name, he’s frozen in his spot looking towards Mr. Joestar, Polnareff, and Avdol for help

Because they might have more insight into the situation than he ever would hope to have

“Oooo--you’re in trouble now.” Polnareff teases, making Kakyoin’s anxiety spike in his chest as the Frenchmen elbows Advol playfully, though the fortune teller made no move to help or laugh. 

“T-trouble? What did I do?” Kakyoin asked, racking his brain for anything he could have done to upset you. 

“Beats us bud.” Mr. Joestar added, his own snickers adding to Kakyoin’s stress. “I’m sure you’ll find out.”

“But--I didn’t do--” You call his name again, cutting off Kakyoin’s frantic rush to figure out what might be wrong off. He snapped around to find you all but bouncing down the street towards the group, Joatro following behind in his typical unhurried state. Kakyoin tried to catch Jotaro’s eye, to try to keep figuring out why you might possibly be using his name, but his friend kept the visor of his hat down. 

“Y-yes?” He asked as you came to a stop before him, a bright smile on your lips. 

You didn’t seem upset. You looked all too happy to be upset…but maybe it was a trap of some sort? Maybe you were trying to get him to drop his guard so you could better shout your anger at him. 

You paused in what you were about to say, brows furrowing as you took in his panicked and stressed state. 

“Something wrong?” You asked, only making the snickering from Polnareff and Mr. Joestar harder. You took in this and then his state and felt anger begin to build in your chest.

Had they said something to him? If they had, oh were you more than ready to give them hell. 

“Kakyoin, what happened?” He seemed to sink into himself, eyes winching as he scanned over your features, which were growing more and more pissed by the second. 

“I-I don’t know. I think--did I do something wrong? Did I upset you?”

“Do something wrong? Why would you think you did something wrong?” You asked, placing a hand on his arm in comfort. 

“I don’t know. You just said my name and I don’t know--” He gave a deep sigh, looking away from you as embarrassment began to creep into his eyes. 

“Wait--You’re name? That’s why you think something’s wrong? Because I said your name?” Kakyoin glanced back at you, a small shrug on his shoulders. 

“You only ever call me baby.” Your heart hurt a bit when he finally expressed what was truly bugging him. 

“I’m--no I’m not upset at you. I like your name. I like calling you baby. I like both so I just--switched. I’m sorry sweetheart.” You said, rubbing his arm to try and soothe him. Kakyoin seemed to relax, a smile pulling at his thin lips. 

“O-oh…I feel a bit silly now.” You pulled a bright smile to your lips as you shook your head.

“No. Baby, I don’t think so at all.” That stress continued to ease within Kakyoin and it only made you even happier. “Especially when you have those two idiots whispering in your ear no doubt.” You said, shooting them a daggered glare that had their snickers turned into their own panic. 

“Come on, I found this little tea shop that’s selling a cherry tea you need to try. It’s to die for!” You said, moving your hand down his arm to interlock your fingers within his. Kakyoin was more than happy to take it and follow you.

Jean Pierre Polnareff 💔🗡️

Deep inhale…

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEEEEEEEEE CALL THIS MAN BABY

CALL HIM BABE

CALL HIM BABY GIRL 

He needs you to call him every last pet name in the world and then some

And he’ll do it back

He’ll do it back SO MUCH LIKE

It’s in his DNA. He can’t help it. It needs to be said right alongside every other pet name and praise he can think up 

He’s bursting at the seams every morning to wake up and whisper a “good morning, baby.” against your lips 

And he’s just as excited to whisper a “good night, baby.” before you two drift asleep wrapped in each other's arms

He melts into a puddle every time you call him baby/babe

Like--just puddy in your hand

So when you say his name--not even his first name--he’s completely coming apart at the seams panicked.

“Mon coeur, what have I done to deserve such harsh treatment?” He cried, tears brimming in his gray eyes as he grabbed your hands up in his own. His lips peppered each with kisses, flipping them over so he could do the same thing to your palms and inner wrists. It was a flurry of kisses that had your slight annoyance ebbing in your chest even when you fought so hard to keep it. 

“You didn’t take me with you to grab supplies.” You played up your anger with a humph, turning your face away from his utterly forlorned one. 

“Forgive me, please. You were sleeping so peacefully. Like an angel. Mon Ange.” His kisses continued to travel up your arm. It made your skin tingle and your heart begin to beat rapidly in your chest. 

“When have I ever cared about you waking me up, Polnareff?” You said his name only to pull a mournful cry from his lips. “What if something had happened to you? What if you had gotten hurt? Hum? What then? That would kill me.” Polnareff’s lips left your skin only so that he could pull you into his arms, trying his best to find your gaze but you continued to look away. To turn him into a near whiny mess as you crossed your arms, preventing him from pulling you flush against his chest. 

You were serious about him going off on his own. He should never go off on his own while on this journey. Not when he had been attacked while all on his lonesome one too many times for your liking.

“Je suis désolé. Please forgive me.” You peeked a glance his way, keeping your features and eyes stern compared to his pleading, pouting face that nearly had you breaking down and forgetting about the whole thing.

“Promise me you’ll never do it again.” Polnareff nodded, pulling a hand away from you only so he could stick a pinky finger up. 

“I pinky promise, mon amour.” You eyed his pinky, then his big old puppy eyes and gave a soft sigh. Your pinky found its way around his and he gave it a gentle squeeze, which you gave right back. 

“I’m serious. I don’t know what I would do if you got--really hurt.” You said, feeling your heart twist painfully at the thought of your best friend and the love of your life getting more than hurt. Polnareff’s soft, needy features shifted suddenly into that of complete and utter seriousness as he leaned in closer to you. 

“I will try my best to keep myself safe, but I will do everything in my power to keep you safe above all else.” You watched him for a long moment. Watched him and just felt your love for him grow with each passing second. 

You gave in fully then, pulling your hand away from his so that you could gently cup his cheeks. You stood on your tippy toes to press a soft, tender kiss to those warm lips of his. Lips that had stars bursting behind your eyes and making you feel like you were standing on top of the world. He sighed into your kiss, holding you tighter against him and never once threatening to let go.

“Amour?” He questioned, keeping his forehead pressed to yours. You opened your eyes to find that soft, needy look had returned. 

“Yes?” 

“Please call me baby. I cannot take it any longer.” He begged, a deep blush crawling over his cheeks and neck. You chuckled, rubbing circles into his pink-dusted cheeks. 

“Baby,” A bright smile pulled at his lips, his grip pulling you ever closer. “I love you.”

“Je t’amie.” He whispered before claiming your lips all over again.

Iggy 🐕💨

CALL THIS PUPPY A GOOD SWEET BABY BOY 

Give him some coffee-flavored gum while you do and you’ve got yourself a loyal companion for life

Will only let you pick him up, pet him, and scratch his belly once you’ve gained his trust

He’ll grow so loyal he’ll start getting a bit possessive of you if any other the Crasuders make you upset or threaten to even touch you

Their hair

Gone

Their lungs

Invaded with the foul smell of a ripe fart

Call him a baby while he falls asleep in your lap 

Just

Please call him a good, sweet baby

He’s ugly and a bit of a menace but he just needs someone to be gentle and sweet to him

“Whose the best baby boy in the world? Hum? Who is?” You ask as you pepper kiss upon kiss to his ugly little face. Iggy's little tail is waggling so much it's moving his whole body in his excitement. “The most handsome baby boy in the whole world.” 

“The most handsome? Hardly.” Polnareff huffs from where he sits next to you on the ground, arms crossed and eyes staring daggers up at the dog. “Have you seen me? I’m a cute baby boy too.” He huffs, making Iggy pause in his excitement. 

“Polnareff, you are fighting with a dog.” Polnareff growls. 

“That is no mere dog. No. That’s a devil. A foul beast come straight from hell itself to torment my innocent soul.” Polnareff hisses making you roll your eyes. 

“So mean to the itty bitty baby.” You said, voice turning back into that of a coo, placing another smooching kiss on Iggy’s stubby muzzle. Though, Iggy had now set his buggish blue eyes on Polnareff. 

“What’s he looking at?” Polnareff asked, panic rising in his voice.  

“What? This baby? He’s just looking at you. Probably wants a pet.” Polnareff’s eyes fly wide as he rushes to his feet, trying to create as much distance as he can between him and the dog. 

“Keep the demon away from me and my hair. I just fixed it.” He all but whined as Iggy began to wiggle in your grip, a growl on his lips. 

“He hardly did any damage. He’s just a good baby.” You said, loosening your grip on the short-haired dog. 

“Hardly any damage!” Polnareff shouted, taking on a defensive stance. “He tore it out!” You huffed, patting Iggy’s round belly as he continued to pull himself from your grip. 

“It wasn’t that--” Iggy shot from your arms and latched onto Polnareff’s face, becoming a storm of teeth and farts and growls that had you wincing in pity for the Frenchman, who shouted and screamed away. “…bad.”

[starry-snippets]

avdol + pda

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

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

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

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

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

[rougepancake]

Duvet

Experiencing the “there’s only one bed” trope with them

Ft. Muhammad Avdol, J.P. Polnareff, Jotaro Kujo, Noriaki Kakyoin, & Joseph Joestar

Warnings: Just fluff. I don’t have it in my heart to make this smutty 😭 Not proofread

MUHAMMAD AVDOL

He knows good and well that Joseph is the whore behind all of this 😭

As soon as he gets to the room and realizes that you’re all set up he wants nothing more than to pass away and die

Like you walk out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around your body and he’s like FUCK

The funny part is he got shitfaced like two weeks prior to this and accidentally told Joseph that he would smash you if given the opportunity

So there you are. Standing in front of each other in total awkward silence as you both figure out what to do

“Would you like the bed for tonight?” He asks slowly, shifting uncomfortably as he stand before you. To his surprise, you only shrug in response.

“Nah. I’ll take the floor.” You turned your back to him and pulled a robe over your body, dropping the towel underneath it before looking back at him. “Plus don’t you have back problems or something??”

He stopped. How did you remember that? He had told you that when he first met you, as a way to make conversation, not in any serious connotation.

“R-Right…” He cleared his throat and looks down at you, giving you a stern look before speaking once again. “But it’s not good for you to sleep on the floor.”

“So what? You wanna share the bed then?”

“I don’t see why not.”

“What-“

“What?!”

He instantly regretted saying that I kid you not

Like he’s freaking out BIG TIME and is praying he just spontaneously dies in his sleep tonight

What if he does something in his sleep??? What is he sleep talks and accidentally confesses????

Yeah my guy is having an internal panic attack

Once you guys get around to getting to bed, he stays strictly on the edge of the bed, his back facing you. He wants to give you as much space as possible

But the mf wakes up holding you in his arms

Almost fucking dies because you’re still asleep and he almost shouted

The sight warms his heart though, so he allows himself to stay this way until you wake up

Then neither of you speak of it again

But you both kick Joseph’s ass afterwards

JEAN PIERRE POLNAREFF

WHORE

He did this himself and failed at it so bad you guys

He was like “oh no I suppose we’ve got no other choice but to sleep in the same bed together”

You told him to sleep on the floor

Was genuinely offended but let you win because he thinks you’re hot

“Oh my, look at this situation we’ve gotten ourselves into.” He teased, smirking as he watched you set your stuff on the hotel bed.

“You mean you.”

“Pardon?”

You turned around and glared at him, rolling your eyes at his ignorance. “I know you set this up. Now suffer and sleep on the floor.” You pointed to a nearby corner, smirking as you teased him.

“You’re cruel.”

“Thanks.”

Is a big baby about it and eventually guilt trips you into letting him up onto the bed

Cries with relief when you cave

He snores so loudly that it makes you regret everything

Also cuddles in his sleep and you have to keep pushing him away but he’s like a fucking brick 😭

Rolls over at one point and nearly crushes you but plays it off in the morning

He’s batting his eyelashes and shit when he wakes up as if he slept like a cute little baby

You beat his ass LOL

Never heard the end of it from Joseph

JOTARO KUJO

Kakyoin set him up and he knew it as soon as he walked into the room

You had just gotten settled when you saw him walk in there

And holy shit was he pissed

Or he looked that way

He was projecting his embarrassment poorly

Naturally, there was one bathroom and one bed (which he hated)

He does not like the idea of forced proximity but deals with it because he’s got no other choice

So the question comes up of “do we share the bed or do we both sleep on the floor?” Cause lord knows you’re both too stubborn to let the other sleep on the floor alone

“What’s the plan for tonight?” He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, his hat covering his eyes as he stood, which made it difficult for you to get a read on how he was feeling.

But his ears were red.

“I was just going to take the floor.” You shrugged, grabbing a towel before you walked over to the bathroom. “I don’t mind.” You closed the door behind you and he couldn’t help but blush at the thought of you just being so comfortable with this.

“You’re not taking the floor. I will.” He tells you through the door, and you scoff in response.

“You’re not taking the floor either then.” You grumble and turn on the water.

He pauses and has this brief moment of ‘so what now’ but once he gets what you’re insinuating he feels his heart fall to his stomach. What if he snores? Or crushes you?? Oh he’s so gonna kick Kakyoin’s ass if he makes it out of this alive.

Stays as far away from you as possible when it comes time to sleep. He’s got a good poker face but GOD DAMN his heart is about to explode

The two of you talk a little until you fall asleep mid conversation, which he finds annoying but doesn’t mind that much bc he’s a cutie

You wind up spooning him in your sleep and MY GOD he loves it

Dude would spend the rest of his life in your arms if he had the option

He sleeps like a rock though, so once he’s out, he’s out

But you wake up to Star Platinum poking your cheek and Jotaro asleep in your arms, which is such a beautiful sight 😩

Makes you wish you had a camera, but you just sit there and enjoy the moment

When he wakes up he makes you swear not to tell anyone about what happened

Secretly hopes that Kak has the balls to do this again

NORIAKI KAKYOIN

He gets to the room first and sets his stuff down on the bed, when you walk in after him he swears he’s going to have a stroke

It’s not that he minds or anything but what the hell???

All things considered, he plays it off pretty well. He’s smooth in the way he handles it and even offers to take the floor if you want him to

All the alarms in his head are blaring but he’s fine dw

The original smooth operator

Refuses to even let you suggest sleeping in the floor or anywhere else- you’re already here so why not just stay?

“So how are we going to do this?” He asks as he sits down on the edge of the bed, a soft smirk on his lips.

“I was going to j-“

“No.”

“Excuse me?” You paused and looked at him, seemingly offended by how he interrupted you.

“Surely it’s not good for your back.” He shrugged it off and patted the spot beside him. “Why don’t we just share the bed instead? That way no one has to sleep on the floor.”

“…fine.”

If you have any form of routine before bed, expect him to join you or help you out

This is his chance and my man is NOT throwing it away

Would do your hair if you asked him to

Probably reads before bed, so don’t be surprised if his side of the room is still lit up after you go to sleep

Subconsciously gives you head pats while you sleep next to him; catches himself and wants to die

At some point he finally decides to stop reading and grow a pair, rolling over onto his side and gently wrapping his arms around your waist

He loves the closeness, and loves being able to bury his head in the crook of your neck

It almost doesn’t feel real to him, but he’s happy that it is

When you wake up he teases you about how you slept like- “you snore” or “I thought you were gonna kick me off the bed”

Unlike the others, he’ll bring it up from time to time just to mess with you

JOSEPH JOESTAR

WHORE (pt. 2)

He set it up himself thinking he was about to be smooth and it went horribly wrong

Like as soon as you see him walk into the room you’re like “fuck”

But not in a ‘omg he’s so hot I can’t even’ type of way it’s more like ‘oh god no it’s Joseph’

“Oh my god!! There’s only one bed!!” He pretended to be shocked, his hands coming up to his face as he feigned surprise. “What’ll we do?!?”

“I’ll sleep on the floor.” With the way you said it, it was clear that you weren’t going to accept any other answer.

“Wha- are you sure? It’s not good for your back, or your anything for that matter.” He did his best to argue, but you shot him a glare and began setting up on the floor.

“Yep. I’m pretty sure.”

He’s never felt so defeated in his entire life

Like ever

Bro wishes he was as smooth as Kakyoin 🤭

Keeps hinting at it periodically, but gives up when you stop responding to him

Eventually, you fall asleep on the floor, your face buried into the pillow that you had taken off the bed

He decides to pull a funny and pick you up while you rest, setting you on the bed and covering you up before taking your spot on the floor

When you wake up you have a slight change of heart, but he’s still a whore so you’re not having any of it

Brings it up from time to time and his bullied by Polnareff and Avdol for failing so hard

They won’t ever let him forget

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

Now i know that french people greet each other by kissing both of their cheeks, either just touching their cheeks together or straight up kissing each other's cheeks

Now, yandere stardust crusaders here. (Kakyoin, jotaro, joseph, avdol, aswell as polnareff)

I think polnareff will introduce these kind of greetings to reader, and now everytime reader sees polnareff they always have to kiss each other on the both of their cheek (50/50 that polnareff threatened/forces reader to do it lol)

I just know polnareff will use the excuse of it being only a greeting and nothing else to the others (other than to piss them off and make them jealous)

May we have a scenario or a headcanon about this please?, If you don't like it you ofc don't have to do it.

They will probably catch on and use the same greeting to reader, and now the whole group does it lol.

Take your time! ( Ily btw 💞💞)

Hey something I learned ages ago in a French class ages ago finally comes in handy! *this will probably be used in my fic later on too, I’ve had this concept in the back of my mind for a while* I figured a general answer would be nice though Did it matter he had to “twist” your arm a little to get you to do it?, Not in this man’s opinion as his heart swells with joy, from getting you to commit to an affectionate act from his country. So when you look at him all flustered he’s eating your reaction all up, and no he won’t let you live it down either. It was a first step to blossoming romance (at least in his head).

“Couldn’t you have just told me something about the food, or how people have casual conversation? This isn’t what I meant by an interesting cultural bit, Polnareff” You told him

“Oh but it is an interesting one, sharing affection is an important cultural aspect all over the world, and being French we do things a little differently” He gave you the widest, cheekiest grin that you’ve ever seen on his face. You had clumsily walked right into an opportunity for Polnareff to take advantage romantically.

“Next time you should be a little more specific” he winked

You had zero clue about the cheek/kiss thing, and honestly you should’ve been suspicious from the start. This was just the beginning of the insanity.

It ends up being worse when you and Polnareff go off to meet the rest of the crusaders for lunch. Taking a quick detour you went to the bathroom before meeting them all at the table Joseph spotted.

Of course Polnareff wasn’t sitting down, rather he was standing by his chair, leaning ever so slightly on the back of it. The others were sitting, but of course the twenty four year old decided to wave you over. There was the lingering thought in the back of your head to just turn around and march back to the hotel room. Though you resigned yourself to keep walking when you felt the pang of hunger arises from your stomach.

“Y/n you finally made it!” the Frenchman gestured you over

Your eyebrows furrowed as you broke the distance between the two of you, the male leaning closer as you felt the infamous warmth of contact on your cheeks, one after the other. Begrudgingly you did the same on return before the chair was slid out and you sat in it.

Immediately a chain reaction started,

“Polnareff, what the hell was that?” Joseph nearly slammed his fist down on the table.

“Right in front of us too, is this normal for you?” Kakyoin chimed in

You could see Jotaro was annoyed but not in the same fashion you were to your chagrin. He looked a bit…envious if that made any sense. Avdol on the other hand looked puzzled yet intrigued

Polnareff shrugged off their condemnation without hesitation. Oh he was enjoying this alright, getting technical first dibs at an affectionate action?

“Don’t worry, it’s just a little greeting we French do when meeting one another we care about” He said this nonchalantly

“I see, that’s completely unfamiliar to me, I haven’t spent much time in France so I never got to encounter such an interaction” Avdol piped up.

Oh you wanted to die right then and there, but you had to restrain yourself from clawing the table like a cat. There was an atmosphere you could feel slowly oppressing you, they were probably jealous. No, it was nearly certain they were based on their expressions. The French male was absolutely beaming with pride, and smugness to no one’s surprise.

“That sounds rather nice actually, not just a single peck on the cheek but both sides” Joseph pondered out loud. Of course he would like the sound of that.

“Can we please just order lunch?” You groaned

The whole debacle ended up sealing your doom with the other crusaders. All of them were interested in what you did with Polnareff, so whenever you met up with one or two of them (or even all of them) it was a disaster. When there was the smallest downtime you could possibly have, you did your best to dodge interaction when possible.

Yet there were times you had Jotaro nearby pointing to one of his cheeks, if he was wandering around where you were. Kakyoin managed to squeeze himself into wherever you were entertaining yourself at. Joseph you had to obviously rely on monetarily and boy did he play up the act when you needed to ask about something. Avdol himself mostly did his thing when he saw an opportunity (a risk) that you shouldn’t be alone.

Polnareff still has a goofy smile every time you did this while meeting up at meal times.

This was going to be a long trip…

[tangytiramisu]

Gag Gifts the Stardust Crusaders Give You for Valentine’s Day

Warnings: Savagery Some NSFW jokes and imagery

Jotaro Kujo

and a card

Noriaki Kakyoin

It’s cherry flavored too

Jean Pierre Polnareff

My love for you is like diarrhea— I can never hold it in!

~Jean Pierre Polnareff

Muhammad Avdol

He most likely made these himself ❤️

Joseph Joestar

He asks you to wear them immediately

[ikarakie]

out of context lines from my unfinished jojos fics

spoiler: it's mostly caejose

In a horrifically humiliating turn of events, the pair begin to wrestle. It’s a bizarre scene of a man in his 60s desperately trying to keep hold of a squirming, protesting twenty-something– a passerby probably should’ve alerted authorities, it all looked very strange.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Kakyoin shrieked, asking the question Jotaro had been ever since he met the man. He was, as Jotaro always had been, ignored.

“Caesar!” Joseph said excitedly, hands fluttering around as the man sat himself up, groaning and rubbing his palm over his forehead. “About damn time you woke up! Some crazy shit is happening, and you’re there snoozing away!”

Joseph thought, upon returning to New York and finding his family gathered around a headstone with his name carved into it, that he’d maxed out on his ‘weird things happening to me’ quota for the month. Unfortunately, he was wrong.

“Hey, uh– Jotaro,” Kakyoin stage whispers, “Any insight?”

God, he wished. “None.”

Caesar, who is honestly handling this concerningly well, just nods. “Of course it is me.” He says soothingly, though his expression is pinched. “Jojo… why are you so old?"

“What the hell, Caesar?!” Joseph yells back, still a bit wet and pathetic.

Caesar looks towards Jotaro and the others, somewhat harried. “Hello. Do you people know what is going on?”

Avdol answers. “No, not really.”

Polnareff adds, “Who are you?”

[igot-sarang-ggg]

Recovery (Avdol x f!Reader) SMUT

Masterlist

WARNINGS: Minors and ageless blogs dni. Sexually explicit content under cut.

( A/n I haven't written SMUT in So long So I'm a bit rusty. But anyways I hope you enjoy)

Small summary: after getting injured during the battle with Hol-Horse and Hanged Man you and Avdol go into hiding in an island until you've both recoverd. But a few nights before at one of the hotels you were staying at things got a little heated between you two and it would be gone further if someone didn't interrupt.

Small mentions: Avdol x f!reader, Avdol being a bit shy, SMUT, 18+, body worship, reader is a stand user but it’s not used

"So how long do we need to stay on this island?" I asked Avdol as he gathered some eggs from his chicken, "Just a few days until Mr. Joestar comes to pick us up. Until then, we both need to recover from our injuries." I got hurt along side Avdol while fighting Hol horse and Hanged Man. "How long was I passed out for?" He placed the basket down. "About a day or two. The Speed Wagon foundation should be dropping by with some more medication for us." He sighed, "In the meantime would you mind helping me make breakfast." I stood up from my spot, "Sure."

We headed back inside and started cooking the eggs. "Have you been able to explore the island yet?" I asked Avdol. he was cutting a banana into small pieces for us both, "I did yesterday with some members of the Speed Wagon. There nothing suspicious here as of yet." I grunted taking in the information he gave me. "So... What do we do now?" I took a bit from the fruit he did the same, "We wait until Mr. Joestar and the others come to get us." The rest of the day Avdol and I cleaned and watched how some of the chickens fought for their food. 

Night had finally fallen. We both went inside, I didn't realize it until now but, "Why is there only one bed?"

 "Y/n this is a small house, two beds wouldn't fit in here." Avdol sat down on the bed, I stared at the bed still thinking if its a good idea for us to be laying in the same bed. "I can assure you I won't bite... If you want I could sleep on the small couch." He points towards the couch behind me. "I-its fine, I just zoned out for moment." I walked over to the other side of the bed, "Plus, you're a big guy. I don't want you sleeping on that small thing." Laying down in bed I looked up at the ceiling, my eyes slowly shutting.

It was now dark out the only thing that was lighting up the room a dim candle light that was slowly fading and the moonlight entering the room. Looking beside me there was an empty spot, "Where's Avdol?" I asked myself. I slowly got out of bed feeling groggy and walked towards the living room, the front door was opened. I was now wide awake and draw out my stand. As I was about to walk out I saw Avdol sitting at the entrance. "Are you trying to give me a heat attack?"

 "My Apologize Y/n." I placed my hand on his shoulder and sat down next to him looking up at the stars, "It's fine.... Couldn't sleep?" I asked him, "No I couldn't. Something was keeping me up." 

"Was I snoring?! I'm so sorry I didn't mean to keep you u-" Avdol chuckled slightly at me panicking. "No I uh ... It's just been awhile since you and I were alone." I felt my cheeks burning at the thought of that night we spent together; the way Avdol kissed me gently, the soft whimpers escape my lips as he kissed my neck and things were getting heated until Polnareff walked in and almost caught us. Since that night We agreed not to talk about it again.

 "Were you thinking about that night?" He looked at me, under the moonlight I can tell he was a bit flustered, "I was... I wanted to see more of you... Hear more from you... Please you." With each word he leaned in placing a kiss on my lips once, twice, and I then pulled him closer to me closing what little gap we had between us. 

In a swift movement I was now on top of Avdol, we pulled away catching our breath. "Let's go inside it'll be more comfortable in the bed." I got off of him and lead him to the bed. he sat down and I got on top of him wrapping my arms around his neck he tensed up under my touch. "Are you sure you wanna do this Y/n your don't h-" I kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear. "I've been wanting to do this again since that night at the hotel." 

A few candles relit around the room, I caught a quick glimpse of magicians red. He placed both hands on my hip pushing me down onto his bugle a muffled gasped escaped my lips, he was already hard... Avdol let out a pleasurable sigh as  I started teasing him by slightly bouncing on his clothed bugle. "Y-y/n~"  

He pulled me closer to him kissing and nibbling at my neck, his hand now making their way inside my shirt. His hands trailed up and down my body, giving me shivers. Avdol lifted up my shirt now kissing my chest and  playing with my nipples one hand squeezing and burying his face between my breasts, leaving excited kisses, "Avdol~" He'd slowly lied me down upon bed gently stripping his and mine cloth off. His member slipping out, "You're so big" I took his member in my hand passing a teasing stroke on it. He started moving his hips a bit, "Please don't tease, my love." He moaned closing his eyes. He grabbed his member aligning himself at my entrance. "Are you ready?" He asked, "Yes." I nodded. I could feel his tip slowly entering me, "Ah~" 

 "Are you okay~" Avdols thrust were slow, "Y-yeah~" Even though he was starting at a slow pace I couldn't help whimper with each movment. After some time I was able to adjust to his size.

Wet squishing sounds fill the bedroom along with my soft gasps. "Avdol i-..." I couldn't speak. The amount of pleasure he was giving me had me choking on my words. "Y-you're getting tighter... A-are you close?" I nodded, words failing to come out. He started slowing down, "N-no don't s-stop." He looked at me a bit shocked, "But I'm gonna overstimulate you. It might hurt you." Through the flickering candle light I could see the concern in his eyes. I pulled him in and kissed him, "I-its fine Keep going until you cum." He nodded grabbing my legs and throwing them over his shoulder closing the gap between us the best he could and thrusting faster. "Fuck~" That was the first time I've ever heard him curse. I'd already reached my high, Abdul was now chasing his.

His thrust were getting sloppy, he removed my legs from his shoulder and kissed me muffling his moan as he came. He started slowing down and pulling out, "Fuck~" He was breathing heavily looking down at me. He leaned in kissing my forehead "Can you move?" I was too tired  to move. "I'll be right back." He grabbed a rag and cleaned me and himself off. After he was done he laid down in bed with me wrapping his arms around me and pulled me closer to him, "Avdol, I love you." He chuckled caressing my  head, "I love you too."

The next morning Avdol was on a call with Mr. Joestar while I was making breakfast. "I see... I'll tell Y/n about the plan then." He hung up, "What happened?" I asked him, he walked up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist and placing his head on top of mine. "Mr. Joestar will be coming soon to get us..." I could tell there was more to that "And?"

 " And he wants us to play a prank on kakyoin and polnareff. He wants us to pretend to be my parents. " I stopped chopping the onions setting the knife aside and faced him his hands still on my waist, "I'm sorry but I refuse." 

 "It wouldn't hurt, would it y/n?" I sighed, "Avdol did you forget that polnareff is a literal walking stand magnet. Remember I can see two different possibilities in the furture. One is that he'll run, a stand gets him and two that he actually stays still for once. I have a feeling his gonna run away and some stand users gonna get him."

 "We'll just have to see," he kissed my forehead, " if you'd like you could stay inside while we're playing the prank on them."

"You really want to play the prank on them don't you Avdol?" He nodded. I chuckled turning back around to continue cooking, "I'll stay inside then."

 Avdol pulled me closer to him kissing my cheek. "Can you help me look older before they come... They'll be here later on today."

Request are open!

[the-illiterate-pirate]

Heyo! Hope you’re doing well! Idk if this goes over your character limit, but could I get headcanons of the Stardust Crusaders’ reactions to Reader “singing” Tequila on Karaoke Night? I thought it would be so funny lmao 😭😭 Thank you!!

Hey! Ngl this ask grew on me a bit. Sorry that these HCs aren't as long as my usual posts but I couldn't come up with a lot ;-;

Singing Tequila on Karaoke Night ♡

Joseph

•Immediately knows what song you're singing

•So does the rest of the crowd

•He's there cheering you on, hollering like a mad man

•Once the long awaited moment begins, he and the crowd fall silent. "Tequila!" You shout. The building uproars. Joseph runs on stage to pull you into his arms, cheering like you just won the world cup. He's never been prouder of you

Polnareff

•Has actually never heard of the song before, but he's an empath so he gets excited once the crowd starts cheering

•Enjoys the instrumental to the point he forgets it's supposed to be a karaoke

•Once he realizes the only lyric you sing is "Tequila" he disolves into laughter.

•Gives you a pat on the back and a drink of choice, as a celebration for "winning karaoke night"

Kakyoin

•Isn't as familiar with the song as Joseph, but quickly catches on

•Doesn't understand why everyone is so excited, but cheers with them

•Almost gets trampled by the crowd once your lyric is finally said. He still doesn't understand why everyone is so happy.

•Confused, but applauds you for getting such a reaction. Maybe it's a cultural thing

Jotaro

•Joseph dragged him there

•Only knows the song from his grandfather, he realizes what you're singing and rolls his eyes

•"Good freaking grief."

•Complains about the headache he gets after the crowd around him starts screaming

•Secretly is amused

Avdol

•Literally has never heard of the song

•He lives under a rock

•You can't really complain with Avdol. He doesn't know what's about to happen but he claps along with the crowd and cheers you on

•He laughs along with Polnareff after the lyric drop. Afterwards he takes a swig from his drink and promises his song choice will beat yours. The rest of the night is a friendly contest of who is the best singer.

[kdd-works]

OH MY GOD AVDOL ART?!?!?!!!??? YYYIIPPPEE I LOVE AVDOL!!

btw can I maybe request avpol art...? 👉👈 (ONLY IF UR OK WITH DRAWING SHIP ART!!!)

Of course you can, because it's one of the ships that I really like! Loudmouth Polnareff just can't not brag—

[jojosbizzarewife]

The type of person to look your date up and down, then back and forth between you both, raise their eyebrows and say "that's wild" in the most baffling away before walking away

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Dio, Joseph, Kakyoin, Avdol, Daniel Darby, Josuke, Yuya, GIORNO, Formaggio, Hermes, Pucci, Gyro, Diego, Mamezuku, Kaato

[gingernut1314]

do you take requests? if so, could you write something about polnareff and a… thick…? reader who’s self concious about the way she looks and pol reassuring her? idk if this is weird its just something i need to read :(

No Good, Very Bad Day

Polnareff x SDC!GN!Reader

Summary: You've been having a rotten day. A day your insecurities only had begun to make worse. That is until Polnareff comes to your rescue.

Warnings: takes place during part 3 (no spoilers), reader feeling insecure about weight/looks, Polnareff comforting reader, established relationship

Word Count: 1.8K

Song: Only Girl (In The World) Spotify | Youtube

A/N: So....my requests are actually closed but.....but it's my husband...I...I couldn't say no....how do you expect me to say no to him?? You can't--oops I'm just a girly 🤷‍♀️ (Also I hope you like this--I'm not sure how much I liked how it came out....so I might redo it/do another fic eventually--AH Also I just realized you asked for a female reader and I gave you Gender neutral sorryyyy 😭)

Taglist: @cinnbar-bun @lostfirefly

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The day had been horrible. 

The morning had started off with an attack from an enemy Stand User, who beat the ever-living crap out of your all. You all went to lunch to try and remedy the horrible start, but you had spilled yours over the ground. And then, as you were finding a hotel for the night, you managed to trip so bad you almost knocked Kakyoin into a foul-smelling canal.

And then--oh then there was the matter of you feeling just so horribly insecure the whole day. Not only had your legs decided to stop working properly, but also because your shirt felt too tight around your body. A shirt you picked and pulled and tugged at to keep it from showing off too much of your body to the world. A world you couldn��t help but think was looking at you and judging. 

It didn’t help when a stunningly beautiful person came up to the group to flirt with Polnareff. Polnareff who was your partner. But the Frenchman was too nice and hadn’t said a word to shoo them off until Jotaro snapped at them to get hell out of there because they’re voice was grating on his last nerves. 

They were a person you couldn’t help but feel--envious of because, not only were they beautiful, but they were slim--near stick thin. It was a green emotion you hated to feel towards another person but when they were flirting with Polnareff like that you couldn’t help it and it made you feel just so much worse. 

And the cherry on top of your terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day was when you caught the last bit of a conversion the group was having about you. 

“They are a liability.” Is what Jotaro had gruffed to the other Crusaders before Polnareff found you making your way back over. His frown had turned into a bright smile and he greeted you happily, as if trying to distract you from the fact they had been talking about you. He placed sweet kisses on either of your cheeks before snagging the key to your shared room from Mr. Joestar’s hand and guiding you away.

And now you couldn’t find anything to wear for dinner. Nothing seemed to be looking the way it usually did. Everything seemed to point out your curves in a way that just had your anxieties and insecurities increase. 

You stood in front of the full-length mirror in your hotel room, yanking at the fabric of the newest outfit you had thrown. Tears burned at your eyes as you tried your hardest to calm down and to just go with it but after all of the day's hardships, you couldn’t help it. 

“Andddd perfection!” You heard Polnareff cheer from within the bathroom. He had been working on his hair for just as long as you had been struggling to find an outfit, a wait you were used to when it came to him and his hair. “What do you think?” He asked, coming out of the bathroom to stand behind you. He struck a pose in the mirror that only made his muscles look all the more powerful--though that cheesy, goofy grin of his only made him look like the lovable doofus he was. 

“Uh--yeah.” You managed to get out past the tightening of your throat. You tugged again at your clothes, trying to hide yourself from him. 

A liability. 

What if he thinks so too?

What if he thinks you're too big? What if he doesn’t like you anymore? What if he takes one look at you and decides he doesn’t like what he sees?

What if, what if, what if?

A warm hand gently grabbed your shoulder, pulling you from your endless stream of negative thoughts. Your eyes were blurred as you tried to refocus them, but as you blinked you couldn’t help their escape down your cheeks. 

“What's wrong, mon ange?” Polnareff asked as he guided you to turn to face him. He bent down, those gray eyes looking directly into your own. Eyes just full of so much worry and concern for you. Eyes that told you he was more than ready to defend you against whatever was upsetting you and it only made your heart twist more painfully in your chest. 

He was too good for you. Too handsome and too kind and too--too him and you were just you. 

“Am--am I a liability?” You managed to get out wobbly. Polnareff’s eyes hardened the slightest bit at the question.

“You--heard that?” More tears fell from your eyes then, your hands grabbing for your outfit again, trying to keep it off your skin. 

Too tight, too tight. 

“Is--Is it because I’m like this? I’m not--I’m not as fit as you all--and--I just drag you all down and you could have anyone--be with someone thinner and nothing fits me. Everything’s going to shit a-and--” Polnareff brought a hand up to cover your mouth and stopped your constant negativity against yourself. 

“Stop that. Stop that right now.” He all but commanded, his voice stern. A sob bubbled up out of your throat you couldn’t find the will to stop. “Be with someone else?” His voice shifted then. Shifted softer--almost like he was hurt by your words. “I could never do better than you, mon ange. Never. I do not care what you look like. That doesn’t matter to me at all.” 

Pity. He was just pitting--

“Hey--hey stop that,” Polnareff said, caughting you before you could spiral downward again. “You are perfect. Your beauty is more perfect than words can describe--it's a beauty only art could ever hope to capture.” And he looked so sincere. A sincerity that was only confirmed by the look in his eyes that only true feeling could replicate. You shakily moved his hand from your mouth.

“But--what about that person? Wouldn’t you rather be with them?” Polnareff shook his head, his hand moved so that he could rub soothing circles into your wet cheek. A touch you instantly lean into. 

“Never. I want you. I only want to be with you. You get me like no other could.” Polnareff said, leaning closer. That smile you loved beyond anything you’ve ever loved pulled to his lips then. “Who else would go searching every shop in the city without rest until they found my brand of hair gel?” You huffed in amusement, the ache in your chest slowly beginning to ease.

“Your hair just doesn’t like other brands.” Polnareff chuckled as he cupped your face in his hands. He pulled closer and placed the softest and sweetest kiss on your forehead. A kiss that made your belly flutter and your heart begin to stutter in your chest. 

“See. You get me.” That smile of his never once faltered and his eyes never once left your own. 

“And about what you overhead,” Your heart dropped at its remention. “It wasn’t what you think. It has nothing to do with your looks and everything to do with the fact that you nearly knocked poor Kakyoin into the canal today…” You cringed a little bit at the memory, feeling all to bad for the boy. He had been so sweet about it, but had Star Platinum not caught him he would have nose-dived into the grimy water. 

“....and how you nearly knocked Jotaro into a busy street the other day…and how you dragged Mr. Joestar with you into a pitch…and knocked Avdol into a street lamp…oh and when you stepped on Iggy, though, he deserved that, the demon.” Polnareff hissed at the mention of the dog. It only made you huff in amusement at his rivalry with the animal, who hadn’t caused you too much trouble. 

“If they didn’t know better, they would think you are trying to kill them.” He said, with a chuckle, gray eyes scanning over your features. “You aren’t some enemy Stand User I have to defeat, right?” You rolled your eyes, playfully hitting his shoulder. It only made the Frenchman laugh again, his hands grabbing for your wrists to pull you right back in. 

“If they keep getting in my way I might just switch sides.” You teased. Polnareff’s laugh only grew harder. A laugh that shook through your very soul. One so cheery and bright and never failed to brighten your own mood.

“Joatro is just blunt in his words, you know this.” You nodded, thinking about all the times he had cursed at you or told you to shut up. “No one truly thinks you're a liability and it absolutely has nothing to do with your weight. I need you to know that.” He said, beginning to caress the inside of your wrists in a way that made you feel so cared for. Loved and accepted. “And mon ange--you look so breathtaking tonight. A perfect choice in outfit.” You felt your body begin to heat in your growing flusteredness. 

“O-oh--thank--”

“The only better option would be if you were to go in your birthday suit.” He said with a wiggle of his eyebrows and a mischievous gleam in his eyes. 

His hands began moving from up your arms and over your shoulder, making their way down your back in a way that made a shiver rush down your spine. His hands continued their journey down your back until they grabbed hold of your waist, giving your hips a tight squeeze as he yanked you forward swiftly. A yelp fell from your lips as you braced your hands on his broad chest to keep yourself from crashing into its near brick wall-like solidness. 

“Pol--” You started but him leaning down to brush his nose against you had your words dying in your throat. 

“Maybe we should skip dinner altogether, hum? Please, mon coeur? Let’s just stay in and you could model that suit--” You cut him off with a sharp swat of his hands and a push to keep him away because the longer you stayed in his grasp the more your heart felt like it would beat right out of your body. The more you thought you were going to burn alive and fall into a pile of ash at his feet. 

“Get out of here. Of course, we are going to dinner.” You all but breathed in your flusteredness, smoothing a hand over your clothes. 

“But, mon ange, please--” He started, his eyes growing into those big puppy dog eyes you had never once been able to say no to. You were quick to look away from their power, grabbing for your shoes to keep yourself on track.

“No. You were just complaining about how hungry you were.” You huffed, yanking on one of your shoes.

“But, but--I would rather starve then--” 

“Come on.” You insisted, pulling on your last shoes before you glanced back to him. He was pouting dramatically like that might change your mind. “If you behave…maybe when we get back.” Polnareff was quick to perk up at this, all but jumping to grab hold of your hand and pull you out of your hotel room. 

“I am always on my best behavior.” Polnareff declared proudly. You only chuckled, linking your arm around his and holding him close.

“Sure, love.” You chuckled.

[starry-snippets]

Father Figure Avdol fic? Maybe something that takes place after part 3? Maybe the reader reuniting with Avdol after the events of part 3! Just some cute fluff

sorry i didn't do a fic, instead i did headcanons then a snippet. hope you can enjoy anyway!

this is away from the canon events of the series! platonic (i worry it doesn't read that way but uh urm let me know if i should redo it anon!) avdol x gender neutral reader, no tws and just fluff

avdol says kiddo sorry not sorry i just love that word it's funny

☆ avdol has never stopped worrying about you. whether you went on this adventure with him or you've been looking after his shop during his absence, he's never been at peace knowing you may not be okay ☆ he'll try to call you at least once a week and will be so stressed if the calls never go through ☆ it always feels like there's a pit in his stomach. he's logical but when it comes to someone he cares about so much he's entirely emotional on the inside but can't let any of that out because it can jeopardize his and other's safety ☆ definitely writes you a letter after every battle because - as sad as it is - he's terrified that's all that will be left of him by the end of the trip ☆ once it's all over he's heading hastily to where ever you've been left alone at (probably his shop/apartment complex)

☆ when you're actually together after the time apart he'll do anything you want. order the food you'd like to eat for dinner, play any game or watch any show. avdol wants to make up for his absence ☆ won't go to bed until you're asleep because he's still a little bit paranoid about dio despite seeing him vanish ☆ will do a lot of little things for you to try and cheer you up. like he'll cut you apple bunnies if you like cute food, stuff like that ☆ won't force you to feel better immediately or anything. offers you resources if you'd like them, but doesn't force those on you either. lets you know he's here now and the situation is over, but won't act like it didn't happen and didn't impact you too ☆ sometimes he feels like he failed as a father figure because of this. regardless of if you're legally his child or if you just view him as a father figure. either way this haunts him and he needs a big hug

☆☆ snippet ☆☆

avdol is relieved to finally be heading home, but he's also even more stressed then when he was fighting dio. his heart is pounding in his ears, hard enough to give him a headache. worried out of his mind because the climax of it all is weighing heavy on him. you've been alone for such a long time, terrified of where he's been - if he's safe, and he's been fretting even more. avdol knows he didn't leave you without resources and a support system, but he also knows he's the person who's offered you the most kindest and support when you needed it most.

he never imagined being a parent in any capacity. but now with jagged breathing from walking so quickly out of the cab, dread easing ever-so-slightly from seeing his shop still standing, he feels like how holly did when she heard jotaro was locking himself in jail.

his steady knocks are responded with your voice yelling, clearly caught off guard from a visitor during closing time. avdol can't help but smile, reassured to know you're at least where he had to leave you.

the door opens with a slow drag, dragging the wood against the ground along with his heart against his ribs. when you see him standing there you feel tears in your eyes, arms immediately wrapping around him in the most sudden hug you've probably ever given him.

"you're safe!" you're fully sobbing into his neck, so relieved to know the person who's taken care of you so well made it back to all he left. you've been diligent to keep his shop functional despite the fear in your heart and the dread you could never vanquish. "you came back," between your cries you whisper it, in disbelief yourself. you weren't able to contact him for so long. the only heads up you had was lengthy yet vague letter saying he'll be gone for a while and will hopefully come back. "i was so scared you wouldn't come back."

avdol rubs your head as reassurance he's really back. his gut wrenches in pain because of how he's hurt you, but settles because he finally knows you haven't been targeted.

"i'm sorry, but i'm here now." he feels his own eyes grow heavy with budding tears. "i'll explain everything once we've caught up some, kiddo."

[rougepancake]

For the drabbles, could I request nsfw with Avdol teasing and having slow sex with fem!reader? thank you !

AVDOL 💜💜 I’M GIGGLING SO HARD RN

Take it slow

Ft. Muhammad Avdol

—} Marie’s 500 follower event

Warnings: Minors and ageless blogs dni. Sexually explicit material under cut. Teasing, soft sex. Gotta love Avdol.

His hands trailed up and down your body, worshipping you as if he were in the presence of a true goddess. You couldn’t help but squirm beneath him, as the feeling of his skin against yours lit a fire within you that only he could put out.

“Q-Quit that…” You whined quietly, which made him chuckle, his hands stopping at your waist.

“Don’t rush us now, Y/n.” His hands squeezed you gently, and you shivered as he adjusted his body over yours. “We’ve got all night.”

All night…

The thought sent pleasurable shivers along your spine. You really were in for it now, weren’t you? Not like you minded, but you would soon enough.

“H-Hah~“ You threw your head back as he slowly pushed past your entrance, your nails digging into his back and leaving crescent-shaped marks in their wake. “T-Too much-“ A loud moan fell from your lips, muffled when Avdol came down to press his against yours.

“You’ll be able to take me.” He comforted, his lips trailing down to your neck. “Just relax. I’m right here.” He came back up and kissed away your tears, slowly sheathing himself in you as he did so.

Before you knew it, your pain had faded into pleasure, and you knew you were going to enjoy the rest of your night.

[agsbf]

WOOHP + Fundação Speedwagon unindo forças para derrotar Dio Brando.

Sinopse: Devido a ocorrências estranhas ao redor do mundo envolvendo habilidades sobrenaturais, a maior agência de super espiões fez uma parceria com a Speedwagon em troca de informações privilegiadas sobre o caso Gray Fly. Ao verem que o buraco é mais em baixo, você, uma espiã extremamente capacitada da WOOHP, se une aos chamados "Stardust Crusaders" em uma jornada de 50 dias no Egito visando derrotar um dos seres mais perigosos que já existiu.

Stardust Crusaders X Agente da WOOHP! Leitora

Avisos: palavrões, a leitora possui um stand; mas não é utilizado, menções implícitas a agressão/morte.

"Então, deixe-me ver se entendi." Você questionou seu chefe, Jerry, claramente incrédula pela grande quantia de informações que recebeu em menos de 5 minutos. "Você quer que eu viaje até o Egito com 5 caras para derrotar um vampiro?! UM FODENDO VAMPIRO?! houve alguma atualização no mundo que perdi?" Essa última parte soava sarcástica, não era sua intenção ser rude com alguém que considerava profundamente, porém a coisa toda soava loucura.

O mais velho deu um suspiro cansado, desde sua primeira reunião com a Fundação Speedwagon, as coisas não tem sido fáceis para o administrador da WOOHP, algo que começou com a simples suspeita de um idoso causar mortes que parecessem acidentais, escalou para um vampiro querendo controlar o mundo com o auxílio de uma bruxa com uma flecha mágica e alguns lacaios. Honestamente, depois que isso acabasse, Jerry tiraria umas férias merecidas.

"Eu sei, parece loucura, mas é a realidade. Aparentemente, houve muitas coisas acontecendo nos bastidores que nem mesmo nós ficamos sabendo até recentemente." Ele respondeu, sua voz em tom tão profissional como sempre, quase como se nada mais o abalasse nesse trabalho, mas você o conhecia melhor, mesmo com a máscara estoica estava claro que o homem se sentia inapto para lidar com a situação. Apesar de ser seu superior, o relacionamento que tinha com o homem lembrava o de um pai com sua filha, essa missão é demasiada perigosa, muitos funcionários da Speedwagon morreram sem nem entrarem no combate frente-a-frente. Ele não queria te enviar nela, se o pior acontecesse, seria como perder alguém de seu próprio sangue, mas de todos os espiões, você era a mais qualificada.

A garota se sentou no confortável banco circular almofadado, ouvindo atentamente os detalhes da missão.

"Não sabemos muito sobre o vampiro, exceto que é irmão adotivo de Jonathan" Antes que você questionasse de quem Jerry estava falando, esclareceu. "Parente de dois membros do seu grupo." A jovem soltou um pequeno "ah", antes que a explicação continuasse "E roubou o corpo dele." A espiã tinha muitas dúvidas de como isso aconteceu, porém perante uma história tão bizarra, não fazia sentido se prender aos mínimos detalhes. "Não sabemos os poderes dele, então todo o cuidado é pouco." Advertiu.

"Alguma vez eu não tomei cuidado?" Questionou-o, colocando a mão no peito e uma expressão chocada falsamente ofendida.

"Eu realmente preciso responder?" Argumentou, você decidiu se calar.

Jerry aproveitou seu silêncio para lhe dar informações de seus colegas de equipe, colocando uma foto de cada membro junto ao relatório de cada um deles no telão.

"Eles são uns gatinhos, hein?" Deixou escapar, fazendo com que o mais velho lhe olhasse com uma expressão séria, desaprovando seu comportamento.

"Por favor!" O idoso fala em tom critico. "Essa tarefa é diferente de tudo que já vimos, não leve as coisas tão levianamente."

"Relaxe, coroa." A garota disse em tom descontraído, só usando esse apelido por ter amizade com Jerry. "Ir ao Egito, bater nos lacaios do vampiro, bater no vampiro e voltar para a casa. O que poderia dar errado?" perguntou com um sorriso no rosto.

O superior deu um suspiro cansado.

"Ao terminar a missão, será elevada para uma espiã de nível A." Ele comentou, fazendo com que a boca da mais nova se abrisse em descrença ao que isso implicava:

Agentes de nível A são do mais alto escalão, cujo o maior beneficio é possuir um cartão Black da WOOHP, em outras palavras, dinheiro infinito, pois quem saldava as dívidas eram os governos de todo o mundo, afim de garantir os serviços da rede de espiões em seus países.

"Viagem paga, 50 dias com caras gostosos e viver como se tivesse nascido herdeira quando voltar? Finalmente um trabalho que farei com prazer." comentou brincando, fazendo com que Jerry se aproximasse e colocasse a mãos nos seus ombros.

"Eu te imploro, tome cuidado. Te perder seria como ficar sem uma filha." Você queria fazer alguma piada sobre esse lado emocional do idoso normalmente estoico, porém ao ver seus olhos marejados e expressão desesperada percebeu que o homem estava falando sério, tomado por nada mais que melancolia por te colocar em algo tão mortal.

A garota o puxou para um abraço, ficando assim por alguns segundos.

"Eu tomarei."

Vocês dois foram escolher os apetrechos.

Abdul:

Ele não sabia a diferença entre um informante normal da Speedwagon e um agente da WOOHP, então quando te viu pela primeira vez não entendeu o porquê te colocaram na linha de frente, já que aos olhos dele era apenas uma pessoa normal com um Stand inapto para os combates que viriam.

A opinião dele mudou bruscamente quando viu suas habilidades e descobriu que aqueles itens que levava na bolsa não eram o que pareciam, se sentindo como se estivesse assistindo um filme de ação ao ver toda sua performance utilizando uma mochila-a-jato em formato de coração e um clipe de cabelo que se transformou em boomerang.

A tecnologia do seu trabalho é impressionante, o egípcio está curioso sobre todos os apetrechos, além de suas histórias de criminosos com itens semelhantes.

O objeto que mais o surpreende sem sombras de dúvidas é o pó compacto, é chocante como algo tão pequeno possui mecanismos de comunicação, banco de dados de todo o mundo, rastreamento, teletransporte, projeção, disfarce, dentre outros.

Não tem nenhum problema em assumir que desde que você chegou, ele foi rebaixado para o segundo membro mais inteligente ao invés do primeiro.

Confia na sua intuição de espiã completamente. Apesar de terem idade próxima, é extremamente claro que a garota é a mais vivida.

Sempre que compartilhavam um quarto, aproveitava a oportunidade para sanar todas as dúvidas, querendo saber absolutamente tudo sobre suas missões passadas, especialmente as que aconteceram no Egito, inclusive pediu uma cópia do livro que Jerry te deu referente aos mistérios do país das pirâmides.

ÚNICO do grupo que você deixou utilizar seus apetrechos.

Provavelmente Jerry ofereceria uma vaga como espião a ele quando a jornada acabar.

Jotaro:

O mais descrente que você era o reforço que a Speedwagon mandou, seu stand era tão útil quanto o de Holly.

Ele foi quem deixou mais claro que não entendia a sua presença aqui, literalmente verbalizando que esperava que mandassem alguém com poderes decentes.

Quando te viu utilizando os apetrechos, percebeu que te julgou muito precocemente, sua habilidade de espiã é indiscutivelmente poderosa em combate.

O neto de Joseph chegou a lhe pedir desculpas, com isso quero dizer que soltou um "yare yare daze"/"mas que saco" junto a dois tapinhas no ombros após o conflito.

Como um grande fã da vida marinha, tem como item favorito o Batom de Oxigênio, além do fato de que respirar embaixo d'água é uma experiência incrível, esse objeto fez com que batalhas contra inimigos como o Falso Capitão Tennille e Midler acabassem mais rápido, já que a principal vantagem deles foi anulada.

Tem certa curiosidade sobre seus equipamentos de trabalho e missões, mas diferente da maioria não te perguntava diretamente sobre, apenas prestava atenção no seu manuseio e ouvia atentamente quando contava alguma história para o grupo ou algum membro especifico.

Nunca tocou nos seus apetrechos sem permissão.

Ao final da jornada, recebeu auxílio da WOOHP junto a Polnareff para descobrir o mistério da flecha, além de informações referentes a Josuke e Giorno.

Kakyoin:

Assim como Abdul, não entendia a função da garota aqui. Nada pessoal, ele apenas achava seu stand muito inofensivo para ataques.

Todavia ficou muito mais chocado que o egípcio ao perceber que a jovem não foi recrutada pelos seus poderes, mas por suas habilidades de espiã.

É um grande amante de obras geek que abordam agentes secretos, então ver com os próprios olhos como realmente eram as coisas o fez agir meio fanboy (embora mais discreto e tímido).

Constantemente pedia para você mostrar como funcionava os apetrechos, além de te comparar com personagens do gênero.

Curioso sobre suas histórias de aventura, é impressionante a quantia de crimes inacreditáveis ao redor do mundo que ficaram embaixo dos panos para não assustar a população.

O item que mais lhe surpreendia era o apagador de memória da WOOHP, simplesmente inacreditável demais para ser verdade.

Quando isso tudo acabar, provavelmente lhe pediria para indica-lo em seu trabalho, a viagem ao Egito fazendo-o perceber que gosta de lutar contra o mal frente-a-frente.

Polnareff:

Comportamento paquerador ao perceber que o reforço era do sexo feminino.

Ele não entendia porque ela foi recrutada, mas diferente de certas pessoas nunca verbalizou isso.

Constantemente ficava ao seu lado em lutas por imaginar que você precisaria de um cavaleiro de armadura brilhante, porém imagine a surpresa do francês ao te ver derrotar um inimigo usando nada mais que um perfume.

Ao descobrir que seus itens na verdade são aparelhos tecnológicos, teve vontade de experimentar e o fez. Usuários de stand passaram a ser um problema medíocre comparado a Polnareff ativando seu batom a laser e acertando a mão protética de Joseph.

Um desajeitado "Ops, foi mal." com a mão atrás das costas foi tudo que o velho recebeu.

Outro amante do pó compacto, embora por razões bem mais fúteis que Abdul. O homem simplesmente adorava como você podia mudar de traje rapidamente, por consequência, dando-lhe mais oportunidades para dizer como a roupa ficava linda em você.

Tentou virar um agente da rede de espiões, mas foi recusado (injustamente se o perguntar.), porém recebeu informações privilegiadas como Jotaro.

Joseph:

Impressionantemente já conhecia a WOOHP, embora não soubesse todos os detalhes, exceto que eram espiões que trabalhavam para o mundo todo.

Não teve nenhuma dúvida referente as suas capacidades quando chegou, por mais que seu stand servisse apenas para coisas de rotina, confiava que a Speedwagon não enviaria alguém inapto como reforço para a missão.

Quando te viu utilizando os apetrechos, a teoria foi confirmada.

A única razão que contribuiu para que ele não ficasse completamente chocado com um simples secador criando uma rajada de vento tão forte que jogou os inimigos a quilômetros de distância, é ter conhecido Stroheim e ver o potencial de tecnologias governamentais ao vivo.

Apesar de ser um grande entusiasta do pó compacto e suas funções, o laquê congelante é seu item favorito, congelar os inimigos e destrui-los com o Hermit Purple é bastante prático, além de dar uma refrescada no clima quente do Egito.

Devido a sua intuição de espiã, vocês dois entram em conflito com uma certa frequência caso discordem sobre quem era o inimigo, tanto Joseph quanto a jovem eram pessoas com vivência de derrotarem seres super-humanos com looks bizarros, então era palpite contra palpite.

Uma vez pegou escondido sua boina planadora da mochila.

Ele ficou horas gritando por ajuda enquanto flutuava no teto do quarto por não saber desativar o objeto.

Quando os outros Crusaders vieram ao resgate, ninguém se incomodou de segurar o riso.

O Joestar definitivamente seria um bom amigo de Jerry, o comportamento sério mas periodicamente brincalhão lembrava o de Caesar.

IGGY:

A principio, te tratava assim como qualquer outro membro do grupo, ou seja, ignorando completamente sua existência e periodicamente roubando sua comida.

Porém, o comportamento do cachorro mudou magicamente após ouvir uma conversa sua com Abdul sobre como o porco de estimação de uma tal de Alex era bem cuidado pela WOOHP, além de como você pensava em adotar um animal de estimação quando subisse de cargo ao a missão ser finalizada.

Ele não era interesseiro, mas para um cachorro que foi abandonado na rua, receber afeto diário, possuir uma cama e alimentação todo dia era demasiado tentador.

Então o Boston Terrier passou a ser mais complacente com você, até permitindo carinho na cabeça sem morder seu dedo e te defendendo em lutas.

Apesar das falhas, o pequeno só deseja uma vida normal.

[strawmariee]

Imagine você e Kakyoin indo tomar café da manhã com os Crusaders e eles simplesmente olharem para vocês dois com certos olhares.

- Que caras são essas?- Você pergunta enquanto se senta, Kakyoin seguindo seu exemplo.

- Pelo visto a noite foi boa, né?- Joseph diz antes de tomar um gole de seu café.

- Do que você está falando, senhor Joestar?- Kakyoin pergunta de forma confusa enquanto começava a se servir.

- Vocês fizeram muito barulho ontem.

Jotaro diz simplista, olhando para vocês dois por debaixo de seu boné. Vendo a cara de vocês, Avdol se pronunciou.

- E o senhor Joestar pediu para Polnareff e eu chamarmos vocês para que pudéssemos nos organizar para nossa próxima viagem, mas assim que entramos no quarto, a cama estava simplesmente quebrada.

- Enquanto vocês dormiam nela!- Polnareff acusou vocês dois.- Não sei oque vocês fizeram ontem a noite, mas (S/n) eu não esperava isso de você!

Aquelas acusações fizeram você e Kakyoin se olharem. As lembranças da noite anterior fizeram ambos soltarem uma risada.

<----- Noite Passada

Você e Kakyoin estavam no quarto, se arrumando para irem dormir. Você se sentou na cama enquanto se surpreendia com a maciez dela.

- Cara, essa cama é muito boa!- Você murmurou enquanto passava sua mão por ela.

- Duvido você dar um mortal.- Kakyoin te desafiou enquanto saia do banheiro já vestido com seu pijama.

- Ah é?!

O resto, bom, vocês já devem imaginar.

THE END.

[tonberry-yoda]

AAAA I HOPE IM NOT TOO LATE HELLO- I’ve requested some stuff from you anonymously for a while and you’re one of my inspirations for branching out starting on tumblr so thank you! Your writing brings me a lot of serotonin in tough times so I appreciate you very much! (Also now having the guts to not ask on anon for the first time too)

I’d like a romantic JJBA Part 3 matchup please! (Crusaders only if possible)

No preference on name

Sexuality: Pansexual

Personality: Im very curious and kind, i’m kind of shy at first when meeting someone new but when I get to know the person more and feel comfortable I can become very fun and energetic! According to my friends (and parents included..) I have a psychopathic laugh thats contagious LMAO (I think its cool) A lot of times. A lot of times I can be very hard on myself and give up easily, but when reminded of my strengths (especially by someone I deeply care for) my confidence and motivation sky rockets sometimes lmao. I have a huge witch aesthetic going on right now, so things like tarot, palm readings, crystal pendulams and jaring herbs and stuff are very fun and pleasing to me! Some fun facts: Im always cold (hence why I dress cozy all the time) when im holding something while trying to sleep (like a pillow) i’ll doze off instantly! And my favorite colors are orange, green, burgundy and black!

Hobbies include!: Studying tarot! (I give fortune readings to family members and to myself) Videogames, teaching myself how to knit, taking care of my cat Ivy, and also studying plants to one day have a nice garden 🪴 I also love listening to music, I actually like all kinds of music and I like to spread out and listen to different things, however Phonk, Pop and Rock are my top 3 favs. When im just chilling and vibing in my room i’ll put on Lo-fi or calming/serene meditation music.

The way I present myself is relatively simple, I love long and baggy clothes, hoodies, sweaters, turtle necks, just a LOT of comfy and cozy vibes. I dont like wearing short skirts but I LOVE wearing long dresses to just flow around in. However one day I’d really really like to wear a fancy sparkly suit 🥹 As for color schemes, def on the darker tone! But every now and then i’ll rock something bright!

What i’d what in the relationship is mainly just someone being there and present for me, its not about being alone but just more of just KNOWING someone is there for me physically or not. Kind gestures that are even super small to most will literally make me melt. I also LOVE being able to take care of my partner, making them dinner/coffee/tea, you name it. If they got hurt? Im patching them up, nightmare? Im comforting them the moment they wake up. Getting them water, a coat, you name it. I also love giving gifts that I made, i’d also spoil them rotten with store bought gifts but they can expect a LOT of handmade crafts and DIYs LOL

I hope this is enough and again, thank you so so much for taking the time out of your day to read this! Sorry if it was really long 💀

OH MY GOODNESS YOU DONT KNOW HOW MUCH THAT MEANS TO ME!! everyone has been so kind about my writing i cant believe there was a time where i didnt share my fics. bonkers. but seriously, thank you so much for the kind words!! you are so sweet and it is so nice to see you off of anon! :) i have the PERFECT character for you!! i really hope you'll agree!

the character I chose for you is...

AVDOL!!!

like tarot reading?!??! SAY NO MORE

this man's life is literally tarot

you do readings for him and he does reading for you

he also will teach you new stuff too

this man will boost your confidence

like he will always remind you how amazing and beautiful you are

ALWAYS COLD YOU SAY?!??!???! this man has got you 100% expect warm hugs and just warmth whenever you're by his side :)

uh oh i guess you got to hold him now when you sleep so you can have some amazing sleep... that's too bad 👀👀👀

please knit him things he will love you forever and ever

your cat loves him

like will not stop sitting on his lap whenever he is over lmaooo

will help you plan for your future garden

will hang out with you and just listen to music in peace while you plan or while he helps you learn some more fortune teller tricks

thinks you look BEAUTIFUL in dresses and skirts frrrr like it is his favorite style. will 100% buy you some skirts and dresses from egypt

he will buy you that sparkly suit because you would rock it

he will also get himself a sparkly suit so you match

he is always there for you, whether his arm is around you or you know that he is always supporting you

he will blush when you bring him nice things or do nice acts for him

he appreciates it, but tells you that you dont need to do all that for him, but you do it anyway lol

spoil him rotten and he will be a blushy baby boy about it

~~~~~

matchup rules --- pinned post

@tonberry-yoda