#idk if i'm reading too much into itđ but i had full length conversations with this person and they have my socials
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#idk why i'm sad about this online stuff is online lol#the amount of mutuals i had who soft blocked my old blog when i started posting more about palestine following oct 7#or those who slowlyyyyy stopped interacting with me and didn't follow me back on this one when i made it#idk if i'm reading too much into itđ but i had full length conversations with this person and they have my socials#i considered them a friend :')#just noticed another one soft blocked me recently i think but idk why i don't think it's related to me posting about palestine though#the other ones though.. skull emoji it's not like my position on palestine wasnt clear before i posted about it frequently regardless#it is what it isđśâđŤď¸#dl
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do you take requests? if so, could you write something about polnareff and a⌠thickâŚ? reader whoâs 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 đ¤ˇââď¸ (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 đ)
Taglist: @cinnbar-bun @lostfirefly
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The day had been horrible.Â
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 couldnât help but think was looking at you and judging.Â
It didnât 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 hadnât said a word to shoo them off until Jotaro snapped at them to get hell out of there because theyâre voice was grating on his last nerves.Â
They were a person you couldnât 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 couldnât help it and it made you feel just so much worse.Â
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.Â
âThey are a liability.â 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. Joestarâs hand and guiding you away.
And now you couldnât 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.Â
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 couldnât help it.Â
âAndddd perfection!â 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. âWhat do you think?â 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.Â
âUh--yeah.â You managed to get out past the tightening of your throat. You tugged again at your clothes, trying to hide yourself from him.Â
A liability.Â
What if he thinks so too?
What if he thinks you're too big? What if he doesnât like you anymore? What if he takes one look at you and decides he doesnât 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 couldnât help their escape down your cheeks.Â
âWhat's wrong, mon ange?â 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.Â
He was too good for you. Too handsome and too kind and too--too him and you were just you.Â
âAm--am I a liability?â You managed to get out wobbly. Polnareffâs eyes hardened the slightest bit at the question.
âYou--heard that?â More tears fell from your eyes then, your hands grabbing for your outfit again, trying to keep it off your skin.Â
Too tight, too tight.Â
âIs--Is it because Iâm like this? Iâm not--Iâm 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. Everythingâs going to shit a-and--â Polnareff brought a hand up to cover your mouth and stopped your constant negativity against yourself.Â
âStop that. Stop that right now.â He all but commanded, his voice stern. A sob bubbled up out of your throat you couldnât find the will to stop. âBe with someone else?â His voice shifted then. Shifted softer--almost like he was hurt by your words. âI could never do better than you, mon ange. Never. I do not care what you look like. That doesnât matter to me at all.âÂ
Pity. He was just pitting--
âHey--hey stop that,â Polnareff said, caughting you before you could spiral downward again. âYou are perfect. Your beauty is more perfect than words can describe--it's a beauty only art could ever hope to capture.â 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.
âBut--what about that person? Wouldnât you rather be with them?â Polnareff shook his head, his hand moved so that he could rub soothing circles into your wet cheek. A touch you instantly lean into.Â
âNever. I want you. I only want to be with you. You get me like no other could.â Polnareff said, leaning closer. That smile you loved beyond anything youâve ever loved pulled to his lips then. âWho else would go searching every shop in the city without rest until they found my brand of hair gel?â You huffed in amusement, the ache in your chest slowly beginning to ease.
âYour hair just doesnât like other brands.â 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.Â
âSee. You get me.â That smile of his never once faltered and his eyes never once left your own.Â
âAnd about what you overhead,â Your heart dropped at its remention. âIt wasnât 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 todayâŚâ 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.Â
â....and how you nearly knocked Jotaro into a busy street the other dayâŚand how you dragged Mr. Joestar with you into a pitchâŚand knocked Avdol into a street lampâŚoh and when you stepped on Iggy, though, he deserved that, the demon.â Polnareff hissed at the mention of the dog. It only made you huff in amusement at his rivalry with the animal, who hadnât caused you too much trouble.Â
âIf they didnât know better, they would think you are trying to kill them.â He said, with a chuckle, gray eyes scanning over your features. âYou arenât some enemy Stand User I have to defeat, right?â 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.Â
âIf they keep getting in my way I might just switch sides.â You teased. Polnareffâs 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.
âJoatro is just blunt in his words, you know this.â You nodded, thinking about all the times he had cursed at you or told you to shut up. âNo one truly thinks you're a liability and it absolutely has nothing to do with your weight. I need you to know that.â He said, beginning to caress the inside of your wrists in a way that made you feel so cared for. Loved and accepted. âAnd mon ange--you look so breathtaking tonight. A perfect choice in outfit.â You felt your body begin to heat in your growing flusteredness.Â
âO-oh--thank--â
âThe only better option would be if you were to go in your birthday suit.â He said with a wiggle of his eyebrows and a mischievous gleam in his eyes.Â
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.Â
âPol--â You started but him leaning down to brush his nose against you had your words dying in your throat.Â
âMaybe we should skip dinner altogether, hum? Please, mon coeur? Letâs just stay in and you could model that suit--â 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.Â
âGet out of here. Of course, we are going to dinner.â You all but breathed in your flusteredness, smoothing a hand over your clothes.Â
âBut, mon ange, please--â 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.
âNo. You were just complaining about how hungry you were.â You huffed, yanking on one of your shoes.
âBut, but--I would rather starve then--âÂ
âCome on.â You insisted, pulling on your last shoes before you glanced back to him. He was pouting dramatically like that might change your mind. âIf you behaveâŚmaybe when we get back.â 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.Â
âI am always on my best behavior.â Polnareff declared proudly. You only chuckled, linking your arm around his and holding him close.
âSure, love.â You chuckled.
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