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I'm so proud of myself right now.
I have been trying to learn how to draw since the beginning of the year and profiles have always been my enemy #1.
Today I saw this post by @maiaczy, and something just clicked. Huzzah!
#self inspo#jojo brainrot#jojo#jjba#kakyoin has a frog in his mouth#polnareff has freckles#jjba sketch#jojo sketch#stardust crusaders
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forgot that i can post
#AVDOL HAS FRECKLES AND POLNAREFF HAS BEAUTY MARKS REAL#jjba#JoJos Bizzare Adventure#Stardust Crusaders#jean pierre polnareff#muhammad avdol#avdol#polnareff#fanart#ship#ship art#avpol#jjba ships#jjba fanart#i loaf them sm#i had a friend ask me to draw this like a month ago#brain forget oops#anyways i should ask more ppl for more ship art to do#like even if its not jjba related as long as im familiar with the property id be chill with doing it
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one of the things im not sure about if i do decide to try and finish my weird diavolo fic is whether i want to keep trish being trans. that was a fairly significant part of the conceit, even if she's only briefly present, mostly because 1) i love it when people are trans and more importantly 2) i wanted to use it to force diavolo to think about gender because i've always found the way he masculinises himself to be a very compelling and under-explored part of his characterisation!
what i mean is - in a literal sense, diavolo's transformation is completely normal within the context of araki's character design. it's normal for men to wear any kind of clothing and makeup and when they do the latter it's not necessarily intended for them to be literally wearing makeup. it's a design choice that doesn't need to be explained or contended with in-universe most of the time. that's fine as far as his stories go, but when it comes to fic a lot of the time writers are going to want to view those design elements as choices the characters are making.
so when i write diavolo, trying to think of him as a more realistic and complicated person, it's obvious to see the transformation as less representative of character design and more a result of diavolo's actual choices. the body growth thing i can take or leave, it's silly but it's also not fun to throw it out entirely just because it doesn't make sense, and the clothing is something i've always read as a doppio thing - what i find interesting is diavolo's face. we see diavolo transform several times within the course of VA (the fortune teller and risotto scenes) but it's only when he confronts polnareff that he has the element of surprise on his side and is able to take a second to shape his appearance into something distinct from "doppio". since we already know what doppio's face looks like, we can see that the makeup he applies goes beyond the iconic jjba villain lipstick - he also covers up his freckles, gives himself eyebrows, shapes his eyes in an exaggerated way, and generally makes himself look significantly older. to me these aren't just ways of distinguishing himself as an individual, but also of showing his "true" face and constructing a specific, gendered presentation - heavy features, bold lines, age and intimidation.
so to me - the choices he's making are very meaningful, and don't just represent diavolo's identity but also the work he puts into shaping his identity. what with his backstory and everything, "what is a man" (a miserable little pile of secrets) is a topic i think would be really interesting to force diavolo to contend with. i can do that with or without trish being trans tbh, but still...well, i guess i should see if i even want to finish it first.
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Your tags saying Polnareff is somehow Narancia’s illegitimate father made me laugh so hard my third eye opened amazing take thank u
Narancias dad didn't want them. Why? illegitimate child
Narancia has freckles when I draw them. Polnareff too.
Polnareff travelled a lot and is a self proclaimed ladies man.
Dumb of áss and lover of leather. And!! Fuckin ripped somehow.
COINCIDENCE????
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Eileen Barreau
“I hope someone would do the same for me, if the shoe were on the other foot.”
– Eileen Barreau, explaining why she wants to join the Joestar Group, Chapter 121: The Power Called a "Stand"
Basic Info:
Japanese name: アイリーン・バロー Romanized Name: Airin Barō Alias: Lee, Limpet (by Jotaro) Bisounour (by Polnareff) Namesake: Come On Eileen
Birthday: May 27 1970 Age: 17 [Part 3] 28 [Part 4] 40 [Part 6] Zodiac Sign: Gemini Chinese Zodiac: Dog Blood Type: AB Ethnicity: French-Japanese Nationality: Japanese Occupation: Student [Part 3] Graduate Student [Part 4] Labour Lawyer [Part 6] Signature:
Appearance & Defining Features
Skin: Fair Hair Colour: Purple [Part 3], Brown [Part 4 & 6] Eye Colour: Green [Anime], Brown [Manga] Height: 172.72 cm / 5 ft 8 in Weight: 73 kg / 162 lb Scars/Marks: Two vertical scars over her cheeks, freckles and moles on her body Piercing(s): Standard lobe-earring Dominant Hand: Left
Favourites
Colour: Green Movie: Rebel Without a Cause Food: Raspberry Mochi Musician: Kate Bush TV Series: City Hunter Person Type: Someone who faces their problems directly Hobbies: Likes carving wooden figures and making mixtapes.
Notable Relationships:
Aoki Nobuko - Mother Simon Barreau - (estranged) Father Aoki Fumiko - Maternal Grandmother Aoki Masaharu - Maternal Grandfather Ogawa Setsuko - Aunt Kujo Jotaro - Husband [m. 1996] Jolyne Cujoh - Daughter [b. 1992] Jouta Kujo - Son [b. 1994]
Personality & About
Eileen Barreau (アイリーン・バロー Airin Barō) is a primary ally featured in the third part of JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure series, Stardust Crusaders. She reappears in the fourth part, Diamond is Unbreakable, and the sixth part, Stone Ocean, as a secondary ally.
Eileen is a Japanese student who recently transferred to Jotaro and Kakyoin’s school after she was expelled from her previous high school. Eileen became involved with the Crusaders when she noticed Jotaro carrying Kakyoin's bloody unconscious body off of school grounds. Eileen followed Jotaro home while pestering him about Kakyoin's well-being. Upon learning of DIO, and later of Holly's illness, she insisted on helping the Crusaders. Eileen is a Stand User who commands The Hounds of Love.
Eileen is usually characterised by her persistent and bubbly attitude, but when she is pissed there is no way of missing it. Eileen refuses to give up on goals she has undertaken, no matter the difficulty. Although, under extreme pressure, she can be bullied into taking breaks to moderate herself.
After being subservient for most of her childhood, Eileen is determined to understand the ‘why’ of things, even when asking is inconvenient or uncomfortable. Her sense of justice also drives her to be quick to act no matter the circumstances.
Before her scarring, Eileen took great pride in her appearance, and even with her pride ruined she still spends a great amount of energy into what she wears and self-grooming. Eileen entered her ‘delinquent’ phase as a direct result of her facial scars, she felt if she could not visually fit in with the ‘good’ students it was better to conform to their expectations of a ‘scary’ looking teenager. She stopped attending most classes, she felt she had no future. This made her able to express herself in ways she didn’t out of fear of judgement. She is deeply hurt and lonely. If someone is willing to reach out to her, she will cherish them. Eileen is deeply sentimental.
#mini bio#based off of shaylistic's mini bio#theres obv a lot more about eileen its in the#ash thoughts#oc lore#my lore#my oc lore#lore#oc x canon#jjba oc x canon#jojo oc x canon#jojo oc#jjba oc#my jojo oc#my jjba oc#jotileen#eileen barreau#eileen kujo
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Headcannon for Yuki and Polnareff's son (not romantic, but them as bros.)
omg yes!
they grew up together since they were little, so they are like brothers at this point
they do argue a lot tho i just see it fdsklfdkjls
^ like never super mean, just picking on each other or trying to be better than the other
i feel like they have opposite aesthetics that go really well together lolol
^ like just those two really cool dudes walking down the street
^ Yuki has more of a 70s style I think (bell bottoms, vests, suits) while Polnareff's son has more of a metalhead style (LONG HAIR, baggy band tees, huge pants)
they hang out a lot and people actually do think they are brothers
something they have in common is their freckles (they both have a ton of freckles over their noses)
they're really good at playing any instrument and teach each other all the time
they both love their dads (and the rest of the SDC)
are the best man at each other's weddings lolol
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My favorite JoJo reference💛
[ID: an album cover of singer Michel Polnareff. He's a white man with light, curly, shoulder-lenght hair. He wears big sunglasses, a crossed, studded harness, black trousers and a feather-like jacket. Next to his head is his last name and the title of one of his songs "Je suis un homme" (I am a man). /end ID].
[ID: a digital drawing of Jean Pierre Polnareff from the anime "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure", drawn to resemble the singer Michel Polnareff. He has light skin, freckles and light grey and wavy, shoulder-lenght hair. He wears big sunglasses, a black studded harness that's crossing over his bare chest, black trousers and a yellow and orange feather-like jacket. The background behind him is mostly black with speckles of light on it. Next to his name is his last name and the title of the aforementioned song. /end ID].
Bonus:
[ID: a screenshot of a tweet by "Michel Polnareff":
(in caps) I am Jean-Pierre Polnareff.
#jeanpierrepolnareff #JOJOsBizarreAdventure #jojos #jojo_anime #jojospotlightisoverparty #michelpolnareff #polnareff
Underneath is a picture of Jean Pierre Polnareff, wearing the big white sunglasses that singer Michel Polnareff is wearing on his profile picture. /end ID].
#Michel Polnareff#loving his songs#especially On Ira Tous Au Paradis (we will all get to paradise - with the wonderful line 'even dogs and sharks' 😊)#Jean Pierre Polnareff#Jjba#Jojo's Bizarre Adventure#Fanart#Described#Stardust crusaders#Je suis un homme
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OK OK!!!! JUMPS AROUND
what are your general headcanons? can be of your faves of course!
OKOK SO ofc im doing hol horse first
Hes transmasc
Ran away from home at a young age (abusive household), also had Emperor when he was really young
After the boingo arc i couldnt stand it okay he adopts the brothers and he goes back to Aswan with boingo to wait for oingo to be discharged
Polnareff next bc i love him
Keeps the buck teeth and freckles
Actually taller than Hol instead of him being canonically shorter
Really good friends with both Jotaro and Kakyoin, but turns to Joseph for literally any issue he has
Has a few prosthetic fingers plus all the stuff from part 5
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an avpol doodle as a wind-down from other avpol doodles . i love them
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Hi hi helloooo im having a bit of polnareff brainrot and id like to ask for a scenario where the sdc crew gets a lady crewmember with a strictly healing stand, but does all the fighting herself. On the battlefield she's a monster but when healing she's the sweetest mother hen and she gets really close to pol bc he's always getting hurt. These two are the best of friends who (not so) secretly have the major hots for eachother. Like to the point where even Avdol is like "jesus, get a fuckin room"
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This was such a cute prompt, thank you so much for suggesting it! I changed a few things up a tad but I hope it still meets your standards! I too am having Polnareff brainrot. Actually, I think it’s less of a rot and more of a sucker fish that has permanently attached itself. Basically, I love him. Okay. Enough of me. Anyway, enjoy.
Warning(s): suggestive content, Polnareff is naked, sexual undertones, tension, voyeurism mention, Jean's dick is mentioned (oops), nothing too bad.
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The situation you found yourself in was nothing new—sitting beside an injured Jean Pierre Polnareff as your stand worked its magic patching him up. It was so un-new, in fact, that you had been in the same situation almost everyday for the last month. And as much as you loved helping your companions out after scuffles on the battlefield, there was a point where you had to speak up about a certain Frenchman’s bad luck streak.
“Jean,” you began, examining the blood running down from the gash in his brow bone, “I know you’re not doing this intentionally, but I can’t help but wonder what curse has latched itself onto you. My stand has no issues patching you up, but I do like to use it for more than just nursing your wounds, you know. I should be out there fighting.” You pressed a damp cloth to a scratch on his cheek while your stand worked on quickly stitching up the slit above his eyes. Though having a precise stand that utilized razor-sharp threads and cauterizing abilities was more than useful for healing, you also yearned to assist your other friends in fighting off the stand user just a few blocks away from your hotel. Of course, Polnareff just had to anger Iggy directly beforehand, leading to his current facial injuries.
“How do you think I feel?” the silver-haired man shot back, a hand resting on his chin as he pouted. “I haven’t had a break since I started this journey! I’m not even a Joestar, so why am I always the one getting hurt?” He gestured to the various scars littering his exposed arms and upper torso.
“Well, technically this time was your fault—you know Iggy doesn’t like being picked up unless he says so,” you said, leaning forward on your chair to look closely at his now sewn injuries.
“He’s a dog. He doesn’t say anything,” Jean huffed, crossing his arms and turning his head away. You rolled your eyes, grabbing his chin to recenter him. Patching him up would go a lot quicker if he quit squirming around like a fussy toddler.
“You know what I mean. He’s smarter than you think. Plus, he’s a sweetheart when he warms up to you, you know.” Your hands moved gently over his facial features, double-checking each cut was sewn and cauterized. Were you slightly over-dramatic when it came to checking your work? Yes. But you’d never forgive yourself if one of your patch-works went wrong. As something of a caretaker for the crew, you held yourself to the highest standards.
“Are you finished yet?” he whined, crinkling up his nose when you brushed your thumb against the tip of it, wiping off a smear of dirt. You licked your thumb, repeating your actions. Jean reeled back, swatting your hands away. “Okay, okay, okay. I think that’s good. No need for saliva.” His normally pale face grew red, highlighting the soft freckles dotting his cheeks.
“I was getting some dirt off. Calm down. I don’t have cooties,” you muttered, shooing him away. “You look fine. Now go lay down or something. You look like you have a fever.”
“I’m fine,” he replied curtly, brushing off your comment. “You’re not my mom. Don’t worry so much.” He stood up, heading towards the bathroom. “I’m taking a shower. Let me know if you hear anything from the others.”
“Whatever,” you said, dismissing his attitude. You couldn’t blame him for the sour mood—he must’ve been in pain constantly from all his little cuts and bruises. Even with your stand, you couldn’t take away the pain, no matter how much you wanted to. Your heart sank thinking about all that Jean had gone through. He had it rough, but still managed to put on a charismatic face. You didn’t know how he found it within him, but adored his personality, nonetheless. You adored everything about him, actually. Every little freckle spotting his cheeks. Every scar littering his broad shoulders and muscled arms. Every silver hair that stood atop his head. You just. . . loved him. And though you tried not to let it show, it was obvious. It wasn’t just Polnareff’s wounds that had you always at his side—it was also your insistence to heal every little scratch you could.
Others you’d stitch up major wounds, making sure they’d live, but with Polnareff. . . It was different. You didn’t want him to just survive. You wanted to take away his pain. Not just physically. But emotionally.
You wanted to scream at him for always putting himself in danger. He always had to play the knight in shining armor. He always had to call out his stand, fighting off everything that tried to touch you. He always had to protect you. And for what? All he got in return were scars. No amount of chastising would stop him. And you hated it. Hated his determination. Hated that he cared too much to let anything happen to you.
You didn’t understand why it was only you. But it didn’t matter. You just wanted this trip to be over so he’d never have to put his life on the line to protect you again.
A loud thud scattered your thoughts. You jumped out of your chair, heart thumping hurriedly as you raced to the bathroom door. You knew it came from inside the room. Was he attacked? Was he okay? Did you miss a wound? Not sparing a second, you threw open the door, examining the room. There was no enemy. No blood. No death. Only a soaking wet Polnareff, laying on the ripped off shower curtain. You were relieved. He must’ve just tripped and fell. Otherwise, he looked okay. More than okay, actually. He looked. . . well he looked like a very attractive naked man now staring at you, an unreadable expression on his face. You quickly rebooted yourself, staring at the ground. “You okay?” you asked, looking at him through your peripheral. You wanted to respect his privacy, but also something told you that he had to have some sort of bodily injury from tumbling out of the shower, especially given his luck. That’s the only reason you were trying to sneak a peek. That’s all.
“I’m starting to think I am cursed. I get in the shower, start it up, when out of the blue my knee cramps up, and next thing I know I’m tripping over the damn shower curtain! Mon Dieu!” he exclaims, sitting up and running a hand through his wet hair. You noticed blood begin to trickle down his forehead, and quickly lept in to investigate. You knelt down beside him, disregarding his flustered features as you looked at the damage. You brushed his hand away from his head, combing through his hair to spot a thin scrape just under his hairline. You knew it. Of course he’d manage to hurt himself in the few seconds he was alone. And just after you had healed him, too.
Not wasting a second, you summoned your stand, making quick sutures and cauterizing it gently before Jean even got a chance to speak. You leaned back just enough to take in his full face, hands gently raking through his long silver locks, feeling for any bumps or blood. You felt nothing, and so retreated your hand, letting out a sigh of relief.
“I’m starting to think I can’t leave you alone,” you muttered, closing your eyes as you rubbed your temples. “Do I have to give you baths now, too?”
“Only if you join me—”
“Don’t be nasty,” you interrupted, smacking his bare chest. “You know I don’t like when you flirt with me just for the fun of it. Anyway, don’t kill yourself taking a shower. I’ll be outside.” You said, straightening yourself up. You took one step forward before your foot slid against the now wet floor, sending you reeling backwards. You squeezed your eyes shut, hoping nothing would break after you made contact with the bathroom tile.
Instead of bare tile, you crashed into Jean, who quickly cradled you against his chest, dampening your clothes and smushing you against his naked body. You caught your breath, eyes wide as you took in your situation.
“Who’s got bad luck now, hmm?” he chuckled, breath tickling your neck.
You internally debated as to whether this was the best or worst situation you’d ever been in. One one hand, you were wrapped in the arms of the man you’d been pining after for months. On the other. . . You couldn’t actually think of any downside. Embarrassment? Possibly. But at least it couldn’t get any worse.
The hotel door swung open, and your fellow crusaders stepped inside, Avdol leading the way. Of course the bathroom door was still wide open, with you still in the lap of a naked Polnareff, who was currently using your body to shield himself from their gaze.
Avdol glanced your way briefly before double-taking. His eyes went wide. “If you must participate in. . . whatever you are currently doing, please have the decency to close the door or get a different room.”
You scrambled to get up, but Jean’s grip on your body remained. “What do you think you’re doing?" you hissed.
“I would very much like to avoid exposing myself!” he shot back.
“Well I’d very much like it if I wasn’t forced to be your human shield! Plus, I can feel your dick poking me!” Silently, Avdol shut the door. He was not about to continue to bear witness to the scene before him. Whatever was happening, he did not want to be a part of it.
Jean finally loosened his grip, and you rushed upwards, grabbing a towel off the rack and tossing it to him. “I am never checking on you again,” you panted, cheeks burning as you tried desperately to forget the feeling of his skin pressed against yours. “Now the rest of them think we’ve got some weird voyeurism thing going on! This is not how I wanted to see you naked!” you blurted out.
He stifled a laugh, standing as he wrapped the towel around his waist. The white fabric did little to mask his nude form. “You wanted to see me naked? Oh, mon ange, I am flattered, but you could have simply asked.”
“Oh, God. I didn’t mean to say that out loud. I meant that—” there was no getting out of this one. In a panic, you just admitted your attraction, and you knew damn well he wasn’t going to let it go. “Look. I am attracted to you. Okay? But I don’t want that to impact our current friendship or the group as a whole and—”
He closed the distance between the two of you, pushing you against the bathroom wall. A large hand reached to caress your burning cheeks. They mimicked his own red visage, which looked suddenly serious. “I swear I am serious when I say this—I have felt the same way, but never had the confidence to confess. Knowing my bad luck, it wouldn’t have worked out in my favor. But now that I know the feelings are mutual . . I am afraid I don’t know if I’ll be able to resist.”
Your entire body was frozen, eyes staring at his own blue ones, looking for any kind of laughter or jest. You saw only passion. “Jean. . .” you whispered. “Just don’t break my heart. Okay?”
“Never, mon cherie, never.”
He closed the gap, lips pressing against your own.
#i loved writing this#this was 2k words of AAHHHHH#ya know?#jjba#jjba x reader#jojo's bizarre adventure stardust crusaders#stardust crusaders#jojo's bizarre adventure x reader#jean pierre polnareff x reader#jean pierre polnareff#fluff#pining#mutual pining#embarrasment#x reader#x y/n#reader#y/n#cuteness all around#hnnnghhh i love him so much#please can i just be y/n#well#yall kno what i mean#anyway#thank u so much for the request#sorry it took a few days#but i hope you enjoy
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Random Jojo appearance related headcannons :)
Kakyoin has a very square jaw and his arms are a little too long for his body
Jotaro always has his nails trimmed really short
Polnareff still has the tooth gap he was shown to have when he was younger
Avdol has a crooked smile and dimples
Okuyasu forgets to shave his stubble a lot and is pretty tan
Josuke uses clear nail polish and a bit of highlighter and mascara everyday, lipgloss and eyeliner too if he’s feeling fancy
Yukako has dark circles and has a thin rectangle body shape (I think I said that right)
Fugo has eczema and bites his nails
Bruno gets bad bed head and guards that secret with his life and also has overly dry hands
Mista once tried to grow a moustache and the gang had an intervention he also tans really easily
Giorno has a runners physique and almost never sweats his hair is also naturally curly
Narancia is partially Hispanic and wears smudged eyeliner
Jolyne has killer biceps
FF has an upturned nose
Anasui has to straighten his hair daily
Gyro has hooded eyes and a hooked nose
Johnny has freckles and sparse acne
Diego plucks his eyebrows
HP has a square jaw and broad shoulders
#kakyoin noriyaki#jotaro kujo#jean pierre polnareff#okuyasu nijimura#josuke higashikata#bruno bucciarati#bruno buccellati#guido mista#jojo narancia#gyro zeppeli#johnny joestar#diego brando#jojo hot pants#muhammed avdol#jojo yukako
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ur avpol mermaid au brings me so much joy theyre already such a great duo and ur au brings it out even more. if you dont mind me asking, what are som3 headcanons you have of them in the mermaid au?
I'm so happy you like it thank you so much?!! Talking about my AU again reminds me how much I love working on it aaahh
Here are some headcanons:
-Mostly because of the sun, Polnareff has a lot of freckles all over his cheeks, chest and shoulders.
-Avdol likes to collect human objects he can find in wrecks underwater, like jewelry, books, plates, etc... He keeps them all in the same place, like it's a little museum.
-Polnareff has a small tooth gap. Also I imagine him a little skinnier than he is in the anime. (But he still has his big bazoongas)
-Polnareff plays mandolin. Sometimes he plays it for Avdol (he doesn't sing well though) (but Avdol can)
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If you haven't yet I would much love to have some babies with Polnareff.
That man would be such a good dad I just know it
Polnareff's babies are a lil chonky, one lil double chin and some rolls. You're pushing out at least a 7 pound baby and up. Jean is a good husband and makes sure you're eating well, taking any vitamins Avdol recommends to help growth, and even participating with you for prenatal exercises. That baby gonna be a lil chonky and get squisher with more tiddy milk. Jean does want a good amount of kids, but not so much where you're gonna die from pushing out his kids. 4 is a good max. And they look so much like their daddy when he was born and into the toddler years. Cute baby fat, chubby cheeks, freckled, and lil buck teeth when they grow in. Theyre most likely gonna have your genes, since Jean has silvet hair and blue eyes (recessive) and at most might get lightened hair. It'll be a surprise when one comes out with silver hair and your eyes. And if your first child is a daughter, Jean will name her Sherry in honor of his sister. He's such a sucker for your kids, always baby talking to them when theyre younger and giving them all the love he can.
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Polnareff with A, M, and X for the NSFW text thing? 👉👈
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) He's so attentive. Perhaps a little too attentive; he's a tiny bit needy, and needs to be reassured himself that he did a good job. But he also holds his partner and checks in on them in every way (the Knight In Shining Armour complex at work; if something is wrong, he wants to be the one to save you from it). He loves cuddling you and holding you and covering you in kisses, just so you know how much he cares about you. Any thoughts you may have had of him as a romantic lothario will be immediately dashed by just how clingy and affectionate he is.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) He loves seeing his partner - any gender, any body type, it does not matter - encased in delicate, lacy lingerie. He has a thing for seeing stockings dig into thighs. He's a big fan of little peeks of things; a flash of lace, a brush of your lips on his cheek, your fingers brushing briefly over his bare skin. If you make it known that you want him, Polnareff can hardly stop himself from jumping you right there and then.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Other than his - let's face it, magnificent - tits, Polnareff's got a lot going on under his pants, too. He's about eight and a half inches, thick and uncut. He's pale and sprinkled with freckles, with a soft pink colour to him - his body hair is well-groomed, the same colour as his hair. He cares about his appearance a lot! He's incredibly sensitive, and just breathing on it can sometimes be enough to have his thighs trembling.
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Meet my JJBA 3 OC, Alexandra!
General informations:
Full name: Alexandra Edward Jennifer II Parker
Nickname(s): Alex, Ally, Al, Jenny, Ed
Age: 17
Birthday: 8 February
Nationality: half American half Italian
Weight: 48 kg (105 lbs)
Height: 153 cm (5'0")
Blood Group: A-
MBTI (Personality): ENFP-T
Likes Dislikes
★ Collecting things • Lying
★ Ocean • Loud places
★ Travelling • Sour food
★ Video games • Cold
★ Drawing • Mess
What she can and can't do:
Abilities: fight, sing, skate, free diving, draw
Inabilities: cook, sew, whistle, lie, do math
Bonus: she has a very flexible body, so she can fold and twist it (she likes to do it to mess with people) and she can also move her ears a little. She can speak three languages: Italian, English and Japanese.
Appearance:
Eyes: pear green
Hair: long, wavy and dark red
Skin: pale
Features: lots of freckles, dimples, a tuft of hair that always sticks out
Face: round
Body: slight pear shape
Stand:
Name: Kubary Fighter
Abilities: she can shape the water that comes from her hands into any object/animal/person. To shape it, she has to know the look of the thing she wants to shape. Also every object she can shape has the same abilities as the real one. She can control the temperature, can increase the surface tension and can transform herself in water for convenience. It takes a little while to shape the water, the time can increase or decrease depending on the size of what the user wants to make.
Skills:
Paralyzer: the stand's water on top of the enemy can turn immediately into hard ice, blocking them. It takes a lot of strength from the user, so it is used only in emergencies.
Razor drops: she can shoot very sharp drops of water from its hands. It is used for a range attack and it doesn't do much harm, but does if it is used in a closed range. They can be fired immediately.
Hot Razor drops: like Razor Drops, but very hot. It takes the stand a little while forming the hot water.
Icy Razor Drops: little sharp iced drops. Like Hot Razor Drops, it takes a little while forming the iced drops.
Metamorphose: she can turn into water for moving faster from place to place and also to enter tiny spaces.
Appearance: it is an humanoid stand with the appearance of a Nembrotha Kubaryana (nudibranch) and a Betta (fighter fish). From here comes the name Kubary Fighter.
Short back ground:
She is Jotaro's childhood best friend. They went to school together since second grade, when she transferred from Italy to Japan.
She has her stand from birth and always messed with Jotaro (that promised not to tell anybody about it) with it until he got his stand too. They then started messing with each other with their own stands.
She went to the trip because, since she grew up with Jotaro, Ms. Holly became basically her second mother and she couldn't stand seeing her sick.
Her mother's name is Isabella Ciuffi and her father's is Michael Williams. Her middle name Edward comes from the fact that her father wanted a son named Edward, Jennifer II comes from her grandmother (Michael's mother).
Michael and Isabella divorced because Michael cheated on her and was a bad father when Alex was 10 years old. Now Isabella is married with an half Japanese and half Irish man named Touma Parker and had a child named Emma (now six years old), Alex's stepsister.
She got very attached to all of the Crusades, now considering them as a family (AU where everyone lives because I don't want to cry)
Random facts:
Alex and Jotaro are total ocean nerds
She's also a nerd with Kakyoin when it comes to videogames
Joseph treats Alex like she is her second daughter and she doesn't complain about it
Alex + Polnareff = energetic dumb duo
In free time, she likes doing little fights with Abdul since their stands are similar but with the opposite elements
She can stay hours and hours listening to whatever these guys have to say. She'll never get bored of Kakyoin's fun facts about basically everyting
Iggy tolerates her surprisingly
Scolds Jotaro and Polnareff for smoking, sometimes even snatchs their ciggs from their mouths.
Very protective over them
She loves hugs and cuddling in general
Hugs randomly the crusaders
Jumpy af
Does tower cards with Abdul's tarot cards
When rooming together, Alex and Kakyoin stylize each other's tuft
Polnareff (and sometimes Kakyoin) always teases her for liking Jotaro (she never said it, but Polnareff says that it's obvious)
He does the same with Jotaro
and sometimes he ends up with a punch on his head
Polnareff is the one that came up with the name Ally
When Alex and Jotaro were little, Holly and Joseph always took them to the aquarium and they would cry when they had to go home
Sometimes she wears secretly Jotaro's hat and uniform to feel cool when he doesn't wear them (usually when they're rooming together, but she also did it in the past when they had sleepovers)
One time he caught her and she pretended to be sleepwalking
But Jotaro ain't dumb
He actually thought that his clothes looked cute on her because they're big, but he'll never admit it obv
So instead he threw his shoes at her
Piggy rides with the Crusaders while she has Iggy on her shoulders
Her stands interacts a lot with their stands
Alex has a combo attack with Jotaro and Polnareff
With Jotaro, her stand covers Star Platinum fists with burning or icy water (making ice spines), increasing the surface tension in the part where the water touches S.P fists so that it won't hurt him
With Polnareff, she does the same but around his foil sword and without increasing the surface tension
Okay I have to stop writing because I can go on and on for forever-
In summary, they are chaotic all together and they all love each other
★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★
#it literally took me the whole day to start and finish it#but that was worth it and I hope you guys like it :D#jjba oc#jojo oc#sdc oc#stardust crusaders oc#jjba 3#stardust crusaders#jjba sdc#alexandra parker#kubary fighter
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Ophelia Maria Zeppeli is Caesar Zeppeli's great-granddaughter. She has curly brown hair, freckles all over his body, two green doe eyes and two birthmarks under his eyes. Ophelia was born in 1965 to Giorgio Zeppeli, an Italian archaeologist, and Kate Earnshaw, an English teacher, both of whom died in a car accident when the girl was very young. So the little girl was orphaned but not for long as the Speedwagon foundation took the little girl to the United States where Joseph Joestar and Suzi Q decided to adopt her. As a teenager, she went on many trips with Joseph around the world, meeting Avdol, who would become his friend. In 1988, Ophelia followed Joseph to Japan because her adoptive sister Holly had a problem with her son of the same age as Ophelia Jotaro. As soon as they managed to get Jotaro out of prison, Joseph and Ophelia explained to the young man that they had to leave immediately for the place where Dio Bramdo was and to save Holly's life. So Jotaro, Ophelia, Joseph, Avdol and, having joined Kakyoin, left for a 50-day journey, meeting friends and enemies. After encountering and fighting the Silver Chariot, Ophelia nurtured a feeling of love for the young Frenchman Jean Pierre Polnareff. Ophelia held back her feelings until Polnareff and Ophelia defeated Vanilla Ice. In that battle, Ophelia lost her left arm. At the end of this adventure, Ophelia said goodbye to Joseph and left with Polnareff in France, where, a few years later, they celebrated their wedding. She has been a bearer of Stand since birth and the name is Måneskin.
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