#polnareff prompts

[sayurinn]

It’s Avpol April >:333 here’s a little Avpol doodle page I did a couple days ago to celebrate ^_^ I might color some of these later!!

[howelixir]

Eclipse noun

1. The total or partial obscuring of one celestial body by another

Avpol April Day 3 - Warmth/Gold & Silver A little thing for @avpol-april because I could not resist my fave jojo ship ☾☼

[silvernyxchariot]

In what moment did you fall in love with your F/O (romantic)? Or when did you realize you love your F/O?

Tag someone. Or not. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[pipartuuli]

undercover at the beach in the summer of 2001... have they spotted their target??

(A little early for februabba, but this will probably be the only fully rendered thing I do. I drew this while listening to "Country Grammar" by Nelly and "Doin' Time" by Sublime almost exclusively if you want to really get into the early '00s vibe of this one.)

[sayakyo]

Day 1: Home/Date Night

Imagine this: they defeat Vanilla, Avdol gets some kickass prosthetic arms and they manage to go on that dinner date they wanted (don’t worry about Iggy, he’s just under the table)

Prompts by @avpol-april !

Version with light under the cut vvv

[stardustedsins]

Kiss Prompts #24: A kiss in danger

Polnareff/reader (gender neutral reader)

You look around as you run, hoping for some way to throw the enemy off your trail, or circle back to end up behind her. Polnareff’s leg is injured, and he’s toughing it out as well as he can, but he’s flagging. You can rely on running for much longer. There has to be a way to set yourselves up for one good attack. That’s all it should take.

You spot an alley branching off of the road up ahead, and when you reach it, you grab Polnareff’s arm and pull him around the corner into it. There’s nowhere to hide, so you’ll have to make sure you’re hidden in plain sight when the enemy passes by, so you won’t stand out.

“What are you doing? We’ll just end up cornered here!” Polnareff complains, but you don’t have time to argue. You can hear running footsteps getting closer.

“Sorry!” You say in advance, knowing this might make things a little awkward for a while. And then you push him against the wall and kiss him, doing your best to hide both your faces and look totally absorbed in each other rather than random stand users passing by. You’re far enough down the alley that the shadows should hide Polnareff’s distinctive hair somewhat. You’ll have to hope that’s enough.

You lose focus on the enemy once Polnareff starts kissing you back, even deepening the kiss. His hands find your waist to hold you close, and he kisses you like it’s something he’s been waiting for rather than this spur of the moment thing. He catches your lower lip briefly, gently between his teeth as he pulls away, a little nibble that makes your knees feel weak.

“Very clever, chéri.” He says, smiling like the cat that got the cream. “Now we can make our attack from behind while she’s still looking for us.”

“Y-yeah.” You nod. That had been the plan, but you hadn’t thought he’d kiss you like that.

“And then perhaps afterwards, we can pick up where we left off.” He winks, and you feel your face heat up. Maybe you will.

[iceicewifey]

Hold on hold on hold on... One of em is related to polnareff?!

yeah they're cousins! it wasn't the original plan but i thought it'd be funny since gigi's dad is a french guy living in monaco, so why not give polnareff an uncle? ¯\(ツ)/¯ they've never met (polnareff and gigi) so they don't know about the other, plus giselle didn’t grow up in france or even know her father until she was in her teens but i kinda just like the idea lol

a lil 'family tree' snippet i made in like 5 minutes below since i haven't gotten around to making the full one yet _(:3」∠)_

[jojossillywalk]

remember when polnareff tried to start some anime rival "Are You Calling Me Weak" shit over iggy and avdol was immediately like "that hurts what the actual hell is wrong with you"

polnareff could try to do a terminator handshake like "pushing too many pencels >:)" and avdol would be just "i literally read tarot cards for a living let go of my arm you 6'1 animatronic cavefish"

[mrsrosehigashikata]

Avpol April Day 29: Hotel Room/Tarot

@avpol-april

[randoimago]

I don't know if you're able to write the Oingo Boingo brothers but I was wondering if u could write for the crusaders who taught their s/o being flirted by Oingo (who is disguised as them) because apparently it has something to deal with Boingo's stand's predictions (sorry if this is too much specific details ^^°)

Fandom: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

Character(s): Muhammed Avdol, Kakyoin Noriaki, Jean Pierre Polnareff, Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo

Note(s): Okay so please correct me if I got this wrong, but I believe the prompt is crusaders seeing their S/O being flirted with by Oingo (disguised as them)? But not too many details at all, I'm happy to write this!

Also, I could be wrong, but I don't think any of them ever saw Oingo in the show? Cause he was disguised the whole time so this is such a funny ask (especially cause some of these guys are a little dumb)

Crusaders

Avdol is taken aback when he comes out of a store and sees himself flirting with you. He's immediately on guard because it's so obviously an enemy stand user. He never flirts with you so publicly so he hopes you can see through it as he's staying back and planning his own attack from a distance so he doesn't jeopardize your safety.

Kakyoin, like Avdol, is taken aback by the flirting of the copy. He already has an Emerald Splash prepared, trusting the range attack to scare the copy off and make sure you're safe.

Polnareff is an idiot so he thinks he's seeing things when he sees a copy of himself so obviously flirting with you. He feels angry and annoyed at whatever is happening and he stomps his way over. The copy of himself ends up running and Polnareff gives chase, planning to check up on you later.

Joseph is also surprised to see you with a copy of himself and he has to rub his eyes a bit to check that he's not seeing things. But he also stomps over. The copy runs away, which shocks him by how easy that was, but he's checking that you're okay. He didn't even process the fact that his copy was flirting in the first place.

Jotaro is beyond annoyed when he sees a copy of him flirting with you. The idea that he'd even think about openly showing affection is annoying. He huffs but waits to see what you do. It should be obvious that it's not actually Jotaro flirting so he hopes you piece that together. Otherwise, he'll gladly step in with Star Platinum.

[pkuinn]

avpol april day 5 & 6: silver chariot and magician’s red 🔥🤺

i combined the two prompts because i’ll be rushing around the next few days and also because if avdol and polnareff are in love, so are these two<3

[berylcups]

Could I maybe request SDC +Dio with a s/o that gets their work hours cut in half, and maybe they go scare the manager or smthn? Idk I'm not creative with prompts lmao. Thought it would be funny, thank youuu!!

SDC + DIO x Reader with their hours cut

CW: Death mention, horny old people,

Notes: hey! Sorry it took so long! I really tried with this one. 😭 I hope you like it! I’m still fleshing out their personalities. I’m still getting used to writing new characters. Even if this sux I hope you and everyone else can find some sort of enjoyment from this! 💜 Beryl

*also for my non-murican’ readers Target is a like a smaller scale Walmart but pretends to be bougie 🥴

Joseph

-Platonic-

“Why ask for xtra hours when you can get an allowance from your greatest grandad ever???”

-Romantic-

“Who needs a job when you got a sugar daddy ??? 😘”

SEND THAT HORNY OLD BASTARD TO THE NURSING HOME 🏠

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Richie McRichardson doesn’t realize that you need to build a good resume. 🙄 or the fact we live in the real world where we have to make our own money.

Well no friend of his is going to get their hours cut! He’s going to use hermit purple to fuck around with electronics section and manipulate the tvs to make them glitch out and act possessed.

“GiVe Y/n FuLl TiMe HoUrS aNd BeNeFiTs…. Or ElSe. GiVe ThEm A pAy RaIsE ToO…”

“AlSo… ClEaN uP oN IsLe 6…”

Jotaro

“Good grief. Do I really need to get involved in this? Fine. Let’s go.” He sighed as he cracked his knuckles.

Your boss might die today. 😬 tell him to hold back a bit kay? I don’t think the Speedwagon Foundation wants to bail him out for getting into a onesided fist fight with a Target supervisor.

Thankfully he doesn’t have to do much. All he has to do is stare your boss down menacingly.

“I heard you were cutting Y/Ns hours. How about you fix that?”

Your supervisor is literally pissing their pants. 😰 He doesn’t leave until you get all your hours. Then he’s gonna smoke INSIDE the damn store because he’s disrespectful. If anyone tells him there’s no smoking allowed in the store he’s going to tell them to go fuck themselves 😭

Kakyoin

He’s going to use his charm to get his way. He’s gonna get you your hours back. If his charisma SOMEHOW doesn’t work he’s going to use Hierophant Green to string himself out so the boss and other employees keep tripping over what looks like nothing. 😂

The boss is freaking out getting slapped in the face and his ass whipped and has no idea what’s going on.

“Was this store built on a fucking graveyard?!” Your boss panics.

“You should really watch where you’re going sir.” He says smugly.

The boss finally gives in to your demands after they get clotheslined by HGs tentacle limb 🥴

Avdol

“Hmm? You're not getting any hours? That’s not according to YOUR fortune habibi/habibti! 😉”

He got some tricks up his sleeve. He’s going to get you your fortune…as told by his fortune! 🔮😅

“I have seen your fortune! You’re in grave danger. According to the ___ card it means you are going to lose all your wealth, health, and happiness!”

Your boss somehow believes this. Who wouldn’t believe a charismatic self assured middle eastern man in ornate robes and jewelry??? That’s a person you won’t forget!

To add some extra razzle dazzle he catches your bosses hair on fire. 🔥

Now he really thinks he’s cursed.

“Tell me mysterious customer! How do I fix this?! 😭😭😭”

Return the slab— “Give Y/N their hours back! And give them all the benefits and pay raises they need to live comfortably!”

Your boss gives in and does everything Avdol says. You’re officially getting paid as much as your boss now in fear of getting “cursed” again. …and to prevent 3rd degree burns 🥵

Polnareff

Your boss is about ready to taste some metal and I’m not talking about guns.

“Hey—! What gives?! First you don’t give my amour their hours and now your toilets are filthy and broken as hell! They won’t flush! 😤”

He’s already a menace for clogging the toilet. 😬 he’s going to go Karen mode on your boss.

“What the hell kind of economy do you think we live in pal?! I demand you give my baby all their hours! What do you expect them to live off of? Ramen noodles?! Not on my watch buddy!” He’s loud af and poking him in the chest.

If he back sasses the mighty Polnareff he’s going to have to sword fight Silver Chariot with a pool noodle from the outdoors section. 😅

He uses his craftsman’s swordship to slice the bosses belt and pubically pantses him 😂

He has no idea how he was able to air sword fight and cut his belt but he did and that’s why you have all your hours and why Polnareff is banned from every single Target ever in existence. Like that’s gonna stop him 🥴

Dio

“Why work such a meager job when you can work for me and kill the joestars instead ~?”

Because we don’t want to get our asses hospitalized and we live in the real world asshole. 🙄

Very well~. Dio is a generous partner, he will gladly solve your employment problem. 😈

But first—shopping spree~ 💅 he’s gonna fill up on some hair gel, green lipstick, sunscreen, and other unnecessary Knick Knacks. Yes he has a Live Laugh Love poster decoration in the basket. 🤢

“So I heard from my lovely Y/N that you aren’t giving them enough hours. How about a compromise? I’m in a good mood today so I’ll let you live if you give them all their hours back plus a raise.”

Your boss can’t believe you had the audacity to bring in a metrosexual bi vampire to scare him into getting what you want! He’s not gonna take you crazies seriously and tell you to take a hike!

“Oh ho~…” he has a mischievous glint in his eyes. Well you can’t stop him now!

“The World!!!” He summons his stand and takes his shopping cart.

“Road roller at target!!!” He laughs like a mad man as he runs over your boss.

…I think he’s dead ☠️

Dio somehow uses his charm to make you the new boss of Target. You still do the same job you usually do— you just get the pay and title now while everyone else does the hard work…. Honestly I don’t think you even need to go to work anymore. You’re just getting paid just to be paid!

[avpol-april]

Welcome back to Avpol April 2024!

Avpol April is back for 2024!! This event will take place throughout April, focusing once more Muhammad Avdol and Jean Pierre Polnareff’s relationship.

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[starry-snippets]

tw - smoking cigarettes

thinking about jotaro kissing you after smoking. polnareff told him you'd find it hot but it only provokes your lungs, prompting him to apologize when you start coughing. from then he notices that you don't like him smoking – even sometimes talking to kakyoin about how to ask him to stop. one day he overhears or kakyoin tells him to begin alternatives as a surprise. jotaro taking your concern to heart, beginning to regulate himself more. you notice he's buying gum to chew instead when he craves one and eventually you never see him picking them up. he's entirely clean now and you pepper his face with kisses every time you think of his commitment, so appreciative that he cares enough about you to quit his bad habit without you even telling him about it.

[bagelbright-tok]

Stayin' Alive

Used 'Too many beds,' from the "reverse tropes," as a prompt for this fic.

After the events of N'Doul, you stay with Kakyoin at the hospital, waiting for the rest of the group to come. While being led to the room Kakyoin would be staying in, instead of an empty room, you see... mattresses? Watch out! An enemy appears with a power able to rival your own!

JJBA x fem!reader, TW: Swearing, mentions of death, a dead body, mentions of blood, fighting

Word Count: 2,156

'Text' = thoughts, "Text" = music

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No Time To Talk

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"Egypt!?"

You knew you should have denied when this teen and his grandpa began raving about a hundred year old vampire who was killing the teen's mom spiritually. Of course, with the context of Stands, you were more willing to believe them; Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo, Noriaki Kakyoin, Muhammed Abdul, and Jean-Pierre Polnareff.

You were in the same boat as Kakyoin-- no commitment other than to Jotaro's mom, a stranger. While you knew the trip would be life threatening-- you weren't expecting a grave example.

The Emperor and Hanged Man. At first, you played your part. Minded your own business, even managed to tune out Polnareff's and Abdul's argument. You'd barely met them; you didn't want anything to do with their drama.

The whole day became one moment. You, Mr. Joestar, and Kujo stared down at Abdul's dead body. You couldn't help but feel a rattling terror and chill. You'd just met this man in Singapore, and now he was dead. Kakyoin and Polnareff were nowhere in sight.

"What--? What do we do?" You shutter.

No one said anything. Not a noise slipped out.

That day was a while ago. You still think of it-- or, well, it haunts you. Your encounter with N'Doul was arguably also terrifying. Another Stand reliant on sound? Not to mention the useless dog the team acquired. Your headphones were destroyed in that battle-- truly the biggest lost to you.

It did save you, though, temporarily.

All of this runs through your head before a doctor approaches. "Miss [L/N]?" You look up. "We are placing Mr. Kakyoin in his room. Please follow me,"

You stand and follow the moving MD. Your mind is still in a static. "Is he okay?"

"Yes, the main damage was fortunately done to his eyelids rather than his eyeballs." The doctor stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Still, there was some damage, and his eyes need to heal."

"Hey, I'm a big fan of it not being as bad as it could have been," you exhale. "How long will it take?"

You begin to see two nurses rolling a bed towards you and the doctor. It seems you are meeting Kakyoin at his room. "We estimate around two weeks,"

"Shit, two?" You look to the doctor. "That's a long time."

"Optimal for healing,"

The doctor stopped with the bed next to the door. As the doctor opened it, the bed was reoriented to fit through the door. You entered.

"What the fuck?" Bed upon beds upon beds. The room is littered with them. "Is this a storage room or what?"

"Ehm..." The doctor is also looking around the room, confused. "N-no! This is.. this is supposed to be Mr. Kakyoin's room! The key is only for this room,"

You snatch the key. "Let me see that!" You turn and compare the number on the key to the one on the door. "Doc, someone's gotta be fuckin' with you! Why are there so many goddamm beds!?" You throw the key back at the man, growing more frustrated.

"To use against you, [Y/N]~!" A voice echoed from within the beds.

You shoot your head around. "Seriously?" you groan. "Can we not get a day off?" The static was ringing now.

"Your Stand is formidable, I hear," the voice coo'd. "I was beyond elated to have been assigned to handle you and Noriaki!" The doctor was yelling in fear, backing out of the "bed" room.

"Yeah? I can tell by the way you talk, you're overcompensating," You scoff at them. "Why don't you show yourself and see how 'formidable' my Stand is!" You point at the beds, challenging the user.

"Oh, please, as much as I would love to, I also enjoy living." The voice laughed, the source being thrown around the room. "First, the battlegrounds should be in my favour!"

A loud thwap echoed around the room as each and every mattress slapped themselves against the walls of the room. One even managing to slam the door behind you. You look around, now spotting the source of the comments and mattresses.

"Cushioning the walls?" You fold your arms. "I'm guessing so when I beat you, you won't hit them so hard?"

"Don't you hear the difference already, [Y/N]?" They tapped on their ears. "I've made the room sound-proof. The noise we make doesn't bounce back, or echo-- and no noise can get in." They smiled widely.

Your eyes widened. "S-so what?" You stutter, pointing a sharp finger at them.

"So what?" They laughed loudly. "Your Stand, Ace's Wand, is entirely reliant on noises and your feelings. I also know, you don't do well without your music, so-!" They spread their arms out defiantly. "-I have made you your own personal Hell!"

"Shit," you mutter. "So what's your power? Mattress making and manipulation?"

"My Stand is Knave! It's a bit more intricate than that," they explained. "I can create objects from nothing and manipulate them as I please. Mattresses were simply the most inconspicuous object for me to make and plaster."

"Inconspicuous?" You doubted

"It got you in here, didn't it?"

"...Touché."

"Enough talk!" The Knave's wielder yelled, a sparkling object beginning to form in their hand. They launched it towards you before it was fully created.

You gasp, rolling out of the way of the brick hurdling towards you. "Ha!" You taunt, perhaps too early. "ACK--!" A strong heavy force smashes into the back of your head. The brick finally crumbled and seemingly vanished.

"Did you forget the part where I can manipulate what I create?" They snickered, another object beginning to form in their hand.

You groan from the ground, holding your bleeding head. Your vision hurts and blurs, but you're coherent enough to be pissed.

'With enough blows like that, I will forget!' You think to yourself. 'I have to try and use my Stand-- even if it'll be hard to control without music!'

You begin to stand, shakily. Another brick hurdles towards you-- this time you duck down. You summon your Ace's Wand-- partially. You hear the brick change trajectory towards you again. Waiting for the last second, you twist out of the way, allowing the brick to instead smash into the ground.

"Using your Ace to hear my moves, eh?" They hummed. "They may not do as much damage, but perhaps quieter objects will do!"

"Fuck you!" You sprint towards the enemy, almost tripping. You raise a confident fist and throw it towards them. You see them try to raise an arm in defense, but they're too slow.

Your knuckles collide into their face-- you can feel their skin wrap around your hand. With the combination of your Stand, the enemy is launched backward into a mattress.

You breathe heavily, wiping your bloody fist onto your pants. The enemy groans in pain. "I--I think--! I think I'll be better off, out of sight as well..."

"What?"

You can only watch in horror as the enemy slowly melts into the mattress, becoming one with it. 'I need to get some fuckin' music in here, fast!' Your thoughts are all you're left with along with the eerie silence now encasing the room.

You take steps to look around the room, waiting for the next attack. 'Knave creating objects doesn't have a noise.' You spin at the disturbance of air behind you. 'Throwing them rips the air-- but that same sound could be Knave coming out of a mattress... they're too similar sounding!' A flat pane of glass is already too close to you and shatters into your face.

You scream, "AUUGGH--!" the shards digging in and causing you to stumble back. 'Shit! They know what they're doing! Sending things I would hear too late to dodge!' You hover your hands over your face, trying not to touch it.

A small ring alerts you again. You shift to left and watch as a long needle of glass flies by into the wall, shattering into the mattress and disappearing. 'T-too close!' You try to think of a plan while avoiding as many of the glass knives and needles as you can.

You don't avoid them all, though. One needle tears itself through your left shoulder-- another one through the same arm. A ceiling attack rockets a needle and it embeds itself nicely into your right foot, which gives Knave the opportunity to shoot knives straight into your legs. You wail in pain and lay on the ground as comfortably as you can. There was a lot of glass in a lot of your body.

You hear the laughing of the enemy. He reappears and stands above your bloodied form. "It's hard to believe that you, the great [Y/N] [L/N], managed to defeat Yellow Temperance," they stated sarcastically. "You were clearly just lucky."

You shake your head. "I'm-- I'm not lucky," you groaned. "Luck doesn't-- augh--! Luck doesn't win battles!" You smile widely, revealing your blood stained teeth.

The enemy stares down in disgust and horror. "What does that mean!?" Now they're on high alert, looking around the room. "You have your Stand summoned! Where is it!?"

You begin to laugh finally. A loud ringing causes the Knave wielder to look up. A gaping hole in one of the mattresses reveals an intercom. "What!?" They scream, reaching up quickly.

A noise begins to emit from it, though, and the moment it does, the enemy is slammed into the ground. "Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk / I'm a woman's man, no time to talk," Now you hover above the enemy, your Stand taking on a horrifying, yet controlled, appearance.

"You are right, my Stand does rely on music," you explain. "However, my Stand isn't a short-range. It can travel up to 100 metres."

"N-no way!" The enemy cried, your Stand beginning to crush them. "Y-you were using your Stand to dodge my attacks! You couldn't have-- have used it to put music on!"

"Wrong, and correct," you smile. "I wasn't using Ace to dodge, but if I were, I definitely wouldn't have been able to put music on."

"The New York Times' effect on man,"

You begin to bob to the music. "Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother, / You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive!"

You turn around and walk away, tuning into the music as the enemy begins to scream in pain. The sounds of shredding and crunching are muted to you.

"Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive!"

The mattresses disappear as you arrive at the door. "Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive!" You open the door, the doctor and nurse standing next to Kakyoin's bed in fear.

When they look into the room, there is nothing but the dents and the splatters of blood on the floor. The Bee Gee's echo through the entire building.

"Hey, uh," you begin. "When you're done with Kakyoin, do you think you could take a look at me, doc?"

You remember the doctor nodding frantically, darkness, and then waking up in a hospital bed two metres away from Kakyoin's.

"Damn,"

***

"Oh my god!" Joseph exclaimed at you. "I didn't think a Stand user would actually attack at a hospital! Those workers of DIO really are downright diabolical!"

"Kakyoin is the most vulnerable," Jean-Pierre pointed out. "It makes sense they would want to take advantage of that and try to get him while he's down."

"I'm more surprised they were able to clock my flaws so fast," you hum quietly.

"Oh." Jotaro noised as he rummaged around his pockets for a moment. "I found a store that sold these things. It looked like the one you had before."

Jotaro reveals a pair of headphones. You widen your eyes and snatch them giddily. "They're exactly like them!" You excitedly announce. "Thank you! God, it's been Hell without my music!"

You immediately pull out your Walkman, pop a tape in, connect the headphones, and play your music. You leave one headphone on while the other rests on your head so you can still hear the team.

"All the pairs of headphones we tried to get you as replacements," Joseph began his complaint, "And all you wanted were your old ones!? I paid a lot of money to get those brand new, top-quality ones the other day!"

"I like my old ones," you shrug. "I don't like how the new ones feel on my head or ears."

You put the headphones on completely, now unable to hear Joseph and his frustrated and annoyed rant about your pickiness. You bob your head to the music and even close your eyes so as to avoid his angry hand signs.

"Music loud and women warm / I've been kicked around since I was born / And now it's all right, it's okay,"

"And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive / Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive!"

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It's been like, two? Years? Damn. Anyways, this is a continuation of my fic, Take Me to Funkytown! It has been a while since I have written for JJBA, and I am still not very good at writing fight scenes, so I hope you lot are able to enjoy this! Shout out to @cheesencrackersinprison for commenting on my Funkytown fic. It was actually the greatest motivation for me to write this.

[stardustedsins]

Kiss Prompts #41: A kiss because the world is saved

Polnareff/reader (gender neutral reader)

The four of you stand in the early morning sunlight, watching as Dio’s body crumbles to ash and blows away. With this, it’s really over. The world is safe from the threat of stand wielding vampire maniacs, and Mrs. Holly is already recovering well. Despite your losses, you’ve done it. You feel a little giddy about it, actually.

“I can’t believe we did it.” You say, and Polnareff puts an arm around you.

“I know, it’s not every day you save the world.” He says. Mr. Joestar nods.

“I’ve done it twice now. Let’s hope none of us have to do it again.” You’ve all heard his stories about fighting gods in Switzerland in his youth, but they seem a lot more believable after all this.

“It feels weird that hardly anyone even knows about any of this.” You’re thinking of all the ordinary people going about their ordinary lives, even here in Cairo where the danger was lurking right in their own city. 

“What do you want, a parade?” Jotaro asks jokingly, but your silly boyfriend answers before you can.

“Actually, yes! Wouldn’t you like to see a Silver Chariot parade balloon?” 

“I don’t think Hermit Purple would make a very good balloon.” Mr. Joestar actually sounds disappointed. 

“How would the balloon makers even know how to make a Chariot balloon?” You ask, thinking of how most people can’t see stands.

“I would draw them a perfectly accurate reference picture, of course!” He brags. “It would be just like the Mickey Mouse balloons, the perfect advertising for Polnareff Land! Man, now I wish we really were getting a parade.”

“Would you settle for a victory kiss?” You ask, and he turns to face you.

“I would be honored to accept such a wonderful prize.” He puts on a voice and bows lightly like some kind of knight in a movie. You catch Jotaro rolling his eyes over Polnareff’s shoulder before he rises, but that’s not enough to bring your mood down. Especially when you have Polnareff, the two of you giggling against each other’s lips before a proper victory kiss, long and just a little too heated before you push him away.

“Jean! Not the time.” You swat his arm lightly, but he just winks at you.

“Ah, to be young again.” Mr. Joestar sighs.

“Good grief.” Jotaro turns to get back in the car that brought you all out here.