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sslow-dancer · 3 years ago

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heyy may I request a family fluff modren au oneshots with jonathan joestar? ty!

A/N: Since you said family... I thought I’d add the rest of Jonathan’s (and Dio’s bleh) kids with George II AND Danny! :)

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“Thank You For This.” (Jonathan Joestar x Reader)

Warnings: none!

Description: On the Saturday after the last day of school for your eldest boys, you invite the entire family to a picnic at the local park. Though you face some challenges before getting to that first…

NOTE: P/P/T stands for “preferred parent title.” This one-shot is gender-neutral, I want all to be comfortable! 💙

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“Boyyys! Shoes. We’re leaving soon. We need to get a good spot to eat at the park so get ‘em on.” you call out from the kitchen.

It’s a Saturday afternoon, the sun is extra bright out in your beloved city of New York and summer is the season many students have waited for. Your sons just as excited.

George has just finished up his 8th year in middle school, Giorno’s 3rd in elementary and Donatello’s 2nd in elementary. Rikiel and Ungalo are yet to start. They’ll be going once the breezy fall/autumn season is back.

It takes a lot to take care of 5 boys in one household. Though luckily your job becomes a bit easier when your archaeologist husband, Jonathan Joestar, gets a few days off. And thus, you plan out family hang outs here and there. This time, spending a day at the park to celebrate your boys’ achievements.

You use a rolling pin to knead at the cookie dough on the counter. You had already baked up some double chocolate chip cookies but decided to make some sugar cookies as well as George, Girono and Donatello prefer them. The two youngest of the 5 having a sweeter tooth. And your husband of course not caring, the large man will eat everything his sons leave over.

You sigh as you don’t hear any noise from the top floor. You stop your kneading and go to wash your hands under the faucet. You dry them off on your apron and walk up the steps. Your ears are filled with loud noise and your eyes widen. You just walked into a chaotic scene.

There in the room in full view from the stairs lays a sleeping Donatello under a large pile of blankets. Giorno is in the bathroom brushing his teeth while Jonathan attempts to fix his messy hair. George’s door is closed and loud with the sound of video games inside. And the sight that has confused you the most- a naked Ungalo getting chased around by a Rikiel in pull ups with a towel. Danny barks behind the toddlers, Ungalo giggles as Danny reaches his side.

“Hey, what-“

You’re cut off when George exits his room and brushes past you with his face glued to his phone. You question your oldest as he approaches the stairs, texting god knows who.

“George, what the hell happened-“

“Don’t ask me. Dad only told me to get ready and I did that.” George replies in a blunt tone. He puts his phone in his pocket and pats the side of his leg, he mouthes a “come on” to Danny. The dog runs over and heaves happily as George pats his head. They both rush down to the first floor.

You place your hands on your hips and huff in disbelief. The youngest run past you, your face scrunching up as you grumble lowly. You manage to catch Ungalo by grabbing him by the shoulders and picking him up by the waist. You grab the towel from a dazed Rikiel and wrap it around your naked son. Ungalo wraps his little legs and arms around you as you direct Rikiel to go to his room and wait for you. The 3 year old pouts as he pads his way down. You sigh shaking your head as you approach Donatello’s room and knock on his opened door multiple times.

“Come on! Wake up, wake up. I told you to get enough sleep last night. And get those blankets off of you, you’ll overheat.” you exclaim aggressively. Your middle child groans, his arm reaches out as if there’s an alarm clock next to him. Ungalo giggles as he pulls at your apron and points over at a now ready Giorno walking down to join his older brother. ‘At least 2 of the 5 are ready’ you think ‘and the dog…” you add on humorously.

Half of your husband’s stature appears from outside the bathroom. He dries his hands with a small towel and walks out. He closes the door and looks at you. You lift an eyebrow.

“Jonathan…” you mutter frustratedly. A clueless Jonathan looks up.

“Yes, my love?”

You point at the naked boy in your arms, the boy sleeping under piles of blankets and the half-naked boy sitting on the bed carelessly swinging his feet. You place a hand on your hip.

“What is the meaning behind all this? Our youngest are practically naked-“ you lock eyes with Ungalo, you sigh “well…one is naked. And one is still asleep. Only 2 are ready! What’s going on? I thought you were good at controlling them while I’m busy…”

Jonathan laughs soundlessly, taking Ungalo from your arms and placing a kiss on your forehead. You groan.

“It’s no time to be lovey dovey here… I’m yet to prepare the sandwiches for everyone.”

“And I’m not trying to be, it’s just who I am. I want you to be calm. Let me explain.” he says with a sweet voice. You frown as you cross your arms and look down at your feet.

He walks over to Ungalo’s and Rikiel’s shared bedroom. He places Ungalo on the bed as he goes into their closet and picks out outfits for them. You stand at the doorway and watch him get your sons dressed.

“I was going to dress these boys first but Giorno told me he wanted to try a new hairstyle as he’s grown it out and plans to dye it blonde. So I helped him out with that. Donatello had already gotten up-“ he laughs a little, your mind wondering how he’s able to keep so positive as you’re worried that you won’t get the best spot at the park. “But he somehow fell asleep again after he played with Ungalo and Rikiel. He actually helped me shower them too so he must’ve fallen asleep before he dressed them fully.”

Ungalo happily runs out with his shoes in hand, telling his father that he can tie them himself. Jonathan nods in response and finishes tying Rikiel’s shoes. Rikiel giggles following after Ungalo. He smiles lovingly, you blink, a blank expression on your face. Your gaze going from Donatello finally standing up to get ready and back to him innocently smiling. You exhale through your nose.

“Okay, I believe you. Your story sounds- fine. But I’m still confused as to why you didn’t do anything about the boys and Danny chasing each other.” you ask with genuine uncertainty. Jonathan shakes his head.

“Well, that one’s on me. Which I apologize for. Even though I asked Donatello to dress them, I don’t blame him. All I did was tell them to go to their room while I helped Giorno. In truth, I feel Girono could’ve done everything himself but I wanted to bond with each of our sons before I go to work again. George and I even spoke before you were awake. I come home late often and don’t get to see all unless one or more of them are awake.” he places a hand over his heart “I swear an event like this will never happen again. Please do not stress, you know I don’t like seeing you that way.”

You hum, uncrossing your arms as you think. Well he only is one person, what do you expect? Your boys just got done with school too, they must be tired and desiring to sleep in most days.

Jonathan nears you and wraps his arms around your waist, he pecks the side of your mouth. You hum again, embarrassed at how angry you got. He knows you well, so he goes on to say,

“Don’t be embarrassed. You deal with them more than me. So it’s understandable that you got upset. Go downstairs and finish up. I’ll deal with Donatello, okay?” he caresses your cheek, his touch always soothes you. You hesitantly remove his hand and nod. You go down and become content when all your boys offer to help.

~Time Skip~

An hour later, you all arrive at the park. Lucky for you, a grassy area near a playground is open.

Jonathan lays out a large blanket for you all to sit on. You set down the two baskets of food and goodies and let your family get comfortable in their own seats.

“I call the PBJ!” Giorno calls out. Ungalo pouts and crosses his arm, he nudges at your sleeve.

“But I want that…” he says sadly. You laugh, searching through one of the baskets.

“Oh honey, don’t worry. I’m sure we have one more…”

You give him one and smile when he hugs your side. All the others ask of you and Jonathan for things and activities as the day goes on.

“Dad, can I go for a quick walk around the park?” George asks.

“P/P/T, may I have a cookie?” Rikiel asks shyly.

“Can I go play fetch with Danny? I’ll stay near, I promise.” Donatello asks.

“I want to look at the garden- can we go after they’re done playing?” Giorno asks as he points at Ungalo and Rikiel playing tag with the other kids at the playground.

You and Jonathan never said no to their questions. You love and trust them with all your being- them going against you is low in chances.

You collect your belongings and go to the garden Giorno asked to go to. You hold a basket in front of you as you watch Giorno educate his brothers about the different plants and insects. Your heart melts as George picks up Rikiel and Donatello pick ups Ungalo to help them inspect the taller plants.

Jonathan removes the basket from your hands and places them in front of you both. You look at him confused. He smiles as he takes your hand and kisses the back of it.

“Thank you for this.” he whispers. You rolls your eyes playfully as you mindlessly ask,

“For what?”

“For giving me a family… I wouldn’t ask for anything in this world aside from pure happiness for you and our boys. You all keep me going and I appreciate you the most for that.”

You’re a blushing mess as he leans in and kisses you. You kiss back, true love can be seen by outsiders. You locks arms with him and place your head on his shoulder.

You and your husband resume to watching your sons bond and blossom.

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yanderefangirl · 4 years ago

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Rikiel and (Y/n) were watching a movie together. He felt bad about getting extremely angry over (Y/n) trying to drug him earlier, and while he knew that his anger wasn't unjustified, Rikiel still hated the fact that he had to punish his Cupcake.

He always hated it when he had to punish his Cupcake, even though Rikiel knew that he had to so that she would stop misbehaving and being disobedient.

Rikiel was thankful that his Cupcake wasn't with his older brother Donatello, because Donatello had admitted to breaking the legs of his own girlfriend when he had discovered her apparently cheating on him. He wasn't sure if Donatello's girlfriend had actually been cheating on him because she didn't seem like the type to cheat on anyone, but Donatello always countered with, "She is my girlfriend and she shouldn't hang anyone who I don't approve of. She needs to learn a lesson, otherwise she will just repeat her bad behavior."

Rikiel had to admit to himself that Donatello did have a point about what he had said. After all Donatello, was right about his advice with (Y/n). Rikiel hoped that one day (Y/n) could forgive him.

He reached down and rubbed her swollen stomach. He was looking forward to meeting his next child. After Zoë was born, Rikiel, on his father's recommendations, had given (Y/n) 4 years to recover from the pregnancy and birth of Zoë, then nine months ago he drugged (Y/n) with a aphrodisiac his father had given him and impregnated her again

Rikiel was pulled out by his thoughts by a loud bang. He kissed (Y/n) and got up and went to see what the noise came from.

Rikiel entered the toy room, looked around, and heard giggling coming from the toy box. He smiled and went over to the toy box and opened it. Zoë poked her little head out and giggled, saying, "PEEK A BOO, DADDY!”

Rikiel smiled, picked up Zoë, and spun her around while still holding her close to his chest and kissing her cheek.

"Hey there Zoë, were you hiding?"

Zoë giggled and nodded her little head and gave him a big sloppy wet kiss on his cheek, "I was playing hide and seek daddy! Daddy, can I please go and see mommy?"

Rikiel thought for a minute then nodded his head, which caused Zoë to clap her little hands happily. Rikiel left the toy room and carried Zoë to the living room. (Y/n) was sitting on the couch and rubbing her swollen stomach.

Upon hearing Zoë's excited voice, (Y/n) smiled and turned her head towards him and Zoë, "Hey there Zoë. How's my little baby girl doing?"

Zoë jumped down from Rikiel's arms and ran over to (Y/n) and hugged her, "Hi, Mommy! I’m doing okay, mommy. Me and daddy were just playing Hide and Seek, it was a lot of fun! I won. How's my baby brother or sister doing, mommy?" Zoë gently rubbed her little hands against (Y/n)'s swollen stomach.

(Y/n) cuddled Zoë and rubbed the top of Zoë's head, "I am glad that you had fun Zoë. The baby is doing fine, they are just growing and sleeping."

Zoë clapped her hands excitedly and giggled.

Rikiel then heard his phone ringing and went over to his phone and picked it up, "Hello?"

"Hello Rikiel, this is your father."

"Hey Father. Why are you calling?"

"You have become quite a bold son. I am very proud of that."

"Thank you Father. Please, tell me why are you calling? It's not like you to call for simple pleasantries."

"Well, I was wondering if Zoë could come over tomorrow for a sleepover? I hardly ever see my beloved sweet little granddaughter."

"I will have to ask Zoë if she wants to come over for a sleepover."

"I see. The doctor said that my new unborn grandchild is doing pretty good and that any day now (Y/n) will go into labor."

"Huh? he didn't say anything during our last visit."

"Well, you know that you can never be careful with (Y/n). She's a frisky and stubborn one. She did try to escape with Zoë from you a couple of days ago?"

"Yeah I know. She also tried to drug me earlier today."

"I see. You know how to pick them, son."

Rikiel said,"Hey Father, I am gonna ask Zoë now," He put his phone down without hanging up and walked over back to (Y/n) and Zoë. They were just singing little nursery rhymes. He smiled at this adorable sight and bent down to Zoë and asked, "Hey Zoë, Grandpa wants to know if you can come over tomorrow for a sleepover. Do you want to go Zoë?"

Zoë jumped up and down excitedly and replied, "YAY, GRANDPA!" (Y/n) looked uncomfortable at Rikiel bringing up his father, but she was always uncomfortable when his father was brought up or whenever his father was around her or Zoë.

She didn't trust him at all near Zoë and would constantly make sure that he wasn't left alone with Zoë if he was visiting them, especially if Donatello and Ungalo were with him. Giorno seemed to be the only one that she trusted around Zoë, but Giorno was starting to become preoccupied with his preparation in taking over their father's business, so he wasn't able to visit as often as he used to.

Zoë didn't seem to mind, but she had started to ask why her Uncle Giorno wasn't visiting as much and as often like he used to. But she was far too young to understand business, or rather grown up talk, as she liked to call it.

Donatello and Ungalo were surprisingly good and friendly uncles towards Zoë and doted on her and gave her gifts and treats whenever they were able to visit, but (Y/n) refused to allow Zoë to go anywhere with them without Rikiel or herself being there. Rikiel flat out refused to allow her to go anywhere with Ungalo and Donatello, while he did love them, he didn't exactly trust them with his Cupcake. They could hurt her and he couldn't bear it if anything bad happened to his (Y/n). Just the mere thought was enough to drive him crazy to the point that he actually had to take special medicine for it.

Rikiel went back to his phone and told his father, "Zoë would love to come over tomorrow, father."

(Y/n) let out a noise and when Rikiel looked over to (Y/n), she seemed to be trying to get up.

"I am looking forward to seeing my little adorable granddaughter tomorrow and I will have Zoë's room prepared for her. Take care son," Then his father hung up, (Y/n) angrily wobbled over and furiously whispered to him, "Our daughter will not be going over to Dio's place at all. I don't want Zoë to be alone with that bast... jerk."

Rikiel sighed frustratedly and said, "Cupcake... I know that you and my father don't have the best relationship, but Zoë wants to go over and see her grandfather. I don't think that it would be fair for Zoë to be told that she can't go over. She won't understand why she can't go over and she will think that it's her fault and that she did something wrong. Can't you just let our daughter go and see her grandfather?"

Zoë wasn't really paying attention to the conservation going on between her parents and was watching the movie. Luckily it was just 'Finding Nemo', Rikiel had a fondness for animated children movies, and he especially enjoyed watching animated children movies with his Cupcake. She seemed to rather enjoy watching the movies herself, as she wouldn't be as difficult as she often was.

His Cupcake angrily poked his chest and whispered yelled, "Don't you dare try to guilt trip me, Rikiel! Zoë doesn't need that jerk in her life. I…"

His Cupcake's voice trailed off as her eyes widened and as she let out a groan and clutched her stomach.

Rikiel was confused why she was doing this until all of a sudden it clicked to him, "Cupcake are you having contractions right now?"

(Y/n) glared at him and took a deep breath and grumbled "Why the hell does it matter?"

Rikiel picked up his phone and proceeded to call his Father. His Father immediately picked up and said, "Dio Brando speaking who is this?"

"Father, it's me Rikiel. I think (Y/n) has started having contractions."

His father sighed deeply, "I see. Well, it's certainly sooner then expected but that can't be helped. I will have Vanilla Ice come by and pick up Zoë. Remember to time her contractions and take her to the hospital when they are five minutes apart."

"Thank you for your help, Father. I will," He anxiously hung up the phone and went to Zoë's room and to begin packing her clothes into a suitcase for her while also making sure to pack some of Zoë's favourite books and toys. He could hear (Y/n) groan in pain every so often and could hear Zoë asking her mommy what was wrong.

After he was done packing, he grabbed a blanket, picked up the suitcase, and carried it back to the living room. His Cupcake was sitting on the ground, clutching her stomach, and breathing deeply in and out with Zoë looking extremely worried and concerned. Upon hearing Rikiel's footsteps, Zoë turned around and ran over to him, "DADDY THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH MOMMY!” She looked like she was about to burst into tears. Rikiel bent down, rubbed her little head, and hugged her to calm her down.

"Shhhh, it's okay Zoë! Your new little sibling is just getting ready to come into the world. You are going to go over your grandpa's place and stay there for a while."

Zoë sniffed and hugged him back, "Okay, daddy. I just don't want anything bad to happen to mommy or my new little brother or sister."

Rikiel rubbed her hair and kissed her little adorable forehead. After hearing the doorbell ringing, he picked up Zoë and the suitcase and then carried them both to the front door. He opened the door and there was Vanilla Ice standing with an indifferent expression.

"Hello Master Rikiel, Master Dio sent me over to pick up Miss Zoë and whatever she may need for her stay," He spoke with a monotone voice and held out his arms to take Zoë and her suitcase.

Zoë clinged onto Rikiel. Zoë wasn't particularly fond of Vanilla Ice and had told Rikiel before, that the creepy man scared her and that she didn't like the creepy man following her around and watching everything that she did and every movement that she made.

Rikiel could understand where his daughter was coming from, as when he was growing up, he had at times hated Vanilla Ice's behavior too, as unless Vanilla Ice was given explicit permission from Rikiel's father, he wouldn't allow for Rikiel or his brothers to leave his sight and behaved and acted like a overprotective mother.

But Rikiel was grateful for Vanilla Ice and trusted him wholeheartedly with Zoë's safety even if his Cupcake didn't. He handed over Zoë's suitcase to Vanilla Ice who wordlessly took it. Rikiel then placed Zoë on the ground and whispered, "Zoë, I know that you don't like Mr. Vanilla Ice, but you can't stay here, I have to take mommy to the hospital so that she can have your new little brother or sister safely. So, can you please be a big girl and let Mr. Vanilla Ice take you over to grandpa's?"

Zoë bit her bottom lip with her little arms swinging and said, "Okay, daddy. I’ll be a big girl. I love you, daddy. Please take care of mommy and my new little brother or sister," She hugged Rikiel tightly and kissed his cheek then let go of him and turned to face Vanilla Ice who was standing over her, "I’m ready to go to my grandpa's house, Mr. Vanilla Ice."

"Please, Miss Zoë, just call me Vanilla Ice. Don't worry, Master Rikiel. I will see to it that no harm befalls your daughter," That was all he said before he picked up Zoë with his free arm and carried her and her suitcase to a fancy black car that appeared to be running in front of his house.

The black car then drove off, Rikiel watched it for long as he could before he shut and locked the door and ran back to his Cupcake.

He was shocked to find that she was standing up in the hallway, clutching her stomach. She glared at him, the second that she saw him.

"How could you let Vanilla Ice take Zoë to your father's place? I told you I don't want Zoë to go over to that bastard's place!"

Rikiel quickly interrupted her which surprised him, "Cupcake, let's go to the hospital now," He reached out, but his Cupcake angrily slapped his hands away. Rikiel sighed at this. (Y/N) had acted almost the same way when Zoë had been born. So, he simply went to their bedroom and grabbed (Y/n)'s hospital bag and raced back to his Cupcake and flat out carried her to his car where he put her into the back seat of his car along with her hospital birthing bag, went to the driver door, got into the car and drove to the hospital. It was a half hour drive away from their house.

During the drive he noticed that (Y/n)'s contractions were now five minutes apart and knew that he made the right decision in taking (Y/n) to the hospital when he did. Despite how much she was screaming and yelling at him to let her out of the car and to go back home and her attempts to get out of his car which scared and annoyed Rikiel greatly.

Soon, they arrived at the hospital. (Y/n) was breathing very deeply between her yelling and screaming. Rikiel packed the car and somehow managed to get his Cupcake inside of the hospital despite her struggling to get away from him.

No one paid any mind to this. A nurse approached them and asked, "Can I help you, Sir?"

Rikiel looked at the nurse and answered, "Yes. I am Rikiel Brando and this is my wife, (Y/n) Brando. She's in labor."

(Y/n) was behaving like a child, throwing a temper tantrum. He wasn't particularly fond of her acting like this, but he understood that labor was painful for her and that she was just acting this way because of the pain.

The nurse seemed to be shocked when she heard his last name, but got over it quickly and immediately rushed to help him with his Cupcake.

She contacted the Maternity ward to alert them of the situation, got a wheelchair, assisted Rikiel in getting (Y/n) into the wheelchair, and they rushed to the Maternity ward where a doctor, midwife and a couple of nurses immediately came and brought (Y/n) into a birthing ward.

They had (Y/n) changed into a hospital robe, helped (Y/n) onto the bed and got (Y/n) sorted out.

Rikiel got a call from his Father and left the room to take the call.

"Hello, Father. What do you want?"

"I just wanted to know when I should bring Zoë, Ungalo, and Donatello over to the hospital to see the new baby."

"The new baby isn't here yet, Father. How's Zoë doing? Also what's wrong with Giorno? Why isn't he coming with you?"

"This baby is taking a lot longer to arrive than Zoë did. Zoë is fine. She's just watching a show with Ungalo and Donatello. Nothing is wrong with Giorno. He said that he would be coming to the hospital before us. Giorno should be there in a few minutes."

"That's great, I am glad that Zoë is doing well. Oh, listen, I gotta go. I want to be in the room when my new baby is born. Call you when the baby is born," He hung up after he exchanged goodbyes with his father. He went back into the birthing ward where the doctor told him that the baby was crowning, which filled him with joy.

Soon enough a lovely little baby boy entered into the world and immediately started crying. He was the spitting image of his mother, but with his father's eyes.

After Rikiel cut the umbilical cord, they handed the baby boy to (Y/n) who quickly took him and held him closely to her chest. The baby boy stopped crying and settled down. It was such a sweet sight to see. Rikiel came over and talked to (Y/n), "What should we call our sweet little baby boy, (Y/n)? I was thinking that we should call him something like Calvin or Emmett, but I want to know what you think."

(Y/n) smiled at the little baby boy and just said, "I like Calvin," without taking her eyes off of their sweet, adorable baby boy.

Rikiel smiled at this sight, and when the nurse came to clean up and do a check up on Calvin, (Y/n) had been very reluctant to let go of him, kissed Calvin's little head and handed Calvin to the nurse. Rikiel followed the nurse because he could tell that his Cupcake was exhausted and needed some space.

After the nurse was done with cleaning up and giving Calvin a check up, they went to the hospital room that (Y/n) was in. Giorno was already in there talking to (Y/n) about something.

About what? He didn't know because they changed the subject when they noticed him and the nurse approaching. He decided that whatever it was, it wasn't important. After Giorno wouldn't do anything to upset him ...right?

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