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ineedtherapist · 1 year

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Ca we have the crusaders with a touch starved Fem!s/o? She is like and at the same time loves to give affection back!

Eyyyoooo I have some free time today so LET'S FCKING GOOO

This idea is so fcking cute AHAHJAJ

13/12 =I'm sorry cuz I kinda lost idea on polnareff and avdol💀

side note: HELP- I DON'T KNOW HOW TO WRITE FR-

Crusaders with a touch starved fem!s/o hcs

Jotaro

"...yare yare daze. C'mere"

Jotaro is crazily good with physical touches. Like bro is Holly son and Joseph grandson. One way or another he definitely carry that genes in him.

This guy is stupidly observant, prob already notice about it but never says a thing.

OMG I HAVEN'T WRITE FOR AGES I'M LOSING MY TOUCH

He's a mysterious typa guy so yes he wouldn't reciprocate that much when in public but I guaranteed you when both him and his s/o are alone he'll initiate the first move.

Doesn't mind his s/o touch him as long as they understand his boundaries.

Actually loves,enjoy N appreciate it especially after having a rough day.

HANDS ON HEAD HANDS ON HEAD HANDS ON HEAD-

and on waist too as a matter of fact.

while laying down.

cuddling.

forehead kissing.

their s/o rambling bout their day

and him listening with occasional 'mmhmm and then?"

yeah. feel a bit too personal ifykyk

When he actually knows how much his s/o love physical contact he'll try to do it subtly but as much as possible and won't say a thing if they do it to him in public. cue to Holly kissing his cheek every morning

Sometimes most of the time Polnareff gonna tease him and his s/o and it kinda went like this :

"Hey joot! ya mind if I borrow ur sweetheart for a sec? I'm having a severe withdrawal symptoms from being single as heck. Now c'mere lov- AAughHhhGhh????!! GODDAMN IT JOTAR- FUCK! I'M GONNA DIE! JOTARO!!!!"

Everytime he did that, Jotaro gonna summon star platinum to hug him instead and well- all of the crew get to see a fcking 20+ yr old scream in absolute agonize and by the end of the "cuddling" sessions his face covered with snot and tears.

Due from that absolutely horrifying scene oldseph keep his words to himself though there are still times where we can actually see quite the scene.

Kakyoin would be a bit embarrassed, not in a bad way just kinda surprised with what's happening in front of him though when he get used to it, he's silently cheering for both of his friends.

Avdol takes pictures of all the little cute scenes and put it in a collection.

Marriage present he will say with a small smile.

Kakyoin

"...yes... I'm free.. r u sure? 'kay then. here- OMPF"

This guy is def as touch starved as his s/o. Worse, unlike his s/o, man doesn't even notice it.

Kakyoin sees physical contacts as an act of professionalism and rarely initiate one unless necessary.

He does it with his parents ofc but again very rarely and mostly on special occasions.

Think about it a lot actually but never voice it out especially if his s/o barely try to show they wants it.

When they did, oh boy it's one hell of a ride.

He'll get awkward at first but gradually warm up and well- get ready cuz you're prob will be in contact with him all the time no matter how big or small.

hand holding? yes. hand on waist while being side by side? yes. resting heads on each other laps? yes. shoulder touching while sitting? yes.

He'll be and look really dejected if his s/o says no w/o a proper reason.

Though he is an introvert and will understand if you needed some space. Just give him a heads-up kay? poor boy think his s/o losing interest in him.

WILL search up in books or online on "how to hug a person" or "101 absolute ways on how to not be a creep when initiating physical contact"

He's embarrassed with pda mainly cuz he's not used to it but he tried to make it up later in private .

He also will try to actually be comfortable and open, letting himself to relish and return the affection.

Is absolutely overjoyed with the fact that his s/o love physical contacts cuz honestly deep down he really wanted to bond and be comfortable with the person he loves and the area he really lacks in are well- human contact.

He's glad his s/o is there to teach him.

Another one that'll summon his stand to make a- *ehem* two adult cry because they're as joot always say "being a pain in the ass"

Olseph

"c'mere babe! it's cuddly wuggly time."

Bro the best and warmest teddy bear ever been alive.

#1 physical contact lover.

Hug and kiss his s/o all the time.

Small simple contacts like hand holding while walking through the streets traveling.

Hands on ur laps.

No I will not elaborate.

SITTING IN HIS LAPS.

That can go two ways and again no I will not elaborate.

Though he would absolutely loves it if his s/o sit on his laps while both him and his s/o relaxing.

A normal sunny day on a porch. Him reading a newspaper with his s/o on his laps snuggling doing whatever they're doing.

Absolutely hyped when he knows how much his s/o wanted to be in physical contact cuz again that's his forte.

Tickle his s/o while him and his s/o in bed, just woke up from sleep.

And when his s/o return his gestures?

God.

He definitely make a right choice.

It always a contest between who can give more affection and surprise the others. the hell this is too cute Bye-

Flex in front of the crew all the time and no he doesn't get embarrassed. why would he? his s/o is the happiest things ever happened to him. he'll be damned to give two shits.

Polnareff

"Mon Amour~! can I rest on ur lap? pretty pleaseee"

#2 physical contact lovers.

Also hyped cuz his s/o wanted to be pampered and loves to pamper him back? HELL YEAH

He's extreme. that's for sure.

Zero conscience.

Hug? Kiss? Snuggle? Cuddle? Princess style carry? Name it and he'll be doing just that in a heartbeat.

Once him and his s/o in each other arms, it will took a lot of effort for him to actually let go

The type that surprisingly jealous and won't let his s/o do it to anyone else unless under circumstances.

Get tease a lot but never done anything. Bro confident in his abilities and charm as a man.

Avdol

"yes, I'm free. Of course! Here."

CUTIE AJJSJAJAJA

Ok look like I have every right to fangirl cuz bro so sweet with his s/o.

Avdol is reserved so he doesn't show much of a need or want to be in any literal human contact so it gonna make his s/o a bit nervous.

BUT!

He adores it. He thinks it cute and a symbol of deep trust between two ppl especially coming from someone as special as his s/o.

He reciprocate it whether public or private.

Hand holding. cuz it's sexy u can't change my mind

Very open and accepting in general.

Encourage you and also love to be pamper.

Honestly one of the most loving and normal guy in jjba fr and the crew itself fr.

ahhhh idk what to write but this man is an absolute cutie.

Doesn't get jealous since he trust his s/o.

Actually talk to his s/o about coming to him whenever they're in dire need of human contacts.

Doesn't get teased that bad by the crew. They're just genuinely happy to see avdol and his s/o relationship cuz it have calming and very comforting vibe.

Joseph tease him once in a while but nothing severe.

A bit possessive depending on the circumstances.

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worldsetfree · 2 months

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Tarot Readings: The Star in Love

Some headcanons about how I think my #specialinterest would be in love. I've sort of framed it as x reader, and I have to admit I'm feeling quite shy about posting this, but I'm trying to build up to posting more than headcanons.

Feedback and discussion is always welcome. :)

I must begin by saying I think it's very difficult to win Kujo Jotaro's heart. He is extremely introverted and often apathetic.

Unless

Attraction is born from intrigue and somehow, you surprised him. What's wrong with you? He needs to dig deep and figure this out.

Falls so wholly and completely in love without even realizing it. Wait a damn minute, he can't live without you. When did you become so important to him?

He'll need time to accept and be comfortable with that. Won't you get burned being too close to him? Isn't he too cool for this crap?

Opens up like a flower, in bits and pieces. Probably lets you in too deep and that's the moment he starts questioning why he's so comfortable. Good grief.

When Jotaro makes a move (and believe me, he will make the first move), it's with a one-liner and a gesture so completely unexpected it leaves you breathless.

He is, after all, a "go big or go home" type of guy when it counts.

Impulsive but always intentional, Jotaro is the type of man to kiss you to get you to stop talking for a minute. He's pleasantly surprised to find it makes you stop thinking altogether.

His heart can't handle this, what the fuck is he doing?- until you kiss him back and he forgets about the whole world for a moment.

This impulsiveness of his will certainly manifest in other situations, too.

In a relationship...

He is deeply devoted but struggles to express it.

Jotaro has demonstrated (in Parts 3 and 6 especially) that his loved ones will compel him to move greater distances than anything in the universe.

Affectionate in ways that may be missed or misunderstood.

Watchful. Notices when you're suffering and will be your champion in times when you can't support yourself (in his own abrasive way, of course).

Needs to be your rock. Nobody else will do. He's been taught that this is part of being a man (something he takes very seriously, despite how toxic that can be).

Expect small acts of service and gifts in place of words. Dinner's already made, the house is clean. He brought home something that reminded him of you.

Do you actually need him to do all of this for you? Only you know. But Jotaro feels secure in a relationship if he can take of you.

Part 6 shows how he pushes himself away when he feels like he can't.

To be honest, I think he would want to maintain his independence and try not to think about you too much when he's away.

But he melts into you when he's home and he might not be aware of how much he really missed you. He's never been very emotionally intelligent.

His partner is his peace in the storm of his life. Never doubt the lengths he would go in order to preserve that sanctuary.

#jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jotaro kujo #jjba headcanons #kujo jotaro x reader #stardust crusaders #diamond is unbreakable #diamond is not crash #stone ocean #ramblingsfromzawarudo

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saerotonins · 10 months

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lap princess

ft. kujo jotaro x gn!reader (the usage of princess is only for the sake of the title)

content warnings: fluff, modern!au, 3taro w/ less trauma LOL, suggestive themes if you squint, reader likes to watch some kdramas, characters are aged up to 18+, not beta read

wc: 775

notes: am i projecting? yes maybe...

you always like hanging out with jotaro in his room.

sometimes you two watch movies as to pass time, read books together, or most of the time, just bask in with other's presence.

jotaro had invited you over for some company and you knew that meant that you were going to be lying away either on his floor, or his bed. you have no complaints because that just means you get to spend time with each other albeit in silence.

this isn't a problem the two of you would think about. jotaro is a natural listener. often choosing to open his ears to whatever hyper-fixation you decided to dwell on, current interests, or even shows that you were currently watching, sometimes even opting to share some of his thoughts or even humming as to let you know that he was engaged to whatever you are talking about.

caged around his arm, you watched some k-drama on your phone while jotaro reads on his pocketbook on his free hand. the warmth he provides felt comforting, for someone who acts so cold, together with his tough exterior, he's surprisingly a great alternative for a teddy bear. although you might argue that he is better.

shifting from his hold, you began to lie down on the free space on his bed when he stopped you.

"what are you doing?"

"i'm just going to lie down a bit while i watch."

just as you were about to let your head hit the pillow, you suddenly felt both of jotaro's hands on either side of your head. your mouth was ready to complete until you realized he moved your head somewhere.

his lap.

despite the bold move, you don't have it in you to tease him. like his arms, his lap feels so warm, so soft despite his muscly build.

jotaro went back onto reading his book when he felt you squirming, trying to find the most comfortable position to lie down while watching on your phone. his breath hitched, his legs were crossed and coincidentally, he placed your head near his—

"(y/n), quit moving" jotaro felt his face turn beet red, thank the gods your attention was on your phone or else you would've seen how flustered he was.

"hold on, i'm trying to be comfortable," you argued back.

he finally let go the breath that he didn't know he was holding back when he see you settled on his lap, holding your phone to your side.

the silence was comforting and relaxing. jotaro likes to spend his time with even if it's only this simple. so mundane, yet so fulfilling, he thinks.

some minutes later, he felt a soft thud on his bed, he looked down and saw your phone lying flat on his bed, with your eyes closed and quiet snores accompanied by the voices of the ongoing drama from your phone. a small smile evident on his lips as he pulled his comforter on your body, providing you more warmth, he then paused the show on your phone so you can sleep in peace without any disturbance.

"jotaro! y/n! i bought some sna-" holly's voice came to a halt as soon as she opens her son's door, revealing the adorable sight before her.

jotaro's free hand gently patting your head that is placed on his thighs while his other is holding the book he's currently reading. your soft snores along with the quiet whirl of his room's air conditioner enveloped the whole room.

sensing the open door of his room, he looks away from his book and sees his mom wearing a giddy smile and tray full with homemade snacks and drinks. a slight smile formed on his face as he puts his index finger over his lips, as if playfully silencing his mom. holly then pursed her lips, hiding a playful smile while tiptoeing through jotaro's room. she then carefully and quietly placed the tray over the kontatsu to avoid making unnecessary noises that might get you out of your sleep.

after making sure that all is well, holly tiptoed once again to exit jotaro's room, not forgetting to send a small wave to jotaro and your sleeping form before finally closing the door.

it's like times like these when jotaro felt the most safe and allow himself to be vulnerable. the normalcy and domesticity that you provided in his life serves as a surprise but certainly welcomed. he likes that he knows that you're always by his side, always eager to help him in ways that you can and offer him your company.

even if it's just you laying on his lap.

#julie's world #jotaro x reader #kujo jotaro x reader #jotaro fluff #jjba fluff #jojo's bizarre adventure fluff #jjba x you #jjba x reader #jotaro x you #jojo's bizarre adventure x you

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beneathashadytree · 3 months

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LUNCH TIME - JOTARO KUJO X READER

Warnings : none I think, this is set between DIU and Stone Ocean, a sort of happy family AU, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : domestic fluff for the loml

Word count : 0.6K words

Additional notes : This is super short, but I just missed Jotaro🫶🏽

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“You got the shallots I asked for?”

“Yeah, they had an offer, a whole kilogram for 4.55. A steal, huh?” They looked proud as they handed him the bag with the ‘DISCOUNT!’ sticker. “They also had some fresh parsley on sale, so I got some.” After setting the rest of their purchases down, they leaned in to give him a kiss to the cheek. Loathe as he would be to admit it—if asked about it, that is—they noticed how their husband leaned in a bit, and how he even let out an absentminded (but certainly affectionate) hum at that.

“Thanks, I can work with that too.” Jotaro began to work on peeling and slicing the shallots, while they went to wash off the rest of the produce in the sink. Considering just how they fared in the kitchen, they sometimes thanked the higher powers that he was perfectly fine with being on cooking duty forevermore while they handled groceries. “What soup do you want?”

A confused look made its way on their face. “I don’t think any of the food you’re making goes well with soup. Unless you’re making miso soup, which would be too much.”

Momentarily setting the knife aside, he sighed. “Jolyne’s voice sounds weird. I think she’s coming down with something.”

“Aha. It’s probably cause of that ice-cream you two got yesterday. Honestly, what were you thinking, having something that cold in the middle of February, and on the beach no less?”

Their scolding fell on deaf ears, as they both knew that Jotaro was helpless when it came to Jolyne. Just one look at her dazzling smile and sparkling eyes and he was sold, giving in to her every whim and fancy. It was up to them to be the disciplinary parent, or else she would’ve turned out horribly spoilt.

The accusatory train of thought never got them anywhere with Jotaro, though, and they knew it was pointless to go on, so they turned to more important matters. “In that case, I can make her some vegetable soup with lemon and pepper. Works wonders, I tell you.” Standing up after having crouched to grab the broth they’d made last week and left in the freezer, he was giving them a dead-pan look. “What?”

“Do you wanna blow our house up?”

Rolling their eyes, they shoved his shoulder—which, unsurprisingly, did not make him even budge. “You brat. I made you that soup before when you were quarantined.”

“Could’ve sworn that was your mother’s,” he mumbled under his breath, amusement on his face as he turned back to dig out more vegetables for the noodles he was making. “I’ll cut extra for that soup. You just focus on not burning that broth.”

“Hardy-har-har.” With nothing more than mild annoyance, they started the thawing process. After a few moments of silence, they quietly asked, “Can you even burn soup?”

“Are you taking that as a challenge?” Jotaro snorted, somehow having already finished dicing up half the vegetables, and currently tearing open two packs of noodles. “You’ll find a way to do it. I wouldn’t put it past you.”

“You know what? Starve.”

“Hardly a threat, considering I can fend for myself. You on the other hand…”

“I’m off to wake Jolyne up for medicine,” they loudly interrupted, not before giving him a vulgur gesture with their hands. “Time for the cook of the house to work solo.”

“You forgot to—“ he tried to quickly interject, then sighed as they’d already long slipped upstairs. Shaking his head, he side-stepped to the abandoned stove, turning the flames on low. “Good grief. You really would’ve burnt the soup like that.”

Taglist: @blondeboyfriend @mrsgiovanna @boorishbrambling

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pillow-anime-talk · 1 year

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dating with jotaro.

request ; @needy-self-ship-jjba: can we have headcanons of what kind of dates jotaro like to go with his fem!s/o?

# tags: headcanon; current relationship; dates!au; romance; mostly fluff; a bit of comedy; soft!jotaro; pda; sfw

includes: female reader ft. jotaro kujo {jojo 3}

author’s note: i’m sorry you waited so so so long, darling. hope you will like it! also i tried to show the character of jotaro well! :D

↘ Jotaro doesn’t like dates. He’s not the type of romantic person who takes his girlfriend to exciting and crowded places.

↘ Jotaro is rather the type of man who chooses to spend time together at home or possibly in some deserted, quiet place (such as a park or a wild beach).

↘ Other types of dates that make sense to him include cooking together, going to a museum just before closing time, or a quick trip to the aquarium so he can see dolphins and other cute fishes, and buy a mascot in the shape of your favorite sea animal.

↘ I don’t think Jotaro is a clingy person either (or rather, he doesn’t look like that), but he has a cute little thing for you every time you meet each other – your favorite gummies, a basket full of fresh apples or a new keychain (you probably already have ten of them).

↘ In the privacy of your home, you like watching movies or series together, as well as eating salty or sweet snacks. He’s definitely a big spoon, therefore he’s the person who hugs you when you rest or sleep.

↘ I don’t think he’s a fan of study dates; however, if you are preparing for school or repeating material for a important test, Jotaro will certainly make an exception for you and test your knowledge by asking you various questions.

↘ Sometimes he acts like your father ‘cause he’s very worried and he feels an inner need to take care of your health; he will put a hat on you, give you his jacket, buy you something cold to drink during the hot season or, on the contrary, offer you some tea in late autumn and winter. He’ll definitely get upset if you don’t listen to him or do stupid things like running on slippery surfaces or staying up late on the phone/laptop.

↘ He rarely shows his emotions, but he really tries to be honest with you. You appreciate it very much!

↘ I also think that he’s very jealous and won’t be afraid to challenge someone to a duel. He doesn’t like to share, he doesn’t like other men close to you.

↘ But despite everything, he’s a good guy who always tries to respect you and take care for you (even though other women are reject quickly by him and he even insult them by saying that they’ll never be on your level).

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married-to-google-translater · 1 year

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Jotaro Kujo fluffy headcanon

Okay the best way to get physical attention from him would be to dress up in a dolphin costume and make dolphin noises...

It works every time.

Jotaro is definitely not the best at physical affection.

And he's even worse at verbal.

But Jotaro tries his best.

He just doesn't really know how to express his feelings.

Fortunately, Star Platinum exists.

Yes, in the beginning, Jotaro has to ask his stand for help.

But with time he will get better.

It would start small. At first, Jotaro would start holding your hand.

He tries to do it without paying much attention.

Jotaro would blush.

Usually he does not initiate physical intimacy.

In hugs, he would usually be a big spoon.

Public PDA would also be a thing.

Usually it's just holding hands.

Jotaro is not good at expressing if he needs physical intimacy.

Maybe after 15 years he's ready to express his desire for a hug.

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jampc · 9 months

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sweetener ; prologue

chapter 1

a/n:

i had so much fun writing this scenario and imagining reader's financial struggles. sugar daddy jotaro to the rescue lol :P let me know what you think and check out my other fics <3

pairing:

jotaro x fem!reader

warnings: power imbalance

abuse of power?

tags: sugar daddy, sugar baby, student, professor

you stared blankly at your bank account, sighing deeply as you mentally tallied your meager income from your part-time job at the local convenience store.

just thinking about your rent for the month was making your head spin, and you couldn't even afford to splurge on a nice meal once in a while.

you could barely scrounge up enough money to pay your tuition, let alone buy the textbooks you needed for your classes.

it didn't help that your professor was taking a sabbatical leaving you with dr. kujo as your stand-in lecturer.

dr. kujo was a no-nonsense professor who seemed to have zero tolerance for late assignments or excuses.

his lectures were strict and demanding, requiring you to keep up with every word he said.

still, you couldn't deny that he was easy on the eyes, despite his grumpy demeanor.

the way his crisp, white lab coat accentuated his broad shoulders, or how his hat hid his piercing blue eyes made your heart race.

it didn't matter anyway, he probably had a gorgeous wife or husband waiting for him after class.

you sat patiently during his lecture, scribbling notes diligently when suddenly, you heard someone clear their throat.

looking up, you realized dr. kujo had called on you, and you were zoning out instead of answering.

"where is your text book?" he asked sternly, gesturing to your empty desk.

"o-oh, um..." you stuttered, blushing hard. "i couldn't afford to buy it this semester.

"i've been copying my friend's notes and trying to look up the chapters online."

dr. kujo raised a brow, his eyes softening slightly as he watched your embarrassment deepen.

"go to the library after class," he instructed.

"get a photocopy and a notebook. don't come to my class unprepared again."

you nodded eagerly, grateful that he was allowing you a second chance.

as class ended and everyone began shuffling out, you gathered your things and headed for the library, but were interrupted by a voice calling your name.

turning around, you came face to face with dr. kujo standing before you, his large hands in his pockets as he looked down at you.

"let me drive you to the library," he offered, nodding his head toward the parking lot.

you couldn't believe your luck, not only was dr. kujo tolerating your financial struggles, but now he was willing to give you a ride as well.

climbing into his sleek, black car, you admired the interior, marveling at the plush leather seats and wood trim.

everything about it screamed luxury, and you wondered if dr. kujo always drove such a beautiful vehicle.

as you arrived at the library, dr. kujo parked and turned to you, his icy gaze meeting yours.

"come to my office tomorrow afternoon," he instructed.

"we need to talk." your heart raced at his words, wondering if you were in trouble or if maybe, just maybe, dr. kujo saw potential in you.

the next day, you anxiously knocked on his office door, shifting uncomfortably as he bid you inside.

dr. kujo gestured to the chair in front of his desk, watching silently as you sat, smoothing your skirt before clasping your hands tightly in your lap.

"you struggle financially," he stated bluntly, startling you.

"how badly do you want a better life?" you blinked rapidly, unsure what he meant.

dr. kujo stood and rounded his desk, towering over you as he leaned against the edge.

your breath caught in your throat, your cheeks burning as you stared up at him.

"dr. kujo, why did you call me down here-" "jotaro," he corrected, cutting you off.

"outside of class, you can call me jotaro." you swallowed thickly, noting his intense expression.

"answer my question. how badly do you want a better life?" you chewed your lip, uncertain of his motives.

was he mocking you? making fun of your financial situation?

"i-i do. very badly," you finally replied, unable to break his gaze.

jotaro tilted his head, a faint smile forming on his lips.

"i'm willing to offer you a unique arrangement" he explained.

"i'll become your... benefactor of sorts."

your mouth fell open, realization hitting you like a freight train.

jotaro was proposing becoming your sugar daddy.

spoon-feeding you lavish gifts and spoiling you rotten in exchange for a few dates.

part of you was repulsed, ashamed that you were considering such an arrangement.

but the other part craved the lifestyle jotaro was offering, desperate to feel the finer things you never thought possible.

"what would this arrangement entail?"

you asked softly, already knowing the answer. jotaro slipped a business card onto his desk, his long fingers gently sliding it towards you.

"discuss terms and expectations with my personal assistant."

he instructed. "when you agree, you will sign a legally binding contract.

she will handle the finances and coordinate our... meetings."

you took the card and slipped it into your purse, rising to your feet slowly.

"that is if you agree, of course," jotaro added, returning to his chair behind his desk.

you smiled shyly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "give me tonight to decide," you promised, excusing yourself as you left his office.

walking home, you weighed the pros and cons, torn between morals and desire.

that evening, as you rummaged through a fast food bag, struggling to budget your groceries for the week, you made your choice.

you pulled out jotaro's business card and dialed his assistant's number, excitement and shame blooming in your chest as she discussed terms and expectations.

#jjba fanfic #jjba #jjba part 3 #jjba jotaro #jojos bizzare adventure fanart #jotaro x reader #jotaro kujo x reader #kujo jotaro #kujo jotaro x reader

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chihirolovebot · 1 year

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wrap me up (take me home).

featuring. jotaro kujo/reader, implied jotakak/reader (past)

word count. 1.04k

synopsis. ten years after cairo, you pay a visit to a gravesite. thankfully, you aren't alone.

content. implied jotakak/reader, major sdc spoilers, mentions of death, gender-neutral reader, cemeteries, fluff, minor angst

merry ficmas masterlist.

You dream of Cairo one night.

You all sleep under the stars. The deserts get unspeakably cold during the nights, but you and Kakyoin make a sleepy cuddle-pile with Jotaro sandwiched between all of you, and though he grumbles and laments his lack of personal space, he doesn't push at either of you with anything near his full strength. Even at just seventeen he could've pummelled you both into chum. But he didn't, and he doesn't, so Kakyoin nuzzles into his side and you wrap yourself around one toned arm and start to point out constellations above you.

"How strange is it," Kakyoin says softly. "We're looking at the same sky as our parents back in Japan. They can all see the same stars as us."

Jotaro casts him a flat look from under the dark hair that tumbles over his forehead. "Don't get all sentimental when I'm trying to sleep."

"Sorry, sorry," Kakoyin relents with a breathy laugh as you tut and elbow Jotaro in the ribs for his crudeness. "I just... do you suppose we'll be home, soon?"

You bite your lip. You taste stray grains of sand and the kushari you'd eaten for dinner. "Dio can't hide forever," is what you conjure up when it becomes clear Jotaro won't answer. The boy in the middle stares up at the shimmering sky, blue eyes contemplative, softer than you usually see them.

You go to sleep seventeen years old and whole.

You wake twenty-eight, and it's cold.

Not the same sort of cold you'd find in an Egyptian desert at night. This one is clinical and smells of lemongrass air refresher; the air conditioning of your fancy hotel bleaches the oxygen in the room and makes your hair stand on end, and you irritably get out of bed to switch it off. Japan gets cold enough in January as it is, you don't need it and it's a total waste of resources, anyway.

At least you're only here for a couple of days.

You find Jotaro in the bathroom, skin gleaming, fresh-washed. He's dressed already, white suit luminescent against his skin, but for all his care to look put together you can see the circles stretching under his dull eyes, dark and deep.

"Morning," you conjure up. He nods.

"You slept okay?"

"Not really." You hoist yourself up onto the bathroom counter with a sigh. "I dreamed of Cairo."

Jotaro's shoulders stiffen. For a moment, you think he won't answer—but then he drops his eyes and mutters, "Me, too."

"Stars?"

"...Yeah."

You let the silence ruminate for a moment before hopping back to your feet with a deep sigh. "Come on, then. I'm freezing, I want a shower."

You wash and dress in simple black clothes. It feels appropriate for the day—it is one of mourning and respect, after all. And you've always sort of liked dressing in a polar opposite way to Jotaro. It calls attention to the both of you, draws eyes in the street, reminds you that you're still here, alive, still together and in love. You didn't die a thousand miles away from home.

Not like him.

Kakyoin's hometown is small and modest, and the same goes for the cemetery. You don't have to look for his headstone—you two come here every year on January sixteenth, after all. You pick your way across the grass silently, and you stoop down to press hydrangeas against the slab of marble.

And it's as it always is. You kneel, Jotaro stands. You both pray for his spirit, though you muse that if he hasn't found peace after eleven years he's probably shit out of luck by now. He's probably keeping himself around out of spite. Smug bastard.

You miss him so, so badly.

You feel his absence every time you wake at Jotaro's side, every time you take his hand and he has one left over, dangling emptily at his side. The age at which Kakyoin died has begun to feel younger and younger as the two of you grow older—and it's not all melancholy. You're married, after all. You're in love, unconditionally. But there is a gap there, too, always has been since that night against Dio eleven years ago.

You stand just as the hard earth is beginning to bite at you, hands shaking. Jotaro notices, because of course he does.

"Cold?" he asks, probably mostly to spare your feelings. You nod, and he grumbles under his breath as he envelopes your hand in one of his huge ones and tucks them deftly into his pocket. Jotaro always runs so, so warm—he was like your personal heater, travelling through planes of desert in winter at night all those years ago.

"You're warm," you tell him fondly. Jotaro casts a sideways look at you as you begin to leave the cemetery, as though trying to gauge if you're making fun of him. But you're not, of course. You're grateful.

After a moment of blank-faced scrutinisation, Jotaro's face softens ever so slightly, the way it sometimes did back in 1989 when he looked over you and Kakyoin, the way it seems to do so much more often these days as he sheds his teenage rage and sullenness.

"Yeah, it's freezing," he grunts, fingers squeezing yours gently. He's always so very gentle with you, always terrified of hurting you. He never could, which is something he has still yet to truly internalise. He's used to breaking things, your Jotaro. If only he knew how fast he'd held the three of you together. "We can catch a flight back to Tokyo tonight."

"Sounds good," you murmur. "We should spend Christmas here one year, you think? Kakyoin always talked about how nice this place was at Christmas."

Jotaro hums. "Not a bad idea. Erm... his mother did say we were always welcome. I dunno."

"I think he would've liked that," you murmur. "Hey. Thanks."

He blinks at you, expression just a touch bewildered. "What for?"

"Warming me up." Your hand squeezes his, lovingly, and Jotaro flushes and turns away, muttering profanity under his breath. You beam as you walk; in some ways, he really hasn't changed at all.

In some ways, neither have you. You're still dreaming of Cairo, staring up at the stars.

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risottoneroo · 2 years

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I read your Mista tiddyfuck fic and oh my god my brain melted! May we ask the same for Jotaro?

a/n: absofuckinglutely. however this one did get away from me. wish i was sorry

WARNINGS: MINORS DNI, NSFW, titfucking, questionable dynamics, slight verbal degradation, teasing

You tied the strings of your bikini around your neck, looking up at yourself in the mirror. You were really glowing, you had to admit. Being on a vacation for your PhD research was doing you some good. You were a marine biology student, working on a thesis about sharks. Your school had paid for you to visit the Caribbean for the entire summer in order to research the specific kind of shark you’d focused on in their natural habitat.

It was truly eye opening. Blacktip reef sharks behaved very differently in the wild than they did in your research facilities up north, and it was really beefing up your thesis defense. You were excited to continue your research. All the swimming and time in the sun had toned your body and given you a soft glow that you were enjoying as well. You didn’t lack attention from men, but there was one you had your eye on. The unfortunate part was that he was your thesis advisor.

Jotaro Kujo was acclaimed in the marine biology world for his thesis on the Morioh starfish. He’d made many groundbreaking discoveries, and you were so excited to discover he was your advisor. But nobody had told you he was so hot. You’d developed a crush on him, which was only made worse by spending so much time together. You’d caught his eyes lingering on occasion, but had never been lucky enough to catch him alone for long. This trip would change that. It had been a week, and you were ready to make your move.

The first part of your strategy was the string bikini. You’d somehow finangled a day off, and also convinced Jotaro to come with you to free dive and drink on the boat provided by the university. Something convinced you he was no stranger to breaking the rules. All you needed was to push him a bit, and the bikini was the perfect move. It supported your breasts surprisingly well, and would hold together just enough that you could ask him to retie it often without having a true wardrobe malfunction. You looked at yourself in the mirror again and blew a kiss. Perfect.

You opened your bag and checked inside. Food for lunch and dinner, beer, and rum. Perfect.

You trotted out of your hotel room and down the hall. Your hotel was a local business that survived on being quaint and clean. It even still had real room keys for everyone. You and Jotaro had exchanged the extra key, in case anyone needed something. You knocked twice on his door, then slid the key into the lock and opened the door. “Doctor Kujo, are you decent-?”

He was not. He was coming out of his bathroom in only a towel, and when he saw you, he froze. The towel slipped, and you caught a glimpse of black, wiry pubic hair surrounding his soft cock. You flushed red and turned away. “I’m so sorry!”

He sighed softly. “Y/N, we agreed that the keys were for emergencies. Not barging into my room because you’re impatient.”

You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak. You were still turned away from him, staring back out at the hallway. He sighed again, and you could hear him getting frustrated. “Good fucking grief. Close the damn door and sit down. You’re already here.”

You nodded and closed the door. You turned back towards him. He’d picked up the towel, but still wasn’t covering himself. He turned towards his dresser, offering a tempting glance of his soft cock from the side. His endowment was impressive, even flaccid, hanging heavily between his legs. Your mouth watered and you looked away. He snapped his fingers. “Hey. Y/N. Sit down. You’re ready to go, so it looks like you’ll have to wait.”

You cleared your throat and looked back at him. “I shouldn’t stay if you’re-”

He tilted his head, a glint in his eye. “Naked? Like you haven’t thought about it before. Sit on the bed until I’m ready.”

You sat.

He pulled out a tight “jammer style” suit, sliding it up his muscular legs and over his cock. It clung to his body perfectly, cupping his bulge. You swallowed hard and looked away. Watching him was turning you on, and you shifted a little bit. Why was he showing off?

Jotaro’s soft chuckle caught your attention, and when you looked at him, that same glint was in his eyes. “You thought you had me by the balls, didn’t you? Thought I didn’t know why you were asking me to go free diving and drinking? I wasn’t born yesterday.”

You opened your mouth, and he cut you off. “I was married, but I’m sure you know that. And I’m sure all of you coeds jump at that past tense, too.”

He approached you slowly, stretching his arms over his head. He gripped your jaw in his hand. “Nothing to say now, huh?”

You blinked. “Doctor Kujo, I’m sure I don’t know-”

He chuckled and let you go. “Don’t know what I’m talking about? That’s funny. I’ll play your game. You’re interesting, and I enjoy your company. We can do this.”

You were confused, to say the least, but you decided to go along. Jotaro shouldered his bag, which you assumed had your diving gear and towels. “Let’s go.”

You followed him wordlessly. He led you out of the hotel and across the street, to where your boat was docked. He stood at the wheel and started the boat, and you sat next to him. You stayed quiet until he started up the boat and you were well on your way to the reef you’d planned to dive on that day. “So, I’m not in trouble?”

Jotaro chuckled and looked over at you. His blue eyes were unfathomable. “With the university? No. But with me? That may be a different story.”

You swallowed. “I don’t know if that’s preferable.”

His deep chuckle sounded again. “It’s preferable to being kicked out of your program for making advances on your advisor. I think you’re very intelligent, and it would be a waste to deprive the world of your discoveries simply because you saw me naked a few times.”

He cut the engine. You’d reached the reef. He stood and looked down at you. You cleared your throat. “I’ve only seen you naked once.”

He reached out and traced your cheek from your temple to your chin. “I also think you’re very attractive. If today goes the way I suspect it will, you’ll see me naked a few more times.”

You shivered. You were definitely losing control. You stood, still about a foot shorter than him, and looked him in the eye. “Then let’s start by leveling the playing field.”

Keeping eye contact, you untied the strings on your bikini and let the top fall. His pupils dilated, but his eyes stayed locked on yours. You reached for the string at the bottom and pulled them free of your body. You held your swimsuit bottoms up to him, smiling. His whole body was tense. You’d regained control. “Well, Doctor Kujo. I think that makes us even.”

He made a move to grab you, but you slipped his grasp and jumped into the ocean.

The water was quiet and cool, a perfect contrast to the blazing heat of the Caribbean around you. You relished the feeling on your bare skin, and sank deeper into the blue.

You heard a loud splash, and turned. Jotaro was in the water now, sans his own swimsuit. You grinned at him and swam away, but he was fast. His hands closed on your waist and pulled you to the surface. You both breached the water, face to face. He tilted his head. “I’ve wanted to do this for a while.”

You giggled. “Skinnydip with me?”

He growled. “No, this.”

He grabbed your face in both hands and kissed you hard. You kissed back fervently and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in closer. His skin was warm against yours. You could feel his cock against your thighs, slowly thickening. When you wrapped your legs around his waist and slid your tongue into his mouth, he groaned and broke the kiss. “Get back on the boat.”

You nodded, clambering up the ladder and onto the deck. He followed, now towering over you again. He grabbed you from behind, pulling you to his chest. You could feel his cock pressing into your back. He was fully hard and throbbing. “Bend over the side of the boat and stay there.”

You nodded, and he released you. You bent over, gripping the side and wiggling your ass at him. You expected him to slide his cock inside you, so it was a surprise when you felt his tongue sliding over your cunt. You moaned, knees shaking already. “Fuck-”

He chuckled softly, pulling back. “Your pussy tastes good. Good girl.”

He smacked your ass roughly and went back to licking your cunt, his tongue sliding back and forth over your clit. He was talented. You were already gushing over his face. “D-Doctor Kujo, that’s so fucking good-��

He started flicking your clit back and forth faster, and you shuddered. “Oh fuck-”

He moaned, his hands gripping your hips and pulling your pussy harder onto his face. You felt your knees threatening to give out. You gripped the side of the boat with white knuckles, moaning louder. “O-Oh, yeah- Yeah-!”

He growled, licking you harder. Your thighs shook. “Fuck, fuck!”

His grip on your hips was bruising you, but you relished in it. Your stomach was tightening up, and you gasped out, “Doctor Kujo, I’m gonna cum-”

He pulled back, his thumb resuming his tongue’s pace on your clit. “Cum on my fucking face, baby. Be a good girl.”

He leaned back in, his hand sliding back to your hip and his tongue flicking your clit. You squealed and came hard. Your pussy gushed all over his face, running down your thighs. He moaned, one hand moving from your hip to grip his cock. Your orgasm rocked your body hard, and you were trembling when he finally pulled away.

You slid down to rest on your knees, breathing heavily. He pulled you to his chest. “You were so good for me.”

You nodded, catching your breath. “Thank you, Doctor Kujo.”

He kissed your cheek and stood. “I’ve thought about this for a while.”

He stepped around you and cupped your cheek. “So pretty on your knees like that.”

You drank in the praise, leaning into his touch. “What are you going to do?”

He smiled wickedly. “Those tits of yours look starved for attention. Sit up.”

You obeyed, and he cupped them in his hands gently. “Perfect.”

He pushed them together, practically salivating. His cock bobbed, clearly deprived of touch. You leaned in and licked up the underside, and he groaned loudly. “Dirty girl.”

You smiled up at him. “Do you want to fuck my big tits, Doctor Kujo?”

He nodded. “For a long time.”

You leaned up, presenting yourself. “Do it.”

His cock twitched, precum drooling from the slit. “Fuck.”

He thrust between your tits, his precum lubricating his way. You hummed softly, watching as his tip emerged from between your tits. “Does that feel good on your big cock, Doctor Kujo?”

He gasped. “F-Fuck yes. It feels so fucking good-”

He began to buck his hips, his thighs shaking. “Goddamn-”

He threw his head back, squeezing your tits tighter around him. “F-Fuck- unh-”

His thrusts sped up, making him moan loudly. “Oh, yes- Oh- Unh- hah- Fuck!”

He looked down at you with hazy eyes. “Fuck, you’re taking my cock between your fucking tits- G-Good girl, good girl- Hunh-”

You bit your lip, watching him thrust desperately. “Cum on my face, Doctor Kujo-”

He gasped and moaned, cock pulsing hard. “Fuck yeah- Unh- Gonna cum- Gonna cover that pretty fucking face-”

He rammed home, cock throbbing and jumping. “C-Cumming-! Cumming so fucking- UNH-!”

You closed your eyes just in time for his first rope of cum to land on your cheek. Jotaro was gasping and bucking shallowly, the biggest orgasm of his life washing over him. “Cumming on that fucking face- fucking slut- Unh- Unh-”

His vision whited out, and he staggered back. You opened your eyes and pulled him back in, sucking his cock into your mouth and milking the last few spurts. He panted, hanging onto the side of the boat. “F-Fuck.”

You pulled back and looked up at him. “Good?”

He nodded. “Good.”

You smirked. “Now I need to wash this off.”

Jotaro chuckled. “Probably.”

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cherrykamado · 1 year

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The sound of ethereal melody fills the air and reverberates through the wall. long notes, unrushed — as though urging one to indulge, breathe and savour each chord. As if inviting one to float, to be lulled and slowly enveloped by the tension of the melody that can only go in crescendo. As if telling one to let themselves be touched by each pull of the chords in the guitar.

It's inevitable to just close one's eyes and sway, and let one be touched by the warmth of the melody, but also letting the chill of the gradually fade to hit you back to reality; only to be struck by one of the best riffs ever known to man. It's slow, reverberating. One can feel themselves in a wide room, wide room that shrinks whenever the drums start to accompany the melody. Shrinks until it loosens up and the song takes off. The trip is never-stopping. The keyboard just pushes one by the back and elevates you a few inches more. The song, as a whole, feels like surrendering oneself to a whole experience.

Even when it turns more subtle, more gentle, around six minutes and a half later. There are moments of awareness, where you remember his hand is on yours, where the warmth grounds you momentarily before you're, naturally, drawn back to the trance.

It's maginificent, it's a masterpiece. It doesn't feel at all like almost ten minutes have gone by. Picki up the lyrics by just letting them dance into your ear, cross your brain, then come out through your other ear. Letting the tension make your muscles clench like you've become the song.

And, once again, calm. And the gentle sway of a strum, and the notes of a saxo telling you to pay attention to it — but you just let it pass.

Then, it starts to die down.

Then, silence.

Back to reality.

"So, Crazy Diamond, huh?"

A tenuous smirk sneaks into plain view, tugging at Jotaro's lips, which you only notice when tilting your head to meet his gaze.

Only you could get it.

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worldsetfree · 3 months

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Stardust Crusaders × Reader: Motion Pictures

(+ bonus card at the bottom of the cereal box!)

Finally, you and your travelling band of troubadours have arrived at a hotel for the first time in days. It's early in the evening, everybody's exhausted, so you decide to retire to your rooms early and decompress. But you want to take some time, either with the group or your special someone and unwind with a movie.

(Trying to stay as canon-compliant as possible, so only movies that came out in or before 1988. Enjoy! Feedback welcome.)

I. THE MAGICIAN

Muhammad Avdol hasn't watched a lot of movies tbh. Down for most anything. Spending time with you is the true privilege.

Tbh I am struggling so much with picking a movie for him. His favourite movie canonically is Midnight Run, so maybe he'd recommend something like From Russia With Love?

I think he would let you pick if it was only the two of you and just be happy for the time together. He is the sweetest of men.

Respectfully tender. You want to share a blanket? You want snacks? You want to kiss? He's prepared and willing for anything.

Toasty warm if you want to cuddle. Leaves him delightly flustered.

V. THE HIEROPHANT

Omg this bean. 💕 Kakyoin Noriaki wants you to watch something that is of great personal significance to him but he's fearful of rejection.

He'll pick something a little bit artsy (and maybe pretentious), but something he holds dear to his heart. But it's Kakyoin, and he's also kind of a weirdo. He's gonna pick something a little out there like Blade Runner. The Princess Bride?

Please, bear with him. He's doing his best. Does the movie fit the vibe? Maybe not. But it's about being next to you.

Wants to cuddle, is too nervous to ask. You're gonna have to be the bold one here.

Watch his face flush to match his hair if you pull him in close and kiss his cheek. He's gonna want to do this every night from now on.

VII. THE CHARIOT

Oh Lord, Jean Pierre Polnareff has been waiting for this moment. He wants to fall in love. This is his chance to woo you, mademoiselle.

Already has a running list of appropriately romantic movies. Settles on Dirty Dancing (he is incorrigible). He doesn't actually care about the movie, this is all just a scheme to set the mood.

Chatty as fuck during the movie. Sweet nothings in your ear and distracted commentary on the movie. His stream of consciousness, really. Wants to see you blush.

Offers to let you sit/put your head in his lap. C'est magnifique if you take him up on that.

He is a gentleman, he won't try anything you don't want. He is going to ask to kiss you, though. Even if it's not the first time you've kissed today. He can't help himself.

IX. THE HERMIT

Joseph Joestar is either trying to inspire the group with some big moral lesson or he's leaning on his comfort films in private with you. No in-between.

"Comfort films" means Indiana Jones. That's it. There's a new one coming out next year, you know? You'll go see it with him, right? He's just as handsome as Sean Connery!

He's gonna try the ol' big yawn and stretch into holding you trick. Thinks he's slick.

Somehow he's already eaten the snacks. Pest. Will get more if you ask nicely.

The type of man who waits til you're very engrossed in the movie, then distracts you by kissing your neck. Success may vary. What do you mean Indiana Jones doesn't get you in the mood?

XVII. THE STAR

Good grief, why do you have to do this right now? Kujo Jotaro is tired and wants to sleep. You're so needy.

(He's thrilled by the idea and would love to turn his brain off for a night).

In front of the guys, he wants to watch some cool action movie. Top Gun? Yojimbo? More of a cinephile than he lets on. In private, he is more comfortable being the dork we know he is. Might suggest detective fiction or a documentary.

Adores these quiet moments of respite. Will play with your hair. Pamper him a little bit with soft affection and see his brows finally relax right before your eyes.

Will end up falling asleep on your shoulder, with his arms wrapped around you. Will beat up anybody that tries to tease him about it. RIP Joseph

0. THE FOOL

(He's a dog. Obviously platonic)

You're done. Fuck these guys. Fuck this whole trip. They have tried your patience for the last time today.

You and Iggy will cuddle up on a soft hotel bed and watch a Disney movie or something and have a self-care night.

Do a face mask. Realign your chakras. Enjoy strange flavours of gum. Live your best life.

Iggy is suprisingly okay with this turn of events. He lays in your lap and lets you pet him. Finally, he has found peace.

The men are distraught grumpy about missing out on this. Open the door, please. They're sorry, they promise they won't fuck up and do any stupid shit without listening to you again. Please!

Bonus Card:

IV. THE EMPORER

Baby, he's never wanted to do anything more in his life. He swears! Hol Horse loves taking time to unwind with you!

You already know this man is going to try to charm you with a spaghetti western. Fistful of Dollars it is.

THIS AIN'T HIS FIRST RODEO. He's already got all the pieces together to make this a proper romantic night. Popcorn? Check. Comfy seating? Check. Cologne? Check. Handsome smile? Baby, you're screwed.

Takes it slow, lets you make the first move. Will make you swoon.

Like a bandit, he is gone in the morning, with a note telling you he'll be back again soon and to keep him in your heart. ♡

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saerotonins · 8 months

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so uh, i had this jotaro fic idea, here's the draft synopsis/summary that i made like, almost a month ago ????

years later after you and jotaro's divorce, jolyne slowly realized the weight it has been giving on your shoulders. the usual sparkle in your eyes gone, the stares you usually give to families with both parents present and a loving partner: jolyne was still a child that time but as she grew up, the hurt that brews inside of you became apparent as years had gone by.

one time when she was a child, she realized that the time where you were gone for two weeks, you were in a hotel, crying your eyes out, while kakyoin, polnareff, avdol, and even joseph took turns on taking care of jolyne while you were gone. as a mother, you couldn't bear nor didn't have the time to bawl your eyes out after the divorce and you're sure as hell that you wouldn't want your child witnessing you in your misery. so once you got the leave you were waiting for from your company, you booked a room and stayed there until you cried your heart out.

seeing the damaged it had done to you, jolyne— a decade after— made it as her life mission to go back in the past and stop both you and jotaro from being together. she just wants you to be happy again, and be free from the heavy feeling of your heart once and for all.

even if it means that her existence will be no more.

pls let me know what u think! 🫶🏻

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beneathashadytree · 9 months

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FAMILY - JOTARO KUJO X READER

Warnings : semi-nudity, first-time parents, this is set between SDC and DIU, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : domestic fluff <3

Word count : 0.7K words

Additional notes : Been rewatching JJBA and yearning for a family with this man.

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“She’s so small.”

Jotaro’s voice was just as small; quiet enough that they barely heard him through the thin walls separating the bathroom from their bedroom. After having washed up a little in the middle of the night (something they rather enjoyed, amidst all the fuss of waking up at ungodly hours to feed their daughter), they made their way back to their room.

The scene they walked in on was something that must’ve come straight out of their most personal dreams, one that a younger version of them would’ve been pining after every single day and blushing furiously as their imagination ran with them.

There was Jotaro, lying back in bed with his legs crossed as he always was—only this time, his shirt was pulled off and strewn to the side somewhere. Jolyne’s tiny body was nestled against his naked chest, her clean skin a little flushed and all endearing. Her entire fist was curled around just one of her father’s fingers, while his other hand cradling her head was carefully brushing through her dark tufts of hair.

It was that sight alone that sent their heart pounding in their chest and threatening to burst through their ribcage with sheer adoration. “You’re really keen on listening to the nurse’s advice for skin-to-skin contact, huh?”

His response wasn’t verbal; just a nod of his head and a mesmerized look on his face as he watched their daughter coo a little at the soothing motions he did. She seemed to be just as attached as he was, half-asleep and blinking up drowsily at him, while still leaning into his every touch in the way that endearingly clingy babies did.

“Jolyne likes it,” Jotaro simply said, his teal eyes softer than they’d ever seen as he regarded Jolyne with that same rare adoration that he bestowed upon the very few people he adored, undeniably so. He only tore his gaze away from her to look at them as they crawled into bed beside their spouse and daughter. “It’s late, and you’re tired. You should sleep.”

“So should you.” Their hand came to rest on the left side of his chest, palm settling against the warm skin and feeling every reassuring thump of his heart beating. A soft caress only helped his heart to pick up the pace, and a small, almost-imperceptible blush to rise up the tips of his ears. “You’ve been getting up almost every single night, and even feeding her on the days I’m too exhausted. You need rest too, darling.”

Jotaro stilled for a few moments, before turning his attention back to little Jolyne, who seemed to be close to slipping back into her dreamless slumber. He didn’t utter a word for a bit; long enough for them to start doubting he’d say anything at all.

Until, that is, he broke the silence with six little words, softly spoken with all the yearning in the world, and with his eyes looking so tenderly at her; like he was cradling the entire world in his hands, despite being calloused hands that had—for a heart-achingly long time—only ever been used for violence and bloodshed.

“I don’t want to miss anything.”

It dug deep into their heart and nestled there, right with all of the millions of reasons they’d already had and learnt as to why they love him so wholly; that keenness of his that branded him as someone so fiercely devoted to the few he let inside his impossibly high walls. And it was a privilege that they wanted to cherish forever.

“You won’t miss out on anything if you just let yourself relax.” They leaned in to press a soft kiss to his slightly-stubbled cheek. “We’ll still be here in the morning, I promise you. We’re not going anywhere.”

All they got was a grunt to show that he was listening, and nothing more. Jotaro remained fixated on the sight of Jolyne’s chubby cheeks smooshed against his skin, and rosy with the happiness of a good feed.

But they could see how their words seemed to settle into his mind, as the tension unwound between his shoulders, and his body sunk deeper into the pillows he’d nestled against. The small furrow between his thick eyebrows had slowly melted away, and the ever-so-gentle quirk of his lips into a half-smile brought their heart to a near-stop.

He huffed out what sounded like a quiet chuckle. “I’ll hold you to your word, then.”

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nickgoesinsane · 1 year

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Thinking about convincing Jotaro to sit on your face...

Your mouth waters in anticipation, and your hands grip the firm flesh of his asscheeks to spread him open. He smells good, citrusy and fresh like his shower gel. You blow softly over his asshole, making it twitch at the feeling. Jotaro pauses, his breath hitching, and rises back onto his knees before he can actually sit on your face. You bite back a disappointed groan.

“Are you actually sure? I’m… heavy.” He grimaces, glancing down at his massive body. He’s a solid two hundred and something pounds of muscle, which have softened a little since his highschool days.

Your expression softens and turn your head to press a kiss against his thigh. “I’m sure, babygirl. ‘Sides, being smothered to death by this tight ass of yours is the best way to go in my book.” You say, only half joking, and land a firm smack on one of his cheeks.

Jotaro rolls his eyes, “Idiot.” He grumbles, but settles over your face again. Though he doesn’t lower himself fully, afraid to smother you even though that’s exactly what you want, it’s enough for your mouth to make contact. You carefully run the flat of your tongue over his hole, and his entire body shudders. “Fuck,” He rasps, burying his face in his arm, and drops some of his weight on you.

It’s fucking great. He’s so hot and soft and yours. You groan into him and grip onto his hips to keep him from sitting up on his knees again. You lap at his hole with soft, gentle licks to coax him into relaxing. He sighs shakily, unclenching, and slowly rocks into the rhythm of your mouth. Testing the waters, you prod at his entrance with the tip of your tongue. Jotaro makes another small noise, but doesn’t attempt to pull away. The wood of the headboard creaks and groans under his tight grip.

Keep reading.

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seraphiism · 2 years

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𓆩 ღ 𓆪 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄

( someone thought ' THIS ISN'T GOING TO SAVE HIM ' why? don't answer that ; i knew more than anyone. )

chara : kujo jotaro fandom : jojo's bizarre adventure quote cr : queen bee - hbd

one. OH DEAREST, DIDN'T YOU KNOW THE SOUL WAS MEANT FOR BREAKING? how gruesome this survival is, your existence thrown into havoc because it is all your blood knows. soul against soul, a life for a life, loyalty in loyalty. the core of one's being clashes against another's ruin of humanity, but they'll say they're the greater man, anyway, because that's what evils do. and you'll want to ask them where they hid it, the good in them -- or why they sold their soul to the devil & the world, but you have to live, YOU HAVE TO LIVE, so you don't.

( he'll look at you when it's over, the one and only kujo jotaro, with terror in his eyes. there's blood on your face and he does not know if it's yours. it doesn't matter, anyway-- whatever you tell him, so you say it doesn't hurt, but it does, it always does, and you will tell him you are okay. )

two. you are sorry for lying.

( he knows. calloused fingertips wipe the sanguine off your cheek. in the wake of his touch, there is forgiveness. )

three. & love is not always found in words spoken ; you fall into the paces, learn all the ways he tells you that he loves you : the brush of his knuckles against yours is a good morning, be careful today, a kiss against your forehead is a good night, maybe i'll see you in my dreams, and his lips against yours is the quietest and loudest i love you, i hope you know that.

( you do. you love him, too, and he knows that, too. )

four. "jotaro."

"go to sleep."

it's four in the morning. you've been having nightmares, vivid in their cruelty, filled with a brewing violence and madness of what lies in your future together. you sit up, and so does he. he pulls you into his lap, silently, rests his chin on your shoulder. you're shaking, so he holds you a little closer, arms tightening around your waist, and prays his existence will prove to be kind in a brave new world.

so you lean your head back against him, try to smile a forced smile. he doesn't see it, so it's alright-- better that way, you think.

"you should tell me when something is wrong, jotaro."

"pot calling the kettle black."

you laugh half-heartedly, knowing you have already lost this conversation.

"please?"

he remains wordless, presses a kiss against your neck, and hopes you understand. it's alright. you do, and he knows that, too.

( another time. FORGIVE ME FOR ALL THE THINGS I CAN'T SAY. )

#jjba x reader #jojo's bizarre adventure x reader #kujo jotaro x reader #jotaro x reader #my first and last jjba fic . just kidding ( maybe ) ABASNDJKDHS THIS IS SO ABSTRACT #but i lov him i wanted to write smth for him !!!!#.: writing #srry i am reposting bc i had issues the first time :^(#if this doesn't show up im gnna repost again unfortunately

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jampc · 8 months

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sweetener ; chapter 1

prologue

a/n: chapter one!!! ahhh thank u guys for all the love i received on the prologue more to come i promise :3

pairing:

jotaro x fem!reader

warnings: power imbalance

abuse of power?, smut

tags: sugar daddy, sugar baby, student, professor, giving / receiving (dont know what else to tag im so bad at it ;-;)

later that week, you signed a legally binding contract stating all the conditions and limits jotaro had set.

agreeing to meet him that weekend at his private apartment downtown.

as the clock ticked closer to 8 pm, your stomach was twisted in knots, anxiety and nerves overwhelming you as you showered and dressed for jotaro.

taking one last glance in the mirror, you checked your appearance to ensure you looked presentable.

satisfied, you gathered your things and hailed a cab downtown.

exchanging a quick text message letting jotaro know you had arrived, you smoothed the front of your dress, butterflies fluttering in your stomach as the elevator whisked you to the top floor.

ringing the doorbell, you were greeted by jotaro wearing a pressed button-down shirt and slacks, his broad frame filling the doorway.

inviting you inside, he led you to the kitchen where a bottle of champagne awaited in a bucket of ice.

lifting two crystal flutes from the counter, jotaro filled them and handed you a glass.

raising his drink in a toast, his cool blue eyes locking with yours as he spoke.

"to new experiences and a mutually beneficial arrangement," jotaro purred, clinking your glass before bringing the rim to his lips.

watching closely as he sipped the bubbly liquid, you took a nervous gulp, the tart sweetness dancing on your tongue as you swallowed.

jotaro placed his flute on the counter and closed the space between you, his hand reaching out to caress your cheek.

"relax," he whispered. "no expectations tonight. i simply wish to enjoy your company."

taking a shaky breath, you forced a smile, his gentle touch calming your frazzled nerves.

jotaro's presence was commanding, but he was surprisingly sweet and caring, going out of his way to make you feel at ease.

"why don't we sit and get to know each other," he suggested, guiding you to the living room.

settling onto the plush leather sofa, jotaro poured more champagne and encouraged you to ask whatever questions you had.

taking another sip for courage, you decided to be direct and cut right to the chase.

"why choose me?" jotaro chuckled, amused by your boldness.

"because i admire your tenacity," he explained.

"i saw potential in you, despite financial struggles, and i'm drawn to strong, ambitious people."

he answered easily.

taking a slow drag of his cigarette, jotaro exhaled, the fragrant smoke swirling around his handsome face.

"now, tell me. what made you accept my proposal?" you hesitated, ashamed by your financial desperation.

staring into the bottom of your glass, you found the strength to voice your true feelings.

"honestly? i wanted what you offered," you confessed.

"life hasn't exactly been kind to me. i struggle every month making ends meet, and it breaks me financially and mentally."

jotaro hummed thoughtfully, stubbing his spent cigarette into an elegant ashtray.

leaning closer, his deep voice sent shivers down your spine.

"would you like more champagne?" shaking your head, you returned your empty glass to the coffee table.

"something stronger," you requested, bravely locking eyes with jotaro.

smirking, he rose from the couch and poured two tumblers of scotch, handing one to you before reclaiming his seat.

swirling the amber liquor, jotaro raised his glass to your lips, encouraging you to take a sip.

gulping the fiery alcohol, you coughed, the taste and burn surprising you.

jotaro coaxed you to try more until your head swam and inhibitions vanished.

you relaxed into the couch, giggling at jotaro's playful banter, enjoying his easygoing manner as he refilled your glass repeatedly.

"stay the night," he offered.

"i'd feel terrible sending you home intoxicated."

part of you questioned his motives, wondering if jotaro expected more than innocent companionship, but the scotch coursing through your veins washed away your doubts.

nodding eagerly, you agreed, unable to resist spending more time with him.

rising unsteadily, you followed jotaro upstairs, admiring his muscular back and narrow hips as he led you to the master bedroom.

collecting a pair of silk pajamas from his armoire, jotaro instructed you to shower while he retrieved fresh towels.

stepping under the hot spray of water, you savored the luxurious soap and shampoo jotaro stocked his shower with, reveling in the high-end products you could only dream of buying.

once clean, you exited the bathroom wrapped in a plush towel, finding jotaro perched on the edge of the bed waiting patiently.

glancing at the silky pajamas neatly folded on the duvet, you shyly approached, clutching your towel nervously.

"i um, forgot clean underwear," you murmured sheepishly.

smirking, jotaro crossed the room and retrieved a lace thong and matching bralette, holding them out for inspection.

taking the delicate lingerie, you eyed him suspiciously, wondering how jotaro procured intimate clothing so quickly.

"try them," he urged. turning your back, you dropped the towel and slipped the garments on, feeling jotaro's gaze rake over your exposed skin.

jotaro closed the distance, his mouth capturing yours hungrily.

his tongue swiped your lower lip, deepening the kiss as you sighed, melting against him.

jotaro tasted faintly of champagne and spearmint, his powerful arms wrapping around you as the kiss intensified.

tearing away, you panted heavily, heat pooling in your core as jotaro smirked, his lust-filled gaze roaming your flushed body.

sitting back, jotaro patted his thigh, beckoning you to straddle him. climbing onto his lap, his firm muscles rippled beneath you, his impressive arousal pressing against your slick core.

rolling your hips, you gasped at the friction, jotaro gripping your ass roughly as you rutted against him.

slipping a hand between your bodies, jotaro stroked your dripping folds through the thin material of your panties, humming with satisfaction as you bucked against his palm.

pulling aside the damp fabric, jotaro teased your sensitive bundle of nerves, his thick digit dipping inside, stretching you open.

burying your face against his neck, you whimpered his name, grinding desperately as jotaro added another finger, pumping steadily as his thumb circled your clit.

a tight coil wound low in your abdomen, your walls fluttering as jotaro curled his digits, beckoning you toward release.

chasing your orgasm, you rocked your hips frantically, crying out as jotaro sucked a bruise above your collarbone.

the sudden sensation pushing you over the edge as euphoria washed over you. riding jotaro's skilled fingers until your thighs trembled.

removing his digits, jotaro's icy gaze held yours as he lifted them to his mouth, tasting your slick with a satisfied hum.

your pulse raced as jotaro unhurriedly stood, depositing you on the mattress. leaning against the armoire, he lit a fresh cigarette, his unspoken words filling the air.

"finish what you started." he exhaled lazily, blowing smoke rings toward the ceiling.

you slipped from the bed and dropped to your knees, pulling jotaro's swollen cock free from his slacks.

swirling your tongue around the flushed head, jotaro sucked in a sharp breath, tangling his fingers in your hair as you swiped the length.

taking him deep into your mouth, you bobbed eagerly, drool dripping down your chin as you slurped obscenely. jotaro bucked into your mouth, the smoke swirling above you as his breath grew ragged.

his thighs tensed, hips jerking erratically before he thrust into your mouth roughly, emptying down your throat with a deep groan.

swallowing every last drop, you peered up through your lashes, licking jotaro clean before returning his length to its confines, zipping his slacks while he watched.

jotaro stubbed his spent smoke and tucked a sweaty strand behind your ear.

"you're so eager to please," he praised, lifting you to your feet. standing unsteadily, jotaro slipped the soiled lace from your body and removed the pajamas, ushering you into the rumpled sheets.

climbing beneath the cool fabric, your mind swam from the scotch, lids heavy as exhaustion engulfed you.

jotaro kissed your cheek, extinguishing the light and curling against your back. the feel of his warm body enveloping yours, the scent of his sandalwood cologne and lingering tobacco sending you drifting into a deep slumber.

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