Hi! Just Found Your Blog And I Wanted To Ask For A Request: How About A Oneshot Involving Jotaro, Reader

Hi! Just found your blog and I wanted to ask for a request: How about a oneshot involving Jotaro, Reader and Jolyne? Either Reader can be Jolyne’s step mom or bend reality and make her Jolyne’s actual mom. Have fun with it! Thanks!

Author’s Note: AHHHHH i love these kinds of fics :] Reader is Jolyne’s stepmom, and Jolyne is approximately 11 years old

Hell’s Kitchen

With a gasp, you dodged the white powder that came flying towards your face. “Jolyne!” you chortled, “The cake batter is already in the oven; there’s no need for the flour anymore!”

The girl giggled and reached back into the bag of flour, scooping as much as possible in her minuscule hands, before tossing another load at you. This time, you had grabbed the nearest ingredient to retaliate.

An egg, straight from the carton.

You quickly strode towards her and cracked the egg in your hand before rubbing it all over Jolyne’s hair, making her gasp and laugh in glee. You picked her up before spinning her around.

The moment was interrupted by the ding of the oven. You set Jolyne down before grabbing the oven mitts that had been left on the counter. You pulled on the oven door and grabbed the pan, careful not to grip it too tightly in fear of the mitts’ insulation failing on you. You set the cake pan onto a mat and removed the gloves.

Jolyne had quickly followed, bringing the frosting and some icings to decorate and sign. You put the icing into separate piping bags, (F/C) for you and a neon green for Jolyne. By the time you had finished, the cake seemed to have cooled down.

Taking the tray-like piece of the cake container, you set the baked treat onto it before grabbing two spatulas and handing one to Jolyne. Her green eyes dazzled as she scooped up a glob of the cream cheese frosting and dumped it onto the cake’s top.

You grabbed your spatula and motioned for her to turn the cake stand as you spread the frosting along the sides, trying to even it out as much as possible. By the time the two of you had finished with the layer of frosting, Jolyne was literally bouncing in her chair.

You ruffled her hair as she pounced for the icing and started decorating the cake’s sides with sloppy hand-drawn butterflies. When she finished with her little doodles, you had her stand on the chair as she signed her name on the top. You did the same before adding a little message with a smile.

You sighed in relief as the tedious process, that had been turned into a bonding moment between you and your step-daughter, had finally been finished. Jolyne had grabbed the lid to the stand and secured the cake. She then waltzed into the living room, with you in tow, and began to watch cartoons as the two of you drifted off on the couch.

~

Jotaro entered the house with a sigh, placing his hat and coat on the rack before slipping off his shoes and entering the house. His eyes widened as he saw how much of a mess had been made in the kitchen.The attention drifted to the laughs of his daughter and you, joking about just how horrible Jolyne was at Uno.

Jolyne was the first to notice her father’s presence and ran towards him, ambushing Jotaro with a hug. You walked toward him and offered a kiss, to which Jolyne gagged at, before grasping his hand and leading him to the table.

On it was a cake that had messy butterflies and a message plastered on top: “(Y/N), Jolyne, and an upcoming Kujo.”

Hey! Is it cool if I request Crusaders headcanons for a reader who was injured in battle and now has scars/wounds on their face and feels really self conscious about it/tries to hide their face?

Ask: Hey! Is it cool if I request Crusaders headcanons for a reader who was injured in battle and now has scars/wounds on their face and deels really self conscious about it/tries to hide their face?

Author's Note: aww ofc!

Stardust Crusaders with an s/o that has scars on their face:

Jotaro Kujo:

He truly doesn't care about scars on your face because he still thinks you're gorgeous even if he doesn't constantly tell you.

If anything, he's a bit offended that you'd want to hide yourself from him.

He wonders if you just think that he dated you based off looks alone.

The last straw was when you refused to look him in the eyes while he tried talking to you.

He turned you to him roughly pressed a kiss onto your lips while lightly tracing your scar(s).

Noriaki Kakyoin:

He'd just be like 😐

LIKE HE LITERALLY HAS TWO SCARS ON HIS FACE.

Of course, he'd never be explicitly harsh, but he wants you to know that you're not the only one who has to worry about scars.

He really wants you to know that he still loves you and always makes sure to caress your face.

He really does adore you, with or without scars.

Jean Pierre Polnareff:

Polnareff is the sweetest boy istg.

He'd ALWAYS talk about how beautiful you were, but now that you're self conscious because of some silly scars, he lays it down ten times more.

He litters kisses around your scars and talks about how tough they made you look.

He claims they enhance your beauty, which he's obviously right about ;)

He's just an overall amazing and loving boyfriend, so he would be able to handle situations like this well.

Joseph Joestar:

This old man's not the greatest when it comes to serious stuff like this.

He does try! Joseph's just used to being able to joke about every situation.

When he sees that you're actually embarrassed of your scars, he steps back.

He may be very a little awkward, but he'll offer you some shoulder pats while trying to reassure you.

"Nothing on your face will ever make you ugly! Look, I have some scars as well, and I'm not ugly to you, am I?"

Muhammad Avdol:

Avdol's probably the most helpful of all of them lmao.

He'd simply offer a hug and a listening ear.

Everyday, he'd be sure to remind you that your scars didn't make you any less beautiful.

If he'd notice you trying to hide your face with any makeup, the tube of product that you used would mysteriously be gone within the next hour ;)

He's husband material please. I'm still mad because of how dirty he was done.

May I request HCs on Bruno x f!reader? Them going on an amusement park date? ✨

Bruno X Reader on an Amusement Park Date

Bruno is a romantic babe, I <3 him.

He’d definitely start off with some of the heavily greasy food sold in the area.

After that, he’d walk around with you.

He’d buy roses off the wandering vendors and definitely take you to the games.

He’d win you the best prize possible.

That happens to be a very big teddy bear with a tiny head.

Y’know that one.

Anyway, he’d be the voice of reason if you want to win yourself a goldfish.

“Dolcezza, you know it’s probably gonna die the next day. We haven’t even properly prepared a tank!”

And of course, the ferris wheel was saved for last.

The two of you would go on it while the sky was dark and all of the park was illuminated.

He’d obviously go in for a kiss while your cart is stopped at the top.

I mean, is there a better moment to do so?

Could you write something based on the prompt, "I'm sneaking out to get ice cream, you wanna go?" With Whichever character you see fit. I loved that prompt and thought it could be fun to leave it up to you for whichever character you think needs a little love. 💕

Author’s Note: oh, but of course! this prompt actually reminds me of when i used to sneak out at 15 and smoke weed lmao. i mean uhhh, *looks at palm with smudged ink* drugs are a no-no kids (that happened to come across this from the tag page.)

Ice Cream - Josuke X Reader

As you finished rinsing out your mouth to rid of any left over toothpaste foam (and drool that fell onto your chin), you could’ve sworn that you heard a light tap. However, you were unable to pinpoint where the sound came from, so you shrugged and grabbed a used towel to pat your mouth dry.

Tap. Tap.

"What the hell is that noise?”

With a quirked eyebrow, you shuffled to the window. Peeking through the slits of your blinds, you were shocked to see your boyfriend.

Pulling the string to lift the blinds, you waved at him slowly. You lifted the window and thanked the universe for having a room on the first floor.

“Josuke? What are you doing here so late at night?”

“I'm sneaking out to get ice cream, you wanna go?" 

“Wait, I’ll be there right now.”

You turned away and ran on your tiptoes to retrieve your flip flops. Smiling, you slipped them on and ran back to your window, where Josuke had come closer now.

You smiled sheepishly as he helped you exit through your window. “Thank you, Josuke,” you teased, “you’re my knight in shining armor.” You gave him a short, sweet kiss on his nose, to which he blushed heavily at.

He grasped your hand, and the two of you set off. During times of stress such as these, it did you both good to just act like a couple of lovesick teenagers.

Can I get Mista and his s/o on a mission together and she sends in her own (tiny) stand to spy on some enemies only to end up horribly injured and so Mista rushes in to save her stand

Author’s Note: When I think of a tiny stand, I automatically think of the fairy emoji (🧚) The title is shit whoops, this is in 1st pov, trying it out ;) The stand name is based on Dilemma by Kelly Rowland and Nelly because that song has been stuck in my head for SO LONG.

Frail

As Guido and I hid against the brick wall of the restaurant (that the gang was waiting for us in), we could hear footsteps and hushed voices presumably making a drug deal. The two of us had been entrusted to take out the “rotten apples” in Passione and were currently tracking down the said dealer that had been causing the most trouble. He was one of the horrible ones that still dealt to children even though Giorno had forbade such transactions.

Putting a finger to my mouth, I gave a smile and a wink.

“I’ve got this.”

A strong aura, resembling a fire, encased me as I summoned my stand「DILEMMA」and sent it toward the two men that were heard around the corner. My stand’s power was to sense the amount of danger that the near future would hold, but it was also amazing for being a little spy of sorts due to its petiteness.

I began to look around through my stand’s eyes, trying to adapt to the sudden change in scenery, when I finally located our target. “There he is, Guido.”

Suddenly, my stand’s abilities alerted me of danger, and my heart began to speed up. The man had turned around and was looking directly at my stand. ‘Fuck. Of course this guy would have a stand, he was most likely recruited by Polpo like the rest of us.’

I gave out a gasp as his (obviously larger) stand came forth and gave a hearty punch to my stand. As my sight shifted back to my own surroundings, I saw my boyfriend’s look of despair as I fell.

His eyes widened, but he shook his head and charged. Guido was never really one for plans anyway. With two quick shots, the bastard had fallen and the mission had been completed. Of course, the two of us would’ve preferred to be little bloodshed on your side, but the damage had already been done to me.

The gunslinger rushed over and saw just how injured I was at the moment. He cringed at the gaping hole on the side of my torso, and the pistols began to surround me as well, each one crying and pleading for me to be safe.

I smiled and reached out to give head pats to Number 5 since he was crying the most, but groaned as the pain spread throughout your body from the small movement. I chuckled in an attempt to relieve any worries about me, but all that came out were wheezes.

Luckily, Giorno had just so happened to exit the building where we were located and began to run over while summoning his own stand. The golden humanoid was able to form a new chunk of my torso, though the pain was still there. I smiled and reached over to Guido, who had been trying his hardest to not shed tears, and gave my partner a warm hug to show that I would be fine.

He chuckled as some tears slipped and lightly hugged back, careful not to touch the newly formed part of my midsection as he patted my back and gave me a quick kiss as a reassurance to the both of us that we were alright.

this is for that one anon from @risottoneroo 's page