Got Any Hcs For The Crusaders X Reader Who's Always Cold (me Lmao) And Uses It As And Excuse To Ask To

Got any hcs for the Crusaders x reader who's always cold (me lmao) and uses it as and excuse to ask to huddle "for warmth" 😏😏

Author’s Note: it’s the opposite for me lmao

Stardust Crusaders X Cold!Reader Cuddling HCs

Jotaro Kujo:

Queue his side eyes

“Yare yare daze”

He’d offer up his famous jacket

If you tried cuddling Jotaro in public, he’d roll his eyes and wrap an arm around you

In your shared hotel room, he’d actually embrace you though

Noriaki Kakyoin:

Kakyoin would playfully scoff

He'd lend his scarf!!!

He'd also give you a warm hug.

He'd probably buy you a scarf so he can use his own lmao

Jean Pierre Polnareff:

Polnareff would immediately give you a hug

and several kisses

pol would absolutely smother you

he'd do anything for you

especially since it gives him a reason to cuddle you more often

Muhammad Avdol:

Avdol would simply comply with the cuddling

He’d quirk an eyebrow if you’d ever try to cuddle him in public

He’s a man with a surprisingly big ego, Jotaro called him out on it

He’d indulge in some cuddles in public, both to keep you warm and flaunt his amazing girlfriend

Joseph Joestar:

Joseph would definitely buy you something

If you still tried cuddling him, he’d give a hearty chuckle

“You still want to cuddle with me? Well, alright then, c’mere.”

He’d definitely be an amazing heater

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.”

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.

Hey could you do a one shot of Polnareff and a trans male reader? Maybe of him making them feel validated?

Validation

Author's Note: I finally got around to writing a request lmao

You sighed as you looked in the mirror. Your reflection could never truly satisfy you. The hormone therapy was doing its job, but you still felt that there was something missing. You didn’t feel like you were ever going to be a “real man”. All of the other men were way taller, so you always stuck out like a sore thumb.

You sighed and ran your fingers lightly over the scars that alluded to the top surgery you had received years ago.  Those certainly don’t give me away, you thought with a sigh.

“Mon lapin, what’s wrong?”

You turned and plastered on the best fake smile you could muster. “Oh, nothing much! Just here, y’know-”

Polnareff wrapped his large arms around your waist and pulled you into his chest. “Don’t lie to me, Y/N.”

Your smile faltered. It really wasn’t much of a shock that he was able to read you so well. Jean Pierre Polnareff was never one to not be observant.

“I don’t feel too good. Dysphoria's kicking my ass. I’m so short and all of the other men are so tall, like you. I just wish I could be a real man.”

"Nonsense, mon chou! You're just as much, if not more, of a man than I am. Height doesn't define you. In fact, Jotaro had been telling me about this 15 year-old boy that was only 5'2! He surely must've hit his growth spurt by now! You're just as much of a man as he is, or any other male in the world!"

You titled your head, "You think so, Jean?"

"I know so Y/N." The tall frenchman gave you a smile and booped the tip of your nose with his pinky.

With a snort, you leaned your head into his chest. Jean Pierre Polnareff was most definitely a keeper.

If you're still alive can I get a one shot of risotto coming home from a day of work to cuddle with his s/o in bed (she/her pronouns please)

Late Night Love

Risotto Nero X Reader

Your eyes felt heavy as the droning of the TV helped you as a sort of lullaby. The rerun of Rosanne and the fan humming were enough to put you at ease, and you would’ve fallen asleep if your huge boyfriend hadn’t suddenly entered your room.

Instead of his usual greeting, Risotto simply walked to your shared closet and got undressed, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. He then proceeded to get under the covers and wrap his huge arms around you. It wasn’t rare for him to be exhausted after a mission, but it was also new for him to snuggle into you as he did now.

“Ris,” you looked up at him to see his eyes on you, “are you alright?” He scoffed with a slight smirk and decided to pull you in closer. “Of course I’m fine, just a little exhausted. Now shut up and go to bed.”

You smiled and laid your head on his chest, beginning to thread your fingers through his silver hair as the two of you began to doze off, both delighted with the fact that they were able to experience moments like this with their lover.

Jotaro headcanons (?) that are pretty much canon I think

- he likes coffee....a lot (you see him drinking coffee in his cell at the beginning of sdc, in his hotel room in morioh, blahbalahblah)

- he forgets things quite often (he says this while writing down all the ways steely Dan wronged him in his memo)

- he’s most likely drawn to the shy “good girl” type, which is funny bc hes a bigass buff man and then u find out he likes cute shy girls lmaooaoo (I know in the English translated version of his character profile it says he likes traditional Japanese women but in the Japanese one it’s more like “he likes the so-called traditional Japanese-like woman”, and they usually have traits like politeness, obedience, kindness, gentle hospitality, etc. I would say kind of like Holly, but less chirpy and more calm)

-u guys probably already know this but in the high priestess episode he calls suzie q “suzie bāchan” which is like the equivalent of grandmama but then he calls Joseph “jijī” which is like the worst way to address your grandfather LOL