Hice un dibujo nuevo de mi selfship gay con Jotaro Kujo, (Sylvian x Jotaro/ Sylvtaro) llevo aproximadamente un año exacto intentando crear una historia OC X Canon, pero en realidad llevo un buen tiempo intentando experimentar con varias historias, one-shots, elegir en qué parte de Jojo's Bizarre Adventure empezar. Había pensado muchas veces en iniciar desde Diamond Is Unbreakable pero la idea de que mi OC (self-insert) y Jotaro se conozcan y tengan historia por desarrollarse; algo quizá intermitentes a lo largo de los años con encuentros casuales que van y vienen sin conclusión hasta el momento más crítico del canon.
Aquí les dejo más artes que provienen de Picrew y dibujos míos, así como algunos fanarts que algunxs amigues hicieron (incluyendo una comisión que pedí hace tiempo). Haré una segunda parte con algunos dibujos que faltaron aquí. ❤️
Hice un dibujo nuevo de mi selfship gay con Jotaro Kujo, (Sylvian x Jotaro/ Sylvtaro) llevo aproximadamente un año exacto intentando crear una historia OC X Canon, pero en realidad llevo un buen tiempo intentando experimentar con varias historias, one-shots, elegir en qué parte de Jojo's Bizarre Adventure empezar. Había pensado muchas veces en iniciar desde Diamond Is Unbreakable pero la idea de que mi OC (self-insert) y Jotaro se conozcan y tengan historia por desarrollarse; algo quizá intermitentes a lo largo de los años con encuentros casuales que van y vienen sin conclusión hasta el momento más crítico del canon.
Aquí les dejo más artes que provienen de Picrew y dibujos míos, así como algunos fanarts que algunxs amigues hicieron (incluyendo una comisión que pedí hace tiempo). Haré una segunda parte con algunos dibujos que faltaron aquí. ❤️
May we have 6taro telling FtM reader that “You are a man, through-and-through.” Calling reader handsome, and other masculine compliments. Maybe Joot saying “I know you’re a man, and anyone who thinks otherwise is a dumbass.”
I need some comfort rn 🥲 tysm ♥️
Of course!! I do hope you are feeling better anon! I hope this helps!! I don’t really have experience with this but I tried and hope I didn’t fuck something up. Go be awesome! ❤️❤️
You Are - Jotaro x Trans! Reader
Word Count: 1484
Walking through town with your husband, Jotaro, the two of you were happily spending your day off together.
The sun was shining as you walked hand in hand. The day so far was pretty relaxed and fun. You and Jotaro had just walked around sightseeing, later on going to a small café for something to drink and some small baked goods. Afterwards the two of you walked deeper into the city, window shopping.
It still surprised you how much of a fashionista Jotaro could be. It might not always be the most conventional things that he picked out and wore, but he always put some thought into it, even finding enjoyment in doing so. And, though he’d never admit it, window shopping was something he very much liked to do.
And thus you gladly came along to help, occasionally pointing to some clothing items stalled out in the windows that you think he might enjoy, or answering his questions when he asked what you thought of a particular thing.
Jotaro was thinking of maybe updating his current outfit a little, since the snakeskin pants seemed to garner a bit too much attention for his tastes. Even though he didn’t care most of the time.
Your laughter rang through the air at Jotaro’s deadpan face after you had pointed out some neon orange pants to him. He sighed and tipped his hat down with his free hand, saying his famous words, making you laugh even more.
You suddenly realised how much noise you were making and tried to stop yourself, a big grin still on your face while Jotaro rolled his eyes and just tugged on your arm to take you past the shop with the terrible pants. You snickered at his childish behaviour and your eyes just happened to roam around when something caught your attention.
You didn’t know if it was your imagination or not but it felt like those two across the street were staring, discreetly whispering to each other. Your smile fell a bit and you looked around but no, you and Jotaro were the only ones in this vicinity. And then, crossing the street just ahead of the two of you, a couple walked past hand in hand. More specifically: a man and woman.
Unconsciously, you stiffened up, your smile now completely gone and tightly squeezing the hand you were holding. Jotaro looked at you, taking in your expression and furrowing his brows at what he saw; you were staring off in the distance, seemingly lost in thought but with creased brows. You were just smiling so brightly a few seconds ago and Jotaro turned to see what you were looking at.
“Hey.”
You faintly heard the voice but were too lost in thought for it to really register and Jotaro cursed softly to himself.
It was plain as day to him that you were starting to get dysphoria. He had been with you long enough to see the signs. Not much else would suddenly make you do a 180 like that and it hurt the 40 year old that it could still creep up on you like this.
Something was suddenly plopped on your head, breaking you from your almost trance as you jumped, your vision dark as something heavy was on your head and blocking your eyes.
“Jotaro?”
“C’mon, let’s go home.” He started coaxing you along, going back to where you parked the car and you sort of just... followed.
Realising his hat was still on your head, you reached up to take it off and give it back, but Jotaro didn’t even turn around as he continued dragging you along while saying, “Leave it. You can keep it on.”
Meekly nodding, you just left it as it was and allowed him to whisk you away with him, hiding your face behind the brim.
Reaching the car in no time, the two of you got in and you decided to take this time to put his hat back on his head after all.
Jotaro sighed softly as he looked at you but as soon as it was on his head you were looking down at your lap and picking at your hands.
You loved Jotaro, you really really did. But sometimes, when these thoughts came up in you, it was just hard to look at him. He was the picture of the ideal man. Handsome, muscular, strong, reliable. And, in these moments, you just felt like you were anything but. And looking at him could hurt.
Your hand being grabbed brought you back to the present as Jotaro held it firmly while pulling it a little closer to himself, keeping his wrist on the gearstick. He wasn’t looking at you, just giving you a moment to yourself while still comfortingly holding your hand.
Three of his fingers were still curled around yours while he used his thumb and pinky to move the gear stick, getting out of the parking spot and driving away, back home.
- - - -
The moment the door was closed and the rest of the world was shut out, Jotaro wasted no time in pulling you towards him. His arms tightly wrapping around you and pulling you against himself as he tightly held you.
“Put it out of your head.” He softly spoke and that broke the floodgates, your head falling onto his shoulder as you hugged him back, finding comfort in his hold.
Jotaro just simply held you, his right hand moving up eventually to card through your hair as he lightly scratched the back of your head.
Only once you had slightly calmed down and pulled back did Jotaro let go.
“What happened?” He questioned and you raised your head a bit to look up at him.
“Across the street there were these two... And, I don’t know, they were just looking in distaste.” You softly spoke, remembering the looks on their faces as they looked at you, only making you feel worse. Jotaro replied before you could spiral further however.
“They saw two men walking hand in hand. Homophobes are never gonna stop.” He said with a bit of distaste, clearly angry with those people.
At this you bit your lip and shook your head however. “No, I think they noticed that I... was not born this way.”
The moment you said that, Jotaro gripped your shoulders, actively making you look at him as he held a stern gaze. “Y/N, there is nothing to notice. You look like a man, you sound like a man, you act like a man, you are a man, through-and-through.”
“But there is so much wrong with me! And I’m not the one you fell in love with those years ago... Maybe you would rather be with a wo-“
Jotaro didn’t even let you finish your sentence as he grabbed hold of your face, forcing you to look directly into his eyes. And he didn’t even bat an eye as he spoke, “Y/N, I am gay. And by fuck am I gay for you.”
“But you used to-“
“-Exactly. I used to. I am no longer attracted to women just like you no longer are one. You are my husband. Don’t let your brain or anyone for that matter tell you otherwise. And I wouldn’t even want anyone else so don’t ever entertain that thought again.”
He almost sounded genuinely offended as he said the last sentence and his confession had you swallowing the lump in your throat, your heart thumping loudly. It was clear that Jotaro was waiting for a response so you nodded while your lips turned up ever so slightly at his words. “So, we’re not getting a divorce anytime soon?” You joked a little weakly and Jotaro scoffed.
“We are not getting a divorce fucking ever.” A small silence fell and Jotaro’s eyes softened before he broke it. “Y/N, I love you. You’re handsome, good looking, you’re strong and so fucking manly it kills me sometimes.” His hand ran over your arm, his eyes following the movement before he looked at your face again. “I am so proud of who you are and who you’ve become.”
“I-“ You couldn’t even say anything beyond that, just closing your mouth again, and Jotaro re-gripped your head to get your eyes on him again.
“I know you’re a man, and anyone who thinks otherwise is a dumbass.”
“So right now-?”
“You are a real big fucking idiot, yes.” Jotaro confirmed but the tiny quirk of his lips near the end and the loving look in his eyes told you everything you needed to know.
“Ouch.” You remarked, but the small smile fighting its way onto your face could not be denied.
“I love you, Y/N.” With that, Jotaro wrapped his arms around your waist while you automatically put your hands on his hips as he connected his lips with yours and kissed you.
you can never go back. this is your one life. you had a bad childhood and that's it. you lost your teen years to mental illness and that's it. you're miserable in your 20s and that's it. you just go forward
Y me di cuenta que el atardecer sigue teniendo los mismos colores, el café tiene el mismo aroma, la música me sigue gustando y la brisa sigue fluyendo, a pesar de que tú ya no estás.
Hail Mary; Full of Grace. Life is with Thee. Blessed is the Fruit of Thy womb.
Hail Santa Muerte; Full of Grace. The sickle of Death you wield, and Holy Death you give us.
Protect those in wars, abuse, struggles. Watch over college students and children who are studying. Console Us in our sorrows, and light our path. Show us the right way to live, and anchor us to reality when we are stressed.
Hail to the Life, hail to Death. The One who brought us into this world, Our Mother. And The One who will guide us out of this realm.
