a/n | Sooo I love to listen to music as I’m writing because it helps me set the mood or vibe I’m going for in my writing. This little story is centered around Part 4 Jotaro, and is inspired by “WANTED U” by Joji and an ultra obscure song “Oceans” by Colorado Straightedge.
Yoshikage Kira was not Jotaro’s first experience with evil. He had spent the longest fifty days of his life traveling the world with his grandfather, Joseph, and friends Kakyoin, Polnareff, Avdol, and Iggy in pursuit of immortal, power-hungry vampire DIO to save his mother and the world from DIO’s clutches. Yet somehow this was different.
He had finished off Kira with Josuke, Koichi, and the others yesterday but the time that has elapsed since then was so excruciating. When he had defeated DIO, he was able to save his family and friends from harm. Life could return to normal again. However, this was not the case with the death of Kira.
Jotaro was not the type of man to be very interested in romance. He thought it was unnecessary and perhaps even an obstacle to him pursuing his dreams. Despite all the girls fawning over him in high school, he never paid them any mind. In fact, it pissed him off. He just wanted to live his life free from annoying girls. But, when he met you in Morioh, he never got that vibe from you. You were strong, determined, and beautiful. He admired your passion for others, and your incredible perceptiveness. You piqued his curiosity as he came to know you, and one day Jotaro realized how entangled his heart had become when Kira was after him and Josuke.
One fateful evening, Jotaro took you out on a date to a local riverfront park in Morioh. You had packed a picnic basket full of goodies and brought a thin blanket to sit on in the grass. Together, you both walked side by side on the river-walk path, the occasional park lamp lighting up Jotaro’s snow-white suit and chiseled face. You tried not to be too obvious, but every time the light shone on his face, you couldn’t help but be so captivated by his features—his pink lips, defined jawline, bold blue eyes, and messy raven hair poking through the edges of his white hat on his forehead.
A car or two would pass every couple minutes, and the breeze left behind by the vehicles would subconsciously make you lean into Jotaro as you were walking. Smiling softly, he’d quietly bring you closer with the very gentle guide of his hands. It was almost as if he were afraid of pulling you closer with more force. You would barely notice because Jotaro’s touch was light as a feather. The diminishing space between you two filled you with comfort, and you smiled up at Jotaro. He was a man of very few words, but you didn’t mind.
There was little you could say when it was such a gorgeous evening beside the river. The sun nestled in the horizon, clouds reaching beyond the sky in grand arcs of golden yellows and oranges, and lovely purplish shades fading into the deep night sky above were enough to leave you speechless at nature’s beauty. Although, Jotaro was admittedly less moved by the sunset than he was by you. The real beauty was how the emerging night sky made you sparkle like a diamond in the rough.
Finally, you both decided to take a seat in the grass on the blanket and start indulging in the picnic you had brought. Before taking out any food, you sighed with a small smile forming on your lips, resting your head on your knees that were now next to your chest. You only wanted to admire the fading sunset a moment longer, but it suddenly felt twice as long, as if someone had made time cease just for a brief minute. Jotaro wanted to capture this moment forever. You may have only known each other for a few months, but the undeniable connection that weaved you and Jotaro together was like you had known each other for years.
As you began to arrange the sandwiches and snacks on the blanket, an uneasy feeling fell over Jotaro. Without alarming you, he casually glanced in every direction to evaluate the surrounding environment for intruders, ne’er do wells, or even the possibility of an enemy Stand user. Nothing really looked out of the ordinary to the naked eye, but Jotaro utilized Star Platinum to look even closer. Whatever had initially worried Jotaro must have disappeared. He carefully decided to continue your date, ate your deliciously prepared meal, and you both talked about your passions and lives.
Once it was time to leave, Jotaro became wary again. He interwove his fingers in yours, and you had no complaints. A small blush spread like wildfire on your cheeks, and Jotaro slightly ushered you to walk faster to his car. He didn’t want to have to fight in front of you but would if he had to. You weren’t aware of what Stands were, or even who Star Platinum was. Luckily you both made it to the car safe, and Jotaro drove you home.
Walking you to your door, he thanked you for the wonderful evening. Tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, you shyly thanked him back, and told him how you would love to do it again sometime soon. Silence once again crept in, but it wasn’t awkward. You step forward to hug him goodbye, and instead Jotaro cusped your chin with his hand. Without a moment’s notice, he firmly planted his lips on yours. He had waited so long for this moment and relished in your sweetness like it would be the first and last time he’d ever get the chance.
You broke away from the kiss, blushing a scarlet red. Hugging Jotaro goodbye, you wished him goodnight and slowly closed your front door behind you. The hormones rushing through Jotaro died down in his lonesome, and he was on edge again. To make absolutely sure there was no danger, Jotaro drove away and repositioned his car near your house so he could stake it out just in case.
Not but an hour into Jotaro’s stakeout, he brought out Star Platinum to check out the unusual pattern forming in your yard. You had already gone to bed it seemed, not even aware of anything that was happening. The click, click, click of a small machine could be heard tracking toward your back door as Jotaro secretly approached your house to extend Star Platinum’s range. Suddenly, the machinery stopped dead in its tracks and darted toward Jotaro.
A deep, powerful grunt erupted from Jotaro’s throat as he dodged the small machine and attempted to attack it. He immediately recognized the little contraption as Kira’s Sheer Heart Attack ability. Jotaro had to eliminate Kira right here if he wanted to protect you.
Can I request an nsfw polnareff x reader scenario or headcanons? Thank you! :3
YES! Please!! Send me all the polnareff stuff I love that man too much ♡😭♡ he deserves the world...
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Jean- Pierre Polnareff nsfw headcanons
A total gentleman, in and out of the sheets
He likes to take his time with foreplay. That means he’ll take extra long to make sure you’re ready for him.
He loves to tease and kiss up your thighs, whispering about how excited he is to fuck you and how beautiful you are.
As for himself, he won’t deny a blowjob but he definitely prefers to give rather than receive.
That being said, if you surprise him out of nowhere and start sucking him off, he will completely melt into you.
after that he’ll want to finish you as well. He believes in fairness with sex, and if you don’t finish and he does - he’ll feel extremely bad about it.
Honestly I would say he could possibly be one of the best Pussy eaters in JJBA. he definitely knows how to use that tongue. 👅
We all know Polnareff is a man who wants love, and in the bedroom it’s no different. I can’t see him being into heavy kinks like bdsm. For the most part, he’s pretty vanilla BUT - he would try anything at least once
the most hardcore things he’d want to do would maybe be edging, tying your wrists up (with hand cuffs or rope) and possibly food play.
Polnareff is into dirty talking, but not degrading. He wouldn’t call you a slut or anything like that - but he’d definitely say things like “you take me so well, Cherie”
He’s a very intimate man in bed , he loves to be close to you and isn’t afraid to show it.
His favourite position is military or maybe mating press. He likes to see your face/facial expressions. It gets him off more knowing it’s him that’s making you choke up and moan that way
He’s also a fan of 69! - especially when he wants to change things up a bit
He loves to cum inside you! I can see polnareff wanting children so a big kink/fantasy of his would be breeding. If you aren’t into that he’s fine cumming inside of a condom or on your chest/tits.
a/n | This is the second and last part of Wanted You. I don’t have much experience writing action scenes, let alone complicated Stand fights, so take it easy on me haha. I had a really difficult time figuring out this ending, too. Lemme know what you think!
Jotaro escaped from Sheer Heart Attack’s extensive range, and noticed it began to travel quickly toward your home. He knew Sheer Heart Attack was attracted to heat and very long range. He somehow had to steer it away from you, but in the end where else would Sheer Heart Attack go? The unassuming next-door neighbors? Kira was the culprit, and Jotaro had to eliminate Sheer Heart Attack at the source. He had little time to deliberate on an exact strategy. For all he knows, Kira could be miles away considering how Sheer Heart Attack is obviously an automatic Stand. The choices were very limited. Jotaro needed to get you out of there as soon as possible. Perhaps you both could escape together in his car.
Boom!
A scream filled the dimly lit neighborhood, and it undoubtedly belonged to you. Jotaro sprinted for the door, smashing it open, and quickly surveying the living room for the small bomb Stand. Little dirty tracks revealed that Sheer Heart Attack had traveled upstairs. Rushing to the kitchen, Jotaro turns on your oven and stove in the hopes that it would attract the Stand back downstairs. Thankfully you had a gas stove, so it should be the hottest object in the house. The faint mechanical sound of Sheer Heart Attack could be heard in the hallway at the top of the stairs. Out of the blue, you frightfully ran downstairs, unable to see Kira’s remote bomb Stand, and it instantly lunged at you.
“(f/n)! No!” Jotaro yelled, eyes widening immensely as he summoned Star Platinum to pull you out of the way. The bomb Stand flew to the side, missing you just by a hair. It drifted on your carpet and fixated on you both.
“Jotaro?” you yelled in utter surprise.
Before you could even ask any questions about what was happening, Jotaro hoisted you into his arms bridal style and darted for the door. The flame from your kitchen stove should have caught the attention of Sheer Heart Attack. He ran to his car parked just a house away from yours, and you were a complete mixture of emotions. Dazed, shocked, and fearful don’t even begin to describe the tightness in your chest as Jotaro flees with you away from some unknown explosive danger lurking in your home.
“What the fuck is going on?” you asked, gripping his shirt with all of your might for some sort of comfort.
“I’m trying to save your damn life.” He huffs, suddenly stopping at his passenger-side door and setting you down. “Get in.”
As soon as the words left Jotaro’s mouth, his heart wrenched like it was trying claw its way through his flesh. Star Platinum appeared instantaneously to stop you from reaching any further. If Kira was closer than Jotaro thought, he could have turned the car into a bomb. That was the second time tonight a careless mistake could have cost you your life. Jotaro desperately needed to get himself under control and think straight. How were they going to get out of this with so many possibilities of death surrounding them? You abruptly stumbled against Star Platinum, Jotaro caught you, and simply told you to run.
“What? Run? Where?” You were so confused, but the seriousness and commanding nature of Jotaro’s voice told you that there were no room for questions.
“Just run, (f/n)! I’ll protect you.” Jotaro demanded, grabbing your hand and running the opposite direction of your home with you.
The drowsiness that had clouded your brain cleared, and Jotaro was beginning to scare you. What were you running from? Who destroyed the wall in your house? Who was after you? The deafening silence of the neighborhood intensified the eeriness of the situation. A dog was heard barking in the distance. How long could you run from danger?
“J-Jotaro,” you managed between heavy breaths, still trying to run alongside the very large man. “W-where are we going?”
“I can’t really explain right now, (f/n),” Jotaro kept the firmness of his voice solid as a rock, his eyes briefly examining you for signs of slowing down. “We just need to get as far away from your house as possible. Don’t touch anything.”
You simply had to trust Jotaro.
You had to trust him with your life.
As you rounded the corner of the street, none other than Kira himself stood about a hundred meters away. His humanoid Stand Killer Queen stood in an offensive stance prepared for anything. Strangely, the night had become even darker. Your vision blurred, filled with a mesmerizing kaleidoscopic collage of you and Jotaro’s faces looking right back at you. Millions of tiny images of the both of you were all nestled together in little bubbles. They were like mysterious clear diamonds, sparkling so boldly, yet you never once felt the pure evil radiating from each individual perversion of reality. The absolute horror reflected on Jotaro’s face did not even register with you.
“STAR PLATINUM!” Jotaro screamed in panic. “THE WORLD!”
Granted, Jotaro had only used this ability very rarely since his battle with DIO over a decade ago, so his time-stopping ability is not as strong as it used to be. The extra split second was just enough for him to move you both out of the way of the bomb bubble. Jotaro threw a small object toward it and the bubble detonated with a fiery explosion, knocking him further back away from you.
All you could do is scream in horror. Your ears rang from the blast, and you reached out blindly in front of you to try and grasp Jotaro for safety. Nothing but the empty air lied before you, until your hand was gently raised above your head as if you help you up. Painstakingly tracing your hand to his arm and finally the face of your rescuer with your watery (eye color) eyes, the form of Yoshikage Kira bears down upon you in his full terrifying glory. Adrenaline courses through you ferociously, and you snap your head around to your right and see Jotaro angrily glaring at him.
“You have a lovely shape,” Kira said, lightly grazing the back of your hand.
“Don’t you dare fucking touch her.” Jotaro seethed, with Star Platinum still at his side towering over him. Despair drowned any other thoughts or notions of escaping in your head.
“I’ll be taking this,” Kira smirks with a lustful look.
Every single molecule in your body spontaneously combusted at the same time, ripping each appendage apart seamlessly and leaving the sadistic killer with the remnants of your hand in his. Jotaro couldn’t believe what he just saw, tempted to fall on his knees in pure, unadulterated grief. His fists tighten to the point of his knuckles turning white, cursing at Kira with a deep growl. There was no doubt in Jotaro’s mind that he would make Kira pay infinitely more pain than the kind that resided in his heart in that moment. His heart—his crumbling, young, heart—only wanted you, and the light particles of what used to be your beautiful figure floated away into the wind behind him as Jotaro sauntered forward to end Yoshikage Kira.
