Speaking of Jotaro, what are your hcs of Jotaro in love? Everytime the thought of Jotaro and his wife crosses my mind I really wonder how they met and got married 😭 like my baby really had a little romance in his life.
allow me to just RAMBLE for a minute bc whilst my requests are closed i love talking about jotaro being secretly soft,,,,
so we know that jotaro likes quiet, traditional types - and also that he notices a lot more than he lets on. he doesn’t like being harassed or anything, he’s too awkward to make the first move - he probably is harbouring a crush on someone for ages before he actually does anything about it. he finds himself awkwardly noticing them, seeing when they do nice things for other people, not being able to tear his eyes away--
that’s all well and good, but he just can’t make himself do anything about it. despite everyone knowing jotaro has a poker face, he feels as though he’s easy to read - the first time he says something to his crush, he just knows they’re going to see him blush and it’s going to be written all over his face how much he wants to kiss them. so fate has to throw something into the mix, or jotaro’s just going to pine forever - maybe he’s at college and he’s paired with them for a project, maybe they’re behind the counter at a coffee shop and he drops his drink all over it, maybe he saves them when they’re in danger. but fate forces the two of them together and he has to muster all of his courage at once before it slips out of his grasp forever.
he is SO awkward. it’s lucky for him that his awkwardness is cute on such a big, imposing man - he finds himself stuttering for once, mumbling . . . but at the end, he gets a date, so something has gone right.
when he’s actually in love . . . jotaro’s love languages are acts of service and quality time. he does things for the people he cares about, often at hiw own inconvenience. so if you say you want something from the store and he’s already winding a scarf around his neck, or if you say light-heartedly you need to go and do some kind of chore and jotaro mumbles that he’ll do it - that’s when you know that he’s got it bad.
he’s not the best at conversation. words of affection and affirmation don’t come easy to him - you might catch him staring at your profile, or looking at a photograph of the two of you together, but he won’t come out and out and tell you that he loves you in flowery words. you’ll know from how he sits beside you, reading but still there. you’ll know if you walk into his office and he’s at his desk and he doesn’t immediately tell you he’s working, and to get out. you’ll know from him asking if you want to go on a walk along the shore together (that one, you might get more words from him - if you show you’re interested in something he’s interested in, he’s babbling before he realises it).
he flushes and pulls his hat down and makes little ‘tch’ noises when you wax lyrical about how much you love him, but if you look closely you’ll see the curve of his lips. if you buy him presents, he’ll gently tell you off for spending money on him, but you’ll notice him using or wearing it in the next few days (buy him a plush; watch it take pride of place on his bed). wrap yourself around him, and though he’ll pretend to roll his eyes and insist he doesn’t need cuddles right now, he relaxes into how warm you are, tension draining from his muscles.
jotaro does not look soft. nobody would call him that; they wouldn’t say he is romantic or soppy. but you know better than that.
