Summary: Your feet hurt and your best friend shows up just in time to help you out.
Content: GN!reader, Stardust Crusader reader, during JJBA part 3 (no spoilers), polnareff's love language is physical touch, gift giving, Jotaro being sassy, Kakyoin being a good but teasing, whiny but playful reader, reader gets to use Polnareff as a seat
Word Count: 1.1K
A/N: Because i need more fluff moments with my darling husband and also I wanted to try out writing for like...a whiny/teasing reader? If that makes any sense lol. I hope you all enjoy!
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“My feet are killing me.” You whined in the most annoying and pathetic sound you could muster. One that had Kakyoin grimacing and Jotaro giving a low muttered good grief--the exact reactions you had been trying to pull from them. “Can we please find somewhere to sit?”
“Just sit down on the curb,” Kakyoin suggested in that calm voice of his that you only huffed at.
“In the dirt! No way.” You continued, giving another pathetic whine at the end of your words. You rose your left foot, hooking it around your ankle to try and give it a rest. This only made the near-biting pain radiating in your right foot increase, but the relief you felt in your left made it worth it for the time being. “Why can’t we find somewhere to sit? It’s so hot out here and humid and it’s making me sweat and--”
“Because we need to wait for the others to get back and this is where we all agreed to meet up.” Jotaro snapped, making you narrow your eyes at him. “We’ll find a damn chair later, so either sit down on the damn curb or shut the hell up.” He finished, pulling his hat further down his face.
“Always so mean.” You huffed, placing your foot back to the floor and hooking your right foot around your left ankle. Your body wobbled a bit, but with a small extension of Kakyoin’s arm, you were able to use him to keep balance. “Where is Polnareff? He wouldn’t be this mean to me about finding a chair.”
“I’m sure he’ll be back soon,” Kakyoin said in way of comfort. He offered you a thin smile as well that did nothing to lift your mood. “Unless he’s lost his way again.” You gave him a wildly panicked look.
“You’re trying to jinx him!”
“Jinx--no. Just stating the obvious.” Kakyoin playfully teased. You huffed, pushing him away from you as you stood on your own, a chuckle spilling from his lips.
“Maybe he fell into the shitter.” Jotaro’s grumbling voice spoke again, only making Kakyoin’s stifled chuckle grow.
“You two are assholes.” You gruffed, clenching your fists at your side.
What if he had fallen into a toilet?
You felt your heart clench as you made to march off in search of your best friend when he popped around the corner, a bright smile on his lips and arms spread out to the side.
“Ta-da! Miss me?” Polnareff’s gray eyes found you in seconds, the corners of them crinkling as his smile continued to grow.
“Obviously.” Your own smile came to your lips as he moved into your orbit. His eyes shined at your confirmation of his question. “You left me here with these grumpy guses.” You hooked a thumb in the direction of your other friends.
“...I don’t think I’m a grumpy gus.” Kakyoin murmured from somewhere behind you, almost sounding offended.
“Forgive me, mon ange. I should have taken you with me.” You crossed your arms over your chest, giving him a mocking, displeased huff.
“Damn straight you should have taken me with you. Better than standing here in the blazing heat with no chair in sight.” At the reminder of your aching feet, you gave a dramatic pout that only pissed Jotaro off further.
“Did you get them?” Jotaro grumbled, changing the topic quickly. Polnareff nodded to the most grumpiest of the guses way, pulling out a box of cigarettes from his pocket. They were tossed Jotaro’s way, the teen catching it without any trouble as usual before those soft, gray eyes were back onto you.
“Come. We’ll sit together. I got you a little something too.” Polnareff spoke as he lowered himself down onto the dusty ground, criss-crossing his legs together. He gave his thick thigh a pat before reaching up to take your hand. You were quick to accept it, allowing him to guide you down into his lap.
You gave a sigh of relief that you used your diaphragm to make spill out louder then it needed to be from your mouth just to further grate on Jotaro’s nerves. He stared daggers your way as he placed a cigarette between his lips.
“There is no way your feet hurt that much.” Kakyoin voiced, that bit of amusement at your antics clear in his voice.
“Oh, it felt like I was standing on a street full of needles. Ouch.” You gave a played-up wince.
Polnareff’s chuckle shook through your back as he rested his chin on your shoulder. One of his strong arms snaked around your waist to hold you securely against him, while the other came to sit before your eyes in a closed fist.
“To make you feel better.” And he opened his fingers to reveal a tiny wooden black cat. “In France, if you treat them with the utmost care, it is believed they will bring you good luck.” You gently ran a finger over the head of the wooden critter. “Of course, this isn’t a true cat but I believe it will do the same for you.” You turned your gaze slightly to look at Polnareff’s face from out of the corner of your eye.
“Thank you. I will treat him oh so well.” Craning your head back a bit, you placed a sweet but fleeting kiss to his warm cheek. As you looked away, you saw his face flush a deep red, full lips parting at such affection from you.
God you absolutely loved making that blush form over his skin.
“I will name him…” You started, taking the cat from Polnareff’s hand, turning it this way and that. “Charm. Because he is a good luck charm.”
“Very original,” Jotaro commented in that deadpanned, yet all too sassy, way of his.
“I think it’s…charming.” Polnareff joked on a badly stifled laugh that came out in pffting spurts. You couldn’t help but laugh alongside him at his joke or at the way Jotaro closed his eyes on a deep exhale of smoke and annoyance.
“See? This is why you are my best friend. You get it.” You had just finished your sentence when you felt Polnareff nuzzling his cheek against the side of your head.
It was your turn to feel like your skin was on fire then. Your turn to feel those butterflies you were hardly concealing flutter violently within your stomach.
You almost begged him to do it again, but held your tongue. Not yet…though, maybe with this bit of luck he had gifted you, you would finally find the courage to let those butterflies fly free.
do you take requests? if so, could you write something about polnareff and a… thick…? reader who’s self concious about the way she looks and pol reassuring her? idk if this is weird its just something i need to read :(
No Good, Very Bad Day
Summary: You've been having a rotten day. A day your insecurities only had begun to make worse. That is until Polnareff comes to your rescue.
Content: Polnareff x SDC!GN!Reader, takes place during part 3 (no spoilers), reader feeling insecure about weight/looks, Polnareff comforting reader, established relationship
Word Count: 1.8K
Song: Only Girl (In The World) - Spotify | Youtube
Taglist: @cinnbar-bun @lostfirefly
A/N: So....my requests are actually closed but.....but it's my husband...I...I couldn't say no....how do you expect me to say no to him?? You can't--oops I'm just a girly 🤷♀️ (Updated style to match more recent fics May. 14th, 2025. No words have been changed)
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The day had been horrible.
The morning had started off with an attack from an enemy Stand User, who beat the ever-living crap out of your all. You all went to lunch to try and remedy the horrible start, but you had spilled yours over the ground. And then, as you were finding a hotel for the night, you managed to trip so bad you almost knocked Kakyoin into a foul-smelling canal.
And then--oh then there was the matter of you feeling just so horribly insecure the whole day. Not only had your legs decided to stop working properly, but also because your shirt felt too tight around your body. A shirt you picked and pulled and tugged at to keep it from showing off too much of your body to the world. A world you couldn’t help but think was looking at you and judging.
It didn’t help when a stunningly beautiful person came up to the group to flirt with Polnareff. Polnareff who was your partner. But the Frenchman was too nice and hadn’t said a word to shoo them off until Jotaro snapped at them to get hell out of there because they’re voice was grating on his last nerves.
They were a person you couldn’t help but feel--envious of because, not only were they beautiful, but they were slim--near stick thin. It was a green emotion you hated to feel towards another person but when they were flirting with Polnareff like that you couldn’t help it and it made you feel just so much worse.
And the cherry on top of your terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day was when you caught the last bit of a conversion the group was having about you.
“They are a liability.” Is what Jotaro had gruffed to the other Crusaders before Polnareff found you making your way back over. His frown had turned into a bright smile and he greeted you happily, as if trying to distract you from the fact they had been talking about you. He placed sweet kisses on either of your cheeks before snagging the key to your shared room from Mr. Joestar’s hand and guiding you away.
And now you couldn’t find anything to wear for dinner. Nothing seemed to be looking the way it usually did. Everything seemed to point out your curves in a way that just had your anxieties and insecurities increase.
You stood in front of the full-length mirror in your hotel room, yanking at the fabric of the newest outfit you had thrown. Tears burned at your eyes as you tried your hardest to calm down and to just go with it but after all of the day's hardships, you couldn’t help it.
“Andddd perfection!” You heard Polnareff cheer from within the bathroom. He had been working on his hair for just as long as you had been struggling to find an outfit, a wait you were used to when it came to him and his hair. “What do you think?” He asked, coming out of the bathroom to stand behind you. He struck a pose in the mirror that only made his muscles look all the more powerful--though that cheesy, goofy grin of his only made him look like the lovable doofus he was.
“Uh--yeah.” You managed to get out past the tightening of your throat. You tugged again at your clothes, trying to hide yourself from him.
A liability.
What if he thinks so too?
What if he thinks you're too big? What if he doesn’t like you anymore? What if he takes one look at you and decides he doesn’t like what he sees?
What if, what if, what if?
A warm hand gently grabbed your shoulder, pulling you from your endless stream of negative thoughts. Your eyes were blurred as you tried to refocus them, but as you blinked you couldn’t help their escape down your cheeks.
“What's wrong, mon ange?” Polnareff asked as he guided you to turn to face him. He bent down, those gray eyes looking directly into your own. Eyes just full of so much worry and concern for you. Eyes that told you he was more than ready to defend you against whatever was upsetting you and it only made your heart twist more painfully in your chest.
He was too good for you. Too handsome and too kind and too--too him and you were just you.
“Am--am I a liability?” You managed to get out wobbly. Polnareff’s eyes hardened the slightest bit at the question.
“You--heard that?” More tears fell from your eyes then, your hands grabbing for your outfit again, trying to keep it off your skin.
Too tight, too tight.
“Is--Is it because I’m like this? I’m not--I’m not as fit as you all--and--I just drag you all down and you could have anyone--be with someone thinner and nothing fits me. Everything’s going to shit a-and--” Polnareff brought a hand up to cover your mouth and stopped your constant negativity against yourself.
“Stop that. Stop that right now.” He all but commanded, his voice stern. A sob bubbled up out of your throat you couldn’t find the will to stop. “Be with someone else?” His voice shifted then. Shifted softer--almost like he was hurt by your words. “I could never do better than you, mon ange. Never. I do not care what you look like. That doesn’t matter to me at all.”
Pity. He was just pitting--
“Hey--hey stop that,” Polnareff said, caughting you before you could spiral downward again. “You are perfect. Your beauty is more perfect than words can describe--it's a beauty only art could ever hope to capture.” And he looked so sincere. A sincerity that was only confirmed by the look in his eyes that only true feeling could replicate. You shakily moved his hand from your mouth.
“But--what about that person? Wouldn’t you rather be with them?” Polnareff shook his head, his hand moved so that he could rub soothing circles into your wet cheek. A touch you instantly lean into.
“Never. I want you. I only want to be with you. You get me like no other could.” Polnareff said, leaning closer. That smile you loved beyond anything you’ve ever loved pulled to his lips then. “Who else would go searching every shop in the city without rest until they found my brand of hair gel?” You huffed in amusement, the ache in your chest slowly beginning to ease.
“Your hair just doesn’t like other brands.” Polnareff chuckled as he cupped your face in his hands. He pulled closer and placed the softest and sweetest kiss on your forehead. A kiss that made your belly flutter and your heart begin to stutter in your chest.
“See. You get me.” That smile of his never once faltered and his eyes never once left your own.
“And about what you overhead,” Your heart dropped at its remention. “It wasn’t what you think. It has nothing to do with your looks and everything to do with the fact that you nearly knocked poor Kakyoin into the canal today…” You cringed a little bit at the memory, feeling all to bad for the boy. He had been so sweet about it, but had Star Platinum not caught him he would have nose-dived into the grimy water.
“....and how you nearly knocked Jotaro into a busy street the other day…and how you dragged Mr. Joestar with you into a pitch…and knocked Avdol into a street lamp…oh and when you stepped on Iggy, though, he deserved that, the demon.” Polnareff hissed at the mention of the dog. It only made you huff in amusement at his rivalry with the animal, who hadn’t caused you too much trouble.
“If they didn’t know better, they would think you are trying to kill them.” He said, with a chuckle, gray eyes scanning over your features. “You aren’t some enemy Stand User I have to defeat, right?” You rolled your eyes, playfully hitting his shoulder. It only made the Frenchman laugh again, his hands grabbing for your wrists to pull you right back in.
“If they keep getting in my way I might just switch sides.” You teased. Polnareff’s laugh only grew harder. A laugh that shook through your very soul. One so cheery and bright and never failed to brighten your own mood.
“Joatro is just blunt in his words, you know this.” You nodded, thinking about all the times he had cursed at you or told you to shut up. “No one truly thinks you're a liability and it absolutely has nothing to do with your weight. I need you to know that.” He said, beginning to caress the inside of your wrists in a way that made you feel so cared for. Loved and accepted. “And mon ange--you look so breathtaking tonight. A perfect choice in outfit.” You felt your body begin to heat in your growing flusteredness.
“O-oh--thank--”
“The only better option would be if you were to go in your birthday suit.” He said with a wiggle of his eyebrows and a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
His hands began moving from up your arms and over your shoulder, making their way down your back in a way that made a shiver rush down your spine. His hands continued their journey down your back until they grabbed hold of your waist, giving your hips a tight squeeze as he yanked you forward swiftly. A yelp fell from your lips as you braced your hands on his broad chest to keep yourself from crashing into its near brick wall-like solidness.
“Pol--” You started but him leaning down to brush his nose against you had your words dying in your throat.
“Maybe we should skip dinner altogether, hum? Please, mon coeur? Let’s just stay in and you could model that suit--” You cut him off with a sharp swat of his hands and a push to keep him away because the longer you stayed in his grasp the more your heart felt like it would beat right out of your body. The more you thought you were going to burn alive and fall into a pile of ash at his feet.
“Get out of here. Of course, we are going to dinner.” You all but breathed in your flusteredness, smoothing a hand over your clothes.
“But, mon ange, please--” He started, his eyes growing into those big puppy dog eyes you had never once been able to say no to. You were quick to look away from their power, grabbing for your shoes to keep yourself on track.
“No. You were just complaining about how hungry you were.” You huffed, yanking on one of your shoes.
“But, but--I would rather starve then--”
“Come on.” You insisted, pulling on your last shoes before you glanced back to him. He was pouting dramatically like that might change your mind. “If you behave…maybe when we get back.” Polnareff was quick to perk up at this, all but jumping to grab hold of your hand and pull you out of your hotel room.
“I am always on my best behavior.” Polnareff declared proudly. You only chuckled, linking your arm around his and holding him close.
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