Jojo's Bizarre Adventure Oneshots/Imagines

==LGBTShots, Love Is Love | Jean Pierre Polnareff

Requested By: SportsGirlFanGirl  |  Prompt By: Me

More trans love for y'all because honestly I find them so amazing

- No-one's P.O.V. -

Transphobic people are idiots, no arguments.

Currently, Polneraff and his girlfriend, Y/n, were out on a date together at the park.

Now, the man was fully aware of her sensitivity to being trans. Whenever she'd have her dysphoria episodes or minor freak-outs, he made sure to be there until she was alright once again, and even longer, leading to one of the biggest reasons why he was her boyfriend.

That's why when this happened, he obviously had to make a scene.

"Excuse me, sir!" Walking up to the two, a woman in her forties with a child in her stroller approached them. She was obviously the snooty type, not a Karen, more like Sharon, honestly. "Sir, you're disturbing my child."

With a small hum, Polneraff looked at Y/n, just as confused as her. "I... don't think I'm doing anything to disturb you ma'am-" "Not you! Him!" The Sharon then pointed a long, acrylic nail at the lady, making her become shocked.

"Sir, don't go out wearing make-up when there's children around! You'll be influencing them in so many horrible ways!" She said, now poking at her chest with said nail. Polneraff then harshly moved the Sharon's arm away from Y/n before she could start to cry. "Ma'am, I'm sorry to inform you but my girlfriend here is... well, a girl!"

"You are what you're born as, and that's clearly a man." She said, her nose up in the air as Y/n brought her hands up to cover her face. This absolutely made the Frenchman's heart tremble, he couldn't bear to see her hurt, so he retaliated.

"Oh, shut the fuck up!" "What!? Swearing in front of a child-" "Yes I did! And just telling you, he's gonna grow up swearing at every woman he meets! Love is love and people can identify as justly as they want, so fuck off with your eighteenth-hundreds bullshit!"

Flabbergasted, the Sharon walked away, muttering curses under her breath as Polneraff went back to console Y/n, holding her to his chest. "Hey, hey, how about we head home? We could watch a movie or something, whatever you like, chère."

The lady looked up, smiling through tears. "Th-that sounds nice."

Polnareff, you're an idiotic, simping sweetheart

-L o f i