JJBA Reader Insert One-Shots

Jolyne x Shy reader: "Free"

It seemed you had been caught in the crossfire. Of what, exactly, you didn't know. At first, you could barely make out the approaching figure on the dim moonlight, and merely shrugged it off as you turned to face the fence. A while ago you had discovered that there was only one area on all the prison grounds where you could actually see the outside world: and that was here. There was just a small gap in the wall, but through it you could make out the muddy waters of the marsh, the rushes and reeds. Sometimes you saw a heron, an alligator, maybe even a deer. Gazing out at the horizon might have been the only thing that kept you sane. You didn't dare approach any of the other inmates, and you weren't actually sure how long it had been since you spoke to another human person...

But these were just thoughts that continued to swirl through your mind as the figure neared where you sat in the bench. You began to fidget nervously, before hearing a high shriek from behind you.

"Look out!" You felt a sharp, piercing sensation in your head. Your vision blurred as you toppled onto the ground, struggling to grasp ahold of your consciousness as the light slowly started to fade. You could make out the large dark figure leaning before you. It wasn't human, and yet it still was shaped like a human. just as a thin thread wrapped about his neck. The face of a woman appeared just as you slipped away.

Your brain felt like it was throbbing in your skull as you slowly became aware of the tingling sensation all over your body. Your eyes blinked open, and you noticed a firm hand cupping your cheek. It was that same woman you had seen before... What happened?

You quickly sat up, trying to block out the pain that shot through your head. You swatted her hand away as you staggered to your feet.

"Hey! Take it easy!" You stumbled backwards a step, gasping as she caught your shoulders, holding you up by the arms. But you pulled away and took on your surroundings. You were in the hospital ward. The woman with the two buns on her head stood at your side, two other prisoners standing opposite her. You needed to get out of there. You made to barge out of the room as quick as you possibly could, but she grabbed your wrist. "Hold on, you're still weak." You stopped squirming, daping a deep, stabilizing breath. You weren't exactly sure why. You wanted to go back to your cell, to forget anything had ever happened. But this girl seemed different than the other prisoners. You rubbed your neck nervously as you looked up at her.

Her eyes were a striking emerald green, and her smile bright and whimsical. You couldn't tell if it was your fragile condition or her sheer gorgeousness that caused you to feel faint and your knees to wobble. She stuck out her hand to greet you.

"My name's Jolyne, sorry about that commotion last night. You're (y/n), right?" You furrowed your eyebrows as she said your name, your heart pounding in your chest. You had only seen her in passing, here and there around the prison grounds. But you had never approached her, never given her your name. The entire situation was too unbelievable to be true, so you just stood, shaking under her watchful eye. The woman with the long, dark dreadlocks took the opportunity to speak.

"Give her some time, looks like she's scared sh**less. I mean, why'd he even attack her in the first place?" The short woman with the bright green hair chimed in.

"Oh my god, maybe it's a trap! Maybe she's the enemy, maybe he brainwashed her, what if–" For the first time in a long while, words escaped your lips.
"What was that thing?" Your voice was soft and meek, however, the girl named Jolyne expressed awe and confusion as you spoke.

"What thing?" Jolyne inquired. You struggled to recount the sight. It was probably just a hallucination, and you probably sounded crazy recounting it all, but you were too frazzled to stop yourself.

"I-It was tall, shimmering, black and white. A dark mask covered its face and it came up like a crown on its head. It wore spikes on its collar," You were trembling as the words tumbled out of your mouth one after the other as you recalled the terrifying image. But Jolyne grasped your hand gently, bringing it up to chest level. She spoke in a hushed tone.