#dio x y/n

[jolyfics]

𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙮𝙡𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖

𝘋𝘐𝘖 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

summary: you, a vampire, try and find your long lost lover in Cairo

notes: i HATE HOW SHORT THIS IS makes me wanna cry. BUTTT i want friends, someone be my friend pls. also i’m gonna try write every day, i’ll get through my requests this week, then see how i get on

you had loved DIO for many years, so many you actually lost count at this point. you had fallen for him before he was ‘killed’ by that joestar. he turned you into a vampire before he went missing, and now that you had caught wind that he might not be dead? you were going to find him. wither it was the last thing you did.

over the years you had grasped a following, mostly humans who admired your immortality and a few vampires that you had turned who now serve you. they would be the ones who helped you.

you heard tell about him being in a casket, in Egypt. so that was the place you headed first, the trip was long, cold and tiresome, but eventually, you made it; and you could feel his presence more and more with each step you took.

the capital of Egypt, Cairo, was beautiful, the landmarks were gorgeous. how you wished you could see what it was like during the day; but alas, you had a job to do. Cairo felt closer to him, you presumed he resided here, though you had no clue where. you relied on the feeling of him near.

one night, you sat under the moon, the moon had comforted you for decades, when you were alone. “my darling” you whipped your head around, there he was. DIO. he had found you. “DIO!” you ran up to him, you slotted right into his body, like the two of you were meant to be.

“i was looking for you, my love” you spoke, looking up to your now found lover. he gave you a nod, “i know, i could feel you” his hands traveled down to your waist, while yours traveled up around his neck. he leaned down and placed his lips against yours. for what felt like centuries, you were now reunited with your lover. the only man you could ever love, the two of you will now rule together

[nicherayyy]

JJBA MASTERLIST

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Jonathan x Child Reader hc

La Unita x bug lover Child!Reader

La Unita "helping" Child!Reader with monsters under their bed

La Squadra x Teen!Reader who’s dating Giorno

La Squadra x Child!Reader calling them dad/big bro for the first time

La Squadra’s Reader!Child becomes friends with Bucci Gang’s Child

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La Squadra x bullied GN! Child Reader  (ice cream couple included)

Bucci Gang babysitting La Squadra's child

La Squadra x Child Reader who throws a tantrum

La Squadra x GN Teen Reader coming out as gay

La Squadra x Child Reader who has a childish crush on Bruno

Child Reader interacting with La Squadra stands

La Squadra x Sick Gn!Child Reader

Imagine being La Squadra's child and in trouble with Prosciutto

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[moonywritez6]

Kinktober Day 4 Stygiophilia (Reupload)

Character: Dio Brando x Virgin reader

Reader: Fem Reader

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, Smut, Unprotected sex, Stygiophilia, harsh language, corruption kink, rough sex, blood, talk of religion, mentions of going to hell, degradation, dacryphilia, loss of virginity, manipulation

Stygiophilia: Arousal to the thought of hellfire and damnation.

Wc: 5,042

A/n: Hello my sweets! Unfortunately, I got locked out of my old blog account, so I had to make a new one! So, chances of you having seen this before are high as it's on my old account! (I am so sad about it honestly). But I am going through all my old accounts posts and reuploading them here! I hope you can still enjoy my works!

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"Young miss, please slow down! A lady must not run!" You heard one of your lady-in-waiting yells after you as you happily ran through the familiar corridors of your home. You were the younger sister of Jonathan Joestar and had been sent away to an all-girls boarding school for the last three years, so you were beyond excited to see your father and older brother. As you reach the front doors to the manor, your eyes light up at the familiar sight of your older brother, a giant smile on his face as he holds his arms out to you, ready to accept your tight embrace. "Brother! I missed you!" You cried while leaping into his arms, causing the older boy to laugh as he held you securely while spinning you around. Your lady-in-waiting finally catches up, placing her hands on her knees as she tries to catch her breath while trying to scold you.

"My dear sister, are you still causing trouble for people? What's the point of sending you to such a high-class school if you refuse to listen!" Jonathan laughs while playfully ruffling your hair. You pout, pushing his hand away as you stick your tongue out playfully, earning another bright smile from the brother you admired with all your heart. "I have so much I wish to talk about! Where is father?!" You cheered, looking around, wishing to tell him your stories. Jonathan frowns as he leads you into the manor by wrapping an arm around your shoulders comfortingly. "Y/n father's condition appears to be getting worse…he is now bedridden." Your eyes go wide in horror as you quickly take off towards your father's room, ignoring your brother's calls for you to wait.

You run up the stairs, shoes slipping off due to your rush, causing you to stumble a bit, but you pay them no mind as you go and push the doors to the room open, not bothering to knock. "Father!" You called tears in your eyes as you looked at the weak figure of your father sitting peacefully in his bed. "Ah, Y/n, my dear, you've come home!" Your father greets you with a small smile before coughing. You rush to his bedside and carefully place your hands on his. "Oh, Father, why didn't you tell me your condition worsened? I would have rushed to your side to help you recover!" Your father only smiles at your words as he gently runs his hand over your hair, comforting your anxious heart.

"That is exactly why I didn't write about it to you. Your studies in becoming a proper lady are far more important than this small illness." He declares, watching as your brows knit together in annoyance. Before you can give any protest to his words, he cuts you off, his gaze averting to one of the corners of the room. "Besides, I had your brothers here to help me. Isn't that right, Dio and Jonathan?" He asks with a soft smile. Your body stiffens at the name of the boy your father had taken into your home. You hated how your father addressed Dio as your brother, for you had never seen or accepted him as anything else but a cruel, uncaring man who took advantage of your father's kind nature. Slowly, you become aware of your father's presence and the other two who stood in the room with you. "That's right, Father. I have ensured to care for him, so you don't need to fret Y/n." Your body shivered, and blood ran cold at the familiar, sickening voice of Dio.

You slowly turn towards where the voice came from, your eyes locked with those dark, cold brown eyes that still torment you years later. “I see…thank you…” You whisper, trailing off as you never knew how to properly converse with the man whose eyes always stared deep into your soul. Dio gives you a smirk as he takes a few steps towards your form. You feel your heart racing with each step, your nerves screaming for you to move or run, but you can't. Thankfully, Jonathan, who had been silently standing by the door this whole time, moves to stand protectively by your side. Dio frowns at this while pretending to look hurt at the two of you. "What is it, Jonathan? I wish to give our dear Y/n a welcoming hug like you and Father." He defends a fake smile on his face as he outstretched his arms to you, expecting your sweet embrace.

You hesitate, eyes trailing to your brother, who looks down at you; worry fills his eyes. You devise an excuse to avoid hugging the man but stop when you feel your father gently squeeze your hands, earning your full attention. "Go on, Y/n! It's rude not to greet everyone, is it not?" You cringe at your father's words, knowing it would only cause problems for his health if you continued to avoid the man, he tried calling son. With a stiff nod, you slowly stand from the side of the bed, hands placed in front of you as you nervously fidget with your fingers and slowly take a few steps toward the much bigger man who looks at you with mischievous eyes. You bite your lip as you shakily bring your arms up for a hug. Dio quickly pulls you close to his chest in an extraordinarily tight and possessive hug.

"Welcome home, Y/n. We've all missed you dearly." You cringe at the fake joy in his voice, knowing it was all an act to get on your father's good side. Dio smirks as he leans his mouth close to your ear, whispering in a tone that no one else could hear. "I don't care how long it takes…you will submit to me." He growls darkly, causing your eyes to widen as you try to pull away from him but fail due to his tight grip. Dio smirks, finding your resistance adorable before his eyes lock with Jonathan, who glared at the two of you, not trusting Dio's intentions after having stumbled upon Dio and you years ago in the manor library. You hadn't done anything as Dio was the one who had you pinned to the bookshelf, his lips pressed angrily to yours. It was a sight Jonathan would never forget as he kept his pure and innocent sister far away from the man.

"I think that's enough, don't you, Dio?" Your brother asked while pulling you away from the blonde's grasp, causing Dio's lip to twitch in annoyance. "Of course, I'm just so excited to see the Joestar's sweet angel return to the manor after so long." He apologized, though you both knew it wasn't sincere. Jonathan frowned before leading you towards the door, stating that he would take you to your room as he assumed you were tired after such a long ride back. You bid goodbye to your father, ignoring Dio, who looked at you with dark and impure eyes. When you leave the room, Dio grits his fists at his side before licking his lip with amusement.

'Still clinging to that brother of yours like he'll be there forever. I'll have my chance my dear just you wait.'

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It had been a few weeks since you came back home. Thankfully, you didn't run into Dio much besides when you visited your father, or Jonathan was around to act as your shield. However, to your dismay, your older brother went off to try and find a cure due to your father's worsening condition, leaving you alone and defenseless. "Y/n, my dear, it's getting late. You should go and get some sleep; I'll be fine!" Your father laughed, trying to rid the frown that blemished your features. "But father, how can I sleep?! Your condition is worsening, and your brother has been gone for days without a word! I worry for both of you!" You cry, gripping his hands. Your father smiles before heavily coughing, causing your heart to ache.

"You've always been such a kind and caring girl, Y/n. I know your mother would be so proud to see the pure and elegant girl you've become." His confession shocks you at the mention of your deceased mother. You and Jonathan were half-siblings, neither having met your mothers due to the accident and your mother's illness. You always remembered the staff whispering badly about her because they were so in love with Jonathan's late mother. This left you feeling alone and secluded from everyone until your brother happily reached a handout for you. Since childhood, you made it a point to be a good and obedient daughter and sister to your family, not wanting to cause any problems. Of course, you would lie if you said being a good girl was easy.

"Now, give me your perfect smile before I get some rest!" Your father cheered, snapping you from your thoughts. You let out a small sigh before putting on that bright smile everyone seemed to love so much. With an approving nod, your father bids you goodnight as you silently walk back to your corridors. 'But I don't want to smile right now, father…I want to scream and cry…I want to feel sadness and anger. I want to scream at the heavens for cursing our family with such traffic fates.' You are shocked by the last thought as you quickly shake your head and slap your cheeks as you enter your room. "Don't think like that, Y/n! It's not good to think such things." You scold yourself as you lock the door before changing into one of your nightgowns.

"Oh? Do tell what things our angel might be thinking?" Your heart sinks to the pit of your stomach at the sudden voice lurking in the corner of your room. You slowly turn to see Dio perched against your wall, his eyes shining from the moon's light. "D-Dio?! What are you doing in my room?!" You yelled, taking a step back as you glanced towards your door. Dio followed your eyes just as fast, a dark smirk coming to his lips as he let out an amused chuckle, carefully pushing himself away from the wall. "Father has been voicing concerns about you since Jonathan left. So, I thought I would do him a favor and keep you company." He excused himself as he made his way between you and the door. Your eyes narrow with his word choice as you clench your fists at your sides.

"Don't address him like that when we both know you don't see the Joestar home as a family." You declared feeling yourself growing angry at the situation. Dio looks at you with an emotion flashing past his eyes, one you don't recognize due to the room's darkness. He lets out an amused chuckle while running a hand through his hair, his face falling to one of annoyance, eyes darker than usual as he looks down at you, clicking his tongue. "I see that annoying eye of yours is still as sharp as ever, brat." He spat, finally showing his true colors like when he first arrived in your lives. "Though you must admit I've become a great actor." He joked. Before you could react, Dio's form was looming over yours. His eyes narrowed as he roughly took your wrist, holding it up towards his chest as he glared at you.

"Since we're on the topic…why don't you drop that pure angel act of yours?" Dio watched as your usually bright hues darkened all light, leaving them as you looked at him with a frown. "I do not like what you are insinuating Dio. Now, I must ask you to leave my room." You demanded your words cold as ice, holding no warmth for the man before you. Dio felt his chest puff with pride and joy as he got to see this expression for a second time. He remembers first seeing the dark look in your eyes when he stumbled upon you in the library years ago. The way you stared coldly at the books before you, not a single sight of joy to be seen. It excited him knowing that there was a darker side to the Joestars family within the girl whom everyone always spoke so purely of. He wanted to see more of it, more of the girl whose life has been dedicated to portraying a false sense of joy.

"There it is…" Dio whispered, his grip on your wrist tightening as he went and threw you onto the bed, causing a small gasp to leave your lips as you fell onto the soft surface. As you tried to get up, Dio sat on top of you, his legs trapping your smaller form as he gripped your wrists above your head, his face inches from yours as he looked at you with a sadistic grin on his face. The lack of distance allowed you to examine Dio's features closely. You couldn't deny that he was an attractive man and that you had once found yourself crushing on him, but due to his sick personality, you tried pushing the thought deep into the back of your mind.

"Tell me, does being so good to those who hate you get tiresome?" He asked, watching as your eyes widened in surprise. "What? Did you think I wouldn't notice how the staff treated you over the years? How they look at you with detest." Dio mocked his free hand, going to grab your chin, making it so you could not ignore him. You grit your teeth, anger filling your body as he mocked your hard work to be the perfect girl for your family, all the nights you spent wishing to be accepted by everyone. He would welcome you. To him, you were something to treasure and keep close to; he wanted all of it for himself.

"Dio, let me go this instant! I won't let you make a fool of me!" You yelled while trying to escape his grasp. Dio hummed, amused, as he leaned closer to your face, his lips inches away. "You're so cute; begging like anything could get you out of this." he mused before placing his lips roughly against your own. Your eyes went wide, remembering the last time this happened. How aggressive he was with you, the look in his eyes like a predator wanting to claim what's his. You whine into the kiss, your body reacting in a strange way as you feel a wave of heat rush to your skin. Dio hums, pulling away from the kiss as he watches the saliva still connecting you start to thin. "It must be so exhausting…being an angel." He confesses while carefully sliding his thumb across your bruising lips. He watches your face show surprise at his words, internally grinning as he finds your weak spot.

"Tell me…what was it you were thinking earlier, angel? Was it something impure?" He hoped his words were right as he watched your eyes shift away. You said nothing as you tried processing everything at once. Your silence annoyed Dio as he went and slid his tongue down your neck, his ears taking in your surprised gasp as you tried to squirm away, your legs pressing together. "Does the Joestars' pure and innocent child actually have a filthy mind?" He teased as he went and bit down on your soft spot, feeling himself grow excited when a moan slipped past your lips. "N-no! It's not like that! I don't think that way!" You pleaded, the feeling of his lips sucking on your skin, causing your cheeks to heat up as a strange tingling begins in your lower half. "Oh? Then tell me, if not that, then what? What could be plaguing that innocent mind of yours?" He coos his grip on your wrist tightening as his head moves towards your chest.

Your eyes widened as your heart started speeding up when you realized what he was planning. "It was only for a moment! I cursed the heavens, but I was wrong!" You confessed, hoping it would allow you to catch Dio off guard. However, your words caused something to snap inside Dio's mind as he looked down at you surprised, his heart rate rising as he felt his pants start to feel tighter as he took in your words. "Cursing the heavens? Isn't that a grave sin with you people who worship that God of yours?" He asks, unable to stop the growing smirk, his eyes glossing over with lust as he takes in how pure you looked trapped under him in that white nightgown that fit you perfectly. Your cheeks are deep red due to the unknown feelings starting up within.

"Tell me, angel…has a man ever touched you?" His question causes you to fume with embarrassment as you look away from him, not wanting to answer such a vulgar question. "H-How could you say such filthy things?!" You cried your mind spinning from the situation. Dio's eyes narrowed as he licked his lips, his hand releasing your wrists, catching you by surprise as you looked up at him with confusion. "So, this body is still pure?" He asks with a voice filled with amusement as he trails his hands from your shoulders down to your breasts, roughly massaging them over your precious nightgown. Your eyes widen as you quickly slap a hand over your mouth, muffling the moans that escape from the unknown feeling.

"Is it good when I touch you here? Or maybe here?" he muses, going and grinding against you, the bulge in his pants becoming evident as he finds himself tainting the pure body of Jonathan's most precious treasure. You bite your lip, trying to hold back the sinful sounds that tug at your throat. "N-no, stop it…AH!" Your back arches when Dio suddenly pulls the nightgown down, exposing your breasts to the cool air sending a chill throughout your body. Dio chuckles as he taunts you, clicking his tongue as he shakes his head. "This isn't good…for such a pure body; it sure is acting filthy to my touch." He sighed as he took the perked buds between his thumbs and index fingers, making sure to pinch and pull at them, watching as your body reacted innocently to his actions. "I-I's not my fault!" You tried to defend yourself, though you couldn't help but rub your legs together at his words. 'What's happening? Why am I getting so worked up?' You thought, not understanding your body at all.

"This body is untrained…safe from the fires of Satan." Dio starts before repositioning himself so that he can slide his hand under your nightgown, his fingers ghosting over the dampening fabric as he latches onto one of the perked buds, making sure to sink his teeth into the soft flesh, listening as you let out a loud cry your hands going to grip at his blonde strands. "S-stop! This is wrong!" You pleaded, though your mind couldn't help but betray you as multiple lewd thoughts started plaguing your mind, causing the spot between your thighs to spread against the thin fabric. Dio ignored you as his fingers went and started poking at your panties, chuckling when your thighs squeezed his hand.

"Careful, Y/n," Dio started as he pulled away from the mound of flesh with a pop, his tongue lapping at the hard bud with a dark smirk on his face as he looked up to see your lustful expression. He feels his bulge twitch as he presses his fingers past your panties, sliding them up and down your wet folds. "If you're too loud, everyone will know the sinful act you're committing. Do you want your father to know his angel is falling?" Dio laughed, finding his actions to be a rush as one finger pressed down on your clit, causing your eyes to roll back as you covered your lips with both hands, body shaking. Dio watches his sadistic grin, reaching his eyes that are wide with amusement as he lets out another booming laugh.

"Did you just cum Y/n? What a fucking slut." He growled as he twirled a finger around your freshly dripping hole, refusing to take his eyes away from yours as he watched you come down from your high. "I want you to listen to this, Y/n. Listen to how sinful your pussy is for me right now." He mumbled before slipping a digit inside. You whine in discomfort at the sudden intrusion, tears pricking your eyes from the feeling of Dio's thick finger roughly thrusting in and out of you. "Heh, does it hurt angel? Does having my finger inside this once untouched pussy feel strange?" His words are cruel as he watches your body, once pure and untouched, slowly form into an obedient toy just for him. "D-Dio…" Your words cut off as he slaps a hand over your face, eyes narrowed as he growls against your ear, his finger moving faster as you moan into his palm. "Shut up and listen, angel." He growls before adding another finger to stretch your tight walls further. "Do you hear that Y/n?" He questions while biting your earlobe, giving it a slight pull. You listen, your juices echoing off the walls of the dark room, filling your ears as Dio continues to invade you with his fingers.

"Listen to your sin, darling~" He sings, going to curl the tips of his fingers, causing a deep rumble in your throat as you look up at him, eyes no longer holding any innocent emotions as you allow your mind to be consumed by lust. You can't think straight as you go and stick your tongue out against his palm, the wet muscle licking against his rough skin, causing Dio to lick his lips as a low growl escapes his throat. "Filthy fucking girl. You're nothing but a sinful whore." He spat, looking down at you with disgust, but really, it drove him crazy. He was ruining you, the girl who always held such a beautiful smile, eyes shining so bright with love and joy now dimmed and corrupted, all thanks to him. No one else could ruin you like he was going to. He feels your walls spasm against his fingers, indicating you have orgasmed for the second time.

Dio pulls his fingers out, putting them inches from your face as he wiggles them around, allowing you to see how your juices coated them. "Look at them, Y/n. Your slutty juices are everywhere." He laughs before pulling down your panties as he goes and removes his clothing. You don't say anything as you lay there eyes half-lidded as you try to recover from all the pleasure flooding your mind. Dio notices your dazed-out expression, causing him to frown as he goes and smacks your cheek, causing your gaze to fall on him. "Don't you dare clock out on me now, you brat." He growls, going and spreading your legs wide enough for him to take in just how wet your pussy was. "Fuck so filthy, Y/n." He growls while giving his cock a few pumps, precum leaking from the slit.

You stare at him, trying to process what his next move is going to be. Dio smirked as he went and slid the tip between your folds, his cock becoming drenched from your messy pussy. It soon clicks what he plans on doing, and you look at him, panic written across your face. "N-No! You can't!" You cry, trying to move away from his giant figure. Dio scoffs as he roughly grabs you by the hips, pulling you back into place as his tip pokes at your entrance. He cups your cheek, eyes filled with a dark desire as he takes in your fearful expression, the tears in your eyes making him want to fuck you until they can't produce anymore. "Look at me, Y/n." He demands, watching as you obediently do as told, making him relish in his control over your once pure mind, now filled with corrupt thoughts of him. All him.

"I want to see you fall to hell with me, angel." His words were severe, eyes not leaving yours. You felt your chest tighten as his words caused your pussy to twitch. "Fall…to hell?" You whispered as if in a trance. Dio smirks, leaning his body over yours as he kisses the tears from your face. "Yes, my dear~ The two of us will be bound together for all eternity, our bodies burning from the flames of our sins~" He growled, pressing his lips to yours in a possessive and needy kiss. You whimper slowly opening your mouth to allow his tongue entry as he hungrily searched every corner of your mouth. "So, fall with me, angel…fall from the heavenly pedestal your family has placed you on and be damned to hell with just me by your side." He moaned into the kiss before pressing his cock into your virgin pussy.

Your eyes bulge from the intense pain as you grip Dio's biceps, your nails digging into his skin, drawing small amounts of blood, tears running down your cheeks as you cry into the kiss. Dio growls, eyes squeezing shut from how tight you were, his dick throbbing at the fact he was taking your virginity from you. Your pure body now destroyed by his corrupt one. He relishes that you will never be able to join your loved ones in heaven. You were all his forever. "I-it hurts!" You cry when he pulls away from the kiss. Your lips were bruised and swollen, eyes puffy and filled with tears as your cheeks flushed red and your body trembled. You were ruined, absolutely destroyed, and he loved it. "That's right, angel…feel all that pain, isn't it freeing?" Dio purred before moving his hips. You whine from the pain, wanting it to go away as you reach a handout towards him.

Dio snatched your hand, bringing it to his face as he inhaled your scent before locking eyes with you as he sunk his teeth into your flesh, watching you flinch as his thrusts became more aggressive. "Mmh~ Dio, your cock hurts! Please take it out!" You whine, though it falters when the pain turns into pleasure. "It's dirty! So dirty!" You cry, your legs wrapping around his waist and pushing him closer to you, causing his cock to go even deeper inside your impure pussy. You moan tossing your head back, mouth hanging open as drool falls from your chin. Dio watches you with an evil grin as he roughly grabs your hips, sure to leave bruises later. "That's right, angel fall with me! Join me in a world full of sin where just the two of us can rule!" He moans out, loving that he was destroying you. The girl he's had eyes on for seven years was not being roughly fucked underneath him.

You moan too fucked out to care who heard you anymore as you think of what awaits you once you are to leave this world. "I'm going to burn in hell, Dio~ my pussy is being fucked by a man I'm not married to!" You moaned out, unable to hold back your thoughts as a smile formed on your face from the idea of burning in the hot flames. Dio curses as his gaze travels down to where his cock disappeared inside you, his eyes narrowing when he sees the blood mixed with your juices leaking from his shaft down onto your once clean sheets. "He leans forwards, capturing one of your hands in his as he pounds into your abused pussy deep pants, leaving his lips as he takes you all in with his eyes. "Fall with me, angel…do you like that? The thought of being burned by hell's flames? Your pussy is sucking my dick so good, darling~" Dio coos as he kisses your neck, leaving marks wherever he can.

Your body shutters at the thought eyes in the back of your head, a giant smile on your face as you imagine your body being burned for the pleasure you were receiving in this life. Dio looks down at you, his heart racing about how you reacted to his words and actions. He loved that you were finally showing your true self to the you who worked so hard to be so suitable for everyone. Now you were good for just him. "Think about it, Y/n. You no longer have to please those worthless staff who treated you like the devil…because now you're my beautiful fallen angel…my sinful darling~" Dio growled, his cock twitching as he felt himself reaching his limit. You say nothing as you cry and moan, your stomach tightening for the third time.

'That's right… I'm no longer their angel…I can finally be free from this suffocating cage.' You thought tears formed in your eyes as they slid down the damn skin onto your messy sheets. "You'll be so beautiful screaming in agony~" Dio confesses the thought causing him to curse as his cock swelled inside you, his throat tightening as a vein popped out. "Fuck… I'm going to cum inside your filthy pussy Y/n!" He laughed, his thrusts becoming sloppy. You whined as he went and tossed your legs over his shoulders, the new position causing him to press against your womb. Your eyes went wide as you felt something inside you snap your juices spraying all over Dio's cock as a puddle stained the sheets. Your vision went white, no sound leaving your lips as your body violently shook.

Dio laughs like crazy after witnessing you squirt all over him, his voice echoing throughout the room. "Hahaha! Sorry JoJo! Looks like I've turned your precious little sister into such a sinful devil fit just for my cock~" He laughs manically before gripping your face with one hand as he looks at you with that sadistic look back on his face. He feels himself reach his limit as he cums deep inside your pussy, his cum filling you up.

"Look at me Y/n. I want to see you fall to hell with me darling~"

[xsmutreadersx]

They go like "I can change him 🥺🤞" and then it's Dio Brando 💀

[pfpanimes]

⌕ jojo’s bizarre adventure - dio brando.

like or reblog if you save/use.

[sovereignjojoz]

Crown Prince Dio

Pairings: Prince!Dio x reader.

Summary: being dio’s favourite noble.

Warnings: dio. implied fem reader, slight power imbalance?

Notes - sorry for being gone so long been busy w school! Also I will defs expand on this concept further and make it a big darker in later posts!

Crown Prince Dio, a man of vivality, the sun of the vast empire he ruled over.

In typical Dio fashion, he attained the throne by usurping the previous monarch but despite being the sovereign, he wanted to attain to upmost power available, so till he was coronated the Joestar line were exiled till he was firmly set in his position.

Once coronated, like any monarch, the council had started pressuring him to find a spouse, stressing the important of ensuring the security of the Brando dynasty, however he found all those matters rather tedious…even opting to fall asleep in some of the council meetings, after all, who would dare to disturb the king?

Additionally, he didn’t like to be tethered to one person, shouldn’t everyone be graced with the pleasure to experience all that is prince Dio? Why would he limit himself like that.

So when his loyal advisor, vanilla ice suggested to allow high ranking nobles to stay within the palace (almost like consorts but not fully) and see if there was anyone who piqued his interest, he found himself surprisingly agreeing.

Initially, the Prince had never heard of you. You were low ranking nobility from within the kingdom, with a barely recognisable name, yet what piqued his interest in you was Jojo’s interest in you.

Or more so a large part of the kingdom’s infatuation with you, he had heard rumours circulating of ‘the fairest maiden’ in fact jojo himself even slipped up and said it in his presence.

So how could he not be intrigued.

The fact that the whole kingdom wanted your hand made him desire you solely for himself, he’d sent a letter out requesting your presence at the castle immediately.

It was not a betrothal, he had just been curious, he wanted you to stay with him for a while.

And upon arrival, you did. You didn’t even get your own chambers, your belongings were whisked away from you as you were made to stay in Prince Dio’s chambers, which was a feat no other noble boasted (although part of this was only due to the fact that he wanted to irk Jojo with this news knowing rumours would circulate).

Because you are of a much lower status than him, he orders you to call him Lord Dio, as it gives him a sense of gratification.

But he actually comes to notice that he enjoys your company and you begin to gain a reputation of being “the prince’s favourite noble.”

You even noticed how he treated you differently compared to the others within the palace, gifting you frequently and having outfits tailored to match his.

Or simply being allowed into areas which would normally be restricted and also being invited into his bed chambers the most.

And he was very touchy with you too, you had heard Lord Dio was quite fond of pda, you’d seen him entangled with many other nobles before but becoming the recipient was a whole different thing. He was generous with his kisses, perhaps too generous since he liked to litter them on a variety of different places on your body.

He also carried you in the vast corridor, no matter who was present.

Yet such favour was met with distaste from the other nobles, you found your personal items frequently going missing and was met with the occasional shove or trip every once in a while.

Yet his highness only fuelled these reactions further as he was quite possessive especially in front of the other nobles.

You vividly remember the time when all the seats in the banquet hall were taken up leaving you seatless and as you vacated the room, Lord Dio called you.

“Come here, you have a perfect good seat here.” He gestured to his lap and pulled you down onto it.

He even bit your shoulder, making you squeal. He loved biting but he also liked attention.

Oh dear, you could only but hope this didn’t end badly.

[diosnumber1slut]

Dom DIO X Sub Fem Y/n

CONTAINS: (ddlg, spanking, degradation, humiliation, facial, sexting, mention of 18+ media being sent, if you squint very hard slight praise, yandere themes, y/n is a brat, brat-tamer DIO, yandere DIO)

First person, italic used for thoughts & texts

{Oh btw I also did a little insignificant playlist that you can listen to when you're reading it or maybe if you want to listen to it on a daily basis then go ahead!}

“Daddy I’m back~” I said as I stepped in his luxurious penthouse.

Everything was in the colours of black and crimson with some touches of gold, the night skyline was absolutely breathtaking seen from above.

I didn’t find him anywhere so I decided to go and take a look in his office and when I opened the door I saw him sitting in his black leather chair with his back facing me “Well look who’s back~” then he said to me in a particular relaxed but still imposed tone “Sit down.” so I said as I sat down “Is there something wrong daddy?” then he replied to my question, menacingly, “So… how’s your ex doing without your presence hmm…good?” A voice inside of my head told me that he knew clearly that I had sex with my ex this evening but then that voice died out and I responded with “Y-yes he’s doing good without me…” “I stuttered fuck!” then he said “Then why were you at your ex boyfriend’s house this evening?…” then my blood froze as he turned around to face me then he stood up and there I saw his towering self, eclipsing me, “You respond to my messages and calls immediately but this evening you weren’t answering so I decided to track your location down and I saw that you were at your ex’s house…” he said teasingly as he approached me then he raised my head with his hand under my chin “You’ll be punished severely for it my naughty little slut…Now go to my room and wait for me.” he said in a menacing tone “Ok daddy…” I stood up and then I went straight to his room.

I waited for him patiently feeling a sort of suspense raising inside me. “What will he do? I wonder…~” I said between me and myself then all of a sudden the door opened “You’ve got some explaining to do…” he said in an imposing tone as he came towards me. He had only his black pants and white shirt on, his amber eyes were burning with wrath and his golden locks were flowing with each of his perfectly calculated steps then all of a sudden I was bent over his lap and then the first spanking of the night strikes my ass, I mewled out his name in pain then he spoke “What did I say about fucking other boys…” I said in a weary tone “I’m sorry daddyyy!~” he said furiously as he continued to spank me “You’ve been a very bad girl…”; after half an hour of spanking he took me off of his lap and bent me over the bed and rammed his entire length inside of my pussy and still gave me more of his generous spankings as he fucked me.

His pace was brutal and sadistic truly meant to hurt, then I saw that he took my phone from my purse and decided to take a video of myself getting fucked all the way out then he said “Say hi to your ex!” He roared angrily; I just moaned loudly begging him to have mercy on me then he chuckled darkly then I heard him say “Lay even a finger on her and I’ll kill you…Got it?” then he finished recording the video and continued to fuck me.

As he released himself inside of me he took his raging shaft out and took my phone again and took a quick pic of my wet womanhood spilling with his essence then he inserted it into my mouth, I felt myself gagging onto his enormous raging member.

I felt like if I was in a photoshoot for how many pictures he was taking of my messy self sucking on his throbbing cock “Was my little slut starving for daddy’s cock?…I mean after fucking your worthless ex you must be desperate for my precious touch~” He said tauntingly and as a response I hummed in ecstasy as his cock hit the back of my throat constantly then he chuckled menacingly looking down at my drooling mess.

He decided to start fucking my ass then he took a video of it; he gave a playful spank at my ass cheek “Ah!~” I moaned then he said “Ahh…my naughty little slut serves me so well…she’s literally made for me…~” he furiously said “Her existence is only meant for pleasuring my deepest carnal desires…” he said angrily as he finished recording.

I was going in overdrive with pleasure as his cock plowed in and out of my mouth then he decided to take some pictures of me sucking his cock dry “You look so pretty while you suck my cock~” I looked up at him “Aww such a cute little thing that you are…And to think that you are only mine~” he chuckled tauntingly “Hmmm?” he hummed and he faced at my phone and then he noticed three notifications from my ex, he immediately grabbed my phone and saw some texts coming from him that read “go fuck yourselves!”-“I hate you both!”-“I will kill you both!” then he laughed darkly at the ominous threats, he then said “Yeah keep on sucking my cock…Ngh- good girl~”. He just kept on going until he felt that he was going to come then he took his cock out of my throat and came all over my face and breast “Ooooh fuck yeah my sweet little girl…~” then he picked up my phone once again took one last picture at my messy self covered in his thick cum and sent it to him and then to my ex then he said out loud what he was texting to him “She belongs to me…touch her and I’ll make sure you’ll regret the day you’ve met her.” then he picked me up by my waistline and began kissing me roughly and passionately then he broke the kiss and said to me “Swear that you’ll never see any other guy but me…” then I said “I swear daddy~” then he said “Good…” then I said “I’m feeling sleepy daddyyyyyy…~” then we went to sleep together and before I fell asleep he patted my head and said “You’re such an obedient girl…you deserve a reward.” I then replied “Really?!” He then said “Yes…Tomorrow I’ll take you out wherever you like.” then I said “Thank you so much Daddy Dio I love you!” He then said as he gave a kiss on my forehead “I love you too my dear…” and then we both went to a peaceful slumber.

[jojikawa]

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙞𝙤: 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝘿𝙞𝙤 𝘾𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙. | 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙎𝙞𝙭

WICKED EYES

MASTERLIST

This is dark romance with descriptions of violence, gore, racism, sexism along with NSFW themes. The reader is black in this AU but this story can be enjoyed by all walks of life ❤️

Immediate warnings: mild sexual content, manipulation, light Somnophilia, mild description of violence + blood.

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Dio would never let anyone see him cry. He felt like only weak men, like Jonathan, would ever cry in the presence of others. No matter how angry or sorrowful he would become, he refused to allow an emotional outflow until he was in private. Alone.

Then you came along. Dio felt so much more at ease expressing himself and he wasn’t too sure about that being a good or bad thing. Nonetheless, when you saw Dio cry for the first time, it was extremely early in the morning. Dawn at best. He climbed to your window at the Pendleton Estate, banging on it like a mad man. It forced you to let him in or else he would wake everyone. Including your mother. That would be a nightmare.

His face was red with anger and his clothes were torn up like nothing you had seen before. This was a memory he clinged to; a moment that has probably left your mind since then. He got into a fight and when lost and was beaten by older men, he sought you out instead of going back home. He knew that Jonathan would only see his pain as a victory. Dio refused to tell you what happened at first. All you knew was that he was fuming with bruises and tattered attire. So, you took care of him the best you could.

You gave him a dose of Laudanum to ease his pain. Luckily, nothing was broken but that didn’t stop Dio from bitching about it. You finally decided to pry, even after he asked you not to.

“Dio, I can’t help if you don’t tell me what happened.” You cooed softly as you held the bundle of ice to the bulging wound on his face. “I told you to stop asking me, girl.” He spat. You rolled your eyes. He could never fool you with a tough facade. “You know I can’t do that. I worry for you.” You cupped his cheek with the other hand. “You can always talk to me, ya know. I did let you in.” You rubbed his cheek with your thumb. His averted eyes finally met yours. They were glossy. The way you touched him reminded of his mother.

 His face twisted into a grimace. His chapped lips cracked and bled. He began ugly crying, not even caring that you were staring him in the eyes. “Oh, Dio.” You frowned, your face softening too. You sat the makeshift ice pack to the side and embraced him. He hugged you back, squeezing you and wetting your shoulder with his tears. “I’ll kill them all.” Dio trembled, clenching your hair and nightgown. You rubbed his back as he let out his anger.

“Who did this to you?” You asked. “Why did they hurt you?”

“Those peasants! Those insufferable plague rats!”

“Where, Dio?”

“The slums.”

Your eyes widened and you released him. “Dio, I told you to stop going there. They will never treat you the same now that you’re a Joestar.” You furrowed your eyes at him. You’ve told him 1000 times to stop going to the slums. They were dangerous and the people who lived there were even more. Yet, he never listened. He still wanted to live his old life while adorning a noble surname.

The boy stayed silent, not at all wanting to provoke you for one of your lectures. You sighed, pulling away completely. You put your hands into your lap and averted your eyes too.

“You’ll need to leave soon, Dio.” You said sadly. This didn’t help his situation. “What!? Why!?” More tears began to well up in his eyes. He didn’t want things to be over so soon. “Don’t make me go back to that god-forsaken mansion like this.” Dio’s eye was still swollen with a purplish tint under his eye. His lips were bloody and his skin was dotted with dry red scratches.

“I have work to do today. The Pendletons want to have a big dinner.” You picked up the ice pack and gave it to Dio. He snatched it from you before holding it to his face. He seemed so frustrated. “I’m sorry.” You sighed. “C-Can I come later?” Dio muttered, pouting at this situation like a child. You smiled a bit. Hopefully he would cheer up soon. “Sure, Dio, but you need rest as well. The wounds would heal faster.”

You remembered another time when Dio cried. It was the first time he visited the grave of his parents with you. Seeing Dario wasn’t something he would ever do too often. He was glad the man was dead. It was his mother, you see. The boy still felt drawn to seeing her every now and again. He was typically alone but this one time he asked you to join him. 

Dio told you a brief version of the story of his life. That wasn’t what brought him to tears. He was used to this. It’s replayed in his mind hundreds of times now. It was more or so about his mother. He truly missed her. He couldn’t say he wasn’t jealous of your ability to see your mother at any time but he didn’t make you feel bad for it. It was Dario’s fault.

“And that’s why I killed him.” Dio suddenly blurted out, his voice cracking only a little. You noticed but that wasn’t what grabbed your attention. “You…killed him?” You repeated softly. You’ve gotten to know Dio really well by now. So, him saying something like this didn’t even make sense. He could be pushy and a bit of a bully but he couldn’t murder someone? Yeah, he was just being emotional right now. 

You frowned before stepping closer towards him. His hand was balled into a fist at his side. You grabbed it and pulled his arm into your chest. “Dio…” 

“Don’t look at me!” He yanked his arm away and continued to break down more. You placed your hand over his again. “It’s just us.” His knuckles were still bruised from the last fight he had gotten into. You gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. You finally asked him. “Did you kill your father or-“

“I didn’t mean it, okay? I just…wish I did.” He lied. Lying to you didn’t come easy at first but it soon became easy enough since he did it often. You hummed before giving him a small smile. “It’s getting late, Dio. Maybe I can sneak you in my room again and we can-“

The boy shook his head. “I’ll just walk you home. Come on.”

It began to occur to you why Dio might’ve gotten so attached to you. Despite being a young girl, you had qualities that were usually expected from older women. Notably, mothers. You knew how to cook, clean, you took care of Dio when he was hurt or sick, you wiped his tears and embraced him when he cried, you gave him positive affirmation. Somehow, you filled the hole she left behind.

Another time you heard of Dio crying was through Jonathan. It was after you broke things off with him. Jonathan fought Dio to honor Erina and seemed to have won. Afterwards, he came to you to ask for her. That’s when you told him Erina wanted nothing to do with him anymore. The boy accepted your offer to patch him up. You asked how he had gotten himself into such a situation and he told you the events that transpired.

“…and that Dio cried like a baby!” Jonathan laughed to himself, trying to make light of the situation for his sake. You had frozen up, no longer cleaning his nose with the small handkerchief. “D-Dio was crying?” You tilted your head. Your chest felt empty like your heart sank. You felt like Dio probably would need you at a time like this…but he was rotten. He kissed Erina. He hit her too. He screamed at you and tried to lie about it. The feelings were too fresh. He would need to fend for himself now. 

“Yes, he was.” Jonathan reiterated. When he saw your expression, his smile fell for a moment. Then he smiled again. “Hey, how about you come meet my dog, Danny? He loves meeting new people.” The boy jumped up, offering you his hand.

You retreated inward. “A-Are you sure? I know you’re just trying to be nice an’ all…”

“Of course, I’m sure! I’m not just being nice. You seem like a great person.”

Words couldn’t explain the pain Dio felt in his chest when you began hanging out with Jonathan as his “friend.” The jealousy ate him alive from the inside out. It became too much to bear, causing him to actively avoid you just to find peace in his own house. We all know how that turned out. Seeing you enjoy that stupid dog caused him to lash out as well. It almost felt like you treated that dog, Danny, better than you treated him. So, Dio did it. He killed the helpless animal by stuffing it into the incinerator.

Fortunately for him, that was a secret you never found out.

Now, in the present day, you didn’t think you’d ever see Dio cry again. He was too set in his ways, his ego was through the roof. He would never feel sorrowful enough to cry again like that, would he? Real tears. Not the false tears he would use to cushion whatever consequences he would face. Maybe you were wrong.

You were sitting in Dio’s library with a young boy. He was a young Japanese boy with cherry red hair and a green school uniform. He was an aspiring artist and asked to draw you. You felt obliged to as he seemed to be in awe at your beauty. You were still confused, though.

“Er, N-Noriaki, was it?” Your voice was small and unsure. The boy’s face lit up when you said his name. He had his canvas set up with an assortment of art materials. 

“Yes?” He answered quickly, almost like he was afraid of you. You moved from the position that he was drawing you in, causing his expression to fall flat. “How did you come to meet, Dio?” You asked politely. Your tone sounded like you were talking to a child, it was so nice. The boy began to sweat at your question. You examined his face, eyes softened and eyebrows raised; just waiting for him to finish. A smile graced your lips and he couldn’t help but turn away from you.

Dio was gone. He seemed to go out every day since he had gotten you pregnant and each time he brought back new people you’ve never seen before but would never tell you why. He would either avoid it or try occupying you with something else.

“I-I told you, my Lady. I came to Egypt with my family for a trip. That’s how I met Lord Dio.” 

His reply was almost robotic.

You tilted your head in a curious way. “Dio isn’t here right now.”

Your words made the boy’s eyes dart from side to side. He looked as if he was holding in his breath. A moment passed before he exhaled sharply. He didn’t actually know which Lord or Lady he should be listening to. Would Dio punish him for telling you or would he be punished for ignoring you? Lying? It was unclear.

“I’ve known Dio all my life.” You began, briefly looking down at your hands in your lap. “The last thing he finds interest in are those younger than him. Nor, anyone at all for that matter. So, I’ve just wondered how he’s come to suddenly make so many friends.”

Your eyes were on him again making him nervous. His mouth twitched again as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t. Like if he opened his mouth he would be struck down by God himself.

“What is this? Does my own wife believe I lack charisma? Am I that unlikable to you…?

Dio faked a pain in his voice as he entered the room. His footsteps were silent, seemingly impossible for a man his size but…he was able to accomplish it. You sighed at his presence, inwardly frowning but keeping your lips neutral enough for him not to notice. Noriaki didn’t say a word but with how things were going, you were already beginning to put things together. Dio was right about you being too smart for your own good.

“You’re back early.” You exhaled as you stood up. Kakyoin visibly reacted, growing sadder as he still hadn’t finished the portrait of you. Maybe next time.

Dio circled around you like a predator before grabbing your dainty hands. He rubbed your knuckles before bringing them to his lips. “You don’t sound happy about that.” He remarked, eyes piercing down at you like daggers. One thing Dio was extremely good at was making you feel small and getting your heart rate to quicken.

“You may be on your way, Kakyoin.” Dio broke eye contact with you to see the young boy off. “Yes, Lord Dio!” Noriaki made quick work of his task to move all of his belongings out of the room. It was almost as if the boy feared Dio. “I think it’s time we explored your stand now, yes?” Dio motioned you to come.

He brought you to Enyaba. Dio believed she would name your stand something that went along with her Tarot Deck. Maybe “The High Priestess” or “The Empress.” But instead you got…

“Mother Mercy?”

You tilted your head at the old woman. She was sweating and shaking at the tall brute who was standing behind you. He didn’t seem to be happy. The name was bad per se. Not by any means…it just that did that make you connected to Dio? Because you were the mother of his unborn child? No, stand names are predetermined and you’ve had your stand longer than you’ve been pregnant.

“I suppose that name is okay.” You gave Enyaba a small smile; one that she cherished like it was the best gift she’s ever received. You then turned to Dio. “Can we speak…uh, privately?” You asked, almost timidly. Dio mistook this as you being coy. It made him smirk and his stomach churn with pleasure. “Of course we can, my love.” He then turned to his lingering subordinates. “OUT ALL OF YOU!” He barked with no warning. The diverse set of people who made themselves unnoticed seemingly disappeared. They always cleared out so fast for him.

It was subtle but you could tell he was in a better mood. Perhaps, in his mind, he felt as if he were succeeding:

He was able to exit the coffin. He was able to gather loyal followers. He was able to use his vampiric powers in ways he could never have imagined. And the love of his life was still alive, pregnant and within arms reach. He was able to lie to her. 

“Why have you been bringing back new people to this place everyday? Is there a particular reason?” You questioned lightly. To Dio, you almost sounded like your old self. It was adorable but sometimes, he believed that he gave you too much freedom to be comfortable enough to even think of questioning him.

“They’re simply my servants and yours.”

Almost instantly, your eyebrows arched slightly. Your annoyed expression was soft. Only a person like Dio could notice a facial expression of that degree.

“Then why do we need so many? It’s only the two of us. Why do they need these so-called ‘stands’ as well?” You crossed your arms, making eye contact with the man. You weren’t extremely keen on what stands could do but you at least knew the idea of them.

Dio’s smirk faded. This. He hated when you did this. It seemed like you already knew the answer but you would just keep prying until you got him to say those incriminating words.

“As I said, stands are a gift. I bestow them onto those I deem worthy and then they serve me and everything I do.” Dio then turned away from you. After all this time, remnants of who he used to be would come out and he couldn’t bear to look at you.

“I see.” You sighed, rubbing your temples with your finger tips. You took another deep breath before gaining the courage to say what you wanted. There was a deep pit of anxiety that manifested itself in your body. It clawed to get out, growing restless with every nanosecond. 

Then you said it.

“Dio, I know you’re lying.” You closed your eyes, already embracing yourself for him to lash out. “I’ve suspected you were from the beginning. I wanted to give you a chance but-“ 

Dio appeared in front of you, much closer. He grabbed your arm with enough force to stop you from backing away. “How dare you accuse me of lying…?”

You expected him to shout like he did last time but this time his voice was low and he talked slower than usual.

You narrowed your eyes. “Dio, I am probably the only person on this Earth who knows the real you. I’ve seen every emotion you can produce. I’ve heard every lie…” you felt your throat getting tight. You bit your lip and held back the emotions as best you could. “But because I love you, I wanted to believe that maybe one time, you would stand by your word.”

Dio squinted his eyes at you as you spoke. There was no use in keeping up such a useless lie when he already got what he wanted from you. His grasp on you eased. His touch became loving and he pulled you closer to him. He placed his hands on your hips. 

Dio chuckled. “Perhaps, I did lie.” He lifted you, chests pressing together as he began to carry you to a long mahogany table. You wrapped your arms and legs around him for support but he did it as if you weighed nothing. He placed your bottom onto the table, ignoring your pleas for him to let you go.

“So, you’re just going to kill the last of the Joestar family? Why?” You tried to wiggle from his hold. He would do anything except let you be an individual. He needed to touch any part of you and keep you close just to feel whole.

“It’s self-defense. I know I can’t achieve my goals if they’re only going to get it my way.”

When he finished speaking, you finally processed everything; everything you’ve been told that is. There wasn’t much you could do in this situation.

“Oh, what’s that face for? It was only a white lie—and look, we’re going to be a family now. Is that not exciting?” Dio gave you a smirk of self-satisfaction with his clawed thumb rubbing your belly gingerly. He knew you weren’t happy about him blatantly breaking your trust but he tried to cushion your possible reactions as much as he could. You saw that his eyes would linger far lower than your own.

You couldn’t help but stay silent for a moment. A searing feeling of sadness penetrated your belly, causing your face to scrunch just a little; a small pain settling in the center of your face  as your eyes began to water.

“…what is it about me?” Your eyes wandered off to the side, not wanting to see how his face would change at his words. Dio raised an eyebrow with his movements ceasing. He noticed how sullen you had become.

“What is what about you? There is nothing. It’s simply a score to settle—“

“You don’t listen to me. You never listen to me.” You narrowed your eyes. “Everything you’ve ever done has been for yourself.” Clawing your hands out of anger left marks on the soft wooden table. Everything around you, even your existence was something Dio made happen to please himself. No one else.

“Nonsense. We both knew that eventually we would be a family.”

You looked eyes with the man. “I want nothing more than to gouge my stomach out and rid myself of this parasite!”

Dio pushed himself away for you, already fuming from your lack of cooperation. “Then why don’t you?!” He blurted out. “It’s already so clear that you don’t want me at all!”

“Eh-?” You blinked. “Are you kidding me? I agreed to this for you! I didn’t have to say yes to you. Just because I don’t lay down like a whore and let you do whatever you want to me doesn’t mean I don’t want you.”

“Then perhaps a whore is what I need then; because a whore may actually listen and appreciate the life I’ve given her.”

You shook your head. A method of coping escaped your mouth as a fake laugh. “You’re the same as you always were.” You spoke words filled with venom. They cut like swords and left him wounded because you were the only thing left of his past. “Be with your whores and prostitutes. I don’t want to be a part of this anymore.” You hugged your arms to yourself. Your face didn’t show any sign of uncertainty. It’s almost like you’ve been thinking of this for a while now. “I’m…leaving.”

Dio froze up. For a second, it felt like he couldn’t breathe. If he were a weaker man he most likely would have collapsed. When his brain fully processed the situation he put himself in, he turned away from you, turning his gaze to the moonlight.

“You’re not.”

“I am.”

“No, you can do that. You’re mine and you are what I say you are.” The muscles in his hand began to twitch. “To think you’d throw away everything we’ve had for the Joestars.”

You scoffed. “Yes, because it is so hard to not eradicate innocents whom I am friends with. It doesn’t matter to you that I slept with you despite everything you’ve done. It doesn’t even matter that I trusted you simply by word of mouth.” You jumped off of the table and began to head for the exit. You reached for the door knob of the library as soon as you touched it, you seemed to teleport back to where you previously were. The feeling was similar to Deja Vu. You tried again and again until you finally cracked. “Dio, is this another one of your tricks? Stop this!” You turned to him, only to see that he still had not been paying attention to you…or at least pretending to not pay attention. 

“I said you’re not leaving me.”

You had become ready to retaliate until you realized that his voice sounded rather different. It was much more desperate. “D-Dio?” You called. His shoulders raised at the sound of his name like you startled him. You arched an eyebrow. The tone of voice was familiar. Was he crying? Becoming emotional?

No matter.

You sighed. “I’m sorry but I’m tired of you behaving this way. I've made up my mind.” You turned around to leave but as soon as you put one good in front of the other, you were back in your original position. You furrowed your eyebrows, clenching your jaw. You tried, over and over, to make it to the door but you could never make it.

“Dio—“ You whipped around to face him, only for a clawed hand to grab your neck. He enclosed palm around it, squeezing hard enough so that air was now allowed to pass through.

“Perhaps, I’ve been too gentle with you. You’ve gotten too comfortable believing that you can leave me.” 

You gasped, sinking your claws into his wrist. Anything to get him to stop. His face was damp from the tears but that was the least of your worries now.

The two of you weren’t completely alone at that moment. It was true that the rest of Dio’s minions that he gathered left to complete their tasks, but there was still one left.

A young man of color roamed the halls of the castle, looking for his Master. His…new friend. He longed to see Dio again and meet the goddess that he has learned so much about; the woman who was able to observe Dio before Godhood and live. It was mostly quiet until he nearly reached his destination. 

The sounds of a struggling woman reached his ears, causing his fight or flight skills to kick in. He froze once he realized that the sounds were getting loud and louder just to…stop? The young man peaked around the corner. He wanted to say he was relieved when he saw Dio but that idea left his mind when he saw the person in his arms. Dio carried you bridal style, the holes in your neck gushing blood that ran down your body and coated his hand.

“Oh, Pucci. I knew I heard someone scurrying around.” Dio licked his lip, consuming a bit of the blood that ran down his face. He was a bit scratched up from your constant resistance. That all ceased when he was able to take your breath away for a breath moment.

Dio couldn’t help but chuckle at Pucci who couldn’t help but look as if he’s witnessing murder. “What happened? Is she—“

“Dead? No. I would never. But she needs to rest.”

Pucci’s eyes traveled up to his master, realizing that he wasn’t being entirely honest about what happened. The bloodied scars on Dio’s face faded away just as fast as they were noticed. Your injuries faded as well, leaving nothing left on your skin but dried blood.

Dio took you back to his bedroom, placing you on his bed. He suddenly became overcome with lust, your sleeping figure giving him a subtle sense of euphoria. He honestly didn’t expect to become so aroused. The air in the room was invaded by a sweet aroma, smelling of vanilla and lavender. The scent caused him to become enticed by you, his hands latching themselves onto your clothed chest. The man grew excited when he saw your nipples getting hard through the thin fabric. He leaned down, kissing your lips tenderly.

When your eyelids twitched, he broke the kiss and chuckled lightly. He smirked before being nice enough to settle himself between your legs. “Gouge your stomach and murder my child if you’d like…I’ll just put another one in you.” He muttered, lifting your legs just a bit for his huge body to fit.

At that moment, the scent faded. Your eyes shot open as you gasped for air. The feeling Dio got from the smell also washed away. He removed himself from you.

You closed your eyes for a moment and exhaled. “You couldn’t have waited until I had woken up.” Dio blushed madly at your comment. His eyes narrowed as he turned away to avoid your gaze. “I don’t know what came over me,” he said. “I-It’s not like I needed your approval anyway. You can barely resist me as it is.”

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[joujouyn]

Part 3 DIO x GN!Reader

POV: Reader sends DIO an idea for a holiday tradition but DIO has different plans…😈😈🤭🤭

IM STILL AROUND POOKIES enjoy this post I think it’s so cute and kawaii desuuu🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍

Tw: SUGGESTIVE! Mild mentions of blood😳

[mrsvalentinefucker1]

voyurism and exhibitionsm: DIO x f!reader

You threw your arms down

“Why would I care if someone saw me like this?! It’s just a stupid dress!”

“Lord DIO wouldn’t like it very much that’s all I’m saying..” vanilla ice admitted

“So? Its not like I’m naked and you’re just watching me walk around!”

“It isn’t my choice, please put this on.”

“No!” You slapped the clothing out of his hand and walked out of the door

You ran into someone, he was very tall and felt cold..

“You don’t care?” The man tilted your chin up to look at him

“D-DIO… im Sorry I didn’t- i-“

“How dirty, y/n..”

“I’m sorry Lord DIO.” You looked away

“How about I let you apologize in another way.. possibly later tonight, the moon is beautiful and I would love to see you undressed under it.. the light is just beautiful in my room~”

“Your.. room?”

DIO hummed “yes, my room.. won’t you join me?”

You nodded as he let go of your chin.

“Good girl.” He walked away and let you stare at his exposed skin. The way the dim light moved around him.. the way his hair flowed. He was perfect, it was an honor to serve him in any way

The time came. Vanilla ice helped you get ready.

“Lord DIO.. she’s ready for you.” You Vanilla ice told him

“Bring her in.” He began to walk away until the man’s voice tore the silence “vanilla ice.”

“Yes, Lord DIO?” He turned around

“Make sure you all see.”

The man nodded and left to get you.

You entered the room

“Sit y/n.”

You sat down next to him

“Yes, DIO?..”

“You’ve been a very bad girl. You know you’re supposed to listen to Vanilla Ice. He know best. That’s why I have him watch over you when I can’t.”

You nodded

His cold hands made their way up your shirt to play with your nipples

You whimpered at the man’s touch

“What more do you want from me, y/n? I give you everything you want as you still misbehave. Why?”

“I- I don’t know Lord D-DIO..”

His mouth made its way to you neck, biting at it and leaving a small pool of blood

DIOs minions watched in awe as they peeped through the door

“Lay down Y/n.”

You did what he told and waited

He slid two fingers up your wet folds

“Wet already? You must like this..”

You nodded as you let out a small moan

He slid the two fingers into your wet hole and started to pump them in and out

You moaned as he continued to do this

“Will you be able to take me?”

“Yes, please DIO! Please fuck me..!”

He chuckled as he undid his pants, his cock springing forward. He pushed the head of his cock into your hole

“Nngh..”

“Too big?” He hummed as he leaned down into your neck

“Just.. go slow..”

“Slow? You think I’ll go slow after you disobeyed me?” He laughed “yeah right.” He thrusted into your core, blood began to seep out of your hole.

“Vanilla Ice! Get out here!”

The man walked from behind the door and stood at the side of the bed as DIO began pounding into you. Your walls contracting

“Filthy! It’s almost as if she likes being watched.”

Your eyes made contact with Vanilla ice’s as you moaned out DIO’s name.

“Go harder Lord DIO. show her that you are in charge.”

You begged him not to which made him want to do it even more!

DIO began pulling your hips into his at a vigorous pace. Your knuckles turned white as you gripped the sheets

You moaned out his name as you reached your orgasm, clenching around his cock

“Fill her Lord DIO!”

“I will Vanilla Ice!” DIO gripped your hips as he slammed you into his hips once more, cumming and painting your walls white with his semen.

“Next time listen.” The man got up and fixed himself, leaving you there as he and his minions left

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Buy me a Kofi! ☕️

Definitely not required but they do help:)

[gothic-thoughts]

Quarto De Hotel

Part 3! Dio x Black Fem Reader Fluff

Meetcute

CW: she/her pronouns, killing, not much but DIO things

Word Count: 1395

When being worshipped by my minions isn't enough to lift my mood, I enjoy taking long strolls through the city for a boost of confidence from merely walking among the mortals who, not knowing who I am, think they're safe. I stroll past a hotel where a dark-skinned woman bumps into my arm. I look down at her with disgust, expecting a swift apology but the disgust fades into intrigue upon seeing her face.

Her dark eyes were bloodshot and glossy aimed up at me as a mumbled apology fell from her onyx-adorned her lips. I could tell she was shorter than she led on after catching a glimpse of the scarlet heels that matched her knee-length dress. I raise an eyebrow and grab her arm before she can walk away, making her spin to face me, her pretty mahogany skin perfectly absorbed every warm ray of warm light that poured from the hotel’s entrance.

“I said I was–”

“Why are you crying?”

She blinks her glossy eyes in confusion and I release her arm, half expecting her to run. She sighs solemnly.

“I...caught my boyfriend cheating on me.” She sputters out.

I look up at the building and wonder what room the insignificant spec of grime was hiding in. I look back down in time to see her wipe her plush cheeks dry with her wrist.

“A human making another human cry because of their own lack of control? Of course.”

“They're just in our hotel room, drinking and whatever so I just left. I have nowhere else to go, I just can't right now.”

“Hush; tears spent on wretched wastes of oxygen are useless. Especially proper action can be taken.”

I take a knife out of my belt, flip it and point the handle toward her, gesturing to the hotel's entrance.

"Go." I smirk, "Kill him."

"Don't tempt me; I can't just kill him."

"Why not? What's stopping you; you're not still...in love with him, are you?"

"No, the law."

"Hm. Do you believe that ones who cause harm should be punished?"

"...yeah."

"There was harm done; your heart was stabbed. It's only fair if you do the same; repeatedly, so go on."

She chuckles. "I can't do that."

“If you won't do it, I will. Take me to him.”

I squint at her waiting for her to shrink away only for her to place her hands on her hips and glare back. I think I'm starting to feel something for this woman. We hold intense eye contact as I stand up straight. I flip my knife in her face, before tucking it away and rest my own hands on my hips with a smirk. Not even a flinch.

She remains quiet, playing with the ring on her left ring finger. Fingers from her other hand slide across the knuckles before tugging off the golden band and tossing it into the street. She guides me across the lobby, heels clicking quickly against the tile floor. After she presses a couple of buttons, I lean on one wall of the elevator with my arms crossed while she stands away from me.

She sparks something in me, but I'm not sure why. Maybe it's best if she waits outside while I dispose of the trash permeating her room. She looks over her shoulder, catching my intense gaze with a puzzled look.

"Why’re you staring at me?"

"Am I prohibited from enjoying a pleasant view?"

"There is no pleasant view when I look like this."

I step towards her, "Like what?"

"A hot mess. Doesn't help that I've been crying. This fit was a waste of time and money."

“Please.” I tuck a piece of her braid behind her ear, "I could stare at you forever, and believe me; I have the time.”

“That's sweet, but I don't know–”

“Oh, but I know. When I first laid eyes on you, I swear the sun was envious of your every move." I cage her face in my large hands, feeling the heat that’s pooled under her skin, "At you, I could stare for centuries and more."

The doors open with a ding to reveal the 30th floor so I extend my arm, gesturing for her to lead further. Once at her door, she grants me access with a small card from her purse and remains in the corridor while I step inside. I turn the first corner to see a man sitting on the bed next to a woman in the dimly lit room. They were happily drinking together as if they hadn't shattered another's spirits; like animals that feed off of sorrow.

Ignoring their confusion-filled words and threats, I walk across the room and open the window, peeking outside and noticing the room facing the back of the hotel. I stop time, pick up their bodies with disgust and place them out the window. I start time with a sigh of relief when their bodies hit the pavement, finally granting me silence. I walk to the door and let the human into her room with a smirk.

"I hope your sheets smell okay. I'm not certain what they were doing in here besides drinking."

“You...you killed him?” She panics, "Did you actually kill him?"

“Him and some woman.” I rest my hand on her shoulder, "Now, rest. Finish weeping if you must."

I slide it up until it rested under her chin. Her body tenses slightly tense but when I tilt her head up she relaxes when meeting my gaze.

"Unless you're truly over that insect I squashed."

She turns and presses her body into mine, shivering from the chill of my body. My eyebrows furrow in disgust but before I can push her away she whispers something.

"What was that, mortal?"

"Thank you.”

I pause. "I am...slightly confused by your behavior."

"Hm?" She looks up at me.

"Well the obvious reaction for someone sane would be to immediately run however...you just...allow me to commit murder and embrace me with gratitude. Why?"

"I realized in the hallway that I've let him hurt me too many times to be redeemed and you helped me see that. And knowing he was irredeemable, you got rid of him from my life. Mysteriously but still."

"Heh." I cup her chin in my cold hand, "You truly don't fear me at all, do you?"

"I mean, you are still a stranger to me. But I can't help but feel...comforted around you."

"Is that so?"

She chuckles nervously, "It's a bad thing for a good reason. Murder's a crime of passion, I guess."

“In that case, I should stay at your side to be certain those eyes never weep again. I have more pressing matters to attend to but I will stay as long as you want.”

She kicked off her shoes and draped herself on top of the blanket, resting her delicate head on the pillow. I lean against the wall, watching every breath and hearing every heartbeat inside her. She chuckles.

"What's funny?"

"Are you a vampire or something?"

I smile deviously, "Well yes."

"Like a real one?"

"What the hell is a fake vampire?"

"One of those crazy people who think they're vampires."

"What?"

"I just want to know you're not lying. I mean you talk like one."

"Believe what you wish. I'm not killing myself to prove you wrong, it's useless."

"Did you mean what you said in the elevator?"

"Your lack of faith is sad, but I suppose you were only open to poor experiences so I cannot truly blame you for that. But I, DIO, meant every word."

"Dio? Is that your name?"

“The one and only, omnipotent, DIO. I suppose we haven't shared names yet. What would yours be?”

“(Y/n).”

“Of course, as beautiful as your face.”

She smiles and snuggles into the bed some more. Something about this woman is a beauty that accentuates my own. Should I stay with her? Perhaps I could--what am I thinking? Something as highly of a being as me should never be wanting these types of actions with petty things such as humans.

She is no exception, or at least she shouldn't be. What has come over me, I would usually step away from intimacy. It's too vulnerable. I snap out of my thoughts upon hearing soft breathing and snores from her. I stop time again and leave the room.

[luxthestrange]

G.I Incorrect Quotes#124 Ororon Mijo!

At a Fatui Camp...Ororon is still working with Capitanno when a giant dragon descends to attack the Fatui, its tail whacking Capitano into the mountain... as the dragon is about to devour Ororon-

Quetzal!Y/n*Opens eyes as you rise up and growl at your first fatui scum*

Fatui*Screams in shock*AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!?!?

Quetzal!Y/n*Opening your mouth to roast them*AAAARRRRRH!?-

Ororon*Also screaming but stops when he takes a better look at you, taking off his hoodie* AAAAH-…Jefa/Jefe?

Quetzal!Y/n*Stops and looks down at the small human and eyes widen seeing that signature scar on his face*…Ororon?…"Mijo!"

Ororon then latches in for a hug at the dragon's head as the dragon is happily nuzzling him and gives him kisses on his head…shocking the Fatui silent

Ororon"Que Paso Jefaaaa/Jefeee?~"

Quetzal!Y/n*Grabbing him with your tail and setting him on top of your head as you walk off"Como has estado mijo?~"

Ororon"Pues bien,haya chambeando en mi huerto"

Quetzal!Y/n:"Platicame todo desde el principio!!!"

Ororon"Psssh- Te acuerdas que me pelie con Nana-pues ya sabes como se puso ella bien punk! PUES QUE ME LARGE NO MAS-YO NO PUDE POR QUE ME ESTABA SERMONEANDO-...Y despues me dio con la chancla"

Fatui:…

Capitano*Coming out from the mountain injured*"Por que siempre hay una Padre/Madre que se interpone en mis planes..."

Part 3 of:

"Sonny?"

"Whats up Ma/Pa?~

"How you been sonny?~"

"Pssh well been good, working my crops"

"Tell me everything from the beginning!!!"

"Pssh-Well remember when I had a fight with the granny, you know how she gets all punk, SO I RAN AWAY, NO MORE-I COULDNT TAKE IT ANYMORE BECAUSE SHE WAS LECTURENING ME, the beat me with the sandal..."

"Why is there always a parent who interrupts my plans..."

[darylsfavoritegirl]

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⋆˚࿔ divine 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

MASTERLIST

Daryl Dixon🪱

𓇻 headcanons

enemies to lovers

walking out with a lingerie on ꩜ nsfw content

daryl is into roleplay

would daryl fuck you in the woods?

dying on daryl's arms

daryl with a girl just like him

daryl as a kid

a toxic relationship with daryl

general headcanons sfw ꩜ nsfw content

tease

sextape

𓇻 oneshots

captured in the woods

bonding over a similar past ꩜ male reader

"get your shit together."

"i'll take care o' yea."

first encounter ꩜ 1

first encounter ꩜ 2

stuck by the pool ꩜ nsfw content

games in the cabin

the dickhead ꩜ 1

the dickhead ꩜ 2

the caretaker

the odd man out

𓇻 moodboards

dating daryl dixon

Rick Grimes 🎰

𓇻 headcanons

get it on ꩜ nsfw content

Erik Lehnsherr ⛓️

𓇻 headcanons

comrade

Logan Howlett-Wolverine •⚟

𓇻 headcanons

logan adores you ꩜ nsfw content

logan touches himself ꩜ nsfw content

𓇻 oneshots

the one in the dark

𓇻 moodboards

date nights with logan

i sometimes do fanart, here they are.

wolverine&deadpool

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.::･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:

𔘓 i usually write for fem!reader since that's what i'm most comfortable with.

𔘓 we can always have a chat if you wanna! i'm not necessarily the most active person here but i ain't never dry text lol

𔘓 you can keep your weird requests to yourself :) !

"people in hell want slurpees"

D.D

[cybxrcvnt]

Eddie knows you’re the one the first time he lays eyes on you when his cat (who hates everyone but him [and occasionally also him]) comes up and snuggles you like this.

You’re laying on Eddie’s bed in his trailer reading a book, you’re on your side facing Eddie who sits on the other half of the bed. His cat (Dio) jumps up on the bed with a ~breeoow~. Dio slowly walks up to you, looking in your eyes for a moment, you drop the book slightly and hold it in your left hand that’s pressed against the bed, your other hand moves back and when the space is cleared Dio walks up and lays over your arm, purring loudly with his eyes closed. You give him slow belly rubs and pets over his face and drop your book. You look down at the kitty, over his soft brown and black fur, looking at his adorable little cat nose, feeling his little breaths under your right arm draped across him.

But Eddie, Eddie is staring at you in shock, jaw slightly slack and eyebrows vaguely raised. The longer he watches you pet his usually aggressive cat, the more his heart expands. The same cat that has left scars over Gareth and Jeff’s arms and hands, the same Gareth and Jeff who the cat has known since he was adopted. The same cat who has only known you for 3 weeks. The same cat who ‘ruined’ one of Eddie’s tattoos by leaving a white line down the centre of it.

It’s then that Eddie completely and whole heartedly confirms that you are the one for him. He grabs the Polaroid camera he keeps by the bed (for convenience…. Nothing else….) and snaps a photo, the loud click making the cat run away with another adorable meow.

You look up at Eddie like he had just murdered your child infront of you and instantly reach a hand out to slap him on the thigh, yelling an “Asshole!”. He just laughs and feigns pain on the area you slapped him. Though you can’t stay mad once the picture develops into the most adorable thing you’ve ever seen.

The photo finds home in Eddie’s wallet.

This is Dio btw:

[uwurakax]

˖ ˳·˖ 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏, 𝐈'𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐊𝐀𝐈'𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄! ᥫ᭡

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 finding an obscure otome game on the internet wasn't on your 2024 bingo card, but with only the cover art and no blurb, you decided to give it a shot. it looked promising enough at the start, and nothing could go wrong, right? ✩

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 various jojo's characters x f!reader

𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 otome || university/college!au || isekai || alt!universe ||

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 cursing (duh) || me thinking im funny asf || dio

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 2.8k

masterlist || next

-> 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

You liked to think that you were an otome game expert. Even if it sounded… strange to the everyday person, it was your niche and who didn't have an out there hobby anyway? Supply and demand, right?

So you’d pride yourself on your extensive, and completely useless, knowledge regarding fictional pixel romance.

That was how you found yourself here, at two in the morning researching a really obscure listing of a dating game that you had never heard of before. There was no description, release date or year, and no mention of a publisher found anywhere.

A Bizarre Dating Adventure.

That was all you had to work with, the title of this so called game. There wasn't even an item picture uploaded. Spending a whopping thirty minutes gave way to absolutely nothing and you weren't going to lie, you were pretty miffed about it. A piece of so-called lost media just happened to be put on sale on a totally legitimate looking website at the grand old price of.. wait, $10?

Now you were intrigued. An otome game for that price? There was no way this was authentic when games of this nature cost upwards of $50 to $80.

With a few more clicks on your laptop, you came to find out there was free shipping included as well.

That was surely safe, you thought to yourself in your sleep deprived mind.

You faltered for a moment before closing the tab, shutting off your device and promptly collapsing onto your bed for the sleep your body craved hours ago.

Damn, you’ll feel that tomorrow.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The following days were mundane at best, your mind drifting to the odd listing of the game. The circumstances alluded you, and during your free time, you found yourself naturally going back to it. Exploring any and every corner you could, even going on the occasional forum. You didn't get much information however, and it seemed the more you looked, the more elusive it seemed.

How was it that no one else seemed to know of this game? Surely that wasn't possible.

It became more and more tempting to just shot the odds and buy it outright and trying it yourself, but you were still apprehensive.

The website didn't do any favours for itself, looking like it hadn't been updated since 2009, and there didn't seem to be any reviews on the authentication of the site either.

You groaned, sinking back into your chair and staring at your ceiling. Closing your eyes, you cautiously rubbed at them, deep in thought as the listing displayed at attention on your screen.

With a deep inhale you leaned forward again, focused as your hand hovered over the trackpad. The inner debate followed; curiosity killed the cat…

but satisfaction brought it back.

Super sketchy website, but if you played it smart, you wouldn't need to give out too much of your personal information. Plus it was dirt cheap for what it claimed it was.

‘Fuck it’, with a click and a few taps of your keyboard filling the otherwise silent bedroom, you received a congratulatory email and in red capital letters were the words ‘SOLD’ on the now ended post.

And so, you were now the future owner of the enigmatic video game, and if you so happened to be scammed… rest in peace that ten bucks.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You were honestly pleasantly, and weirdly, surprised at how quickly your package arrived. Didn't you just order this thing yesterday? The no bigger than A4 sized parcel sat at your doorstep in a white bubble mailer, perched upright. The keys jingled in your hand as you bent down to pick it up, purse falling forward slightly in an uncomfortable manner. Your mood was already soured from the days events, and any little inconvenience had grated you. You were about to roughly shove your bag back and open your door when you realised there was no label stuck to your package. You flipped it over, only to find the same blank space.

That's definitely not worrying at all.

You jammed the key inside your door and forced your way inside with an all too loud slam. You knew you shouldn't have trusted that damn website. Now some axe murdering lunatic knows where you live! You could feel the nerves wash over you, and your heart began to palpitate. Twisting the deadbolt lock on your door gave you some sense of security, but it did little to appease you.

Tossing your keys and bag on your coffee table, you sat into your much too old and worn out lounge as you ripped the parcel open.

Discarding the plastic wrapping, you’d clean it up later, you found that inside was a small case with what you suspected was the game. There was nothing of note on the back, no text, rating, or any other information found. Turning it over, you saw the images of various male characters decorating the cover.

These must be the leads.

You glanced over each of the men as your fingers traced their features.

Four blondes, one brunette, one with dark blue hair, another with dark purple, one with a green undercut, a redhead and at the center was a brooding character with black hair and a tipped down cap.

What an interesting cast.

You couldn't help but wonder what made the creator go for ten different routes. It wasn't like that was unheard of, but it was quite a larger cast of romantic interests. In the midst of your thoughts, you felt a chill.

Like you were being watched.

Walking over to your kitchen window you looked outside, hand still holding onto the keep case. You stayed there for a few seconds, looking at the now setting sun against the trees. The orange glow offers little warmth within your small apartment. You gaze back down at the cover art, focusing on the dark, capped character. You didn't know why, but there was something unsettling about them. The longer you looked, the more the feeling began to fester. Gently facing it down on the marble counter, you headed into your bedroom to shower and change; hopeful that a new set of clothes and washing the day's grime away would lighten your mood.

Spoiler alert, it didn't.

Clad in only a towel, you went back into the kitchen to get a drink, throat parched and getting dry. You drank the cool beverage as your eyes began to wander back to the faced down disc. You still felt unexplainably wary, but it didn't feel so bad in that moment.

Gosh, you were such an idiot, who gets freaked over plastic?

You took the few steps towards it and turned it back over again. Tapping your fingers against the countertop in thought you wondered if you should actually play the game. It's highly possible it was just some kind if virus ready to wipe your entire harddrive, but your curiosity was getting the better of you.

You really needed to see what this was, consequences be damned!

Deciding that you’ll use your old high school laptop, you headed back to the bedroom to change into comfortable clothing. You found a pair of old white, cotton shorts and your well loved gray t-shirt that was much too big for you, left behind by a long forgotten ex. You couldn't even remember his name, or maybe you didn't want to remember. He was an ex for a reason, but the shirt sure was comfortable and his loss for leaving it with you. The only scent lingering on it was your own, so by definition and for all intents and purposes, it was yours.

Placing the game on your desk, you went rummaging around your room for the laptop.

Searching high and low; under your bed and in the wardrobes, resulted in nothing. You spend a good twenty minutes before checking the drawers of your desk and finding it hidden under stacks of scrap bits of paper in the bottom drawer. How cliché, and of course it was there.

Agitated, you moved your current laptop away and plugged in the old tried and true. It got you through high school, so hopefully it’ll make it through this.

Though you had hoped inside it wasn't a dud, as you began to feel sentimental about the outdated electronic.

If it did, you'd think about setting aside the money to have it fixed, even if it wasn't worth it - and it most definitely wouldn't be worth it.

You waited a couple of minutes for the thing to boot up, dusting off the slight dirt that accumulated from its lack of use. The age of the laptop was clear as you heard the fan blare to life.

Would it even be able to run the thing? There's no way you'd risk your actual computer on this…

Once deemed ready enough, you pressed down on the disc drive a couple of times, using much more than necessary force on the last push when the reader wouldn't open.

You waited impatiently as it closed with a quiet click, tracing your finger over the trackpad as the cursor moved violently across the screen.

You kept waiting… and waiting… and waiting… until….

Black.

The screen had shut off, and no amount of pressing the power button, force restarting the laptop or even hitting it did anything.

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” the disbelief and anger present in your tone as you plugged the charger cable in and out of the port.

You weren't entirely surprised it was a scam, a virus now killing your laptop, but that didn't mean you weren't any less pissed.

Yeah you were lucky it was an old laptop, anything on it long since gone when the thing was reset before you graduated, but still…

What a waste of a laptop and the ten dollars spent on a useless thing. On the off chance that the laptop's hardware was too old to run it, you couldn't even get the disc back unless you wanted to pry the drive reader open and damage it further.

With a huff you slammed the laptop shut, grabbing your phone and laying down in your bed. You’d figure out what to do when you had time, but you were too upset to deal with your broken device now.

At least you had the sense to use an old laptop with no data. Gotta take those silver linings.

To lift your spirits, you ordered some takeaway, eagerly awaiting to stuff your face full of the greasy food. After the later half of the day, you felt like you deserved it, and the knock on your door couldn't come soon enough.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Switching off your television, you reached beside you and tapped on your phone screen to check the time.

10:34pm.

You debated whether you did want to sleep now, but your body decided to answer for you as you let out a loud yawn.

Your lounge was pretty comfortable right now, but after previous experiences, you'd definitely be feeling it in the morning.

The longer you stayed, the more difficult it would be to leave so you quickly got up, threw away the rubbish from your order and went on to do your nightly routine.

After the final step of brushing your teeth, you went to bed, flicking off the bedroom light before you looked towards your desk. Your laptop illuminating a glow along the edge.

Well that's suspicious… that's weird…

You shook your head off the image and voice of Cardi B and slowly sat down at your desk. Tentatively reaching out and opening the laptop you were met with a title screen.

A Bizarre Dating Adventure.

A deep blue background with the words in a hot pink gradient that faded to white. Deep violet coloured roses garnished the sides as different hues of purple petals fell from the top of your screen.

A Bizarre Dating Adventure, that was the name of the game from the listing, wasn't it?

Absentmindedly, your middle finger moved across the trackpad, white sparkles glittering off the cursor with every motion.

Surely a few minutes wouldn't hurt right? Just to get a feel and understanding of the game.

Small, white text slowly flashed underneath the title text reading ‘PRESS SPACE TO START.’

“Here goes nothing.” you murmured, as the screen faded to black, shrouding your entire room in darkness as well.

After a few seconds of nothing, you became apprehensive. You silently prayed that it didn't conk out on you again. There was no way you’d be teased like this.

It felt like a minute before the black screen started to light up again imperceptibly, a slight purple tinge colouring against the blackness. More white text appeared.

>> ‘HELLO’

You awaited the continuation, but nothing else had occurred, the bold letters staring at you. You clicked all over the screen and tapped enter, but there was still nothing. On a whim, you ran your hand over your keyboard to see it typed into the screen, right underneath the greeting.

How peculiar.

You held backspace to remove what was a mess of letters and numbers before typing back a ‘HI’ and hitting enter.

>> ‘ARE YOU THE NEW STUDENT?’

New student? Was this game set in a school?

> NEW STUDENT?

>> ‘AT SWF UNIVERSITY’

At least it wasn't in high school, thank goodness. You’d be damned to face another high school otome game. Figuring this was how the game went, but deciding to see what would happen you typed,

> NO

You tried to hit enter, but nothing happened. I guess it wouldn't accept that answer. You deleted the text before following what you assumed to be the correct response,

> YES

>> WELL, AREN’T YOU A SIGHT FOR SORE EYES

The text response was different now, a yellow instead of the earlier white. You felt a shiver run up you, looking behind at your empty room. You sensed that something was wrong, yet you didn't know why.

>> WHAT’S WRONG? SCARED?

Okay this wasn't funny, and this disc was obviously some kind of troll or some deep web, tracking crap. At minimum it was designed to scare you and at most… well you didn't want to think about that.

> A LITTLE

You don't know why you decided to be somewhat honest, but something was telling you that it would be better than lying. Not like it mattered much.

>> HMM, YOU SHOULD BE

You kept rereading the text before the screen flashed with your name, repeating over and over and over again.

Fuck that!

You unplugged the charger, covering your room, once again in darkness. Your breathing became laboured, as your heart beat thundered furiously in your chest, threatening to explode. That most definitely was some type of tracking, data hacking bullshit! Fuck, fuck, fuck!

What were you supposed to do now?! Call the police? Move? You were only kind of kidding about being sent the disc by an axe murderer, but it was now a very real possibility.

You tried in vain to calm down, tears forming at the corner of your eyes. This was so stupid! So completely, utterly and devastatingly s, t, u, p, i, d! You closed the lid and shoved it back into the drawer. It gave you some semblance of safety. Tomorrow you’d go far away and toss it in a random dumpster. To hell with sentimentality, that laptop was now dead to you.

You wished it would've worked earlier, at least then you would've been able to dispose of it. There's no way you were leaving your unit now at this hour.

Maybe you shouldn't throw it away and instead give it to the proper authorities? But if it was just some troll, you'd either be laughed at out of the station, or berated for wasting their time with nonsense.

You triple checked your deadbolt and closing every curtain, also ensuring that every window was sealed shut and locked.

Retreating back to your room you hid under the covers, the fluffy security net doing little to curb the anxiety that was manifesting inside.

You were surprised to feel yourself growing drowsier, the cute cat compilation video that you put on was only 6 minutes in.

You fell asleep shortly after that, your phone showing a ginger cat jumping off a shed roof and face planting into the concrete.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You woke up with a start, sitting up as you gasped for breath. You could feel the slight sweat covering your body, a stuffiness surrounding you as you attempted to slow down your breathing. You looked around the room, a new panic forming as you saw the furniture and belongings of someone who was definitely not you.

Your room didn't look like this! Neither was that desk, or that chair! These sheets weren't yours either.

You closed your eyes as your breathing picked up again, thinking of what to do next before your phone went off with a ding.

Reaching down, you unlocked your phone screen as the words ‘A BIZARRE DATING GAME’ faded into view.

Uhm…

WHAT THE FU-

[moonlightpetalz6]

Kinktober Day 4 (Stygiophilia)

Character: Dio Brando x Virgin reader

Reader: Fem Reader

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, Smut, Unprotected sex, Stygiophilia, harsh language, corruption kink, rough sex, blood, talk of religion, mentions of going to hell, degradation, dacryphilia, loss of virginity, manipulation

Stygiophilia: Arousal to the thought of hellfire and damnation.

Wc: 5,042

A/n: Yeaaaaaah I may or may not have fallen behind with my Kinktober works as this is definitely being posted on Day 5. So sorry about that! Thankfully I made sure to get both Day 4&5 written up! (I just have to edit day 5 before posting) Anyway, I tried to get all the warnings labeled and apologize if I missed anything!

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"Young miss, please slow down! A lady must not run!" You heard one of your lady-in-waiting yells after you as you happily ran through the familiar corridors of your home. You were the younger sister of Jonathan Joestar and had been sent away to an all-girls boarding school for the last three years, so you were beyond excited to see your father and older brother. As you reach the front doors to the manor, your eyes light up at the familiar sight of your older brother, a giant smile on his face as he holds his arms out to you, ready to accept your tight embrace. "Brother! I missed you!" You cried while leaping into his arms, causing the older boy to laugh as he held you securely while spinning you around. Your lady-in-waiting finally catches up, placing her hands on her knees as she tries to catch her breath while trying to scold you.

"My dear sister, are you still causing trouble for people? What's the point of sending you to such a high-class school if you refuse to listen!" Jonathan laughs while playfully ruffling your hair. You pout, pushing his hand away as you stick your tongue out playfully, earning another bright smile from the brother you admired with all your heart. "I have so much I wish to talk about! Where is father?!" You cheered, looking around, wishing to tell him your stories. Jonathan frowns as he leads you into the manor by wrapping an arm around your shoulders comfortingly. "Y/n father's condition appears to be getting worse…he is now bedridden." Your eyes go wide in horror as you quickly take off towards your father's room, ignoring your brother's calls for you to wait.

You run up the stairs, shoes slipping off due to your rush, causing you to stumble a bit, but you pay them no mind as you go and push the doors to the room open, not bothering to knock. "Father!" You called tears in your eyes as you looked at the weak figure of your father sitting peacefully in his bed. "Ah, Y/n, my dear, you've come home!" Your father greets you with a small smile before coughing. You rush to his bedside and carefully place your hands on his. "Oh, Father, why didn't you tell me your condition worsened? I would have rushed to your side to help you recover!" Your father only smiles at your words as he gently runs his hand over your hair, comforting your anxious heart.

"That is exactly why I didn't write about it to you. Your studies in becoming a proper lady are far more important than this small illness." He declares, watching as your brows knit together in annoyance. Before you can give any protest to his words, he cuts you off, his gaze averting to one of the corners of the room. "Besides, I had your brothers here to help me. Isn't that right, Dio and Jonathan?" He asks with a soft smile. Your body stiffens at the name of the boy your father had taken into your home. You hated how your father addressed Dio as your brother, for you had never seen or accepted him as anything else but a cruel, uncaring man who took advantage of your father's kind nature. Slowly, you become aware of your father's presence and the other two who stood in the room with you. "That's right, Father. I have ensured to care for him, so you don't need to fret Y/n." Your body shivered, and blood ran cold at the familiar, sickening voice of Dio.

You slowly turn towards where the voice came from, your eyes locked with those dark, cold brown eyes that still torment you years later. “I see…thank you…” You whisper, trailing off as you never knew how to properly converse with the man whose eyes always stared deep into your soul. Dio gives you a smirk as he takes a few steps towards your form. You feel your heart racing with each step, your nerves screaming for you to move or run, but you can't. Thankfully, Jonathan, who had been silently standing by the door this whole time, moves to stand protectively by your side. Dio frowns at this while pretending to look hurt at the two of you. "What is it, Jonathan? I wish to give our dear Y/n a welcoming hug like you and Father." He defends a fake smile on his face as he outstretched his arms to you, expecting your sweet embrace.

You hesitate, eyes trailing to your brother, who looks down at you; worry fills his eyes. You devise an excuse to avoid hugging the man but stop when you feel your father gently squeeze your hands, earning your full attention. "Go on, Y/n! It's rude not to greet everyone, is it not?" You cringe at your father's words, knowing it would only cause problems for his health if you continued to avoid the man, he tried calling son. With a stiff nod, you slowly stand from the side of the bed, hands placed in front of you as you nervously fidget with your fingers and slowly take a few steps toward the much bigger man who looks at you with mischievous eyes. You bite your lip as you shakily bring your arms up for a hug. Dio quickly pulls you close to his chest in an extraordinarily tight and possessive hug.

"Welcome home, Y/n. We've all missed you dearly." You cringe at the fake joy in his voice, knowing it was all an act to get on your father's good side. Dio smirks as he leans his mouth close to your ear, whispering in a tone that no one else could hear. "I don't care how long it takes…you will submit to me." He growls darkly, causing your eyes to widen as you try to pull away from him but fail due to his tight grip. Dio smirks, finding your resistance adorable before his eyes lock with Jonathan, who glared at the two of you, not trusting Dio's intentions after having stumbled upon Dio and you years ago in the manor library. You hadn't done anything as Dio was the one who had you pinned to the bookshelf, his lips pressed angrily to yours. It was a sight Jonathan would never forget as he kept his pure and innocent sister far away from the man.

"I think that's enough, don't you, Dio?" Your brother asked while pulling you away from the blonde's grasp, causing Dio's lip to twitch in annoyance. "Of course, I'm just so excited to see the Joestar's sweet angel return to the manor after so long." He apologized, though you both knew it wasn't sincere. Jonathan frowned before leading you towards the door, stating that he would take you to your room as he assumed you were tired after such a long ride back. You bid goodbye to your father, ignoring Dio, who looked at you with dark and impure eyes. When you leave the room, Dio grits his fists at his side before licking his lip with amusement.

'Still clinging to that brother of yours like he'll be there forever. I'll have my chance my dear just you wait.'

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It had been a few weeks since you came back home. Thankfully, you didn't run into Dio much besides when you visited your father, or Jonathan was around to act as your shield. However, to your dismay, your older brother went off to try and find a cure due to your father's worsening condition, leaving you alone and defenseless. "Y/n, my dear, it's getting late. You should go and get some sleep; I'll be fine!" Your father laughed, trying to rid the frown that blemished your features. "But father, how can I sleep?! Your condition is worsening, and your brother has been gone for days without a word! I worry for both of you!" You cry, gripping his hands. Your father smiles before heavily coughing, causing your heart to ache.

"You've always been such a kind and caring girl, Y/n. I know your mother would be so proud to see the pure and elegant girl you've become." His confession shocks you at the mention of your deceased mother. You and Jonathan were half-siblings, neither having met your mothers due to the accident and your mother's illness. You always remembered the staff whispering badly about her because they were so in love with Jonathan's late mother. This left you feeling alone and secluded from everyone until your brother happily reached a handout for you. Since childhood, you made it a point to be a good and obedient daughter and sister to your family, not wanting to cause any problems. Of course, you would lie if you said being a good girl was easy.

"Now, give me your perfect smile before I get some rest!" Your father cheered, snapping you from your thoughts. You let out a small sigh before putting on that bright smile everyone seemed to love so much. With an approving nod, your father bids you goodnight as you silently walk back to your corridors. 'But I don't want to smile right now, father…I want to scream and cry…I want to feel sadness and anger. I want to scream at the heavens for cursing our family with such traffic fates.' You are shocked by the last thought as you quickly shake your head and slap your cheeks as you enter your room. "Don't think like that, Y/n! It's not good to think such things." You scold yourself as you lock the door before changing into one of your nightgowns.

"Oh? Do tell what things our angel might be thinking?" Your heart sinks to the pit of your stomach at the sudden voice lurking in the corner of your room. You slowly turn to see Dio perched against your wall, his eyes shining from the moon's light. "D-Dio?! What are you doing in my room?!" You yelled, taking a step back as you glanced towards your door. Dio followed your eyes just as fast, a dark smirk coming to his lips as he let out an amused chuckle, carefully pushing himself away from the wall. "Father has been voicing concerns about you since Jonathan left. So, I thought I would do him a favor and keep you company." He excused himself as he made his way between you and the door. Your eyes narrow with his word choice as you clench your fists at your sides.

"Don't address him like that when we both know you don't see the Joestar home as a family." You declared feeling yourself growing angry at the situation. Dio looks at you with an emotion flashing past his eyes, one you don't recognize due to the room's darkness. He lets out an amused chuckle while running a hand through his hair, his face falling to one of annoyance, eyes darker than usual as he looks down at you, clicking his tongue. "I see that annoying eye of yours is still as sharp as ever, brat." He spat, finally showing his true colors like when he first arrived in your lives. "Though you must admit I've become a great actor." He joked. Before you could react, Dio's form was looming over yours. His eyes narrowed as he roughly took your wrist, holding it up towards his chest as he glared at you.

"Since we're on the topic…why don't you drop that pure angel act of yours?" Dio watched as your usually bright hues darkened all light, leaving them as you looked at him with a frown. "I do not like what you are insinuating Dio. Now, I must ask you to leave my room." You demanded your words cold as ice, holding no warmth for the man before you. Dio felt his chest puff with pride and joy as he got to see this expression for a second time. He remembers first seeing the dark look in your eyes when he stumbled upon you in the library years ago. The way you stared coldly at the books before you, not a single sight of joy to be seen. It excited him knowing that there was a darker side to the Joestars family within the girl whom everyone always spoke so purely of. He wanted to see more of it, more of the girl whose life has been dedicated to portraying a false sense of joy.

"There it is…" Dio whispered, his grip on your wrist tightening as he went and threw you onto the bed, causing a small gasp to leave your lips as you fell onto the soft surface. As you tried to get up, Dio sat on top of you, his legs trapping your smaller form as he gripped your wrists above your head, his face inches from yours as he looked at you with a sadistic grin on his face. The lack of distance allowed you to examine Dio's features closely. You couldn't deny that he was an attractive man and that you had once found yourself crushing on him, but due to his sick personality, you tried pushing the thought deep into the back of your mind.

"Tell me, does being so good to those who hate you get tiresome?" He asked, watching as your eyes widened in surprise. "What? Did you think I wouldn't notice how the staff treated you over the years? How they look at you with detest." Dio mocked his free hand, going to grab your chin, making it so you could not ignore him. You grit your teeth, anger filling your body as he mocked your hard work to be the perfect girl for your family, all the nights you spent wishing to be accepted by everyone. He would welcome you. To him, you were something to treasure and keep close to; he wanted all of it for himself.

"Dio, let me go this instant! I won't let you make a fool of me!" You yelled while trying to escape his grasp. Dio hummed, amused, as he leaned closer to your face, his lips inches away. "You're so cute; begging like anything could get you out of this." he mused before placing his lips roughly against your own. Your eyes went wide, remembering the last time this happened. How aggressive he was with you, the look in his eyes like a predator wanting to claim what's his. You whine into the kiss, your body reacting in a strange way as you feel a wave of heat rush to your skin. Dio hums, pulling away from the kiss as he watches the saliva still connecting you start to thin. "It must be so exhausting…being an angel." He confesses while carefully sliding his thumb across your bruising lips. He watches your face show surprise at his words, internally grinning as he finds your weak spot.

"Tell me…what was it you were thinking earlier, angel? Was it something impure?" He hoped his words were right as he watched your eyes shift away. You said nothing as you tried processing everything at once. Your silence annoyed Dio as he went and slid his tongue down your neck, his ears taking in your surprised gasp as you tried to squirm away, your legs pressing together. "Does the Joestars' pure and innocent child actually have a filthy mind?" He teased as he went and bit down on your soft spot, feeling himself grow excited when a moan slipped past your lips. "N-no! It's not like that! I don't think that way!" You pleaded, the feeling of his lips sucking on your skin, causing your cheeks to heat up as a strange tingling begins in your lower half. "Oh? Then tell me, if not that, then what? What could be plaguing that innocent mind of yours?" He coos his grip on your wrist tightening as his head moves towards your chest.

Your eyes widened as your heart started speeding up when you realized what he was planning. "It was only for a moment! I cursed the heavens, but I was wrong!" You confessed, hoping it would allow you to catch Dio off guard. However, your words caused something to snap inside Dio's mind as he looked down at you surprised, his heart rate rising as he felt his pants start to feel tighter as he took in your words. "Cursing the heavens? Isn't that a grave sin with you people who worship that God of yours?" He asks, unable to stop the growing smirk, his eyes glossing over with lust as he takes in how pure you looked trapped under him in that white nightgown that fit you perfectly. Your cheeks are deep red due to the unknown feelings starting up within.

"Tell me, angel…has a man ever touched you?" His question causes you to fume with embarrassment as you look away from him, not wanting to answer such a vulgar question. "H-How could you say such filthy things?!" You cried your mind spinning from the situation. Dio's eyes narrowed as he licked his lips, his hand releasing your wrists, catching you by surprise as you looked up at him with confusion. "So, this body is still pure?" He asks with a voice filled with amusement as he trails his hands from your shoulders down to your breasts, roughly massaging them over your precious nightgown. Your eyes widen as you quickly slap a hand over your mouth, muffling the moans that escape from the unknown feeling.

"Is it good when I touch you here? Or maybe here?" he muses, going and grinding against you, the bulge in his pants becoming evident as he finds himself tainting the pure body of Jonathan's most precious treasure. You bite your lip, trying to hold back the sinful sounds that tug at your throat. "N-no, stop it…AH!" Your back arches when Dio suddenly pulls the nightgown down, exposing your breasts to the cool air sending a chill throughout your body. Dio chuckles as he taunts you, clicking his tongue as he shakes his head. "This isn't good…for such a pure body; it sure is acting filthy to my touch." He sighed as he took the perked buds between his thumbs and index fingers, making sure to pinch and pull at them, watching as your body reacted innocently to his actions. "I-I's not my fault!" You tried to defend yourself, though you couldn't help but rub your legs together at his words. 'What's happening? Why am I getting so worked up?' You thought, not understanding your body at all.

"This body is untrained…safe from the fires of Satan." Dio starts before repositioning himself so that he can slide his hand under your nightgown, his fingers ghosting over the dampening fabric as he latches onto one of the perked buds, making sure to sink his teeth into the soft flesh, listening as you let out a loud cry your hands going to grip at his blonde strands. "S-stop! This is wrong!" You pleaded, though your mind couldn't help but betray you as multiple lewd thoughts started plaguing your mind, causing the spot between your thighs to spread against the thin fabric. Dio ignored you as his fingers went and started poking at your panties, chuckling when your thighs squeezed his hand.

"Careful, Y/n," Dio started as he pulled away from the mound of flesh with a pop, his tongue lapping at the hard bud with a dark smirk on his face as he looked up to see your lustful expression. He feels his bulge twitch as he presses his fingers past your panties, sliding them up and down your wet folds. "If you're too loud, everyone will know the sinful act you're committing. Do you want your father to know his angel is falling?" Dio laughed, finding his actions to be a rush as one finger pressed down on your clit, causing your eyes to roll back as you covered your lips with both hands, body shaking. Dio watches his sadistic grin, reaching his eyes that are wide with amusement as he lets out another booming laugh.

"Did you just cum Y/n? What a fucking slut." He growled as he twirled a finger around your freshly dripping hole, refusing to take his eyes away from yours as he watched you come down from your high. "I want you to listen to this, Y/n. Listen to how sinful your pussy is for me right now." He mumbled before slipping a digit inside. You whine in discomfort at the sudden intrusion, tears pricking your eyes from the feeling of Dio's thick finger roughly thrusting in and out of you. "Heh, does it hurt angel? Does having my finger inside this once untouched pussy feel strange?" His words are cruel as he watches your body, once pure and untouched, slowly form into an obedient toy just for him. "D-Dio…" Your words cut off as he slaps a hand over your face, eyes narrowed as he growls against your ear, his finger moving faster as you moan into his palm. "Shut up and listen, angel." He growls before adding another finger to stretch your tight walls further. "Do you hear that Y/n?" He questions while biting your earlobe, giving it a slight pull. You listen, your juices echoing off the walls of the dark room, filling your ears as Dio continues to invade you with his fingers.

"Listen to your sin, darling~" He sings, going to curl the tips of his fingers, causing a deep rumble in your throat as you look up at him, eyes no longer holding any innocent emotions as you allow your mind to be consumed by lust. You can't think straight as you go and stick your tongue out against his palm, the wet muscle licking against his rough skin, causing Dio to lick his lips as a low growl escapes his throat. "Filthy fucking girl. You're nothing but a sinful whore." He spat, looking down at you with disgust, but really, it drove him crazy. He was ruining you, the girl who always held such a beautiful smile, eyes shining so bright with love and joy now dimmed and corrupted, all thanks to him. No one else could ruin you like he was going to. He feels your walls spasm against his fingers, indicating you have orgasmed for the second time.

Dio pulls his fingers out, putting them inches from your face as he wiggles them around, allowing you to see how your juices coated them. "Look at them, Y/n. Your slutty juices are everywhere." He laughs before pulling down your panties as he goes and removes his clothing. You don't say anything as you lay there eyes half-lidded as you try to recover from all the pleasure flooding your mind. Dio notices your dazed-out expression, causing him to frown as he goes and smacks your cheek, causing your gaze to fall on him. "Don't you dare clock out on me now, you brat." He growls, going and spreading your legs wide enough for him to take in just how wet your pussy was. "Fuck so filthy, Y/n." He growls while giving his cock a few pumps, precum leaking from the slit.

You stare at him, trying to process what his next move is going to be. Dio smirked as he went and slid the tip between your folds, his cock becoming drenched from your messy pussy. It soon clicks what he plans on doing, and you look at him, panic written across your face. "N-No! You can't!" You cry, trying to move away from his giant figure. Dio scoffs as he roughly grabs you by the hips, pulling you back into place as his tip pokes at your entrance. He cups your cheek, eyes filled with a dark desire as he takes in your fearful expression, the tears in your eyes making him want to fuck you until they can't produce anymore. "Look at me, Y/n." He demands, watching as you obediently do as told, making him relish in his control over your once pure mind, now filled with corrupt thoughts of him. All him.

"I want to see you fall to hell with me, angel." His words were severe, eyes not leaving yours. You felt your chest tighten as his words caused your pussy to twitch. "Fall…to hell?" You whispered as if in a trance. Dio smirks, leaning his body over yours as he kisses the tears from your face. "Yes, my dear~ The two of us will be bound together for all eternity, our bodies burning from the flames of our sins~" He growled, pressing his lips to yours in a possessive and needy kiss. You whimper slowly opening your mouth to allow his tongue entry as he hungrily searched every corner of your mouth. "So, fall with me, angel…fall from the heavenly pedestal your family has placed you on and be damned to hell with just me by your side." He moaned into the kiss before pressing his cock into your virgin pussy.

Your eyes bulge from the intense pain as you grip Dio's biceps, your nails digging into his skin, drawing small amounts of blood, tears running down your cheeks as you cry into the kiss. Dio growls, eyes squeezing shut from how tight you were, his dick throbbing at the fact he was taking your virginity from you. Your pure body now destroyed by his corrupt one. He relishes that you will never be able to join your loved ones in heaven. You were all his forever. "I-it hurts!" You cry when he pulls away from the kiss. Your lips were bruised and swollen, eyes puffy and filled with tears as your cheeks flushed red and your body trembled. You were ruined, absolutely destroyed, and he loved it. "That's right, angel…feel all that pain, isn't it freeing?" Dio purred before moving his hips. You whine from the pain, wanting it to go away as you reach a handout towards him.

Dio snatched your hand, bringing it to his face as he inhaled your scent before locking eyes with you as he sunk his teeth into your flesh, watching you flinch as his thrusts became more aggressive. "Mmh~ Dio, your cock hurts! Please take it out!" You whine, though it falters when the pain turns into pleasure. "It's dirty! So dirty!" You cry, your legs wrapping around his waist and pushing him closer to you, causing his cock to go even deeper inside your impure pussy. You moan tossing your head back, mouth hanging open as drool falls from your chin. Dio watches you with an evil grin as he roughly grabs your hips, sure to leave bruises later. "That's right, angel fall with me! Join me in a world full of sin where just the two of us can rule!" He moans out, loving that he was destroying you. The girl he's had eyes on for seven years was not being roughly fucked underneath him.

You moan too fucked out to care who heard you anymore as you think of what awaits you once you are to leave this world. "I'm going to burn in hell, Dio~ my pussy is being fucked by a man I'm not married to!" You moaned out, unable to hold back your thoughts as a smile formed on your face from the idea of burning in the hot flames. Dio curses as his gaze travels down to where his cock disappeared inside you, his eyes narrowing when he sees the blood mixed with your juices leaking from his shaft down onto your once clean sheets. "He leans forwards, capturing one of your hands in his as he pounds into your abused pussy deep pants, leaving his lips as he takes you all in with his eyes. "Fall with me, angel…do you like that? The thought of being burned by hell's flames? Your pussy is sucking my dick so good, darling~" Dio coos as he kisses your neck, leaving marks wherever he can.

Your body shutters at the thought eyes in the back of your head, a giant smile on your face as you imagine your body being burned for the pleasure you were receiving in this life. Dio looks down at you, his heart racing about how you reacted to his words and actions. He loved that you were finally showing your true self to the you who worked so hard to be so suitable for everyone. Now you were good for just him. "Think about it, Y/n. You no longer have to please those worthless staff who treated you like the devil…because now you're my beautiful fallen angel…my sinful darling~" Dio growled, his cock twitching as he felt himself reaching his limit. You say nothing as you cry and moan, your stomach tightening for the third time.

'That's right… I'm no longer their angel…I can finally be free from this suffocating cage.' You thought tears formed in your eyes as they slid down the damn skin onto your messy sheets. "You'll be so beautiful screaming in agony~" Dio confesses the thought causing him to curse as his cock swelled inside you, his throat tightening as a vein popped out. "Fuck… I'm going to cum inside your filthy pussy Y/n!" He laughed, his thrusts becoming sloppy. You whined as he went and tossed your legs over his shoulders, the new position causing him to press against your womb. Your eyes went wide as you felt something inside you snap your juices spraying all over Dio's cock as a puddle stained the sheets. Your vision went white, no sound leaving your lips as your body violently shook.

Dio laughs like crazy after witnessing you squirt all over him, his voice echoing throughout the room. "Hahaha! Sorry JoJo! Looks like I've turned your precious little sister into such a sinful devil fit just for my cock~" He laughs manically before gripping your face with one hand as he looks at you with that sadistic look back on his face. He feels himself reach his limit as he cums deep inside your pussy, his cum filling you up.

"Look at me Y/n. I want to see you fall to hell with me darling~"