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

Giorno Giovanna with Sibling!Reader hcs

[xsmutreadersx]

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

[sparda-ly]

dio x (intovert) reader

note: i sincerely apologise to the anon that wrote this request! i deleted it by accident, and i don't remember exactly what you wrote, so please let me know if i messed up anything! this is slso very rushed, and yes i can see how badly it is written. i will update it once i have some free time, i promise. once again, i'm very sorry 😞

warnings: none

you didn't really have a lot of friends, maybe one or two, you weren't particularly a "people" person, however, you were kind and polite

you blended in with people, you didn't really stand out from the crowd, just a normal girl who doesn't really socialise unless nessecary

however dio noticed you

despite his fake arrogant extroverted personality, dio often found himself needing a break from everyone.

and you, you were perfect.

beside you he could actually relax and let his guard down

you guys could sit in silence for 7 hours, and then talk like it was nothing

he loved how you didn't talk to a lot of people, his jealous and possessive side definitely was jumping up and down from joy

the whole school was shocked when they heard the news about you guys dating

it probably was the most interesting and unexpected thing that ever happened in the shithole

it was most likely dio who told everyone you're together, knowing the prideful mf he is

while some students were only confused, other were quite... envious

knowing that the introvert girl who always sits at the back of the class and no one literally notices, managed to get the famous dio brando, who every girl had dreamt about at least once

they didn't however know that it is him who is the lucky one

his personality and behaviour is very hard to understand, however just being around you made him open up

your mere present brought him comfort, something that he hasn't felt in years

and he was forever grateful for that

[bits-and-babs]

((☁️)) + 10 + Pedro Pascal as Shane 'Dio' Morrissey. He's such a little rat bastard, I imagine him aged up, of course, probably after he gets out of prison? Somewhere in his 40's.

((You're so nice, wah I tried to look and couldnt find it like a dummy, so so sorry about that!))

“𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝?”

pairing: Shane ‘Dio’ Morrissey x f!Reader

warnings: 18+ you nasties. Masturbation, exhibitionism, echoes of Dio’s god complex!

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“F-Fuck-“ you choke out, tears welling in your eyes as you bury your hand in your panties and finally give in to the throbbing need between your thighs.

24 hours. You only had to wait another 24 hours and Dio would be home, but you’re burning for him already, desperate for some friction against your neglected clit. His parole meeting was tomorrow, and his lawyer was certain that it would be granted. Years of behavioural therapy and positive steps left the board with no choice.

The promise of his hands and lips in yours, his voice in your ear whispering what he’d do to you. His letters he sent you during incarceration were filthy— you knew he intended to keep his promises.

Whimpering softly, you rock your aching clit against the heel of your palm in the darkness. You can feel it, the creeping crescendo of your orgasm ebbing at the edges of your mind.

“So, it looks like you’ve betrayed me,” a rumbling voice sounds from the doorway of your bedroom, shocking you out of your impending bliss as you sat up quickly against the mattress. Your wide eyes fall on Dio, leaning against the doorframe and crossing his arms over his chest. He looks odd like this, without his piercings. The holes had closed back up after years without them. Grey litters his black hair, fine lines and creases by his eyes.

“I-“ you choke, and Dio raises his finger in warning.

“Did you miss feeling me around you so much that you’ve resorted to your hand? Hmm?” He coos, and you can feel your face burn under his gaze. You watch his hand drift down his sternum, palming himself through his trousers. “Parole meeting was pushed forward. Got to come home early.”

Oh…

“Well, don’t stop on my account. If you ache for me, prove it.”

[pfpanimes]

⌕ jojo’s bizarre adventure - dio brando.

like or reblog if you save/use.

[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~"

[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.

[amekikai]

DIO Headcanons (NSFW - AMAB reader Reader)

(No gendered language is used other than mentions of genitals.)

I'm sorry if you know me irl idk what I'm doing with my life lmfao

DIO thrusts with his hands behind his head or one hand holding his hip and the other pushing your head down. He is very handsy. But most of the time he'll go from behind and hold your hips tight.

Dirty talk is praise if he's rewarding you or just doing it to satisfy himself. But he will degrade you if you've acted out of line. It'll look something like this:

"You're such a whore for me.. don't you dare think about anybody else satisfying you."

"Dearest pet.. you take me, DIO, so very well..~"

"Such a sweet little thing you are..."

He's loud but he'll be quiet if he's punishing you (that is until he's close to finishing)

DIO will often make you give him head, even if he's not going to fuck you afterwards. If you do well, he might reward you with sex though.

Goes at whatever pace you enjoy more but prefers to be slow, gentle and sensual with you if you've been good. He feels like being rough and hurting you is less of a reward (unless you tell him otherwise)

Bites a lot and scratches his name into you with his nails. DIO wants everyone to know you're his plaything and nobody else's.

DIO's moans are very seductive, he can growl sometimes when hes close. HE likes to moans right in your ear.

He likes it when you call him "divine" and praise him. DIO might submit to you if you praise him well enough.

#FCFFF4, tip: #F2D9BB. He's 6"8 soft and 7"9 hard. He's got two veins which are very sensitive and one is on the left side, the other is in the bottom. He's quite girthy, the tip is sort of heart shaped and curved very slightly. His cum tastes slightly salty and its quite creamy (like canned whipped cream texture)

(Jonathan's dick was darker but bc DIO is a vampire his skin got lighter due to the lack of blood flow)

Loves oral. He wants to give you it and licks dipping his tongue in your slit and tasting your precum.

Masturbates often. DIO doesn't always feel satisfied after he has sex with another whore who throws themselves at him and hates being desperate for release.

Would oil himself up for you if you asked very nicely.

He's definitely an exhibitionist. He likes showing "his" body off. (this is acc canon, Araki said so /srs)

Only fucks you in his coffin if he trusts you and genuinely loves you and even then it's very rare.

Has his bed curtains closed if he's rewarding you, but otherwise they're staying open. If anyone walks in.., DIO finds it arousing.

His dick is sometimes strangely cold so you'll have to "warm him up"

[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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[igot-sarang-ggg]

If it’s okay could I please request a oneshot of Dio finding out he has a daughter who’s kind and sweet and decides to take her in and raise her properly when her mother abandons her (she’s born with a very powerful stand) 💙

Thank you submitting a request! Hope you like it!

My child ((Pt. 3 Dio Brando x reader)

Masterlist

Small Summary: Takes a place a couple of years before anyone found out about Dio coming back to life. You're ten years old when Enyaba mentions to Dio that he was a daughter somewhere in Egypt

Small mentions: abandon by mother, fluff

"Enya, You've mentioned that I have a daughter, correct?" I sat down on my chair, Enyaba placed a book down next to me, "Yes, my lord. I've sent some of my men to kill her. You mentioned previously that you didn't want any offspring." I placed the book down, "Bring your men back here this instance!"

"But my lord-"

"I'll be examining her from afar, I don't want you or them getting anywhere near her, understood."

I've watched her for a few months now, she reminds me when of myself when I was younger. Having to fend for herself. I never understood why that woman had left her child alone in this cruel world. She doesn't deserve to be called a mother and she didn't deserve to carry my child.

I need to find her.

I must find my daughter.

I sent out my men to look for her since there is currently daylight out I can't go myself and find her. "Any word from my men yet Enya?" The old hag walked into the room, "No not as of yet Lord Dio. My Lord if you don't mind me asking, what do you want with that young girl?"

"She is my daughter, raised without a mother nor father. I would like to know her a bit more. Ever since you brought it to my attention, I wanted to know her and raise her as my own. She might even possess a stand herself." I looked at the pictures that were taken of her. She seems to have a kind soul, she likes helping others and treating them kindly regardless of her upbringing.

Some time had passed it was now the afternoon, "Lord Dio we found her." One of my men walked in with a girl, "All of you may go!" They all left; leaving me alone with Y/n. "My name is Dio. I am your father."

"So you're Dio? Mother had mentioned you before she left me at the orphanage. She gave me a picture of you before leaving." She took out her hand, "It's nice to finally meet you father. My name is Y/n." I took out my hand pulling her in for a hug. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you as you grew up, but I'm here now." All those years I've missed I could have been there and raised her, if only I had known of her existence sooner I would have taken her.

"Father if you're worried that I won't forgive you for not being there, I'm not mad at you. I forgive you so don't be upset." She wrapped her arms around me and I began to cry in her arms. My daughter had forgiven me after all those years.

"So what do you like to do for fun?" She asked taking out a small backpack and taking out a few books and handing them to me, "I like to read and draw. What about you Dio?" She handed me some drawings she made. Childish scribbles filled the pages, "I read and also... I draw as well." I examined each page carefully, "But you draw a lot better than I, Y/n. " She smiled and laughed, "You're only saying that 'cause you're my dad..."

"No, no, it is a piece of art! It should be put in a museum for others to see how talented my daughter is!" Looking at the drawing she would draw herself and some of her friends baking cookies or picking flowers with them. On each page, there was an unknown figure that was in the background of each of her drawings. "Y/n what is this, my dear?" I pointed at the figure, "I'm not sure, they are a friend but they can be mean. I don't like them."

"What do you mean?" I set the pages down and looked at her; her eyes were a bit watery like she was going to cry. "It hit my friend and I didn't know how to stop it." Could she be a stand user? I walked over to my desk and sat down Y/n followed behind me.

"Y/n can you see The World?" She pointed to the globe that was on top of my desk, I chuckled picking her up and setting her down on my lap, "No, not that world...I mean this one." I summoned my stand. "Can you see him?" She nodded, so she can see him. That means she's a Stand user as well. "Do you have one?" I asked her, "Yes, I don't like her."

"Can you show her to me?" Y/n stand appeared in front of me, "Does she have a name?" I asked, "No." Her stand stood up you would think it would be small or the same height same its user but her stand was the same height and size as The World. "What has your stand done?"

"Stand?" That's right, she doesn't know what it is yet, "Yes, this is called a stand its a manifestation of one's soul, and seeing yours; your soul is very powerful. Do you know what she can do?" She looked at her stand and then at me. "I don't know. I try not to show her or take her out because she hurts those that are standing too close to her. But, she can change anything and bring it to life and even turn those things into non-living things."

"Can you show me?" I took one of her pencils and handed it to Y/n who gave it to her stand. The pencil had turned into a butterfly and then into a toy car and then it made a human the size of the pencil. "What?! How is that possible?" The small human was placed on my desk, it started screaming and then turned back into the pencil. "Have you turned people into non-living things?" She nodded, "It was a mistake. I didn't mean to Dio!" She started crying, and I held her closer to me, "It's okay Y/n I know you didn't mean to do it, I can help you and teach you how to control that power of yours."

She is such a sweet kid and yet her stand is more powerful than what I've ever seen. Most children her age would have turned everything in their path into non-living objects, but Y/n never did it on purpose."You can really help me?" I nodded, "Yes I can."

After a few weeks, Y/n started going to school and making new friends. I started teaching her about manners and etiquette, and she learned pretty quickly

A few years later

Y/n is now Twenty four years of age and she's been able to control her stand ability quite well. "Hey, dad I made some cookies do you want some?" I was looking through some books on the shelf in hope of finding something, just anything that could defeat the Joestar's, "Father is everything alright?" I turned to face her. "Yes, Just trying to find an important book is all." She walked closer, "You've had regular meetings with your men these past few days. Why is that?"

I explained everything about the Joestar bloodline and how they would be coming after me, "Father if those men are coming after you, please let me fight alongside you."

"Y/n I don't want you getting hurt during this battle, plus this is a personal matter." I kissed her forehead, "I'll be back. I promise. All that I want is for you to live a normal life. In those years that I spent with you and raised into the woman, you are now. I want you to be happy and not worry about something like this, okay." She frowned at my words, "I understand father... but please be careful. And come home safely."

She hugged me, "I love you, dad." A few tears slid down my face as I wrapped my arms around her. "I love you too Y/n." That was the first and last time I ever heard her say that to me.

Request for One-shot are open!

[nicherayyy]

Yandere Dio x Fem!Reader Phantom Of The Opera AU oneshot

bc I re-watched this musical again.

A/N: sorry for this being so short, I'm just feelin' lazy

Even if you debuted not so long ago, you could definitely be called an England's treasure. Not every century has creatures with such a wonderful voice.

That's why everything has to be perfect today. Not only are you performing in the country's main opera house today, but your fiancee Jonathan will finally be able to attend a performance.

Even if you were sure of tonight's success, you still continued to nervously twirl in front of the mirror in your dressing room. Your snow-white dress made you look like an angel but still, something was missing. Some detail with which you can make yourself look even better. It's your blessing and your curse, always trying to look at your best.

Finally, moving away from the mirror, you began to look around the dressing room. As an opera singer, you had a huge amount of jewellery. Flower crowns, necklaces, earrings, you name it.

Looking through all your drawers, you became even more frustrated. Nothing matched your look so far.

"Looking for something?", you suddenly heard behind you. You covered your mouth to keep from screaming out of surprise and turned to see the intruder. Whoever it was, you weren't in the mood for a conversation.

It was a strange man. Quite nicely dressed, actually. A well-ironed suit and a black coat only added to his elegance. The only thing that seemed weird was the mask that covered half of his face.

Neither of you spoke for a few seconds, staring into each other's souls. Everything got to the point that this pause began to seem rather uncomfortable. The stranger seemed to be waiting for you to start the conversation.

"How did you get here, sir?", you awkwardly stepped back facing him.

"My, you seemed frightened, my angel", he, as if not hearing your question, began to approach you. The tension in the room began to grow, and the air became too suffocating. Without understanding why, you urgently wanted to leave the room. As far away as you can from him.

You didn't even notice how your back was against the wall, but the man still continued to close the distance between you. He seemed to enjoy your fear.

"If you come closer I'll scream", you threatened, your voice now pitched and pathetic. It was harder and harder to keep eye contact with him.

"Oh, my little angel is trying to look scary, how cute", he smirked. The distance between you is now gone. You were already preparing for the worst when you saw him reaching into his coat pocket.

You were already preparing for the worst when you saw him reaching into his coat pocket. You tried not to think about what would happen now, until suddenly you felt something in your hair.

A red rose.

You looked at the stranger with undisguised surprise. What was he doing?

"You'd better hurry, you don't want to miss out on the stage, do you?", he cupped your cheek, looking at you adoringly.

You were about to answer when he let go of you.

Without waiting any further you immediately headed for the dressing room exit. You urgently need to calm down, you can't go on stage tense, you need to-

"Until we meet again, darling", you heard him musing behind you. Who is he anyway? And how dare he invade your space like that? Oh how you hoped you won't meet this man again.

[chuxchux]

Yo yo yo guess who decided to get into jjba and write for it??

This is my first time writing for jjba so maybe it’s going to be weird ig and I haven’t written in this account for a long long time! So yeah… sorry.

Pair: dio x reader (romantically) and giorno x reader (platonically)

Warnings!: dio in general ig 💀, marriage, having kids not biologically, lightly touched of the mention of wanting to have sex, no nsfw (don’t worry), cursing maybe, ooc?, kids…, fem!reader, modern au, not proofread, prob spelling errors and giornos half siblings do not exist.

How long?: 850 words 😊

You didn’t really know that the man you were going out with named dio had a kid until he brought his child to your second date.

You were quite surprised to see the man that you were going to have a second date brought a kid. He didn’t even say anything about it in the first date and while talking online. You thought it was going to be chaos but it actually wasn’t. The only thing that happened was that the little baby who was a 1 year old made grabbing movements facing you all the times. And also little giggles.

You asked were the mother was if he didn’t mind. He just gave you a little smile and continued eating his plate. Silently. Just who really was this British man you were getting to know? With that question which didn’t really have much of an answer, you didn’t really think much of it.

In the next date he took you to his house that day after dinner. The little 1 year old that was in the last that named giorno wasn’t in this date. You were quite surprised that he didn’t appear. Wait, why were you even surprised in the first place? Anyways…

The man took you to his house which was quite a big house. You expected it a bit by his looks. He looked quite expensive. When you were welcomed in the house you were instantly met by a tiny hug on the leg. Only to be known as giorno. You let out a tiny giggle and picked him up from your leg. You held him on your arm and supported him with the other one. You couldn’t help but smile when his chubby hands touched your face and squished your cheeks.

The little 1 year old was letting out so many giggles as he squished your cheeks. You had a feeling that little giorno was liking you a lot.

“Oh my, I’ve never expected you to bond so much with my little giorno…” he chuckled.

You gasped at the sudden voice and looked instantly behind you. The man you were going on dated with had a smirk on his face while drinking wine. Some expensive wine and for some reason it smelled expensive.

“It’s alright sweetheart. No need to panic I don’t bite.” his smirked turned wider by the last words that came out of his mouths. The only thing you could do is nod slowly, try to ignore the weird fangs that the man you were getting to know had, with now a giorno sucking and slobbering the cheek on your face.

And the rest of the day was wonderful. You just spended the time with dio and giving all your love to giorno. And that’s how it went. Days to days on dates. Weeks to weeks as partners and months to months as almost fully married partners. And then years to years being as husband and wife.

Giorno was currently four years old and he has a bad habit that annoys dio every night. He thought it was cute at first but then it became annoying.

You were Dio’s wife for 3 years currently and that is also concluded to being giornos step mom for 3 years. So of course you have gotten really close to giorno.

Let me explain the little habit…

It was now night and you were already in bed from an exhausting day. You luckily were able to sleep until midnight. Dio wanted to have a nice passionate night with you today but he didn’t want to do it early since you were pretty tired. He stayed awake all of the time while you were sleeping. Waiting until he thought you had enough rest.

Just about it was midnight he was going to wake you up until he heard the bedroom door creak open. He sighed already knowing what it was.

It was giorno. The little 4 year old had a bad habit of coming in at midnight and sleeping in your bedroom with dio. He had a fear of sleeping alone and a fear of the dark. So as comfort he would come sleep in the bedroom where you and your husband slept at.

Giorno, tugged your arm gently. Trying to get you awake the most less annoying way as possible. “Mama, mama, wake up please…” he whined and then kept shaking you until you were awake.

You groaned already knowing what it was. “Yes sweetheart?” You said softly. Not having the motivation and neither the energy to speak in your normal volume.

“Can I sleep with you?” He grinned. And just about when dio was going to tell giorno to go back to his room you cut him off before letting him even speak. He was just left with a mouth open since he was going to mouth his words.

“Sure sweetheart, come to the bed…” you sighed tiredly and dio just grumbled, while giorno was climbing on the bed without hesitation and a big grin on his face.

The four year old said goodnight to both of you and dio just let out another grumble.

Another day being interrupted... again.

[sparda-ly]

Hi hi welcome to tumblr!

I saw you were taking request and I was wondering if I could request head canons of Phantom blood Pre vampire Dio x wife reader. Basically just stuff like how he'd be as a husband and how he would treat his wife 🥰

phantom blood dio brando x wife reader

note: hello mrs brando! of course. anything for you, i'm a huge simp for dio!!!!!

warnings: none

dio brando would be a ... complicated husband, however he would try his best

the moment he saw you, he fell in love and the feeling never left, not even after marriage, possibly made it even stronger

meeting you probably made him open his eyes about a lot of things, he hasn't been concerned about before

you showed him how to love, and soon that love made him realise that his goal didn't really matter, as long as he had you by his side

knowing that whenever he returns home after a long day at work, he finds his lovely wife waiting for him patiently is most likely only motivation to keep going

he probably would have loved to start a family, and would be the best dad possible

dio brando is super protective over his wife

you say you need to go shopping to cook dinner for tommorow and he straight away complains

"must you go darling, there's always creeps around that place"

or

"do not fret honey, i'll go after work. stay home and relax a little bit. i'll take care of it"

in public, his hands never leave your body, of course he's possesive, how could he not be?

he has such an amazing wife and everyone should know that

dio works hard, and i mean really hard

he stays very late at work and leaves his house very early

as a lawyer, his way of thinking also progressively changes

you may find it difficult to sometimes talk to him, since he behaves like he's still at work, deciding who's guilty and who's not

although his work is tough, he always makes it up to you

whever it's a fancy date, romantic walk or short holiday in rome

he never fails to suprise you

you always get at least two kisses and two i love you's a day, one when he wakes up and one when he goes to sleep

when he finds you sleeping, he always checks if you're warm and okay

have i mentioned he loves showing you off?

he has a photo of you in a frame on his desk at the office he works at

so whenever he has a visitor or even a simple coworker over, he grabs the photo and starts proudly talking about you

everyone's already used to it by now

also showing you off to mr. joestar, stating your his wife with the boggest grin on his face

you also get along with his family really well, being best friends with both jojo and erina

they still wonder how dio managed to get with someone so perfect

very confused when one second he's a snarky little bitch and the next is talking with you so calmly, and covering you in kisses

dio is also very supportive, if you want to study or work even though, he won't hesitate to help you apply

he will absolutely spoil you rotten.

flowers? check

jewelry? check

useless item that you mentioned you want only once? check

stuffed animal you found cute? check

dress that costs a fortune? check

no matter the price, dio will get you anything you want.

despite his sometimes rude actions and words , dio loves you very much, and keeps you as close to him as possible <3

[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😳