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rougepancake · 1 year

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Spill the Wine

Dio Brando x F!Reader

Yes, the title is a song reference, but the song has nothing to do with the plot LOL- Also not proofread because we die like real men here.

Warnings: Drunk sex, degradation, Dio being mean, semi public sex (you’re in the library and there are people over), face fucking, oral (m!receiving), slight fingering, Dio has a god complex (shocker), You actually get caught by Jonathan but not like caught caught. Mdni. I will block you.

Summary: You’re a good friend of Joseph and Erina, having known both of them since you were children. However, you’re adults now, and Joseph and his adopted brother just graduated college. Celebration is in order!

“Erina I’m serious!” You scoff and sit beside her on the picnic blanket, taking her hands into your own and looking her in the eyes seriously. “Joseph misses you very much! You can’t let that fool Dio stand in your way!”

“Well… I miss JoJo too… but I’m still afraid…” Erina trails off, frowning slightly. “What if Dio tries to do something again?”

“Oh please, he won’t do it again. It’s been years since then!” You roll your eyes and place a comforting hand on her cheek. “As a fellow woman, I won’t allow him to hurt you again. And as your friend, if he does such a thing he’ll be condemned to death by my shoes!” You laugh and lift up one of your legs, your dress riding up your calf as you wave your foot in the air.

“So.” You put your leg down and look her in the eyes. “Are you going to that party that JoJo is hosting at his estate, or are you not brave enough?”

Erina frowns and breaks eye contact with you.

“Y/n… you know I can’t…”

“But he still loves you, Erina! It’s been years and he still loves you!” You raise your voice slightly and pout. “Oh whatever, I’ll be going now, thank you for your time Erina.” You hop up off the ground and wave at her.

“Y/n please don’t-“

“It’s okay, I understand. But I’m going regardless. He is my friend and that stupid Dio is an acquaintance of mine, so I’m going. It’s a huge milestone in their lives and I’m going to celebrate with them.” You spun around and began to walk away, your dress swishing behind you. “Good day.”

“Y-Y/n!”

You sat on your bed, staring at the ceiling aimlessly as you waited for eight pm to roll around. You knew there were going to be a good number of people there, so you figured you’d socialize for a bit and then disappear to the library.

But that would be too easy, wouldn’t it?

Around seven, you began to get ready, putting on some decent earrings and bright red lipstick before hopping in the carriage your father had prepared for you.

Once you arrived, Jonathan greeted you with a smile, pulling you in for a warm hug. His father did the same, saying something along the lines of how you were like a daughter to him.

All things considered, the party was quite tame. There were people everywhere, surrounding Jonathan and Dio as they congratulated the boys on their successes. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes and head towards the library. If they wanted to talk to you, they would.

It was always like this.

Ever since you had known Jonathan, you had seemed to shy away from people. He attracted attention, and attention you avoided like the plague. He understood, however, and was willing to comfort you in your anxiety when necessary.

But he didn’t find you in your drunken and anxious state. He wasn’t the one that came into the library and talked you out of it, helping you sober up enough to face the crowd so you could go home. He wasn’t the one that walked through the doors of the library and called your name lazily, looking for you.

It was Dio that found you curled up in a ball towards the back of the library. And it was Dio who took care of you.

“My my, you look like a mess.” He walked over to you and sat down beside you, eyeing the bottle of wine that was resting at your side.

“Shut up…” You took a deep breath and held it. Not even the alcohol was able to calm you down. “The… people…”

“Ah yes, there are a lot of people here tonight, no?” Dio leaned over and grabbed the bottle of wine, hiding it from you with a chuckle.

You and Dio weren’t friends by any means, because you had heard about all of the terrible things he did to Jonathan. However, as time went on and as Jonathan forgave him, you did too. You grew to be acquainted with him, but you didn’t talk all that much unless he happened to catch you when you were alone.

Just like now.

“I hate people…” With a drunken sigh, you rested your head on his shoulder, your lips forming in a pout as you reached for the bottle of wine. Dio pulled it away and raised an eyebrow at you, a smirk forming on his lips.

“Me too.” He placed a gentle hand on your head and ran his fingers through your hair. You were drunk. And when you were drunk you were much more sensitive than usual. It was taking all he had to not tease you about your anxiety, and what little self control he had was being tested in this very moment.

“Why are you in here?” Your voice was soft, almost shy, which caught him off guard some. It was much different from the harsh, indifferent side of you he had grown to hate.

“Because I got bored.” He sighs and rests his head on the bookshelf behind him. “And JoJo told me to make sure you were still alive.” He looked down at your body, taking in the sight of you curled up next to him. “I guess I’ll just have to tell him that you died of alcohol poisoning in the library.”

“Please do.” You grumbled, letting out a long and over exaggerated sigh. “He’d be embarrassed to see me like this.” A soft hiccup escaped you as you frowned, pouting at the thought of Jonathan finding you in this state.

“He sees you like this all the time. What’s the harm now?” Dio scoffed and looked down at you, smirking ever so slightly.

“It’s his party… and I got drunk because I can’t handle people…” You sounded disappointed in yourself, as if you’re upset that you let it get this bad.

“Well… I have a way to sober you up, but I can’t guarantee it’s quickness.” Dio’s smirk grew and you can practically feel it as he stared down at you. He grabbed the bottle of wine and put it to his lips, chugging it like he needed it to survive. “But first…” he hiccuped. “I need to be drunker than you are.”

“H-Huh..?” You stared at him, eyes wide as he downed what was left of the wine. He popped his lips off of the bottle with an audible gasp, fighting for air as he turned to face you.

Without hesitation, he smashed his lips onto yours, forcing you to taste the wine he just downed. His tongue forced itself past your lips, pushing past your own and hungrily exploring every corner of your mouth.

It was almost like he had been waiting for this moment to come.

“My my y/n, you taste like a drunkard.” Dio chuckled as he pulled away from you, his left hand sliding underneath your dress while his right held you pressed against him. His hand was cold against your thighs, his fingers nearing your aching heat. However, he stopped moving and pushed you to the floor of the library, driving a knee between your legs and grinding it whilst you squirmed.

“D-Dio I-“ You but the inside of your cheek nervously, your legs shaking as you closed your eyes in anticipation.

Sure he wasn’t the first guy you’ve been intimate with, but he didn’t need to know that. No one needed to know it, actually. It was frowned upon to have sexual relations with someone you weren’t betrothed to. But you didn’t care.

You were young, so why not be reckless?

“No no no my dear.” He chided, and he leg stopped moving. You whined, longing for some form of friction, for some form of release. “You’re going to be nice and quiet for me.” He undid his belt and pulled down his pants, allowing his cock to spring free from its confines.

He grabbed your wrist and pulled you off of the floor, a grunt passing through his lips as he leaned back, giving you a nice view of his twitching cock. “D’ you like what you see, m’lady?” His words slurred together, but you didn’t care. He got his point through and that’s all that really mattered.

You crawled forward slowly, but too slowly according to Dio, seeing as he grabbed your arms and pulled you close, shoving your face down by his dick. He let out a pleased hum as he watched you lean forward and lick up his length, his eyes fluttering shut briefly before he pushed your head down onto his cock.

You gagged, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes as Dio helped you bob your head up and down. Sighs escaped him here and there, turning into whines as he thrust his hips against your face.

He sure was desperate for someone who seemingly didn’t like you.

Maybe it was just the wine.

“There you go, you filthy little wench.” He panted, his grip on your hair tighter as his thrusts became sloppier. Dio forced you off of his cock, chuckling softly at the audible ‘pop’ that echoed in the peaceful silence of the library. “Say ‘ah’.” He grinned as he stroked himself, his tip pointed at your tongue.

With a shameful groan, he came all over your face, treating you like a blank canvas that had yet to be painted.

He let out a breathy chuckle and pulled you into his lap, pushing up your dress and pushing aside your panties. Without warning, he inserted two fingers into your soaking cunt, thrusting at an insane pace.

“D-Dio-“

“Master Dio.” He corrected as you whined softly into his shoulder. “Lord Dio, even.” His fingers slowed inside you, and you shivered at the sudden lack of movement.

“L-Lord Dio…” You whispered, closing your eyes as you began to grind onto his fingers. His hand came up to your hip and held you in place harshly, his eyes seemingly glowing in the candle-lit room. He pulled his fingers out of your cunt slowly, hushing you when you whimpered drunkenly.

“Don’t be too loud now, or JoJo will hear us.” He leaned down to whisper into your ear, teasingly biting the shell of it as he pressed his tip against your lips. “I’m sure you wouldn’t want him to see you in such a…” He smirked and pushed himself in, cutting himself off with an unexpected moan. “O-Oh…” He trailed off and lost himself in you as he bottomed out.

He sat there for a couple of seconds, secretly relishing in the feeling of your tight pussy around him. It was wonderful, and it was everything he had hoped it would be.

You brought your hand to your face when he started thrusting, biting down harshly on it to prevent you from being too loud. However, Dio wasn’t making it easy in the slightest.

His pace was harsh, each thrust hitting deeper than the last and forcing you to see stars. Low grunts and whiny moans escaped him, and before you knew it, you were moving your hips in sync with him, both of you desperate for your release.

“Y/n? Are you in here?”

It was Jonathan.

Dio didn’t slow down and instead glared at you, silently threatening you into making the right decision. He waited for you to answer Jonathan, but you looked totally fucked out, unable to think of anything but the man who was rearranging your guts right now.

“Y-Yeah. I’ll be out in a few-!” You slurred slightly, slumping into Dio’s arms with a whiny sigh. The blonde chuckled and slowed his pace some, nearing his second release. His hand came down and found your clit, thumbing away at it until you felt your high getting nearer.

“In a few, you say?” He smirked. “You’re not going anywhere.”

#jojo’s bizarre adventure #the chokehold this man has on me is so unreal it’s concerning #it’s the blonde boys I swear #he’s so babygirl #jojo’s bizzare adventure x reader #dio brando #dio brando x reader #dio brando smut #dio smut #phantom blood #jjba part 1 dio #jonathan joestar #erina pendleton #jjba fanfic #jjba x you #jjba x reader #jjba smut #jojos bizzare adventure x reader #jojo smut

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shyfairies · 2 months

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Hello! Hope you are doing well! I would love to get a male romantic matchup from you.

So, about me. I am a very shy, introverted girl. I usually go out of my way to avoid social interactions and at times I freeze when I have to go up to talk to someone I don't know very well. But that dosent mean I hate socialising! I get chatty with the people I'm closest with but I still prefer alone time more than anything. I've been told I'm a very sweet but very sensitive person, i also cry very easily. My hobbies are crocheting, reading and listening to music. I have my headphones on so often that I definitely see hearing loss in my future. I'm daydreamer and I zone out a lot of the time, I'm also very introspective and self aware which is my own personal downfall.

My physical attributes:

Female

160cm

I have an hourglass figure

I have long dark brown hair

Hazel eyes

When looking for a partner, I guess I'm looking for someone who is confident and a people person, someone who will balance me out in that regard. Someone who I can read with and talk about anything. Someone who will take the time off day to really listen to me and share their inner most thought with me.

Thank you so much if you take up my request! I really appreciate it!

i match you with...♡

☆Jonathan Joestar☆

i felt deep in my soul that i needed to match you with jonathan

he thinks its so cute that you're shy

i think he's the perfect amount of people person to go with your shyness

when you guys are out in public together he will do all the talking for you

most definitely will order your food for you (and pay ofc)

he's a gentleman!

he loves that he can just wrap you up in his arms, the size difference makes his heart melt

loves loves loves to sit and read with you

even if he loses interest in his book and ends up just looking at you the whole time instead

he just thinks you're the most attractive person in the world

uses petnames like sweetheart, dear, and my beloved

will sit next to you and listen to you talk for hours while gazing at you with the most pure look of love in his eyes

everyone can tell how in love he is with you just from looking at how he looks at you

he'd totally be into slow dancing

wants you to teach him how to crochet (he'd be terrible at it)

would probably only be able to make chains lmao

but he loves to try just so he has an excuse to be with you

he wants you to crochet him a sweater but it takes you forever because he's literally huge

loves to ask what you're daydreaming about

he just wants to know what's on your mind!

when he notices you're sad, he'll come up to you and just hold you, he'll let you cry in his shoulder for as long as you need to, gently caressing your back and kissing the top of your head

SO LOYAL

wants to try to make you breakfast in bed

the toast might be a little bit burnt but you can tell he put effort into it

puts your life before his

you're his world

he is a VERY affectionate man and loves to cuddle

if you're okay with physical touch, he will probably hold you all night long

very much a big spoon, but also enjoys when you full on lay on top of him

will talk you to sleep

he is your biggest supporter and will support you in everything you do

would definitely propose to you like... pretty early on😭

he is SURE he is going to marry you

and honestly, he would be the most faithful, loyal, and loving husband you could have

like seriously you will always be taken care of

lowkey would spoil you so hard🤭

p.s. SORRY THIS WAS SO SAPPYYY😭❤️

#jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #anime #jjba matchup #jjba imagine #jonathan joestar #phantom blood #jjba part 1 #jjba headcannons #jonathan joestar x reader #jonathan joestar headcanons #dio brando #reo speedwagon #william zeppeli #erina pendleton

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starry-blue-echoes · 1 year

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Thoughts on Jonathan and George's relationship:

Honestly, George always meant the best for Jonathan. Even when he was harsh he was trying to push Jonathan to be better as best he could, and he took a knife for Jonathan in the end- but still, it wasn't great for Jonathan.

But on the other hand, the dude was not equipped to handle this alone I think. With Mary's sudden and unexpected death, especially with my headcannon that the Joestar Family Neurodivergence came from her side, with the total lack of knowledge on that kind of thing in that era, he would have been hard-pressed to do better.

Then add in Dio, and hoo boy. He's not equipped to handle being a good parent with regards to Dio's trauma either, especially when he doesn't even know it exists, but he can't not take in Dio either, given the alternatives are Not Great and his own kind heart.

And Jonathan's feelings are... complicated. There's frustration at never quite seeming good enough, at the favoritism towards Dio, but also, he still loves George, still misses him after he dies. And for a long time, he probably internalizes a lot of it, thinking it was somehow him and not George.

It takes a long time for him to come to terms with the fact that even if George couldn't really have done much better, that doesn't affect the fact that Jonathan still deserved better. And I don't think he really internalizes that until he's raising George II and thinks about what George did with him from that perspective. (Though at the same time, he can see how, if he didn't have the knowledge he does about how his brain works differently from lived experience... he can see why George did what he did, even if it was dead wrong.)

Honestly I think the whole Jonaeriwagon trio might end up sort of reparenting themselves as they raise kids together- Jonathan realizing that he deserved better than what George did, even if George was doing as best he knew how, now Jonathan knows better, and can treat both his kid and his own inner child with that new knowledge and kindness. Speedwagon makes sure the kids have everything they want or need, spoiling them with gifts and love while also confronting how the scarcity he grew up under affected him, and starting to learn to treat himself now that he has the resources. And Erina, more headcannony, but empowering the kids to have more control and agency over their lives than she had, being dragged around continents with her dad, and that inner core of steel starting to become something she's more comfortable showing and working with as she teaches the kids to do the same.

I couldn't have worded it better myself and also I'm losing my mind (/pos) over these beautiful Jonaeriwagon headcanons because Y E S

the way I've always been thinking of George is sort of a "You Tried Your Best But It Was What You Thought Was Best." I don't doubt he loved Jonathan and Dio, but what he saw as helping them ultimately did cause a lot of harm

but also now I'm rotating so many soft things as they raise George II together-

Jonathan indulging George's interests, reading up on them so they have things to talk about, listening to him as much as he can to his son never feels unheard or shoved to the sidelines or like nobody believes him

Speedwagon always making sure George has what he needs but also teaching him how to value and safe guard what he has, giving him tips on the ins and outs of the seedier parts of the world in case he ever gets in a rough spot so he won't be caught off guard

Erina making sure it's absolutely clear that no matter what happens, no matter what embarassing or terrifying thing could be done to him, they will always love and respect him and that he could come to them for help, how he always can say no and fight back if he feels it's approprate

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nanyybuu · 1 year

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I HC that in those 2 weeks, Jonathan was training with Will Erina and Speedwagon brought them lunch and stayed just admiring and checking Jojo out.

Jonawagoeri for the win 🕺🕺

#jojo #jojos bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyō na bōken #jonathan joestar #speedwagon #robert eo speedwagon #erina pendleton #Jonathan x Erina #jonathan x speedwagon #jonawagon #jonawagoeri

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elusive-writer · 2 years

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Noumênia // Chapter 1

⋘ 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 + 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ⋙

⋘ 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 ⋙ ⋘ 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 ⋙ (𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯)

Word Count : 9k

England 1881, age 12

Standing at the sink, you wash the plates that had been used for that morning’s breakfast.

Your father sat at the new table he had just bought. It was a lot nicer than your previous one, and big enough so you weren’t constantly hitting each other’s feet. He said he got it at a discount. He’s currently reading the latest paper, with a cup of coffee that sits on the table. You examine his face.

“You look tired.”

“Huh?”

He turns his attention away from the article to look at you. He grins reassuringly.

“I’m fine, just haven’t had my coffee yet.”

Picking up the cup, he brings it to his mouth before taking a big gulp. He has a sour expression when he lowers the mug.

“Bleh! What a rip-off. I shoulda know that guy was dodgy.”

Although he says he’s fine, you can see how exhausted he is. If working all night at the pub wasn’t enough, he had somehow managed to get his hands on blacksmithing equipment so he’s been taking commissions during the day as well. You finish rinsing off the dishes, drying your hands on a rag.

“Why don’t you quit your bartending job? The money you get from your orders would be enough to support us.”

“It’s not that simple kiddo.”

You sit at the opposite end of the table.

“Why not? You’ve been getting good with the anvil and your customers like you. I’m sure that they wouldn’t even mind if you raised your prices a bit.”

“It wouldn’t be enough to send you to school.”

You pause, a little surprised. Your father never had enough money to enrol you in an institution, so he made do with teaching you himself. Bringing home books left behind at the pub and reading them with you. Fortunately, you managed to pick up some stuff. But you never imagined going to an actual school would be possible for you.

Covering your shocked expression, you give him an offended look paired with an over-the-top snobby voice.

“Are you sir, implying that I am stupid? Why, I am simply appalled!”

He chuckles at your amazing display.

“No, that’s exactly why I want to send you to school. There’s nothing left for you to learn here. Besides, it’d be a good opportunity to make some new friends.”

Putting emphasis on ‘friends’ in hopes of enticing you. You pout at this.

“I have Erina…”

He smiles apologetically at you.

“I know you do kiddo. All I’m saying is I want you to have options.”

Staying silent for a moment, your eyes drift to the article that now lay on the table.

“I could always get a job selling newspapers…”

You suddenly feel a stinging sensation on your forehead.

“Ouch!”

Looking up and rubbing the now sore spot, you realise your father had just flicked you.

“Enough worrying about that, that’s my job. Your job is to be a kid.”

He looks out the window.

“Didn’t you say you were hanging out with Erina today?”

You’re immediately reminded and your face lights up.

“Oh yeah! She said she wanted to show me something, she was pretty excited.”

“Well then you should probably get to it.”

He gives you a lopsided grin.

“Ya know, that whole being a kid thing.”

Beaming at him, you get up from your seat and round the table to hug him.

“Thanks dad.”

He returns the hug.

“No problem kiddo.”

Departing from the house, you make your way to meet with Erina. The two of you had made the ruins near the Joestar manor your go-to hangout spot. So there was no doubt she would be there. And just as you thought, she was there. What surprised you were the two other people that were near her. Two boys, and they were dangling something over Erina’s head. You start to hear cackling when you get closer.

“Please just give her back!”

“Lemme guess Erina, your daddy bought you this doll didn’t he?”

He leaps out of the way when she tries to retrieve the doll.

“It’s fancy, Being a quack must pay him real nice. I know…”

He turns to his friend.

“What do you say we peel off this fancy-looking dress and see if they made her with all the real girl bits underneath?”

They laughed more as Erina began to cry.

Charging forward, you roughly shoved the boy holding the doll. You caught him off guard so he hit the ground pretty hard. Upon getting a good look at the two, you recognise them. They’ve been harassing you and Erina for the past couple of weeks and wouldn’t leave you alone. But they’d never been so bold before, and now you were pissed.

“How many times do we have to tell you to piss off?!”

Your collar is suddenly snatched up by the other boy, he scowls at you.

“You’ve got a lot of nerve.”

He balls up his fist and Erina starts rushing over to help you.

“[Name]!”

“Don’t think just cause you’re a girl I’m gonna go easy on ya!”

“That’s enough!”

Everyone freezes at the new voice. Turning your head towards the sound, there’s a blue-haired boy who looks about the same age as you. His expression is filled with rage and your eyes trail to his clothes. They’re high quality, you tense slightly when you realise he must be on the wealthier side. He starts sprinting towards you.

“Let that girl go now!”

At this point the boy you shoved is on his feet and running towards the newcomer.

“Who’s this guy?! Are you a friend of theirs?”

“I’ve never met them but I’ll fight for them all the same!”

The one holding you hostage had his focus on the other two, so you take the opportunity to land a swift kick right in between his legs. He immediately falls to his knees, clutching his crotch and letting out a pitiful whimper.

You look over when you hear a pained grunt, the boy with blue hair was kneeling on the ground pressing a napkin to his nose. Instinctively, you shift closer to Erina.

“Are you alright [Name]?”

You nod.

“You?”

“This little pantywaist is the Joestar kid!”

Your eyes widen, Joestar? As in the Joestar family? As in one of the richest families in the country? That Joestar?! Feeling your stomach sink, you imagine what kind of punishment would befall you for getting the son of such a family hurt.

The boy standing over the Joestar kid stares at his friend on the ground, still writhing in pain. He tuts and rolls his eyes as he walks over and yanks him to his feet. He glares at you before turning away.

“Come on, let's go.”

And with that, they finally leave. Erina slowly approaches the blue-haired boy, reaching a hand out to him.

“Are you ok?”

He slowly nods while stuffing his napkin haphazardly into his pocket.

“I’m alright… he did manage to get a decent punch in though.”

Taking her hand, he lets Erina help him up.

“I was trying to help, but it turns out the one who needed help was me.”

He sheepishly chuckles. A moment of silence.

“That was a pretty good kick. I think he’ll be crying for the next few days.”

Your ears perk up. Oh, he’s talking to you.

“Oh, um thank you.”

You bow slightly to the boy.

“Thank you for helping us.”

He quickly shakes his head.

“Please there’s no need. It was the right thing to do. And besides, I didn’t really do much…”

“Oh… ok.”

Straightening your posture, you look at his face. He seems a little sad.

“Well… thank you for trying. It was kind of you.”

There’s a slight glimmer in his eyes, he smiles at you.

“I should probably get going now. It was nice meeting you both.”

He turns and starts jogging towards the manor. He waves back at you.

“Be safe you two!”

You smile and return the gesture, watching his figure get smaller and smaller.

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Erina crouched on the ground. You walk up to her.

“You ok Erina?”

She nods.

“Yeah, he dropped this.”

She held up a handkerchief, it must’ve fallen out of his pocket. Erina inspects it closer.

“Jonathan Joestar.”

You crouch down next to her to look at the item also.

“Hm, must be his name.”

Looking at Erina, she still has her eyes set on Jonathan. She has a strange expression on her face, like she’s daydreaming.

“Erina?”

No response. There’s a slight tint of pink on her cheeks. Is she not feeling well?

“Erinaaaaaaaaaaa?”

Wait a second… oh. Oh my god!

“You have a crush on him!”

That got her to snap out of her daze.

“I do not!”

“Yeah, because that’s totally why you’re looking at him like this.”

You clasp your hands together and make an exaggerated kissy face. Erina pushes your head down while you laugh.

“Shut it you!”

Feeling the pressure leave your head, you look up to pout at Erina only to find her walking away. Confused, you get up and follow her gaze. On the ground lay the discarded doll, she picks it up and starts examining it.

“Father’s not going to be happy.”

You come closer to get a look, there’s a huge scuff on the doll’s face and the hair was tangled with leaves. You feel a pang of guilt.

“I’m sorry…”

Erina immediately turns in your direction.

“Please don’t apologise, you were trying to help! The ones who should apologise are those boys, not you.”

She gives you a comforting smile.

“Besides, it’s not even that bad.”

Using her sleeve to soften the appearance of the mark, she then smooths out the hair and plucks out the leaves.

“See? Good as new!”

She deadpans when she sees your unconvinced expression.

“Come on you.”

Her arm loops itself with yours.

“Ms Evelynn says we need a change of scenery. Isn’t that right?”

She puts on a shrill voice.

“Absolutely! That boy holding me smelt horrible.”

You giggle and Erina laughs with you.

As you leave the ruins, the two of you see a carriage making its way to the Joestar manor. Your eyes follow it curiously.

“Who do you think that is?”

You ponder for a bit before answering.

“I don’t know, maybe a relative?”

Jonathan arrives home, wiping his nose with the back of his hand. There’s the sound of a carriage and he stops in his tracks. Turning to the vehicle, he watches as the door swings open and a suitcase comes crashing out. Shortly followed by a boy with blonde hair. He goes over to greet the new face.

“You must be Dio Brando right?”

Dio smiles at him.

“And you’re Jonathan, heir to the Joestars.”

Jonathan smiles back at him.

“Yes, but please call me JoJo. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Bark Bark!

A white German Mastiff with black spots comes rushing out, excitedly wagging its tail. Jonathan turns to the dog and crouches.

“Danny!”

He looks back at Dio.

“That’s Danny, he’s my dog as well as my most loyal friend. Don’t worry, he knows better than to nip at strangers.”

The big dog eagerly runs up to Dio.

He delivers a harsh kick to the dog’s snout. Danny thumps to the ground, wincing. Jonathan immediately gets into a defensive position.

“What was that for?!”

Dio readies his fists.

“Fighting already?”

Standing at the entrance of the manor stood Jonathan’s father, George Joestar.

“I would know about this.”

Dio instantly lowers his hands and bows to the man.

“Sorry, the dog jumped at me and in my haste, I struck it.”

George gives him a sympathetic smile.

“Please, come inside.”

He turns back and walks into the manor, followed by Jonathan and Dio.

“Welcome to the manor. Consider yourself a part of the family.”

He addresses the servants.

“I would’ve died in the crash that claimed my wife were it not for Dio’s father. You will treat him as you would my own son.”

They bow at his words.

“Very well your lordship.”

He turns his attention back to Dio.

“This is your home now Dio. Please avail yourself to all its comforts.”

He lowers his head once again before the man.

“Thank you sir, for taking in this poor unfortunate.”

George grins while placing his hands on Jonathan’s shoulders.

“JoJo has lost his mother as well, and you’re the same age. You’ll be thick as thieves soon.”

He looks at Jonathan.

“JoJo, Dio didn’t mean to hurt Danny.”

He hesitates before answering.

“Right… I suppose if a strange dog jumped at me, I’d be surprised too.”

Although Jonathan had hoped Dio’s apology would’ve been more sincere, he knows they’ll be living together. Better to make friends rather than enemies.

“This way Dio, I’ll show you your chamber.”

George says as he ascends the stairs to the second floor. Dio trails behind, making eye contact with a strange stone mask that hung on the wall.

“Yes sir.”

Jonathan kneels to pick up Dio’s suitcase.

“Ow!”

Dio held Jonathan’s wrist in an iron grip.

“You’re hurting me, please let go!”

“Watch your hands. No one’s allowed to touch my things without my permission.”

He lowers his voice in a snarl.

“Next time you reach for what’s mine with this paw, I’ll break it.”

“I was only trying to help!”

“Well don’t.”

Dio quickly pivots before elbowing Jonathan in the ribs. He falls to the ground, clutching his side.

“I will have a servant carry them.”

Dio crouches next to Jonathan.

“I may be a guest within your house, but I am not to be trifled with. In all things I do, I am number one. Look down on me and you will regret it.”

His face twists into a malicious smirk.

“And another thing. I hate all mongrels, they don’t scare me. I just despise how they fawn over the unworthy.”

His smirk disappears.

“So keep that mangy mutt of yours well away from me Joestar.”

Mr Joestar’s voice is suddenly heard from upstairs.

“Dio? What’s keeping you? Hurry along now.”

He stands.

“Yes sir!”

And as if nothing had happened, he climbs the stairs once more. Jonathan can’t help the sinking feeling in his stomach as he doubted that this would be the last time they would come head-to-head.

It’s been a couple of days since you encountered Jonathan Joestar. You’ve spent those days at home. There isn’t much to do, you’ve read all the books you have already and you can’t really help your father with his work. So now here you are, lying on your bed and staring at the ceiling like you’re waiting for it to come alive.

Your father thought there must’ve been something incredibly interesting for it to have kept your attention for so long. The blank expression on your face tells him otherwise.

“No plans with Erina today?”

You give him the side eye.

“You wanna get rid of me that badly?”

He shoots you a grin.

“Well obviously.”

He drops the smile.

“Nah I’m just messing with ya. I’m only asking cause you look bored.”

“I know dad… Erina’s grounded cause of the doll.”

Your father frowns.

“What? Why would she get in trouble? It was that boy’s fault.”

“That’s exactly what we said! But her father said it was her responsibility to look after it.”

He sighs.

“Sorry kiddo, looks like you’re stuck with me.”

You shake your head.

“Don’t be, you can be fun… sometimes.”

Your father rolls his eyes as you laugh at your own joke. An idea suddenly pops into his mind.

��I know, why don’t you get out of the house for a bit? Get some fresh air?”

You sit up in disbelief.

“You are trying to get rid of me!”

…

“But that sounds nice.”

Standing up from the bed, you walk over to him.

“I’ll be gracious and grant your wish.”

He dramatically bows.

“Oh thank you, your majesty.

Your father looks up at you.

“Just remember if you go near the river be careful ok?”

“Yeah I know dad.”

Hugging him before leaving the house, you call out behind you.

“I’ll see you later dad!”

You hear him yell back.

“See ya kiddo!”

You find yourself strolling alongside the river, finding the sound of the flowing water soothing. Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes and relish in the gentle breeze.

Bark Bark!

You stop in your tracks and your eyes fly open. A giant dog is barreling towards you at a frightening pace. Turning, you immediately brace yourself to start running.

“Danny!”

That voice, you’ve heard that voice before.

The dog is too close now and it’s too late to start running. Just as you prepare to defend yourself, it starts circling you. But not like a predator circles its prey, it’s more excited… maybe even playful?

A familiar-looking boy comes running up to you. Oh god it’s Jonathan Joestar.

“I’m so sorry, this is my dog Danny. I promise he doesn’t bite! He just forgets that he’s a big dog.”

His eyes widen slightly as they fall on your face.

“Oh, hello again! I didn’t think I’d run into you again so soon.”

You shuffle nervously as Danny begins to sniff you, giving a little wave to Jonathan.

“Heh… hi.”

He watches as you give a cautious wave to the German Mastiff.

“Is this your first time seeing a dog?”

You shake your head slightly.

“No, I’ve seen strays before, but they’re not the friendly type.”

“Ah, I see.”

Jonathan slowly holds a hand out to you.

“May I?”

You’re a little suspicious.

“What are you going to do?”

“I just want to show you something.”

There’s something in the way he looks at you that puts you at ease. Hesitating, you place your hand in his. He starts moving it towards the dog.

“It’s alright.”

Jonathan reassures you as he feels you tense. Danny starts sniffing your hand.

“He just wants to get to know you.”

He starts licking your hand and you giggle at the feeling. Jonathan lifts your hand to start petting Danny’s head. His tail starts wagging.

“See? He likes you.”

The corner of your lips upturn slightly as he nuzzles into your hand, but then suddenly he lets out a huge yawn. Jonathan looks down at him.

“Are you tired Danny?”

The big dog moves from underneath your hand to find a comfortable space on the grass to lie down. Realising he still had a hold on your hand, Jonathan timidly lets go before clearing his throat.

“We didn’t get the chance to properly introduce ourselves before.”

He extends his hand once again, as a form of greeting this time.

“My name is Jonathan Joestar, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Smiling warmly, he adds.

“But please, call me JoJo.”

You smile back, reaching to shake his hand.

“[Name] Clarke, it’s nice to meet you too JoJo.”

Once his hand leaves yours, he gestures towards the German Mastiff.

“Danny and I weren’t doing much before you arrived. If you’re not doing anything at the moment, would you like to join us?”

You go to refuse.

“I wouldn’t want to intrude.”

“Nonsense! You are more than welcome to stay.”

Pausing for a moment, you look into his eyes to see seemingly sincere hope.

“Ok sure… I would like that.”

Jonathan’s face lights up as he guides you over to where Danny is sleeping.

“I’m glad you said that, don’t get me wrong Danny is great but it’d be nice to have some human company.”

You nervously laugh as the two of you sit. I mean how could you not be anxious? The son of one of the wealthiest families wants to hang out with you. Observing the differences in your clothing for instance, you can’t help but feel a little self-conscious.

“Your friend’s not with you today?”

Looking back at him, you snap back to reality.

“No, she couldn’t come out today.”

“Oh, was she busy?”

“Heh… yeah something like that.”

“Ah ok, that’s understandable.”

He beams at you.

“So tell me about yourself [Name]. What do you like to do? I come here to play with Danny just about any chance I get.”

“Uh, I guess I like reading. My dad brings me books that are left behind at the pub.”

“Your father’s a bartender? That’s exciting! What does your mother do?”

You pause.

“I don’t know much about my mother. She uh, was sick when I was born and passed away not long after.”

The smile on Jonathan’s face drops. Oh no you’ve made it awkward.

“I’m sorry to hear that [Name]. If it’s any consolation, my mother passed when I was young as well.”

Your eyes widen slightly.

“You don’t know much about your mother either?”

Jonathan shakes his head.

“Just from what my father tells me. He said that she died protecting me.”

You think for a little before you respond.

“She sounds like she was a brave woman JoJo.”

He gives you a small smile.

“I’d like to think so. I’m sure your mother was a wonderful woman as well.”

Feeling a little more at ease, you return the smile and nod.

“Seems like we have a lot in common [Name]. Surely this means that our meeting was fate.”

“You believe in fate?”

Jonathan's smile turns cheeky.

“Would it be a bad thing if I did?”

You return with a teasing smirk.

“Nooooo. I just didn’t peg you as the type.”

“Oh? Then what kind of person exactly did I strike you as?”

“Ok, I’m choosing not to answer because that is most definitely a trap.”

Your conversation is interrupted by a loud huff from Danny. Seems like you and Jonathan had gotten a little too lively and woken up the poor dog. The both of you exchange a look before quietly giggling.

“Come to my boxing match tomorrow. It’s being held not too far from here.”

Jonathan whispers to you.

“If you want to, that is.”

You haven’t known Jonathan for long, but there’s a genuine kindness to him that makes you want to get to know him. Besides, your father did say he wanted you to make more friends.

“I don’t see why not.”

There’s a shuffle in the grass followed promptly by a weight on your legs. You’re spooked at first, but it’s immediately quelled once you see who had decided to use your lap as a pillow.

“Hey there.”

You say, patting Danny’s head softly. As he closes his eyes you turn to Jonathan.

“Be careful JoJo, looks like I might start being Danny’s favourite person.”

He gives you a look of disbelief.

“As if!”

He starts patting his legs to get Danny’s attention.

“Come on! Come here boy!”

No response. You stifle a snicker.

“Sorry JoJo, looks like the process has already begun.”

“Hmph! I’ll win him back.”

Despite the fact he’s pouting, you can see the tiny smile clinging to the corners of his mouth. He directs his head at Danny.

“You do know you’re supposed to be my dog right?”

A huff is the only answer he gets and you can’t help but laugh.

“Woah slow down there kiddo.”

You look up from your plate to see your father’s slightly amused face.

“The food isn’t running away.”

Smiling sheepishly, you swallow the breakfast in your mouth with a comically loud gulp.

“Heh, sorry.”

“Need to be somewhere today?”

You smile brightly at him.

“Mhm! I made a new friend yesterday.”

“That’s great [Name]! So you’ve got plans with this kid?”

“Yep!”

“What do you guys have planned for the day?”

You stop mid-bite. Would he let you go if you tell him it’s a boxing match?… probably not.

“We’re just going to play near the river.”

He grins and you resume eating.

“Well, it’s good that you’re making new friends. I’m glad.”

You give him a quick smile as he goes back to the newspaper in his hands. That smile fades slightly as you think about your conversation with Jonathan.

“Hey dad?”

He looks back up from his paper.

“Yeah kiddo?”

“…Can you tell me about mum?”

Your father is a little taken aback. You never really asked about your mother since your dad was always good at looking after you, and you didn’t feel like anything was missing in that retrospect. So it must’ve shocked him a bit. Nevertheless, he puts down the article and pushes it to the side.

“What do you want to know?”

You shrug.

“Anything.”

He leans on the table while looking out the window, trying to find where to begin.

“Well, the first time I saw your mother I thought she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I found out we went to the same school but I was too shy to say anything to her.”

A look of fondness makes its way onto his face.

“It’s a little funny how we met. Growing up I was always on the scrawnier side, so I got picked on a lot by the other kids. I remember it so clearly… they were about to force my face into some cow shit.”

Your face scrunches up in disgust and your father laughs.

“Gross right? I was this close to touching it but then… she’s there, ready to save my ass. She started swinging around this big stick and screaming at them to get off me. They were so scared that they took off straight away. Hell, she even scared me a little bit… she saved my ass a lot of times actually.”

His eyes fall on the jewellery hanging on your neck.

“She loved that necklace… and she loved you. I see her in you every day.”

He clears his throat as his eyes begin to water.

“But it’s painfully clear you got your devilish good looks from me.”

Laughing, you lightly roll your eyes. Silence falls over you two for a moment.

“I’m sorry if I made you sad.”

Your father shakes his head.

“No, it’s good that you want to know about your mum. I should’ve told you more about her a long time ago.”

You offer him a sympathetic smile.

“You’re telling me now, that’s all that matters.”

He returns with a bittersweet one of his own.

“You should probably get going now, wouldn’t want to keep your friend waiting.”

Oh god you had almost forgotten!

“Right!”

Quickly standing from your seat you give your father a quick side hug before dashing out the door.

“Bye dad!”

You miss the warm smile on his face as you disappear out the door.

“Later kiddo.”

Nearing the spot Jonathan had mentioned, you see a crowd surrounding fences that make up a ring. You hope you’re not late! Finding a small opening amongst the people, you situate yourself and fortunately you have a decent view. Jonathan’s standing in the centre with another boy in a suit. You presume that he’s the referee.

“Our first pugilist up is Jonathan Joestar!”

Jonathan holds a gloved fist in the air as the crowd starts to cheer. When sees you in the sea of people his face brightens. He sends you a subtle wave that you return.

“He’s been looking stronger lately I’d say. As his opponent for today, it’s a boxer we haven’t seen before.”

Everyone goes silent as he turns his focus to the side.

“He’s a newcomer to our fair city. All we know is his name.”

People around you begin to whisper as they follow where the referee is looking. You do the same, trying to catch a glimpse. There’s a boy with blonde hair on the ground tying his gloves, when he looks up your eyes widen. You get a nagging sense of familiarity when you examine his face, but you can’t put your finger on it. It’s only when you hear the referee announce his name that you remember.

“Introducing our surprise opponent, Dio Brando!”

He stands and makes his way to the ring. His eyes never leave Jonathan as he enters. Ok, thank goodness he didn’t see you. Well, it’s a little presumptuous to think he would recognise you from your one little interaction… right?

“Same as ever. Land a hit to the other guy’s face and the match is over. Now, fight!”

A bell signalling the start of the match rings through the air and the crowd cheers for Jonathan.

“Get him JoJo!”

“Take him down!”

Jonathan charges at Dio and throws a hefty punch only for him to swiftly dodge out of its path. Slightly caught off guard Jonathan tries again but Dio avoids that one as well. This cycle continues as people watch on in astonishment.

“Look at him dodge those hits!”

“I’ve never seen the like!”

Jonathan starts getting desperate and you get worried when you see Dio change his stance. Just as Jonathan throws another punch Dio goes on the offensive and lands a brutal uppercut to his stomach. Jonathan struggles to recover from the blow, but Dio doesn’t allow him that reprieve and sends a harsh fist into his face. The hit sends him flying into the ground with a heavy thud.

“There it is! JoJo loses the fight!”

Roars of applause surround you as the crowd leaps the fence to congratulate Dio. You waste no time climbing the fence as well and rush to Jonathan.

Crouching down, you see there’s a streak of blood running down from his left eye. He winces as you gently tilt his head to get a better look at it.

“JoJo, are you ok?”

“Do take care that nobody shows it to JoJo, He can’t keep a secret to save his life.”

Your ears perk up as you hear them talk about Jonathan. The fact they had just been cheering for him mere minutes ago and were now sneering at him made you angry.

“You shouldn’t dirty your clothes, kneeling on the ground like that. There’s no need to concern yourself with someone like him.”

Turning around, you meet Dio’s gaze. There's a faint change in his expression when his eyes fall on your face. He doesn’t seem all that different from when you last saw him, besides the fact he was taller now. But the look in his eyes, there’s something different about them. His stare was still very much intimidating but it felt… colder. You can’t help the startled feeling you get the longer you look at him.

“Leave her alone.”

Your attention is snapped back to Jonathan when you feel a strong arm wrap around your shoulders. He pulls you closer to him, in an almost protective hold.

“Not everyone has to listen to what you say, Dio.”

Dio doesn’t react at first, but then he chuckles.

“It was merely a suggestion JoJo. But if I did somehow over-step, I sincerely apologise.”

One of the boys in the crowd has an aghast look on his face as he butts into the conversation.

“You don’t gotta say sorry to him Dio!”

You’re about to say something when you notice that Jonathan is trembling. Although he’s putting on a brave face, he was without a doubt still in a lot of pain.

You say his name to get his attention, looking at him pleadingly when his head turns to you.

“Let’s just go.”

He hesitates for a moment before softly nodding. Struggling a bit, you help Jonathan to his feet and let him lean on you for support. Everyone had turned their attention back to Dio so nothing eventful happened as you left the ring. But there was one pair of eyes that followed you as you walked along the river.

Jonathan hisses as you clean up his face as gently as you can. Neither of you had a rag on hand so you managed with your hands and some water.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be, [Name]. It’s not your fault.”

His expression is filled with guilt.

“I’m sorry if Dio frightened you. I didn’t know that he would be my opponent.”

You’re a little confused.

“Do you know him JoJo?”

There’s a slight pause as Jonathan looks at you with worry, like he’s afraid to tell you. Eventually, he just sighs.

“He’s my brother.”

You do a terrible job of hiding your surprise.

“I think I should clarify, his father just passed and my father decided to take him in. So technically speaking, he’s my adopted brother.”

The initial shock wears off and you continue to tend to Jonathan’s face.

“Are you two not on good terms?”

He shakes his head slightly.

“We haven’t gotten along since the moment he arrived. I feel as though he hates me, but I don’t know what I could have possibly done to warrant his wrath. And no one believes me when I share these thoughts, even my father seems to favour him over me.”

You stop your work, looking at Jonathan in earnest.

“I’m sure that’s not true JoJo.”

“You don’t see the disappointment in his eyes when I do something wrong. He constantly points out the differences between me to Dio because he’s more graceful and is better than me at everything… it makes me think he wishes Dio was his son instead of me.”

Failing to find what words to say, you slowly start washing his cheek again. You’re an only child, so you don’t know what it’s like to have your father compare you to someone else. And he never placed such expectations on you so you find it difficult to relate. So for now, all you can do is try to cheer him up.

“Ya know, there’s one thing that you’ve got Dio beat in.”

Jonathan gives you a doubtful look.

“And what would that be?”

“You’re much more handsome than he is.”

His eyes widen in shock.

“P-pardon?!”

“Mhm it’s true, after getting a good look at his face there’s no way he can even compare.”

A blush makes its way onto Jonathan’s face when you suddenly bring him closer. With furrowed brows, you begin to ‘inspect’ Jonathan’s features.

“Nice eyes… your nose has a good shape to it… and my what lovely cheekbones you have!”

You give him a lopsided grin.

“I would know, I’m a professional.”

It’s then that Jonathan realises what you were trying to do and he smiles.

“Thank you.”

Smiling back, you release him from your grasp.

“No problem.”

His mood seems to have lightened up, but you feel the need to add on one more thing.

“But on a serious note, even if your dad says stuff about you, don't feel like you need to change or anything. Right now your only job is to be a kid. Hehe, or at least that’s what my dad tells me.”

He doesn’t say anything for a moment and suddenly you feel a little embarrassed.

“Sorry if that sounds immature! All I’m saying is don’t stress too much about things out of your control!”

Jonathan starts laughing and you bury your flustered face in your hands.

“No, what you said actually made me feel a lot better.”

Feeling a tap on your head, you look up.

“I’m glad I met you [Name].”

As you felt your heart melt a little, you smile at him.

“Me too JoJo.”

You tilt your head in thought.

“So does this make us friends?”

Jonathan beams at you.

“I believe that it does.”

“Cool! Cool… oh! There’s someone I want you to meet. Do you remember my friend? The blonde girl?”

Jonathan gives you a curious look on his face.

“I think so.”

“Her name’s Erina, the two of you would get along. She really likes you.”

You realise you messed up when you see his confused expression.

“I-I mean I think she’ll really like you! And you’ll really like her ‘cause she’s super nice… heh.”

He fortunately buys your bluff.

“That sounds great! When can I meet her?”

“I’ll check if she’s free tomorrow, is that fine with you?”

Jonathan nods.

“It’s settled then!”

The sun glares in your eyes as it starts to set.

“Oh, it’s later than I expected.”

You started to get up but there’s still something that worries you. You bring a hand to Jonathan’s face, turning it to look at his eye.

“You should probably get this looked at, since it was bleeding quite a lot.”

There’s a pause before he answers.

“R-right…”

Standing up, you dust off your clothes before walking away and bidding Jonathan farewell.

“Tell Danny that his favourite person said hi!”

He shakes his head while softly laughing as he waves goodbye to you.

Night came much sooner than you had anticipated. You walk under a sky full of stars, still a little ways away from home. It’s not like you were scared necessarily, but you couldn’t shake the feeling you were being watched.

As you’re walking, something catches your eye. There’s a figure leaning on a tree not too far off the path. It’s too dark to see who it is. The figure pushes themselves off the tree once you start getting closer. You stop, waiting to see what they do.

The person starts moving towards you, you take a couple of steps back and that’s when they finally speak.

“There’s no need to be scared, I’m not going to hurt you.”

Your heart stops when you recognise the voice. Once he gets close enough you see that it’s Dio that stands in front of you.

“Do you remember me?”

Does he remember you? Not wanting to risk it, you decide to play it safe.

“You’re Dio, right? You were Jonathan’s opponent in today’s match.”

A smirk tugs at the corner of his lips.

“That’s correct, and you’re [Name] Clarke.”

“Uh yes, that’s me… how exactly do you know my name?”

“I have my ways.”

His evasiveness unnerves you a little.

“Well I should get going now, nice meeting you Dio.”

Shooting him a quick smile, you quickly step around him and start walking again.

“Allow me to walk you home.”

Before you can react he’s already beside you.

“It’s dangerous, walking home alone at night.”

You don’t want him knowing where you live.

“That’s nice of you but you really don’t have to-”

“Please [Name], I insist. It won’t take long.”

What does he mean by that?

“You seem close with JoJo. Say, how long have you known each other?”

He looks at you, waiting for your answer.

“We met yesterday.”

“Is that right? So you don’t know…”

You give him a questioning look.

“Don’t know what?”

Dio wavers for a moment, looking at you with worry.

“It may not be my place to say this, but JoJo isn’t the most reliable of people. It might be within your best interests to avoid him.”

First, he talks bad about him to those people and now you? What is his goal?

“Is it alright if I ask you something Dio?”

He smiles and speaks to you in an inviting tone.

“Of course [Name].”

“Do you hate Jonathan?”

He’s taken aback, before quickly covering it up with an aloof expression.

“Why do you say that?”

“I haven’t spent a lot of time with him, but he doesn’t seem nearly as bad as you make him out to be. And he’s under the impression that you don’t like him.”

His detached facade starts to drop as you look into his eyes.

“Has he done something wrong?”

The air starts to grow tense as you wait for a response. When he doesn’t say anything you think you might’ve made a mistake asking him something so abrasive. Then, he laughs.

“I don’t hate JoJo. It would just be a shame to see you get hurt.”

You feel iffy about his answer. But you decide to let it go, turning your head back to the road.

“I don’t need your protection, whether Jonathan is a good person or not is for me to decide.”

There’s a pause before you hear a soft chuckle.

“I suppose it’s fair that you don’t trust me just yet.”

The pair of you near town and approach the outskirts. Finally. You stop at one of the buildings and in the distance, you can see your house.

“Ok this is it, you don’t have to walk with me any further. I can make it home from here.”

Dio doesn’t say anything in response. Feeling a little awkward, you speak again and go to leave.

“Thank you for walking me home. Uh… bye.”

“It’s funny.”

His voice causes you to stop in your tracks.

“This is the town I lived in when I was growing up. To think, we’ve never once met each other until now.”

Nervously, you turn your head back to Dio.

“Heh, yeah. That is weird...”

He starts advancing closer. You subconsciously step back to keep the distance between you two. But then your back hits the wall, and he’s right in front of you.

“I’m curious [Name].”

Dio looms over you as he leans down to stare into your eyes.

“Since you fancy yourself a judge of character, what do you think of me? Would you say that I’m a good person?”

Dio doesn’t leave any room for you to hide from his piercing gaze. It’s then that you’re acutely aware of the situation you’re in. At this point, you just want out.

“I-I don’t know.”

A moment passes by, and he smiles.

“Goodnight [Name].”

He straightens his posture, turns and leaves. Once he’s left your sight, you let out a breath you didn’t realise you had been holding. Not wasting a moment longer you make your way home, longing for a good night’s rest.

You try not to think about the events of last night as you make your way to Erina’s estate. Since you made plans for Jonathan and Erina to meet today, you hoped that she would be allowed to go outside today. And fortunately there she stood on her porch with a basket, looking like she was just about to head off somewhere.

She spots you and eagerly waves to you. You wave back as she makes her way to you.

“Hey [Name]! I’m surprised to see you here, did you miss me that much?”

You wordlessly bring her into a hug, she is slightly confused when you let out a heavy sigh.

“Heyyyy…”

She looks down at you.

“Are you ok [Name]?”

You pull back from her and nod.

“Yeah I’m ok.”

You gesture to the basket in her hand.

“What’s that?”

She perks up at the mention of the item. She holds it up so you can see the contents.

“Do you remember the boy from the other day, Jonathan Joestar? He dropped his handkerchief so I thought I’d return it to him.”

She points to the fruit underneath the napkin.

“And some grapes as a thank you.”

“Oh wow. That’s great Erina! I’m sure he’ll love it.”

Her cheeks turn a light pink.

“I hope so.”

You smile knowingly.

“In fact-”

You loop your arm with her free one.

“Let’s go meet him right now.”

“W-what?!”

She shouts as you drag her in the direction of the river.

“He said that he spends a lot of time at the river, he’s probably there right now.”

The blush on Erina’s face had worsened tenfold.

“I-I was just gonna drop this off to him! And how do you know he’ll be there?!”

You shush her with an unfazed expression.

“I’ll explain on the way.”

Sending Erina off with a thumbs up, she gives you the death glare. She’s outraged that you decided to throw her in the deep end. You hold back a snort when Jonathan spots her and she instantly becomes a blushing mess. Knowing that they’d be fine on their own, you sneak away to avoid being spotted.

Now, well… now you don’t know what to do. It’s still pretty early in the day so you don’t want to go home just yet. And plus it's lovely outside, why not enjoy it for a bit?

Finding a nice spot next to the river, you sit and let the grass travel through the gaps in your fingers. Although it was still a little hot, the tree you’re sitting under provides some nice shade. You lay down, enjoying the calm atmosphere. Closing your eyes, you listen to the rhythmic rushing of the water. You’re so relaxed that you almost fall asleep, but then you feel something lick your face. Your eyes shoot open and you’re perplexed by who you see.

“Danny?!”

Ruff!

He continues to coat your face in dog slobber. You sit up trying to usher him off you.

“Bleh! Get off Danny, that's gross!”

You put a hand on his hand and he instantly settles. It surprises you how quickly he calmed down, but you still scold him.

“What are you doing here? JoJo’s probably worried about you.”

You’re not mad for long though and despite your best efforts, you smile a little.

“You’re lucky you’re cute.”

“Is this mutt bothering you?”

Danny’s demeanour changes upon the new arrival. He growls at the person behind you before taking off.

“Danny!”

You call after him but it’s no use. Turning around, you see none other than Dio standing there, you give him a look of disapproval.

“No, he was fine.”

Dio’s expression morphs into one of remorse, but for some reason you think it’s of the false kind.

“My apologies, would you mind if I accompanied you in his stead?”

Just as you’re about to respond Dio takes the liberty of taking a seat right next to you.

“Why yes Dio, of course you can sit with me.”

You say in a sarcastic tone. He smiles at you, either ignoring the way you answered or just completely oblivious to it.

“It would be my pleasure.”

The two of you sit there for a while, only the sound of the river and various insects filling the silence. It’s a little awkward since you don’t know what to say, so you opt to let the quiet be. But Dio’s the one who breaks that silence.

“I know that you remember me.”

You raise an eyebrow at him.

“Well, I just saw you yesterday. I don’t have the memory of a goldfish.”

He laughs at that statement.

“I’m not talking about yesterday.”

Your eyes widen as he continues.

“That night we bumped into each other, I remember hating you in all honesty. I loathed the way you looked at me like I was a child in need of saving, but meeting you again I feel you saw something that I didn’t.”

Does he somehow know about the dream?

“It was destiny that brought us together again.”

You don’t know what to do besides awkwardly laugh.

“Haha… you sound a little like JoJo.”

Dio’s expression suddenly turns cold.

“Why do you think it is you are so hellbent on befriending our beloved JoJo?”

You’re taken aback by the sudden hostility.

“I’ll tell you why.”

You’re surprised when Dio pulls you by your collar, bringing you closer. He brings the other hand to your chin, holding it between his index finger and thumb as he bores into your eyes.

“It’s because in reality, we are the same. There’s an inferno inside of you that I also see in myself. The will to change the fate that’s been dealt to us.”

What?

“The Joestars are known for the glorious riches they possess. When you found out that Jonathan was a Joestar you decided you would get him to like you. Maybe even marry you. It’d take some time but in your eyes the reward would be well worth it.”

He moves the hand on your chin, running it along your cheek before tucking a stray hair behind your ear.

“Since we’re so alike I’ll make you an offer, abandon this fruitless endeavour. In terms of economical status you’re pretty much worthless so I wouldn’t gain anything if we were to marry, but I’m sure we can figure someth-”

Smack.

Dio’s grasp on you instantly releases and he staggers back whilst palming his cheek. His eyes fall on the hand you had just used to slap him, then your face. And you’re absolutely furious.

“How dare you insinuate I would do something so shallow. Even though we’ve met before, don't forget that you’ve only known me for a day at most. You don’t know me, so stop acting like you do.”

You snarl at Dio as you get up from the grass. You glare down at him.

“Do me a favour and stay away from me Dio. I don’t know why you’re such an unbearable asshole, but I’d prefer to never have to deal with you again.”

Storming off you don’t give Dio the chance to respond, leaving him at the river.

It’s been a couple of weeks since you told Dio you didn’t want to see him again, and fortunately for you he’s been keeping his distance.

You’ve been spending time with Erina and Jonathan, it hasn’t been very often since you wanna give them their space. It got a little lonely, you can’t help but think that the two of them are adorable together, so you try not to mind as much. Although it wasn’t always lonely, Danny would always pop up at the most unexpected times. You honestly don’t know how he manages to find you but you don’t dislike the company.

Today was one of those days, you and Danny had been playing at the river. Jonathan had shown you how to play fetch with him. But the day was coming to an end as the sun was setting.

“Ok, it’s time to go.”

You give Danny a final pat on the head.

“You be safe getting home ok?”

He just stares as you retract your hand. You turn to leave then you suddenly feel a tug on your sleeve. Looking down you see Danny holding onto it.

“No Danny, I have to go now.”

You try to pull your arm free but he’s not budging. You repeat yourself in a firmer tone.

“Danny, let go.”

He starts running down the path, dragging you with him.

“Danny stop!”

You dig your heels into the ground to try and stop but it’s no use and you almost fall on your face. He’s not giving you any chance to stop and keeps running at a rapid pace.

“Dammit Danny I mean it!”

The dog comes to a stop and finally frees you. You grimace at the drool coating your sleeve and scold him.

“What is up with you today?”

It’s then that you hear some sort of commotion further down the path, there’s shouting. You slowly creep towards the sound and you see people there. 3 are standing and 1 is on the ground. You look closer and realise to your surprise it’s Erina that’s on the ground. She’s washing her mouth out with a puddle, what the hell is going on? You rush to help your friend.

“Hey! Get the hell away from her!”

The 3 people turn their heads in your direction and your stomach drops when you see Dio’s face among them. Avoiding eye contact with him, you try to push past them.

“Move, you’re in my way.”

You yelp when one of the boys grabs you by your shoulders, making you face him. You come to the realisation that he’s the one who snatched Erina’s doll.

“Hey…”

He rotates you around as he harshly grips your jaw with his other hand.

“Isn’t this the little bitch that kicked you in the balls?”

His friend’s mouth morphs into a malicious grin as he responds in a taunting tone.

“I think it is.”

You start struggling to get out of his hold.

“Oh no you don’t.”

You’re jerked back around as he grips your neck, forcing you to look up at him.

“We ain’t havin’ a repeat of last time.”

He tilts your head side to side, you don’t like the look in his eyes as he examines your face. You growl and use your arms to try and push him away when he brings you closer.

“You know, you’re not half bad lookin’, maybe even a little cute. You really hurt my friend the other day. But you’re lucky I’m the forgiving type, maybe if you show us just how sorry you are we’ll let you off the hook.”

Their snickering is cut short as a fist comes smashing into the side of his face. He recoils from the impact and his hand drops from your throat. You cough upon the release and bring a hand to rub your neck, thankful that you can breathe properly again.

You look to where the punch came from and see Dio, his hand is clenched so hard that his knuckles are turning white. He’s seething as he walks past you and yanks the boy by his collar.

“You are not to lay your filthy hands on her again, do you hear me?”

He’s gripping the boy’s collar so tight that he’s starting to choke, he brings his hands up to try and pry away Dio’s hands.

“D-Dio-”

“Never again, do you hear me? Do not make me repeat myself.”

They’re alerted to the sound of footsteps running away, they turn their heads towards it but it’s too late, you and Erina have already started running down the path. The boy not in Dio’s hold starts to run after you but the look he gets from the blonde is enough to stop him in his tracks.

Panting heavily as you run, you turn to Erina and see she’s been crying.

“What did they… do to you? Are you ok?”

She shakes her head as more tears fall from her eyes. What she says next is barely above a whisper.

“Dio kissed me.”

Your heart drops as you look at her with widened eyes.

“He what?”

I’m sorry this chapter took a while to come out! I had to keep rewriting Dio’s parts cause I kept making him too nice T_T

#jjba x reader #jojo’s bizzare adventure x reader #jojo x reader #jonathan joestar x reader #dio x reader #dio brando x reader #speedwagon x reader #erina pendleton x reader #⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

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abbynx · 2 years

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Dio's Doll

Yandere Dio Brando (Part 1) X Reader

Genre: Angst, Headcanons

Warning: Typical Yandere behaviour, violence

A/N: To some, vampirism is a way to become somewhat of a higher being than a human, almost like a god if they're arrogant enough... To some, a curse, exactly what Dio had bestowed you.

- We begin in the 18th century— you were twelve, your father had entrusted you to his good friend George Joestar to take care of a certain business bargain somewhere in Asia. Your maids could look after you back at the L/N manor, but you were close to the young Joestar heir. And besides, your father would hate it if his heir is lonely.

- By this, you were there when a dark cloud began to leech off the family. Even if you're not a member of the Joestar's, the curse latched itself to you too. With his arrival, Dio the forsaken has began to make existence difficult for you.

- What's worse, he has taken a liking to you— the little doll that opted to stay silent, not wanting to cause trouble and just hopes for him to leave you alone. Unlike Johnathan, you had manners, according to Dio, you'd be the child George would have love.

- Dio is the ever so cocky bastard, even if Johnathan were there to defend you he couldn't do anything. JoJo would only further humiliate himself before his father because he sees it as such. And you, the docile doll who values your father and George's opinions, you remain silent about Dio's treatment.

- Well, at first you told on Dio, screamed even. Dio has a tenacious guardian angel watching over him that he never got in trouble, always finding a way to twist words and shift the blame into something else.

The first instance of his doings was a night of rest, you were getting ready for bed after coming from the library. Your room was dark as you climb into bed but then you noticed a head lying under the blanket. A scream alerted JoJo, George and a few servants to rush into your quarters.

- You vividly remember how quick they were to reach you, a big tell on how worried they were about you. Now imagine that worry deflating to disappointment when they found out you screamed at a mere sight of a doll's head that you mistook for a head.

"It was Dio! He did this! He must've planted it there to scare me!" You screamed pointing an accusatory finger at the blond.

"Dio, is it true?" George said. You remembered how satisfied you were when the head of the house looked at the ward the way he'd look at Johnathan when he was in trouble.

"Mister Joestar, it is I who have put the doll there, but it wasn't my intention to scare them. In fact, the doll was a gift... I'm just as terrified as you are to find out only the head remains." Dio said, with his voice pathetically reduced into a small one. "It must have been the dog that bit the head off."

"Danny wouldn't do such a thing!" Johnathan protests.

"Jonathan," George sends a single glare at his son's way, enough to diminish the rage JoJo was feeling. The head of the family then turns to you. "Why Y/N, it's not nice to say something like that. I want you to apologize to Dio for what you've said, he didn't mean to scare you at all." And you were absolutely livid to find that George fell for it. Upon glancing behind the head of the Joestar's, Dio was grinning in satisfaction.

After that, nothing else came of it. At least, in terms circumstances. After that transpired, you find yourself reeling yourself back to avoid bringing this up to George's attention, lest he should report your unruly behaviour to your father.

- He finds joy to see you suffering in silence, refusing to speak up whenever he does something to you. He can pull on your hair, push and shove you, lob rocks at your direction, pinch you, anything to fulfill his heart's content. But god forbids if he sees you with someone else.

- You see, he doesn't like sharing his doll. Something within him stings whenever he'd see you with someone else, he couldn't bear to see you enjoying yourself with someone else. Not that you'd enjoy Dio's company but eh.

- He's already sever your relationship with Johnathan and it was easy. He just some manipulation here and there, Dio knows you liked attending to some chores such as starting the furnace to avoid him, Danny was locked in the said furnace and boom. JoJo hasn't talked to you since. Two— no, three birds with one stone.

- After Danny's death, you couldn't bear to show your face around the family out of shame and guilt. Dio felt a certain glee to see you so down, so miserable, so shameful. But to see you go... It left a hole.

- He denied it of course. Why would he, Dio, miss you? What a joke, why would he? He could easily replace you! You're nothing but a sad excuse of a human being who mopes around with your sad e/c eyes glazed with a lovely sheen of tears, that will eventually come cascading down your melancholic face... Oh that face... Oh. Oh what the fuck—

- Well... Shit, that explains it.

- Seven years later, your family was invited to the Joestar ball; Every year actually, you just never attended with them. But this year, you decided to indulge. A lot of things has changed by then— you were already nineteen and already with a doctrate. And Dio has never not thought of you through those years.

- You made your first appearance as Doctor Y/N L/N in the Joestar ball and finally met your best friend after so many years. At first you feared he wouldn't welcome you the same way again, but then he took you in his arms and held you tightly.

"It is lovely to finally see you again, Y/N! Or should I say, Doctor Y/N?" He's grown. Physically and emotionally. You thought he'd haughtily turn his back against you from the grudge of seven years ago. An absolute gentleman too.

"Oh Johnathan. You have always been dear to me, you know that Y/N is enough."

- The night was filled with a lot of catching up. Jonathan has taken a liking to studying archeology, just as you have taken to the field of medicine, all that's happened... Dio... The mere mention of his name made your heart drop.

"He's still here?"

"Yes. He is, after all, family. I take it that you have yet to see him?" You can sense the enthusiasm in your friend's voice, just as he can sense 'no' as your answer.

"My, do my eyes deceive me or is it Y/N I see?"

A shudder rocked your entire body, freezing from where you stood when you heard a familiar voice. Then, a hand lands on your shoulder in a way that shows camaraderie. You were tense under his grip, your breaths coming out ragged in an attempt to steady yourself.

"It's been a long time, old chap! How have you been?"

... "Fine. Yourself?" It took longer for the pause to take place for your liking, you knew you gave yourself away.

"Likewise, though studying law does get one down at times but I thrive. Say, I heard you're one of the head of the Saint Catherine hospital?"

"You heard correctly."

Jonathan couldn't help but to notice how warm Dio was with you, while you were tense in the blond's hold, avoidant even. You couldn't even hold your gaze with Dio, as you looked towards your side.

"I find that quite impressive. I imagine you have countless suitors because of it."

"Thank you. Before I leave, I just say it's a... Delight to see you again. You must excuse me," you remove yourself from Dio's hold, with your eyes casted away from him, you didn't see his countenance twist in disappointment. "Jonathan. Dio." You smiled at your childhood best friend, something in you was upset you couldn't catch up with him further, glancing over Dio as well with a smile you had to force, before taking your leave.

- Upon hearing of Mister Joestar's sickness, you were the first one to be called upon the JoJo to look after his father, as he trusts you. Under your treatment, George was able to feel the care he needed. You imposed a rule to be followed by every one in the manor. And it was something Dio dreaded.

"I shall be the only one who will give Mister Joestar's medication. If not me, I will be instructing one of my nurses to do so."

You were firm to impart with this message. Jonathan agreed with this, as he trusts you. Dio didn't, but he acted as though he did. Even if he hates what had transpired, he couldn't help but to grin. My, this is the same Y/N who stayed silent when he pulled on their hair. The same Y/N who was afraid to get in trouble so they often kept their voice soft. Now look at you, with your chin up and firm stance. Only would it cave in whenever he was nearby, just as he likes.

He didn't need to heed your statement, he was able to manipulate the situation. It was your absence that made him strike, as he lead the nurse you instructed to look after the old Joestar was distracted by Dio, just enough for her to forget about her duties. It was a simple act of switching bottles when one's back is turned, and all the while he distracts the nurse, the old man would think he himself should just drink it himself.

It didn't take long when news came to you your nurse had failed to make the Joestar patriarch drink his medicine on time and you suspended her, finally allowing one of the old staff of the family to make Mister Joestar drink.

- Revelations came by you in a way that was shocking, as it all happened all at once. Dio was responsible for George's sickness, so was his father's, Jonathan almost got himself killed in Ogre street finding for the apothecary from which the poison came but was spared by a gang leader names Robert E.O. Speedwagon. Once he found out which poison was used, he calls you over to tell you what he's learnt. By this, you were able to concoct an antidote to give to Mister Joestar and call the police.

"I have to leave." You stood from your seat, gathering your coat and other belonging in your arms.

"Would you like me to accompany you, Doctor?" Speedwagon politely offers, holding out a hand for you to take.

"No, thank you." You offered him a polite smile, before turning to Jonathan. The Joestar only nods at you with a certain warmth in his eyes, wordlessly giving you his gratitude and bidding you goodbye.

Before you could witness what had transpired after you created the antidote, you had to leave for the hospital. Jonathan, in hindsight, was thankful you weren't there to witness the tragic passing of George, as well as Dio's betrayal and transformation.

- After what had transpired upon your departure, you were once again at a place of guilt. George Joestar was dead, Jonathan was unconscious, the Joestar manor is no more... From what you've heard from Speedwagon, Dio had become something of an otherworldly, hell if he were to be specific, creature. Fangs, super strength, endurance... You cant fathom how Dio terrifies you as his normal self, but that night where he apparently got stronger?

Ever since that night, you have not left Jonathan's bedside, along with a girl who seems to know him. You didn't have the chance to meet her, you fled from the Joestar's after you had unknowingly killed Danny. Erina Pendleton, a friend of Jonathan's. Like you, she hasn't left Jonathan's side as she tirelessly wring the rag of excess water before wiping Jonathan with it. Despite just meeting, you got along quickly whilst taking care of Jonathan, as you two shared a mutual care you feel towards the man.

"Erina..." Her blue eyes flickered up to you under her eyes were darkened circle from sleepless nights tending to Jonathan. "Allow me to take over. You rest."

"Oh no, I--"

"I'm a doctor. I'm used to it." You interrupt, softly taking her by the wrist and gently taking the rag from her hand.

Taking her hands, you press your thumb on her palms to alleviate the tension with a touch so gentle as to not further irritate her blistered hands. You looked into her eyes deeply and she finds herself deep within your hypnotic gaze and nods. You assist her to a nearby seat and proceed to treating Jonathan. Erina can only watch on her seat, as you tend to JoJo with a pace of fluency with that of a doctor's.

- Upon Jonathan's reawakening, you leave him and Erina be once you sensed a certain air between the two, just in time for you to catch Speedwagon doing the same thing when he decided against entering the room.

"Speedwagon, lovely to see you." You silently shut the door behind your back, smiling at the blond man.

"Doctor L/N," he tips his hat to greet you. "It seems that JoJo has awakened."

"Mhmm. In time, I shall assess his injuries but for now I figured I should leave them be for a while."

"I see... I must say, Doctor, you are quite mesmerising to look at when you work." You find yourself taken aback at his comment. "With such tenderness and at the same time, firmness. Not to mention, how skilled you are as a doctor."

You find yourself stuck for a moment, unable to wrap your head around his praises. "I... well... Um... T-thank you, Speedwagon."

"I am merely stating the facts, Doctor." He runs the back of his neck. "Would you like a drink? I know a good tavern down town. Or do you prefer elsewhere?"

- After spending time with Speedwagon for a few drinks, you decided to call it a day. Surely Jonathan and Erina wouldn't miss you for a night, as you decided to return to your home. You didn't arrive. Instead, you were tackled in the dark and rendered unconscious.

When you come conscious, you awake at the sight of a monster, in the form of Dio Brando, grinning at the sight of you quivering when you realised it was him.

"Hello, Y/N."

"D-Dio... I thought you--"

"Died? With my newfound powers, I cannot."

He stood from his throne, sauntering over before he kneels to meet your height. You instinctively lean away when he inches closer, averting your gaze from his analytic ones. He takes in the absolute terror in your features, relishing the reaction he can pull from you so effortlessly. The way you clenched your jaw, whilst you tried to keep your heart rate steady by breathing out with a shudder.

Wanting more of your fear, he reaches for your face, squeezing your cheeks as he made you hold his crimson gaze shaded with sadism. The stretch of his lips had made you realise what exactly he is, the glimmer of his fangs lit by the candle light as his features casts a shadow that made him more terrifying to you.

Closing your eyes, the long-held tears streaks on your cheeks, wetting his fingers. You tried to muffle your cries with a clench of a jaw, as you couldn't help but to think that this is how you end. In the hands of the only bully you couldn't stand against.

"Hush..." Dio whispers in a way that would be soothing, the pad of his thumb running under your eyes to wipe the tears off your cheeks. But it was Dio, there was nothing soothing about him.

"Why are you doing this to me?" You sobbed.

"I love you." I love seeing you suffer because of me.

Your eyes widened, meeting his for the first time, riddled with confusion. You knew this was no love to you, it was his sick vision of what he thinks love is.

"I love you and I always want you by my side."

Have you no idea, how he yearned for you every day? Those seven years without seeing you, it felt like a nightmare he constantly wake to. Constantly pulled by his longing for you, he couldn't think straight. Upon discovering the secret to immortality, he knew now what he wants to keep by his side forevermore.

You've yet to register what he had said, until you see him pull something from behind him-- a stone mask. The same mask from the Joestar manor that hung on the wall, something you don't like to look at when you pass by it in the corridors. On his other hand, a knife.

Before you can make any attempts to lean away, he holds you in place. Not even a flinch was pulled from him from your flailing, as he places the mask on your face. From the eye holes of the mask he gazes at you with a crooked grin, seeing how wide your eyes were at the sight of the knife. But oh, whatever you were thinking was his intention with the blade, was surely wrong. Of course he wouldn't stab you with it. And with a bloodstained knife held up, he traces the surface of red with his fingers. He watches the red drip from his finger, before he directs his attention you.

In one quick swipe of the crimson from his finger against the mask, spikes protrudes from the sides and penetrates your head. You fall limp in Dio's restraining arms, the warmth of your body fading as you became cold to the touch.

"Now, you shall always remain by my side."

- After Dio's defeat, you couldn't show your face to Jonathan, nor the others. Not after the heinous deeds Dio had instilled within your system, you were forced to act like the monster he is, taking vitals from his other victims.

When it came for the other Hamon users to suggest to kill you, you ultimately agreed... But Jonathan loves you too much to allow that. He reassured you that it was Dio's doing and how you shouldn't view yourself as a monster.

Arrangements were made to cater to your new lifestyle. You live under the darkness of the cellar, only to be let out at night where you feed on blood from bags bought from hospitals. Jonathan, Erina and Speedwagon stuck with you in your new form and never once had they expressed fear towards you, specifically. But you knew a piece of them were afraid of what you have become, with your new strength and abilities and you couldn't blame them.

"I apologize for not being able to attend the wedding JoJo, Erina. I wish I could have been there."

"It's alright, Y/N." JoJo reassured.

"Once the photographs have been developed, I would be happy to show them to you." Erina added, holding your cold hands within her warm one's.

"But I am happy for the two of you, really. Take care of JoJo for me, Erina. And you too, JoJo." You glanced at both of them with a certain sentiment in your eyes. "And enjoy your honeymoon. I believe the oceans are lovely at this time of the year."

"We'll be sure to write you." JoJo states.

"Oh don't worry yourselves over me, you two enjoy your honeymoon."

"Uh-- right." Jonathan looks down in disappointment. Something within you tells that Jonathan wouldn't be heeding your concern, you know how he is.

"Thank you for being here with us, Y/N." Erina squeezes your hand.

"And I return the gratitude to you as well..." You squeeze her hand back, before taking JoJo's hand as well. "I wish you all the joy throughout your lives. Now I must be going, dawn is peaking through and you should be boarding your ship."

"Right of course. Sleep well, my friend." JoJo pulls and holds you against his chest. "We will see you soon."

"Be careful now." You pat his back, before pulling away.

... you wished that you did more than just tell them to be careful. You should have wished for them not to leave at all.

To be continued

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moon-lv3r · 6 months

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heaven sent ~

🦋 category: fluff, one-shot

🦋 characters: jonathan, erina, dio (small appearance)

🦋 summary: in which jonathan was so head over heels for erina that he would do anything to see her smile. one day, the two of them were out and they just could not hide it, which led to a confession under the rain

🦋 warnings: nil, unless you’re allergic to love and happy people

🦋 notes: just something i’ve been writing since april of 2023 and forgot what i wanted the plot to be… so why not just extreme fluff and love that is filling up every corner to the point where it overflows?

at some point i wanted dio to start some drama but i couldn’t think of anything, that’s why dio has a very small and useless cameo but its ok its dio. he’s extra and needs to be included in everything like the bitch he is

Love often grows as one goes. Never in ways people predict. Often in people one never expected to lay eyes on. That was what happened with Jonathan of the Joestar family.

How could he fall for Erica Pendleton? The prettiest, kindest, sweetest girl to have ever blessed his eyes? What had he done to deserve such an enthralling lady?

Exquisite as she was, as gentleman as he was. Never had their paths ever crossed. His eyes admiring her smiles from afar, never had he once built up the courage a man should have to pursue the one they ever so desired. The sight of her has him turning into a silly, shy teenage boy.

Once Jonathan laid eyes on the fine maiden, she started to appear at every corner. He could never escape her. How was she appearing everywhere? Once he noticed her, it was like he could always see her, everywhere. The way her long blonde hair glistened under the rays of the sun. Her soft skin always looks so delicate. Her face always looks so graceful. The woman that she was, Erina Pendleton. Would she even feel the same for him? When he had that step-brother around?

A thief around, who always stole the sole good things Jonathan cared and valued. If he ever found out about his feelings for Erina, he would definitely do everything and anything to drive the only good thing away from Jonathan. It wasn’t fair. He couldn’t have Dio ruining another thing for him. He can’t. Jonathan would never allow it.

As each day passed by, his feelings for the blonde girl grew like it was a plant being watered everyday. At every chance he got, he walked up to her and began a short, but sweet conversation. The more he found out about her, the deeper in love he became. It was a never ending cycle. What had Erina done to him? He wasn’t normally like this, yet here he was, letting a girl take over his mind and being silly over the mere thought of her. Was this the way he should be acting?

He had no idea what to do about the way he was feeling. There was absolutely no way for his feelings to fade away naturally. His feelings grew deeper and deeper as the seconds ticked by, and there was nothing he could do about it. It didn’t help that they were in the same class, he sat right behind her. The way the sunlight spilled into the class and highlighting her blonde hair, a sight that never failed to amaze him despite witnessing it almost everyday of his life. Something so mundane had turned into something he was excited over.

She lived inside of his mind. Each and every waking thought was all about her. Even if it wasn’t, Jonathan would find a way to make it about her. He would smile the biggest smile ever known to mankind whenever she was on his mind.

Imagine the joy that filled his body when he was presented with the opportunity to talk to the lady of his dreams.

It was during one of their lessons in school, their teacher had paired them up. Jonathan couldn’t be happier, though he had to act normal about it. He didn’t want to scare the sweet Erina away. Her gentle voice had Jonathan thinking that he was up in heaven, listening to the voices of angels. Her sweet smile… Jonathan began to question just how much he deserved to view it all.

“Jonathan,” Erina began. “I think we should maybe start with this.” She pointed at one of the instructions they had received for their newest project. Erina was eager to begin and Jonathan could not be anymore delighted at how smoothly things seemed to be flowing naturally.

“Yes… How do you propose to do it?” Jonathan asked, trying to sound as gentle and as normal as a man should sound.

“Hmm,” Erina pondered, her mind searching for answers. Her face seemed so focused that Jonathan could not get distracted from looking at her. His mind was not focusing on the very matter they should have been paying attention to.

“Joestar? Jonathan Joestar?” Erina whispered, “Do you have any ideas how we could start?” She asked sweetly.

Jonathan had not expected Erina to call him by his full name, though it was not something he would complain about. “Unfortunately… no,” Jonathan replied. It seemed as though they were stuck.

Time slipped by them as they worked on their project together. Jonathan could not be more grateful for the time gifted to him that he could have spent on knowing Erina more. Every part of her personality made Jonathan sink down the hole of affection more than he should have. How could a person be this… exquisite?

Jonathan was blessed to be under the same sky as Erina, to be viewing the same sunrise and sunset everyday. He longed to know her view on the beauty of the scenery they had the honour of seeing, just not together. How lucky he was… to exist at the same time as she did. He was truly the luckiest man to have ever existed. Jonathan Joestar, the gentleman, falling for a delicate gem that was Erina Pendleton.

“Jonathan?” The door to Jonathan’s room suddenly opened, to reveal the one stain in his ever so pure life.

Dio Brando.

He had a smirk on his face that Jonathan knew could only bore malicious intentions. He had seen it several times throughout the years where they had to tolerate each other for the sake of their lives. Jonathan did not want to know what his step brother had planned for him this time, he wished to keep his peace.

“I have a letter,” Dio began. “From one Erina Pendleton.” His tone shifted at the mention of the young maiden’s name, one where Jonathan realised to be a small hint of malice.

Jonathan was confused as Dio handed the letter over. What was going on? Jonathan knew he had to thread carefully, Dio was not one to trust. He had to have seen how Jonathan seemed to light up whenever Erina was around. Dio must be plotting a sabotage. What better way to ruin something other than using your own hands?

That must be what Dio was planning! Jonathan wasn’t going to allow for himself to be used like this. But Jonathan could not show Dio that he knew of his plans, or rather, a gist of it. Jonathan knew he had to be careful. Perhaps he should even let Erina know?

Jonathan took the letter from Dio and thanked him. Dio left shortly after, though the unsettling feeling he brought in had stayed. Jonathan simply could not allow Dio to foil the best thing he has right now. Dio had done enough damage. He was not going to allow Dio to destroy one of the finest things life had to offer to Jonathan.

Jonathan just had to figure out the best way to go about it. He needed to know just what Dio had planned too, so that he would not end up feeding into Dio’s plans. All Jonathan had to do was just to be careful and delicate, so that Dio would not suspect that he was up to something as well. He wondered if he should allow Erina to know about the devil that was Dio… He wanted her to at least know what kind of person Dio was so that she would be able to defend herself if she had to. Seeing or risking Erina in harm’s way was not one of the things Jonathan wanted to see in his lifetime.

“Pendleton?” Jonathan began as he reached the riverside, where he had agreed to meet Erina. He was not sure if she was alright with him calling her by her first name so he had decided to call her by her last name until she told him otherwise.

“Hi,” Erina greeted with the warmest smile that has ever graced humanity. “You’re here!”

It seemed to be a smile that Jonathan could get drunk on.

Perhaps it was the nervousness getting to them, but neither seemed to be bothered by the droplets slowly landing around them.

“Why did you ask me to come here?” Jonathan asked, trying to sound as normal as a gentleman could ever be.

“Well,” she began. Erina broke off the eye contact with Jonathan as her eyes drifted to view the scenery that was bestowed onto the land. “I have something to say.”

Jonathan felt as though heavens were welcomed to him. The hopeful grin that had surfaced on the most amazing face he had ever seen. Suddenly all hope had surfaced and lived inside of his mind. Before the news even left the angel that was Erina, Jonathan already felt as though he was the luckiest man to have ever graced the earth.

The rain continued to land as the two maintained their eye contact. Each anticipating the words that each other would spill. Droplets landing on their faces as the tension grew… their environment growing more moisturised as the silence continued…

“What… is it?” Jonathan asked, masking all of that anticipation that was boiling within him. It was taking all that he had to not break into a smile. “Would you like to head somewhere without rain?” Jonathan continued asking, taking off his overcoat and handing it over to the blonde lady standing before him, shielding her from the rain.

Erina flashed the shyest smile the earth had ever been graced with. Jonathan could not believe his eyes at such a breathtaking sight, he almost felt undeserving of the scene unfolding before him. What had he done to deserve such gold? She accepted the offer with a shy smile, but not before she said what she came to say.

“I think…” Erina began, unable to maintain the eye contact she had built with the boy standing before her. “I think I might… have some feelings… for you.”

Jonathan could not believe the way his ears had just been blessed. There was just no way this was true. There was no way he had just heard all of that. Did he deserve it? He wondered…

He must be looking like an idiot, grinning to himself before the girl he liked for so long. There was no way he was this lucky… right? He had to be dreaming, there was no way he would be this lucky.

‘I… uh… well…” Jonathan stammered. Poor boy, he was at such a loss for words. One can never be prepared enough for this situation. What was a boy to do in such a thing?

“I like you too,” Jonathan responded, breaking eye contact before sneaking a glance at Erina once again.

He could’ve sworn that he started melting as his eyes took in the sight of Erina’s smile. How was he this lucky? It felt as though he was already in heaven, without ever being there.

Suddenly all worries were washed from his mind, he had forgotten about all the warnings about Dio. All that was on his mind was the lady before him, the one who blessed his sight.

He could not fight the urge anymore, looking deep into the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen… The urge to close in and remove the undesirable gap between their lips… Jonathan’s eyes glanced over at Erina’s lips, before going back up to her eyes…

“Do I have the honour?” He asked

He watched as Erina’s cheeks suddenly flushed a bright pink, her eyes tearing away from his. “Yes… please,” she answered, her voice barely a whisper.

Jonathan could never forget how electrifying the kiss was. Underneath the rain, with the most beautiful piece of art he had ever been blessed to see. The most exquisite girl he ever saw. The sweetest, kindest girl to have ever walked the same path as he did. To feel her soft lips against his was a dream he never knew would happen. To experience heaven while never actually having to be there was not an experience he thought he’d ever have.

He hoped that in every other life he was in, Erina would always be by his side. He’d remind her of how lucky he was to be by her side. How beautiful she was. How he’d never get tired of looking at her. How he’d always want her and only her. How he’d love to wake up to her face every single day of his life. How his day would be incomplete without her. How the word love does not even come close to how he felt about her. How his love could only grow like a plant being offered water. How he’d be lost if she was gone…

That was how the most beautiful day in Jonathan’s life went, with the most breathtaking scenery standing right before him. It was indeed, heaven sent.

#fic writing #one shot #jjba #jjba part 1 #jjba one shot #jonathan joestar #erina pendleton #jonathan x erina #erina x jonathan #phantom blood #jjba phantom blood #jjba fluff #fluff #romance #if only they had more time with each other #i got bored and created this tbh

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