#platonic jjba

[gatitties]

Dear friend

─Dio x fem!reader (Platonic) [Phantom Blood]

─Summary: You find yourself tied to the infamous Dio Brando, creating a strange relationship despite being complete opposites.

─Warnings: occ and a little angst i think¿, Dio is soft in this one

I was a little delulu while watching jojo's and listening to sad music late at night led me to write this 😔🤌🏻

Dio Brando's life was not good in general, condemned to live in misery since he was born, with the only source of love and hope dying little by little, his mother was the only thing that kept him sane during his childhood, once his mother's life vanished in just a breath, he thought he would never feel what he used to call humanity again. His father could not be considered human, after all he had monstrous and condemnable actions, being only scum deserving of the most painful death.

He thought that he would be condemned in a spiral of darkness and filth, that his only goal in life would be to wait for his father's death and take over the fortune of the Joestar family once they adopted him, then another ray of light broke his dark shell, where his heart bled with pain, where the most sensitive part of the human being was hidden, even from him, who thought that nothing could give him back that lost humanity.

Dio was making some money as usual, betting a couple of coins to win more in that filthy bar, the carefree conversations and fights were a dull noise to him at this point, but the explosions, the burning smell and the screaming of someone in the kitchen wasn't something that happened often, that was the first time he saw you.

You ran out of the kitchen with teary eyes, coughing from the smoke you had inhaled, some parts of your clothes were burned, your cheeks were red from the heat and the embarrassment of being scolded by your boss while everyone watched, although you recovered soon when you were sent to do anything other than cook, it definitely wasn't your strong point.

Neither was waiting tables since you tripped over your own feet several times, your balance betrayed you at the worst moments and your hands seemed to be made of butter, but you remained firm with your optimistic attitude, that, and you needed the money, you were not going to leave this job nor would you allow such a quick dismissal.

Dio thought you were stupid to say the least, clumsy, distracted, inept… but for some reason he couldn't take his eyes off your figure when you were juggling to leave the beers on the table next to him, he couldn't figure out if you were purposely ignoring the lustful gazes of some depraved people or were you really that ignorant of your surroundings, he found it endearing in a way.

"Hey you, pay attention to the damn game!"

He grimaced, fed up with the man, he made his final move, winning and enraging the guy he was playing against, he threw the coins across the table, but before Dio could grab them his face was smashed into the plate of hot food making a thud that stopped the sound throughout the bar for a second.

It happened before he could react, he was planning to hit that old geezer to break his nose, but someone had gotten ahead of him, before he realized it, a burnt frying pan hit the bastard's face, causing blood to drip from his mouth, some teeth shooting out from its place.

"Don't waste food, you stuck-up idiot!"

Your expression changed to a frown, although everyone ignored your outburst, it wasn't the first time you hit someone for doing something that bothered you, but coming from a family with limited resources made you appreciate every little thing, you were a brave fool, you could mess with the most dangerous person on the entire face of the earth just for standing up for your values and ideals, and that, that's what caught Dio Brando's attention.

He didn't really look for interactions with you, you only caused him a slight curiosity, but there were many people just as stupid as you, living a miserable life, accepting their fate without aspiring to much more, but destiny seemed to want to intertwine your paths, that, or he just began to notice your presence more once he noticed you.

Of course, you also began to notice him more, it's not every day you find people with such striking appearance in the suburbs you used to frequent, especially people your age, and especially those who move through the darkness like you.

You accepted all kinds of assignments, even if they were dangerous, you always had luck on your side and a handful of sharp or blunt objects, aim was the only thing that probably stands out about your physical abilities along with stealth, you had learned to move like a rat, dark alleys, damp sewers… you knew every nook and cranny of this city by heart.

And that was how your first real interaction happened, you were both hired to do some smuggling for a good amount of money, you had worked in pairs before, but meeting the person you were strangely seeing everywhere lately was strange, you weren't going to turn down the job anyway, money is money.

What started with some ups and downs in your relationship was how curt Dio was, his harsh comments and lack of empathy made you frown, you scolded him occasionally for being so impolite and rude, not only to you but to other people who didn't deserved it. It was a tug of war between the two, complete opposites attracting each other.

When the relationship began to heat up, or rather when the remains of goodness that remained in a broken child made a little hole in his bleeding heart, it was when you took care of a drunken Dio, you found him raving, beating to death some poor devils who had decided to mess with him that night, you would have suffered the same fate if you hadn't been lucky enough that before he hit you he tripped on a rock, hitting his head. You took it from there and helped him without asking for anything in return, which caused him to distance himself for a few weeks after coming back looking different.

"What's wrong with you? Huh?"

You pointed accusingly at the blonde, who slapped your finger away from his face, letting out some complaints.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh don't try to play that with me, the time working with you was enough to be able to see through you, ah, I know, did you find a partner!?"

His eyebrow twitched at your new explosion of emotions, grabbing your head to keep your body still as you started to surround him asking a bunch of questions about his supposed partner.

"No."

"Aww" you deflated at his harsh response, recovering immediately "Anyway, seriously, there's something weird about you, I can see it in your eyes."

You moved a little closer to his face once he released you, looking directly into his captivating crimson eyes, although in truth you were just looking at your reflection on his gaze, sticking out your tongue as if you were posing for a photo, he looked in disbelief, you were too stupid and he didn't understand why, why after leaving those suburbs did he return? Why did he keep visiting you if he no longer needed you for anything? Why did he come back after moving to a better life? His mind couldn't understand it, but his heart won this battle and he let the only good feelings guide him towards your clumsy person.

"Whatever makes you sleep better."

He found himself enjoying your presence, your voice, your silly thoughts, your insignificant emotions more than usual, he found another source of light that illuminated the cracks in his shattered heart, minimally healing his inner child, and in turn, he repudiated every inch of your being, so kind and pure for someone like him, were you ignoring his evil nature or were you really that naive to not notice all the red flags around him? He didn't know it, but he would prefer that it stay like this for a while longer, all of his plans were moving forward and you weren't part of them.

You silently observe the sunset, the warm colors gradually disappearing as you lean against the half-broken cement wall, this building used to be your meeting point for the assignments you had together. You look back at Dio, who is unusually thoughtful, you also immerse yourself in your own thoughts, you were conscious, conscious of everything that Dio was and will be, you only needed some information that he let escape between the lines and his behavior of greatness to know that your friend was someone evil, someone who wouldn't think for a second about ending someone's life if they were a threat, you knew it and yet… Was it selfish to want to maintain this friendship? Even knowing that he wasn't someone to admire? Someone who repudiated half the world? That didn't agree with most of your values? Well, you were human, and selfishness is one of the facets that characterizes humanity, you never asked for much in your life, you wanted to grant yourself this whim despite everything.

"I don't know what will happen from now on, but thank you for all these years, I never thought I could have this kind of connection with someone."

Your neck almost broke from the speed at which you moved it to look at Dio, who was facing away from you, there was no way he had said that, expressing so many emotions and feelings like never before, were you dreaming? Was this some kind of alternate reality? Your eyes began to water because of his words, yes, you were a sentimental softie.

"That's so nice Dio, you should say that more often, instead of 'shut up bitch' or 'you suck'!"

You jumped on his back like a baby koala, sniffling on his shoulder while he froze for a second, trying to shake off your crying form, you seemed as fragile as a twig at that moment but you clung to him like a damn leech. He took you off of him after a couple of minutes, unexpectedly his arms surrounded your figure, seeing you buried in a mass of muscles for the first time, you were going to make a stupid comment, but for once you decided to shut your big mouth, passing your arms through his back.

No one dared to say anything, well, the look he gave you after he separated from you was a silent threat so that you wouldn't say anything about this moment of weakness he had, after all Dio has no weaknesses, he is superior to everyone.

Certainly, everything changed from that day, the relationship cooled because he disappeared from your life, you understood that the change in lifestyle was what caused it and if in a certain part it was true, you wanted to check that he was doing it right, it wasn't the case when you discovered that he was trying to kill Mr. Joestar, who welcomed him with open arms.

Your heart squeezed at the information, you knew that your friend was not a saint, you knew that he was a horrible person with others, but you remained selfish in your decision not to see him as human scum, to continue loving him like any other person. Your thoughts didn't last long though, at least not with the new version of him.

You were scared when you found him in your room one night, in the darkest corner, staring as if you were a prey, you could see his agitated breath coming out like smoke from a chimney, his eyes were still the same, but they scared you.

"Has the cat eaten your tongue? It's me, Dio! I don't think you've forgotten about me, I haven't, dear friend."

"You're not- you're not my friend…"

Your words came out shaky, the lump in your throat growing the closer the blonde got, this had to be a bad dream, you had heard that your friend had died after trying to kill Jonathan Joestar, although his body was not found among the rubble of the mansion, this couldn't be true.

"No? Maybe you're just confused, I'm still me, I've discovered a new way of living! I don't need that bullshit humanity, a longer lasting, stronger way of life! I am my best version."

You grabbed the lamp on your nightstand, making him smile at your fear, he knew you used to throw random things when you were angry or scared.

"You are not Dio! You are not the Dio that I know… your look is no longer the same, even when it was mischievous and evil before, it contained that shine of hope."

"Hope? That's pathetic, but you're lucky, I'm giving you the opportunity to live with dignity as a superior being! Just for being you, my only friend."

A hand covered your mouth, knowing that you would scream when he was next to you in the blink of an eye, he laughed at your reaction, resting his chin on the curve between your shoulder and neck, he grimaced as he felt you licking his hand, at least you were still stupidly brave to do that.

"Well? Will you agree to reign over all those filthy humans? You can live forever, without worries like money, no more shitty jobs."

You closed your eyes tightly in a last attempt to wake up if this was a dream, accepting that it wasn't, you moved away from his body, almost falling off the bed, you turned your body slightly to face him directly, oh that certain look of yours, it made him smile.

"I'm sorry, but the Dio I know is dead, and I refuse to accept a deal from a stranger."

He began to laugh lightly without taking his eyes off you, in another blink his imposing figure caught you, feeling again the mass of muscles imprisoning you between chest and biceps, your face pressed to his heart made you listen to the calm rhythm of it.

"I didn't expect anything less from someone as stupid and clumsy as you, I honestly knew that you were going to reject eternal youth, it's a real shame… but coming here was more of a whim."

His grip loosened a little, he rested his head on top of yours, closing his eyes for a few seconds, taking in as much of your scent as he could and it was gone as quickly as it came, you were barely able to react as the heat around you disappeared in a fraction of second, you looked with doubt at the open window, noticing how he was watching you from somewhere, you frowned, still with your lamp in your hand you threw it out the window, closed it as quickly as you could, you got under the sheets as if you were going to scare away the monsters of the night, closing your eyes although with a small smile when you heard the moan of Dio, who had been hit by your impeccable shot.

If you weren't his dear friend, you would have been three meters underground for a long time.

[wheredidalltheusersgo]

At first I loled...

...Then I serioused.

[nurssieee]

gang do we still fw fugio . gang. gang answer

[smorhe]

yeehaw or smth

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

Platonic Yandere DIO and daughter reader (who was abandoned at his house as a baby)

Hi thank you for the request, this is my first platonic request so I hope it's alright.

Familial Yandere Dio

At first Dio simply wanted to leave the child where they were but something compelled him to take the child. Maybe a small part of him thinks back on his childhood and takes pity. However he has no need for the weak so he uses a fragment of the stand arrow on the baby to prove their worthiness. The child doesn't die so he decides to keep them. They'd serve him well as a stand user in due time.

He has his servants raise her, luckily she had her name embroidered on the blanket she was wrapped in, (Y/n). However she still finds a way to get his attention. At first he simply passes her back off to the servants, agitated that this child will disrupt him. However over time he softened to her, she became less of a tool to him.

Soon he would allow (Y/n) into his bedroom and read to her whatever he was absorbed in at the time. He begrudgingly accepts the child calling him "dada". As soon as she develops proper talking skills he insists on being called father instead.

Around the age of 4 to 5 (Y/n) already quite independent. Already learning stuff more advanced then what her age range would. A model child by all accounts, however despite showing an ability to see stands hers hasn't quite manifested yet. She has been put through strenuous training yet still no results. She's also spoilt, she eats extravagantly, dresses in the nicest clothes a child could wear and is given almost anything she asks for.

As she grew up, she became aware of her lack of a stand. Trying to make up for her failure but Dio assures her it will come in due time and that she does not need to make up for such a thing.

But she also becomes aware of life outside the mansion. Asking at first to accompany servants during errands which he allows but when she asks to play with other children he tells her that she shouldn't bother with such a thing, those children are beneath her. Those children would bow before them when the time came.

Eventually her stand manifests. The moment it's know, a victim is choosen for her to test her stand on. When the victim isn't harmed Dio is let down, but his initial plans of using her as another servant are far gone.

That's when she goes to the piano, something she was still a novice in but now could play it like a professional.

She is able to figure out she has the power to absorb information and skills from others. Not a powerful stand but a useful one nevertheless. A stand dubbed Gates of Babylon, a physical manifestation of her desire of knowledge.

So it becomes a regular occurrence that Dio will let her use her stand on his victims before he drinks them dry. An odd form of father daughter bonding (of course away from (Y/n)).

Still (Y/n) never quite lost interest in the outside world. One day she manages to sneak out by herself. Of course when he discovers this he's mortified, but hides it the best he can from his servants as he tells them to find her.

Of course she's found and brought back. If she has injury, even just a scrape he'll use it as justification. She's only mortal compared to him. All manner of things could happen to her. The moment that it is just the two of them he scolds her. Even goes on about how vulnerable she is and what compelled her to leave with everything she has.

Everything is a lot more tightly run. Constantly monitored, constantly given more and more things to entertain her. He's also taking more time to spend with her directly.

Telling them always that he's the only one that she should trust 100%, that people will try to harm or take advantage of her. God forbid he brings up his childhood as an example, that he actually acknowledge his prior humanity to another soul.

[randoimago]

Can you do head canons for DIO having a daughter one that’s older than Giorno please :)

Being DIO's Daughter

Fandom: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

Character(s): DIO

Note(s): So I didn't know if you wanted this to be the daughter growing up with Giorno or being raised by DIO so I went with the latter.

DIO

In the case that his daughter is with him, he is a protective father. His daughter gets whatever she wants. His own dad was a piece of shit and he vows to never harm her. But because of that, he can be a bit too protective at times. Which doesn't mix well considering she's a teen and the rebellious stage is hitting hard.

Honestly, he can't help being a bit impressed when his daughter develops his cunning. Hearing that she managed to sneak out causes him to kill a few minions, but he has some pride that she managed to do it. She'll be scolded when she gets back, but for now he's proud.

So, when DIO had come back, a few JoJo's had various transformations (Josuke and his fever, Giorno becoming blond). Should his daughter become very sick then DIO worries. He gives a shit about his child, of course he worries. He's questioning Enya, he's tempted to give you more of his blood, just something.

But if you do begin to go blond or just look more like him then he feels so much pride. He wasn't bothered when you looked similar to your other parent, but seeing you looking more like him makes him a bit emotional.

Imagining walking out of his bedroom with Pucci, only to catch you acting like you weren't eavesdropping because you don't know what to think of your father's new "boyfriend". It amuses DIO.

Back to speaking of DIO's protective nature, he sends you to stay with Pucci after learning that the JoJo's are coming after him. While he's confident he can take care of it, you're still a child and he doesn't want you getting involved. It's definitely one of the few times when he does really put his foot down and show you how scary he actually is. Nothing scares DIO, but the idea of his daughter being harmed terrifies him.

You get a long hug from him and a kiss on the top of your head before he sends you away with Pucci. It's the last time you see your dad, but Pucci promises that you will have a good life.

[kimiko24-art]

Manga GioGio <3

[nicherayyy]

Niche!! Im glad to see u back!! How are you doing?

I had this scenario in my mind about La Squadra x child reader and im sorry if my asks are too much but I love the way you write this entire concept so much, i rlly hope you don’t mind if I share some of my scenarios and thoughts.

There was this video , the closest I could find to the original (besides that annoying robotic voiceover, I apologise )

I thought it was so cute because I can only imagine this w Pros. Imagine receiving a crumb of this mans affection😭 Like ofc he tries to look professional, even at home, but for his kid?? I think he would appreciate it, especially if reader is not really the cuddly type as they get older. Maybe there will be a pat on the back or head, or a genuine smile, letting you know that even if you get older he will still love you the same. He will still fight for you, protect you and root for you- because you are his child. I like to imagine Ghiaccio too- he would try to ask what you are doing as you simply settle against him, just wanting to show some affection. he won’t complain once he realized what you were trying to do- on the inside he is like 🥺. You are his kid and he will not deny your hugs, wrapping his arms around you and leaving the laptop he previously worked on aside- even if Formaggio or Illuso come barging in, teasing him and all, he will make a note to beat them up later-but for now he will enjoy this moment between you two (Cue these two idiots wanting hugs too, but you will never catch Illuso alive saying that)

Hiii! I’m doing great, thanks for asking <3

And no, I absolutely love this type of requests, so don’t worry abt it!!

Okay so here’s the hcs

Teenage Reader hugging their Father Figure from La Squadra

Oh yes, Risotto Nero. Stoic leader of the most feared assassin group

And a loving father

Just imagine this tall, intimidating man cuddling his child😭💔

And of course, as reader was younger, they used to cuddle all the time

Reader returned from school? Cuddles

Reader is getting ready for bed? Yeah, could someone (*cough cough* Risotto) give them a cuddle?

So yeah, reader is basically a cuddle bug

But after some years of course, cuddles became a rare occurrence

(Which Risotto was very sad about)

But he understood, maybe reader just didn’t want to, or think that cuddles are for children

So when teenage reader just crawled into Risotto’s arms just like in old times..

The man literally melted

Immediately hugged reader back

He didn’t even realise how much he missed this😭

“If I’m too heavy I can stand up”

“Please don’t”

Literally so happy

With Prosciutto it’s a bit different

Of course, even after reader got older he still gives them some pats on a head and words of encouragement

I mean, it’s his child, he loves them to death

But still, he wasn’t an affectionate type of parent

And when reader crawled into his lap he immediately got still

For a few seconds he didn’t know what to do

“Is it okay? If you don’t want to cuddle—“

“I do want to cuddle”, he hugged reader back

Okay let me tell you Pesci is so sad when reader stop wanting to cuddle

Like.. why don’t they want to cuddle?

Did he do something and now reader hates them?

Where’s his cuddly baby?😭

But he made peace with it after some time

I mean, reader is a teenager now

And I guess it’s not so cool for teenagers to hug with their dad

So when reader just randomly hugged him..

He cried

And of course hugged reader back

“Wha- why are you crying?”

“I’m just *sob* so happy”

Melone is a cuddle bug himself

Like he LOVES to cuddle

It’s his favourite way to show people that he cares for them

So when his child got older and stopped to cuddle he was really sad

He knew it was normal, reader got older and maybe they just stopped liking this type of affection

And of course he didn’t expect to get a hug from them when he was working on his laptop

The speed with which he put aside all of his tasks😭

Mf was over the moon with happiness

“You have no idea how happy I am right now”

Okay I believe Ghiaccio won’t tolerate any cuddles

Unless those cuddles are from reader

I mean they’re his child, why wouldn’t he want cuddles from them?

But of course he won’t show it

Imagine reader crawling into his arms and he’s like:

“What are you doing?”

“Cuddling”

“Okay”

HE LOVES IT

Even is he’s just sitting on the couch with poker face, he still will hug reader back

And if someone (*cough* Formaggio *cough* Illuso) tries to tease him about it.. well Ghiaccio would handle it later

Let’s just hope this someone has enough time to stay frozen

Speaking about Illuso

I think he like cuddles

But he rarely initiates them

Of course he loves giving his child affection, only he prefers to show his love with words or gift giving

But still he would appreciate the hug from reader

“Oh so you still love your old man? How sweet of you”

The same as Melone, Formaggio is a cuddle bug

But let’s be fr, he loves all types of affections

Pats on the back, words of encouragement, you name it

He always initiates cuddles with reader

And he’s got kinda used to the fact that only he initiates them

So when reader initiated hugs first—

“OH MY GOD FINALLY”

He immediately hugged reader back

And I mean this tight bear hug

Definitely won’t let reader go for a few minutes

[thornybubbles]

Another silly Stardust Crusaders Imagine...

Imagine you're with the Stardust Crusaders and you're one of the only members that just loves old man Joseph's stupid dad jokes. You've basically become his adopted grandchild.

Imagine getting a minor injury in a Stand battle and Joseph uses his Hamon to heal you. He makes the end of his finger glow and does a perfect imitation of E.T. that has you giggling.

Joseph: "Oooowch!"

You: *bursting into ugly laughter which causes Joseph to laugh along with you.*

It takes him a good ten minutes to actually heal you because the two of you can take nothing seriously.

Jotaro: *Grumbling under his breath because of the second hand embarrassment of his Grandpa's cringe 80's memes.*

[tang3r1n]

I know for sure that you can't help all families from Gaza that want to be evacuated from here but at least you can help those who come across your life. You have no idea how mentally and emotionally tiring this is. Asking for help is not easy. But when thinking that the price is my family's life and getting out of here safely, it just pushes me more and more to do this until i reach my goal, be able to attend my university abroad and achieve my doctoral degree dream after awarding prestigious PhD fellowship. Please donate and share to support us standing at this hard time. https://gofund.me/d597b8e2

i don’t have a big blog but i sure as hell am sharing this, i’ll try and figure out how to donate at least something when i get paid, FREE PALASTINE 🇵🇸

[yanderes-galore]

I see you got Jojo's Bizarre Adventure on the request list. What about this concept: yandere part 3!Dio with a darling who is a Joestar(perhaps Jotaro's relative of some sort), that came to Egypt with the rest of Stardust Crusaders to kill him. Romantic please!

I made the pairing more platonic because while I love writing romantic Dio... but he is technically part of the Joestar family due to Jonathan in part 3? His intentions are ambiguous but I made the pairing platonic, I'm sorry :(

Not proofread, expect mistakes!

Yandere! DIO with Joestar! Darling

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Violence, Possessive behavior, Inner conflict, Murder, Manipulation, Sadism, Kidnapping, Human pet mention, Angst, Forced companionship.

Dio with a Joestar! Darling opens up idea that I adore.

He's dedicated his life to eliminating Jonathan's bloodline.

Since stealing Jonathan's body he can sense his descendents.

So obviously he knows of Joseph, he knows of Jotaro...

He knows of you.

He obviously keeps an eye on the whole group.

You're the older sibling of Jotaro, much more behaved than the younger Kujo... in terms of not getting thrown into jail 24/7.

You have developed a stand like every Joestar after Dio inflicted himself with an arrow.

As a result you join the Crusaders to help save you and Jotaro's mother, Holly.

Dio fully expects to kill you along with the rest.

However, as you go through trial after trial... stand user after stand user... Dio finds himself getting more and more interested.

An obsession with you makes the vampire conflicted.

After all... he's meant to kill you.

He wants to kill Joseph and Jotaro, but why not you?

You obviously want him dead... but he keeps thinking of others plans for you.

The obsession he has for you makes the vampire irritated.

He isn't quite sure why he's so fond of you... this isn't like him.

He may even blame it on Jonathan somehow.

He thinks he doesn't have to kill you... maybe he can just toy with you?

Kill your friends and family in front of you... trap you with him... control you....

Such thoughts are much more appealing to him than outright killing you.

He often sends minions to watch your progress.

He orders them to tell him all about you, learning about you eagerly like some research project.

I personally think the feelings he has towards you are more akin to something familial if you're a Joestar.

He blames it on Jonathan's blood making him go all soft towards you.

For one reason or another Dio wants to keep you while getting rid of the rest.

His intentions no doubt are to make you some sort of servant.

Yet at the same time he can't help but feel a certain fondness that makes him want to care for you.

Care for you?

He's a hypocrite... but he always has been, hasn’t he?

Eventually Dio may cave into his odd obsession.

You don't leave his mind and he can't quite take it anymore.

Eventually he'll kidnap you.

It may be before his big battle, it may be after.

Dio intends to win and isolate you.

Hopefully that's enough to soothe his soft fondness towards you.

When Dio eventually encounters you he makes his intentions clear.

He's going to kill your friends... he's going to kill your grandfather... he's going to kill your brother...

But he won't kill you.

Your loved ones perishing in front of you should be enough of a punishment, yeah?

Dio can't help but feel attached as his eyes land on you.

A Joestar... but one he wants to spare.

You're an enigma to him.

An enigma he plans to keep to himself.

Far as he knows he's succeeded in his goals by killing everyone but you.

You may have a stand but you're not as powerful as him.

Especially when he has the Joestar blood from Joseph and Jotaro in his veins now.

You're completely powerless against him.

He can pull you into his lap and treat you well... you'll be the perfect pet for him to play with.

He wants to be cruel to you... but part of him wants to be comforting.

Unable to push his fondness towards you away... he reluctantly embraces it...

He embraces you.

Even as you squirm... he doesn't let go.

You're his now... all his...

Reluctantly... yet also because he feels he has to... he cares for you as though you were a sibling he never had... or had lost long ago.

[gatitties]

Warm

─La squadra di esecuzioni x teen!fem!reader (platonic)

─Summary: You think your house is too depressing and you get to work to make it look much better, step by step.

─Warnings: none

Part One / Part Three

You decided that the sad house needed some more cheerful tones, you weren't going to fix the mold or the worn paint problem, you weren't going to buy new furniture either, but you always thought that there's nothing that some decoration couldn't fix, a few books, some plants, some paintings... would make the whole scenario much less depressing.

"What is she doing?"

Pesci murmured, a little scared by your unusual behavior, you hadn't greeted him when he came in, he stared at you for a few minutes, your gaze was determined, disturbing enough for you to remind him of his leader at this moment, he had never seen you so serious in the month he had been living with you, Melone continued writing on his computer, he had been with you all the time but hadn't figured out what seemed to bother you, he shrugged, although with slight curiosity about your thoughts.

"I don't know, she's been like this for half an hour, she's started muttering to herself too."

They both looked at each other when you shrieked, running off upstairs, leaving the two men confused, you knocked happily on Risotto's door, receiving a muffled "come in" from inside, you thought he was alone but Ghiaccio and Illuso were with him, how did he let you in you assumed that either they had just finished or it wasn't something too important, anyway you walked in confidently under the watchful eyes of the three.

"Risotto, I need approval, since you are the voice of reason."

Ghiaccio seemed to scoff at that under his breath, receiving a sidelong glance from the older man that silenced him, Illuso smiled amused to see what you wanted now, he had noticed that Risotto reacted more gently around you, allowing you small, unimportant whims, he found it entertaining to watch how stupid ideas were formulated in your little head. You ramble on for several minutes about the house, how trashed it was and how ugly it looked, coming up with a list of things that could help improve the atmosphere, the aesthetics, giving details about the advantages of having a better decorated house.

"That's all bullshit! We're a bunch of murderers, not interior designers! Have you seen the house you actually live in!? There's spider webs in the corners, dirt stuck in, and a rat problem in the basement! Stupid plants won't fix any of that! It doesn't make sense!"

Accustomed to the blue's anger, you nodded in agreement, fiddling with your fingers between the papers you had, with a bubbling sensation in your chest, which swelled with courage, you hit your torso with your index finger.

"I'll take care of all those problems, but please, please...! Just a couple of plants, some paintings... there's no need to buy them, I can always steal them."

Ghiaccio let out another murmur of disagreement, he bit his lip trying to contain the explosion of emotions, but of course, he didn't succeed, Illuso smiled sarcastically at this, wanting to add fuel to the fire just for fun, you blinked at the scene, with discomfort pecking at the back of your neck, looking back Risotto seemed to want to disappear in that instant, you approached him as silently as you could, suddenly grabbing his hands, you squeezed them, bringing them together, using your other ability: puppy eyes.

He sighed inaudibly, trying to make the screams white noise in his ears, he avoided looking directly into your eyes, unfortunately you found out that your stoic boss had a bit of a weakness for cute things, so you used that to your advantage most of the time. He couldn't hold out much longer, he kicked the three of you out of his office, letting you do whatever you wanted with the supervision of an irritated Ghiaccio, since he had highlighted all the bad things about the house it would be better if he watched you do everything and checked that you did a good job.

You took it upon yourself to kick around the city in search of good cleaning equipment, you spent the whole afternoon going back and forth, searching on internet forums for better products and methods to get rid of the persistent dirt, you balanced the shopping bags in your hands, hurrying down the street because the sun started setting a while ago, the night was very beautiful, but a reminder that you didn't live in the best part of town kept you from enjoying it. When you reached the hideout the smell of food hit you hard, temporarily forgetting your main objective, your stomach demanding food after the intense shopping trip.

As you passed through the kitchen the smell of tobacco made you wrinkle your nose, but you continued on, making a vague gesture as a way of greeting Prosciutto who was wearing a pink apron to protect his suit, he only glanced sideways as he continued to stir the ladle in the pot, you dedicated yourself to setting the table without him saying anything to you, he emitted a low hum as he watched you work, he liked that you did these little things on your own since if it were anyone else he would have to shout orders for someone to move their ass to set the table. The others began to arrive little by little, although they didn't stay for long, the truth is that you had only seen them have dinner together the first time you met them, it was obviously to meet the new member, in reality most of them preferred to eat on their own in another more private place, so you only met the two brothers with Melone, sometimes Formaggio and Ghiaccio also came down to have dinner in the living room, but it was something rare, Illuso and Risotto preferred to eat quietly in their rooms always.

The next day you woke up early in the morning, with an enthusiasm that was not typical of you, your mornings used to be slow, you hated getting up early when the bed seemed to embrace you in your deepest dreams, you were always the last to get up, and yet you went back to sleep more after a good meal, Melone told you that it was not good for your body to rest more hours than necessary but you didn't pay too much attention to him. Speaking of him, you knocked on his door hoping he was awake, so it was when the door creaked revealing a newly woken up Melone.

"What are you doing up so early? Is it the day of the opposite?"

"Oh come on…" you snort, crossing your arms, you quickly denied his words, smiling slightly "I remember you said you had an old music player, can you lend it to me?"

"What do I get in return?"

A dead and lifeless look spread across your face as if you had been told the worst joke in the world, as if all your enthusiasm had been extinguished, almost imitating the boring and monotonous voice of your boss, you answered.

"Is my love and affection not enough for you?"

A giggle escaped Melone's lips, he combed his tangled hair, his index finger tapped his chin a couple of times, with an expression of concentration, he snapped his fingers as if he had had the most brilliant idea.

"You can give me a sample of your blood in exchange…" before he looked back you had bitten your finger enough for your teeth to tear the skin a little, causing a couple of drops to slip off your finger "gee that was fast, I was going to lend you the radio cassette anyway but thanks for the blood sample."

Melone would mess with you sometimes, he would make some jokes that you didn't understand since it was a little weird, you interpreted it as if he was really talking and it wasn't a little joke, you didn't mind honestly, he just told you to do some simple things for him that weren't any bother to you, although most of the time he didn't mean it seriously, you liked to be accommodating so you accepted most of the favors even if you didn't get anything in return.

Once you got the item you didn't waste a second, going back to your room to change clothes, grabbing the cleaning supplies, you went downstairs with quick steps, staggering a little due to the amount of stuff you were carrying, you almost stepped on the tail of the poor Formaggio cat, who looked at you as if you had grown another head as you passed through the living room.

"What the hell are you wearing?"

"Isn't it obvious?" You waved your arms, trying to gesture to point at yourself, although the load prevented you from doing so, you sighed when you saw the perplexity in his gaze. "A special suit for cleaning, Ghiaccio told me that I should start with the worst, the rats in the basement."

Formaggio blinked, you were wearing a bandana over your head to cover your hair from the dust and dirt, a face mask, some goggles that looked like they were for diving, a worn and torn t-shirt and pants, yellow gloves that looked like they were a couple sizes too big, they reached almost to your elbows, plus you were carrying a bucket to fill with water, a brush, a dustpan, a mop, and a cage that could fit at least a medium sized dog along with what looked like chunks of cheese. He didn’t question anything, it was too early in the morning to ask any more questions so he just nodded, letting you do whatever you planned.

As you moved all the materials around, organizing the things you would use first, Pesci and Illuso came down to the living room to start the day, they asked some questions about what you were doing, but since you were focused on pouring chemicals into the bucket of water, you only offered them a vague answer, you didn't want to make a mess, after all yesterday you bothered Ghiaccio at night to give you a lecture about what chemicals to use for each thing and most importantly, not to mix them. You opened the door slowly, almost coming off its hinges, the basement was plunged into pure darkness, half of your body entered the room, adjusting to the darkness, some rather splintered stairs went down to the bottom where you could barely see a bunch of boxes and shelves with random objects, the smell of humidity was much stronger than elsewhere in the house, you couldn't do anything about the mold stuck to the walls but at least you could with the debris, you felt the wall looking for the light switch, you heard the click but the light never came.

"Oh yeah, the switch doesn't work, but if you go downstairs, the lamp has a cord that does work."

Pesci was the one who warned you, noticing how you hadn’t moved forward, you thanked him, offering a thumb up, carefully you slowly walked down the steps, sliding your hand along the wall because there was no railing on the other side, the wood squeaked with each step you took, warning that it was suffering with each step you took, in fact, a particularly loud ‘crack’ made you scream, your leg sank into a broken step, scraping your leg even over your clothes, your body swayed down, the good part was that your leg came out of the hole, the bad part was that you rolled what was left to the ground, luckily it wasn’t much more than five steps, even so you scraped your hands, knees and face lightly, you ignored the sting, having as a priority to turn on the damn light, you swore you heard someone shout something, but you didn’t hear it well, you knew it was just an argument between the others.

While upstairs a moment before your slip, Illuso watched as your entire body disappeared into the darkness of the basement, they didn't even go in there, sometimes they just threw things they didn't need anymore, like a trash can, it stank and the stairs would break at any moment, it was a place in the house that everyone avoided, in that line of thought, he looked at his two present companions, noticing how Prosciutto went down to go to the kitchen, he muttered.

"Hey, has anyone told her that there's a loose step?"

At that moment your scream was heard, everyone looked at each other for a brief moment, Pesci fiddled with his fingers nervously, Prosciutto massaged his temples, Formaggio grimaced at the sound, it seemed as if you had crashed into the floor, which, happened just as he imagined.

"Are you okay down there!?"

He asked without getting up from the couch, he wouldn’t dare now that his cat had taken up position on his lap and seemed tamer with him allowing him to pet her, everyone shrugged at the lack of response because they heard noises downstairs, assuming that if you hadn’t screamed for help you would be fine anyway. You let out a couple of curses due to the slight pain but got over it once you started working, taking down the necessary things ─being careful not to step on the broken stair step─ the light music humming from the player Melone had left you lightened the work somewhat, you accumulated bags of debris, threw away useless things, stacked at least five bags full of trash, but that was just general cleaning, it was just when you were scraping the dirt off one of the walls, there was a hole in it, from inside you heard small noises, footsteps, squeaks… until small eyes peeked through the gap, a rat of a considerable size growled at you.

"So this is where they come from…" you looked down, noticing how there were a couple more holes, at ground level where more of those small animals seemed to be hiding "well, I'm sorry to have to evict you, but it's necessary."

You grabbed the metal grate box, set it against the wall right where the ground-level holes ended, for the one on top you used a piece of wood that was lying around, you used it to push through the hole a little and seal it somehow, with all the trash, rotten wood and broken pieces of cement you managed to seal it up, you caged a few rats in the cage that tried to escape, you continued with the whole process until there were no more holes for them to get out through, feeling a little bad for the caged rats you gave them a piece of cheese, and went back up to let them loose on the street, a little further from your base. A few hours later the basement looked much better, the stacked boxes were put back together so they took up less space, you arranged the shelves so the place looked bigger, the musty smell still lingered in the room but thanks to the cleaning products it was much less bothersome, you tried to fix the light switch by reading some forums about electricity but you only ended up with some punctures in your hands because the electricity pricked the tips of your fingers, at least you fixed the broken step, you just put a board over it with some nails you found lying around, but it was better than nothing.

What was once a useless room, full of trash, was now a much larger and tidier space. You wiped the sweat from your forehead, shaking your clothes of excess dust, a wide smile decorated your face as you saw your progress. A house in good condition always led to better performance and more positive emotions, even though it was the hideout of a handful of assassins, they need a good work environment to perform well on missions, at least that's what you thought. You decided you were done for today, you had spent the whole morning in the basement, you just wanted to lie down, without having to do anything else for the rest of the day, your back hurt, your legs, your arms, your wounds from before stung. Yes, you deserved to eat and rest.

"Ah! It seems much less gloomy than before, we could even give it a new use."

Pesci carefully went down the stairs, he had been impatient since he heard the knock against the wooden boards, although he knew you were fine he was worried that something worse had happened to you, like if a rat had bitten you or something, he was glad to see that you were fine and that the whole basement mess was now even habitable.

"Heh, I know! We can put some armchairs here, a small table… oh! a few plants and an air freshener to end the bad smell, a lava lamp…"

You murmur imagining a completely new room, as the man had said, you could give it a new use now that it was in better condition, Pesci helped you bring up all the products, contributing small ideas for the place, also a little excited by your joy, the chat continued during the meal, Melone joined in, also infected by the excitement of having something else to do apart from looking for information about people on his computer or just lying in bed waiting for some mission.

Like a dog seeking approval after having done the smallest thing, you found yourself invading Ghiaccio's private space, his room was much colder than the others, but you didn't care about that or the man's screams to enter even when he told you not to, you were too proud of your work for his screams to matter to you.

"You still don't know what personal space is!? Stop dragging me! I told you that when I have time I will look at it, I'm busy!"

Turning a deaf ear, you continued to drag him down the stairs, Ghiaccio had tried to freeze your hand, but it only made your grip tighter, as if the cold had no effect on you, your determination at that moment seemed much stronger than his stand, as well as your strength, you seemed like a baby who grabs something and is stupidly hard to let go, even if it is a damn baby with no strength, why was your grip so strong? Ghiaccio was going to go gray with you as companions faster than he thought, he had to bite his lip, with no other option than to let himself be dragged to the basement against his will, for your own good you decided to ignore all the negative energy radiating from the blue's body or you will sink into misery like him.

"Ta-dah! Did I do a good job? Pfft- who am I kidding? I know I did a good job."

You looked nervously at Ghiaccio's face, you slowly let go of his hand, waiting for an answer, his frown seemed to soften as did the lingering sneer on his lips as he scanned the room, he crossed his arms inspecting every corner, he gave up after a minute, his usual frown decorating his features again, he turned around so he wouldn't have to face your stupid smile, if you could compete against the sun, you could win on a cloudy day.

"Yeah, good job, but there's still dirt in other areas of the house."

His tone wasn't all that hostile, though it had a hint of superiority and indifference to your actions, it served you well, you silently celebrated the man's approval, who rolled his eyes as he glanced at you out of the corner of his eye, without wasting any time he returned to the comfort of his room, now you were done for the day, even though it was only early in the afternoon, you wanted to waste your time doing nothing useful.

"Are you joining us (y/n)? We're just about to start another round."

"Nah I think  I'll skip playing, but I'm staying a while for that cutie."

Formaggio patted a free spot next to him on the couch with a smile, you carelessly threw yourself at his side, kicking Illuso who was on the other side, you murmured an apology, placing your body in a better position to steal the cat that was on her owner's lap, without complaints she let herself be pampered by you while the poker game between the boys began.

"Illuso stop cheating! We're betting money here, stop being an idiot."

The tanned man smiled shamelessly at Melone, who had been having bad luck, losing time after time, no matter how much he complained, he had no evidence to prove that he was cheating, which broke out into a small argument between everyone, Pesci shifted nervously in his seat, noticing how your face scrunched up and you babbled nonsense between light snores.

"Guys, can you keep it down? (y/n) has fallen asleep."

The complaints slowly faded away with light snorts and angry whispers, making Pesci sigh in relief, the game resumed with intense observation so that Illuso didn't cheat anymore.

BONUS!

The soft tapping of fingers against Ghiaccio's computer keyboard along with small taps of his right leg in a constant rhythm was the only thing that could be heard late at night, he was grading information, sorting folders and people on missions, his brow remained furrowed and his eyes stung from staring at the screen for so long, but he wanted to finish and not leave work for tomorrow. The sudden sensation of hot air hit his body, spinning deathly slow, his head seemed to do a 160º turn, biting his lip to keep from screaming in the middle of the night, who, of all the idiots would dare to enter his room without permission, without knocking?

"Ghiaccio… why can't ammonia be mixed with bleach?"

Of course it had to be you, with an unreadable expression, as dumb as ever, he put aside his bad mood when he heard you ask the stupidest question ever, his face contorted in horror.

"Tell me, for the love of god, you didn't mix the two chemicals?!"

"Umh no, no, I read that it could be harmful, I just wanted to know why and since you are the most intelligent person I know…"

A slight touch of pride made the man's expression soften slightly, with an almost imperceptible smile, although completely annoyed by the interruption of his work, he gave you a little chemistry lesson.

[wheredidalltheusersgo]

Carry friend like wooden plank

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

Hello!!

I'm a bit new to the asking game, but I have a headcanon request! What if the Stardust Crusaders met the daughter of DIO, who had a bright and extremely sweet personality with a stand who has techomagic abilities (able to create advance technology, extended knowledge in technology). I apologize if this doesn't make sense! This would be platonic btw!

— 🧠 Anon!

I think I have a grasp of what to write for this ask finally. Darling is still a child of DIO it’s just that makes my title even wordier than it already is. Decided to do one character per bullet point btw

Platonic! Yandere! Stardust Crusaders w/ a technomagic stand darling.

You’re likely a huge help on the technological/engineering side of things for the crusaders. If you met them right at the start of trying to find DIO. Your first observation is probably akin of “Mr. Joestar you know you probably don’t need to break that expensive camera to use your stand right?”. Before long you have it repaired and ready to go, Joseph is wildly impressed and is quickly endeared to you. There is at least also one instance of him asking about fiddling around with a vending machine (for science of course), to maybe get something a little extra.

Avdol can see the trouble coming with you and Mr. Joestar a mile a way. Your eagerness towards technology is commendable and a little worrying if you get too caught up. Which is pretty often, and Joseph tends to be an enabler when it comes to anything he finds cool. He personally loves it himself but does his best to be your guide. He’s the one to most likely sit next to you in whatever transportation you’re in, it’s almost stifling but you barely notice most likely as you keep yourself entertained. There is quite a few times he does let you “loose” to do your thing, just because he enjoys your company so much.

Kakyoin is a bit more reserved in his reactions, the biggest thing that lures him to you is how well you utilize your stand in much of the technology you all run into. If you happen to bring up games out of boredom, his interest is piqued as you likely explain how you fixed a perfectly good console that was thrown in the trash. You tell him some people just don’t understand there’s things worth saving and there’s usually a fix that perfectly restores it. His feelings deepen when you tell him you believe him with the Death 13 fight. His hands are almost shaking, (In this scenario he is very likely to become a romantic yandere pretty quickly)

Polnareff bounces off your personality pretty easily, likes asking you a ton of questions and you manage to answer just about every one of them. He’d just wish you would relax a little bit and enjoy the smallest bit of relaxation (as you can when getting constantly chased by enemy stand users). So he usually nudges you with some kind of treat or even just doing something casually where it doesn’t seem that your brain is running on full power constantly. There’s a dozen times he’s even carrying you up the stairs, you deserve it. You saved his skin so he certainly has to return the favor. (This Frenchman would also be likely to end up a romantic yandere)

Jotaro is one who comes in when things go a little too far, especially if gramps or Polnareff are going what he considers over board, so if he wants to be around you he will find a way to do so. Not that he doesn’t occasionally indulge your tinkering with a little thunk to something with either his strength or Star Platinum’s. He definitely tells you to go to bed when you’re up too late for his liking while on the trip. Don’t ask why or how he got in your room, or even ponder if he was outside of your door guarding you. He can handle himself even if he is a bit hypocritical with some advice. Speaking of he is quick to tell you to lower your use of your stand, keeping it hidden so no potential danger catches everyone off guard. Especially when you’ve helped him out with Wheel of Fortune and Strength. He does let some of his eccentricities out with you and the others when it feels reasonable. But he’s still keeping one eye open at all times when he can.

If anyone’s wondering if there’s any worry about you being the daughter of DIO, I’d like to think Avdol was the one to keep an eye on you for trustworthiness before anything happened. (Even if none of them knew you were his daughter).

[c00kietin]

Doodles of my fave Jojo featuring his bro <3

I doubt anyone would repost this, but please don't repost. have a nice day/evening :D

here's the original pic for princess fairy josuke!!

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

Platonic Yandere Johnny Joestar Vs Platonic Yandere Funny Valentine over Johnny's long lost little sister reader who ran away from.home after Johnny got kicked out and got into an accident and lost her memories and got adopted by the Valentines.

Hi there, it's been awhile! Glad to see you!

Tried writing amnesia in a more realistic way. So she does remember most of her past.

Familial Yandere brother Johnny and Yandere adopted Father Funny Valentine

When Johnny ran left he knew it'd hurt his little sister, but he considered that it was the best for her. Without him she'd have no reason to worry.

When he saw her chasing after him he assumed she would go back home once she'd tired herself. He was wrong.

She didn't go back. She kept looking until she sustained a head injury and fell unconscious. Luckily she was in the sight of a coachman who pulled aside and informed the passengers, Mr and Mrs Valentine who quickly brought her in the carriage and had her wrapped in a blanket before changing course to the nearest hospital.

When she comes to they ask her questions. She's able to give a name and vaguely explain that she left home, cannot remember the reason but is firm she can't go back. Doctors say that her head injury has resulted in amnesia.

They leave to talk with one another. It's deeply troubling that a child is in such a situation and don't want to return her incase the caretakers involved are the reason for her running away. That's when Scarlet suggests they take her in, they've been trying for a child for ages and this seems like fate that they found her. Funny agrees and they talk with the doctor to understand the condition more before going back and explaining that they'll take her in.

Due to her condition she has to bring around a notepad with her to help her keep up with what's happening. Now being in high society she struggles to remember certain details or is seen looking back at her note book which some see as rude during events but Funny is quickly able to deescalate the situation.

Scarlet is always pampering her with nice clothes and jewelry as well as doing her and make up before events.

Funny is goes out of his way to help her study or takes her on outing when there is time to spare. During election season he makes a promise to make up time when he can with an activity of her choice.

As a teen he's very worried about her. Barely trusted strangers around her to begin with but now it's worse. At soirees hes alway got an eye on her. Making sure that hes within earshot of her. Making sure no one will try to take advantage of her. Sometimes getting in the way of potential dance partners.

So she decides to claim his promise to watch the steel ball run with him as she tells him that her two older brothers used to ride horses. He agrees, even if she'll need to be seperated.

During the race she hears of a paraplegic contestant and former jockey Jokid. She's drawn in by such determination, unaware of him being her brother.

But eventually she's able to see him at one of the stops. Even greeting him, inspired by his will, he also seems oddly familiar to her. He asks her name and she tells him it's (Y/n). He's shocked realizing that it's his sister but before he can say anything she's called away by a guard by her new last name. This sends him spiraling. Gyro is able get his attention back as to not cause a scene, knowing that something is off with Johnny.

Gyro tried to get Johnny to fess up to what's going on but he refuses. Bottling it up. Mentally he's beating himself up. What happened to her? why the hell was she associated with Valentine now?! He blamed himself, even wondering if this was some kind of sick plan he had up his sleeve or just some twisted joke fate had bestowed him.

All he knows is that he's going to kill that bastard. Especially if he's done anything to her.