#yandere guido mista x reader

[princelylove]

Good day your Highness,

I come forward to humbly ask for your opinion on what would happen if each of bruno’s gang members found out their respective darling were cheating in them. (also *what* kind of cheating would hurt them the most, physical/emotional) I’m betting that that one darling isn’t going home with their whole body intact *cough* *cough* narancias

Hope you have a wonderful weekend *it’s friday when am writing this*

Hii, peon. Sure.

You're suicidal, huh. That's a shame. I'm going to exclude Giorno and Trish in this, since Bruno's group is already five whole people and I'm too detailed for my own good.

Leone already has a jealousy problem, proving he has every right to be insecure and doubtful is... not good. He hates himself so much that, somehow, it's not your fault. He'll do better. Please don't leave him. He goes through a depression period before he really reacts- yeah, of course you would cheat on him, he's the worst, he deserves it, sure. It really hits him like a truck after a week or so of pretending it's all in his head and not happening.

He spirals either way, it doesn't matter if you actually had sex or if you were just flirting with other people. What's wrong with him that you sought someone else out? Why isn't he good enough?? How could you do this to him??? It's a great way to get him to actually argue with you, normally Leone just backs down and takes whatever you've got to give. Yell at him, call him names, it kind of does something for him, honestly he just wants the disagreement to be over and will do anything to essentially 'yes' you to death- but cheating on him and expecting him to just take it? Fuck you.

Have you ever heard a grown man yell before? They get pretty loud. And deeply personal. Usually he isn't one for personal insults in an argument- usually. He's still in love with you, but he's hurt.

And he'll come back to you, because he's too obsessed to let go. He's just clingier. And more attentive. That's how you keep your partner, right? Forgive him for whatever he did. Please.

Guido kills himself on the spot is pretty hurt. He takes physical cheating the most personal. He's the type of guy to not care if his darling already has someone else, hey, he can play support, but if his darling chose him first and then went out of their way to seek someone else.... he's sad. Truly, he's just sad.

I mean, come on. He may not be the most handsome guy out there, but he's pretty well endowed. Are you just greedy? He understands if he's not giving you enough attention, but he's got a moderate libido, you could've just told him you wanted it more often.

His eye kinda twitches when he finds out. You've never seen Guido not smile- something in his brain only lets him wear two or three expressions near you- but it's slowly dropping. It's not a frown, it's not disgust, it's nothing. Gears are turning in his head, and honestly, he's not liking where it's going. He feels like he's not enough even with plenty of reassurance- hey, we all have our insecurities- but this? He's pretty hurt. Guess you weren't his dream partner after all.

It's kind of different if he catches you. He's always going to think that you're being assaulted before he thinks you're willingly touching someone else. Guido rushes to your aid- he's quick to beat your assaulter- but if you defend them, try to get him off of them... well, Guido's always had impulse control issues, and he's already got the gun in his hand.

Oops.

Pannacotta tries to wrap his head around it. He doesn't snap on the spot, it's actually quite frightening how not-personal he takes it- he just has a few questions. With who? When? How many times? Was it personal, did you have a relationship?

It's so he can spiral over it later, but accurately. He just can't get it out of his head- he can understand physically cheating on him, maybe he wasn't to your tastes, yet- people, especially women, seek the mates they think suit them the best- but he's supposed to be good with words. He's well spoken. He understands your needs, emotionally and otherwise. And it still wasn't good enough? You're impossible.

Pannacotta prefers a challenge with his darling. He likes someone that he can break in. Maybe he just didn't get there with you yet? His operant conditioning has been going well- what did he do wrong to make you do something like this? God, you're such a brat. A spoiled brat. (His fault.) He's been too easy on you, you're clearly a dick hungry whore that can't help themself. Maybe he should just condition you to seek him out for those things? He wasn't going to, yet, but it might be appropriate if you're so... needy.

He won't leave you for it. No, no, the opposite. It only encourages his delusions that you need him- you're just sleeping with anyone, aren't you? Or you're stupid enough to believe someone other than him loves you the way you need it most. Siiiigh.

He's not mad, he's just disappointed. He'll handle his own feelings when he's alone. In a room with no fragile objects.

Bruno stares blankly at you while you admit it. He's not blinking. He does, eventually, but it feels like forever until he does.

Honestly, you should've expected him to slap you. He'd usually prefer to lightly tap your wrist- but a nice, clean, open-palm slap is your reward for confessing.

He'll get you an ice pack later.

You shouldn't be relying on anyone else emotionally. He's your man, isn't he? There's nothing that he can't take care of, that's why he's your husband. Infidelity is a sin, you know. Not that he's particularly religious- Guido is more so the person you should ask about those sorts of things- but he's not too keen on it. It'd be cause for divorce if he wasn't so forgiving.

You'll have to earn his trust back, the old fashioned way. Stay at home. Take care of your children, that you got from him. Don't answer the phone when it rings, don't do anything he didn't tell you to do. Start greeting him when he comes home.

If you're well behaved, he'll genuinely forgive it. If not, well. Stressing out that man is the most obvious form of self harm I've ever seen.

Narancia isn't the one to do this to. At least the others have some sort of survival rate- Narancia thinks the ultimate betrayal is seeing another man. Or woman. Or person. You get his point.

You shouldn't need anybody other than him- he's your provider. Duhhh. What's your fucking problem??? There's nothing wrong with him.

The second Narancia finds out, he snaps. He's bent on making you hurt like you've hurt him. He's always been an eye for an eye kind of person- but he doesn't have any interest in cheating on you. He'll just stab you until he feels better, until it's allll out of his system.

The chase is pretty fun. It's always been pretty fun- but instead of playing tag to get you ready for bed and all tuckered out, it's Narancia actually running at full speed and jumping over whatever furniture you throw in his way.

You always thought that small pocket knife Narancia carries would be the death of you- and it will be. Nothing is safe or sacred- your chest, your throat, your face, your abdomen, your thighs, absolutely nothing will be salvageable once Narancia stops.

He just sits there, huffing and puffing while straddling your corpse. Taking in the sight.

Then he cries. A lot. Why did you have to make him do that????

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

Hello, I did not want to disturb but I wanted to know how the stands of Bucci-Gang + Trish and Diavolo would behave in front of their beloved?Since they are manifestations of his soul, they would also show his Yandere side, sorry if it is a lot of work and I love how you write

*just so everyone knows I keep a lot of asks and hope to eventually write them later if I really like the concept…even if it may literally take an eternity to get to them*

So since this is Yandere focused I’m going to lean on that, but you’ll get to see the expressions of obsession as I write.

Yandere Bucciarati Group + Diavolo and Trish’s stands reacting to their darling

Bruno Bucciarati

Generally speaking Sticky Fingers particularly seems to “stand guard” around you. It’s fingers sometimes float across your skin, gentle touching. But at a moments notice is quick to use its ability if Bruno even suspects you trying to escape or pull something. There are times where you feel it grab your arm and drag you closer to its master.

Leone Abbacchio

Since his stand doesn’t really have offensive capabilities, it tends to like also hanging around you. Though if Abbacchio really insists on you not leaving his side, Moody Blues will do its best to keep you still. If he decides to use his ability depending on where you’re at, it does it relatively quickly and quick to pause with precision if it’s something like seeing your face sleeping at night. Simply watching you seems to be one of its favorite things to engage in.

Guido Mista

The Sex Pistols pretty much adore you, even the troublemaking number stops being a nuisance when you’re around. If you can see them, they insist on you feeding them when mealtime comes around. They may slightly pester Mista saying you’re better at doing so simply for holding food a certain angle. He enjoys this as much as the pistols do, and even if you can’t see them and feed them they still generally cheer when you’re around. if anyone outside the gang and Mista himself, they’ll end up reacting somewhat hostile. Snide or sarcastic remarks if someone tries to romance you.

They’ll also pester Mista if he hasn’t seen you in a few days due to a job or something he had to take care of on his own.

Narancia Ghirga

Aerosmith’s flight patterns seemingly change course a bit when you’re around Narancia. Out of protective instinct, it seems to fire it’s bullets/weapons more aggressive if you’re in any sort of immediate danger. Or if Narancia is tracking, Aerosmith seems to get a quick reading on you, fast. For some reason if the stand was used casually, the way it would fly around would be akin to something at an air show. Presenting the way Narancia may be excited to be with you.

Pannacotta Fugo

Purple Haze is interestingly affected by Fugo’s obsession for you. It stops obsessing over its arms, drooling minimizing to almost nothing. It’s aggression in battle nearly quadruples, out of getting rid of anything that Fugo considers a threat. So there’s times things may or may not get out of control or on the other end of the spectrum killing something with almost unusual precision . But it settles once knowing you’re safe, this may or may not exhaust Fugo occasionally. Under the surface Purple Haze would be pleased if you came to check on Fugo out of concern.

Giorno Giovanna

Gold Experience and Giorno are pretty much in sync almost constantly. It generally likes to express certain flowers that evidently have deep romantic meanings as a gift. It’ll daze you in a heartbeat if you try to sneak off somewhere, giving way to its stand master taking care of you for a few hours. Generally it seems to enjoy kissing your hand, and occasionally turning an object into a small animal for you. It doesn’t hesitate to turn something that you own into an animal to track down either if it means being in your presence again.

Aromatherapy is another thing it seems to do with plants, especially after Giorno figures out what your likes, dislikes, (and potential allergies) are.

Requiem is basically game over for any escape attempts with a stand, and even if you’re hesitant takes some effort to try and comfort you. Caresses and touches that would be comforting in a normal context that’s not having you run in terror from a mafioso.

Diavolo

Due to his violent tendencies and tactics, King Crimson is intense in presenting Diavolo’s dark desires. It’s touches are tight and unbelievably strong, that it tends to leave bruises on your body. Erasing time is smooth and precise, inducing confusion from trying to escape Diavolo. The stand is of course as impulsive as it’s stand master, your legs are broken or are knocked out as quick as your thoughts to wander.

Trish Una

Spice Girl has some impulsive traits that King Crimson does, as much as Trish probably doesn’t want to admit it. This stands intensity shines through sitting on your lap, arms around your neck. Not caring in the slightest if you can see it or not. It gives faint phantom kisses on your cheeks, and certainly uses its abilities to keep you in place no matter the area. It tends to also enjoy having you match Trish someway, even the smallest accessory it enjoys seeing Trish put on you to coordinate. Like you and her were meant to be.

[a-998h]

Could I request one about Golden Wind (All live) that Male!Silly!Reader for some reason (script for fun) has Diavolo's stand?

Reader using KC to get candy from display cases or just skip classes he found boring

Reader: Oh, what a wonderful day with this obsessive spirit!

*Giorno and the gang watching the 10 seconds pass out of nowhere* He's is alive!?

Reader is the complete opposite of Diavolo in appearance and personality, being someone extroverted, who loves to talk about his own life and being a loving person that everyone wants to be around but having the most discreet appearance possible

Reader hears telephones sounds but he never answers. He loves nature or anything cute, often making KC "borrow" plushs from stores to put in his room

Bonus if Reader, when he sleeps, ends up dreaming about Diavolo cursing him for using "their" stand in such a childish way. For Reader Diavolo is just another obsessive spirit that this time appears when he sleeps. (This bonus part is additional ^-^ don't feel pressured to do the whole request. I'm glad to hear you're improving)

(Sorry if any part is confusing, English is not my native language 😓)

TW: MENTIONS OF ALCOHOLISM, AND 100% PLATONIC YANDERE DOPPIO AND DIAVOLO!

Before Giorno, but after Trish Doppio was walking the streets of Italy. Doppio walked past one of Passione's clubs. He passed by, but heard someone crying. Looking over, he saw you dragging your parent home. The bleeding heart he was, he felt so bad for you.

Everytime Doppio talked or saw you, your similar determination to Diavolo was clear. Diavolo, looking through Doppio's eyes, saw you as a good kid. Things would go your way as you now had two new mafia dad's. You never knew about them or that they were there.

You got older and Diavolo trusted you in the care of Team Bucciarati, until they decided to betray him. When Team Bucciarati stood against him, he made plans to get you back from the traitors. Sending Unità Speciale, he brought you to what he thought of as your rightful home. Doppio was your main caretaker, keeping you happy.

Team Bucciarati promised to find you, thinking that you were in danger. Diavolo didn't care, he would kill them and you would be his forever.

This failed, and the fused pair were killed. Not willing to let his kingdom go, Diavolo and Doppio only had one shot to stay with you and give Passione a chance are rebirth. Golden Arrow pendant in hand, Diavolo's final action is putting King Crimson into it, leaving a piece of him with you.

Now, you don't know this. You're just happy with your new family, your "obsessive spirit" friend, and the man who visits your dreams.

The others started noticing strange things happening around you. It start with that Saturday Trish took you to the mall with her.

It was a normal shopping trip for the two of you. Soon, you saw a small candy you loved. But you didn't have enough for it. Trish saw you out of the corner of her eye an then... 10 seconds were gone.

Similar events happened with the others, they were scared and on edge.

Giorno used security because he thought, maybe, just maybe, Diavolo survived. They knew about his obsession with you, so they got scared Diavolo would come back to steal you back. This paranoia made them even more protective of you, but you somehow remained oblivious to the whole situation.

Though, sometimes at night a man with pink and green poka dot hair would say stuff like, "Candy, Candy?! You wasted power on something so childish!" Or "You'll be ruler of Passione, if you use King Crimson the right way!"

While the living family of yours loves your silliness, it drives Diavolo mad. To Diavolo, you're supposed to be using King Crimson to bring back the kingdom of Passione but instead you waste that power of "frivolous" things, like candy and stuffed animals.

[depravitymoon]

Yandere Sex Pistols (and Mista) x Y/N Headcanons

((A/N: I read that the pic below is official art. If it's not, please let me know the original creator so I can credit them.))

So! I have a theory that each sex pistol represents Mista's personality, because I have noticed that 1, 3, and 5 act in ways Mista does. 1 is a fearless fight, 3 is an asshole, and 5 is a crybaby, all traits Mista has shown. Hence, what if darling’s a stand user and the Sex Pistols represent different aspects of Yandere Mista? How would they interact with you?

1 - The most assertive of the 6 and sees himself as the leader. He acts the most like (normal) Mista. You like talking to him the most because he acts like a normal person without being a person.

2 - Making very inappriopate comments about you and insisting it's a compliment. Very obsessed with you, especially your body. He tells you what's in fashion magazines for you to wear and is unashamed when he suggests under garments.

3 - A massive piece of shit. The type to say he's 'playing around' when he says/does something awful like talk shit about your loved ones. He will attempt to sabotage things to manipulate you into only caring for Mista (and him, of course). 

5 - The cutest and sweetest. He's your favorite, but you can't say that. He's the most normal and the most worried about you being a victim of Mista’s insanity. Unlike the others, he's actually concerned when you cry instead of just manipulating you.

6 - The soft yandere. Very protective of you and first one to suggest murdering people who piss you off. Hopefully you take him seriously and calm him down, because he will suggest this to Mista. 

7 - The one who has shower thoughts. He will definitely ask about human flesh. You will never be bored with this one, because he'll make you wonder if Mista's on drugs.

[cybercore-creations]

Guido Mista as a yandere

Cw: Murder, Toxic relationships, broken bones, gun violence

He's obsessively loyal Mista's loyalty to his friends is already a prominent trait. As a yandere, this loyalty becomes an obsessive desire to protect and be with his darling.

With his loyalty, he would go to extreme lengths to ensure the safety and happiness of his darling, which usually results in violence towards any threat or in his case... precieved threat.

He's extremely possessive, and it results in wanting to be the sole focus of his Darling's attention, becoming jealous or insecure when others are around.

Similar to traditional yandere characters, Mista has a public and private personality, appearing friendly and charming on the surface but revealing a darker, more possessive side when it comes to his loved one's affection.

He is willing to hurt his darling. He doesn't want to. He really doesn't because he loves them! But they need to see that it's dangerous out there, and a bullet might be in store for their knee caps if they keep trying to leave.

He does let them go out. He knows how important it is to be social, but they always have to be accompanied by him and/or the bullets

[la-principessa-della-squadra]

Serial Killer!Ghiaccio X Fem!reader (Part 1/?)

TW: NSFW content, Yandere, sexual harassment, kidnapping, violence, blood, gore

PLEASE NOTE: The reader of this story is not going to have much control on her surroundings.

SUMMARY: Fem!reader is invited to a laurea (graduation party) and finds Formaggio, Illuso and finally Ghiaccio. After a flashback explaining how fem!reader and Ghiaccio met, She decides to head to her dormitory with him. That was a poor choice.

Il Santo Bevitore bar,  00:31

“DOTTOOOOREEEEE…DOTTOOOOREEEEE!!!!”

October, Graduation month.

This was the third time you heard that chant.

“...Dottore nel buco del cul! VAFFANCUL!VAFFANCUL!”

The chanting was followed by the popping of a Prosecco bottle and a flying cork rolling at the feet of some random students, who probably weren’t even invited to the party.

However, that was never a problem from the start. After all, having gatecrashers at your graduation party is so common that it is now a tradition.

The foamy neck of the bottle, still steaming from its own coolness, slips into your plastic cup supported by Giorno’s quivering hands, who is once again in charge of pouring the alcohol for every single guest. From his rosy cheeks and shaky steps, it was clear that Giorno would not be able to keep himself upright much longer. 

“Grazie Gioà, sei sicuro di non dover vomitare?”

(Thanks Giorno, Are you sure you’re not feeling sick?)

You ask him sheepshly and with a slight note of worry, but before the blondie could answer you’re interrupted by a loud voice.

"UAGLIU!"

Your head quickly turns back. It’s Guido Mista, Giorno’s best friend.  He's also kinda drunk...Guido doesn't waste no time and after catching a big breath he starts shouting at the top of his lungs to give an additional toast.

“AIZ AIZ AIZ, ACAL ACAL ACAL, ACOOST ACCOST ACCOST, A SALUTA NOST!!!”

The rhythmic chant ignites a roaring wave of excitement throughout the bar, fueling Giorno's enthusiasm to the point where he eagerly presses his lips against the giant bottle. The poor guy started drinking since early in the afternoon, and the blame undoubtedly fell on Guido.

As a matter of fact, Guido kept filling up his friend’s glass with whatever alcoholic concoction was within arm's reach. Giorno had finished his graduation speech at 3:30 p.m. By 3:37 p.m. Guido had already made him chug half a bottle of shoddy Tavernello, all complemented by the bursting of confetti and colorful streamers.

Since you knew what a dangerous mix of cheap alcohol was broiling in Giorno’s stomach, you swiftly step back as an anonymous blonde boy decides to intervene by firmly confiscating the bottle of Prosecco. He looked a little concerned. However, you’re pretty sure you’ve seen him before, what was his name again?

“UEEEE PANNAAAA’ààà!!A’Pannacotta!! Ué fra, pcchè nu staj bvenn?"

(PANNACOTTA! Why aren’t you drinkin’, brah??)

You hear Guido shouting, while Giorno’s perfectly bowed laurel wreath had already fallen on his delicate, red face, messing up his golden locks. 

“Mannagg a miserij Guido, ma t'e sciumunut? se m mett a bev pur ij, aropp chi a guid a machin?! comm v port a cas? Nun me facc' ritirare la patente n'altra volta."

 (For fuck's sake Guido, have you gone nuts??If I start pounding drinks too, then who the hell's gonna get your ass home? I ain't letting those bastards revoke my damn license... again.)

Replies the friend in annoyance while adjusting the laurel wreath of a drunk and smiling Giorno.

“E ij che n sacc, stu bar è chin r ingegner autoveicolo, fatt costruì na mongolfiera. vann a naft no?”

(That sounds like a you problem, this bar is full of automotive engineers, ask them if they can build you an air baloon .They run on gasoline don't they?)

“Tu staj proprij a for.”

(You can’t be that stupid.)

At least Guido isn’t wrong, the bar is swarming with engineers looking for one thing and one thing only.

“...Aò, ma’ndò sta la figa??”

(...Yo, Where the bitches at?)

A strong smell of Menabrea invades your nostrils before an anonymous arm swiftly sorrounds your shoulders and traps your body against a men’s chest.

You quickly recognize the man’s voice.

“Formi…”

It’s Formaggio, your favourite drop-out engineer. 

A legend among your faculty for being the ultimate judge of the nightlife, Formaggio lags two years behind you. Throughout the entire semester of you two chilling together, you've taken an oath that you've never laid eyes on him cracking open a book or even getting close to one.

Formaggio's library visits are solely reserved for bugging his buddies, making quick pit stops at the restroom, exploiting his student discount on vending machine goodies, or diving into his favourite pursuit: charming the ladies.

Since it was common knowledge that Formaggio had a preference for freshmen, he very often did not hesitate to physically show you  his affection in front of other people.

“Zì. Questa festa è per i laureati in biologia, non scienze della formazione.”

(Dude. This party is for biology majors, not education majors).

That saccharine yet disinterested tone could only belong to Illuso. You don’t know much about him except that he lives with Formaggio somewhere in the centro storico and that he's majoring in architecture.

It is common knowledge that architects and engineers are natural enemies, like engineers and mathematicians, engineers and physicists, and engineers and other engineers…Damn engineers! They ruined STEM...

Despite all that, these two seem to get along perfectly.

“Mecojoni...”

(DAMN.)

While immersed in your own thoughts, your left check is refreshed by the condensation of Formaggio’s Menabrea as he tries to hold you closer to his chest. He drank too much, and therefore he’s getting even more touchy.

“Ti vedo accaldata chicca, ti prendo qualcosa da bere?Lulù perchè nun vai dall’oste e ce piji quarcosa? Tiè, prendite ‘no scudo e facce fa’ due gintonic.”

(I see you're sizzlin' up, babe. Need a drink to cool those flames? Lulu, hit up the bar, grab some stuff for us. Get a couple of gintons in the mix)

“Oh no no…sto apposto!”

(UH,Nah…I’m fine!)

Panicked, you encounter Illuso’s sight, who immediately gives you an almost disgusted look, as if it was your fault if his friend is drooling all over you. His eyes narrow above a tight and twist smile, and Formaggio gives him a flickering smile back.

"Facciamo che ci vai tu fino al bancone dato che stai preso bene."

( Why don't YOU go to the bar and get us something?)

"Sei propio da' a Lazio, Lulù."

(You're a fucking cunt, Lulu, you know that?)

“ Immaginavo di trovarti qui.”

(I knew you were here.)

Your body is shaken by a sudden shiver. At first glance, you connected that chill to the Menabrea freezing damp glass, but you soon catch on that the bottle is no longer grazing against your cheek.

It’s his voice that made you shiver.

It’s too familiar.

“Oh, Ghiaccio,ce stai anche tu.”

(Oh Ghiaccio, you’re here too.)

Formaggio turns his head behind his shoulders while still keeping his hands on you. His smile fades and his friendly tone vanishes, now resembling Illuso’s.

Regrettably, you know exactly the reason behind Formaggio’s sudden change. It’s no secret that Ghiaccio is an expert in ruining the mood with his bad attitude. In the past, Formaggio tried to warn you many times about Ghiaccio's sudden violent outbursts. 

You found it hard to believe since Formaggio never looked really concerned for his friend but rather preoccupied about his 'party pooper’ attitude.

According to him:

If sober, Ghiaccio would kill the buzz. 

When drunk, Ghiaccio would kill people. 

Even if you seriously doubted about the 'killing' part, everyone on the faculty thought that Ghiaccio was a bit of a weirdo. 

Not that engineers in general aren’t labeled as ‘weirdos’. However, Ghiaccio was giving all those signs of someone you shouldn't approach. After all: ‘ quale persona sana di mente si iscriverebbe a ingegneria, per di più a ingegneria chimica?’

Every time someone actually took the courage to come up to his desk and try to have a word with him, his responses were always dry and blunt. Hunched over his computer and with a MATLAB tab permanently open, not once had he raised his head to engage in conversation with his interlocutor. 

As a matter of fact, it was only his eyes that tried to move.

The gaze behind those thick glasses became suddenly glacial and sinister, accompanied by a tone so saccharine and dismissive that it would have put anyone off.

Ghiaccio sat stiff and still like a taxidermy animal, looking more dog than human.

Ghiaccio sat there, rigid and lifeless, more canine than human. In fact, he often stood as alone as a rabid dog.

Right now, his friends felt his gaze - that of a rabid dog.

“Qualche problema Maggio? Non hai qualche matricola da seviziare?”

(Any problems Maggio? Couldn’t find any freshman to harass?)

Ghiaccio’s sharp tongue brings you back to reality. The blue-haired boy appeared out of thin hair behind Illuso’s back, startling him. He stands there with his glasses slightly fogged up from the air humidity. His right hand clutches a plastic cup that filled with ice, just ice. Weird.

“Cristo Ghiaccio mi hai quasi fatto prendere un infarto. Sembri un morto che cammina.”

(Jesus Christ Ghiaccio,you almost gave me a heart attack. You look like a walking corpse.)

Comments Illuso, glancing in Formaggio’s directions as he lifts his arm from your shoulders and starts loudly chugging the rest of the Menabrea. This visibly annoys Ghiaccio who instinctively shows his teeth, clenching them in a crooked and forced smile.

“Ciao Ghia, come ti vanno le cose?”

(Hello Ghia, How is it going?)

The smile fades. Ghiaccio starts purposely ignoring the two men, and instead he focuses on you:

“Secondo te, tosa? Domani ho Analisi 2.”

(What you think, tosa? Tomorrow I got the Analysis 2 exam.)

“Non sei preparato-”

(Did you stu-)

“Che domanda der cazzo fai chicca, dove pensi che è stato fin ora, se non chiuso in biblioteca?”

(What a damn dumb question, babe. "Did you study?" Like, where the hell do you think he were just a sec? In a freakin' library, duh.)

Formaggio cuts you, mocking your girly voice.

You cautiously raise your hands, waiting for Ghiaccio to burst out for being interrupted, but that doesn't happen. The blue-haired man just shoots Formaggio a death stare, head slightly cocked, eyes piercing through those thin brows. You notice him instinctively baring his teeth and gums at the man like he's about to bite his neck.

It's a warning.

Formaggio takes the hint and casually peers into the bottle, scrounging for any last drops. Meanwhile, Illuso's ego is so massive that he flat out brushes off Ghiaccio's response and jumps right into schooling his buddy.

“Dove pensi che sia. SIA. Il congiuntivo l’hai lasciato al Quadraro?”

(Where do you think He was. He WAS.)

“Lulù stai cercando una capocciata o una bottigliata? Posso dartele entrambe. Te lascio scegliere l’ordine.”

(Listen Lulu. Do you want to catch these hand or the bottle? I can give you both. Just say a word.)

Formaggio's tone takes on a slurred edge, like he's got a bit too much booze in his system for fooling around. Illuso catches wind of this and takes it as the perfect chance to blow off some steam. Weirdly enough, Ghiaccio stays dead quiet, sitting this convo out.

Now that's a twist.

Still, you catch a little something. Even though the guy's zipped his lip, you spy the plastic cup in his grip utterly squashed.

Why's he holding back? You can read it in his expression, he's just itching to unleash his piece.

“Ziofà facciamo che se sei ignorante non è colpa mia.”

(It’s not my fault you’re ignorant)

Replies the tall man while stiffing up and crossing his arm to feel superior. Now Illuso is not even glaring at Formaggio anymore, and he's perfectly aware this is going to drive him mad.

“Ma chi credi de cojonà a' Pariolino?Ignorante lo dici a tua sorella.”

(You did not just call me ignorant.)

“Ignorante nel senso che ignori la grammatica italiana.”

(Don’t take it personally. I said Ignorant because you're ignoring the Italian grammar)

“Allora tu sei un imbecille perchè Imbelle”

(Then you’re an imbecile because you're imbecilin')

“BOJA FAUSS QUELLO CHE HAI DETTO NON HA UN CAZZO DI SENSO, ZI.”

(That doesn’t even make any sense! You just MADE UP. A FUCKING WORD.)

Finally, Illuso comes down from his pedestal and starts hatefully staring at his friend.

"CHICCA!"

(BABE!)

Formaggio turns towards you for half a second and hands you the empty Menabrea before turning his gaze back to Illuso.

"PIJATE STA MENABREA. MO' TE PARTO DE CAPOCCIA!"

(HOLD THIS FOR ME. THIS FAG IS ABOUT TO CATCH THESE HANDS!)

Formaggio's voice blares like a damn siren, catching the attention of everyone in the joint. A bunch of folks, wreaths atop their heads, swivel around, and others in the joint follow suit. In the midst of the mob, you spot Guido secretively trying on Giorno's laurel wreath while the dude's occupied with some pink-haired girl, fussing over his fancy-ass braid.

"Ragazzi non fate gli stupidi. Non potete fare a botte qui- Ci stano guardando tutti..."

(Guys. Stop this nonsense. You can't fight here. Everyone is looking-)

You make a move to put a stop to their antics, when a chilling voice sneaks into your ear...

“Vieni.” 

(Let's go.)

Freddo.

This sensation is familiar, it’s like being in one of those deep, paralyzing sleeps where the weight of the bed covers feels like a boulder. But this time your body seems as if covered by a light sheet. A cold sheet, as if it had never dried. It’s wet and icy, a cold so sharp that starts biting into your skin.

Your head starts spinning, even though you are sure you haven't moved. 

You remain motionless, unable to do anything but inhale icy air.

You feel as if my whole skin is covered with frost.

Your memories are confused and jumbled...you cannot make sense of them.  Under your clenched eyelids, lights, sounds and colors from llast night mix in a continuous spiral, causing you to feel nauseous. After taking a few breaths, your head finally stops throbbing like the speakers of a disco. Your back hurts as it's lying on a hard surface that is even colder than the surrounding air. The unpleasant sensation given by your skin attached to the icy surface challenges you to move your muscles.... But something is wrong. 

They won't move. They can't move.

You sense your hands resting next to your body, the tips of your fingers numb with cold... However, when you flex them in order to warm them, they do not respond to your thoughts. Panic suddenly makes you lucid. you open your eyes.

Your eyes snap open, only to be assaulted by a blinding white radiance. It's intoxicating, that brilliance. A sea of white stretching to every horizon.

A single source of light reigns, the ceiling lamp above you. You lie atop a slab of metal, nothing but gravity pressing you into its unforgiving surface.

“ah...ah…”

Your breath begins to shorten.

White smoke lazily rises from your lips, disappearing into the neon. The light illuminates your figure yet denies you any heat. You look around, trying to figure out where you are. Your neck slowly begins to loosen, allowing you to get a better look around the room...

Beyond, darkness reigns, a domain devoid of form or presence. Yet, something sinister looms along the walls, whether furniture or pillars, they crawl from floor to ceiling.

Your vision drifts downward, over your frozen feet, past the table's edge, until a glimmer dances at the periphery.

A door? 

“C-C-C’è…c’è q-qualcuno?”

(is-is anybody there?)

Your voice is hoarse, cracking when you try to speak. The icy air scratches your throat, your skin quivers.

The tips of your fingers have now lost sensibility, as if they have become one with the table. You cough... then you try to speak again, louder.

“Pe-Per favore!!COFF! AIUTO!! Sono qui!! Non cè nessuno?!”

(Anyone! Anybody!!Please, some-Cough-SOMEONE HELP!!)

After shouting, you wait panting for an answer... a sign...any sign. 

Suddenly you hear footsteps approaching, slow and measured. A shadow obscures the narrow glimmer coming from the door. The sound of several locks being opened echoes in the room. 

The door slowly opens, letting a much stronger light invade the room, revealing an unknown figure.  A man is watching you from the threshold but the light beyond him prevents you from recognize him.

Your eyes flicker as the light sound of your chattering teeth signals you've just regained control of your jaw muscles.

The expression you’re making seems to amuse the man. A soft chuckle escapes him as he strides into the room, sealing the door in his wake. He drags in a cart, and upon its enigmatic cargo, your gaze falters, unable to discern the details.

“Non ti conviene sforzarti così tanto…rischi di farti male.”

(Oh dear, you shouldn't push yourself too hard...you'll end up hurting yourself.)

His voice slices through the air, sharper than the chill. Dread claws at you, its grip tightening as his teeth catch your attention more than his eyes do. A grin stretches across his face, a gruesome expanse that reveals his gums. His gaze remains unaltered, a predator's stare, unrelenting and piercing.

Behind those glasses, his eyes undress you, baring your vulnerability as if you weren't already stripped bare.

“G-Ghiaccio?”

 “Shhh..ti fa male da qualche parte?Come va il respiro?”

(Shhh. Does it hurt anywhere? is your breathing okay?)

All of a sudden, the man puts on a genuinely concerned face, and seems to be focused on your face.

"C-Che è successo??...Ci siamo schiantati?”

(what.... what happened...where am I? did we crash?)

Your voice tremble, it’s stuttering. You gasp as you notice his hand resting on the table, beside your ankle.

" Non c'è niente di cui avere paura...concentrati e rispondi alla domanda: ti fa male da qualche parte?"

(don't worry about it now.... take a breath, stay focused and answer me: does it hurt anywhere?)

The situation is surreal.... what happened? Perhaps you're in a hospital? Did you have an accident? Are you paralyzed because of that?

"n-no. Non c'è niente che mi fa male...ma non riesco a muovermi...h-ho così tanto freddo..."

(n..no.... nothing hurts.... but I can't move..p..I might have something d- to put on...I'm so f-ing cold...)

You murmur, your voice trembling from both cold and unease. Shivers run through you, the icy fingers of anxiety now accompanying the chill. The man's lips curve at your hushed words, his face inches from yours. Your cheeks burn, tainted red by a mix of emotions.

"In un attimo, chicca."

(In a moment, babe.)

He purrs, his tone velvety. However, that ' babe' part is filled with venom and resentment. You quickly notice he's making a sloppy imitation of Formaggio's accent.

His face inches closer, his gaze locked onto yours.

"Sto controllando che sia tutto apposto...dimmi..."

(I must make sure everything's alright... tell me...)

His hand touches the sole of your right foot, a warmth you haven't felt since you woke.

"Senti le mie dita?"

(Can you sense my fingers?)

"Sì..."

(Yes...)

You're aware of his index finger trailing over your skin, a sensation that sends ripples through your body. Past your knee, ascending your thigh, the warmth causes both your form and fear to tremble. His other fingers join the index, like sinister accomplices, tracing your flesh. With a creeping exploration, his hand moves until it firmly presses against your inner thigh.

"Dimmi quando non le senti più."

(Let me know when you can't feel them anymore.)

"a-ah!F-fermo!"

(a-ah! Stop!)

You attempt to resist, but your defiance only manifests in the frustrated shake of your head...

"Rilassati..."

(Relax...)

He coos, his voice a syrupy assurance.

"Non ti farò niente...per ora. Non sei contenta di ricevere un check up gratuito?"

(I won't do anything... yet. Isn't a complimentary check-up something to be glad about?)

His hand still lingers on your inner thigh, its touch a languid caress that ignites a warmth, craving coursing through your body. You relinquish the sensation, only to be met once again with the unforgiving cold of the table.

"C-Che cosa è successo?"

(What... What's happened to me?)

Breathless, you gasp, your chest heaving. The man's features retain an eerie calm as you sense his touch upon you once more. His fingers slip under your right hand's palm, lifting it, while his other hand blankets your back.

"Solo un attimo chicca, devo finire il chek-up...Poverina, le tue mani sono congelate."

(Just a moment, babe. I need to finish the check-up... Poor thing, your hands are freezing....)

 He smiles as his warm hands rub against yours, giving you such relief that a sigh of pleasure escapes you.

"oh-"

This time, his 'babe' doesn't feel as a mockery.

You catch the sight of his tongue darting across his lips, a prelude to him exhaling gently onto your fingers. His warm breath works its magic, coaxing sensitivity back into your once-numb digits.

"Ti piace, non è vero?...lascia che ti faccia stare meglio..."

(Feels good, doesn't it? let me do something special...) 

Before you can say anything, his mouth is pressed on your fingers as he starts to kiss them, slowly.... how can those lips be so warm.... the gesture is so unexpected that leaves you speechless. You feel your head dipping into a fog-you are still dreaming. You are definitely dreaming. There is no other explanation, 

-ah-

Your index finger slides into his mouth, encountering the sensation of his warm, wet tongue caressing your nail, descending to its very base. It's a repulsive, slimy sensation, made eerier by the expression he wears—a perverse delight akin to a child sucking their favorite treat.

"M-ma che fai? S-Smettila..."

(N-no... no, stop...)

You stammer, horror clenching at your chest, urging him to cease.

Your gaze locks onto the dreadful scene unfolding before you. Slowly, he extracts your index finger, his lips gripping its tip. Behind the thick lenses of his glasses, Ghiaccio gazes at you, his eyes holding an unsettling glint. As terror courses through you, his teeth begin to close deliberately, his molars biting down, the pressure intensifying with every passing second.

"No-C-Che cosa-AHI. AHIA!! MI FAI MALE! L-Lasciami!! SMETTILA!!"

(No—what are you doing? Ah!AHH! YOU'RE HURTING ME!! It hurts! NO!)

Recognition dawns as you comprehend his sinister intent. The sound that echoes from him—a chilling crunch—is oddly familiar, like the memory of your grandmother offering freshly harvested, crisp carrots from her garden when you were a child.

*CRUNCH*

A scream rips from your throat, pain blurring your sight. His jaw locks around the bone with an aggressive grip.

In a split second that catches you off guard, Ghiaccio tears two of your phalanges away, wrenching your finger free in a swift, brutal motion. The forceful snap of his head results in a gruesome sight—a gushing surge of blood spraying forth.

Your hand remains locked in his.

The vile squelching of his chewing churns your stomach. He's like a rabid dog ravaging his prey.

"Mmh... sapevo ne sarebbe valsa la pena"

(Mhh... delicious... just as I'd imagined.)

Your shrieks of torment transform into violent retches. You twist your face aside, desperate to avoid vomiting, yet there's nothing left to expel. The sound of his swallowing grates on your ears. More convulsions wrack your frame, forcing your eyes to shut.

You can hear him dragging the cart closer, your gaze drawn to the crimson smears that now stain his scrubs. You can't muster the strength to confront your mangled hand.

"Ci vuole calma e sangue freddo, tosa."

(Baby, it's cold outside.)

[ravenzeppeli]

Permanence |Yandere Mista x Reader Angst|

Warning: physical violence mention, threats, unhealthy relationship, emotional abuse, manipulation.

      “If you ever decide to hurt me or break up with me I would cut off your right hand as punishment,” Mista muttered as you entered his room, his dark bottomless eyes focused on the video game that was in front of him, his fingers going to work on the controller. “I got the idea when we got into that fight last night, I know you did not threaten to leave me, but you could have, and I won’t allow that.”

       You sat down next to him on his bed, your eyes on not the screen but him. You turned to face him, watching him as his eyes stayed steady on the screen, his dark eyebrows raised in concentration. “What happens if you ever decide to leave me?” You questioned softly, placing your hands in your lap, staring at your right hand. Leave him? You couldn’t possibly ever dream of that. You were a loner like him - that was what brought the two of you together.

        The ones who sat at the back of the classroom so nobody would talk to them, the ones who were never quite able to get close to anyone until his dark eyes locked onto yours one day as you walked down the hallway. Rows and rows of people walking side by side, friends and lovers, siblings and enemies - everyone had someone except for the two of you. Then one day the two of you had each other, when Mista approached you and asked you to eat lunch with him you found someone to cure your loneliness, despite him having.. unhealthy tendencies.

      You’ve never had anyone obsessed with you or even remotely interested in you so it was a lot to get use to, always having your mobster boyfriend stalking behind you, never giving you a single moment of space. He even waited for you outside of the girls' bathroom when you needed to go to school, and he always snuck into your window at night. He went from being a stranger to being everywhere in a matter of days. You didn’t do anything to stop it.. you were too afraid of being alone again.

      Once you got a taste of love, a feeling of what it was like to have someone to talk with and spend time with, you couldn’t imagine what it would be like to live without it. When you’ve been lonely for so long, you grow desperate, clinging to the idea of having someone no matter what the price may be. The price could be your hand, but he had only ever pushed you and forced you to stay at his home.. he had never threatened you like that before. What was with him?

      A low chuckle escaped his full lips as he paused his game, sitting the controller on the floor as he turned his body to face yours, sitting cross-legged. “I am never going to leave you, I am in love with you, and I only want you. I don’t care if you don’t love me either. It won’t change how I feel.”

      You turned to face him well, copying the way he was sitting, your hands now resting at your sides, pressing into the soft mattress. “Isn’t threatening to cut off my hand a little cruel, Mista? It’s unsettling when you speak to me like this or hit me. Can we just be a normal couple like the ones in school? I don’t think hitting is normal.” You’ve never been in a relationship, but it wasn’t like this in the movies at all.

        “Babe, hitting is completely normal when you’re the one in the wrong. As the one in charge in our relationship, I hold the authority. You never see these kinds of things in school because these matters should always be handled privately,” he spoke to you calmly, a small but awkward smile appearing on his lips as he raised his palm, placing it on top of your head. “Besides, I'm dropping out of school. I'm in the mafia now, fuck school. Once you graduate in a few months you can move in with me. I'll cut your leg off if you don't."

       “Why would you want to cut my leg off? Wouldn’t that kill me?” You questioned, staring into his calm dark eyes as he spoke about cutting your body parts off. You’ve never mentioned leaving him and despite thinking about it you’re too much of pussy to actually leave him. These threats should be sending you running but he was saying that the two of you had a normal relationship- did you? “Why would you do that to me?” You were uncertain. How could you know?

        “I would cut your leg off so that you would always be fully dependent on me to take care of you. Without a hand, you could still take care of yourself, but without a leg, you would never be able to leave my side,” he said calmly, his hand staying on top of your head. “But I know that you wouldn’t leave me, right? Without me, you would be all alone again with nobody to love you. Is that what you want?” He tilted his head to the side, a few dark strands of hair sticking out from his beanie.

       You shook your head, “I don’t want to be alone again. You don’t have to worry about me leaving, you won’t have to cut off my hand or my leg so just please relax.” You reached a hand forward, gently but still so awkwardly rubbing his knee. “You have no need to worry. I care about you, and you also scare me, so I won’t be leaving any time soon.” You were always completely honest with him. He wouldn’t hit you for being honest unless it insulted himself.

       “Good, I am glad that I have installed some fear in you. Hold onto that fear and remember that those were not threats but promises, and you will get no second chance. You will just suffer,” he said, finally removing his hand from your head, his warm hand covering yours. “Also, if I cut off your leg, it will not kill you. I’ve already researched everything. Why would I ever kill my girlfriend?” He kept his head tilted to the side, his small smile growing wider, a sinister grin appearing on his lips. He was a predator, and you were his prey.. you knew that now.

       “Whatever you want, that is fine with me. I’ll just listen and be happy that I’m with you,” you said, a small amount of fakeness in your tone that he and yourself would never speak on. Guido Mista was your boyfriend, and he was going to be your boyfriend for the rest of his life. You didn’t know what this was, but you knew one thing - you weren’t alone anymore, and you never would be again.

[wingdings41103]

Interesting mix 😳

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Hello everyone! I decided to make a masterlist to make it easier to browse through my account <3 Enjoy

Part 1

- speedwagon cute scenario

- insane in the brain - Jonathan Joestar (NSFW)

and you can request more for this part!

Part 2

- caeser zeppeli x pillar woman

- baby…s? - caeser zeppeli (NSFW)

- please! - joseph joestar (NSFW)

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Part 3

- Jotaro Kujo scenario

- good cop bad cop - polnareff (NSFW)

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Part 4

- “would you still love me if i was a worm?” with the duwang gang

- Rohan Kishibe and Bruno Bucciarati romantic headcanons

- baking with each duwang gang member

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Part 5

Bucci gang

- F!reader confronts bucci gang for always making her seduce the enemies instead of fighting

- Karaoke with each bucci gang member

- each bucci gang member walking in on their partner trying to become a super saiyan

- drunk confessions on each bucci gang member

- bucci gang headcanons

- “i could kiss you rn!” with each bucci gang member

- bucci gang members react to reader calling them husband

- bucci gang members getting a boner bc of their crush

- bucci gang after making unemotional s/o laugh

- bucci gang with a member who has a creepy doll aesthetic (platonic)

- bucci gang with girlfriend who has big boobs

- bucci gang with a goth reader who has a cute stand

- bucci gang with their s/o clinging onto them because they miss them

Bruno Bucciarati

- Bruno Bucciarati and Rohan Kishibe romantic headcanons

- bruno bucciarati finds out his shy crush is a former mafia asassin headcanons

- birthday desert - bucciarati (NSFW)

Narancia Ghirga

- Narancia with an awkward partner headcanons

- narancia ghirga boyfriend headcanons

- narancia as a stay at home dad

- narancia confessing to his shy crush

- narancia as a father general headcanons

Guido Mista

- taste test - guido mista (NSFW)

Leone Abbacchio

- yeehaw! - abbacchio (NSFW)

La Squadra

- la squadra with a goth reader who has a cute stand

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Part 6

- Stone Ocean men getting a boner bc of their crush

- Weather report bf headcanons

- Tethered by Fate - jolyne cujoh WLW story

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Part 7

- the big three - gyro x johnny x reader (NSFW)

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General

- each jojo walking in on you trying their clothes

- trying makeup on the jobros

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I don’t have any strict rules for requests, but I don’t write smut (unless I feel like it, so if you request smut and I don’t respond I apologize), I do write NSFW headcanons/scenarios, but the scenarios don’t lead to anything, also no yandere! Also if my bio says request open then no need to ask if I’m taking requests <3 Have fun with the asks! :P (I apologize if I don’t respond quickly to your requests, I won’t always be able to do that, so please be patient! I frequently get busy with my day to day chores so responding to requests will take time, I am sorry in advance for any delays)

[the-illiterate-pirate]

JoJo Masterlist

* = Nsfw

° = Angst

× = Yandere

≈ = Family fic

© = Crack fic

Robert Speedwagon

• If I Was Your Vampire

Dio Brando

• In Due Time°

• Shame on the Night*

Joseph Joestar

• In-A-Godda-Da-Vidda°

Caesar Zeppeli

• In-A-Godda-Da-Vidda°

Pillarmen

• Pillow Talk

• Coddling Santana and Wamuu (HCs)

• Pillarmen with a child "hostage" (HCs)

Wamuu

• Love Machine*

Crusaders

• Them falling in love (HCs)

• Singing "Tequila" on karaoke night (HCs)

Jotaro Kujo

• One Shot, 2 Shot ©

• Bring on the Night*

• Feel Good Inc.

Mohammed Avdol

• Burnin' for You

Terence D'Arby

• Holding on to You*

Josuke Higashikata

• Don't Stop Me Now

Rohan Kishibe

• Finding out their S/o is pregnant (HCs)

Akira Otoishi

• Pepper

Hayato Kawajiri

• A Little Bit Off Today ≈

Yoshikage Kira

• Beggin'*

• Modern Love*

Guido Mista

• Looking for a Kiss*

La Squadra

• Japanese Mythology HCs

• Seducing La Squadra* (HCs)

• NSFW headcanons*

• No Rest for the Wicked AU HCs

Melone

• Him with your pet tortoise (HCs)

Diavolo / Vinegar Doppio

• Head Like a Hole, Ch. 1

Weather Report

• Selkie out of Water, Ch. 1 || Ch. 2 || Ch. 3 || Ch. 4

• Dancing in the Moonlight

• Canned Heat

• Electric Love ×

• Dad Report ≈

• Dreams of a Samurai*

• Cold as Ice

• What's New Pussycat*

• Finding out their S/o is pregnant (HCs)

• S/o is on their period (HCs)

Emporio Alnino

• Thank You (for sending me an angel) ≈

Narciso Anasui

• Dating HCs

• S/o is on their period (HCs)

Jotaro Kujo

• Drive*

Enrico Pucci

• Fallen Angel*

• Lady in Red*

• My Light*

• Saints an' Sinners*

• Take Me to Church*

• That's Life

• Finding out their S/o is pregnant (HCs)

• S/o on their period (HCs)

Johngali A.

• White Room*

Thunder McQueen

• SFW & NSFW HCs*

• (You) Shook Me All Night Long*

D an G

• SFW & NSFW HCs*

Donatello Versace

• To Heal*

Perla Pucci

• General platonic HCs

Gyro Zeppeli

• Hayloft*

• Hayloft II*

• Kickstart My Heart*

• Whole Lotta Love*

Diego Brando

• Moonage Daydream*

Sandman

• Tell Him That His Lonesome Nights Are Over, Pt. 1 || Pt. 2*

Mountain Tim

• Save a Horse (Ride a Cowboy)*

Funny Valentine

• Cupid's Chokehold ×

Oyecomova

• Oye Cómo Va*

Blackmore

• I Surrender*

• Twisted Nerve ch. 1

D-I-S-C-O

• Dating HCs*

Josefumi Kujo

• Dating HCs (Ft. Kira)

Jobin Higashikata

• Hard Lovin' Man*

Aisho Dainenjiyama

• Keep On Loving You

Tooru

• Can't Help Falling in Love

• Bad Case of Lovin' You

• Tooru HCs* (SFW and NSFW)

• Yan!Tooru HCs*

• Doctor play with Tooru* (HCs)

• Tooru x Nurse!reader*

Paco Lovelantes

• Good Old-fashioned Lover Boy

[princelylove]

Greetings Your Highness, I was wondering what would happen if Giorno's darling had a small crush on Mista? He hasn't yet kidnapped them and he discovers how his darling stares or looks at Mista for a little too long, maybe finding an attraction to his friend's body or how fun and easy going he seems. Still Giorno can't go completely mad over his darling, it's not like they knew about his feelings or anything he had in mind. How would he react? Would he get mad at Mista?

Well... it's only natural, Mr. Mista is a very attractive man. He regards himself as average, but his physique is very appealing to anyone who likes a bit of muscle and warmth. Something big to cling to at night, something that will do hard labor for kisses.

It's human to find other people attractive, that doesn't mean you have wandering eyes. Wandering eyes is when you linger, you glance where you're not supposed to, you have thoughts. Unforgivable, non deserving of the truth thoughts.

Giorno has no right to be jealous if his darling is not truly his yet, and he feels no doubt that one day they will be, but... he does worry. Giorno and Guido have different body types. It's possible that you'd prefer someone with more mass than Giorno, which you're entitled to, but it stings a bit. It's not like he can build that overnight, and he doesn't want to change himself. He's already perfect. Ethereal. Divine. What's so good about Guido Mista? You'd pick Guido over him?

There's nothing wrong with Mr. Mista. Certainly. He misspoke, his tone was not what he intended. It's just that... Guido isn't the man he is, and vice versa. Guido is simple. An endearing thing, of course, but the joke gets old fast. What you want in life is an experience, an experience that Giorno can provide for you. An experience he will provide for you, should you choose him.

What type of man is Guido, actually? Well, he's a very traditional one. Do you want a very strict dynamic? Do you want to be constantly viewed as your role rather than your own person? Giorno doesn't see potential in you, he doesn't dream of settling down, he dreams of things as they are with his darling. You're already perfect, ideal, except for this one thing.

You don't choose a partner based on looks alone. Not a life partner. Guido is more than his looks- he's an entire person just as complex as you are. He may look appealing, but there's many sides to Guido you've never seen.

You've never seen him get violent, you've never seen him embody what it means to be a gangster.

You've never seen the Guido that went around catcalling women on the street until one paid attention to him.

You've never seen the Guido that fantasizes about starting a family of his own.

You've never seen Guido. Period. You do not know that man, your infatuation is puerile and will wear off. Sometimes shiny, pretty objects are not good for you.

He's not upset with Guido. It's not his fault. It's not anyone's fault, actually. It's just something he needs to fix. Perhaps your perception of Mr. Mista is off. It's a shame, learning that Guido isn't the work-dog that Giorno would prefer him to be just makes him more endearing, so it's not like he could 'casually' let you see him in his not-working mode.... perhaps it's time Mr. Mista actually settled down. A meeting of chance, of something Guido's always been craving...

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

I would NOT go from ANY yandere's grasp if they feed me what i like, like either i'd be too absorbed in eating or i'd be too tired after eating to really want to escape 😭 i don't really care what they'd do (love u btw)

Relatable honestly, man if that’s all it takes for a Yandere to keep you around, you’ll best bet they’re going to give it their all making you food to keep you around. Here’s a little comfy ramble…

I feel like most Jojo characters would be able to cook even if it’s just following a recipe. Foo Fighters does her best flipping through countless cookbooks, and watching videos of whatever your favorite things are. That’s what people do to bond right? Have good tasting food! It’ll surely bring you both closer together.

There’s a few that aren’t great with cooking, Mista occasionally burns certain things, he’ll admit cooking isn’t exactly his skill but figures everything out something eventually . (He finds it a pain to cook cheese sauces since they can burn easily) If it’s too complicated he’s taking you out to a restaurant that specializes in it.

Okuyasu isn’t the best with cooking at the start, mixing up spices, or under/overcooking. He manages to somehow convince Tonio to teach him properly. Being a good partner means making their favorite food properly in his mind so he’s not going to slack on that if it keeps you happy.

Since we’re mentioning food here might as well mention Tonio Trussardi here. This is the best way for him to be Yandere honestly right within his territory. Using Pearl Jam or not, it fills him with joy with whatever dish or snack you like. The way your shoulders relax once you eat sends this chefs heart fluttering like never before. He’s not really worried if you happen to be fond of something more factory made/processed his approximations are almost always better than the packaged things. (It’s better this way in his book anyhow).

I also feel like Gyro would probably take advantage of your lowered guard around your favorite food. He considers himself descent at his homelands dishes and of course Johnny likes his coffee he prepares, so often he ends up insisting to cook, practically taking over it from before on your journey. (Which works for him, you don’t need to worry about talking to whoever else anyway). He can’t wipe that stupid big grin from his face as you sit to eat your favorite thing. (That’s if you even notice from how tasty it is)

Koichi is another character who would take up some form of cooking for you. Maybe he just happens to eavesdrop one afternoon after class and see what exactly you’re eating? Then he makes himself useful and buys everything, then prepares it at home. Then hey, what do you know? One day or another you both happen to bump into each other and can even sit together for lunch for a little while.

(Here’s a part 8 character I feel like is underrated)

Karera is another character I definitely see using food to her advantage with you. She’ll get your favorite meals at whatever shop for free somehow (with a bit of handiwork from her stand love love deluxe). Oh hey, she just happened to buy something you like that was sold out most places, how about you sit and eat it with her? Making lunch/dinner? Duh she’ll make it for you, as long as you’re eating what she made with her own two hands (or bought/scammed herself) she’s happy.

If that’s what makes it easy to keep you around Jotaro doesn’t really mind. He’s right on it to getting/making it for you. Holly of course inserts herself pulling out recipes, she’d know you’d love. Just a small suggestion to her son of course as she winks. He’ll be right in the kitchen with her preparing everything, or quickly walking out to get whatever’s needed. Just don’t make yourself sick from eating too fast.

[iggysolosgoku]

Get to know me

Name: Johnny

Age: 19

Requests are open!

Wattpad: IGGYSOLOSGOKU

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Favorite animes: Hunter x Hunter, Jojo's bizarre adventure, jujutsu kaisen,demon slayer and sailor moon

Favorite movies: Scott pilgrim vs the world, repo the genetic opera, scream, the whole Chucky franchise, five nights at Freddy's, the whole trolls franchise, nightmare before Christmas, and Edward scissorhands

Stuff I will write: Fluff, found family, platonic stuff, nsfw, sfw, LGBTQ, yandere, autistic reader, chubby reader,any character reader (ex: mitsuri reader), and poly

Stuff I won't write: incest, angst, age gap,any trolls character x reader cause that's just weird, and animal x reader

Animes and movies I write for: Hunter x Hunter, Jojo's bizarre adventure, Jujutsu kaisen, demon slayer, and Scott pilgrim vs the world

Characters from hunter x hunter I write for: Gon freeces (platonic ONLY), Killua Zoldyck (platonic ONLY), kurapika, leorio, Bisky, wing, illumi Zoldyck, the whole phantom troupe (minus bonolenov, kortopi, and Franklin I like them but not like that), Kite, and Knuckle bine

Characters from Scott pilgrim vs the world I write for: Scott pilgrim, Ramona Flowers, Kim Pine, Stephen Stills, Young Neil, Knives Chau (platonic ONLY), Julie Powers, Stacey Pilgrim, Lucas Lee, Roxie Richter, Gideon Graves, Katayangi Twins, Matthew Patel, Envy Adams, Todd Ingram, and Wallace wells (platonic for girls)

Characters from Jjba part 1 I write for: Jonathan Joestar, Robert E.O Speedwagon, Erina Pendolton, and Dio Brando

Characters from Jjba part 2 I write for: Joseph Joestar, Caesar Zeppeli, Lisa Lisa, Suzi Q, Kars, Wammu, Esidisi, And Santanna

Characters from Jjba part 3 I write for: Jotaro Kujo, Noriaki Kakyoin, Muhammad Avdol, Jean Pierre Polnareff, Joseph Joestar (platonic ONLY), Holly Kujo and Dio Brando

Characters from Jjba part 4 I write for: Josuke Higashikata, Okuyasu nijimura, koichi hirose, Rohan kishibe, yukako yamagishi, toshikazu hazamada (I don't support his actions), Tonio trussaradi, Yoshikage Kira, Reimi Sugimoto, and Mikitaka hazekura

Characters from Jjba part 5 I write for: Giorno Giovanna, bruno bucciarati, Leone abbachio, Trish una, narancia ghirga, mista Guido, panncotta fugo, risotto Nero, melone, formaggio, illuso, prosciutto, pesci (platonic ONLY), diavolo, doppio vinegar, squala, tiziano, cioccolata, sorbet, gelato, and ghiaccio

Characters from Jjba part 6 I write for: Jolyne Kujo, ermes Costello, narsico anasui, weather report, foo fighters, and Enrico pucci

Characters from Jjba part 7 I write for: Johnny Joestar, Gyro Zeppeli, hot pants, Diego Brando, and Lucy steel (platonic ONLY)

Characters for jjba part 8 I write for: I have not read part 8 yet

Characters from demon slayer I write for: Tanjiro Kamado, zenitsu agastuma, inosuke hashibira, nezuko Kamado (platonic ONLY), genya, and all the hashira

Characters from jujutsu kaisen I write for: Yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, nobara kugisaki, maki zenin, toge inumaki, satoru gojo, nanami kento, kamo choso, and geto suguru

I will NOT write for: Hisoka Morrow

[dear-yandere]

terms of endearment (iv).

yandere! bucciarati gang. what they call their darling. warnings: implied not sfw, slight daddy kink in Bucciarati’s part.

Bruno Bucciarati

♡ cara

You’d like to think he calls everyone ‘dear’, but he doesn’t. It’s clear as day to everyone, especially the townspeople who rely on Bucciarati’s help. They’ll tease you, for certain, but you try to brush it off as him ‘just being friendly’.

"Have you been waiting long, cara? I picked up a gift on my way, I hope you don’t mind.”

♡ tesoro/a

You’re his treasure, or so he claims. He’s sweet from the start and you’re not sure if he’s being polite or if he has genuine feelings for you. But every time he calls you his ‘tesoro’, you start hoping, pining, that he does... hearing him sweet talk you like that is rather... addictive. 

“Tesoro, you look wonderful tonight. Come, let me pour us some wine ”

♡ bambino/a

He may have a slight power kink, and his role as a father figure to most everyone in his life doesn’t help. There’s nothing better, he thinks, than pampering his darling and ushering praises into their ear, saying he’ll reward them for being a good bambino/a. 

“Mm, you’ve gotten better, bambina, but it’s not fair if I have all the fun, hm? Lay back, let me return the favor.”

Fugo Pannacotta

♡ [name]

When addressing you normally, he tends to stick with your first name, finding it rather cringey to hear his comrades address you by any cute pet names. It does... make him a little jealous, though, how freely they treat you with affection.

“[Name], come here. Try teaching Narancia this problem for me.”

♡ coglione/a

Meaning 'dumbass’, because for some God given reason, you never fail to irk him, unintentional or not. As rude as this name is, it’s a ... better alternative to his temper tantrums and degradation. 

“...Do you have any idea how much trouble I go through for you, cogliona?”

♡ troia, or amore

He doesn’t shy away from calling you a ‘whore’ during sex; he gets off on the constant degradation and power difference, especially if it sets his darling in line. But if darling has managed to keep on his good side, he can be incredibly affectionate and rewarding.

“Mm, do you hear yourself? I’m starting to think you deserve your name, troia.”

“Ah, I’m sorry for my outbursts, amore. Let me pamper you tonight, as a reward...”

Leone Abbacchio

♡ cretino/a

Meaning 'idiot’ or ‘dumbass,’ much more tamed than Fugo’s version of affection. Uses this as often as possible when addressing you, it’s more or less become synonymous with his darling’s name.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, cretino?“

♡ mimmo/a

The diminutive of the well-known ‘bambino/a’. For those rare moments when he’s feeling... soft, but otherwise protective. Unfortunately, this nicknames sometimes makes his darling feel as if they’re nothing more than a child he takes care of.

“Stop crying, mimma... you’re safe here. I’ll protect you.”

♡ luce dei miei occhi

Meaning ‘the light of my eyes’. He’s surprisingly soft and romantic during sex, with his hands trailing all over your body, cupping your face and bringing it close to his as he whispers how much you mean to him...

“Don’t ever leave me, please. Sei la luce dei miei occhi, I... I don’t know what I’d do without you.  “

Guido Mista

♡ fragolina

‘Little strawberry,’ a nickname that runs well off his tongue and makes you so absolutely flustered you actually look like a strawberry. Quite fitting, if you ask him, especially with how... unsettling he can get. It’s a nice change of pace, a nickname between friends, or so you’d prefer to think.

“It’ll be fun, fragolina, I promise! What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t, ey?”

♡ zucchero / sugar

More or less synonymous with ‘fragolina’, though he uses this to sweet talk his darling, especially when they’re being difficult (as in, he’s done something he really shouldn’t have).

“Aw, don’t be like that, sugar... I only followed you a few times. No harm done.”

♡ sweet(est) thing

That you are, panting underneath him making the sweetest expressions and sounds. He loves sweets, and you’re the sweetest of them all; he could just eat you right up... you’ll let him, won’t you? He’s done so much for you, he thinks he deserves a little... reward.

“I haven’t even done anything, sweet thing. You that excited to have me in you?

Narancia Ghirga

♡ carino/a

He can’t help it — you’re absolutely adorable, and the first time he met you, it slipped from his lips before he could think. It’s not a secret he’s head-over-heels, considerings how often he uses it (sometimes unintentionally).

“Ahh, you look so pretty today, carina! I’m so lucky!”

♡ babe

He heard it once on tv and was absolutely taken by the way it rolls off his tongue. There’s something about using an American nickname that makes him feel cool, and hopefully, more attractive to his darling.

“Hey babe, let’s go on a date! Bucciarati’s paying!”

♡ bello/a

Sometimes a ‘babe’ slips out here or there, but he makes a point to call you ‘beautiful’ during sex. He wants nothing more than for you to know how much he adores you...

“B-bella, just like th—haa! Fuck... you’re so g-good at this, aah--”

Trish Una

♡ carina/o

Meaning 'cute’... it’s quite funny that she’d be the one to say this when she stumbles over her words the moment you make direct eye contact with her. Still, calling you cute gives her a small sense of power over how cute you insist she is...

“Carina! What’s going on with you today? Wait ... b-baby?”

♡ bello/a

For when she’s feeling especially romantic or confident... usually in private, away from prying eyes or ears. She feels... insecure calling her darling such a cute name, especially when she normally tries to paint herself as tough.

“Hehe, how do you like my gift, bella? It suits you, no?“

♡ amore (mio)

There’s nothing more affectionate than calling her darling ‘love’ during intimacy — makes her feel like they really belong to her and won’t ever leave her, like others have.

“S-stop looking at me like that, amore... Ahh, I’m so embarrassed...”

part i — part ii — part iii — part v.

[depravitymoon]

Yandere Mista HC

(A/N: Wanted to do 2nd version of my Mista head canons. Mista's the hardest for me to write and I'm very determined to write something good for him.)

It’s love at first sight. Mista’s very simple: You’re hot and he wants you. Despite how sleazy he can seem, he's a romantic. The moment you catch his eye, that's it. You got a lovesick yandere on your hands. Hell, you probably didn't know that he was stalking you to figure out how to court you and convince you to be with him.

The relationship seems very normal. He's chill, laidback, goofy, attentive to your wants/needs, gets along well with your friends and even with your guy friends.....but then you try to dump Mista due to reasons. 

Some examples as to why you break up:

He lied about his job and you find out he's a vicious mafioso.

He caught one of your guy friends flirting with you, so he reacted by shooting him without realizing you were watching. 

His yandere tendencies are caused by the trauma of being a gangster, deteriorating his mental health. His Stand(s), Sex Pistols, is also speaking crazy shit into his ears, so he doesn't realize how deranged he's become.

He will kidnap you when you try to leave him, but he prefers to let you out as soon as possible. It just depends on your willingness to behave. Mista himself is easy to escape, especially since the Sex Pistols wont help him shoot you. The problem is that he’s still best friends with Don Giovanna. He practically has Passione to help him keep you in check.

[cybercore-creations]

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