#yandere jjba fanfic

[sl33paholics]

hii, so glad to hear that ur back. Can you write a smut with Josuke or Alucard and reader losing their virginity to one another and just being loving to each other throughout the whole thing? Love your other fics btw! :)

Would You Do This With Me?

Josuke Higashikata x fem!reader

Warning(s): Smut (first time, virginity taken on both ends), breast play, nipple play, clit play, hair pulling (on Josuke's end), condom usage (gotta stay safe), moments of awkwardness, and more as you read

This was so fun to write - this took the whole evening yesterday + half of this morning to finish lol

"Josuke...Josuke...JoJo, you rabid dog!"

You'd say to him as the two of you were on the bed, feeling his hands tug onto your bra and the other hand gripping hard on your hip, but the words had fallen from your mouth as he kissed along your jawline, and you could hardly hear them over the sound of your own heartbeat in your ears. You let out a throaty moan, trying to catch your breath, your hips bucking against him as you fought for control over yourself. His lips were soft and warm against yours, and you felt so dizzy that you thought for sure you might faint. "Oh god..." you murmured, tilting your head back and giving yourself up to the sensation as you let out another soft moan, your hands running through his hair as he gripped harder at your hipbones. Your body was humming with pleasure, but it was only getting worse by the second. You couldn't take any more of this. Your whole body was on fire, your blood rushing, you needed more -

His lips left your jaw and moved down to your neck, sucking hard. His teeth scraped at your skin as you let out an embarrassing whine.

Josuke immediately pulled back after hearing that noise. He looked into your eyes, his pupils blown wide and his cheeks flushed red, his hair sticking up everywhere. He was panting hard, his face a mess of red.

"Shit," Josuke whispered, his voice hoarse. Josuke sat up, looking away from you. "Did I do that too quickly?" You blinked owlishly, completely dazed from being kissed like that. "I...I told your ass to calm down...idiot..." You said between taking breaths as you giggled, shaking your head. The both of you just stared at each other for a moment, before Josuke broke out into a smile, a laugh, and then threw himself onto the bed next to you, wrapping his arms around you and pressing kisses all over your face as you tried not to scream.

"You're lucky...that my mom is not here, she's at a girl's night..." Josuke muttered, kissing you on your cheek. His hands wondered up to your bra, and you felt Josuke 's fingers fumbling with the laces, then he reached under your bra, grabbing at one of the straps. You shivered as his cool finger skimmed over your skin, making you snort. He started working on the other strap, pulling at it until it loosened enough for him to slide the garment off your shoulders, laying it next to you on the bed. Josuke began to touch your breasts, rubbing circles into your sensitive skin as his lips trailed across your collarbone. He started kissing you there, making you squirm beneath him.

You bucked your hips to grind into Josuke, biting your lip when he gasped in response to the action. He continued to kiss your collarbone, moving one of his hands down to your nipples and beginning to pinch them, causing you to let out a loud gasp. Josuke grinned as you gave into the sensations, moaning louder now. When he swiftly moved his other hand down now towards your panties, you cried out and grabbed at his arm. "Wait, wait, wait, wait! Not yet..." You bit your lip again, and Josuke paused as he watched you closely. You could feel Josuke growing stiff beneath you, his hand still resting on your breast. Then he seemed to get impatient, leaning forward to kiss you roughly, his tongue thrusting inside your mouth before his fingers slipped underneath your panties. You moaned into his mouth as his fingers touched you, his fingertips gliding gently against your folds.

You groaned as he pressed himself against you, his dick hardening against you, his grip tightening as if warning you. "Josuke...please, don't stop…" You whimpered out.

The tip of his fingers felt the wetness between your folds, his fingers gliding over your clit lightly, sending waves of pleasure over your body. Josuke kept moving his fingers in slow strokes, watching you carefully for signs of discomfort. He didn't want to hurt you, after all. You had already been through a lot, it seemed. But if he was going to be honest, the more he did this, the more aroused he became as well. It took every ounce of self control he possessed not to start fucking you right then and there. "Please, Josuke...don't tease me..." You moaned softly into his ear, feeling his fingers touch your swollen like the curious boy he was. You clenched your thighs together tightly as he kept touching you. You could almost feel your pussy swelling even more at Josuke's touches, your body craving more of his cock, desperate for it.

Josuke stopped his fingers for a moment, then slid his thumb over your clit, slowly stroking over it. The motion sent you over the edge, your body jerking under Josuke's touch.

Josuke removed his other hand from your breast and the one from your panties, positioning your legs as he finally took off your panties, tossing them aside.

You're now completely naked, for the first time in months of dating JoJo.

You were so lost in a trance that you didn't even notice that your boyfriend took off his boxers as well, his dick jutting out proudly as he climbed atop you. His face was flushed, his breathing ragged and labored, and you could see the dark veins pulsating in his neck. "You bought the condoms, right, JoJo?" You asked nervously, looking up at him from where you were on your elbows, your hands holding onto his shoulders for support. You could already tell how much he wanted you right now. "We... we have to use them..." You panted, reaching up and stroking his face, feeling his stubble scratch against your fingertips.

Josuke nodded jerkily as he reached over to his nightstand to retrieve the condom. "I...I even got lube. This wasn't so easy to get... but I managed to buy it." He admitted sheepishly.

Your mind went blank for a few moments as Josuke went on to put the condom himself, throwing the wrapper to the side. It was only then when you felt the cold, slick feeling of the lube being rubbed on against your clit that your senses kicked in again, and you gasped out loudly. You were about to push up against him, but Josuke pushed you back down onto the bed. "...sorry, it's cold. I thought it'd be kinda warm right now ...for us." He apologized quickly, placing the bottle of lube onto the nightstand and sliding himself on top of you. "Yeah, um...it's fine. Thank you..." You said breathlessly.

The two of you were now staring at one another. Of course, the tension and anxiety were there, but the two of you were also so focused on one another that you were barely aware of anything else. Your boyfriend shifted himself so that he was hovering over you, both of you staring at each other intensely. "Are you ready?" Josuke asked huskily, his hand cupping your cheek. You nodded, closing your eyes to savor the moment. "Just let me know if I'm putting it in too fast or somethin'." He held onto your hand and slowly pushed himself into you, your pussy clamping down onto his length, causing him to moan. "Holy shit...JoJo..!!" You hissed, squeezing his hand. Josuke stopped moving looking at you with concern. "Am I going to fast? Should I stop? Let you adjust?"

"No, no... you're doing good. I just need to adjust..." You said softly, your heart racing as Josuke's shaft moved slowly in and out of you. You began to slowly move to adjust yourself, your body tensing up and relaxing as you adjusted to the feeling. After a little while, Josuke went on to continue and thrust into you as he threw his arms to grab hold of the headboard. Once he was fully in you, he continued to pump himself into you slowly, giving you ample time to adjust to his weight and size. You were able to relax once Josuke's hands grabbed hold of your hips and pulled you closer to him. "Good...so good..."

You hummed, gripping the sheets as Josuke began to sped up his pace.

"Damn, you're tight..." He mumbled, grunting at the pressure you were putting on him. "Fuckin' perfect...like a fucking doll..." He gripped you tighter, his hips pushing harshly into you, his erection straining against your walls. "Josuke!!" You moaned, gripping onto his bicep, your nails digging into his skin. The sudden picked up pace in movement made you squeak and arch your back slightly, your head falling back as your muscles tensed, a low grumble leaving your lips. Josuke immediately pulled back, panting heavily as he looked down on you. "So beautiful..." He whispered, running his hands through your sides.

It was all until he hit your spot.

And all hell broke loose.

You couldn't contain the high-pitched cry that left you as you quickly covered your mouth with your hand, your lips quivering as your whole body shook violently.

The scream took Josuke by shock, and based on your reaction to him, it was a sign to continue thrusting. Before you even had the chance to say something, he moved his hips in quick thrusts, hitting your spot as hard as Josuke possibly could, sending another wave of pleasure rushing through you, your entire body tense as you screamed at the top of your lungs.

Like introducing a new toy to a toddler, Josuke couldn't stop. The sound of your voice was like music to his ears, sending a chill throughout his body as he increased his speed, driving his cock deeper into you, making you writhe with pure bliss. Josuke could hear you crying, muffled noises of pleasure coming from your throat. He'd never heard you make noise like that before, and it excited him beyond words.

Josuke leaned down as your arms quickly clasped around him tightly, your body arching up against him as your legs wrapped around his waist. Your stomach felt like it was burning and ready to burst any moment now. You could already feel your juices soaking the bedsheets, pooling beneath you as you squirmed and rocked your hips wildly, your cries filling the room.

Soon enough, the two of you reached your climax simultaneously. You were shaking uncontrollably, your body convulsing underneath Josuke as he came within you, spilling his seed inside of the now messy-used condom. You closed your eyes tight as you released your own release, a quiet sob escaping your lips as you tried to regain some kind of composure, your fingers trembling against his bare chest and your eyes fluttering open.

The two of you stayed there, in that position, for as long as you needed to. Josuke moved away from you as your arms dropped from his back, beside you. Josuke slowly pulled out of you, removing the condom off of him and tossing it carelessly on the ground. He lay down beside you, his arm circling your waist. "...you're going to have to clean that up, you know? That's gross.." You'd say quietly, burying your face on Josuke's chest. You felt his hand stroke your back comfortingly.

Josuke chuckled softly, resting his chin on the crown of your head. "I know... I'm just exhausted and too tired to leave the bed right now..." JoJo poutted, his arms tightening their grip around you as you both laid like that for a few minutes, the two of you simply enjoying each others company. Soon enough, you yourselfdrifting off to sleep, snuggling up towards Josuke, feeling safe and secure, your body relaxed after the orgasm the two of you had.

[saltylandland]

Can anyone help me find this particular smut fic? Basically it’s yandere Abbacchio x reader and it starts with reader tied on the bed being fucked by his stand and the real abbacchio is sitting on the side drinking wine, watching, and monologuing a lil bit. Saying stuff like ‘you used to say you loved me as you came’ bc they broke up and abbacchio won’t accept it so he tries to make reader remember how good it felt when they ‘made love’ then it ends as reader says something like ‘I hate you’ and he’s like ‘well, maybe you just need the real thing’ as he unzips his pants and it’s implied that he’s gonna fuck her mouth as the stand continues

[snoopledrooplecheesedoodle]

Inclusivity for POC Readers

Hi, I just came across a blog that catered to POC readers and I was all like 'That's ridiculous I cater to all readers'. Then I was like hmm do I?

I will be honest I am not and never be POC, I will not pretend to know what POC people go through or what racism is like. I may be LGBT+, AFAB, and neurodivergent, but my white skin has often protected me from dangerous situations.

I hope to be able to provide an escape for my black, latino, native, asian, mixed, and white audiences equally. If there is any more inclusive language that I can incorporate, please let me know. As I am white I can often be short sighted to some things like blushing that don't happen evenly for all skin tones.

All skin colors are beautiful, all hair is beautiful, no hair is beautiful too. Flat noses, pointy noses, long noses, short noses, round noses are all beautiful. "Normal" was set by white supremacists to justify the horrible way POCs were treated and other their bodies.

I don't want people to think that only skinny white women can find themselves in my content (I am not skinny nor a woman). Skinny white women most definitely have a place here but so do others as well. If you want me to call the reader handsome more often, I will, write a reader with a hijab, I will, write a disabled reader, I will.

POC people will have to give me more details if they want me to write about hair texture for example since I have little to no experience with anything other than the own hair on my head (I do know not to brush with regular brush and weave is not actually your hair).

That said, have a good day or night. Remember stay hydrated and appease your local nature gods.

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[pleasedonteatmedemon]

Jotaro part 4 yandere nsfw pls 🙏🏼🙏🏼

Sure, although for future reference please be more specific for what you're wanting.

ALSO sorry for the long wait!! I've been busy.

Constructive criticism is always appreciated!!

Cw: Very little manipulation involved, a kidnapped y/n, name calling,

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" Good grief. I don't understand why you try so hard just to anger me. What good does it do to you? " Jotaro says, his single hand holding both of your wrists together. You look up at Jotaro with fear, he loomed over you, very tall compared to you. You had tried to escape through the window but had gotten caught while in the process.

You have been forced to be in this house for about four months; You originally came over to his house for a friendly dinner. Big mistake.

You couldn't bare looking into his eyes; They held such a cold look. Jotaro tilts his head, "Now now, not so bold anymore, huh?" He spoke. You bite your lip, hoping even if slightly-it would calm your nerves. You were oh so very fucked.

"Why would you even want to leave? I have plenty money, a nice house, and I know just as much as you do-" He stops, his face getting very close to your own; Too close for comfort. He moves his free hand and caresses your cheek. You close your eyes tightly, tensing up.

Jotaro chuckles lightly, "I'm a very attractive man...so why do you bother fighting back? I can give you everything you've ever wanted and more. But you're a smart girl, I'm sure you already know that." He says, finishing his sentence with a small chuckle.

You slowly look up at him, You couldn't help but feel scared at the moment. He wasn't wrong, you did find him very attractive but you were engaged to someone that you have a deep connection with, unlike Jotaro.

Jotaro sighs, his hand tracing your chin and then grabbing your jaw. You gasp. He looks into your eyes. "It's him..isn't it? What could he have that I don't?" Jotaro says. "Hm?" He adds, awaiting some sort of response.

Jotaro didn't seem too mad about the situation at hand anymore. He was pissed at first.

"Does he please you well? Make you feel good? Eh? Do you think that I can't?" He asks, you could smell the nicotine on his breath. "I-uh..." You choke out, your eyes widen at his boldness.

You actually had never had sex with your fiance. You were waiting for your wedding night. But you can forget about all that now.

"I'm right aren't I?" Jotaro says, a small smile presenting itself on his face. His voice stops your train of thought. You blink. "That's not- I-ugh..." You try to speak, you could feel yourself getting flustered. You huff in agitation and face away from Jotaro, his grasp on your jaw releasing.

"Just let me go, I don't understand why you like me so much! There are so many other chicks that would love to be forced to stay with you. let me go!" You whine, trying to break your wrists off Jotaro's grasp.

Jotaro lets out a small hum and watches your futile struggle. "Stop your whining, it's annoying." His grip on your wrists tightens, and you wince, then looking at him.

He looks up and then back at you "Why do I like you?" He says, then smiles, chuckling. "What's there not to like?" He says, tilting his head slightly, still smiling. "You're everything I've wanted, although, there is one thing..." He looks to the side, his smile fading. "You keep playing hard to get, it's so... agitating! Why can't you just love me?? " he looks back at you. He looked more annoyed than mad though.

'What a baby... I bet he's only upset because he's never been denied like this. God I wish I had his ego so I could tell him how selfish he is. He probably had everything handed to him since birth. '

This was probably the only time you heard him yell at you with actual meaning to it.

He grits his teeth before sighing. His eyes soften and he softly frowns. "Why can't you just love me? That jackass can't give you even a fraction of what I could. You're breaking my heart, you know that? I'm hurt. You're hurting me. You are such a selfish bitch." He states, his eyebrows furrowing.

You blink. 'What is this? Is this jackass seriously trying to make me feel bad?' You frown, looking away from him, slightly squinting your eyes in slight disgust. "I'm selfish..? You kidnapped me! You expect me to be okay staying in a house all day with a man I barely know claiming that he loves me?" You look back at Jotaro, your eyebrows furrowed.

Jotaro slightly widens his eyes at your small outburst. "Well-" You cut him off. " Jotaro, you may be attractive but that means absolutely nothing to me, you could give me all the money in the world and I wouldn't love you! You are not who I love Jotaro. I hate to break it to you but some people look beyond those things." You state, then biting your lip. You couldn't help but feel a little scared of how he might respond.

He gives you a wide toothy grin, then started laughing "Why-...Ha..." He takes a deep breath, his laughing stopped but is now replaced with a smile on his face. He uses his free hand to squish your face, you try to break his grasp by moving your head around but he manages to hold you still.

"That." Was all he said. "Wh-What?" You blink, feeling yourself start to burn up. Why was he laughing? Did you say something weird? "You don't care about those things, that's one of the many reasons I want you Y/n. I know you won't use me for money, and you won't want me solely for my looks. " He states, still smiling.

'Won't?'

"What?" You say, your eyes were wide. He lets go of you, your wrists, and your face. You hold your wrists, looking down at them, then back up at Jotaro who was still smiling. "You never answered my question." He says, closing his eyes and sighing, his face going back to a poker one.

"What does that short bitch have that I don't?" He says, raising an eyebrow. You blink. "I-uh well..." You swallow, you could feel yourself getting red again. 'Why do I have to think about this? Oh god, he's smiling again that cocky bastard!'

You face away from Jotaro and cross your arms. "Well, he doesn't guilt trip me! And...And uhm... " You bite your lip, you knew that dick was smiling at you, you didn't have to look. "I-I actually know him!" You say. "Neither of those are an actual answer sweetie. Also, when did I ever guilt trip you?" He says, chuckling. "Also, you do know me.." He says, you look over at him. You noticed him starting to take a step towards you, you quickly back away from him, but after a few steps your back is sadly met with the window that you were trying to escape out of.

You look behind you then back at him. "Get away from me! I don't uh...I don't wanna be near you right now!" You say, avoiding eye contact with the bastard and balling your fists. You squeeze your eyes shut. You could feel him getting closer to you. "Oh...There is also another thing that I don't really like about you... you have horrible taste in men. " He chuckles.

You lowly open your eyes, looking up at him. 'This is so embarrassing... I mean... I guess when I really think about it... my boyfriend is a little boring, there's not really much about him- no...I shouldn't think that way...' "Well, He doesn't try to force me to love him!" You let out, your voice slightly cracking. "Still not exactly an answer. " He says, he put his hand under your jaw, pushing up, causing you to look at him. You only frown in defeat, looking up at him.

That look on his face, his stupid smirk...why did you feel so flustered??

"Just accept it, you're mine now. You can forget all about that basic bastard." He says. 'Wait... is his face getting closer to yours or are you just tweaking?? No...is he... he would never!'

Your eyes widen, his lips meet yours, his hands pin against the wall on each side of you. You freeze, tensing up, not moving a muscle. 'Why..why can't I move? What...what is this feeling? I need to push him away- but...' You close your eyes, setting your hands on Jotaro's chest, gripping his black sweater.

'what if...I just...'

You feel his tongue slide against your lips, you open your mouth slightly. You feel his wet muscle enter your mouth. You let out a small squeak. You feel his tongue explore your mouth.

'Just...'

You start kissing him back, your tongues intertwining. You feel him chuckle into the kiss. You could taste the nicotine in his mouth. You can't believe you're actually letting him do this. You feel so hot. His hands find themselves on your waist, squeezing you slightly.

You let out a small squeak. You find your hands trailing his chest... 'He's so...muscled...' Then your hands go higher, finding themselves around Jotaro's neck. His tongue just feels so nice against yours, he's such a rough kisser.

'Why am I letting him do this? Why am I...oh god...it just...it feels so right...It's..it's making me feel...oh god I'm so horny.'

Your hands go up to his head, your hands grip his hair. It's probably been years since you've had sex. But you're not sure if that's exactly where you want things to go to right now. You could feel your eyes get slightly teary, you felt so flustered and nervous.

Jotaro's hands go lower, oh god he's grabbing your ass. His hands go lower; to your thighs. 'What is he doi-'

He breaks the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting your mouths. You feel him grabbing your thighs pushing you up. In one swift motion you find yourself in Jotaro's arms, your hands now around his neck. "Ah," You let out, looking down, then at Jotaro.

You both just look at each other for a moment, your expression very different from his. You blink. "I didn't know you liked me so much..." He says, smiling again. "I-...." You didn't know what to say, you look away from him, you couldn't bear to look him in the eyes. "You're so red Y/n." He says chuckling. "Do I make you nervous?"

'Why does he have to be so bold...'

You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. He turns around, walking towards his bed. Conveniently you were in his bedroom. "W-wait wh-what are you-" You start but getting cut off. "Shhh, shut up." He says. For some reason you complied. He finally makes it to the white sheet-ed king sized bed, pushing you off of him and onto the mattress. You sit up, blinking at him.

This was just moving all too fast.

He gets on the bed, sitting on his knees in front of you, looking at you. He takes off his sweater and tossing it to the floor. 'Oh god he's even hotter without it- wait what the hell am I thinking I need to get out of here...But...I just kinda...don't...want to? What is wrong with me!'

Your heart was beating so fast. If you could get any more red and nervous you would, his toned abs and muscular form as well as his happy trail was almost too much for you. "I knew you'd finally come around princess..." He says only above a whisper. You slightly shook your head, your eyes wide as you watched him. He started crawling closer to you, you quickly closed your legs. "W-Wait, I-uh, Jotaro I don't really know if I-"

"Oh c'mon, you seriously don't want this?" He says raising his eyebrows, a hand landing on your knee. "It'll feel good I promise. You won't be leaving this room till your cum is all over my cock.." He says, his eyes narrowing at your form, looking you up and down. Your eyes widen at his choice of words, he's so vulgar sometimes.

You bite your lip, then looking away from Jotaro. You slowly open your legs. "That's my girl, now look at me, don't look away from me, I wanna see your face when I fuck you like the stupid little bitch you are. Oh, and don't even think I forgot about you trying to leave." He says, pointing a finger at you before getting in between your legs.

You look to the side then back at Jotaro. "S-Sorry..." You say in a whisper. You can't believe you're actually apologizing to him for that. He smiles, grabbing your tights, pulling them down. "Hm? What'd you say?" He says. 'That cocky bastard!' "N-Nothing...Never mind..."

He slides your pants all the way off, throwing them to the side. "God your panties are so soaked. You're that wet just from me kissing you, tsk, such a slut." He says as if he wasn't rock hard right now. You look to the side. "No no, keep your eyes on me, princess. Stop making me repeat myself." He says. You look back at him.

Your eyes widen once more, feeling his thumb on your pussy, rubbing your clothed clit. Your breath hitched. You then adjusted yourself, laying down. You start to wonder if your boyfriend would have been able to make you feel this good.

'No... it'd be much different...'

You were finally calming down, you didn't feel as embarrassed as you were before, and those feelings were replaced with new ones. You felt so vulnerable under Jotaro's touch, but.. it wasn't enough, you wanted more, you wanted him.

"J-Jotaro..." Oh god there it was again, you felt yourself get hot. "What?" His voice made you break out of the small trance you were in for a moment. "I- ah...I uhm, could you well, I...oh my god..." You wanted to tell him that you wanted him right now, but oh god were you in bliss.

"Hm?" That sound, his voice, was almost hypnotizing. You shook your head slightly, "Jotaro...Ah...Please, I-I want you..." You manage to say. His thumb stopped and he just looked at you for a moment before smiling. "You'll have to be a little more specific.." He says lightly chuckling. You furrow your eyebrows frowning but then sighing. You gulp.

"P-Please...uhm" You bite your lip, looking to the wall then back at him. "Could y-you... you... you really are a prick you know that? J-Just fuck me already.." You whine. Jotaro only chuckles in response. "Okay." He says.

You couldn't help but feel a little excited when you saw him start to undo his belt. You could see his bulge. Even though you haven't seen his cock yet, you could tell he was big from the size of the tent in his pants. Jotaro tosses his belt to the side, then focuses his attention on you.

He grabs a hold of your panties, pulling them off and tossing them to the side as well. He lets out a whistle. "God you're dripping." He says. He pulls his pants down, taking them off. He then pulls his cock out of his fly. Your eyes widen at the sight before you.

Calling Jotaro big would be an understatement. You swallow, watching as Jotaro slowly stroked himself. It seemed the carpet did match the drapes, you always thought his hair was dyed. Your eyes kept going back and fourth from his dick to face.

Jotaro takes off his boxers and set them aside. "Like what you see?"

You only looked at him with wide eyes.

His hands move to your body, caressing your clothed waist before moving upwards and squeezing your tits.

You were only wearing a tan top.

"No bra?" Jotaro says, his fingers circling your now hardened nipples.

He moves his hands down t the hem of your shirt. "Here, sit up for a sec."

You oblige.

He then lifts up your shirt, taking it off and tossing it away.

You go to lay back but you freeze for a sec, feeling his hands on your ass. "I want you on my lap." He states bluntly.

You blink. "O-Oh...Ok.." You say. Hesitantly moving yourself to his lap. You tried not to be squished against him but he pulled you in. Your hands moved to his chest. You could feel his dick against your pelvis. You only look up at Jotaro with wide eyes and a flushed face, he looked like he was in some sorta trance. His hands slide up and down your back, soothingly.

He closes his eyes and brings you in for a kiss; You reciprocate and your lips meet his. You squeeze your eyes tight shut. You wrap your arms around his neck. He was being much more passionate then before.

'His lips are so soft...'

You turn your head, deepening the kiss and sliding your tongue into Jotaro's mouth. Jotaro lets out a small groan, his tongue entangling with yours.

You were so wet. You were pretty sure you got your arousal fluid on his dick.

(You did, and he was loving it more than a kid at mcdonalds)

You feel him quickly jerk his hips up. You gasp through your nose, and your eyes open for a second. You continue kissing Jotaro, whining at him.

Jotaro breaks the kiss, a string of saliva connected your mouths.

You both look at each other with half lidded eyes.

"Lay down..." He says only above a whisper.

You oblige him and scoot off his lap, then laying down and spreading out your legs for him.

He then, in a swift motion, moves himself on top of you. His hands on either side of you. You gasped at the sudden action. He put his head on the crook of your neck, kissing and licking the area. You couldn't believe this was actually about to happen.

You feel him guide his tip to your entrance, sliding his dick across your slit.

"Look at you...I love you so much.." Jotaro mutters. You could only make some of what he had said out.

You felt him slowly ease into your entrance, going slow in hopes of not making you too uncomfortable.

Jotaro lets out a shaky breath, pushing himself fully inside you.

Neither of you had done anything that exhausting yet, but you were both panting like dogs.

He stayed there in that spot, heavily breathing against your neck and taking in this moment.

It was so quiet, but so loud at the same time.

You could hear his and your heartbeat.

You felt so warm and hot inside.

You shakily move your hands to around his neck, lightly petting the ends of his hair. You could feel him shiver against you.

Jotaro pulls his head back, just enough to look at you.

"You ready?"

You slowly nod letting out a "Mhm"

He pulls out, then quickly shoving himself back in. Your eyes widen and you let out a short gasp. You wrap your legs around him as he continued thrusting himself in and out of you at a rapid pace.

"J-Jotaro...I ah..J- hgnnnn..." You whine. His dick filled you so perfectly, it hit all the right spots. You couldn't help but arch your back, the way he hit your g-spot; it just felt to good.

Your eyes grow teary, you felt this buzz-y like feeling all over your body. You only look up at Jotaro. Even though everything was moving quickly you could still make out Jotaro's expression. His eyebrows furrowed and mouth agape. His eyes held such an infatuated look.

How embarrassing, you felt yourself already start to reach your limit. It really had been a long time huh?

You let let out short moans as Jotaro continued.

Just when you thought it wouldn't be possible, he started going even quicker.

His thrusts started to seem more desperate as he got quicker.

The only sounds that could be heard were both of your moans and groans, his balls slapping against you, and the creaking of the bed.

Was...was he also getting close?

You hoped so; you weren't sure how much more of this you could take before you'd burst.

"Y-Y/n-! I love you...!" He groaned out.

He puts his head in the crook of you neck, continuing his godly speed of fucking you.

You were twitching everywhere, you felt a very hot wave flow over you. Your eyes were getting teary. You could feel where your pelvis area tighten up. What is this feeling?

'Am I about to...!'

You twist your head away from Jotaro, Pushing down on Jotaro, pulling him in closer to you. "A-Ahh...I-... Jot-a...hgnnn ~ ..." You couldn't make out words. Your legs wrap around him even tighter. You felt your whole body tense up. Your whole body was tingling with pleasure.

You notice Jotaro had stopped, He was gripping the sheets, his dick still very much deep inside you. If you had to guess why, you'd say he had just came.

You finally come down from your high. Your legs drop and so do your hands.

He relaxes himself, laying down on you. Damn that motherfucker weighs a lot.

"J-Jotaro..?"

"Hm..?" He grunts.

"I can't breathe."

[funkii-fox]

Drider! Hazmada x Miner! Reader- Rose of Flesh and Blood

For Halloween 👻 loosely inspired by a Drider! Chrollo x reader fic by ramwrites (i forgot what she changed her name to but ik she changed her name. I keep forgetting bc she will always be ramwrites to me)

Also!!! I already drew drider Hazamada about a year ago; i LOVE the concept but no one cares!! hazamada is a spider to me!!! Please look at it so u can know what I’m describing!

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It’s hard work in the mines. Hours upon hours of you and your coworkers smashing precious rock with only rusty iron hammers and pickaxes. A new dribble of sweat slides down your forehead with every echoing clang of metal on rock, only to be wiped away by the back of your debris-covered glove. Heavy breathing of you and your fellow miners bounces off the walls of the cave, sometimes giving the illusion that there’s something else breathing in the darkness. There are often odd noises that sound as if something is tapping on the rocks of the deepest parts of the cave. A faint tap tap tap that you barely pick up in the cacophony of heavy breathing and rock smashing. All of your coworkers are seasoned miners, and they tell you not to worry. “Probably just some critters or the Earth’s breathing. Rocks and stuff settling, ya know?” one of them answered, “‘though, no one really knows. We just know that whatever it is, it’s not gonna kill us.” This answer does not comfort you, but there’s no reason to press the issue. Whatever it is won’t kill us, right?

The only lights in the place are the two lanterns for the entire group that cast everyone and everything in an orange glow. The aged wooden structures of the mine bathed in sickly pale orange, contrasting the deep sienna brown of the cave rock. Dramatic shadows dance about chaotically due to the flicker of the lantern’s flame. Sometimes in the corner of your eye, you see a shadow among the shadows that stands out. It’s a long, thin black void inside the already dark shadows. This shadow moves too calmly, if at all, as if it was made by an intelligent creature that doesn’t want to be caught. Just as you turn your head to confirm your suspicions, it’s gone, as if it never existed. Even as you frantically point the lantern in the direction, there’s nothing to see but normal cave. Like it was just a trick of the light or your own sleep deprived imagination, but you know it wasn’t. You know there’s something in the shadows, but it won’t kill you, right?

You desperately wish to quit this job; no amount of money can compensate for the awful time in the mines. It takes such a toll on your body; shoulders and arms feel like they’ll slough off after every day. The energy spent on mining will never be replenished in only the few hours of nightly rest allowed; After what feels like 3 minutes of letting yourself relax, the sun’s already up and it’s time to go back in the mines. There is always the looming threat of a sudden disaster such as collapsing walls or miasma; as well as the thing that lurks in the shadows. Even if it won’t kill you, it’s still disturbing. All of these grievances are pushed to the back of your mind, because you need money to make ends meet and the last option available had to be the mines.

•┈••✦ 🌹 ✦••┈•

It’s a chilly, overcast day outside. This type of weather always makes you tired and depressed, but there’s no time off to waste the day in bed. You stand and stare at the place, thinking. Today was the dreaded day that you would be introduced to the deeper parts of the mine. There had been a naturally occurring cave discovered somewhere along the path. It was being explored by cartographers, knights, and special miners as your crew excavated resources from the shallows of the mine. Walking into the mine with a small selection of your coworkers, a gut feeling tells you to turn back; You can’t just do that, so you just try to brush it off as you enter the maw. “It’s been scouted by the king’s knights! We’ll be fine, surely…” you try to comfort yourself, but it doesn’t quite get rid of the unease in your gut.

After you pass the familiar areas, it seems like the same environment loops for forever. Barely stable wooden beams support the cave in evenly spaced intervals that disrupt the dark brown rock. Never ending footsteps and clinking of gear overshadow the soft groaning of the walls. The shadows seem to get impossibly darker and darker the further you go; they encroach upon you and your group, like a wolf waiting to pounce on a rabbit. There’s nowhere to hide from this crushing environment, no way to just stop and breathe: just keep going forward until you get there. After that, go through the same hell while getting back. And everyday after that, you will go through this hell. Over and over and over and over again until you eventually die in a cave accident.

Some change in the environment pulls you away from your deprecating thoughts; it has become dead quiet. The only sounds are your footsteps and ruffling of gear. The ominous cave sounds were eerie, but it’s even worse without the ambience. Caves should sound odd, shouldn’t they? It doesn’t even echo, now that you think about it. It makes you shiver. You’re about to mention it when something sparkly catches your eye.

webs.

Centimeters thick, shiny silver webs line the walls. It was a few strings here and there at first, but soon the walls are encased in webs so much that you can’t see the rock behind it. No spider you know can have such thick webs; this has to be from a drider. “What?! No one ever said anything about driders…” the leader of the group said with a halt to his steps, “we’re not even close to where we need to be!” “Maybe she came before we got here, but after they explored,” your coworker chimes in. “That, or we’re lost. Seems more like we’re lost, since I don’t know how a single drider species that could cover so much ground in such a short amount of time,” the leader adds while analyzing the map again, trying to figure out where they are. No matter how much he looks though, he can’t find out where they took a wrong turn. “I thought there were just going to be a few webs, but this is clearly the wrong way. We’re basically walking right into the beast’s mouth,” he adds.

While your coworkers try to figure out a new plan, you’re freaking out on the inside. Drider: that’s what you saw in the shadows. It makes sense. You think back at all the times you saw her slender legs accidentally get into view of the lantern’s light. Thin limbs tap tapping on the rock of the hidden parts of the cave as she crawled. She disappeared so quickly because she’s a fast and agile creature that can crawl with enough grace to not break a web; she could kill us all in a second, if we don’t hurry out of here. On cue, a pebble falls from the ceiling and makes a small tap as it hits the floor right in front of your boots. Against your best judgment, you carefully look up and thats when you lay eyes on it.

Speak of the devil: A few lean, black legs curl out of view of the lantern’s light, a faint, sickening tap tap as it settles in a new position on the rock. All composure leaves you through a shriek that echoes off the walls of the cave, probably all the way back to the entrance. Your coworkers are immediately alerted. “Y/n!!!! What’s wrong!?” The leader comes towards you and holds you by the shoulders in an attempt to comfort you, but all you can do is raise a shaky finger and point towards the ceiling. The other coworker, holding the lantern, holds it up to reveal the monster. Both of them gasp when they see it.

He- you noticed he’s a male due to the lack of breasts- is scrunched up in a crevasse overhead. It’s not well lit because the lantern’s light doesn’t go too far above, but pale exoskeleton is the first thing you see. This platinum white fades into orange, brown, and eventually black at the very tips of the body. Spikes litter the dorsal sides of his body; three long, symmetrical white spikes poke out of his spindly black hair. His face scrunches up due to the radiant light shining in his two main eyes and the six smaller ones; it was so blinding that one of his four hands went up to shield his eyes.

You’ve seen enough. You jolt the way you’ve come from, even out of the range of the light. The other two quickly follow, allowing you to see where you’re going. Quick succession of tap tapping on rock and the clacking of his exoskeleton above as he hunts your group. Your lungs burn because of inhaled debris, all the mucous in your throat and mouth dry. Legs throb from the over exertion and feel like they might buckle beneath you. Despite all, you don’t dare slow down or stop in fear of becoming drider meal, but when you hear a scream behind you you’re forced to.

The leader has been grabbed by the drider. He howls and squirms, but it’s no match for the monster’s hold. Thinking quickly, you raise your pickaxe to rip the beast off of your leader, but the creature grabs and throws it with one of his many arms, a clang as it lands on the floor. Before you can even try to look for it, the creature drags him into the darkness above. His lower legs and shoes are still in the lantern’s light, kicking back and forth for any type of advantage. Blood curdling shrieks echo throughout the cave. Suddenly, all noises cease; his howling replaced by the sickening sound of flesh being ripped off. The pungent odor of iron fills the area. Your heart sinks as he goes limp, blood menacingly slides down his body and taps onto the floor below. Snapping out of your shocked daze, you grab your only remaining coworker by the shoulder and sprint away. You tremble and try to rid yourself of the guilt of not being able to help the leader; “it couldn’t be helped,” you repeat to yourself. It doesn’t soothe the pang in your heart every time you replay the scene in your mind, but there’s no time to sulk; we need to get out of here.

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Eventually, you two find yourselves far away enough from the drider to be able to catch your breaths. It doesn’t seem like he followed as there was no tapping, and hopefully he was satisfied with having only the leader as a meal. You become disgusted with yourself that you thought that, but it is genuine; hopefully you and your other coworker will come out fine. “It couldn’t be helped,” you repeat to yourself. In order for you to not end up like him, for his sacrifice to not be in vain, you will not let your guard down; your coworker routinely raises the lantern to see if the drider is there.

These caves are long and convoluted, and neither of you have a clue which way to go. The map got lost in the process; either the leader still had it in his hand as he was eaten, or it’s on the floor back at the area where the drider was. Either way, you’re not going back to get it. We could get through without it, right? “Eventually, we will run out of places we’ve been to, right?” Your coworker asks, and all you can do is nod and hope God is merciful. While wandering aimlessly and foolishly hoping the exit will just magically appear in front of you, you realize there’s probably a female somewhere around here. That would explain why there’s so many webs and how they got there so fast; they made a nest together. The male is plenty giant compared to a human, you can only imagine what his mate looks like. Not just that, but you imagine the female is hungry and filled with fertilized eggs. The thought of a hundred baby driders makes you shudder.

It was looking like you would be set free; maybe God did hear your prayers this time. Webs had thinned out and the ambience, though eerie, returned. You smiled with relief, “finally! It must be over!” You started to walk a little faster with a cute pep in your step, eager to get back home and never step foot in a mine ever again. “I’m definitely quitting after this,” you joke to your coworker, and you share a hearty laugh with him. “Ay, cheers!” He says, pretending to clink a beer with you. Things are looking up. The leader’s death will not be in vain; we will get out! You confidently take a left turn at a forked path, swearing that it looked familiar, and that’s when your heart sinks, dreams shattered:

walls caked in webs.

Your coworker stands there, trying to deny it, yet it’s staring him right in the eyes. “We’ve just gone in a giant circle,” you say with a pathetic tremble to your voice. Your lips quiver and the overwhelming urge to sob your eyes out overcomes you. Dropping to your knees, you pray to God to lead the way out. The two of you probably should’ve asked for God’s help sooner, but it’s better late than never. The drider and/or his mate are probably close, neither of you know where you’re going, the candle fuel is running out, neither of you have any supplies because they were abandoned in the mess, you already violently lost a friend, and you’re back at square one. Your coworker lets you pray and sob quietly while he tries to think of a way out. He has more experience, surely he can figure something out. Carefully walking towards you, he puts a comforting hand on your shoulder. “Hey, we can look for the map now, at least.” You look up at him with weeping eyes, and he smiles, trying to lighten the mood. “We aren’t completely hopeless. We must trust in God’s plan,” he reassures. You nod and get on your feet, too overwhelmed to speak. Once you’ve gotten yourself together, your coworker dips the lantern down to the floor, and there’s a trail of blood soaked webs that leads deeper in the cave. Hopefully, it will even lead to the map. Hopefully it is God’s plan. Hopefully your prayers will be heard.

Hopefully.

Eventually, a familiar clang of metal and rock hits your ears. It’s faint at first, but as you go on it gets louder. You thought that it was the other miners near the entrance; somehow your wandering had lead you there. You look at your coworker, and he smiles gently. Maybe our prayers were heard. Maybe it was God’s plan. You’re still a little skeptical, how would you have gotten to the entrance? Could there be a secret passage that you didn’t know about? Eventually, a rusty iron pickaxe swings into view, then into the darkness with another clang. Both you and your coworker are amazed, and run towards it with relief... yet something is amiss.

It’s the leader… he��s mining away at rock that’s been exposed via torn webs. But something is off… did he not die back there? Why would he not turn around? Surely, he’s heard you two walking over and seen the light of the lantern. Not just that, why is he mining? Shouldn’t he be focused on getting out? How is he mining without light? I guess you could blindly hit the wall, but it would seem very useless. Why is he mining in such an odd way? Like every downstroke tugs his arms.

That’s when you notice small glimmers around him that shine with every movement he makes. Strings relax with every downstroke of the pickaxe, and straighten out with every lift of his arms. It’s not him moving himself; it’s the gravity of his arms falling and the drider puppeteering his body like a damned doll that creates the movement.

You both come to this conclusion too late. Your leader falls backwards onto the floor with a loud thud, clearly dead. His face is just barely in the lantern’s light, harsh shadows paint his face: smeared blood obscures his true skin color, eyes locked wide in horror, jaw slack with tongue lolling out of his mouth. Both of you shriek and scramble off.

Excessive tapping from above imply the drider is in hot pursuit. You try to keep your composure, “we’ll get through this. We have to.” It’s all shattered when your coworker yelps from getting yanked back violently, the lantern falling and the small flame vanishing in the process. The room went pitch black immediately. Panic sets in as you have no idea where to run. You feel so hopeless, yet in an attempt to survive, you reach your hands out to find the walls, but the cave is too wide to find it easily. “Finally,” the drider speaks for the first time as he crawls towards you, menacing tapping getting closer and closer. His 8 glowing golden eyes pierce your soul. You run in the opposite direction, yet to no avail as you run straight into the sticky webbed wall. “That light was blinding me,” he says, his voice right behind you, breath tickling your neck. You yelp as you feel his arms wrap around your torso. “Humans really can’t see anything in the dark, huh? You’re running around like a mouse in a field.” You can hear a smile in his quiet, breathy voice, as if he was making a little joke. You feel yourself being lifted into the air, primal terror filling you. “NOOO. PLEASE DON’T!” You don’t even know what to do but squirm in his hard, cold arms. His lower set of hands grab onto your calves and upper set of hands grab onto your upper arms. His pedipalps hold onto your hips to support your body, and now you’re thoroughly trapped. “Calm down,” He tells you in an unamused tone as he crawls onto the ceiling, turning you upside down in the process. You shout for God, your coworker, the leader, your mom, anyone to save you, but nothing happens.

“He’s out cold. No one’s here but you and me,” he says sadistically. Dread sets in and you cry hysterically while babbling teared laced nonsense. You’re trapped, and you always have been the second you stepped in the cave today. When you walked into the mine for the first time. When you agreed to become a miner. You were better off being a chancre ridden whore on the street and selling your hair. You wish you did; then you wouldn’t be this drider’s dinner. At least you would be able to see your family and friends one last time.

A slow, painful death of driders biting into you until you lose enough blood to pass out and die. You think about the smell of blood earlier when the leader died, and how it would tenfold when you get eaten. The sound of ripping of flesh from your bones and disgusting squelching as they chew their meal. You’ll die like a dog, just like the leader. The thought makes you release an ear piercing screech, and that’s when the drider has had enough. He bites your neck and holds you still as you try to squirm away one last time. You feel hot, burning venom enter your bloodstream through your jugular vein. This hot venom goes straight to your heart, blossoms into your lungs, and blooms throughout your body. Immediately, you physically can’t move anymore, and your thoughts drift off from you. The reason for fighting fades away and you accept this fate. “At least I’ll be at peace,” is your last coherent thought. You still try to think, but it’s all word salad of all the various grievances of working at this Godforsaken place. Something along the lines of “work, sleep, money, rest.” Your mind goes completely hazy, and everything slips away. At least you’re at peace now.

But you’re not at peace. That wasn’t the end.

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Your eyes snap open and heart races when you hear a loud wail of pain. The first thing you notice is that there are light sources; straight lavender lines and yellow dots move around in the dark while mint green curves stay stagnant. It was beautiful, but didn’t make much sense to you until your memory came back to you; his eyes were yellow. You can see his full body due to bioluminescence; the skin below his exoskeleton glows lavender while strands of webs around the room have a soft, low green glow. Things near the light sources are visible; you can finally look at his face clearly. In your dazed state, your thoughts wandered a bit. “His face would be a handsome face if only it belonged to a human rather than a beast.” Then you noticed what he’s looking at; a soft purple glow is casted on your poor coworker. He’s stuck to the wall, and that’s when you’re hit with the reality of what’s happening.

Your coworker had blood streaming down his face, the color looking more like black in the green and purple light. The drider is mumbling something incomprehensible, perhaps something in his language. Whatever it is, it sounds very upset. This is reinforced when he lifts a clawed hand and shoves two fingers in his left eye and rips it out, a grotesque noise of his muscle fibers being snapped. He shrieks again as adrenaline courses through your veins. The odor of iron hits your nose and it makes you want to vomit. A million questions run amok in your mind. “What’s he doing? Don’t driders simply eat their prey? Why is he torturing him? Where is his mate? Did we upset him and his mate? Is the same thing going to happen to me?”

You start to tremble as the scene unfolds; you can’t just sit here and watch your coworker get tortured, but what else can you do? Getting antsy, you just need to do something other than sit and wait to die. “Well, if he’s already going to kill me after him, there’s no point in trying to preserve myself,” you think with adrenaline poisoning your blood. The decision is final; you will go attack the monster with your bare hands. At the very least you tried to save your coworker and yourself, even if the odds against you are high.

You get up, and immediately, his glowing eyes dart over to you. There’s a pause: both sides waiting for the other to strike. “Oh? Do you think you can run away?” The drider spits metaphorical venom at you with a smile, “you’re deep in my den, there’s no way you can escape. You humans can’t see anything in mild darkness. Even if you could run fast enough to evade me, I can feel your heavy human footsteps on my webs. You’re helpless; now sit down and behave while I prepare dinner.” You stay standing for a while, trying to calculate your next move. He turns back to his task of mauling your coworker alive. There’s no way to sneak around him or anything because of the webs; the only thing you can do is charge right at him.

You run at him as fast as possible with your fists poised for a blow to his face. “Leave him alone, you hellish monster!” You yell. Obviously, he dodges easily, but you anticipated than and corrected your aim and go for his face again and manage to land a blow on his nose, the part of his face that stuck out the most. His eyes went wide, but it was a more out of surprise rather than pain. It hurt you a lot more than him, and it was obvious. It felt like you punched a wall! You cradled your wounded hand in the good one; oh, how you regretted that. He was looking quite amused at you. “Did you know that driders have hard outer skin? It’s the drider equivalent of bones,” he said very sarcastically. You backed off a little, trying to think of a way out of this. He also went back to his task at hand; clearly, you’re no threat. The throbbing ache in your hand was getting deeper and deeper, so much so that you hissed through your teeth to alleviate the pain. He must’ve misinterpreted the hiss though, because he didn’t miss a beat in punching you in the face, hard. Blood that isn’t your own splatter all over you, a little bit even falling into your mouth giving a strong irony taste. You immediately fell to the ground. In the back of your mind you worried that you would get brain damage from the blow, but thankfully, or perhaps unthankfully, the web below somewhat cushioned your fall.

The drider was forced to let go of your coworker and grab you fully, his bloody, slimy hands practically clawing into your shoulders. In your pain-dazed state, you think back to how the leader grabbed you by the shoulders earlier. How gentle his hold was in addition to his concerned expression and voice, a stark contrast to the drider literally breaking both of your humeri bones. The searing pain in your arms snaps you back to the present, and you writhe like a pathetic worm. His body towering over your small form, stringy long hair falling on your face. All his eyes narrowed in anger. “I don’t think you understand,” he practically hisses while showing his fangs, which also glowed yellow, “I do all the work. I hunt, I prepare food, I protect us. Your only job is to be obedient. Your only job is to serve me. You belong to me now.” You’re not listening to him: mostly focusing on the unbearable pain in your arms and how you’re probably going to die. He picks you up by the broken arms, the aching now feeling like you’re being burnt alive. You can’t help but groan and weakly struggle. “Now, I don’t feel like preparing food anymore. You’re going to starve. Have fun.” You barely process his words. He takes you to another room and weaves you into the floor; limbs hooked under the web below. With no more energy left inside you, you accept your fate. The last thing you see before closing your eyes is his handsome drider face staring daggers into you. “Maybe you’ll behave when you wake up,” is the last thing you hear before your consciousness drifts away.

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Tbh i hate this ending but we roll with the punches

[trashcan-caliber]

Yandere bruno makes me sick sometimes

Like reading about him from other peoples perspectives scares me— they’re not wrong though.

I could see him as a family man giving you a one way ticket to pregnancy. I could also see him as a little stunted in the romance department. But don’t get me wrong— hopeless romantic all the way. Especially if he’s obsessed with you.

Sitting at the far side of Libbeccio’s, there’s a stifling quiet that seems to encase the both of you.

“I’m sorry bucciarrati but I can’t return those feelings—“

“Forget it.” A stiff smile is etched into Bruno’s face. You definitely can’t forget what just happened or how he’s clutching the fabric of his pants in a white-knuckled grip. The intensity of his glare glues me in place, my body going rigid as he stands from his seat and slowly pushes his chair in.

“I wish you could see things my way.” Confused I ask him what he means by that but I’m silenced when he quickens his pace and gets down on one knee.

‘There’s no damn way he’s gonna—‘ it’s too late as he’s already saying the words loud and proud.

“Marry me.” My eyes go wide and suddenly I’m acutely aware of all the eyes on us. He didn’t have a ring or anything at all in his hand, but they still believed him. I now see what he’s doing. Whether I say yes or no doesn’t matter. Everyone is going to assume that we’re together. He truly is a cunning man.

I shake in my seat, eyes all on me. They all expect me to say yes and no one sees it, but Bruno has already won.

Authors note: this is so dumb

[erato481]

We're writing a Bruno x mermaid reader and Bruno is very much OBSESSED with reader. So I wonder about how Yandere Bruno x mermaid reader would look like.

I feel like he would be kinda manipulative about it, trying to make the reader not notice his obsession. He would probably give her a pool, or even move to the house by the sea if he doesn't already live in one. He would let her go swim in the sea later, when he knows he trusts her not to swim away and abandon him, but only as far as he can see her. If he saved her and that's how they met he could probably convince her that it's too dangerous to go far without him.

And when he comes home he would sit in a pool, holding her in his lap while relaxing.

He will keep her from the eyes of people, deeming them too dangerous. You never know what people would do if they found out she is a mermaid. But from time to time he would bring her things from the outside world such as flowers and jewelry to show her his world and keep her happy and obedient in his lap.

[dippindotsdio]

Pink in the Night

A part of some nonsensical yandere Josuke I've had written for a while. This has been in my drafts for too long...

Gender neutral reader. Obsessive (and probably ooc) Josuke.

~☆

Josuke's feelings were blossoming for you with every passing day and every moment you were in his presence (which was basically 24/7 now). He feared if he didn't confess soon, his heart would crack, and like a breaking dam all his love would spill out. He was worried about scaring you away but deep down he knew you'd stay with him. He's all you have after all.

That night he gave you his confession, and his heart, whether you wanted it or not.

"I'm in love with you, I've loved you so much ever since we were kids and these feelings- these feelings just keep growing and growing and growing. I can't take it anymore, the longer I hide my love for you, the more I feel like I'll die. All I can ever think about is you and how much you mean to me. My heart beats for you and only you." He spoke in such a soft but stern way. Your hands were intertwined and he looked deep within your eyes as he poured his heart out to you. It felt like he was staring at your very soul and you got a taste of the overwhelming, sickly sweet feelings he held for you. His violet eyes were so intense and dark, you felt like the longer you gazed into them you'd begin to drown in all that love.

Nonetheless his confession made your heart flutter. The skin on your face had warmed and you swallowed nervously. You'd been friends this long and he'd already been crossing the boundaries of a normal friendship, why not accept his feelings? Even if you weren’t sure what you felt was love, you still liked him to some extent.

"I like you too..."

He pulled you into a bear hug and buried his face into your shoulder, making you freeze at the sudden intense contact.

"I'm so happy...you have no idea how happy you've made me right now.." he mumbled into your shoulder. "I love you so much, [y/n]."

All you could do was stand there and hug him back. His words brought a small smile to your face and once again you couldn't help the quickening pace of your heartbeat.

You didn't understand why he gave you all his attention and love but the way his arms were wrapped around you so tightly, oh it made you feel so loved... He made you feel things you've never experienced before and you loved it. All the sweet little things he'd say to you, and only you, they gave you the sweetest butterflies. He gave you all the affection no one else could ever give to you, and you thrived in it.

Josuke finally let you go after what felt like forever but gave you a look like he still has something he wanted. He breaks eye contact and his lips turn up into an awkward smile. You can't help but smile back as you wondered what was up with him.

"You're so pretty, y'know? Sometimes when I look at you, I just wanna kiss every inch of your face and see that smile of yours."

~☆

[I finally posted the full version which you can find here if you liked this bit!]

[dakumoon-00000]

❤️‍🔥😩🥵🔥👺👀

[thornybubbles]

My sister sent me this through Discord

My sister sent this to me today in reference to a scene from "Growing Obsession", my JJBA fanfic in which yandere Jotaro's case of Hanahaki Disease gets waaaaaaay out of hand.

"from 0:16-0:21 Joseph going into Jotaro's room be like:"

[ravenzeppeli]

The Yandere Chronicles Pt. 3 |Yandere Melone x Reader Fluff|

     "Your stupid ex-boyfriend.. how dare he lay a finger on you. He beat you, so I let baby face beat him to death. Nobody will ever hurt you, I can't let them." Melone shook his head, slowly walking towards you as his blue-green eyes flashed concern. "He didn't deserve you. Nobody deserves you. I don't either, but I do want you to be with you. I can protect you even though you are fully capable of protecting yourself." A smile appeared on his lips, one that was non threatening.

     You tilted your head to the side as you looked at your dead exes body. He was lying face down on the floor, blood as red as a ripe cherry coating the sidewalk, still running down. Your black eye was almost healed, and the bruises were fading, but the mental scars weren't.. until you say him dead at your very feet. He's dead.. he can't hit you anymore. He's dead.. you're free.

     Melone having a crush on you was obvious to you. The purple-haired man always had his eyes on you when he thought that no one would notice, but you noticed. You noticed him, and you wanted to pursue him, but you couldn't escape the viscous cycle of fully escaping your abusive ex. You always went back to him out of fear and pure obedience, but that was no more. Did Melone know that you were struggling to break free?

     "You did this for me?" You questioned, your heart feeling full at the gesture. Despite you having a powerful stand, you could never bring yourself to end his life even though he deserved it. You've killed so many people, but you just couldn't kill him. Nobody had ever done anything like this for you.. you were so touched. Murder with meaning is a way to an assassins heart, and he definitely just grasped hold of your heart.

      "I would do anything for you, and I would never dare to raise a harsh hand to you. You don't deserve to be hit. You deserve to be loved and cherished. I would love and cherish you," he said softly, reaching you. His thin but muscular arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you close as he gently kissed the fading bruise under your eye. "How dare he strike you.. how dare he even breathe the same air as you." His tone was lethal, it sending a chill down spine.

    "Do you want to be my boyfriend? Like.. exclusively? I want to be with you, Melone," you told him, your mind about him instantly made it. He was the man for you.. he was the man that you were going to spend the rest of your life with.

     His eyes practically lit up, "I would love to be your boyfriend. I'm going to be so good to you. You deserve so much. If anyone hurts you.. I promise you that they will die a death more brutal than that sorry bastards. Let someone else bruise up this perfect body.. I'll make them regret being born." He looked down at you, towering over you only ever so slightly.

     You lived a lonely life, having nobody to protect you from all of the evils in the world. To connect with someone and to feel as if you are the most important person in the world to them.. you've never felt that before, but as you look in Melone's soft blue-green eyes as he looks down at you like you are his entire universe, you feel full. You also believe that you could feel the exact same way as him, that you could grow to not just simply love him but to be in love with him.

      Melone is the type of guy that is perfect to settle down and start a family with - your true chance at happiness. Your heart feels so full.. so full as you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him close until his face is inches away from yours. "I've been so lonely.. he never loved me fully. I've always wanted to be loved by someone, for someone to pick me and only me," you said, tears filling your eyes as you thought about the times that you've been cheated on and treated like scrap metal to be thrown aside like nothing.. it hurt.

     "I pick you and only you. My eyes are only for you as is my entire body. You're the only person that I need aside from our group, and I'm sure you feel the exact same way as me. We're similar in so many ways.. so compatible." His eyes dropped down to your lips, his tongue licking over his lips. "I've wanted to kiss your soft lips for so long.. can I kiss you?"

      "Kiss me, and I promise you that you'll never have to ask to kiss me again, I'll just be all yours," you promised him. You would promise your entire heart and soul to him if he asked you too, you would do anything for him just as he had proved that he would do anything for you.

      His eyes slightly widened, his lips pressing against yours as he kissed you softly, dipping you slightly as he kept a grip on your back. He wasn't going to let you fall. He was always going to catch you.. you were certain about that. As he kissed you so tenderly, you knew that you were never going to be harmed by Melone. You would never flinch away from his touch because you thought he would hit you because he just wouldn't.

      You kissed him back, letting your fingers entangle in his long purple hair, his stringy hair felt as if it was made out of silk. He was so perfect.. and he was all yours. When he finally pulled away, you kissed his cheek, pulling away as a smile appeared on your face. You finally felt like you could smile again, now that you were safe.

      "Would you like to spend the night with me? We don't have to do anything sexual if you don't want, we can just cuddle and you can wear one of my shirts. You would look cute wearing my shirt.. it would be so big on you. Adorable," he practically cooed, his grip on you staying firm. "Just your company makes me happy, I want you around for you."

     "Let's get out of here and take a shower together, see where the night takes us," You ran your fingers through his soft hair, entranced at how soft it was. "Can I wash your hair? You have such pretty hair." You've always thought that Melone had beautiful hair and a beautiful face. And a beautiful body. And a beautiful personality.

    A faint shade of pink appeared on his cheeks, a shy smile appearing on his lips. "Yes.. yes. I would love that. Let's hurry up and head to my place. I live a few blocks away." He scooped you into his arms, carrying you bridal style out of the dark alleyway, throwing a lighter on your ex as he walked by his dead corpse.

     You looked back, staring at the flames that consumed his body. You let a smile creep up on your lips, your hand reaching to caress your boyfriends warm cheek. As the fire left your vision, your smile stayed, your eyes yet again resting on Melone's. You felt at home.

[sl33paholics]

Josuke Higashikata Dating / Relationship Headcanons!

(He's so baby lowkey)

Song: Always Forever by Cults

How does he realize that he's in love?

He always finds himself fumbling and stumbling over his words whenever talking to you. Josuke always tries to keep his conversations between you two as SHORT as possible.

He cheeses up whenever your name is mentioned. A huge smile appears on his face, teeth showing and everything. Josuke experiences the butterflies! His heart races so fast, and he's red to the ears. Josuke even tries to get his friends to stop talking about you around him, gets him all jumpy and scared.

Josuke often finds himself daydreaming. Whenever it's so hot Josuke can't focus, or the lesson is too long and boring, he can imagine himself sitting next to you. Just goofing around, passing notes, and cracking jokes. It's only until his teacher slams on his desk to make him snap out of it.

The lovestruck boy feels a longing and yearning for your presence whenever you're not around. If you gotta get to your classes, he'd watch you disappear within the crowd as he wished for you to stay a bit longer.

Without a doubt this man would be jealous as FUCK whenever you're around other people than HIM. Josuke could chuckle and giggle around you and the other person, but as soon as you leave he can't help but have the urge to punch the wall.

What would Josuke do in his private time with his partner?

I can see Josuke enjoying quiet time. He's so energetic around his friends and at school, just being with you throughout the night, watching movies, or talking to each other in general. The boy loves the peace and intimacy together.

Playing video games can be a big factor. Competitive video games always get Josuke pumped and in the mood to overthrow you in any way possible. Just don't be surprised when his mom walks in and shouts at you two to be quiet 🤭

Swapping out and exchanging music tastes. Josuke is going to fein over showing you music like Prince (since it's his favorite artist) the two of you would be listening to people such as David Bowie, Whitney Houston, Jimi Hendrix, Stevie Wonder, and many more all evening.

Cooking together. This. Boy. Can. Not. Cook. For. Shit. Josuke is always relying on you for assistance on whatever meal he wants to make, but he's not embarrassed to learn from his partner to improve on his own skills in the kitchen 🧑‍🍳

Most importantly, CUDDLING. Oh, how much Josuke loves to be intimate with you while watching TV before lights out. He craves physical touch, so expect to be in his arms all night.

Does he see having a future with you? Where would your relationship take y'all?

I can see Josuke being so head over heels for you. I mean, you're his first ever serious relationship. The boy is only 16. Only time would tell what could happen as the years go on.

Despite being very popular at school, he's sticking to the loyal code. As if Josuke wasn't already overwhelmed by the girls huddling around him beforehand, now he's confident to shoo them away and show you off. Intentional or not.

It would be nice to celebrate anniversaries. Josuke has always been infatuated on surprising you on the day with gifts! Maybe not expensive ass gifts, but possible handmade that he did with his mom 🥰 or jewelry that he can afford (if he can learn how to save up 🙄)

His mother hounds Josuke about his relationship, but not in a bad way. Tomoko wants the best for his son (and lowkey doesn't want him to end up like Joseph), so she's heavily involved in what you two do. Sure, it's very annoying, but Josuke knows his mother doesn't mean any harm.

Josuke can see himself years down the line having a family with you. He's really that lovestruck and delulu, so you have to remind him that you guys are only teens and don't know what life has for the both of y'all at the end of the tunnel.

Josuke just really loves you <3

[bleedingreverie]

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[outcasting101]

JoJo Bizarre Adventure x Pokémon "Angel, Darling"

What if your from the Jojo Universe when you suddenly transport in a world of Pokémon.

Your stand similar to Josuke called "Angel Kiss", what makes this stand special it can not only rewind the object or person sick but it can make them invisible for 1 minutes, the downside of it - it can do it one person at a time never more than that.

It a long range stand ability, a support one too infact, so being a one o one battle isnt really your thing. You rather avoid violence, too much hasstle you prefer...face to face really...fist in a face.

Anyway due to the curse or a blessing your couldn't tell finding other stand user is quite entertaining playing of each other ability to do thing no human being can only dream off. Thought it really depend on the user outlook in life, you only met a few occasion rotten battle, the other one fresh out of the pick.

Oh yeah I forgot to mention, you work for the Speedwagon Foundation investigating a rising report of stand user with a particular small slip of golden arrow by a user no older than 12.

It was a game of cat and mouse; game of tag; game of hide and seek. The report told him a stand that is visible to the naked eye. A special case you thought.

You face them off, with a animalistic stand, it red fur covered it all with black strip, a fire coming out of it mouth and you don't wanna mention. Anyway you face off with your stand one hand pointing otu the boy while the other a phone calling in report.

Your opponent startles by it only letting out a star-shaped much smaller stand no longer than an ankle. It surprises you that your face shown visible both in amazement and wariness. Can it be for a person to have two stand.

Before the feeling of tiredness peak at your eyelids before you know it you fell into a deep sleep.

You find yourself feeling sniff tickling your face before you get up your chest from a bunch of - colorful critter run away from the bush and forest, some stay at a distance curious at your presence with a no sense of fear what so ever what going on.

You stand up the closest cliff your stand our ready for any attack, you mouth agape seeing all type of biome closely come to each other. A thing fly in a speed of light, you see it violet no maybe was it scarlet color reflecting on the sunlight radiant. You disbelief felt short before it came craching down to a bed of sand by the sea, you see one firrure coming along another figure with a banage aroudn their arm.

The thing lay there on the crash sight, your tried to go off the cliff to go help them....

The rest is up to you my reader and entertainer~

I got this idea, I love Pokémon, I love Jojo why not combine them both with a hint of yandere hidden within this disaster recipe.

[pleasedonteatmedemon]

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