#yandere jjba x you

[spicyicetea]

Just my luck that I'd mention the poll saying one thing and it suddenly changing. I've decided that I'm going to go off of what the poll says as I'm writing chapter 1. Currently its caught between having no powers and being able to take peoples powers when they've been defeated. I'm going to go off of the idea that she can take powers from someone once they're dead, but the power is weakened. For example, she could take a dead mans stand but it would be nowhere near as strong as it was with the original user. I hope this makes all parties happy, yall still get your horny yanderes don't worry.

You were always ours

JJBA various!Yandere x reader

MDNI with this story it will contain NSFW themes and behaviour, you are responsible for the content you consume. TW!Blood/Mentions of Sexual assault/Y/N degrades herself due to past abusive relationship.

prologue/(Chapter 1)/Next part

With a groan and your head rocking against the cold stone beneath, you lifted yourself up. The left side of your head and hair were wet, having been soaking in the puddle you awoke in. Everying still hurts, head spinning in a nauseating way. What had just happened? Where were you? Your hands were covered in light scratches, stinging as your fingers flexed to gain your bearings. The last thing you remembered was… yes that thing grabbing you and your eye.

“Thank god you're awake! Y/N are you alright?” Eliana knelt beside you, cradling her own arm.

Blood ran down her fingers and dripped into the puddle, a rather large gash in her upper arm. In her other hand was a what looked like a letter opener, bloodied and chipped. Her hair was a knotted mess as she grabbed your face and tilted it left and right, inspecting the bruises from the harsh ground. She pause, starring at your eye with an odd intensity.

“Holy shit, no way, that looks the exact same as their birthmark. A star but not perfect, slightly warped… oh no… is that why we're here? Is this England?”

“Eliana, what are talking about-” She harshly turned your head to look at your reflection in the water, and as she stated, one of your pupils was now a strange looking star.

“So that wasn't a dream… I did see my eye right in our dorm. Wait does that mean that purple thing was real too?”

“Purple thing?”

“Yeah, there was this man who grabbed me from behind when i tried to help you after you passed out, but his body was purple…”

“No way… that was-”

“What are two little ladies like you doing out here in the middle of the night. Didn't think girlies like you were prostitutes.”

A man grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking you up to stand on the tips of your toes. You hissed in pain as he held your hair tightly, his other hand grabbing the neck of your shirt. His friend just stood behind Eliana grabbing her arms as she went to punch him.

“Woah there pretty girl, you'll get your turn once we're done with your friend here.” They laughed, fear shooting up your neck, feeling the bile rising in your throat.

“Get off of her you bastard,” Eliana thrashed, biting the mans arm.

Despite how much you wanted to scream and gouge this fuckers eyes out, you couldn't move. It had been a year since your ex had been chased off by Eliana, but it seemed he still haunted you. The echoes of his hands against your bruised skin, nails digging into you neck as he squeezed as hard as he could. Why? To punish you of course. You had spilt cola all down his shirt and you had to be taught a lesson. Always misbehaving, you couldn't do anything right. Maybe he's still watching you… maybe you deserved this. It was impossible to see with your vision obscured with tears, just letting yourself go limp as your legs became cold due to your trousers falling to your ankles. Just like him… you can just play dead and he'll get bored.

“What are you doing? That's no way to treat a lady!”

Your bare legs hit the ground as your ears rang, barely keeping you conscious. A pair of hands grabbed your shoulders as someone pulled you to your feet, helping fix your clothes. As the ringing stopped, new voices stood out from the general ambience, helping bring you out of your trance.

“Is she going to be alright? Poor thing, no true gentleman would even think of touching a woman like that. Such a fair maiden as well…”

“She'll be fine, it isn't the first time… sorry that's not my information to divulge…” Eliana said, her face coming into focus as she wiped tears from your cheeks with a handkerchief.

“Not the first? Blimey… good thing Jonathan and I got here when we did. Ah her eyes, hey are you feeling better?”

You looked over the three people in front of you, Eliana handing a handkerchief to a blue haired man. To his right was a blond man, the one who was just speaking, his eyes scanning over your face attentively. Swallowing down the feeling of anxiety as much as possible, you nodded and he smiled, turning to his friend to get his attention. His friend turned to you with a soft smile, handing you the handkerchief motioning to bellow your nose. You touch your upper lip and notice the small amount of blood stuck to it, you must have bitten your lip in the struggle.

“Ah thank you…” Your eyes scanned the cloth he had handed you, reading the name on it. “Jonathan Joestar. Thank you Jonathan, genuinely thank you so much.” Tears bubbled up in your eyes as you stepped forward, your shaky legs giving way as you face plant into his chest. He gasped before grabbing your shoulder, his other hand raising your head by your chin to make sure you hadn't hurt yourself. It was like the world went silent, his eyes staring into your own. His thumb rubbed over your bottom lip as his pupils dialated, head cocking to the side before he jolted back. His friend had put a hand on his shoulder, muttering something before he gasped and let you go.

“Ah yes! I have to return to father! Thanks for reminding me Speedwagon, you should accompany me! After my father is given his antidote I'm sure he'd let you stay with us, you wouldn't have to worry about nasty men like that anymore. I'd keep you safe.”

“I… I cant accept that Jonathan, you've already done enough.”

“Nonsense! I can't leave a defenceless woman like yourself in such a dangerous area!”

“He's right, these streets aren't safe for a sweet woman like yourself, I should know.” Speedwagon added, him and Jonathan sharing a strange look before nodding and turning back to you.

“I'm flattered, I really am but I cant leave my friend behind-”

“Then she can come to, come on then keep up we don't have time to waste!” Jonathan picked you up by your hips, holding you bridal style in his arms and he ran from the alley.

“HEY WAIT UP” Eliana yelled, running after him and Speedwagon.

“I said you had to keep up!” Jonathan yelled back, smiling down at you.

There was something about that smile, so sweet and consuming. He was so… warm. Maybe he was right… having somewhere warm to sleep would be nice. So warm…

While resting your head against his chest your eyes slipped closed, falling asleep against him. You couldn’t see the way he smiled down and squeezed you tighter, just making you mumble in your sleep.

“So what are you going to do with my friend while you’re confronting Dio huh?” Eliana said, catching up finally.

“Wow, you’re faster than you look. I’ll do what I have to… wait, how do you know about Dio.”

“We overheard you talking earlier, mentioning him poisoning your father.”

Jonathan gave her a suspicious look, before turning his head back to your sleeping form, running a hand through your hair, despite the knots and wet half. Eliana observed his motions and her face contorted in concern. This isn’t how Jonathan is meant to be acting, we shouldn’t throw off the plot too much… but Y/N she doesn’t know… is he glaring at me? Eliana snapped out of her thoughts as her eyes met Jonathan’s again, caught in a harsh glare. His gaze soon softened as he put on a smile but it was too late.

“I can carry Y/N, she’s my friend after all.”

“Oh don’t worry, she’s perfectly happy with me, what was you name again?”

“Eliana.”

“Well Eliana, we’re at my home, I’d appreciate it if you waited outside with Speedwagon while I tend to my father. Y/N is staying with me.”

“What, no what if Dio-“

“I’ll handle Dio, now stay here, it’s not safe for you.” Jonathan left to go inside as Speedwagon put a hand on Eliana’s shoulder, stopping her from following.

“So that’s your name darling… Y/N… how pretty. Hmm, Y/N Joestar.” His eyes widen as you shift in your sleep, clinging to his shirt as he tightens his grip on you. “Oh you’re so precious.”

“What have you got there Jonathan? Already moved on from the last wench, or is she some…” the man paused staring down at you. Jonathan shifted you to his side, placing your body down by the door.

“Dio… keep your evil eyes off of her. Now, we have business to discuss!”

[tang3r1n]

chubby darling sitting and rambling abt anatomy and how insane the human body is, literally talking so animatedly while her obsessor is just sitting there like ‘oh i’m gonna fuck her so hard once she shuts the fuck up’

my picks; EREN, jean, erwin, ymir, PORCO (aot), aizawa, DABI, mature tomura, momo, katsuki(?), izuku, mr compress, spinner, HAWKS, miruko (mha), ushijima, IWAZUMI, KUROO, kageyama, tsukkishima, aone (haikyuu), GOJO FUCKING SATORU, toji, nanami(?), miguel, i rly wanna say megumi, maki, heian sukuna, TODO AOI, and fuck it inumaki too (jjk), ROANOA ZORO, robin, sanji, sir croc, FUCKING LAW HED GEEK W YOU, uhhh luffy, kidd, penguin, coby (op) WHITNEY, c.sydney, alex, avery(?? iffy), rrrrobin?? (dol), plus all ur favorites <3

[married-to-google-translater]

Yandere Jotaro Kujo with pregnant reader

Your "relationship" would already be quite long.

However, not far enough for Jotaro's Yandere features to be clear.

Because of this, a child might seem like a good idea.

However, Jotaro isn't going to hide his Yandere tendencies for long.

He would become really protective during your pregnancy.

Jotaro would have plenty of enemies who wouldn't hesitate to hurt you.

you would probably move to a completely new place together.

You could oppose the move, but Jotaro would be determined.

It would be completely pointless to argue with him about this.

Jotaro might get softer during pregnancy.

You really wouldn't get punished.

Maybe you could even go out with Jotaro.

When you were sleeping, Jotaro would love to pat your belly.

He wouldn't do it awake, though.

Secretly, Jotaro was afraid that you would reject him.

[divasae]

yandere male manipulator x reader

desc: manipulation, dubious consent, intoxication, sleazy best friend, male yandere, etc.

note: may or may not have realized that the beginning sounds like the start of an essay halfway through but it gets better later TRUST.

word count: 1.2k♡

We can often classify a typical “yandere” into two categories in both fiction and the real world. There’s the yandere that will unabashedly control your life as if they were a puppeteer, hoping the person they dote on will adjust to their needs. Well, there’s about a 50/50 chance this could work in favor of the yandere, depending on the person's mindset.

However, the success rate for the second type of yandere would arguably be significantly higher, due to the sneaky nature of this type of yandere. These are the type of yandere that will conceal their every move, while actively manipulating you to bring you closer to them. This manipulative behavior can stem from financially abusing you to even cutting off close relatives in your life who can see through their facade. 

The reason why their success rate is much higher is due to their skill in manipulating and gaslighting individuals, making them very conniving and shady. However, they tend to be charming as well, keeping a smile on their face while actively engaging in destructive activities that will tend to affect you. 

Unfortunately for you, this was the category a certain admirer of yours happened to fall into as well. He was a very close friend of yours, in fact! You were just such a naive person, practically letting just about anyone into your life, with no warning radars blaring off in your head. When he would place his hands on your shoulder, you wouldn’t even think anything of it! Well, a hand on your friend's shoulder is a pretty normal thing, is it not? What was not normal however was that leering gaze he had while looking at your body, as well as that roaming hand that seemed to be getting a bit too bold as it traveled further below your back. 

Indeed, he was quite a sloppy yandere, but it worked in his favor that you were just so unsuspecting, and so unaware of your surroundings. Well, fear not, he was here to protect you from the sleazy guys that eyed you (never mind him, that's different). However, he knew from the start that you weren’t going to fall into his arms just like that. You were so horrible to him really, giving the most unworthy men a chance, while completely sidelining him. It bruised his ego substantially, but he knew how to get you to come his way. 

You were just so stupid, it made the chase as easy as a cakewalk. All it took was a few drinks at a party for you to stumble into a room and get on top of him. It may seem underwhelming, when there was all that buildup about him being a manipulative yandere, only to do that. Well, he’s quite used to getting underestimated, but unfortunately for you, that was just the tip of the iceberg. 

As you dozed off while clinging onto him, he carefully took your hand off of him, to disappear into the night, leaving you to rest. He felt like a madman just leaving you there, after getting exactly what he had wanted. He wanted to ravish you over and over again so badly, but there was a process to everything, and he needed to stick to it.

When he woke up the next day, he immediately felt giddy all over, just calculating what exact moment he should call you. Once you had picked up his call, he listened to your sobs as you recounted last night, with no clue of who you had slept with. With no shame, he immediately began to say it would be all okay, and how he didn’t even have the slightest hunch, or else he would have stopped you. He consoled you with a sweet voice, saying he should have kept a more watchful eye on you, and that he’d never let it happen again. 

It was only natural for you to be so upset. Despite what it seemed, you were quite inexperienced and considered sleeping with someone to be a sacred act of love. It was so sappy honestly, it could give him a toothache. But he knew exactly how he could twist it to his own advantage. With that, like a wolf in sheep’s clothing, he cunningly consoled you for what he had caused. 

So you trusted him. You trusted the very guy that got the both of you drunk with the intention to sleep with you. They say that the shame would be on the trickster for tricking you once, but the next time they do it, the shame would be on you for being so gullible. Oh, it played out almost exactly how it did last time. However, you would be in for a sweet surprise once you went back to your own house. 

This time, he made sure to take snapshots of your body, littered with his love bites and grip marks at your waist. As he printed out the photos to leave at your doorstep, he laughed to himself as he thought of how you would react. To say you were terrified was an understatement. The very first thing you did was call your friend in tears, distressed about the nature of these pictures, as well as the person’s intentions. 

He consoled you even further, wiping your tears with his thumb and saying it would all be okay. Oh, if only you had taken a second to take in a good look at his face. He was saying one thing with his mouth, but his facial expressions were saying another thing entirely. He was in glee as you cried into his arms, a ghost of a smile tugging at his lips. 

Perhaps it was how he was there during your very worst, that made you start to see him in a different light. He was so caring, so engaged with your life, to the point where he would know exactly who in your social circle was not good for you. He even moved in with you when you felt paranoid, and comforted you in the wee hours of the night. 

Slowly, but surely, you did come his way. As he made you cut off absolute nuisances in your life that tried to get in his way of making you his, you began to depend on him much more than you used to. So, when he had finally made a move, you didn’t protest this time and simply let it happen. After all, he was the only person that genuinely wished the best for you, and would never take advantage of you. 

He previously thought that the best way to make you come to him was to entrap you in a cage like you would a bird. However, if you put a bird in a cage, it will always be intent on escaping, running the moment it can seize an opportunity to escape. However, if you clipped that same bird’s wings, it would never be able to escape. You would make it solely dependent on you, as it knows it could never survive without you. 

Genshin Impact - Ayato, Tartaglia, Kaeya

JJK - Gojo, Geto

JJBA - Dio

[sk3tch404]

i NEED to see ghiacchio next, please.....😭😭

You beg and you shall receive

I take hands half seriously 😁😋

The verbal abuse goes crazy but at least he won't give you frost bite the first couple of times!!

When you comply with your mentally unstable tsundere yandere but they're still not very nice with you (unsurpringly you're not the problem!! #survivalskills)

Tbh I had a bit of difficulty bc one, poses/canvas room 💀, two, Ghiaccio as a yandere is very scary due to his 0 to 100 anger. Getting yelled at by a murderous male assassin is actually terrifying irl and just to think about, so here's mildly tame Ghia + him being a meanie with his words as per usual :DD

No glasses ver beloww

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

Now i know that french people greet each other by kissing both of their cheeks, either just touching their cheeks together or straight up kissing each other's cheeks

Now, yandere stardust crusaders here. (Kakyoin, jotaro, joseph, avdol, aswell as polnareff)

I think polnareff will introduce these kind of greetings to reader, and now everytime reader sees polnareff they always have to kiss each other on the both of their cheek (50/50 that polnareff threatened/forces reader to do it lol)

I just know polnareff will use the excuse of it being only a greeting and nothing else to the others (other than to piss them off and make them jealous)

May we have a scenario or a headcanon about this please?, If you don't like it you ofc don't have to do it.

They will probably catch on and use the same greeting to reader, and now the whole group does it lol.

Take your time! ( Ily btw 💞💞)

Hey something I learned ages ago in a French class ages ago finally comes in handy! *this will probably be used in my fic later on too, I’ve had this concept in the back of my mind for a while* I figured a general answer would be nice though Did it matter he had to “twist” your arm a little to get you to do it?, Not in this man’s opinion as his heart swells with joy, from getting you to commit to an affectionate act from his country. So when you look at him all flustered he’s eating your reaction all up, and no he won’t let you live it down either. It was a first step to blossoming romance (at least in his head).

“Couldn’t you have just told me something about the food, or how people have casual conversation? This isn’t what I meant by an interesting cultural bit, Polnareff” You told him

“Oh but it is an interesting one, sharing affection is an important cultural aspect all over the world, and being French we do things a little differently” He gave you the widest, cheekiest grin that you’ve ever seen on his face. You had clumsily walked right into an opportunity for Polnareff to take advantage romantically.

“Next time you should be a little more specific” he winked

You had zero clue about the cheek/kiss thing, and honestly you should’ve been suspicious from the start. This was just the beginning of the insanity.

It ends up being worse when you and Polnareff go off to meet the rest of the crusaders for lunch. Taking a quick detour you went to the bathroom before meeting them all at the table Joseph spotted.

Of course Polnareff wasn’t sitting down, rather he was standing by his chair, leaning ever so slightly on the back of it. The others were sitting, but of course the twenty four year old decided to wave you over. There was the lingering thought in the back of your head to just turn around and march back to the hotel room. Though you resigned yourself to keep walking when you felt the pang of hunger arises from your stomach.

“Y/n you finally made it!” the Frenchman gestured you over

Your eyebrows furrowed as you broke the distance between the two of you, the male leaning closer as you felt the infamous warmth of contact on your cheeks, one after the other. Begrudgingly you did the same on return before the chair was slid out and you sat in it.

Immediately a chain reaction started,

“Polnareff, what the hell was that?” Joseph nearly slammed his fist down on the table.

“Right in front of us too, is this normal for you?” Kakyoin chimed in

You could see Jotaro was annoyed but not in the same fashion you were to your chagrin. He looked a bit…envious if that made any sense. Avdol on the other hand looked puzzled yet intrigued

Polnareff shrugged off their condemnation without hesitation. Oh he was enjoying this alright, getting technical first dibs at an affectionate action?

“Don’t worry, it’s just a little greeting we French do when meeting one another we care about” He said this nonchalantly

“I see, that’s completely unfamiliar to me, I haven’t spent much time in France so I never got to encounter such an interaction” Avdol piped up.

Oh you wanted to die right then and there, but you had to restrain yourself from clawing the table like a cat. There was an atmosphere you could feel slowly oppressing you, they were probably jealous. No, it was nearly certain they were based on their expressions. The French male was absolutely beaming with pride, and smugness to no one’s surprise.

“That sounds rather nice actually, not just a single peck on the cheek but both sides” Joseph pondered out loud. Of course he would like the sound of that.

“Can we please just order lunch?” You groaned

The whole debacle ended up sealing your doom with the other crusaders. All of them were interested in what you did with Polnareff, so whenever you met up with one or two of them (or even all of them) it was a disaster. When there was the smallest downtime you could possibly have, you did your best to dodge interaction when possible.

Yet there were times you had Jotaro nearby pointing to one of his cheeks, if he was wandering around where you were. Kakyoin managed to squeeze himself into wherever you were entertaining yourself at. Joseph you had to obviously rely on monetarily and boy did he play up the act when you needed to ask about something. Avdol himself mostly did his thing when he saw an opportunity (a risk) that you shouldn’t be alone.

Polnareff still has a goofy smile every time you did this while meeting up at meal times.

This was going to be a long trip…

[sl33paholics]

Hello, You really surprised me with how detailed you wrote about this fandom. This is something really wow.You are the third person I found on this Tumblr. If requests are still open, can I request about Jotaro, Polnareff and Josuke With a fem s/o reader who is very sexy but innocent and cute (like Bimbo) only she doesn't realize that many people like her. Please~ a little bit nsfw maybe ( It's up to you )

Love love from me to you

Keep Your Eyes In A Different Direction

The JoJos x bimbo!fem!reader

Characters include: Jotaro (p3), Polnareff (p3), and Josuke (p4)

Warning(s): slight nsfw (mentions of female body partz)

Josuke Higashikata

Sometimes, Josuke wonders how he ever bagged you.

I mean, look at you! Such a beautiful body, such a perfect ass. And those cheekbones…as if you were birthed to be the next top super-model in history. Those legs, though, are probably the most sinful things he's ever seen. And your skin…whenever touching it, it's smooth like silk.

It's difficult. It's difficult for Josuke to control the looming perverted eyes of his fellow male classmates at school and those drunk old-heads whenever you two are hanging out after school. It's hard not to think about what would happen if he could get you alone somewhere and take off all that gorgeous clothing. If he could lick the gloss from your lips and feel the softness of your skin beneath him. If he could kiss every inch of your body and feel every one of yours shudder with pleasure under his hands.

Josuke knows you have a reputation at school, just like him, so many admirers wanting to be your boyfriend or some other crazy shit like that. You're popular, and that makes you even more desirable. Even more of an object of desire. And yet, they couldn't. They boys know you two are together. A couple. Officially. But still, they can never bring themselves to do anything but stare at you while you walk across campus.

You're such a fucking tease. How dare you smile at every boy who looks at you in such a way? How could you possibly engage in conversation with boys whose obviously making moves on you and mistake it for a friendly interaction, only for Josuke to grab you by the wrist and pull you away. The worst part is that you don't see anything wrong with what the boys are constantly gawking and staring at you like a zoo animal, if he had the balls to do it, he would make-out in front of them to get his message across.

Although you may be a bit on the ditzy side, he still adores you. Josuke would do literally anything for you. Anything at all. Including getting caught up in some dumbass drama with the guys at school, trying to prove they won't get their hands on you, just so Josuke can get your attention.

Jotaro Kujo

You're his EVERYTHING.

After that long journey from Egypt, the man became a whole new person. As if he wasn't already before after being released from jail.

He needs your undivided attention all the time. Jotaro would never show any weakness in front of you or anybody for that matter, but for him to just squeeze you in an embrace when nobody was looking is something very intimate. Jotaro's just not like that with everyone else who can't handle your touch, but with you, he has nothing to hide. And it is so precious to see him open up, tell you everything about himself and everything. It's as if he's been holding it back since the start.

Jotaro wants to squeeze your big ole thighs every time he hugs you. He wants to bury his face in your neck and sighs happily into it. His hand reaches out to caress your cheek lovingly while his other arm wraps around your waist to pull you closer. Jotaro looks at you with a gaze as soft as the clouds. Hence, when returning to school, Jotaro has been more snappy than ever. Don't get it twisted. No one has DARED to ever approach you once it became known to everyone in the building that you and Jotaro were dating before sudden unfortunate events that had him away for days. He noticed that the boys suddenly got an ego boost. Everyone just assumed that the two of you "broke up" now those simps were getting all lovey dovey towards you.

Instead of telling them off, Jotaro was dumbfounded and reasonably upset when you would engage back with the boys with a teasing tone, a tone that you probably didn't know that was feeding into their egos. All it took for Jotaro was to stand behind you and look down at those boys with murderous intent before they would run off, scuttling like frightened rats.

Jotaro isn't too fond of showing PDA but he would definitely squeeze your ass to get how he's feeling about you to anyone point blank clear as day, and to remind you of your place when it comes to him.

It's no secret that Jotaro has a hard time expressing himself. With someone like yourself, you can easily understand that. You both have different personalities, so you might find yourself constantly struggling to make sense of what Jotaro wants. Jotaro's a complex guy, but he loves you anyway. Someone as pure and gorgeous like yourself, he's always going to protect you like his life depends on it.

Jean Pierre-Polnareff

The connection between you two is strong.

Considering the traumatic 50 day trip he had to endure, getting revenge on his sister, and being able to survive, you were like a new breath of fresh air that man even needed.

Both of you are romantic. Sexy. Outstandingly outgoing. As if it was fate that pulled you two together for you guys to meet in his home-country and begin a new relationship.

However, Jean noticed how much in the country of love, you weren't safe. No, there were just too many...unhinged men gawking at you whenever you guys went out. You would always enage back, because why not? You wouldn't want to look rude when someone is talking to you.

This irked Jean too much. Is this what it felt like to be jealous? To have people constantly hit on you? To ignore the fact that your partner is literally RIGHT THERE and still had the nerve to talk crazy? Oh, his poor heart and soul didn't like this venom feeling. Always expect Jean to make a whole scene just to embarass the guy and show him how annoying he really is and disturbing your evening with your precious boyfriend. He'd be talking about it all the way until the two of you get home.

Being intimate behind closed doors or in public doesn't concern this bubbly French man one bit! Jean loves to show you off to anyone and everyone in his presence, but he's very proud that he is the only person who gets to see you as you truly are: a caring, compassionate, beautiful woman. And yes, he'll do that again and again, just for the sake of showing that he loves you.

From the way he'll dress you up all nicely just to slowly and gently ruin you. How you can never tell what is going on in Jean's mind and how hard he works in every aspect of life just to prove to you that he will never treat you badly. That everything will turn out alright, because he is yours forever.

And those kisses that he's so desperate to give, Jean keeps asking you to give him so that he could feel better. Like they're some sort of therapy for his soul or something. The way the two of you would kiss for hours, with nothing else in between. How long it took for you both to calm down from the intensity of the passion and how his lips would always be covered in a layer of lipstick. It was adorable how embarrassed you are by these things. But also very sexy the way both of your stomachs would flutter with butterflies no matter how long the relationship lasted.

[ophelian-darling]

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞.

Yandere Diavolo x gn Reader.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Awakening in darkness, you witness a rough pleasure with no eyes by a devil.

TW(s): Kidnapping, Chaining, Blindfolding, Master/pet dynamic, Non-con, sexual content.

This is a NSFW piece, Minors/Ageless blogs DNI.

The demential voice within your mind echoed its morbose susurration, repeatedly and ad nauseam. for a second, you assumed that you were already dead , for you have never experienced such a frightening and swallowing obscurity that was similar to a one of a grave. Thankfully, the burning ache on your wrists alerted your nerves, reminding you that you were still alive, but not in the best wellbeing. 

Complying to your instincts , you did your best to move a muscle in your body - the pain was quick to rush through your limbs at your vain attempt to break free, forcing you to stop wriggling. 

a deep despair ate your heart : why are you like this and how did you end up like this ? a lot of questions bursted inside of your head and it only contributed to make your skull throb with an unendurable soreness . Even breathing was a struggle, you took every breath with a force, as if a heavy weight was placed on your chest .

most of your senses were almost shut down : your eyelids curtained your vision and nothing was visual,  except for that floating explosion on your irises . your skin was painfully restricted and burned by the familiar feeling of cool , hard Shackles ; tying your arms , waist , ankles and choking on your neck, preventing you from any lungful amount of air . The metallic taste on your tongue was unpleasant, the strong aroma of the red fluid fouling your nose and nauseating you .

Fair years of experience in battle and secret work taught you to rely on a single sense in critical situations. your listening was as sharp as a bat's and that sound of an approaching footsteps was unmistakably close. in a rush of thoughts, you came to a sole conclusion : you are currently kidnapped .

The heavy sound of the gate's clacking echoed through the cold air of the room as you tensed, heart drumming loudly to your ears and threatening to break your ribs . a step , then another and another... with each step you heard the louder your brain screams .

a sudden touch against your cheek made your skin crawl . Although it was gentle, you couldn't help the feeling of uneasiness and disquiet that dwelled in your abdomen .

It's only just begun.

The spiderlike, tickly digits floated on your skin and moved ponderously, eliciting a shiver from you at the soft sensation, yet in such a cruel way. the fingers stopped at your chin, pressed on it for a moment then tilted your head up with force . the back of your head bumped into the hard wall, adding more pang to your already abused body. 

The pathetic whimper that escaped your throat made your captor chuckle :a rich, deep and demoniac voice that paralyzed your brain . 

The aura of the figure in front of you was anything but natural. 

"I've waited too long to have you...My dearest pet" 

Before you could fully process the denotation of the appalling words, the hand that used to be gentle moments ago tore the veil on your eyes, exposing the upper half of your face to the chilly air, letting your eyelids uncover your orbs and catch the most horripilating image you've ever seen .

a sight of a globe of two lucific , emerald eyes that stared right into your soul. you've heard of many legends of Lilithian demons and lustful Incubi, however, you believed none of them until now . those odd eyes are not of a human , but a daeva's.

The man in front of you laughed at the pure terror your face showed, confusing you even more as you couldn't help but to stare in your weak position. 

"W-what are you ?" you managed to gain the rest of your mental strength to ask . His pink locks and dark lips finally had your attention when he smiled amusingly at you .

His palm moved from the side of your face to your neck, twitching his fingers teasingly before applying a suffocating pressure on your trachea as he spat "you'll come to know"

His hand left your throat, you didn't have the time to rejoice when his fingers ripped up the remaining cloth that warmed your body only a little , cutting from your chest and following the long tear to your thighs. the air stinged your exposed skin, causing goosebumps to rise and your nipples to perk . your face heated at the realization that you're now almost nude for this monster's pleasure .

Disgust, humiliation and shame for being a mere plaything .

"Aren't you just a pretty thing… so pure and frail " his eyes devoured you shamelessly, enjoying his power over you and how vulnerable your small form was against his stalwart, bigger one .

"My dear Doppio was right, you'd make a wonderful slave "

Your eyes widened : Doppio ?! Doppio Vinegar ?! the man that was your partner in the same squad ?! how could someone who's idiotically sweet have a relation to a creature that appears to be from the depths of hell ? you had an eerie feeling about him in the beginning, but you pushed it aside, convincing yourself that the sudden flash in his childish eyes wasn't more than a hallucination. 

What if he -

The train of perplexed thoughts crumbled when he smacked his lips against yours forcefully, aching your front teeth and biting on your lower lip, a drop of blood oozing as a result of the sadistic act of lust. The intensity in what was supposed to be a kiss added a certain pain that wasn't meant to ache, the feeling of your gum being compressed and your lips wounded was oddly pleasurable to your own disgust and surprise. the voice of reason within your brain was shouting at you to remain sober and realize how much this is sickening. 

Te withdrew suddenly, letting you regain the lost Oxygen from the previous kiss . you tried to calm yourself and take each breath with care so you wouldn't cause yourself any more damage but failed, feeling like drowning with your ears ringing and head tingling painfully , a colorful display that coated your vision dizzyingly.

The expression on his face was camouflaged due to your eyelids drooping over your eyes, you  only felt his ghostly hands wandering down to your chest , stopping for a second before squeezing hard at the area, enjoying how it squished under his large palms . you tried to move away but the force on your neck reminded you of your place in this maladive predator and prey play . you were only able to move your hips and curl up your toes .

"Don't misbehave, little one" he warned, displeased at your attempt to get away. However, you kept on moving as a response to your instincts and the harsh treatment your chest received. 

One of his hands was raised, delivering you a harsh slap across the face, causing your movement to cease and your cheek to burn . His voice and height, the way he spoke to you like a master conveyed his authority and his dislike of repeating orders twice … you recognized a commander from their aura and he was definitely one.

Noticing your obedience, his face twisted into a pleased, maniac expression as he cooed "Good...such an obedient pet" 

His light tone was far from comforting, the praise he uttered sickened you . his fingers felt like blades as they ran down to stomach, then leisurely to your hips ; fondling them. you shook at what was coming next .

He carried your smaller form effortlessly while your back was still sticking to the cold wall , cupping a handful of your buttocks, the chains now straining at your feet more but loosening up a bit on your wrists .

The sly digits of the devil played with the tissue of your underwear . Your captor had the clear intention of teasing you as he pulled it down, with patience and slowness, eagerly watching your facial features and how they contorted into a weak, helpless mien. 

You didn't dare kick or scream (more like too tired to do so) as your body is being violated, nor it seemed you could do anything . you've detached from your body once he let his hot length in, educing a sharp sting that traveled from the bottom to the top and rested in the back of your head , throbbing with even more spasm. 

Your brain was completely empty, your corpse was moving on its own as it jumped up and down to meet each sloppy thrust he gave to your entrance. 

your senses were submerging - alongside your body - in the surreal pleasure . 

Never in your life felt so restless under your own skin . there weren't any exact words in the world that can describe the shatter within - it's like being a puppet : sightly, silent and soulless.

During the rush of internal screams and violent thoughts, a single phrase surfaced : even if this ended, there's still more to come .

a sudden wave of warm tingling and complete relief washed over you, many polychromatic shadows dancing in your vision through a blur of tears. you've reached heaven for a second, then miserably fell back to earth. you recovered some of your realization and thinking when warmth exploded inside you, accompanied by a long, deep groan from the man beneath. 

You didn't dare move nor make a sound, you just waited for his next action. After all, you had a hope - no matter how unrealistic this hope is - of being pitied by him, to get out of here and never return, to move on with a wounded existence, better than being trapped with him till death. 

His eyes met yours, the light of them was stronger after his climax. He loosened the squeezing grip on your bottom, allowing your feet to touch the ground again with the same painful feeling of metal on your frail skin .

you panicked as his hands reached to the back of your head, expecting another ruthless act of pleasure , but au contraire , he unclasped the collar on your neck, finally letting you pant and take back the air to your lungs.

"You were good for your boss, I shall reward you now" 

All of it sunk in now : Doppio was the reason why you are here now, the possessed gleam in his irises was real, as real as this man in front of you - your boss…

your blood ran cold at the realization that you were violated by Passione's head, and what was more breaking that every faith you had for freedom. 

Your own release is in death. 

[bygiornogiovanna]

Having a soft side wasn't exactlyJotaro's thing. He never liked the idea of people thinking he had feelings. The only thing he let them see was his stoic face and his "bad" attitude.

He didn't want people to see his sensitive side. He hated showing that weak part of him. He thought it would be ironic for a man as buff and with an appearance as tough as his to be seen as soft.

Nobody knew that side of his. Not his friends, not his grandpa, not even his mom. It was concerning that he never cried. Not a single tear could be ever seen falling from his ocean-like eyes.

Well, at least everyone thought that he didn't cry. In fact, he did. But not in public. Jotaro clearly didn't like showing emotions where people could see him.

His emotions were always under control in public. And if it stayed that way, it would be perfect.

If nobody noticed his troubles, he was safe.

But then you appeared.

And everything changed.

You saw right through his mask and never hesitated to ask him...

"Is everything alright, Jojo?"

In that sweet, melodious even, voice of yours. But, to your dismay, the answer was always the same "Yeah", followed by his hat being pulled over his eyes.

He couldn't let you see his mask crumbling when you were around anymore. The fact that it happened so often during the past few weeks made him feel weird.

It was driving him mad.

You were driving him mad.

You, whose kindness he envied.

You, who was always the source of everyone's smile.

You, who deserved the entire world and even more.

You, who were meant to be his.

And Jotaro wasn't a man that gave up on his wishes at all.

You would be his. With everything that would take. So, the next time when that question would roll off your lips, you will be next to him.

And he will finally answer to it truthfully, because, in fact, if you were next to him, everything was alright.

[animeyanderelover]

Anon: Yandere Johnathan, Dio, Joseph, Caesar, Wammu, Jotaro, Josuke, Giorno and Jolyne Headcannons with a Female Tanjiro Reader? She’s kind, compassionate and fights to protect, save others and find a cure for her sister to turn her back into a human (She’s also a very hard working individual).

Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional behavior, clinginess, overprotective behavior, stalking, paranoia, manipulation, blackmail, guilt-tripping, gaslighting, isolation, abduction, death

To fit this theme better into the JoJo verse, darling’s sister is a vampire instead of a demon.

Tags: @simplydlightfuldestiny @flaming-vulpix

Darling is like Tanjiro

Jonathan Joestar

💍Given your brave and kind personality, it is no wonder that Jonathan falls head over heels for you. Both of you fight side by side as his adopted brother Dio starts plotting his evil schemes with the new powers given to him by the stone mask. Your sister was one of the many victims that was turned by him yet somehow she retained her control and her heart as Dio didn't take over her mind. Despite Zeppeli's caution and advice that he should free your sister of her suffering, Jonathan is moved to tears as he witnesses the determination and love you have for your younger sister, solely led by his emotions as he offers to help you. After all your sister is very tame despite having been turned into a monster by Dio and hides during the day in a box you crafted for her. Both of you are trained together by Zeppeli in Hamon and join forces in order to put a stop to Dio's craving for power and to find a cure to turn your sister back into a normal human again.

💍​One would think that Jonathan should know best about your talents as he has trained together with you yet he falls fast and he falls fast, leaving him with the constant taste of fear and worry lingering on his mind and in his heart. Whenever a battle ensues, he always tries to shield you and to protect you out of fear that you might get hurt. Whenever he loses sight of you, his heart drops as paranoia quickly takes hold of him. He suffers the loss of his father and eventually the loss of Zeppeli and all of it only enforces his growing obsession as even his teacher ultimately dies, proving in his mind that even with all of your strength you can still fall during this battle. As someone who was raised to be nothing but a gentleman, it is his desire to cherish and to protect you yet he seems to overlook that his noble gestures to protect you are received as an insult from your side as you think that he is underestimating your strength. Whenever you confront him about it though, he shies away from the conflict, hating the thought of arguing with his sweetheart.

💍​Instead whenever conflict arises between you two, he tries to appease you in whatever way he can. At this point it is painfully obvious how he feels for you and Jonathan isn't even trying to hide it from you. He wants to treat you well and he does exactly that. In his mind fate must have brought you too together as both of you met, struck with tragedy inflicted upon the two of you by Dio. Sometimes his obsessive thoughts plague him and the shame comes crushing down on his heart yet more often he is prone to those delusional phases where he thinks of your meeting as destiny. The young Joestar heir has already plans to ask you for your hand in marriage as soon as both of you have won against Dio. He initially plans to ask you after peace has returned but depending on how paranoid and desperate he gets, he might even ask you beforehand if you'd do him the honor of letting him be your husband. He promises that he will worship you and do everything in his power to protect you and your sister.

Joseph Joestar

🦾​Joseph, Caesar and you form a trio when the Pillar Men appear as you have your own motivation for fighting them. During the expedition that Speedwagon took due to the rumored existence of other Stone Masks your sister, who was part of the team that accompanied him, was transformed into a vampire and you reunite with her during your first encounter with Stroheim who kept her alongside with Speedwagon captive. You are quite different from Joseph who relies on his wits and runs away when he realises that his situation looks helpless whilst you always stand your ground to save even those who do not deserve it even if you are only inches away from death. Multiple times he has sworn to not help you if you were to get in another such tense situation yet he has never had the heart to abandon you, leaving him no choice but to return and trick his way somehow out of the danger. Joseph always wants to scold you after every stunt you pull yet you always thank him with such a sincere look on your face that he doesn't have the heart to do so.

🦾​You are sometimes really too good for your own good as well as his own good yet despite the differences between you two, Joseph finds himself growing very attached to you and he knows that. Although he tries to hide his growing feelings, to people like Caesar it is quite obvious that he has caught feelings for you. Whenever there is a fight, he seems much more willing to fight and show off somehow but only when you are watching. Not to mention that he has gotten more hostile towards Caesar as he knows that that man has to flirt with every young woman within his vicinity, including you. He comes up with the most random bullshit to annoy you two only to interfere as soon as he notices that Caesar tries to flirt with you or simply just makes soma gagging sounds to distract you from him. Caesar might as well see it as a challenge as he openly admits to Joseph that he doesn't think that he would make a good partner for you. From that day on Joseph comes up with the most ridiculous things to keep you occupied with him.

🦾​Whilst it may appear like a bit of a cheap method, the fact that Speedwagon is looking out for your sister whilst you are helping to hunt down the Pillar Men in search of a cure is something Joseph uses to his advantage. After all he is quite close with Speedwagon so he likes to brag about it if he gets the chance. Throughout the entire time you three spend together, he starts slowly resenting your determination to help others though. He wouldn't call himself inherently a bad guy but he is also not someone who would willingly risk his life for some random stranger. You are the complete opposite as you always want to save everyone, something that sometimes isn't possible. He doesn't want you to lay down your life for random people, as noble as some people may think that is. In his mind it is simply stupid so during fights he starts actively dragging you away when he realises that the threat is too much to handle. He wants to live and he wants you to live as well. It is as simple as that. You want to see your sister being turned back to a human again, right? You won't witness that if you're dead.

Caesar A. Zeppeli

🫧​Lisa Lisa sends you as reinforcement during the earliest confrontation with the Pillar Men and whilst Joseph is initially gawking at you and wonders what you plan to add to the team, Caesar quickly shuts him up and apologises to you. Joseph truly has no manners when it comes to treating a pretty lady, plus he has utmost trust in his teacher so he has confidence in you. From the very beginning Caesar always favors you and treats you very well, although it is to be expected. As you join in the fights though and he gets to see just how much kindess and compassion you hold in your soul, his feelings deepen more and more. He truly admires your willpower and your determination to help people in need even if those people have threatened you before. Joseph, shrewd despite his sometimes stupid decisions, obviously notices the feelings of his rivals and starts teasing him about it. He goes too far when he tells you that Caesar catches feelings easily for women, something that almost ends in a fight between those two if it wouldn't have been for you stopping them.

🫧​His disdain for Joseph grows after that. How dare he even suggest to you that his feelings aren't sincere? Caesar urges you to not believe anything Joseph has told you as he swears to you that his feelings are sincere. When you three return to the island owed by Lisa Lisa, Caesar finds out about your sister that his teacher has kept safe during your absence. Initially he is very alerted as he doesn't trust your sister. She could pose a threat and harm you after all, even if she is also a lady. He knows that you would never let him harm her though as even Lisa Lisa assures him that she is different from the rest. After his wariness fades away, he can't help but wonder why you have never told him about her existence though. Do you not trust him? He immediately seeks you out to ask you about what has happened in your past and presses on even as you hesitate for a moment. When you eventually decide to tell him your tragic past, his heart starts bleeding for you. You poor thing have gone through so much...

🫧​After he has been entrusted with your path, he only starts feeling more protective about you. You are a woman too pure for everything you had to endure and it is your outstanding kindness that has him growing slowly more paranoid. He has seen terrible people in his life, people who would abuse your compassion and earnest desire to save others. He could never forgive someone if someone would stomp on your kindness and he could never forgive himself if he were to let anything happen to you. Caesar starts sticking close to you from that moment on, always paranoid when he isn't near you and can protect you. Obviously you address his smothering overprotective antics but you only get a lovesick smile in return and a kiss on your knuckles as he murmurs that he could never allow anything to harm you. In his eyes you deserve the world and nothing less after all the pain you had to go through and he intends to give the world to you. He is truly in love with you and in his eyes it is normal to protect the lady he plans to make his wife and spend his life with.

Wammu

🌪️​You are there together with Joseph and Caesar when the Pillar Men awaken and even if Wammu is far above you when it comes to strength, you refuse to back down. Even if you stand no chance against him, you stand time and time up again and he can tell that you put your all into this battle. There is a drive behind your eyes, a determination that keeps you going even if you shouldn't be able to stand anymore. It is that fire in your eyes that has his heart skipping a few beats as he proudly proclaims you as someone truly brave and worthy and even expresses gratitude that he was able to meet someone like you as soon as he has awakened. He almost doesn't want to kill you and Joseph, who has caught wind of Wammu's fascination with you, uses that partially to convince Wammu to let him and the others live for now so that they can return stronger. Wammu takes the bait, especially because he is eager to see how much stronger you will be the next time he sees you. You have the potential and willpower after all.

🌪️​His thoughts always seem to be around you as he eagerly and almost impatiently waits for the time to come and Kars and Esidisi sense his troubled feelings. Kars just bluntly advises him to take you if he desires you but Wammu refuses to use such underhanded methods as he prides himself as a strong and honorable warrior. So he chooses to challenge you when you find your way to him again to save Caesar as the young man impulsively storms into their hideout. As soon as you see how heavily wounded Caesar is, you are instantly willing to sacrifice yourself to save him and that is when Wammu offers you a deal. If you duel him and win, he will not only let Caesar go but also give you the antidote in his lip ring, something Joseph needs if he wants to survive. If you lose, he is free to do what he wants with you. You take the offer without a doubt and put a magnificent battle, even if he ultimately bests you. Even as you are bleeding heavily, you refuse to give up though and out of respect he not only lets Caesar live but gives him the antidote but takes you with him as you still lost and you accept it without throwing a tantrum.

🌪️​He caters instantly to your wounds as soon as he has taken you with a gentleness you didn't expect from a Pillar Man. After he has bandaged all of your wounds he decides to ask you what it is that motivates you so greatly and why you were so determined to find his kind. Initially you look at him silently and just as he is about to assure you that you don't have to tell him, you decide to open up. You confess to him that your sister was turned into a vampire due to a Stone Mask and that you had heard that his kind had invented them and so you had hoped to find a cure for her. Hearing your motivation truly only manifests you as a noble and honorable human as a warm feeling of pride spreads in his chest. It is in that moment that he decides that he desires to have you as his partner, though he is aware that you two stay on different sides of this current battle. Yet he sincerely wishes to help you so he makes another suggestion. He will help you to heal your sister but in return he asks of you to stay by his side as his lover in the future and remain loyal to him and he promises in return to cherish and love you until the end of time.

Kujo Jotaro

🚬​You join the crusaders during their long and difficult travels to reach Egypt and DIO somewhere along the way. Your first encounter with them almost ends in a big fight when your sister escapes during the night and crosses paths with Jotaro who initially mistakes her as another minion of DIO. You arrive just in time and throw yourself in front of her, fully prepared to take all of Star Platinum's punches to protect your little sibling only for his Stand to stop in the last second. When the rest of the group arrives, you find yourself able to explain the situation you are in and since you have the same goal as everyone, you decide to join them with your own respective Stand. Jotaro clarifies to you from the very beginning though that if your sister should ever turn attack them and let her instincts get the better of her, he will have to get rid of her. You manage to hold his stern gaze though and reassure him that it won't happen as your sister is different from the others.

🚬​As all of you continue their journey, Jotaro learns to value you as a member of the team. You are strong and even your sister joins the fights when there is no sunlight around. Although he will openly admit that your very idealistic goals to protect everyone are at times quite exhausting and both of you have gotten into a few fights already. Jotaro has less problems sacrificing a few people if it can't be helped and reprimands you for your silly daydreams that you will always be able to save everyone only for you to get mad at him and call him heartless in return. What you don't seem to realise is that Jotaro's harshness and rude words are born out of a growing worry he feels for you the longer you are part of the Crusaders. He won't grieve random people he couldn't save in time but you are no random stranger to him. You are someone he has learnt to value and respect and he won't just watch as you throw yourself in danger over and over again to save someone who doesn't deserve it as you even express kindness to their opponents, though only after they have been beaten.

🚬​The tension only grows the closer you get to your destination and the more you are put through. Jotaro's obsession at this point has already gotten to the point of no return and he knows that yet he hides it, clueless on how to even act on those feelings. Although they do slip out in the very unpleasant shape of growing oppression and control he starts to keep on you. He has had enough with your antics by now to the point where he even tries to remove you from the scene to prevent you from trying to play hero again. Star Platinum, his Stand, has started acting on Jotaro's obsession as well and shows the feelings the man is trying to suppress much more openly. If you are within vicinity, it will suddenly grab you and pull you instinctively closer to it, much to Jotaro's slight embarrassment as he doesn't plan to tell you of his feelings. You won't be involved in theit final battle, he already knows that you would end up sacrificing yourself for someone else. Don't worry though, he will keep his promise and find a cure for your sister. He isn't as heartless as you claim him to be after all.

DIO

🕰️​He feels like he is seeing a ghost of someone in you he has despised so much to the point where he feels the need to eradicate even the ancestors of said person. That's right. There is a resemblance of Jonathan DIO sees in you and whether it is his own petty hatred or a dormant fear he holds against the only man who ever beat him, he perceives you as a threat. He wants you gone and all of his minions are begging him to let them take care of you yet you have caught his attention to the point where he wishes to take care of you himself. Yet one of his pawns would not listen to him and assaults you themselves nevertheless only to be beaten by you and your sister. DIO couldn't care less about their death but it is the report that a vampire fought by your side that catches his attention. He's the only one who creates vampires. How is it then that someone who should obey him is fighting side by side with you? It seems like he can't just simply kill you after all. Instead he orders his pawns to gather information about you and the vampire fighting by your side.

🕰️​It doesn't take long for his minions to find what he wants to know as they are more than eager to please him however they can. Apparently your sister was turned into a vampire by one of his pawns he can't even remember and you are searching for him to demand for a cure to turn your sister back into a human. That's his chance. DIO can barely suppress the diabolical grin on his face as he realises that he could probably break you by tormenting you by using your sister against you. If he can gain control over her and order her to attack you, he is sure that he can break you down. As soon as you reach his hideout, his minions ambush you and even though you put up a brave fight, ultimately you are captured. His presence frightens you, he can tell as much by the way your heart hammers inside your chest yet you refuse to let any of your fear show as you stare him right into his eyes as he gloats about your loss, already suggesting with an evil gron on his face what he plans to do now that he has you and your sister.

🕰️​Yet you are so stubborn and headstrong and so is your sister as he is unable to gain control of her nor can he break you. He has always taken what he has wanted yet strangely enough he doesn't find himself displeased. Instead he revels in your unwavering determination and your immunity to fall for his charm, something that has brought countless men and women to their knees. After all the harder something is to obtain, the sweeter the taste of victory will be. He finds himself desiring to break you and then to possess you and to achieve that, he commits truly horrible deeds all to trigger your mental breakdown. He may force himself sexually on your sister whilst forcing you to watch or the other way around, will blackmail and threaten you to expose your sister to the sunlight and so many other things that should tear you apart yet even through your greatest sorrow and grief, that spark in your eyes never disappears. It frightens him a bit, confuses him to why you don't give up. Why do you persist? Wouldn't it be easier for you to just drown in your misery? You really are special, aren't you?

Higashikata Josuke

💎​Josuke is hotheaded and enjoying his life and his youth. He is quite passionate about showing his feelings which is why he has no real way to cover up his growing infatuation with you as he quickly descends down the stairs of obsession. Above all it is your kind and compassionate attitude that has won him over and he greatly admires you for the strong and forgiving person that you are. You even complimented his hair when you met for the first timw which only added fuel to the inferno. Due to his openess to express his feelings though, Josuke has no lid on his emotions which means that he has no real way to control him. He isn't even attempting to control them in the first place and this has led him to be quite volatile depending on how he feels. Whether he is euphoric or enraged, he will act on those emotions. His infatuation has made him quite clingy which is why he often follows you around and always desires to be with you as his mood is otherwise quite grumpy which means that he is quite easily angered.

💎​Okuyasu calls him one night and informs him that he has seen a strange person sneaking inside your house as he just happened to pass by and instantly Josuke is alarmed. He ignores his mother's confused questions as he rushes to your house in the middle of the night and pounds against the door, his heart hammering against his chest in fear. When you don't answer, he instantly assumes the worst and Crazy Diamond quicly destroys your door only to instantly repair it. He looks fully prepared to murder the strange woman he finds in your house but you arrive just in time to stop him and his stand from attacking her. With no ther choice left but to tell him the truth, you tell him that the person is your sister and your tragic backstory about how she was turned into a vampire and how you are desperately searching for a cure. A part of Josuke reacts quite intrigued because whilst he knows about the existence of stands, he has never known about the existence of vampires, although he also expresses his concern about your safety.

💎​When he realises how much you wish to turn your sister back into a human, his heart instantly melts and he promises to help you however he can. It is his duty as your boyfriend to make his girlfriend happy after all. You do not quite know what he is talking about, although you obviously have noticed the obvious crush he has on you. What you don't know as of now is that Josuke has gone genuinely delusional with his love for you to the point where he already thinks that both of you share the same love for each other. Even if the situation isn't pleasant for you, he sees this as his chance to shine and to make you love him even more than you already do in his mind. He starts speculating pretty soon that perhaps his own Stand Crazy Diamond could be the solution to all of your problems and the idea that he can be your hero excites him as he rambles to you about his idea. He truly feels like you two were meant to meet because what are the chances that he would have the perfect solution to turn your sister back into a normal human.

Giorno Giovanna

🐞​You have joined the Mafia a while ago yet you have quickly risen through the ranks. You are earnest and hardworking and hate to let people down, always set on fulfilling the missions you are entrusted with. On the other hand it is also that the Don favors you that you have gained so much in such a short time and his feelings for you only seem to get stronger the longer he gets to know you. You are the kindest soul he has ever met as you do not tolerate the abuse of power by others and refuse to follow orders if they go against your own set of morales. You have gone even as far as to sometimes suggest to Giorno himself that he could do something to better the way of the Mafia and if you would have been anyone else, he wouldn't have tolerated it with a genuine smile and a promise to consider your advice. Giorno isn't oblivious to his feelings and he isn't surprised either that he fell for you as hard as you did. Your kindness and compassion resemble the rays of sunshine and he knows that he wants that warmth for himself.

🐞​You have never really elaborated on your private life even if he questioned you gently about it. You may be able to fool others but not Giorno who has dedicated so much time to observe you and memorise your every reaction and emotion you have shown around him. You are hiding something from him, something that burdens you. You deserve better than that and whilst he recognises that you probably don't wish to worry him as you probably assume that he is already busy enough with his duties as the Don, you don't seem to understand that he sees his duties in catering to your needs and every worry just as much. With connections throughout the entire country, very soon he finds out sacred information you never wanted him to know. He soothes you as soon as you figure out what he has done as you feel like he has broken your trust as he gently holds your trembling hands and promises you in a gentle tone that he only wishes to help you. He already knows everything but won't you tell him yourself?

🐞​He promises you to protect your sister and keep her identity hidden just as much as he promises you to find a cure for her. Even if he knows that he has partially broken your faith in him by invading your personal life and finding out something you don't want anything to know, he would lie if he would claim that he feels guilty. Instead he feels like he understands you even better now than he understood you before as he now knows more about your personal motives for joining Passione. Not only that but he is not above realising how much control he would hold over you by using your biggest weakness in form of your sister against you. It is quite a cheap move and he knows that yet he will do what he must do to protect you and to keep you for himself. He cares too much to lose you after all. He is genuine when he swears to you that he really plans to find a cure for your sister. You should be prepared though that he will demand something in return from you for his assistance and it'll most likely be the first step to make you his forever.

Cujoh Jolyne

🪢​Jolyne and you meet in Green Dolphin Street as both of you were labeled as criminals. She has been betrayed by her ex who decided to blame the accident and the death of the car accident on her and you have been locked away because you have a history of breaking into rich and important people's houses, although you have never stolen something. Unfortunately you were caught and had been unfortunate enough to get caught by an especially unpleasant couple who made sure to lock you away for good. Both of you recognise that neither one of you is a bad person though and you hit it off quite well with each other. Her tough personality she likes to put on is something you learn to live with as you can kind of guess that she does this to hide her own vulnerability. You talk about all sorts of things as you spend your time together in jail as you treat her with kindness and respect. Something that makes her heart very flustered, although she doesn't want to admit it.

🪢​Jolyne has never been exposed to much kindness in her life as her own father has largely neglected her during her youth and so she is like a dry sponge who eagerly absorbs any kindness and compassion you give her. It is no wonder that you have her wrapped around your finger as quick as you do as she grows increasingly possessive and clingy. She is selfish about any kind word and any minute you can give her as she is very prone to jealousy as soon as you give your attention and sweetness to someone else but she doesn't care about such things, if she even recognises the wrongness of her feelings to begin with. she is just desperate for all of your attention and affection and doesn't shy away from beating someone up with her stand Stone Free to get rid of any unpleasant pesk who tries to get between you and her. You also join her when she plans to break out and she doesn't even have to beg you as you quickly agree. She is dear to you after all. A statement that turns her harsh facade to mush.

🪢​It is only a while later though that you confess to her that you have another reason for breaking out. You have a little sister who was turned into a vampire and you have been searching for clues how to cure her, hence why you broke into people's houses who you suspected to have something useful. Jolyne has rather mixed emotions when you tell her. On the one hand she does feel sorry for you and can understand your desire to help your sister. All of that doesn't compare to her jealousy though and even some part of her can admit that this is quite petty from her. It's your own sister after all, someone who would pose no threat as a possible rival. Jolyne's obsession goes beyond the simple jealousy of romantic rivals though. She strives to be the most important woman and person in your life and desires to have all of your attention and love for herself so your sister is still perceived as a rival as she wonders who you would choose if you had to do so. For now she has you for herself though and she tries to push the gnawing jealousy out of her mind, although she grows much more touchy as you work on breaking out of prison.

[noaltbruh]

@multifandom-hcs Hope you're having a good day too! :))

Bruno and Hermes dating hcs ❤️

Hermes 💋

Chaotic gf. I don't know if you're an introvert or an extrovert, but she will most definitely be more hyped than you for anything.

Loves to try new things with you and go on all sorts of date! From carnivals, to road trips, to that one random place you saw and you're not quite sure if it's a restaurant or a sex shop, but you'll find out together!

Wakes you up at three am. because she just got an idea for what you could do together and you have to do it NOW.

Big on PDA, she's constantly touching you or holding you near her even when you're in public, HECK ESPECIALLY when you're in public.

Loves to show you off to the Stone Ocean gang and can't shut up about how great her partner is.

Definetely teases you and gets even mushier with you if she sees you getting shy.

She'll speak up and stand up for you in any situation, whether that is a stand battle or someone cut in line in front of you.

Always has the biggest grin on her face as soon as she sees you.

Loves to drag you in troubles, but she honestly just wants to have fun with you. Don't worry, if things get out of hand, she knows how to handle policemen.

I think her kisses would be a bit rough, like you can just feel how eager she is to feel her lips on your body.

Is literally always complimenting you and your look, calling you hot, beautiful, handsome, pretty...Whatever you prefer!

"Breath taking as usual, caro/cara!" "I'm...Literally in my pajamas" "Your point?"

Shoplifts for you, I'm sorry. Like- maybe you just saw a cool jewel in a shop and told her you liked it, without really thinking much about it. The next day, you find that exact jewel at your front door.

Opens up about her past and how much she misses her sister, it's one of the few times she genuinely seems sorrowful.

Would love you even more if you accepted to visit her sibling's grave with her. She might cry on your shoulder, so please comfort her.

On a more optimistic note, if she visits her on his own, she even talks to her and you and how awesome you are.

She lets you keep your stuff in her tits without even having to ask her, it's just routine for you two by now.

Loves to do your makeup. Alternatively, if you don't wear it, she still asks you if she can try it on you because she's fully convinced you'd look great with it.

VERY flirty and completely shameless about it, no matter who is watching.

Can't cook lol, but she will gladly take you to any restaurant you like and she'll offer to pay for both of you!

...Yeah, pay.

Bruno 🤐

The boyfriend ever.

He's so romantic and gentle he literally makes me want to cry because he's so perfect and VSGABCAHZCSS.

Just being near him makes you feel safe, you'll never have to fear being judged as long as this man is your partner.

He's calm and understanding. No matter if something is troubling you or you're simply in a bad mood just because, he'll never lose his patience with you.

Encourages you in everything you do, whether that is a small task or a lifelong goal you're trying to pursue, Bruno will always be ready to support you and help you in any way possible.

Might be a bit busy from time to time due to his job, but he makes you to call and text you anytime he gets the chance too. He loves hearing your voice and he wants to be sure that you're doing alright.

He never closes a phone call without an "I love you, tesoro" at the end.

Will make up for the time he missed once he gets back home. He'll do whatever you want to and there aren't limits to how much he's willing to spend for his love.

Do you want to go on a trip to France for the weekend? He already has two tickets and a reservation in the best hotel of the city.

Remember that very fancy restaurant in the city center? Guess who has already reserved a table for two with a beatutil view on the entire city?

Truthfully, however, Bruno enjoys anything as long as he gets to spend it with you. Despite his role in the mafia, he also loves simpler, everyday life with his partner.

Even just going to the local market to buy something together makes him so incredibly happy, and gives him a sense of normality in the mess that's his life.

Not super big on showing affection in public, at least not as much as Mista or Narancia- but he always maintains even a small touch between you.

He loves to hold your hand as you walk, lets you hold on to his arm, or he wraps his arm around your waist.

Way more touchy and flirty in private. Bruno is smooth and knows excabtly where to provoke you or what to tell you to make you blush.

He puts his hand under your chin or on your cheek if you were to look away from him. You can see his proud, little smirk on his face.

The best cook in the gang, male wife material. His fish dishes are the best you'll ever try in your entire life.

Speaking of that, he'd love to go fishing with you. It reminds him of the time he spent with his father and sees it as a way to continue his family traditions. After all, you are his future wife/husband.

He has the kindest look on his face while explaining to you how to fish and it makes me want to explode.

He loves to massage your shoulders, for some reason. Maybe because it helps you relax, but it just feels very intimate to him.

He rubs your back and kisses you on the forehead whenever he hugs you. His embrace is warm and you wish you never had to let go.

Gives you flowers or any sort of gifts on the most random occasions. Don't worry, buddy, you didn't forget and important date, he's just a sweetheart and wanted to give you a present to make you smile.

Also, since you're dating him, you'll now have to take care of five children, aka the gang. I'm sorry, but you did this to yourself the moment you became his partner.

Don't worry, Abbacchio will help you... Perhaps.

On a more serious note, Bruno would love to have a family with you in the future. This man is MADE to raise children, adopted or not, anything is fine for him.

He thinks you'd be a great parent, but of course, if you don't want to be, he'll never force it on you :)

[spicyicetea]

Although the poll isn’t over, I wanted to start writing the first few chapters of the VariousYandere!JJBA x reader. Mainly because it’s going to take a while to catch up to where I am currently in the anime so I wanted to at least get the prologue done. From the current poll, it seems you guys want Y/N to be completely powerless, I didn’t expect that at all cause I thought that’d be boring but I would be damned if I didn’t give the people what they wanted. This does make the goal of saving as many people as possible difficult given Y/N will be unable to aid in fights in anyway- my solution to this issue is having an additional character to help Y/N. I decided this will be in the style of an isekai, with the Y/N being an ordinary person from reality (I’m pretty sure I made that clear in the other post) so the other character will be their roommate. I’m placing the Y/N character as a university/college student (I’m English so Uni is like 18 and above but I’ve heard some places have college to around that age so you can decide which one you prefer to imagine) but exact age isn’t ever specified- you are said to be younger than the other person though. All characters that are yandere for Y/N are 18+ the only characters that will stay under 18 are platonic relations. Either way, with all of that out of the way, enjoy the prologue.

You were always ours

JJBA Various!Yandere x Reader

MDNI with this story it will contain NSFW themes and behaviour, you are responsible for the content you consume

(Prologue)/ Next part

“Y/N!” A familiar voice called from across the street.

Turning down the music that blasted in your ears, an arm wrapped around your shoulders pulling you to look at them. A blonde woman grinned with a devious snicker, her hand slipping into the bag clutched at your side. The others she had been with waved goodbye and crossed the road, avoiding the busy traffic that usually crowded the streets just after lectures were over.

“Oh, I thought you were staying behind for that club you’re in.” You say, slipping the headphones off your head.

“Yeah, it was cancelled so I thought come hunt you down. You never spend time with me after classes, so I’m going to make you! We’re gonna go bowling!”

“Eliana… with whose money?”

The blonde paused and let out a nervous laugh. “Yours?”

“Nope, you still haven’t paid me back for the three dinners in a row I paid for.”

“Y/NNnnnnnn don’t do this-“

You couldn’t help the smile that pulled at the corners of your lips, as she pouted dramatically and rifled through her own wallet to confirm her own lack of cash. Despite having known her since you were basically toddlers, her behaviour never became boring. Headache inducing, but not boring.

The blonde girl was Eliana Hounds, she was by far your closest friend. Your parents themselves were best friends so the two of you had been playmates since day one. She was always an extrovert, loves to be loud and obnoxious and those who don’t run, are her new friends whether they like it or not. Despite that though, she was dependable as hell. While your gaggle of friends was in their delinquent era she would often take the fall for pranks that she wasn’t even involved with. Plus there was that incident with your ex…she beat the crap about of them. In your dorms she is your roommate, often watching her anime into the early hours of the morning in the shared living room. She had always been really into anime, trying to get you to watch whatever she was hyperfixating on at the time. Much to her disappointment, you often turned her down. Not because you weren't interested, but damn your professors loved giving you essays and you simply didn't have time for sitting around anymore.

“Well then, we can hang out in our dorm! Yeah, I’m rewatching one of my favourite anime’s and you said you’re taking a break from that essay! We can watch it together.” She confidently said, grabbing your wrist and dragging you with her down the street.

You opened your mouth in protest, only to pause and just sigh. She was right. You had pulled an all nighter the previous night and managed to finish your essay already. Maybe it would be okay to take the weekend easy, plus a new anime sounds nice, Eliana always had good tastes.

“Sure why not.”

Arriving in the dorm, Eliana kicked her shoes off, taking the grocery bag from around your wrist. You muttered a small thanks as you neatened the shoes in the doorway, following her into the living room as she rifled through the bag. The food you had just got from the shop laid on the coffee table as she rubbed her hands together with a hungry grin.

“Instant ramen, spam, ooo even some bacon and eggs! We’re eating food tonight.”

“Excuse me, but I wanted to enjoy that!”

“We can share! Come on Y/N, you wouldn’t let me starve.”

You just raised a brow with a smirk and she huffed, getting up from the sofa.

“I can make some fried rice with the leftover rice in the fridge?” She offered with a sheepish grin.

“Good, I’ll set up in here, you mind cooking the meat and eggs too?”

She nodded and scooped up what she needed, before leaving to our small kitchen. You followed her to grab two large bowls and put the kettle on, taking the bowls back and setting them down on the coffee table. With a small struggle the instant ramen packet tore open, small pieces of the dry noodles hitting the table. Now cracked in half, the ramen clacked against the porcelain bowls as you tore open the seasoning packet with your teeth.

“Oh… there’s no way this is enough for both of us…”

“What’s wrong?” Eliana yelled from the kitchen.

“Seasoning packet! This is gonna be some bland ass ramen… damn.”

“Well, aren’t I just the best friend in the world! Whenever I make extra ramen for my binge sessions, I only use one flavouring sachet. Check behind the paprika on the… ya know spinning thing.”

“The lazy Susan? Alright.” You muttered, rummaging through the seasoning and grabbing the blank foil packages. It was impossible to tell what flavour they were, so you just had to pick one and pray it would taste good with the ramen.

Time passed quickly until the thrown together dinner was done, but it smelt amazing. Eliana had already burnt her tongue twice with her ramen broth, seeming to not learn her lesson when she goes in the third time.

“Hey, wait and let it cool down a little!”

“Sorry sorry I’m just so hungry!”

You sigh but laugh at her behaviour handing her the Tv remote as something brushes against your leg. Looking to your side you spot Eliana’s pet, although he followed you most the time.

“Why don’t you get the anime ready and I’ll feed Mochi.” Eliana just nodded in response, logging into her Netflix as you scooped up the bunny and took him to the kitchen.

It wasn’t long before the small bunny was happily gorging himself on his own dinner as your stomach growled for yours. When you entered the living room the intro for the first episode was already playing. Jojo’s bizarre adventure?

“Is the adventure really so bizarre?” You jokingly ask, sitting beside Eliana.

“Heh, you bet, this show is weird as hell but I bet good money you’ll like it!”

You both sat in silence, letting the intro play before it seemed to buffer. A blue haired man and a blonde haired man appeared on the screen seeming to be arguing.

“What? This isn’t where episode one should start… did I click the wrong one?” Eliana picked up the Tv remote and froze, it slipping from her fingers and she slumped forwards, her face hitting the table.

“Holy shit! Eliana?” You kneeled at her side , trying to shake her awake. When you looked back up to try and figure out what happened your eyes met the Tv. It was no longer just the men from before, multiple others stood beside them, staring you down.

“You finally notice us, took you long enough. That bitch only ever let us see you once before now.” One said, adjusting the hat he wore to show his eyes clearer.

You just stared at the Tv in shock, cradelling Eliana’s body. Suddenly it felt like something grabbed you from behind, strong arms locking you in the hunched over position. Said arms didn’t seem as imaginary as you wished they were, looking down and seeing the purple appendages holding you tightly. A splitting pain spread through your head starting at one of your eyes, the world going blurry. Everything felt like it was spinning, only catching a glimpse of your own semi unconscious body in the reflection of your phone before passing out. A strange star had taken the place of one of your pupils. None of this was making any sense.

“Eliana…” you groaned as you fell unconscious, squeezing her hand as you did.

(There it is, I hope it seems good so far. As the poll isn’t really moving I’m going to try and get the next chapter up as soon as possible. I apologise for the clear biases I will have to certain characters and parts in the series- I will cover as much as I can but I’m itching for my jotaro ok- I… I’m a simp and want him, don’t pretend your not. But I will be covering part 1 and 2 before then don’t worry and there will be extensive scenes with the MCs for said part. Prepare for me to baby girl Speedwagon he deserves it-)

[yandere-wishes]

Who are your fav authors on here, why and what are your fav fics from them?

Anon, I don't think you're aware of the beast you've just unleashed!

So strap in cause this is going to be long.

Right off the bat, we have, @thefudge. I'm trying so hard not to sound like a deranged fangirl right now. But trust me when I say that I am OBSESSED with every single thing they write! I have read their fics SO SO many times and It's impossible to pick a single favorite one. So here are my top 5

Waiting for the barbarians

Within you is everything I am

I won't be these clothes I burn

His little dead wife 

god complex

Honestly, guys go check out their work they have so many stories spanning countless fandoms. They're literally the ones that got me into Star Wars in the first place! @thefudge I SWEAR I'm not a crazy fangirl, I just really love your writing and works!!

@yandere-romanticaa goes without saying, I've been a HUGE fan of Ana's since literally forever. She was actually one of the Yandere blogs that inspired me to start writing on Tumblr. Again I can't pick just one of her works I love so here's a top 5 list

Wanna Be yours 

Yandere! William Moriarty 

Yandere! Miguel O'hara

Yandere! Nikolai #1 and #2

Yandere! Dazai comparisons

She writes for so many fandoms and updates very frequently. She's also such an amazing and fun person so hearing her stories is always a treat!! Love you lots bestie!!

@fragileheartbeats is another amazing author I love her frigid aesthetic and how it adds a layer of etherealness to all her stories. Her scenarios are magical and written in such a way they evoke such sweet feelings. Honestly reading her stories makes me feel like I'm wrapped in a blanket with hot chocolate watching as the snow silently falls outside. 

Cute little things that melt their hearts (jjk) 

White Swan (jjk) 

How it feels to be loved by them (jjk) 

First kiss (jjk) 

When they become dads (jjk) 

These five are my TOP FAV works from her they're honestly so well-written and utterly adorable!! Guys I'm not kidding go follow her, she is literally my wify!!

@irresistible-revolution

I'm new to their work. BUT "A Coffin Made of Glass" is so beautifully written. It's dead dove yet so utterly bewitching. It takes place in the space between famous Star Wars scenes and gives a more in-depth view of the character's actions and sentiments. 

@spacexseven, omg where do I even begin? Okay, so they just have such a natural way with words. Their stories flow SO smoothly it's honestly astonishing! They've written two Childe fics, "Broken Vows" and "Mandatory Obligations" that I'm wholly obsessed with. The dialogue they write also feels so natural and forthcoming, it's absolutely enticing!!

@rrairey another author whose work I've recently gotten into!! If you're a Sukuna fan then her blog is the place to go. 

Love

Sukuna vs Plushie (a literal BANGER!!)

Gojo vs Plushie

Trust

Bracelet

Seriously, go check out her work!! The way she writes dialogue between the characters and the reader is so utterly perfect. It makes you feel as if you are right there saying those exact words. The scenarios (although) fictional feel so real thanks to her wonderful writing style. 

@dear-yandere needs no introduction, she's a staple in the yandere community. Her stories always blend love and creepiness to a perfect extent. Can I take a moment to just appreciate how poetic and GORGEOUS all her stories are?? Like seriously!! "Almost god" is my favorite fanfic of ALL TIME!! And don't even get me started on "Cry for Me"!! 

This turned out long I don't think anyone was expecting an essay. To be honest I consume more fanfics than published books nowadays so I guess it's a given to have such a long list. 

[meowygurl]

YANDERECORE | JJBA

hello dear kitty, i'm mae! i will share the "yandere jjba" themed posts that i will share from my account under this "YANDERECORE | JJBA" title.

in this series:

⊱ yan!character! x fem!reader!

⊱ reactions

⊱ one shots

⊱ preferences

also, your opinions are important to me! i would be very happy if you express your ideas, suggestions or requests<3

tw: blood, obsessive behavior, mention of sex, mild/normal level sexuality, unhealthy relationships, toxic relationships, threats, blackmail, kidnapping, injury, manipulation, possessiveness, controlling, yandere people/behaviors, gaslighting, love bombing, ghosting, murder, murder, hallucination, fantasy, multiple relationships, jealousy, bullying, smoking, daddy/mommy issues, depression, age difference, sexual innuendos, sugar daddy/mommy

© 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒, 𝐦𝐚𝐞.

[popawritter12]

Amo tus escritos! Estaba buscando algo así desde hace mucho.

Quería preguntarte- ¿A qué yanderes les importaría tu consentimiento y a quienes no?

Si te hace sentir incómodx escribir algo así, puedes ignorarme.

Author's note: Anon, ¿puedo decirte que te amo?

ADORO ESTA IDEA, Y SIEMPRE LA QUISE HACER PERO NO ENCONTRABA UN BUEN CONTEXTO, PERO ¿EL CONSENTIMIENTO? DIOS QUE BUENA IDEA.

/english: Anon, can I tell you that I love you?

I LOVE THIS IDEA, AND I ALWAYS WANTED TO DO IT BUT I DIDN'T FIND A GOOD CONTEXT, BUT CONSENT? GOD WHAT A GOOD IDEA.

-

Also, thank you so much for your very original request <3<3<3!!!

So, with your amazing idea, let me open a new series of posts that I have long needed to do.

It will be called

“In each situation, how would this Yandere react?”

In this case, let's start with 5 archetypes: -Is not interested in your consent. -It's important, but in an extreme case may not need it. -Thinks it is important only in sex. -Without your consent doesn't even touch you with a stick. -Does not understand what consent is

And, since you didn't specify which fandom, I'm going to list some of the ones I'm in! <3

Let's start with the soft.

Without your consent doesn't even touch you with a stick.

League of Legends

Alistar, Bardo, Blitzcrank, Braum, Ivern, Kalista, Kassadin, Maokai, Nautilus, Rakan, Shen, Soraka, Taric, Wukong, Yone, Karma.

Kengan Ashura

Yoshinari Karo, Haruo Kono, Jun Sekibayashi (<3<3), Mikazuchi Rei, Mokichi Robinson, Suekichi Kaneda, Agito Kanoh.

Stardew Valley

Krobus, Willy, Linus.

Team Fortress 2

Engineer.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Erina, Jonathan Joestar, Speedwagon, William Zeppelin.

Part 2: Smokey, Wamu.

Part 3: Joseph Joestar

Part 4: Tonio, Reimi Sugimoto, Koichi,

Part 5: Doppio.

Part 6: Foo Fighters

Part 7:Lucy Steel.

Demon Slayer

Ozaki, Genya, Nezuko, Mitsuri, Tanjiro, Gyutaro, Gyomei, Tamayo and Yushiro

TMNT: MM

Mikey (<3) April.

Mortal Kombat 1

Liu Kang, Geras, Smoke, Baraka, Asharh,

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

BladeWolf.

Thinks it is important only in sex

League of Legends

Akshan, Aphelios, Camille, Ekko, Ezreal, Darius, Hwei, Illaoi, K'sante, Leona, Nilah, Pantheon, Pyke, Riven, Ryze, Yoeick, Yasuo, Xhin Zhao, Sarah Fortune, Taliyah, Ornn, Tryndamere, Nami, Janna, Kai'sa, Kindred (sheep), Senna, Udyr, Varus, Garen, Lee Sin, Master Yi.

Kengan Ashura

Kaolan Wongsawat, Saw Paing Yoroizuka, Gensai Kuroki, Ryo Inaba, Seishu Akoya, Takeru Kiohzan, Jerry Tyson, Niko Tokita, Adam Dudley, Ren Nikaido, Takeshi Wakatsuki, Ryo Himuro, Marvelous Seki, and Ichiro Nakata.

Stardew Valley

Maru, Emily, Marnie, Sandy, Caroline, Harvey, Robin, Marlon, Rasmodius, Clint.

Team Fortress 2

Heavy, Scout, Soldier and Spy.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 2: Lisa Lisa, Joseph Joestar,

Part 3: Kakyoin, Avdol, N'doul, Mariah, Hol Horse.

Part 4: Shigechi, Jotaro, Okuyasu.

Part 5: Bucciarati, Giorno, Fugo, Risotto Nero, Pesci, Trish Una, Squalo, Tiziano

Part 6: Hermes, Weather Report.

Part 7. Gyro, Hot Pants, Funny Valentine, Pocoloco.

Demon Slayer

Giyu, Yorichi, Kyojuro, Urokodaki, Kanae, Kagaya Ubayashiki, Kanao, Muichiro, Obanai, Akaza, Sabito, Murata.

TMNT MM

Leonardo and Donatello.

Mortal Kombat 1

Kung Lao, Raiden, Syzoth, Johnny Cage, Kenshi, Sindel, Li Mei,

Metal Gear Rising

Armstrong, Boris, Sam, Raiden, Courtney, Kevin.

It is important, but in an extreme case could “forget” about it

League of Legends

Ahri, Akali, Azir, Caitlyn, Fiora, Irelia, Jarvan IV, Jayce, Kayle, Kayn, Morgana, Quinn, Rell, Sett, Shyvana, Sona, Swain, Sylas, Twisted Fate, Luxana, Vayne, Victor, Xayah, Zeri, Alune, Olaf, Seraphine, Ashe, Diana, Lucian, Nasus, Sivir, Talon.

Kengan Ashura

Cosmo Imai, Tokita Ohma, Muteba Gizenga, Sen Hatsumi, Naoya Ohkubo, Keizaro Sawada, Julius Reinhold, Sen Hatsumi,

Stardew Valley

Abigail, Alex, Elliot, Gunther, Haley, Leah, Kent, Jody, Penny, Sebastian, Sam and Shane.

Team Fortress 2

Demoman and Sniper.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Straizo.

Part 2: Stroheim, Esidisi. Caesar Zeppelin

Part 3: Polnareff, Jotaro, Vanilla Ice.

Part 4: Josuke, Yuya Fungami, Rohan,

Part 5: Mista, Ghiaccio, Narancia, Abaccio, Prosciutto.

Part 6: Anasui, Jolyne, Pucci.

Part 7: Dio, Jhonny Joestar.

Demon Slayer

Zenitsu, Kokushibo, Sanemi, Uzui, Daki, Shinjuro.

TMNTMM

Raphael.

Mortal Kombat 1

Kitana, Mileena, Kuai Liang and Rain.

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

Sundower, Moonson.

Is not interested in your consent

League of Legends

Aatrox, Bel'veth, Brand, Cassiopeia, Draven, Elise, Evelynn, Gangplank, Graves, Jhin, Katarina, KKhartus, Le Blanc, Lissandra, Mordekaiser, Nidalee, Quiyana, Renata Glasc, Renekton, Sejuani, Singed, Syndra, Thresh, Urgot, Vi, Virgo, Vladimir, Xerath, Zyra, Tham Kench, Malzahar.

Kengan Ashura

Karla Kure, Raian Kure, Setsuna Kiryu, Hajime Hanafusa and Yohei Bando.

Stardew Valley

Mr. Qi and Morris.

Team Fortress 2

Medic.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Dio .

Part 2: Kars.

Part 3: Dio, Mariah, D'Arby,

Part 4: Yoshikage Kira, Yukako, Akira Otoishi,

Part 5: Cioccolata, Melone, Formaggio, Illuso.

Demon Slayer

Douma, Enmu, Muzan, Shinobu, Gyokko, Hantengu, Sekido, Karaku, Urogi, Zobakuten, Uzami, Nakime and Kaigaku,

TMNTMM

(none)

Mortal Kombat 1

Bi Han, Shao Kang, Quan Chi, Shang Tsung, Nitara, Reiko and Havik.

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

Mistral

Don't know the concept of consent

League of Legends

Briar, Dr.Mundo, Galio, Gwen, Hecarim, Jinx, Lillia, Neeko, Orianna, Rek'sai, Rengar, Shaco, Sion, Skarner, Trundle, Vel'koz, Volibear, Warwick, Zac, Aurelion Sol.

Kengan Ashura

(none)

Stardew Valley

(none)

Team Fortress 2

(none)

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 2: Santana.

Part 4: Mikitaka.

Part 5:Secco.

Demon Slayer

Inosuke,

TMNTMM

(none)

Mortal Kombat 1

(none)

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CON ESTO TERMINAMOS

Fue hermoso, espero que les haya gustado leer esta pequeña lista salida d mi creatividad y del pedido de este anon ;)

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WITH THIS WE END

It was beautiful, I hope you liked reading this little list from my creativity and this anon's request ;)

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Blood of Ambition: Chapter 6 - Lurking In The Dark

Dio x reader

Um....Dio isn't a great person in this! Kinda possessive and. Yea

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Something uncomfortable nipped at the back of Dio’s mind. It wasn’t painful, yet the ever present sensation refused to ebb away no matter what course of action he took. He felt hollow. Like a magnet trying to find its way back to the other half, only to be stopped by a surface between them. It trickled down from his pain, onto his tongue, lacing his words with far more venom than he’d used in a while. It trickled down even further, eroding away the insides of his chest, of his stomach. It burned, the sensation similar to a rabid cat trying to claw its way out, ripping mindlessly at flesh in desperation.

Dio hated it.

It made him feel too weak. 

It clouded his judgement.

He sighed, running his hand through a tangle of golden locks. They’d grown much longer during his studies, as he’d found no need to trim them. It suited him, he’d heard from others. Made him look somewhat regal. He figured it only right he’d embrace that.

The blank page before him stared at him, mocking him for his scattered thoughts. How foolish of it, Dio thought bitterly as he cast a glance at the discarded pile of it’s crumpled brethren. 

He could feel his jaw tightening, teeth clashing against each other almost painfully, grinding away at one another in a destructive battle. His fingers gripped around the quill, ignoring the painful sensation flowing through his arm as the material dug into flesh. His mind refused to cooperate, unwilling to do the job set out for it. Assignments held little importance in the forefront of his thoughts, when something much more impactful had stolen away his attention. 

Months had passed, autumn bleeding into winter, winter withdrawing into spring. The incessant singing of cheerful birds outside his window irritated him to no end each morning. The sun began stealing moments for itself, pushing past dark and heavy clouds and beaming down brightly for all to enjoy. 

Yet Dio couldn’t help feeling as though he alone had been captured in a singular moment. No matter the changes in his appearance, no matter the weather outside, he was imprisoned in limbo. No letters had come since his last encounter with you. Dio didn’t often lower himself to reaching out more than once after his initial attempts were rebutted. Yet he still found himself writing follow up, perhaps secretly hoping you had good reason not to respond in a timely manner. After weeks bled into months, that could clearly no longer be the case. 

It angered him, your sudden callous distance. 

What right did someone like you have to ignore someone like him?

Those thoughts were strong, burning hot in his mind, in his chest, tightening the drawstrings around his heart. Moments after cursing your very being, however, he could feel something pitiful wash over him. Melancholy. Distaste for his own thoughts. Your mere existence was weakening him. The lack of it was actively causing him distress. 

Many times, he considered marching over to London and giving you a piece of his mind. Tear into you with feral rage, rip open your skin and flesh til you were nothing but a pile of gore. That desire was often followed by a feeling of wrongness. Something sharp and painful. The thought of watching the light leave your eyes frightened him. He’d been no stranger to taking a life. He took pride in it, regarding the lives of others as far below himself, after all. Thinking of snuffing out the Joestar line brought him no such tightness in the chest.

You had done something to him. Perhaps when you had first met all those years ago. Despite your miserable state, your human weakness, he could not discard you as he wished he could. How could you possibly discard him? Perhaps his words had been unkind. Perhaps he had undermined you. But his goal was to make you rise. Rise from the ashes of your pathetic life of poverty and blossom into something as magnificent as he. Stand beside him as you had for all those years. Look into his eyes with sincere affection as you whisper his name. As you told him he could achieve all he wanted to.

He knew his temper was getting out of hand. He’d been cooler than usual to Jonathan, allowing his mask to drift. He’d been more curt with Lord Joestar, too. It goes without saying that the servants and his schoolmates bore the brunt of his frustrations. 

What was he to do?

His nineteenth had come and gone. You hadn’t sent him your congratulations. The lavish gifts he had received stood in his room untouched. All he could do was stew in an ever growing pit of resentment that soured his every action. His only cold comfort was the fact he must only wait a couple more years to enact his plans. At the very least, soon he’d be a wealthy lawyer with a hefty inheritance. 

Jonathan, despite it all, was a pest. The kindness he so generously distributed made bile rise in his throat. It was pathetic. It was weak. Still, he supposed, it helped his cause. 

At times like these, however, Dio was forced to consider that perhaps Jonathan wasn’t as much of an oaf as he’d thought him to be.

“Would you like to join me in London? I’m attending a seminar there and thought that…a change of scenery might do you good.” The offer was genuine. There was no malice, no sneer, behind those words. Still, Dio bristled at the idea. It felt like an insult. Like some sort of pity. His teeth dug into his cheek to hold back his tongue from spraying venom.

“A change of scenery?” he mused, his voice strained. If Jonathan took note, he did not speak on it. 

“Very well. When will we be setting out?”

With that, he’d been confined to a carriage ride shared with the Joestar brat not long after. He managed to bite his tongue, reign his temper. Managed to come across as relatively pleasant. He could see the faint outlines of a mask clinging to his companion’s features as well, his eyes flashing with something more suspenseful now and then. Something simmered behind those serene blue eyes. Perhaps Dio wasn’t alone in his games. 

He discarded the brief sense of unease that thought brought him. No matter what, Dio would win in the end. All he had to do was keep it together for a couple more years. Soon, he would be allowed to rip the mask from his face and allow it to shatter. 

Their lodgings were lavish as usual, no expenses spared on food or drink. After an exhausting journey, Jonathan was quick to retire into his quarters to freshen up. Dio supposed he should allow himself the same freedoms, if he were to accomplish his goal. He had to look presentable. Healthy. Radiant. No crack of insecurity or restless nights could be allowed to slip past his mask. For the first time in so long, he found his hands shaking as he tamed his hair, staring at his visage in the mirror. A hot flash of anger burst in his veins, bubbling under the skin and tinging the corners of his vision in white. Something animalistic deep within him screamed obscenities into his ears, urging him to lunge forward and shatter the reflective surface.

He restrained himself, leaning onto his dresser as unsteady heaves rippled through his frame. 

Something was deeply wrong with him.

Control and restraint were slipping through his fingers by the minute, threatening to tear off his skin and reveal all the ugliness hidden under porcelain smiles and gilded words. He hated it. He had yet to experience such spiraling emotions since the death of his father. Yet now, despite being older and wiser, he still felt like a little boy cowering before his father’s raised fist.

It simply would not do.

It was well past noon by the time he’d managed to soothe his frayed nerves and smooth out his appearance. The bleak spring sun was high in the sky, vigilantly casting an unified glow across the streets of London. Dio found himself sneering at the grime and filth it highlighted. Still, swallowing his distaste, his feet led him to a location that had become so very familiar to him.

The bakery.

Sweet aromas of baked goods wafted across the streets, greeting him before he even saw the establishment. It was both right and wrong at the same time. Your very existence sent him spiraling on many sleepless nights, questioning his very being. He both loathed and admired you at the same time. 

He came to a halt not far from the building, peering through the window from across the road. As expected, he could make out your silhouette bustling through the store, unchanged from when he’d last seen you. If nerves and doubts plagued your minds as they did his, you showed no signs of it.

Of course you were not alone. Clients filtered in and out as he watched, feet rooted firmly in place on the cobbled streets. Were his mind more at ease, he would have felt the stiffness setting into his back and legs, yet the discomfort was overshadowed by the unwelcome gloom breeding within him.

What finally snapped him from his trance, was the sight of another vaguely familiar figure entering the bakery, a wide smile spread across his gaudy features. Dio could feel sudden heat bursting past a dam, flooding his frame with fury and frustration.

That pesky regular of yours.

Through the window, he could see the way he leered at you, leaning closer across the counter, breaking past the norms of decent politeness. His fingers grazed your arm, lingering longer than they should have. He reminded Dio of a dog. Desperate and mindless. Lead only by impulse and instinct. He could hardly believe you would allow this, yet you made no show of discomfort or unease. A serene smile settled across your face as you chatted away, motioning towards the display with a graceful flick of your hand. Briefly, you laughed, eyes crinkling as your hand rose to cover your mouth.

The fire within Dio could only continue to rise, flames of anger flickering from the tips of his fingers to the back of his skull.

The young man was rooted in his spot for longer than he would have liked to admit, gaze glued on the silent show played out before him. Finally, after a stretch of time that seemed both unendingly long and incredibly short at the same time, that vermin left the premises. Dio’s cold gaze followed his movements, narrowing in suspicion. Before he could even pose the question for himself, his feet moved without his input, trailing behind the offending man. His steps were soft and innocuous, veiled by the busy streets of afternoon London. He couldn’t quite decide what it was that urged him to follow. There was nothing remarkable about the man. Perhaps that was why. It was difficult to swallow the bitter reality that you would rather speak with someone so insignificant than him. Him, who despite his greatness made space for you in his life. Him, who took time to write to you. Him, who remembered you all these years, despite his desire to bury and burn any fragments of his past.

It felt like a personal slight. It was you, who should have been pining and yearning for even a sliver of his attention. 

So why was he the one navigating the labyrinthian streets of the dirty capital, trailing behind a man he would have not spared even a second glance? 

He could not find an answer that would satisfy him. 

So, he followed. Like a predator stalking prey. His victim moved at a leisurely pace, clutching a small bundle wrapped in paper. Pastries from the bakery, no doubt. He led the way from the bustling streets towards the more familiar, narrow and dirty alleyways. Living quarters were just as cramped as the streets, large groups packed into small houses. The familiar scent of sick and misery invaded Dio's nostrils, burning, overwhelming. Despite his best efforts to contain himself, a shudder creeped down his spine. He felt dirty himself for entering this scene that he had sworn to leave behind. 

The man finally came to a halt, entering a pathetic hovel. It was, admittedly, not the worst Dio had seen, but certainly unimpressive and foul. Even from his measured distance, he could make out the sight of the young man being tackled into a hug by his younger siblings, before turning to an aging frail woman. The sudden lurch in his stomach made his feet sway underneath him. His teeth clashed together angrily as he reeled the unpleasant sensations back, sucking a deep breath past his lips, feeling the rancid air whistle through them.

He had work to do.

By the time Dio returned to his lodgings, his spirits had lifted significantly. A cold smile stretched across his lips as he caught sight of himself in the faint reflection of a window. He paused briefly, tousling his hair and ripping open the first button of his coat. He had to make his display believable. As much as he hated to appear weak, this would help tackle some of his problems for now. He was never above playing a little dirty if it got the desired results, after all. With a deep inhale, he smoothed the features of his delicate mask before entering the townhouse. 

He was greeted by a servant, who he waved over with an agitated flick of his wrist. The young man looked confused, surprised to even be addressed by the young lord. Dio caught a flicker of panic washing over his features before he managed to catch himself.

“How may I help you, sir?” he asked, voice timid and small. It was laughable, yet Dio kept his cool.

“I need you to fetch Scotland Yard for me. Make it quick. I was stolen from.” Dio’s voice took on a sharp edge, his features darkening as he put on a masterful display of embarrassment and anger. The young servant could only nod before rushing off and out of the door. As soon as he was out of sight, the blonde sank into a plush seat nearby, rubbing his temples. The warmth of the room washed over him, sinking into him gently and soothing the tension in his back. Now, all he needed to do was wait. He would emerge victorious from this simple game of chess, soon enough. Perhaps, then, he could plan out his next move.