#yandere wamuu

[silvernyxchariot]

(sorry if you don't want to discuss this and it makes you feel uncomfortable :"0) Hmm, Yandere pillarmen who sense their Darling's pregnancy after grabbing them, and are annoyed at the presence of a competitor. As wild predators, they wish to get rid of someone else's planned offspring, so that after that their seed can have success on survival and subsequent pregnancy in the human body

⚠️TW/CW: yandere, kidnapping, and possessive Pillarmen⚠️

Hmm, 9 out of 10 yandere behavior. Let me get the checklist: possessive✅️, jealous✅️, and marking through impregnation✅️. Check. But these yandere are missing the kidnapping and killing their competitor portion of this scenario. Had to take marks off for that.

If these yandere Pillarmen are indeed “wild predators,” they are stalking, but where is the kidnapping? I imagine Kars or Esidisi are waiting for the most opportune moment to snatch Darling from their current life, where it would be the easiest to make Darling disappear. But alas, here they only regret not acting sooner. In the end with these two, the unnamed father will also disappear. . . in a ditch. . . in a different country. . . Probably in a different continent.

Now, remember I said something about “moral questioning” in the last ask? Yeah, Wamuu’s morality flew out the window. We can’t get it back. We don’ know where it went. He will deletus the fetus with a jab. It’s uncomfortable in Darling’s lower abdomen but not life threatening.

Santana. . . What “planned offspring”? There was no fetus conceived between Darling and their unnamed s/o to begin with. Santana kidnapped them and killed the s/o before either of them could realize what was happening. Kars and Esidisi could only sigh when they realized Santana was gone and then they saw him carry in a wriggling Darling tied up and in a bag.

10 out of 10 Darling is now probably traumatized and isolated from their previous life and if they knew about the pregnancy (it is mentioned that the offspring was planned), they are devastated at learning their future baby is now gone. But they better take care of their new planned offspring.

As a side note,

Oh my, 2-for-2. I do believe I’ve scared my dear Anon into apologizing for asking yandere asks. No worries, I try to be as open-minded as I can. Thank you for your concern though, I appreciate you voicing it. All in which makes me feel the need to make a-

Disclaimer: All my yandere writings are a work of fiction and not meant to be taken seriously. I do not condone overly possessive, jealous, abusive, obsessive, impulsive behavior, or kidnapping in real-life and relationships. You know, things that put others’ lives in danger.

[dark-side-blog3]

Who/what would you rather with jojo’s bizarre adventure? (Sorry I forgot to ask you in both earlier asks)- Bunny

I decided to use this to choose two characters for a traditional two-choice question, so I can't overtalk and ramble about pros and cons for every single jojo character (because although I could do it, it would get so long it would just be a nonsensical stream of consciousness post).

I spun and got Wamuu, and Romeo Jisso. Considering Romeo is the trashy guy that sent Jolyne to prison after pretending to love her, I can safely bet he's a good enough manipulator to trick me without me knowing... But, on that note, we don't know much more about him. So for all we know, he's the kinda yandere to fall in and out of love quickly like Grell Sutcliff... Not giving me great odds to survive or escape here.

So I'd have to go with Wamuu, even if he could sandstorm me into red sludge with little thought. Wamuu does at least have a bizarre sense of loyalty and honour, so if I appeal to that, I should be good to go-- be it by fighting him honourably to the best of my ability, or more likely getting caught and deciding to play along and not antagonize him too much.

Ultimately, I'd have to go with Wamuu for this would you rather question! Thanks so much for sending one in, Bunny!

[zyettemoon1800]

Master list

Pillarmen

All of them together (1)

All of them together(2)

All of them together(3)

All of them together (4)

All of the together (5)

Kars

Esidisi

Wamuu

Santana

Extras

Hobie Brown

Thomas Hewitt

Jabberwock

Muhammad Ali.Jr

[thornybubbles]

JJBA Yandere Scenario: Jealousy (Yandere Kars x Pillar Man reader part 2)

**NOTE: This is a sequel to a story I wrote previously. You may want to read that first if you haven’t already: https://thornybubbles.tumblr.com/post/707318411613569024/jjba-yandere-scenario-jealousy-kars-x-pillarman

Sorry this took so long to get out. I was dealing with a lot of distractions while trying to work on this. There were a few times there where I just straight up forgot that I was even working on anything. I was just going about my life when one day I suddenly remembered: “Holy shit! I have a Tumblr, don’t I?” Well hopefully this was worth the wait. Thank you for your patience.**

In the past, whenever Kars asked you to be his, you would always brush him off and give him no definite answer. You would always say that you didn’t know how you felt about him and you would need more time before you could give him a proper answer. 

But now…

As Kars slightly lessened the grip he held on your throat…

You did not hesitate to give him an answer. 

“No!!” you rasped. “My answer will forever more be no! I hate you Kars! I hate the monster you’ve become! I hate what you did to our people! I hate what you did to Whammu and Santana! And I hate what you did to me! I will die before I give you my love!” 

Kars’ response was to squeeze your throat so hard you thought he was trying to break your neck rather than strangle you. After a moment, the anger in his eyes gave way to a cold stare. You feared the emptiness in his eyes far more than his anger. It was an unfamiliar look on him and you didn’t know what it meant, though you were certain it didn’t mean anything good. 

Kars tossed you to the ground as if you were so much trash. He stood over you and looked down at you with contempt. 

“Your stubborn pride was one of the many things that drew me to you, my little prize, but after being forced to deal with it for centuries, I’m beginning to think it is the thing I like about you the least.” he said. 

You looked up at him, unable to tell what was going through his mind. A tiny spark of hope lit up inside of you as you thought that he may finally be willing to give up his pursuit of you. Though you had to wonder about what that would mean for you, JoJo, and the other humans. 

“It seems that my only choice is to remove that stubborn streak of yours, one way or another.” Kars said, extinguishing that spark of hope completely. 

“I suppose the fault is my own. I’ve been far too lenient with you. No longer will I ignore your hateful glances and rebellious behavior.” 

At this point, a sinister smirk stretched Kars’ lips. He gave Speedwagon a knowing look that confused both you and the old man. 

“You thought you could turn against me because both Santana and Whammu were dead.” he mocked. “But as I approached these old ruins, I overheard a very interesting conversation.” 

Your eyes widened and Speedwagon gasped. He knew! He knew that Santana was still alive!

Kars suddenly seized you by the hair, forcing you to look up at him. 

“Do not worry, dearest,” he taunted you. “I will find your little Santana, wherever these worthless humans are hiding him, and bring him home to you.” 

His mocking smile became a vicious sneer. 

“And then your rebellion against me will come to an end! Because if it does not, then Santana will pay for it! I will refrain from killing him, but for every time you forget to adore me as I should be adored, Santana will be the one I punish! You will love me, or Santana will suffer!” 

Your eyes glistened with tears. Any other time, you would hold them back, refusing to let Kars see your weakness. Not now. While you were overjoyed at hearing that Santana was still alive, you realized that you were right back to being under Kars’ thumb. It seemed that you would never be rid of him. Kars would never leave you alone and now he threatened to punish Santana whenever you displeased him. Your tears flowed freely and Kars gave you a satisfied smile. Everything was finally going his way. He had finally conquered you. It was not quite the victory he hoped for, he never wanted to win your affections by force, but at least now you would never try to leave him again. Not if you wanted your adopted son to remain unharmed. 

It seemed Santana was not as useless as he first thought. 

“You will remain here until I come to fetch you. Then we will go find where they are keeping your precious Santana.” he ordered, adding the last part with a cruel smile. 

He turned away from you, where you were crumpled onto your knees, and left the ruins. Without his hulking form blocking the sunlight, the golden rays flooded into the ruins. Speedwagon almost cried out to beg you to move before the sunlight hit you, but he could see that you had already turned yourself into stone. He limped over to you, examining your stone expression. You looked like the work of some great sculptor, but one who decided to carve your near perfect features into a permanent expression of sorrow.  

The old man crouched next to you, placing a hand on your stony shoulder. He didn’t know the full story between you and Kars, but after witnessing the way the villain treated you and spoke to you, he could guess just what kind of terrible relationship you had. And to think that you had been enduring Kars’ cruelty for longer than human civilization had existed. It was unfathomable. Unthinkable! Speedwagon found himself getting emotional. 

“I don’t know if you can hear me when you’re like this,” he said, tears forming in his eyes. “But I want you to know that JoJo is still out there and willing to fight. I can’t say if he can actually beat a monster like Kars, especially now that he’s outwitted the sun, but I know that JoJo is a clever one. If he can’t beat Kars in hand to hand combat, then he will find another way to do it. I know it feels hopeless, but I’m asking that you please not give up just yet. Just do like I always do and hold out until JoJo sets things straight.” 

You emerged from your statue form sometime later to find yourself in a completely different place. Instead of broken stone and rubble, you were surrounded by stark white walls and strange machinery. The room was lit from above with lights nearly as bright as the sun, but they did not cause your skin to burn. You were so stunned at your surroundings that you didn’t notice that you weren’t alone. 

A gray haired human wearing a long white coat stood holding some kind of tablet with parchment on it in the far corner of the room. He seemed nervous and took a few steps back from you when you rose to your feet. 

“Ah! Y-you’re awake! I’ll tell Mr. Speedwagon!” he stammered and hurried from the room, leaving you stunned and confused. 

A moment later, the one called Speedwagon entered the room. His face broke out into a joyous grin when he saw you. 

“And there you are, hail and healthy!” he said with a chuckle. “They told me that your stoney shell was crumbling and I had a feeling that it wouldn’t be long until you were on your feet again.” 

You responded by bombarding him with questions. 

“What happened to Kars? Did JoJo win? And Santana? Where is my son?!” 

Speedwagon held up a hand in an effort to calm you. 

“You’ll be happy to know that Kars will no longer be a problem for anyone. He’s long gone from here.” he said. 

“Gone? What do you mean? Is he still alive?” you asked. 

“Well… let’s just say that he’s in a position where he can no longer reach you… or anyone else for that matter.” 

Here the smile dropped from his face. You felt your body tense up. 

“JoJo… he didn’t make it.” Speedwagon said, his eyes watering up.

The old man’s body trembled with emotion. You didn’t know the exact situation, but you knew that JoJo had been important to Speedwagon in some way. The old man seemed to have a very grandfatherly affection for the young one, in spite of not actually being related to him, so his loss was surely an awful blow. And strangely, your heart stung at the news. You had only a few brief encounters with JoJo, one of which had you as his enemy. Yet, in the short time that you knew him, you felt an odd fondness for him. 

“He risked his life to end Kars’ cruelty.” You said. “I knew what Kars had planned for this world and for humanity… It may sound like an exaggeration, but JoJo may very well have…” 

“... saved the world…” Speedwagon said, finishing your sentence. 

You looked up at him and he had a strange, faraway look in his eyes. 

You stood looking at him for a moment before breaking the silence. 

“I am sorry for your loss, Speedwagon.” you stated plainly, but sincerely. 

Speedwagon looked as if he wanted to say something, but loud shouting and the sound of something crashing against a wall could be heard from somewhere else in the building. 

“Blast it all!” Speedwagon growled. “I told those fools to wait!” 

He motioned for you to follow him. 

“Come! Quickly! They must’ve taken the lights off of him! You said you could make him behave?” 

Did he mean? 

Your heart soared. 

“Yes! Take me to him!” you said, almost barreling the old man over in your excitement. 

Speedwagon lead you through the strange facility to a heavily reinforced door. He entered the room and you followed after him. 

There he was. Your little boy. Though he wasn’t so little anymore. He was almost as tall and as muscular as Whammu and his fiery red hair was much longer. It cascaded down his back like a cape. 

It has only been a few centuries since I last saw him, you thought. They grow up so fast.

Santana towered over a group of terrified humans in white coats. Broken bits of what was once some kind of machine lay scattered in a far corner of the room. The humans looked relieved when they saw Speedwagon come in, but the old man looked like he wanted to punch them all. 

“Mr. Speedwagon!” cried one of them, “Sanviento broke the UV light machine! We can’t put him back into stasis!” 

“What on Earth made you turn it off to begin with!?” Speedwagon shouted back. “I told you not to turn it off until I came back! Why didn’t you wait? What were you thinking?!” 

Santana silenced them both with a rumbling snarl. 

“Sanviento?” he hissed, turning his attention to the human who referred to him by that. “Why do you humans call me that? That is not my name!” 

His voice was furious in spite of how calm he sounded, but underneath it you could hear the strain in his tone. He was lashing out at these poor humans. He was hurting, and you had a very good idea of what was the cause. 

Santana grabbed the human and lifted him over his head, preparing to smash him against the wall as he’d done to the machine. 

“I am sick of being locked away! I will stay here no longer! And for the very last time, my name is--!” 

“SANTANA!!” you shouted, your voice clear, loud, and firm. 

Santana looked back over his shoulder, not believing that it was your voice that he heard. Upon seeing you, his eyes went wide. 

“Put the human down Santana.” you said, voice wavering with the flood of emotions that threatened to burst forth. 

Santana did as you told him, dropping the frightened human to the ground. The human crawled away as Santana crossed the room in a matter of seconds and all but threw himself at you. You braced yourself but still found yourself being pushed a few feet back as Santana grabbed you up in a bear hug. After a moment of holding you like that, Santana’s knees seemed to buckle and the two of you fell over in a heap of tangled limbs and Santana’s crimson locks. He held onto you so tightly that it almost hurt. 

After a moment of clinging to you, he looked down at you. Tears were streaming down his otherwise blank face. The slight tightness to his jaw also betrayed his feelings. He was angry, hurt, and scared. And he blamed you. 

“Why?” he asked, reverting back to his habit of clipped speech and single word sentences. 

He only did that when he was extremely uncomfortable or unsure of himself. You knew what he was asking, though. 

“Santana… please understand…” you began. 

“NO!” he shouted. “You said you would return. I waited. You never came back! I woke up surrounded by humans in a place I did not know. I was alone! You were not there!” 

His words were like ice and they did not hide his resentment. The guilt you felt was immeasurable.

When Kars planned to go to Rome in search of the Red Stone of Aja, he told you he was leaving Santana to guard his masks. You should have known then that Kars planned to abandon the boy. In hindsight there wasn’t much you could have done. If you stood up to him, that would have ended badly for both Whammu and Santana. 

“If I had known that Kars would have us go into hibernation, I would have insisted that we take you with us.” You tried to explain. 

Santana stiffened at the mention of his brutal master, but said nothing, letting you continue. 

“Please forgive me, Santana.” you begged. “I did not abandon you! No matter how it seemed, I had every intention of coming back to you!” 

“He would not let you.” he stated, bitterness in his tone. 

You closed your eyes tightly and held on to him, running your hands through his tangled hair. 

“He cannot hurt us anymore, Santana.” you told him. “Kars has been sent far away from here, so far that he cannot return.” 

Santana looked down at you with a skeptical expression. 

“Who told you that? One of the humans?” he asked, glaring back at the cowering group that huddled around Speedwagon. 

“M-Mr. Speedwagon,” said the one that Santana nearly splattered against the wall. “Are you sure this is alright? Having them both awake and free…” 

“No need to worry.” Speedwagon said. “The older one isn’t hostile to humans. And Sanvie--- I mean, Santana should calm down now.” 

There was a very slight hint of doubt in the old man’s voice, but the fact that he put even the slightest amount of trust in you, even after all your kind had put him and his allies through, was touching. 

“These humans aren’t our enemies, Santana.” you said. “If not for them, you and I would not have reunited.” 

At that, Santana’s hostility faded significantly. 

“The humans… brought you here?” he asked, having a hard time accepting the idea. 

You nodded, giving him a slight smile. 

“Why?” he asked, some of the skepticism still clinging to his voice. 

“It’s as your caretaker said,” Speedwagon said, taking the time to step in. “We aren’t your enemies, Santana. As long as you don’t attack any of us, the two of you are welcome to stay here as long as you like.” 

“As your prisoners?” Santana suggested cynically. 

Speedwagon scoffed at the idea. 

“Not at all.” he said. 

Santana glared back at the white clad humans. The other humans that dressed that way, the ones that had him trapped in that room when he first woke up, weren't nice at all. They talked about him like he was some kind of animal. 

“Test subjects?” he said. 

“Guests.” Speedwagon corrected. “You will be our guests here. Nothing more.” 

Santana scowled at the old man, not sure if he believed him. He looked down at you for your response. 

“I trust them, Santana.” you said. “There’s nothing to be afraid of.” 

HIs eyebrows furrowed and his lip twitched as if he wasn’t fully on board with the idea. Eventually he let out a long sigh and you took that as him relenting. 

-----

Some weeks later you walked up to the little memorial you set up at the highest point of the cave that served as your new home. The Speedwagon Foundation had been kind enough to build a living quarters for you and Santana within a cave system near the Foundation headquarters. It was fitted with many things to make your daily lives easier. While neither of you had much need for human technology or “modern conveniences”, you still appreciated it. Sunlight was allowed to shine into your home through windows made of specialized glass that filtered out the parts of the light that were harmful to your kind. You were allowed to see what the world looked like during the daylight hours for the very first time. 

Indoor plumbing was also nice. 

Santana was fascinated by many of the things that the humans made. It seemed that the human that Santana nearly killed on the day that you reunited with him started visiting him at regular intervals. At first Santana wasn’t too pleased about it, until the human started bringing him gadgets to play with: cameras, desk lamps, telephones, toasters, etc. His favorite were the radios. Santana loved to listen to the strange music and voices that came from miles and miles away. He had learned at least ten new languages already. 

You were just happy that he had made a friend. 

Santana and you had reconciled over your supposed abandonment of him. He didn’t resent you anymore. More than anything he was just glad to have you back. When he wasn’t taking apart and reassembling things with his new human friend, he was by your side, quiet and content to just be in your presence (without Kars or the others looming over him). 

He left you alone when you visited the memorial though. He didn’t like going up there. You didn’t really blame him. The memorial consisted of one large stone monument surrounded by smaller monuments. The large one was in honor of your lost tribe (a painful reminder that you and Santana were the last of your kind), the smaller ones were for Whammu, Esidesi, and Kars. Yes. You honored the memories of both Esidesi and Kars, but not the memory of them when you were forced to act as Kars consort. No. You honored the memory of them before they became the men you feared and despised. You missed the playful little boys that you grew up with. You missed the older brother figure you saw in Esidesi before he became little more than a bully and a brute under Kars’ Influence. You mourned for Kars and the friendship that you had before he became consumed by hatred, powerlust, and obsession. He, too, you saw as an older brother. 

It had been Kars that sat with you through the process of becoming the Tribe’s executioner. He would sit and watch as your mother or grandmother fed you lightly poisoned prey, during a time when you were too young to understand just why some of your meals tasted so bitter. Kars would hold your hand as he dragged you off to show you something he found or grumble and pout as you helped him pick weeds and branches out of his wild locks after the two of you got into some misadventure. His crush on you was present even then. 

How you wished things had turned out differently. 

You let those bittersweet memories fade as you placed offerings on the last two memorials. One for Whammu and one for JoJo, too. 

Whammu… Whammu’s loss had been the most painful. Whammu’s pride had been his downfall. Pride that had been enforced on him due to Kars influence. When you found out that JoJo hadn’t killed Santana after all, you tried to convince Whammu to call off the arena fight with him, but he merely gave you a sideways look of disgust at even suggesting such a thing. 

“A challenge is a challenge. Santana being alive or dead is of no importance.” 

Your heart shattered completely hearing him say such a callous thing. 

That was exactly like something Kars would say. You had known for a while that Whammu idolized Kars in the way a child would idolize their father, but you never knew it was to such a degree. 

Watching him die just to fulfill Kars’ wishes was the most awful thing you’d ever witnessed. 

A tiny part of you wanted to be resentful to JoJo for taking your other son’s life, but you knew that the fault didn’t fall on him. As long as Whammu followed after Kars, always seeking his approval, an outcome such as that was inevitable. Whammu had proven time and time again that he was willing to die to please his master. 

Whammu had been taken from you long before any of you met JoJo. By the time he reached maturity, he no longer even viewed you as a parent. It was something Kars delighted in, always pitting himself against you to flaunt Whammu’s favoritism of him. If you asked Whammu to do something he would give you a non-committal response that basically translated to, “I’ll do it when I get around to it.”, but Kars would do little more than glance in Whammu’s direction and he was up and on his way to complete the task. Then Kars would give you a smug grin and mock you. 

“You must be firm with younglings, my dear.” he would say. “I don’t mince my words when I give commands. Keep coddling Santana the way you do and he’ll lose respect for you, too.” 

The memory made your chest tighten and your eyes burn with unshed tears. 

You turned your gaze to JoJo’s memorial. 

JoJo had been so kind to Whammu during his last moments. You wanted to thank him for that, though it looked like you would never get a chance. 

You placed the offering on JoJo’s memorial, then turned to address the presence that you sensed behind you for the last few minutes. You expected to see one of the Foundation scientists, Speedwagon himself, or maybe even Santana in spite of his dislike for being around the memorials, but what you didn’t expect was to see JoJo standing there looking sheepish. 

“JOJO!” you cried. 

“Hello again!” JoJo said pleasantly. “I’m sorry I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to…” he glanced at the memorials. “I didn’t want to disturb you.” 

You stared at him, not really focusing on what he was saying. 

“But you… Speedwagon told me…” you sputtered. 

“That I died, I know. Well you can see I’m not dead. Suzie Q’s been taking care of me while I recuperated. She forgot to send the letter to let everyone know that I was still alive though.” 

“Suzie Q?” you questioned.

You had no idea who that was. 

“My fiance,” he clarified. “She was Lisa Lisa's maid, but that’s not what I came here to talk to you about.” 

“Is something wrong?” you asked, anxiety peaking. “Is this about Kars?” 

JoJo scoffed. 

“You don’t have to worry about him anymore.” he said, smiling cheekily. “I launched that old fossil into space! He can’t hurt you or anybody else anymore!” 

“You… launched him… into space?” you repeated, unsure if you heard JoJo correctly. 

When Speedwagon told you that Kars had been sent far away, you hadn’t expected it to be quite that far. 

JoJo chuckled. 

“Yep. You heard that right. Kars is too busy being a frozen asteroid to terrorize anyone anymore.” 

You grasped his gloved hands (Why was he wearing gloves indoors?), filled with the hope that what he was saying was true. 

“Then what Speedwagon said was true? You really did defeat him? Is he truly gone? You… JoJo…???” 

One of his hands felt strange. 

“Your hand…” you said, the question left unasked but hanging in the air. 

JoJo huffed and pulled his hands out of your own. He pulled the glove off of one of them to reveal a mechanical prosthetic. He wiggled the metal fingers. 

“Kars did it.” he said. “I was lucky to get away with only the loss of my hand.” 

He looked up at you, glanced over at the memorials, then looked back at you. 

“Can we talk somewhere else? I want to tell you what happened in the fight with Kars and I’ve got something that I need to say to you but…” 

He sent another uncomfortable glance toward the memorials. 

“I don’t feel right about saying it here.” 

You followed his gaze to Whammu’s memorial and nodded in understanding. You got to your feet. 

“Follow me.” you said. 

You lead JoJo to a sitting room where you and Santana would often go to watch the sunrise through the special sunlight filtering windows. JoJo plopped cross legged on the floor cushions while you said across from him. He told you of the final fight with Kars and how he launched the “old fossil” into space by infusing Hamon into a volcano, causing it to erupt so violently that the force of it sent Kars into orbit. You wanted to laugh at the absurdity of it. To think that the tyrant that terrorized you your entire life was defeated in such a way. It was so utterly ridiculous, but you had to admit that there wouldn’t have been many other fighters that would have thought to use the volcano in such a way. 

“You are a strange, yet creative warrior, JoJo.” you said with a demure smile. 

The smile faded from your lips and was replaced with a serious, apologetic expression. 

“I’ve been meaning to apologize to you.” You said. “Kars told me that he heard that you killed Santana. I should have known that he was lying, but I believed him. That was why I suggested Whammu use the ‘wedding ring’ on you. I could think of nothing else but avenging Santana at that time. I regret allowing myself to be influenced by Kars that way.” 

You bowed your head lowly to show your shame at your past actions. 

JoJo scratched the back of his neck, not knowing how to react. 

“Well, that explains why you kept scowling at me,” he said. “You don’t have to apologize for that, though. But since we’re on the topic of apologizing… I just want to say that I’m sorry about Whammu. I understand that he was supposed to be like a son to you… to be fair, I didn’t really want to kill him…” 

You gave JoJo a solemn look. 

“I know, JoJo.You were forced into a situation where you had no choice but to fight. You were only trying to survive.” you said in a soft tone. “I want you to know that I am thankful for your kindness towards Whammu after you defeated him. He was suffering and you eased his pain with your own blood. Not many others would have been so courteous.” 

You reigned in your emotions as best as you could, not wanting to break down in front of your guest. 

JoJo was quiet for a while, not expecting to have been forgiven so easily. 

You don’t know why you decided to do so, but you found yourself opening up to JoJo. You told him your story, of how Kars became so obsessive and possessive over you, how he killed nearly every member of your tribe, only sparing Whammu and Santana so he could hold their lives over your head. You told him about how Kars had manipulated Whammu away from you and belittled Santana for being weaker than the rest of you. You told him about everything that led up to your first meeting with him. When you were done, you looked over at JoJo. His eyes were squeezed shut and his mouth was twisted into a snarl. His whole body shook with rage. 

“As if I needed any more reasons to hate that bastard…” he hissed under his breath. 

You smiled at him. 

“Thank you, JoJo.” you said. 

JoJo looked up at you. 

“For what?” 

“For freeing me from Kars.” you said. “I know you weren’t really fighting Kars on my behalf, but…” 

“No, I was,” he said. 

You gave him a questioning look. 

“I mean, I was going to fight him anyway, but when Speedwagon told me about the way he treated you in the ruins…I guess I just lost my cool.” 

You chuckled at him and he smiled sheepishly. 

“You really are a strange one, JoJo.” you said. 

“What is he doing here?” 

The angry voice brought your conversation with JoJo to a halt. You looked up to see a very annoyed Santana standing there, glaring at JoJo. 

Upon seeing Santana’s hostile stance, JoJo got to his feet and stood in a battle pose. Santana just glared at him. 

Seeing that things were getting tense you raised your hand at JoJo to show him that you had things under control. JoJo dropped his hands, but not his guard. He trusted you, but he didn’t trust Santana at all. 

“Santana, JoJo is just paying us a visit. He doesn’t mean any harm.” you explained, trying to soothe your adopted son’s temper. 

Santana snorted derisively, never taking his glare away from JoJo. 

“There is a radio program coming on in a few minutes that I like. I wanted to ask you to join me while I listen to it.” 

JoJo looked like he was thinking for a moment when a look of realization came over him. 

“Do you mean ‘Slaughter Theater’?!” he asked. “That’s the one with the host who’s a vampire, right? Don’t tell me you actually like that show!” 

“Not a fan?” you asked with a wry smile. 

“Well it’s okay, but I prefer something a little more action packed, like superhero shows. Besides, the sound effects they use in that show are disgusting!” JoJo said. 

Santana turned to walk away. Sensing his impatience, you said, 

“I’ll join you in a moment, Santana.” 

Santana stopped walking for a moment to look back over his shoulder at you. 

“Don’t take too long or you’ll miss the first half.” he warned. 

When Santana was out of earshot, you turned back to JoJo. 

“Since you are in an apologetic mood, I want you to apologize to Santana.” you said. 

JoJo gave you an insulted look. 

“What?! What for?” he demanded. “I only fought with him because he attacked Speedwagon!” 

You raised your hands in a placating gesture. 

“I know, JoJo. Will you please hear me out?” you said. 

JoJo huffed but didn’t protest anymore. 

“Santana has a problem with holding grudges against people.” you explained. “He told me that you were teasing him when you first met him. If you apologize for it, he may agree to let go of his grudge against you.” 

“Was he referring to me tapping him on the nose?” JoJo cried. “I was just joking around! Surely he knows that?” 

You shook your head. 

“Santana can’t tell the difference between good natured teasing and cruel mockery.” you said. 

JoJo looked confused. 

“Why’s that?” he asked. 

“Because of Esidesi.” you said. “He was in charge of much of Whammu and Santana’s training during their childhood. As I told you before, Santana had difficulty keeping up with Whammu and he was treated poorly for it. Esidesi developed a habit of teasing him in a friendly way just before he beat him for his poor performance. I wasn’t always able to shield him from such treatment, but when I did Esidesi would berate me for coddling him. If you explain to Santana that you never meant him any harm, he will hopefully stop seeing you as an enemy.” 

JoJo sighed. 

“Alright,” he said. “I’ll go talk to him.” 

------

1988

Joseph Joestar and his group stood nearly melting in the heat of the desert as a Speedwagon Foundation helicopter found a place to land. They were all awaiting a new ally. 

“Are you saying that this guy may actually harm us?” Kakyoin asked. 

“Correct.” Avdol said with a nod, not really liking the fact that things were getting so desperate that they were having to rely on someone like Iggy. Still, with near constant attacks from enemy Stands, they would need all the help they could get. 

His eyes slid over to Joseph who seemed worried. Considering that the whole reason for this bizarre adventure in the first place was to save his daughter’s life, Joseph had plenty of reason to be worried. However, it seemed that something else was bothering him. 

“Are you alright, Mr. Joestar?” he asked. 

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Joseph said. “I guess I should mention that aside from asking for an additional Stand user, I also asked that the Speedwagon Foundation bring along someone that could offer some insight on taking down someone like DIO.” 

“Insight on someone like DIO?” Polnareff repeated. “Who do you know that knows anything about DIO that we don’t already know?” 

“Wait! Do you mean…?” Avdol trailed off.

The helicopter landed before Joseph could explain anything. The doors opened and everyone seemed on edge… except for Polnareff who, as usual, was unable to sense the tension in the air. 

Jotaro felt as though his hair was standing on end. Through Star Platinum he could sense more than just the Stand user in the back of the helicopter. Someone else was back there and the power he could feel from them was like nothing he’d ever experienced before. Whoever they were, there was no way in Hell they were human. 

You tried to warn the loud man with the tall hair not to get too close, but Iggy had already latched onto him and was happily tearing his hair out. You could sense that the silver haired human also had used the invisible force known as a Stand. A fight broke out between them. You took that moment to climb out of the helicopter and place yourself between the two of them. Aside from the wind blowing grains of sand around and billowing the cloak that covered you from head to toe, everything seemed to freeze.. 

“Iggy, I think you made your point. Leave the human alone.” you said. 

You were promptly answered with a series of barks and growls that you were sure roughly translated to, “Don’t be such a killjoy! The human had it coming!” 

The human you knew to be called Avdol presented a pack of gum and Iggy forgot all about what just transpired. The last time you met Avdol he seemed very nervous around you. Even now, you could sense his discomfort in your presence. The other humans seemed just as nervous, even the helicopter pilots, something that made no sense to you. One would think with all the time that you spent working alongside them at the Foundation, the humans there would have learned that you weren’t a threat to them by now. You bent down to help up the human that Iggy attacked. 

“I apologize for Iggy.” you said as you pulled him to his feet. “The other humans did try to warn you though.” 

Yelping, he wrenched his arm from your grasp. 

“Oh! Did I hurt you? Forgive me, I was trying to be gentle.” you said guiltily. 

“N-no, it’s f-fine!” Polnareff stammered, rubbing his wrist and moving away from you. All of his anger and bravado from before seemed to have vanished.

 “Who the hell are you anyway?!” he demanded. 

“A friend.” you said simply. 

You surveyed the faces of the group before you, until your eyes landed on a face you recognized. Joseph waved at you, grinning that same old cheeky grin that you remembered. You ran to him, scooping him up like a child. 

“JoJo!!” you cried, spinning him around a few times. 

He wiggled in your grasp, turning a little red when he saw the others staring at the two of you. It surely looked odd for someone like you to be holding and snuggling an old man like him as if he were a little kid. It would come as quite a shock when they found out that you were several centuries his senior. You placed him on the ground and reached up to fluff his bearded cheeks. 

“You’ve gotten all scruffy!” you said, with a playful smile. 

Joseph lightly swatted your hands away and ran his hands down his face to “unfluff” his beard. 

“Human women find this look very attractive, I’ll have you know!” he protested. 

You pressed a finger to your lips as if you were contemplating something. 

“Is that so? Or did you grow hair on your face to hide your wrinkles?” 

Joseph nearly fell over at the accusation. He couldn’t always tell if you were serious or just messing with him. Over the years, you had become something of a weird older relative to him and you had a habit of teasing him in ways that always caught him off guard. You were probably the only person that managed to do that to him. 

“Pfft!” someone, who may or may not have been Avdol, tried to hold back a laugh. 

Joseph sent a slight glare over your shoulder before offering you another smile; hoping you would stop picking on him and his poor beard. 

“My abused beard notwithstanding, I’m glad you’re here.” he said. “I take that you deciding to come here means that the experiment you’ve been helping the Foundation with was successful.” 

You nodded and threw back your hood, revealing to the others possibly the most beautiful person any of them had ever seen. Your beauty, however, did nothing to negate the dangerous edge your aura gave off. Even Polnareff kept his distance, as much as he didn’t want to. After having you nearly yank his arm out of its socket when you were trying to be “gentle” he felt that flirting with you may not be the best of ideas. Danger prone or not, even he had his limits. 

The sun shined down on your uncovered skin and you smiled. After a moment, you covered yourself back up, squinting as the sun’s brightness became too much. 

“Santana’s friend at the Foundation managed to replicate not only the stone masks but also the Red Stone of Aja. I volunteered for the first test. You can see the results for yourself. Though I wasn’t granted godhood like Kars, I can stand in the sun unharmed. Although, for someone who’s been living in darkness for as long as I have, it may take a while for my eyes to adjust to this brightness. And don’t worry, the masks, stones and the experiment notes have all been destroyed. No one else will be able to replicate them and abuse their power.”  

Joseph nodded in approval, letting out a sigh. 

“Listen,” he said. “While I’m happy you decided to come, I just want to say that I’m sorry for roping you into my affairs. But we’ve found ourselves under near constant attack from day one and the closer we get to Cairo, the worse the attacks get.” 

You ruffled his hair, earning a disgruntled groan at how rough the action was. You were so damn heavy handed. 

“JoJo, after all that you’ve done for me I feel that this is the perfect opportunity to repay you.” you said. 

Meanwhile Jotaro was trying to figure out just who and what you were. You had an aura that said “bad guy” but you didn’t act like you had a violent bone in your body. You picked up his grandpa like he was no heavier than a pillow. Not only that, but you talked to his grandpa like you were one of those elderly, cheek pinching aunts that showed up at every family reunion. Just who the hell were you and why did you act so familiar with his grandpa? 

Jotaro was suddenly engulfed in an immense shadow just as he felt a presence behind him. He glanced over his shoulder and nearly lost his “cool guy” composure. Standing there was the biggest person he’d ever seen. Even beneath his cloak, the man’s muscles stood out. Long hair, almost as bright red as Kakyoin’s, cascaded over his shoulders and down his back. What appeared to be two small horns jutted out from the man’s crimson mane. The man towered over Jotaro, a feat not many others could pull off. 

The man seemed to glare down at Jotaro. Jotaro glared back up at him. Neither of them spoke. They just stood there, sizing each other up. Jotaro couldn’t tell if the guy was a Stand user or not, and frankly, he wasn’t anxious to find out. That dark aura he felt coming from you was nothing compared to the aura he felt from the man standing over him. Whoever this guy was, he practically exuded danger. Jotaro could tell that while he seemed relaxed at the moment, any wrong move would set this guy into attack mode in seconds. So Jotaro just stood there while the strange man examined him. 

Santana circled the oddly garbed youth, studying the human’s clothing, face, and especially his unusual headgear. It was just a soft cloth hat, so it served no purpose as armor. It was decorated with golden adornments, though whether or not they had any significance or meaning he couldn’t tell. The strangest thing about the hat was that the back of it seemed to have been ripped off. It confused him as to how the hat stayed on the human’s head with no back to it. It confused him even further how the hat’s fabric seemed to be the exact same color and texture as the human’s hair. It was almost impossible to tell where the hat ended and the hair began. 

After circling the human for a moment he bent down and looked the human directly in his eyes. Jotaro leaned back a bit, uncomfortable at Santana’s closeness. 

“Human,” Santana said. “Your headgear makes no sense.” 

Jotaro was taken aback by the stranger’s bluntness and felt a little insulted. 

“It’s fashion,” he said, sounding a bit miffed at the comment towards his beloved hat. “It doesn’t have to make sense.” 

“Pfft!” came a laugh off to his left. 

Jotaro aimed a glare in the direction the laugh came from, seeing only Polnareff who was staring wistfully at you while you talked to his grandpa, and Kakyoin who was doing a poor job of hiding his amusement. 

Traitor. 

It was then that you happened to look over at your son. Joseph’s gaze followed yours and his eyes widened. 

“You brought Santana?!” he cried. 

You huffed. 

“I’m sorry, JoJo.” you said. “I hardly had a choice. He still struggles with his fears of abandonment and when he heard that I was going to be going away for a while, he refused to stay behind.” 

“Well he’s annoying my grandson.” Joseph said, worried that a fight was about to break out. Jotaro’s Star Platinum could demolish most adversaries, but up against a non-human like Santana? He wasn’t sure how that would play out. 

You watched as your adopted son kept inching closer to the human youth, who kept inching further away from him and appeared to be getting angrier by the second. You shook your head. You knew Santana was just lashing out because the people at the Foundation told him he wasn’t allowed to pilot the helicopter. 

“Santana!” you called out to him. 

He turned to look at you and you moved your hands as if to imitate two things moving away from each other while mouthing the words, “personal space”. 

Santana stepped away from Jotaro. He was about to join you and Joseph before he stopped as if he suddenly remembered something. He stood in front of Jotaro for a moment before giving a half-hearted bow. 

“I am sorry if I made you uncomfortable.” he said before walking away. 

Jotaro raised an eyebrow at how practiced and unenthused the apology was. It seemed like he was saying it more out of necessity than anything. 

“Freakin’ weirdo…” Jotaro grumbled under his breath. 

Kakyoin sidled up to him. 

“So what do you think of our new companions, Jotaro?” he asked. 

Jotaro stared at you and Santana, who had his hands all over his grandpa’s beard while you laughed demurely at his annoyance. 

“Don’t know what to think,” he admitted. “The old man seems to know them, but I don’t remember him ever mentioning anyone like them before. I can’t tell if they’re Stand users or not. Not only that, but they talk and act as if they aren’t even human.” 

Kakyoin nodded; signature hair curl wiggling as he did so. 

“I’ll have to agree with you there… little guy.” 

Jotaro’s usual glare gave way to a look of shock when he realized what Kakyoin just said to him. He turned to give Kakyoin a much deserved sneer. Did Kakyoin of all people just make a joke about him being short? Sure, Jotaro’s height was nothing when he was standing next to a behemoth like that Santana guy, but Kakyoin was the shortest one in the group! Jotaro pointed his finger in Kakyoin’s face, giving him his signature gesture that usually warned of impending pain. Though, this time, it didn’t carry its usual violent vibe. 

“You better watch it, noodle head.” Jotaro warned. 

Kakyoin merely grinned. 

**NOTE 2: And there’s your happy ending guys! I hope it was up to your expectations. You have no idea how hard it was for me to leave it there and not add something hinting that Kars somehow got sent back to Earth. The whole time I was writing that end sequence I kept having to remind myself, “No, they asked for a happy ending!” and was all but slapping my own hands to keep them from typing out yet another dark route ending. It’s not that I have anything against happy endings (I prefer them, actually), but when writing yandere stories I can’t always help myself. And sorry if Jotaro comes off as a little out of character at the end there. I was trying to imagine what a scenario of Jotaro and Santana meeting each other would be like and this silliness seemed the most logical outcome. And yeah, you can bet that this version of Stardust Crusaders will absolutely be a “no death” version. I see it playing out mostly the same as the original story but with the added bonus of you and Santana being there to prevent Avdol, Iggy, and Kakyoin from getting killed. I can imagine DIO being not too pleased that there’s not only one, but two beings out there that are stronger than him. That’s not to say that I think that Reader and Santana wouldn’t have any trouble fighting him. The inability to see Stands coupled with DIO’s time stopping ability would still make fighting him a nightmare. Well, I’m very tired now, and I’m going to bed.**

[c-nstellati-ns]

After beating (ftm) Wammu and sparing his life, he saw you as a strong and noble partner. Now that he's your mate, he's trying to assimilate himself into human society as much as he can. You've taught him so much about the modern world; he learned about stand users, new technology, cities, and much more. Today, you decide to teach him something new. You described it as a way that humans worship and show love to their partner. Wammu is eager to know more about this "ritual" as you direct him to the bedroom. You instruct him to sit on your face while you settle yourself on the bed. At this, a tinge of pink blooms across Wammu's face. He stammers out something about how strange and impractical this ritual is. You've never seen Wammu so flustered- it was cute. After reassuring him and explaining that you just want to show how much you love him, he obliges and bashfully lowers himself onto you, his clit bumping your nose. He looks down at you for further instruction, slightly quivering. You give one experimental lick up his slit, and in response, his thighs clench hard around your head and he jolts with a choked moan. "You ok, love?" you ask, a hint of playfulness laced in your voice. Wammu nods, his face now completely red, eyes tightly shut and you could swear you heard him let out high pitched whimper. With that, you grab his hips and continue Divine Sandstorming that puthay. You know that one scene in Battle Tendancy episode 13 around 11 minutes? Yea <3. He's a total mess. He's desperately grinding his hips onto your face and drooling. You're hearing pathetic noises you'd never even imagine a pillarman making. Wammu is close, you can feel him practically vibrating. You send a faint shock of hamon through your tongue to his clit and it sends him over the edge with a pornographic squeal. He squirts. His juices gush out onto you and the bedsheets. Wammu collapses onto his side; shaking, eyes dazed, and looking very satisfied. He's totally KOed. While he rests, you wipe him down and prepare some water for him when he comes to. Wammu wakes up to his head resting in your lap as you stroke his hair. You fondly gaze down at him as he furrows his brow and clears his throat as if nothing happened. "Are there any other human rituals akin to this one I should know of?" - that anon

This took all morning help

I AM GENUINELY SO IN LOVE WITH YOU.

[choococho]

So in the Caesar and Kars example post I mentioned the APMW AU. It took me a while to post cause I was getting the gist of it down and trying to get my thoughts together, but it's finally here.

Behold

A pillarman world AU

A pillarman world: APMW: AU where the pillarmen won, taking over the world. They are all ultimate lifeforms, this includes Santana.

The AU is split into 3 different timelines:

Rebellion: APMW.R: Joseph, Caesar, lisa lisa and her 2 helpers all die, when does this happen I haven't decided yet, tho I think it will happen somewhere after the fight with Esidisi. In this version, one of the hamon users that were killed by Straizo managed to survive but with no memories of Straizo's betrayal and the existence of the pillarmen, regaining them piece by piece throughout the time period of BT while living in a small village in Mexico, and by the time the pillarmen became ultimate life forms, he regained full memories, and decided to start teaching the capable people of that town hamon in hopes of starting an underground society to take down the pillarmen. Years later, the news had made it around the globe through rebels that work among the servants of the pillarmen, and it's getting bigger and bigger, without the pillarmen's knowledge…or maybe they do know.

Last Chance: APMW.LC: this AU is similar to that of "Rebellion", with the difference being that the red stone of aja gang is not dead, and managed to escape last second and lived underground for a while, trying to plan how to take down the newly evolved pillarmen. Straizo's student still exists and he still taught the people of the town, but the news about them and the start of the society made it to the red aja gang before making it to anyone else abroad, and because of their advanced capabilities and great strategies, their group became the main leaders of the society, and they made sure to spread their influence to people that'll benefit them and were capable enough, while also keeping tabs on people that may betray them.

In both "last chance" and "rebellion", the secret society has a system put in place to keep the stand users hidden, and hamon users are advised to not use their abilities unless necessary, and not to do it in public, as even other people can betray them.

Servitude: APMW.S: the complete hopelessness AU, no one can save humanity, all hamon users are dead, and stand users got found out in some point, leading them to be hunted by the pillarmen goons and to develop tools to tell if a child is a stand user from birth or not, and if a person developed an ability down the line, and if found out they'll be killed. Humanity is over, and it's time for the pillarmen rule.

This AU can be used for world building asks/comments etcetera, it's not really limited for x readers (most of anything I'll do won't be only for one use as I want to have maximum fun and freedom) You can use it for world building in a fic, as long as there is credit.

Also yandere asks are allowed.

I'll make a separate post for how Darling can present in this AU ( I have….many ideas to say the least).

[yanderes-galore]

Concept: romantic Kars with a Hamon user darling

Don't think I've written Pillarmen on here before... so writing for Kars after so long could be fun.

Yandere! Kars with Hamon User! Darling

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Degrading behavior, Dehumanization, Possessive behavior, Human pet, Manipulation, Isolation, Kidnapping, Stalking, Murder, Blood, AU where Kars wins, Marking, Forced "relationship".

The obsession is definitely going to feel degrading to you.

Kars doesn't show much respect for humans compared to his compatriots.

He's calm, stern, and obsessive towards a goal.

He's a genius and can be patient due to how long he's been around.

Obviously, from what we see in Part 2/Battle Tendency, Kars doesn't care much for Hamon Users.

He sees them as annoying obstacles in his plans.

So while Esidisi and Wamuu humor people like Joseph or respect their abilities...

Kars typically does not.

You're no doubt a Hamon User who is helping Joseph and Caesar.

Kars would view you as weak, even if you survived as long as Joseph.

He would not view you as an equal.

While he somewhat respects your will to fight for survival...

He's still capable of putting you in your place.

Kars definitely wants to be perfect and better than everything else.

He'd never view you as a... proper partner when he has you.

He respects your warrior's spirit somewhat...

But understands he can easily squash you.

Kars would keep an eye on you throughout your journey.

He sees how you help your fellow compatriots as you all attempt to collect the Red Stone of Aja.

In a way, your bond with Joseph and Caesar reminds Kars of his bond with Esidisi and Wamuu.

Kars is capable of compassion towards his fellow Pillarmen.

Yet with you he's... well... you're enemies.

You'll be enemies for most of his obsession.

While he mostly views you as an obstacle, his obsession is a subtle curiosity.

Many times through your journey, he's attempted to kill you.

However, you've proven your strength enough to live through his attempts.

You and Joseph are annoyingly persistent.

It's some relief when Caesar dies for Kars...

But there's still you and that Joestar.

I feel when it comes to a Hamon User obsession... There's one ultimate end game.

An AU where Kars wins... and you become a toy for him.

Throughout your journey, for some reason Kars is drawn to you.

At first he thinks it's a similar reason to Wamuu towards Joseph.

Maybe it's mutual respect for your ability to persist and fight.

Kars has no need for romance... At least he thinks so.

He's obsessed with being perfect, The Ultimate Lifeform.

That's the only obsession he tries to focus on.

Then you give him an entirely new one.

Kars struggles to understand his obsession with you.

Romantic connection isn't something he's really thought about.

Let alone desire.

Yet each time Kars sees you with those other Hamon Users... He feels annoyed like usual.

But not for the reason he thinks.

It isn't because you'll all get in his way.

It's because Joseph and Caesar are around you, always caring about you.

He doesn't understand why he hates that.

Does he just find it pathetic?

Is the reason he keeps staring at you because he's annoyed you make him feel distracted?

He doesn't understand it.

Not until the final battle, where he then becomes The Ultimate Lifeform.

He succeeds in one obsession.

Yet now he's still fixated on you.

He could easily kill you now.

In fact, by this point, he's killed Lisa Lisa... Your mentor.

Plus, he's brutally injured Joseph in this version of events.

He's covered in blood and capable of doing anything.

But he doesn't kill you.

Even when you're cut and bleeding, looking all pathetic and broken beneath him.

He doesn't give that final blow.

His fellow Pillarmen are dead, your own compatriots are pretty much dead by his hands...

It's just you.

Kars doesn't entirely know why he spares you at first.

Did he take pity on you? Did he find it boring he'd have no enemy to keep him entertained?

He doesn't dwell on it long, though.

He merely picks you up, seeing how you're too weak to fight the grip he has on your neck...

Then he takes you away.

Kars would isolate you, he'd break you down into a human pet.

While he plans what to do next, he keeps his obsession over you.

Breaking you and making you his is a goal that keeps him entertained.

It's not like your Hamon can do much to him now.

You're about as weak as any other human now.

Maybe a bit more resilience, but you're still quite weak compared to Kars.

He keeps you locked away, no other humans or beings interact with you.

It's just you and him, you're always forced to see your greatest enemy.

If Kars really wants, he could probably make you immortal too.

Then he could always keep you as his pet.

Kars is possessive, but it doesn't matter too much now, does it?

Kars gets pride from marking you, just to show you you're his.

He doesn't care much about other beings now.

You belong to him, now he knows why he wants you so bad.

You are a symbol of his victory... cursed to be forever reminded of your own failures...

You're a trophy he's claimed... and he'll never let you go now.

[koogl001]

Hi. Can I get a pillarman and a deaf-mute reader?

(I like your Yandere pillarmen heads who keep the reader in their secret hideout and bring stuff for the sake of explanation)

One-Shots and Headcanons Masterlist

When you were first abducted by the pillar men, they took your quietness as a sign of defiance, or maybe you were too frightened by their presence, losing the ability to talk?

It was only polite to answer when asked a question, and disrespect was something they did not allow (especially Kars)

As your punishment, you were chained to a pole as your back was whipped

But when you didn’t let a single cry out, only gasps, Wamuu started suspecting if you even had the ability to speak in the first place

After a bit of researching, they found mutism might be the cause of your problem, so in order to communicate with you (as they were trying to obtain information from you about where exactly the Red Stone of Aja was hidden) they provided you with a small dry erase board and some markers

You explained to them that you were deaf-mute and mainly communicated with people via what you called a sigh language

Kars

Kars was disgusted by your weakness, making it his point to let you know

The humankind was even more useless than he originally thought

When he realised you had no knowledge of the Red Stone of Aja (or at least none that you made known) he decided for you to be a bargaining chip as you had no other use

He steered clear of you, after all you were not worthy of his presence

But then again, he did make a mistake by issuing a punishment for something you had no control over and for whatever reason, he wanted to make it up to you

He comforted himself that it was only fair and there was nothing more to it, no feelings attached

As quite the exquisite man who enjoyed luxury, he decided to gift you with your very own lavish room, silky clothing, and herbal bath oils

He also got you a personal maid (one of the vampires he acquired for his army) to tend to your every need

After all, in his eyes you were too weak to even take proper care of yourself

That is, only till he saw you fight

When Kars came to observe what caused such a commotion in his lair, he only saw piles upon piles of burning carcases left by his now deceased followers

Apparently, they got hungry and naturally went after the only human around, poor fools

You weren’t a part of Lisa Lisa’s team for nothing

This strangely earned you respect from the leader of the pillar men, instead of his wrath as that was what you expected

He was wrong, once again

You were admittedly far from weak, despite your limitations

Perhaps you would make a fine mate

After all, as a soon to be ultimate life form, Kars intended to rebuild his tribe and you might just be up for that task

Esidisi  

Esidisi found entertainment in exploiting your weakness

He would sneak up on you and jump out of nowhere just to give you a good scare and maybe a heart attack or two

As he was the one to bring you to the pillarmen’s lair, he knew of your hamon wielding abilities

It was clear to him they were honed to perfecting by years and years of restless training

It was commendable, for such a meek looking creature to pack such a powerful punch

He purposedly picked fights with you, testing the limit of your abilities, noting that each time you two fought you adapted to his rhythm a bit more and soon, you were even able to deal damage

Nothing serious thought, he would not allow that as much as he would not allow himself to hurt you

After one of your many sparring sessions, you questioned his unwillingness to attack you, resorting only to defence, but you were met with no answer

Why was that indeed?

The burning king found himself questioning his own actions

Was it because you were so fragile, he was afraid of shattering you?

Perhaps spending so much time with a human made him softer, he thought

Venturing outside to test that theory, Esidisi easily killed Messina, one of the two men who trained Jojo and Caesar along with Lisa Lisa

There was no sign of remorse nor mercy, so the strategic genius deduced he only had a soft spot for you, why however he couldn’t tell

You were confused when, after a meeting with Kars (in order to persuade him to keep you even after obtaining what they came for) Esidisi insisted on you sharing his room with him, but as you were in the position of a prisoner you didn’t have much say in what you wanted and didn’t want to do

He would use this opportunity of you getting closer to him to figure out his own feelings and thoughts

When he accepts that he has feelings for you, get ready for a lot of teasing as he loves when you get frustrated with him, finding your pouting face adorable and precious

He’ll pinch your cheeks and tell you he was only joking, enveloping you in a big hug

Wamuu

He feels so much guilt over your punishment which you clearly did not deserve as you had no control over your inability to speak, he distanced himself from you at the start

He knew he had to make it up to you somehow, so he started secretly sneaking outside, grabbing whatever he thought might get you to forgive him for his wrongdoings

He didn’t however know much about trying to win someone’s favour as he was but a child when his tribe was wiped clear by his masters, not getting to know how to properly act in social situations

What do women want? Is it power? Money? Flowers? Clothes? Jewels? What is it?

He decided to seek help from human books, especially romantic novels and appropriated the ways the lead male characters acted towards their love interest

Tons of flowers, words of affirmation and compliments, help with whatever you wanted, companionship and much more is coming your way

This gentle giant will make you feel like a princess straight out of a fairy tale

He’ll spoil you rotten and then some more with his sweet words and actions

He soon finds he enjoys your company quite a bit, looking forward to coming back to you after each mission requiring him to leave your side

He’ll soon incorporate light physical sighs of affections, such as holding your hand, your shoulder, and around your waist

When you accept his advances and even start reciprocating them, he’ll be over the moon and go a bit further with hugs, kisses on the cheek or forehead, brushing your hair and such

He’ll go slowly, accepting that he put you in a difficult position since you are still their prisoner

If you ever come up to him on your own and start a little cuddle session, he might just die from happiness

Santana

This sign language you speak of sounds new, and he loves new things he can learn, so he’ll get to it as soon as possible

With his adaptive nature and high intelligence, he masters it in less than a month, eager to show you his progress and maybe get you to point out if he got it correctly

You’ll praise him and tell him how extremely sweet of a gesture it is, loving that you’ll be able to express yourself to him a bit more freely

As he’s not familiar with the concept of praise, he’ll be confused by the warm feeling in his chest

Was he ill? No, pillarmen couldn’t get ill, but then what was it?

Conducting a small experiment, he soon found he only felt this when in your presence specifically, did you have powers that made this happen?

Feels no shame, so he’ll outright ask you about this new sensation, making you flustered

It was as if he was indirectly confessing to you

As you were too embarrassed to explain, you showed him some books that might hold answers to his question and left him to his own devices

He’ll quickly become possessive as he’s more feral than the rest and will feel the need to protect you from any protentional danger since you’re such a fragile creature

He’ll go as far as to straight up growl at Esidisi when he tries to mess with you

He’ll make a nest for the two of you in his room and demand you stay with him 24/7 for “protection purposes”, though he just wants to spend every second in your warm presence

He’ll go out of his way to impress you, not only to show you he is a capable mate but also to get some more praise that he quickly becomes addicted to

If you want him to go putty in your arms, simply tell him how much of a good boy he is

[platonicyanderewrighter]

Platonic yandere jjba villains (p.1 re-write)

This is an au ware the Villains live together and are yandere for your sister and platonic yandere for you.

(Y/n): Your name

(S/n): sisters name

I was left depressed when my parents died in a car crash, I was alone for a for a few days and didn't answer anyone's phone calls. Which worried my older sister a lot, so she texted me that she was going to pick me up to live with her, so I started to pack my clothes and some belongings. My sister warned me that she had some roommates and that they could be a bit intimateing."Are you sure it's a good idea? I don't want to bother your roommates..." I said to my sister as we were on another phone call."I'm sure you'll be fine, I'll talk to my friends so they'll leave you alone."

I believed my sister and didn't really worry about them until I actually met them. My sister told me their names Dio, Kars, Wamuu, Esidisi, santana, kira, diavolo, and Doppio Their names sounded very odd, but I didn't say anything as I left to go hide in my new bedroom. The men mostly ignored me. However, Doppio didn't. He was nice enough, but I don't understand why he insistent that we talk. He followed me to my room, and sadly, my door didn't have a lock. My sister trusts these men too much.

I noticed that Doppio was following close behind me as i walked into my room. "Do you need any help unpacking?" Doppio asked in a sweet tone as I opened one of my suitcases, I just wanted to be left alone."No thanks, but thanks for the offer." I said, starting to put my clothes in the dresser, but he didn't listen and helped anyway.

"Do you know how long you're going to stay?" Doppio asked, sounding curious."I only plan on staying for a few months." My answer caused Doppio to look concerned."But where would you go? If I remember correctly, you don't have any other family around." He's right. I don't have any other family, but I had a really bad feeling about the men in this house, and the fact that I'm smaller than everyone does not help at all.

I just have to wait for school to start so I can be able to stay away from everyone and hopefully not annoy anyone."Um....do you know anything about the other men here? Like should I stay away?" Doppio started to think."Well, I think you should definitely avoid kars, santana, diavolo, and dio. I'm sure they dislike everyone who isn't (s/n)." That does make sense. They didn't look happy when I arrived, but I quickly went into my room before they could say anything.

Before I could ask Doppio anything else I heard my sister calling for me, I think she's trying to get me to interact with her 'friends'."hey (y/n)! Can you come down for a few minutes!?" I was apprehensive about being around the others and Doppio could tell."hey, I can tell (s/n) that you're tired and don't want to talk." Doppio offered, sounding sympathetic, understanding that I didn't want to be around the others."no it's alright, I'll have to see them eventually anyway. It's best that I just get it over with." Doppio nodded and followed me out of my room, I tried to hide my fear as I walked downstairs hearing my sister talking to the other men, it sounded like she was trying to convince them about something.

"just give her a chance she won't cause any troub- oh? (y/n) you finally came down! Do you like your room?" I nodded before responding in a small voice."yes I like it." I examined everyone in the room. Kars, dio, diavolo and didn't really look happy but they seemed to agree to what my sister asked and Wamuu and kira looked indifferent to my presence. Doppio and (s/n) are the only ones that looked happy that I was there, I was about to ask if I could leave but then (s/n) started to talk again."(y/n) I'd like you to try to stay out of your room."

Damn I didn't like the idea of staying around everyone longer than I need to."Alright..... is there anything else you need to talk about?" The others started to leave the room, leaving only me, Doppio, and diavolo. I was about to leave, but Doppio stopped me as he started to talk to diavolo.

"Boss (y/n) isn't what we thought she'd be. Rather tame compared to other kids." Diavolo just looked at me then back to Doppio."And I'm supposed to care?" He sounded less annoyed but not by much."I'm not going to stay for that long, I'm going to leave as soon as I can so I won't bother you much." Doppio immediately looked at me, worried.

"Why do you want to leave already? You haven't even been here a day." Before I could say anything, diavolo started to talk again."Just don't annoy anyone, and you'll be fine. Almost everyone will just ignore you." I just sighed."I'm going to school in a week so I'm not going to be around much." Doppio didn't seem to like that either. "Don't you think it's too soon? Your parents died not long ago. You need time to grieve." He wasn't wrong, but I didn't want to stay here, I don't feel safe here. I got out of Doppio's grasp before going back to my room.

[joujouyn]

Can you please write a Yandere pillar men x Fem reader fic?

YOOHOO GUESS WHO😍😍

Your prayers have been answered dear YNs for WE ARE BACK💗💗💗🥰🥰🥰 I know all of you were counting down the days till another cuntwrenching story and we are finally here to deliver pookies🥺🥺

This one is dedicated to this lovely YN🌸 hope we did your vision justice🥺🥺🥺💗💗💗💗💕💕🫘

Pt. 1 Yandere!Pillar Men x Fem!Reader

Kars and Wamuu are included in this one🥺🥺🥺😍😍😍🌹🌹🌹

TW‼️: mentions of stalking😈😈, farts, cocaine?, STEAMY🔥🔥🔥🥵

KARS

WAMUU

[the-illiterate-pirate]

JoJo Masterlist

* = Nsfw

° = Angst

× = Yandere

≈ = Family fic

© = Crack fic

Robert Speedwagon

• If I Was Your Vampire

Dio Brando

• In Due Time°

• Shame on the Night*

Joseph Joestar

• In-A-Godda-Da-Vidda°

Caesar Zeppeli

• In-A-Godda-Da-Vidda°

Pillarmen

• Pillow Talk

• Coddling Santana and Wamuu (HCs)

• Pillarmen with a child "hostage" (HCs)

Wamuu

• Love Machine*

Crusaders

• Them falling in love (HCs)

• Singing "Tequila" on karaoke night (HCs)

Jotaro Kujo

• One Shot, 2 Shot ©

• Bring on the Night*

• Feel Good Inc.

Mohammed Avdol

• Burnin' for You

Terence D'Arby

• Holding on to You*

Josuke Higashikata

• Don't Stop Me Now

Rohan Kishibe

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

Akira Otoishi

• Pepper

Hayato Kawajiri

• A Little Bit Off Today ≈

Yoshikage Kira

• Beggin'*

• Modern Love*

Guido Mista

• Looking for a Kiss*

La Squadra

• Japanese Mythology HCs

• Seducing La Squadra* (HCs)

• NSFW headcanons*

• No Rest for the Wicked AU HCs

Melone

• Him with your pet tortoise (HCs)

Diavolo / Vinegar Doppio

• Head Like a Hole, Ch. 1

Weather Report

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

• Dancing in the Moonlight

• Canned Heat

• Electric Love ×

• Dad Report ≈

• Dreams of a Samurai*

• Cold as Ice

• What's New Pussycat*

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

• S/o is on their period (HCs)

Emporio Alnino

• Thank You (for sending me an angel) ≈

Narciso Anasui

• Dating HCs

• S/o is on their period (HCs)

Jotaro Kujo

• Drive*

Enrico Pucci

• Fallen Angel*

• Lady in Red*

• My Light*

• Saints an' Sinners*

• Take Me to Church*

• That's Life

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

• S/o on their period (HCs)

Johngali A.

• White Room*

Thunder McQueen

• SFW & NSFW HCs*

• (You) Shook Me All Night Long*

D an G

• SFW & NSFW HCs*

Donatello Versace

• To Heal*

Perla Pucci

• General platonic HCs

Gyro Zeppeli

• Hayloft*

• Hayloft II*

• Kickstart My Heart*

• Whole Lotta Love*

Diego Brando

• Moonage Daydream*

Sandman

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

Mountain Tim

• Save a Horse (Ride a Cowboy)*

Funny Valentine

• Cupid's Chokehold ×

Oyecomova

• Oye Cómo Va*

Blackmore

• I Surrender*

• Twisted Nerve ch. 1

D-I-S-C-O

• Dating HCs*

Josefumi Kujo

• Dating HCs (Ft. Kira)

Jobin Higashikata

• Hard Lovin' Man*

Aisho Dainenjiyama

• Keep On Loving You

Tooru

• Can't Help Falling in Love

• Bad Case of Lovin' You

• Tooru HCs* (SFW and NSFW)

• Yan!Tooru HCs*

• Doctor play with Tooru* (HCs)

• Tooru x Nurse!reader*

Paco Lovelantes

• Good Old-fashioned Lover Boy

[deceitful-darlings]

@naerwenia Match-up commission

Yandere/Normal matchup

Fandoms: Twisted Wonderland and JJBA

I match you with...

3rd Place...

Malleus Draconia

Malleus is very much a contradiction, he seems aloof and cold, yet he is desperate and needy, he looks like someone who would be unaffected by most issues, yet when it comes to you the smallest of changes can cause him huge distress, he seems extremely knowledgeable, but there are some things you consider common sense that he just doesn’t understand. In a similar way to you, Malleus struggles socially, he isn’t up to date on how to interact with humans, faes respect him too much to simply talk to him, and he’s incredibly lonely for it. Having someone like you who struggles with those cues as well makes him more comfortable, as he knows he doesn’t need to be correct and you won’t be upset at him for it.

As he hasn’t had many people there for him in his life, Malleus clings to any and every instance of care or affection you show him. Those smaller gestures of love are alien to him, so he adores them even more, everything you do for him, anything you make for him, to him could be the equivalent of you bearing his child with how much he fawns over your actions. And the way you listen to him, actually listen and understand, is there really any surprise when he finds his dragon instinct flaring up, marking you as one of his treasures and something he needs to claim and protect? He’s the prince of a nation, he can provide you with whatever you need, and he will let you have anything you want. He’ll take you to any shows you desire within The Valley of Thorns. Want to learn more about the fae? He shall answer any question you have, if he is busy Lilia would do so in his stead, and the library is always open to you, allowing you full access to everything except any books around dangerous curses and magic. And as his bride-to-be, you shall be coddled and protected in every way. Lavish meals served to you, his retainers tasked to make sure you never get too caught up in something to make sure you’re looked after.

But with as sweet as he can be, Malleus is still a fae, and a fae that has ruts. With your hesitancy towards children, he’s careful to make sure a contraceptive potion is part of your daily caretaking, because while he does need an heir, he can simply task Lilia with snatching up a newborn child with similar features to his own and raising them. Of course, the two of you would have small interactions with them as necessary, but for the most part Lilia would take over their parenting, leaving him and you plenty of time alone, which is especially helpful through said ruts. During these times, you aren’t given a choice about serving his needs, and he either cannot or will not control his need to continue to claim his mate, the dragon in his screaming at him to do so. It can be days, over a whole week, and you just need to accept it because his instincts will not let you go during his rut. You’ll come out the other end bruised and scratched up and bloated with cum, but don’t worry! Malleus does feel guilty for your wounds, and in his own mind will return your kindness and care for him, having you remain in bed while he tends to you, praising you for taking him so well. Only he and Lilia will look after you during this time, and Lilia only when he has court matters that must be attended, he wants to spend every moment of your recovery with you. The first time he is especially fretful over your wounds, but when it becomes clear you don’t mind some tougher treatment? Well, knowing that his control can slip during the next intimate moment you share that simply has the domineering dragon in him purring.

In 2nd Place...

Wamuu

The most respectful...if you can call it that, of The Pillarmen, Wamuu isn’t one to start a fight or challenge anyone he sees as weak. Touching women is pretty much off limits for him except in exceptional circumstances, so when it comes to putting you in danger, he straight up refuses any notion of it. No, he is very old fashioned in his view of gender roles, he is a warrior, he is a defender, there is no equality in a relationship with him in any way, one will defend, and the other is defended. And in this equation, it’s obvious to him who is going to satisfy each role.

For him, he’s surprisingly soft, but he’s also very strict about the roles in this relationship. You pick something up? He’ll take it off you. You try to work out to get stronger. Nope, he’ll pick you up from where you are and drop you back on a seat, which depending on what he’s doing might just be his lap. It goes against his pride to allow you to do anything that could be perceived as more traditionally masculine or requiring any form of strength, you trying to become stronger, while not a threat to him, is something he sees as wholly unnecessary, and in his view is you showing him that you doubt his strength, so he will relegate you to tasks away from said strength. You try and run away? He’s not even violent, he simply finds you, throws you over his shoulder, and takes you back home. With the time he spent frozen, the stories he is able to tell you are ones you’ve never heard before, folklore that has been long forgotten by the world, and as soon as he notices the enraptured expression and your focus on him during this time, he of course takes note and whenever your upset will hold you and tell you such beliefs and stories from him time and people. He’s appreciative and now expectant of your style, not to mention that dresses are far easier access.

And when it comes to access, well, Wamuu is a warrior, and he has the stamina to match. Sure, he’s respectful, but in his mind as the protected it is also your job to serve his needs, both domestic and sexual. He has no issue with the way in which you look after the home, but he expects you to serve him as well, whether you desire it in the moment or not is no issue, because he is sure that he can make it so you will want him. He’s well aware that his size could cause issues, you’re tiny in comparison to a normal personality let alone someone like him, so he’s considerate enough to make sure to prepare you every time with his fingers, which in themselves could easily be enough to satisfy you, but he’s certainly not going to stop there. You may cry that it hurts, and he is as understanding as can be, but he doesn’t allow you to run away. He is your protector, which means that this is part of your duty now, learning to take him will be your form of strength, to push through the inevitable pain of his first thrust, you can scratch his back and cry and whimper but you will not reject him. If you try to push him away his hands will encase your shoulders in their entirety, pushing you back down to the bed, demanding grasp tight enough to bruise. It is in these moments he will remind you that he’s strong enough to easily overpower you, that in the end no matter how domestic this situation seems, that this is all done to his desire, but even in those moments of pain he will still be honourable, in his own way comforting you, telling you that with time your body with come to know him, and just as you have become accustomed to your life with him, you shall come to be used to his body too.

And in 1st Place...

Mozus Trein

A man who thought himself far past his prime, a man who had already completed, in most people’s eyes, a large portion of his life. Trein has a wealth of experience with which to understand you, and a surprising amount of patience for a man that works at Night Raven College. He’s already had children, both grown, so he doesn't feel the need to start such a family life again if you don’t want to. In a way, while a relationship with Trein may be frowned upon by society due to the age difference, it could work out to be surprisingly healthy…

As long as you follow his rules and lead that is. Don’t get me wrong, he is absolutely understanding of most things, however it can be to a point of patronisation. He’s old fashioned like that, in that as the younger partner, you simply don’t have the necessary experience to bring to the relationship to be a total equal. He doesn’t think it’s a bad thing though, while he may not take the things you say completely seriously all the time, while he can occasionally talk down to you in a may that’s frustrating for you, while he may tell you ‘No, you can’t do that.’, he also provides for you entirely. While he can deal with a small amount of ‘misbehaviour’, and is understanding of your quirks as he gets to know you on a more personal level, it doesn’t put you above discipline if he deems you as having crossed a line.

Really, you simply have to be a little housewife, a companion for him. Forget about forgetting yourself, because with him the only things you need to think about are the two of you while he provides the rest. The small house you live in only needs to be clean, and meals ready, and then you can do what you want with the rest of the day. Reading, watching those horror movies you like so much, listening to that music he himself isn’t fond of, honestly it’s probably better to do the more ‘modern’ stuff during the day, because when he returns home, Mozus prefers a quiet, more traditional evening, he doesn’t mind you doing your handicrafts, reading, but the music and movies? Not so much. When you do begin to get bored with such a lifestyle, he does know how to surprise you with things like nights out for theatre or opera performances, or a nice meal so you don’t have to cook, and even things as simple as bringing home some flowers to thank you for fixing his cufflink that was coming loose. It’s a rather mundane life, but do remember that this man knows exactly how to discipline unruly youth if you begin to doubt or, in his eyes, take advantage of his kindness. Sexual punishments aren’t really a thing from him, he’s a patient man after all. Once you’ve settled down and begun to once again develop sexual urges after the stress at the beginning of your captivity, that’s when he starts to use it against you. He will absolutely lock you in a chastity belt so you can’t deal with it alone, you’ll be forced to go to him to ask for relief, and as he is patient waiting for you to come to him, he is patient in assisting you, to the point of agony. There is no rush, his hands are slow and gentle, touches teasing and soft, and he will not go further. You see, he wants to see you squirming under him, begging for him to go further, to use his fingers fully, to satisfy you fully, those pleas will eventually fall from your lips, he will make sure of it. And once he is done, you’re strapped right back into the belt. You will come to associate only his touch with pleasure, and be reminded that you are the one that asks him to provide it for you. How long would it take for your mind to twist those facts with his quiet dominance reminding you of your place?

[zyettemoon1800]

Kars

Kars with a really clingy s/o

*Cuddles* Santana x reader x Kars

Kars Headcannon *sick/chubby reader

Kars x reincarnated reader

Esidisi x Kars

Yandere Kars x reader * My Queen*

Kars x Wamuu *Headcannon*

Kars and Esidisi with an s/o who is usually very stingy with sweets

Yandere Kars  A-Z *NSFW*

Yandere Kars

Yandere Kars Pt.2

more yandere kars

Kars x insecure reader

Yandere #15 Kars

Yandere kars x reader with kids

Yandere Kars x reader who has children pt.2 *hc*

* Modern AU* Kars x black reader

Esidisi

Esidisi x thicc/smol reader *Punishment* ;)

Esidisi Headcannon *sick/chubby reader*

Esidisi x Kars

Wamuu x reader x Esidisi  *Easily sick S/o*

Esidisi  *NSFW A-Z*

Kars and Esidisi with an s/o who is usually very stingy with sweets

fluffy esidisi hcs

Esidisi x reader *rough day*

*Modern AU* Esidisi x shy s/o *daddy kink*

*Esidisi x curvy reader*

Wammu

Wammu Headcannon *sick/chubby reader*

Yandere Wammu x shy/smol reader

Wamuu x chubby reader lemon*Perfect*

Wamuu x reader x Esidisi  *Easily sick S/o*

Kars x Wamuu *Headcannon*

Wamuu x Ceaser's sister

Santana and Wammu find their s/o wearing a silly halloween costume

Yandere Wammu x shy/smol reader

Wamuu  A-Z*NSFW*

Wammu and Santana reacting to ugly sweater

Wamuu x reader  *modern*

Yandere wammu n,o, or p

Wham and Santana with an s/o who is trying to surprise them with homemade chocolate treats

*Endurance* (Wamuu x fem.reader) *lemon*

S/o stepping on Wham's shadow

Santana and wamuu *forehead kisses*

Santana

*Cuddles* Santana x reader x Kars

Santana Headcannon *sick/chubby reader*

Yandere Santana x Scientist Reader

Santana x insecure chubby reader

Santana and Wamuu x strong reader

Santana x Tiny GF story

Santana x smol gf *headcannon*

Santana A-Z *NSFW*

Wammu and Santana reacting to ugly sweater

Santana on Valentine's Day

clingy.Santana x workaholic reader

Santana x busy reader

Santana and wamuu *forehead kisses*

Santana x affectionate reader

Force Santana into being a little spoon

CatboySantana

[agsbf]

Faça um pedido (JJBA) + Masterlist

Aqui nesse blog você irá encontrar:

Au(s)

Fluff

Angústia

Platônico e romântico

X leitora (Desculpe, não escrevo para leitores masculinos.)

Oneshots (com algumas exceções)

Headcanons, fanfics e misto

Conteúdo yandere (Não com tanta frequência)

Infelizmente não posso oferecer:

Oc x Canon

Canon x Canon

NSFW

MASTERLIST: DEATH NO MORE:

Fique à vontade para solicitar uma fanfic dos seguintes personagens:

Tendência a porradaria:

Joseph Joestar

Caesar Zeppeli

Lisa Lisa

Karls

Esidisi

Wamuu

Santana

Suzie Q

Stardust Crusaders:

Jotaro Kujo

Noriaki Kakyoin

Jean Pierre Polnareff

Joseph Joestar (Pt 3)

Muhammad Avdol (escrevo Abdul)

Telence D'Arby

Daniel D'Arby

Mariah

N'doul

Oingo e Boingo (Platônico para o segundo)

Chaka

Iggy (Platônico):

O diamante é intakavel:

Josuke Higashikata

Okuyasu Nijimura

Keicho Nijimura

Jotaro Kujo (Pt 4)

Mikitaka Hazekura

Yukako Yamagishi

Toshikazo Hazamada

Tonio trussardi

Toyohiro Kaneidachi

Masazo Kinoto

Rohan Kishibe

Vento Aureo:

Giorno Giovanna

Bruno Bucciarati

Leone Abbacchio

Narancia Chirga

Guido Mista

Pannacotta Fugo

Trish Una

Polnareff (pt 5)

La Squadra [Todos os membros (inclusive Pesci), juntos ou separados, porém Sorbet e Gelato não entram na lista]

Stone Ocean:

Jolyne Cujoh

Hermes Costello

Foo Fighters

Narciso Anasui

Jotaro Kujo (pt 6)

Gwess

Johngalli A.

Só para esclarecer:

Caso esteja lendo esse post no futuro, é provável que tenha percebido que alguns personagens não são permitidos as solicitações, porém há fanfics minhas; isso é pelo fato de eu considerá-los difíceis de interpretar e escrever algo sobre em determinados cenários. Todavia não se desespere pequena gafanhota, confira minha masterlist (sujeita a adição constante de personagens.) para ver se já leu todos os conteúdos de seus personagens favoritos.

[silvernyxchariot]

Gosh, forgive me for asking such a strange and possibly horrible question. If a person were to have an unwanted pregnancy, would the pillarmen be able to penetrate the internal organs (at least by hand) to engulf the fetus?

⚠️CW/TW: deletus the fetus** talk and moral questioning⚠️

"Are the Pillarmen physically capable of removing a fetus within the reproductive organs?" is how my brain understood that. Oh, you bet'cha. (Yes.) Long answer... below the cut.

Kars and Esidisi are questionable. All the Pillarmen can probably copy each other and body morph, but I'm focused on what we see in the anime/manga. I. . . I really doubt you'd want Esidisi's brain and nervous system form digging into you like that. . . unless you're into it 😏. . . Don't stare at me like that! Σ(Дﾟ;)

If we mean "safely remove a fetus, so that mothers and seahorse dads are unharmed," yes. Santana is the best example of body manipulation/horror if we look at his feats, same thing with Wamuu. Santana has 1) absorbed a vampire through his skin, 2) used his ribcage as a trap/vice, 3) turned his stomach into a man-eating trap on Joesph, 4) tried to kill Speedwagon by using the tips of his fingers to Atco the brain, 5) and can invade a human body without distorting them. . . We're not looking at that one German soldier that exploded and died, that was just self-defense./j 😤 Wamuu, when he was awoken from his 2,000 year slumber, attached a line of soldiers by their hands and subsequently drained them of life, all at once, by poking one of them in the forehead.

Edit: I had to remind myself NOW that Esidisi and Wamuu implanted rings around Joseph's aorta and windpipe without even killing Joseph!!!

Kars, in his ultimate state, I think can definitely "penetrate the internal organs to engulf the fetus" without the mom or seahorse dad feeling a thing. His ultimate form has been shown creating and transforming life from his own body. So, I wouldn't doubt the possibility of him performing deletus the fetus with ease.

Since I put a "moral questioning" warning, I want to add that Wamuu would have the hardest time with this. Physically, he can perform the deletus, but he's not fond of the idea. He questions Kars on killing children and he dislikes battling women, even if they're hamon users and essentially a threat to him. Warrior's honor and all that./teasing Santana is a curious boy and would remove the fetus by request just so he could investigate human reproduction. Kars and Esidisi, no problem. Bruh, they pulled a genocide of their species. Kars also goes on a monologue about how he's "not a warrior or a romantic, like Wamuu." It was also mentioned, if not implied, somewhere that he experimented on humans to create the stone masks. What morality?!¿/rhetorical

Bonus! If the fetus is not affecting the parent's health and it was theirs/half-Pillarman, the answer is no. They're not going to deletus the fetus. [*insert yandere!Pillarmen with an impregnation kink here*]

**I'm sOrRyy. That phrase is hilarious to me.

[book-of-yanderes]

I need some fluff of the buff Pillarmen! Darling falls asleep on their chest? And like little written scenarios for it please!

Kars

You tried to fight against him, and most of the time you stand your ground against the behemoth of a man. But this time, your body wasn't up for it. You were exhausted, tired, and wanted to curl up and sleep. When Kars beckoned you to sit with him, you gave in, energy not there to deal with it. It was quiet for a while, the man treating you like porcelain as usual as he relished having a darling like you. But once his hands went to rub your head did you cave. You simply readjusted so you could be in his lap, face nuzzling up into his defined pectorals. While he wasn't a major heat radiator, the touch was pleasant as it lulled you into a slumber you truly needed. The man above you relished in this moment where you showed weakness and put your trust in him as you slipped into the unconscious world of dreams.

Esidisi

Running around tired you, and actually getting along with your captor was something new. He had offered the idea to keep you warm as goosebumps had riddled your body earlier from the cold evening air. Now it was darker and even colder. The warm-ups the two of you did didn't keep you warm anymore, and another cold breeze made you cling onto him. Oh, how he was so warm. The perfect heat for a cozy nap. Skip the blankets. You just wanted to curl into him to stay warm and sleep off your aches from the day. He was relaxing, eyeing you as you started to approach him. You sat in his lap, legs folded so they could also be warmed by him. Once you had settled against him, you could feel heat radiated from him, areas you touched feeling even warmer. Simply stating you were sleepy and cold was enough for the man to wrap his arms around you and kiss the crown of your head. He loved these tender moments the two of you shared.

Wamuu

You felt safe with him, mainly with how he treated and respected you. Even now, as you two calmly just shared space together, it was calm. But as you continued on conversing with him, you found yourself trying to keep your eyes open. You simply stated you were tired when Wamuu gave concern and waved him off when he offered to take you to the bed to sleep. You wanted to still chat, finding your current conversation to be fun and entertaining. But when a yawn escaped you, Wamuu was even more persistent in getting you in bed. Again, you refused and instead went to rest in his lap, your back against his chest. He was startled by the move but didn't mind it. You were trusting him with yourself, so it only signified growing affection in Wamuu's eyes. You two continued to talk until you dozed off against him, resting your head against the upper arm of the one wrapped around you currently. He could get used to this.

Santana

After a long night of continual travel, you were exhausted. Santana didn't want to stop, and he would start dragging you when you were behind. Now, resting in a dark spot for the daytime, you found yourself on a collapse. Being up for more than 24 hours exhausted your body, so the ground looked comfortable to you. But once on it, you found it too uncomfortable for sleep. Santana was currently making a place to rest and relax, soon settling into it while looking at you. The place he made was only big enough for him, no room for a human next to him. Well... you wanted to be comfy. He didn't seem to mind when you sat between his legs and leaned back on him. And when you said he was comfier than the floor, Santana took to it to keep you close to him and leaned back against the curving wall. If tiring you out on the long walks meant this, he would do it more.