#Yandere Jotaro x Female Reader

[sl33paholics]

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

Would You Do This With Me?

Josuke Higashikata x fem!reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was all until he hit your spot.

And all hell broke loose.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 accepting requests for anime only ( check pinned post for more details )

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 kinktober requests will still be honored even though i’m finished with kinktober 2022. they will simply be written whenever i can instead ( most may be turned into mini dizzy drabbles writing events when i start those! ). if you sent an anime request and you don’t see it on this list, please feel free to resend it because these are the only ones i have! 💕

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𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧

Could we get a corruption kink with Levi Ackerman (aot) for kinktober? 👀 — anonymous

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𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬

BB Sebastian in his demon form x female reader — stygianoir

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𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐮

Could I request fear kink+dacryphilia with enmu 🥰 — anonymous

Hi can I request yandere enmu! Like stalkerish maybe kidnapper enmu? Thanks!! — anonymous

Hi doll so for kinktober how about enmu and somno 👀 as much as I would want to be awake I feel like he would use his power to be able to instantly put people to sleep — anonymous

𝐠𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚

Can I request giyu and sex pollen, hes so reserved I wanna see him not be able to control himself lol — anonymous

𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮

Hii not sure if it’s okay to request right now but whenever you have time can I please request nsfw demon Rengoku punishing his shy s/o because he caught her talking to Akaza (although she tried to avoid contact, Akaza knew Rengoku was nearby and he purposely wanted to make him mad 😭) — anonymous

ᴅɪᴀʙᴏʟɪᴋ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs

𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢

hey could i request ayato sakamaki and cnc 🙏❤️‍🩹 — anonymous

ғɪʀᴇ ғᴏʀᴄᴇ

𝐨𝐛𝐢 𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐮

Not me needing Akitaru Obi calling me his princess whilst he fucks me into the mattress with ally stuffed animals watching. — anonymous

ɪɴᴜʏᴀsʜᴀ

𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚

InuYasha! I love that dog demon man so much. Can you write him and claiming kink for kinktober? — anonymous

ᴊᴏᴊᴏ’s ʙɪᴢᴀʀʀᴇ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇ

𝐝𝐢𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨

You should def write more Dio, you write him very well! I wanted to request another fic/blurb of you and him during part 1 era, and you are a sacrifice to him by the town — anonymous

Dio Brando x reader with a stand user he napped and is in his mansion and he’s just being his good ol self(I feel like marking and collars would vibe with him) — anonymous

may i politely request some part 3 DIO noncon/exhibitionism with an unwilling virgin reader? i love how you characterize him 🥺💕 — anonymous

𝐣𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐚

𝐣𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐤𝐮𝐣𝐨

hi can u write some joot smut where he uses a speculum to gape female readers ass 👉🏼👈🏼 maybe he decides to use her as his human toilet? 🥴 — anonymous

Was also wondering if it wouldn’t be too much, if you could write an nsfw scenario with Jotaro? Preferably with a Spicier ™ reader who’s a bit of a tsundere. Maybe she gets on his nerves on purpose and he dubcons her? Adding some degradation would be *chefs kiss* but you don’t need to! — anonymous

Can we have the stardust crusaders react to walking in on a naked y/n? Reader can keep taking off their clothes if you want extra spice ;) — anonymous

𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐧

Could I pretty please have something a little soft with Kars/the Pillar Men or Dio? Maybe cuddling with the reader or comforting them? I just go feral for big scary men being soft with their lovers 🥺👉👈 — theluckychemist

oh my god, more wild and animalistic pillarmen? No, they're certainly smart, talkative, and can be intelligent, but their possible ancient caveman nature is still there and they have animal habits. Pillarmen growl, hiss, grunt/make other noises, sniff the reader, may bite. They grin during sex or simply grin at the reader, showing a row of sharp teeth of their jaws, threatening her — anonymous

Since you don't write for Speedwagon, could I please change to a pillar men x reader gangbang fic with degradation and spanking? — anonymous

𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐢𝐜𝐞

thinking about vanilla ice cucking me while dio watches....(if you write for vanilla ice ofc) AGHH — anonymous

ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛsᴜ ᴋᴀɪsᴇɴ

𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮

How about cucking with Husband! Geto x fem reader x Gojo? Or you can add another character of your choice? Thank you 💕— joyfulenthusiastwitch

𝐦𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐨

For kinktober what about mahito with predator prey 👀 and when he finally catches you obviously it would be like dubcon or noncon whatever you're more comfortable with! — anonymous

𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

I feel like you need more sukuna for kinktober so what about sukuna and branding 👀 — anonymous ( 2 of the same request )

So for the request I was think sukuna double penetration and painal 😁 — anonymous

𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢

I just realized, Toge could literally make you cum on command. — anonymous

There honestly needs to be more Toge Inumaki content, he is the loml. Imagine him using his cursed speech with his s/o during sex I - — anonymous

ᴋᴀᴍɪɢᴀᴍɪ ɴᴏ ᴀsᴏʙɪ

𝐥𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐥𝐚𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧

For kinktober: Loki Laevatein + master kink — anonymous

𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞𝐮𝐬

Would you do reading together with Thoth from kamigami? I am down bad for that man🥰 — mylifeisjustasongreference

ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ

𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐨 𝐨𝐡

omfg puh LEASE. can you write something for sangwoo. a lil dub con ? maybe ? a lil .. impact play ? spit kink — anonymous

ᴍʏsᴛɪᴄᴍᴇssᴇɴɢᴇʀ

𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧 𝐫𝐲𝐮

For your kinktober, can I get Zen from Mystic Messenger + mutual masturbation — anonymous

𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐦

and virginity with yoosung? for kinktober — glowunderthemoon

ᴏʙᴇʏ ᴍᴇ!

𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧

leviathan would be really into being tied up,edged and used like ur personal sex toy — anonymous

ᴏɴᴇ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ

𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐚 𝐳𝐨𝐫𝐨

Hello! I see you like Zoro from One Piece. lol, is it just me or do you also see him getting off using his swords on “reader”? Like insertion or even knifeplay. Or both? Maybe very yandere Zoro? Hohoho? — anonymous

ᴛᴡɪsᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅ

𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐡

i just read the “after party” fic and was wondering if you could do a part two with fem reader getting tied up n stuff?? like how floyd was saying he would do at the end of the fic??? — anonymous

Can I request yandere leech twins (together) x fem reader when reader tries to escape and they catch her and punish her. It can be smut or not whichever you prefer. — kazuha-fuck-me-please

𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝

Okay, i think Idia would be pretty forward and perverted once he gets comfortable with his partner and won't hesitate to take the lead or initiate sexy timess — anonymous

𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐥

Pussy drunk Jack Howl - Jack who is so respectful and considerate but the moment he slides in he goes feral and cannot control himself. Jack who uses his strength to manhandle you into any position he desires. Jack who’s mouth turns to absolute filth because he can’t contain the urge to tell you just how good you feel around him. — anonymous

𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫

Okay so I love the idea of Leona going absolutely feral when he finds out that reader meets with Malleus at night sometimes, not even in a secret-meeting-for-rendezvous kinda thing they just enjoy each other’s company, but we all know Leona is possessive as all hell and would just lose his shit. Also I get all mushy when I think of romantic sex with him, like he calms himself down a little after a few rounds, smells himself all over reader, sees them all marked up by him, and just sits them in his lap with his arms around them tightly and lets them take it at their own pace, while he mutters about how much he cares about them, but his words are still laced with a hint of possessiveness “you better not leave me” and “you’re mine”. — anonymous

hi I don’t know if you want to do so but can I request a enemies to lover fic about leona x tsundere afab reader if you would like? — anonymous

𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐚

Okay so Malleus and reader are fwb. But, you hate each other’s guts more or less (it’s definitely less but who’s gonna admit that). You’re not together, but god forbid he sees you flirting with someone else 😉 — chxrrysangel

𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞

Hii!! Sorry if this doesn't make sense but may I ask for a soft dom!Neige and Che'nya helping the fem!reader through their first time?? May I request for it to be in the missionary position, pretty vanilla because i cant imagine these two liking any other position, like passionate sex? — anonymous

𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐤 𝐳𝐢𝐠𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐭

I wanted to ask if you could write a scenario where Sebek and Female!reader are alone in Ramshackle in a study session, but suddenly things get hot and they end up making it so loud (because Sebek doesn't control his voice) and reader is glad they're the only ones in the place — anonymous

Submissive Sebek with a Fem!Reader that satisfies his praise kink — anonymous

𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫

Hiii i dont req usually and im a little nervous but omg imagine face riding trey... Sjdhjsjdje — anonymous

Doll my absolute beloved, I would be over the moon if you wrote anything involving teasing dom!Trey Clover! Maybe involving some light bondage? Please and thank youuuu - 😴 — anonymous

𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐭

COUGH COUGH thinking about having a threesome with vil and rook- vil would prob be degrading us while rook would be praising us- lowkey feel like most of the time rook would be a soft dom and vil would either be soft dom too or mean/hard dom- O_O honestly i dont know ahhh im just so thirsty for them 😭 — anonymous

91 ᴅᴀʏs

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐚

Can you write a little something with mutual masturbation for Angelo? — anonymous

[animethic]

Hi, welcome to tumblr ✨

Can I rq a oneshot for yandere Jotaro x reader x yandere Kakyoin? (or just Jotaro x reader or Kakyoin x reader if you more comfortable with that)

Afab reader please (but you can choose neutral reader if you want)

Hey thanks for the welcome and thanks for requesting sorry for the wait, hope this is okay for you!

Disclaimer: I don't condone any of the toxic or abusive behaviours mentioned in this fic.

Word count 1.77k

CW: Yandere themes, Obsessiveness, Manipulation, Toxic Relationships, Isolation, Cursing, Threats of violence (Towards reader) Kissing (Nothing suggestive), Slight Objectification/infantilization. Poly Relationship, Female Reader. 18+ only content

Yandere! Jotaro x  Fem!reader x Yandere! Kakyoin

You woke up in a sweat, lying between your two “boyfriends” on the large bed that the three of you shared in Jotaro’s room. Your head was laying on Jotaro’s broad chest while Kakyoin had his arm wrapped around your waist in a suffocating embrace. Both of them seemed to be in a deep sleep and you decided that now was the time to put your escape plan into action.

Slowly you removed the red head’s arm from your waist and shimmied yourself off the bed slowly so as to not wake the two sleeping men, luckily for you they were both heavy sleepers so it wasn’t a difficult task. Creeping over to the bedside table where your phone sat, you quickly unlocked it shooting (F/N) a quick text, Plan is on, meet you at the school in twenty minutes. Their reply was almost instantaneous. Alright, see you then. “Wow, they must have been really worried about me to stay up this late” you thought.

The relationship between you and the two men wasn’t always toxic. They used to be perfectly loving boyfriends who treated you like royalty. You were taken out on adventurous dates, brought thoughtful gifts and showered with love and attention. Although admittedly, it took Jotaro a bit more time to break down his walls and be comfortable with this he eventually warmed up and became just as loving as Kakyoin. 

Lately though they had both changed. You didn't go out on dates anymore, opting to stay at Jotaro’s house where they both claimed “It would be more fun anyway”. Which turned into excuses as to why you shouldn’t leave the house altogether, and soon without even realising, you had moved in with them full time. “Yare yare (Y/N) what’s the point in leaving for groceries when we can just bring you anything you need?” Jotaro said as if you had asked a ridiculous question. You didn’t question him, too afraid of his temper to say anything. He has never laid a finger on you before, but you weren’t about to take any chances. Kakyoin wasn’t much better, making you feel guilty for even suggesting to go outside alone.

“Do you not want to be around us (Y/N)? Trying to look for another man to replace us, huh?” He pouted. You didn’t ask to go out again after that.

Truthfully you couldn’t take it anymore. You loved the two men of course and stayed out of loyalty more than anything, but they were extremely suffocating, and you needed to get out. It was taking a toll on your mental health. A few days ago you broke down in a phone call with (F/N) while Kakyoin and Jotaro were out of the house visiting Jotaro’s grandpa Joseph. 

(F/N) was one of the only friends who stuck around during your forced isolation from the outside world. Together you both came up with a plan to escape from the two men in the middle of the night within the next week. It broke your heart to do it this way but you knew breaking up with them directly would be a bad idea so this was the only option you had left.

You creep downstairs into the kitchen trying to be as quiet as possible and grab the keys for the front door off the kitchen counter. Peeping around to see if the coast was clear you make your way over to the front entrance and grab your black winter jacket from beside the door and you’re just about to put it on when you hear a gruff voice come from behind you.

“Where do you think you’re going this late at night?” Jotaro questions.

Your body goes rigid as you turn around to face the man in question looking at the unreadable expression on his face. “I was just going out for some fresh air for a few minutes and then come back to bed, I swear Jojo” you said, holding your hands up defensively in front of you. 

He sighs in annoyance “Yare Yare, you know you’re not supposed to leave the house without at least one of us with you at all times there could be someone dangerous out there”.

“Yes Jotaro I know” It was your turn to sigh now, all hopes of not being caught gone out the window.

Without being told to, you began walking back up the stairs, with Jotaro following close behind. The plan had already failed so you resigned yourself to trying again another time when the chance came. You yelp at the sudden feel of a gentle hand pressing against your lower back to help guide you back upstairs.

“What’s wrong?” he asks with a raised eyebrow.

“N-Nothing Jojo” you squeak out, turning your face away from him in an attempt to hide the fierce blush that coloured your face, you don’t know if you’ll ever get rid of the shyness you feel from his affectionate touches.

You both reach the bedroom to find a worried looking Kakyoin who’s wide awake waiting for your arrival back to bed. The minute he spots the two of you he smiles and opens his arms in invitation for a hug which you immediately accept.

“Where did you head off to beautiful?” Kakyoin asks stroking the back of your hair, “We missed you in bed with us and got a bit of a fright when we woke up and seen you weren’t here with us”

You were about to answer him until Jotaro spoke in your place, “She wanted to go for a walk, said she needed fresh air or something”.

You glared at him for speaking as if you were not there and a remark was about to leave your mouth until again you were interrupted, by Kakyoin this time. “Ah (Y/N) you know we can’t protect you from danger if we’re not out there with you right?, we’d be heartbroken if something happened to you and we couldn’t stop it” He seemed to upset himself with his own words as his grip on you tightened while speaking, nearly leaving you breathless.

Jotaro nodded in agreement and walked over to the bed pulling you into his lap as he sat down. You couldn't help but snuggle into his hold, the lingering scent of cologne making you relax and hum happily. You look up at the stoic man and bring your lips up to meet him in a passionate kiss which he eagerly accepts, moving your lips together in sync he lets out a happy hum. You break away from the kiss and look up to see a slight flush on Jojo’s face 

“Can I have a kiss too sweetheart?” Kakyoin asks from beside you, rubbing his hand lightly down your back.

You nod vigorously, quickly reaching over to your other boyfriend and giving him the same treatment as Jojo. Kakyoin's kisses were softer than Jotaro’s more gentle and romantic. He held your face in his hands as if it were made of glass that could easily shatter.

After stopping the kiss he pulls your head into his shoulder, holding your head there tightly so you are unable to move. You had no choice but to soak in the warmth his body had to offer.

Suddenly your phone goes off with a loud ping, indicating that you had received a text message. Your eyes widened in surprise, shit the plan, you had almost forgotten. “No no no, (F/N) wasn’t supposed to text me, now they’re definitely gonna find out I tried to escape” You panicked inwardly.

You’re about to yank yourself away from Kakyoin’s tight grip on your body and grab your phone before they could see who had messaged you but unfortunately, Jotaro was quicker, he had already snatched your phone from the bedside table before you even had the chance to fully break out of Kakyoin’s hold and was already reading the text message from (F/N).

He analyses the phone for a few seconds before speaking. “Are you okay? You were supposed to meet me at the school gates twenty minutes ago, Did they catch you?” Jotaro quotes from the message trying but failing to contain his anger. He gives you a fierce look and without warning he crushes your phone with his bare hands, shattering it along with your hopes of a successful escape in the near future.

Kakyoin frowns at this, his delicate features turning into an unpleasant look. “Were you trying to leave us (Y/N)?” He said in a disappointed tone. It makes your skin crawl. A disappointed Kakyoin was always a lot harder to deal with than an angry one. He has a way of making you feel guilty where your stomach would crawl in shame, even though the rational part of you knew that it wasn’t right.

You look up and catch Jotaro’s gaze and see a hint of rare emotion in his eyes . He actually looks hurt that you tried to leave them? You let out an involuntary whimper of guilt for hurting both your boyfriends feelings. “I’m sorry Nori, Jojo” You say rushing over to give the taller man a hug. “I swear I was gonna come back, I just wanted to go out for a little bit and see (F/N) I haven’t seen them in weeks”.Jotaro sighs from above you, beginning to rub soothing circles on your back to calm you down. He was incredibly angry that you tried to leave but he couldn't stand to see you upset and never wanted you to be afraid of him like everyone else was.

“Just please don’t do it again (Y/N), we would’ve freaked out if something happened to you next time just talk to us and we’ll be happy to bring you where you want to go” spoke Kakyoin, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder, a cheery smile returning to his face.

You nod your head slowly, eyelids beginning to droop in exhaustion as the adrenaline from earlier began to wear off and tiredness set in. Seeing this, Jotaro gently picked you up and placed you in the middle of the bed, joining you on your left side with Kakyoin laying down on your right side, keeping you pressed tightly against the two of them.

“Oh (Y/N)? One more thing before you go to sleep” The redhead spoke seriously next to you.

“What is it?” You mumbled out in your tired state.

“If you ever try to escape us again, we’ll break your legs”

[dilfartist]

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TW: Stalking, Monster, forced relationship, rushed ending, cursing, yandere tendencies.

Paring: Yandere Siren Jotaro x reader

The seashells on the shore were always beautiful. Every weekend, you would collect the seashells you found. You did many things with the shells: created jewelry, draw them, and collect them for decorations. That's why you would never miss a day of going to the beach on your days off from your work at the local ice cream shop.

You visited the beach so frequently, eventually, you had caught someone- or something's eye.

There was a cave near the spot you would visit. You never went inside the cave. You didn't have a reason to do so. If you would have, you would find a creature watching you closely. The creature was a siren named Jotaro Kujo.

Well, half-human, half siren to be exact.

Jotaro came across you one day during one of your many visits. He needed to get away from the group of female sirens that followed him around, to escape the problem, he emerged out of the sea into a cave. As usual, Jotaro lay against a massive rock smoking a cigarette. His eyes drifted to the opening in the cave. That's when he saw you. You were painting while listening to a cassette tape. You looked stunning at this moment. Perhaps, this is why Jotaro was attracted to you. Not because of your looks, no, because of your interest in the ocean. Jotaro yearned to see you again.

From that day on Jotato religiously journeyed to the cave on the weekends, observing your every move from afar. Jotaro would bring your belongings to the cave and stash your stolen belongings. He had a shrine of stuff he had stolen from you. He'd come by the cave and examine the items to remember the memories he, without your knowledge, shared with you. The months grew and Jotaro knew every little detail about you. The siren had fallen in love with you. Jotaro would not sing to lure anyone. Hell, Jotaro never sings to himself in secret. He found no need for it. But when he saw you, he wanted nothing more than to sing you a song from the bottom of his heart. Of course, not to eat your heart. No. He wanted to sing to you so he could pull you down to the ocean with him.

Worry consumed his mother. She hadn't seen her son in a while which concerned her greatly. Even if her son was cruel to her at times, he wouldn't up and leave her, nor was it his character to stay out late. Jotaro didn't lie to his mother about the situation. He was honest. Jotaro informed his mother of the woman he would watch during the weekends. How his heart skipped a beat when he saw the woman riding her bike to get to the beach. How he had developed a love for the woman. Holly was pleased to hear this news. Just as jotaro feared his mother would bring this subject up every chance she got. The worst part was she told his grandfather, Joseph, about Jotaro's crush as well. Joseph, surprisingly, didn't tease Jotaro as much as Jotaro thought he would. Instead, he offered Jotaro advice.

"If you honestly like this woman, sing to her Jotaro. Surely, she'll become your mate after."

Jotaro thought of disregarding his grandfather's guidance but he considered it. Soon enough, Jotaro planned the next weekend to sing you a song. Of course, he prepared himself. Jotaro hadn't sung in forever. Until then, he waited in his cave, awaiting your arrival.

The next time you came to the beach, it was different. You had traveled to the beach during the nighttime. Strolling down the street, bike in hand. You wanted to get a couple of pictures of the sea during twilight. You parked your bike against a street lamp then wrapped a heavy chain around the bicycle to ensure it wouldn't be stolen. You stumbled down the hill and fell against the sand. the grains felt cool and soft, almost like a grainy textured pillow. You sat up, shaking the sand out of your hair/ religious wear. You took several pictures of the Sapphire-colored ocean. They all were to your liking so you went to leave.

Until you heard the sounds of a deep-voiced male singing a beautiful tone, which reverberated throughout the beach.

As if you were in trance, your body followed the sound into a dark cave. Entering the cave, you examined your surroundings until your eyes landed on a muscular figure. The muscular figure was a man with long ebony wavy hair and tan skin. The man noticed your presence and motioned you over with his index finger. You obeyed his introduction. You crept closer, closer, and closer until you were face to face with the mysterious male. The male stopped singing, instead, he focused on you. You felt his hand grip your chin and pull you closer to his lip. In the corner of your eye, you saw multiple scales on his waist, almost like he had a fishtail for his lower body. Then it hit you, this wasn't a man- this was a monster. After all, his eyes were pitch black. You shrieked attempting to escape the creature's grip. The creature seemed confused by the sudden reaction, "what's wrong, did I upset you?" you didn't answer any of its questions.

In one of the last attempts to escape this monster's hold, you pulled out your camera and snapped a photo of the creature causing the flash to hurt it. The creature dropped you, covering its sensitive eyes. While it was stunned, you crawled away. Before you fled the cave, you watched as the creature sunk back into the ocean beneath the rock. You left the cave questioning yourself if you had been hallucinating.

Real or not, you wouldn't return to that beach again. Jotaro felt depressed after that night. After all, you never returned to the beach again after the experience. Jotaro pondered on what he did wrong: Was it his voice? Did he come off too aggressive? Were you just not interested? Jotaro desired to be your love. During this desperate time, he supposed he could ask his mother for advice. Jotaro's mother realized her son had fallen in love with you, so she told him the secret she kept from Jotaro. When Holly was Jotaro's age, she also met a human that caused her heart to pound. She fell in love with him. Unfortunately for her, Holly could never be his lover since she was a siren and he was human. Or so she thought. One day she came across a sea witch. Holly sold her soul to the witch to become human. She did end up becoming human, but she missed her father and mother, so the witch gave her a potion that turned her lover into a siren as well.

Jotaro had his mother give up the location of the lair. The next day, when night fell, Jotaro ventured to the sea witch's lair. He entered cautiously. The cave was eerie. Jotaro hadn't even come inside yet. Jotaro pushed himself forward, reminding himself this was all for you. 

"Searching for me, young man?"

Jotaro looked to his side, watching as a blonde male appeared out of the darkness. Jotaro's jaw clenched. Jotaro did not like this at all. The male in front of him gave him a bad feeling. He was a walking red flag, from those pricing red eyes to his never-ending smirk. "If I were to guess your reasoning for your appearance, it would be to find I, Lord Dio, and make a deal for the item you desire most." the man smirked.

After giving Dio his soul, Dio granted Jotaro a red potion, "this is for the girl." Jotaro raised an eyebrow, "Only if you wish to turn her into a siren." Dio granted Jotaro's wish by turning him human. Jotaro could still transform into a siren only when he touched water.

At the crack of dawn, Jotaro swam up to the shore. Jotaro unhurriedly stepped out of the water. He was taken aback for a moment when catching sight of his legs, yet, he got over the shock quickly. Suddenly, pain shot from his waist down. Jotaro fell to the ground groaning in pain. Walking wasn't going to be simple; it felt like knives had been stabbing him when he took a step. All morning Jotaro trained himself to walk. Jotaro had gotten the hang of walking but still wobbled and tripped over himself.

Now that Jotaro knew how to walk, he needed clothes to cover his nude body.

Jotaro found a pair of clothes by stealing a passing school student's clothing. The clothes felt a bit tight, which annoyed Jotaro. The boy had a wallet in his back pocket. Inside was a heavy sum of cash. Jotaro chose to buy more fitting clothes in the mall. Jotaro didn't like the place: The building was noisy, the people stunk, and the women eyed him with lust. He had already purchased all of his clothes. All that was left was finding you.

"Alright, I'll see you later." Jotaro immediately turned toward the voice. Coming out of the ice cream shop across from the clothing store Jotaro had existed. From the clothing you were wearing, Jotaro could tell you had just gotten off your shift at work. Jotaro followed you without you noticing. He stayed far behind, somehow blending into the crowd despite his towering height.

Jotaro could tell you knew someone was watching you. The way you kept looking back with a skeptical expression told him. He departed from the crowd of strangers and hid in the shadows. He trailed behind you all the way home. By the time you arrived at your apartment door, you already knew someone was stalking behind you. You rushed and unlocked the door with your keys. You jumped inside your apartment and slammed the door closed. Well, you attempted. A hand stops the door from shutting completely.

Before you had a chance to hide somewhere in your home, a man entered. A man you hoped not to see again.

"You know, I've sold my soul to the devil for you. The least you could do is let me in."

You made an effort to run away from Jotaro, only to be snatched into his arms. You squirmed in his grip, "Let me go, you fucking monster!" you yelled. One of Jotaro's large hands gripped your cheeks together, "Listen." You stopped struggling because his grip grew to be intolerable. "I'll give you a choice, y/n. Either you and I stay humans, we live a life together as lovers. Or I shove his potion into your mouth, and you become a monster like me where you will also have to live your life as my lover."

"Like it or not, you are meant to be by my side. So choose wisely."

[the-cooler-kira]

Afar || Jotaro Kujo x Reader (2/3)

cw: female reader, yandere jotaro: stalking, manipulation, obsessing. unedited

summary: (post-SDC) jotaro needed to see his darling, and he needed to have her now more than ever.

Part 1 | Part 3 | MASTERLIST

Egypt left Jotaro a changed man. Sure, not much had changed but he certainly wasn't as cool-demeanoured as he was before, and his grandfather picked up on it.

Throughout the trip, he often found his mind wandering to thoughts of you. It was mainly when he didn't need to be completely on guard, which was rare, but the more he fought powerful stand users the more he couldn't get you out of his head.

That was one thing that hadn't changed: his infatuation- no, his obsession with you.

The thought of you being harmed just for knowing Jotaro terrified the delinquent. It was bad enough he had to chase off his obnoxious fangirls that sometimes verbally harassed you. Now with the possibility of another stand user that potentially wasn't afraid to physically harm you?

The two of you had become close during the second year of school and even ran into each other a few times during summer break. Granted, it was entirely planned thanks to Jotaro's stalking but you didn't need to know that.

Now, we know what happened to Jotaro at the beginning of third year... but you don't. You remember being confused due to his sudden disappearance for three or four days, only to find out he had been arrested. That alone should have been a red flag. You waved it off because you found out through his obsessive fangirls, so you thought it was some sort of rumour.

Then, the last time you saw him before he left for Egypt he was carrying the new transfer student out of school. He had actually been pretty nice to you, helping you carry your books and striking up conversations as you had some common interests. Why was he unconscious and slung over Jotaro's shoulder?

If you didn't need to be in class that day, you would have walked out and followed them.

Who knows what would have happened? Maybe you'd end up finding out why Kakyoin was nearly beaten to death. Maybe you'd end up finding out why Jotaro had looked enraged. Maybe you'd end up finding out that DIO somehow found out about you and used Kakyoin to get under Jotaro's skin, not realising the latter was ready to do anything to protect you. Maybe you'd find out why Jotaro was always trying to protect you. Maybe you'd find out that Jotaro was completely jealous, and he didn't even realise Kakyoin wasn't just there to make him feel such a way until after he pulled out the flesh bud.

Maybe, maybe not.

You were going to ask him about it the next day, but he disappeared once more. This time for a longer period. Did he move schools? Was he kicked out? What on earth happened?

Those questions went unanswered until one day after school: you were walking home, thankful it was Friday, preparing to do nothing but chill out. All you wanted to do was read and bask in the beautiful sunset. Needless to say, you couldn't believe your eyes when you saw none other than Jotaro Kujo himself hanging around outside the front of your house.

"Jotaro..? Is that actually you?" You called out, slowly approaching him. His head snapped up at the sound of your voice, allowing you to see his electric eyes under the brim of his hat he never took off, and he was as unreadable as ever.

"(Y/N)," he muttered. He straightened his posture as you reached him.

"What are you doing? Where have you been?"

"Family emergency. I don't wanna talk about it." There was a sense of extremely rare vulnerability behind his gruff voice and drowsy eyes. The aquamarine eyes stared for what felt like an eternity, just long enough to make you want to keep staring.

Taking a closer look, you realised his uniform covered an abundance of bandages. Considering he literally just said he doesn't wanna talk about it, you decide not to ask.

"I- what are you doing outside my house?" You decide to ask instead. He didn't answer- well, he refused to answer. He couldn't. Not yet.

It was obvious he needed something, someone. Whether it was the subtle way he shifted on his feet, or tapped his fingers against the side of his leg. You didn't have the heart to turn him away. Not that he'd let that happen.

It was the first time he had actually been inside your home, after years of following here to the point where he knows every single route to get here, he was finally inside and he was actually invited! His heart was going haywire in his scarred chest.

Observant, he silently followed you as you showed him around the house. You had a feeling he'd be here for a while.

You had been sat on the sofa for a while now, talking about the random drama and class notes he missed while he was away while the radio played some mellow songs occasionally interrupted by the host of the station. It was surprisingly relaxing, and Jotaro seemed much more at peace than he was a couple hours ago.

"Nothing happened to you while I was gone, right?" His sudden question took you aback.

"Happened to me?" You echoed.

"Yeah."

"What do you mean?"

"Like, bad. You weren't threatened or anything, right?" His voice made it sound as though he was trying to reassure himself, rather than you.

"I mean, some weirdos were flirting with me the entire time you were away- they were really pushy about it. Gave me the creeps." If that wasn't enough to infuriate the boy sitting next to you, what you said next definitely achieved that. "They said something about finally having their chance because my guard dog wasn't around? I'm not exactly sure what they meant by that though."

Jotaro knew exactly what that meant.

"Good grief," he muttered.

"Pretty weird, right?" You laughed awkwardly, trying to deflect the subtly rising tension.

"Yeah."

If it weren't for the radio humming in the background, you'd be sitting in total awkward silence.

He felt the need to break said silence. He wanted you to keep talking. Your presence alone was calming, watching you read every day was enough until you formed some sort of connection.

"Hey, Jojo?" Oh god. The way you say his nickname did something to the ever-so-stoic boy, not to mention it was the first time you ever called him that. Your voice was like classical music to his ears; angelic, soft.

Finally, he looked up to meet your adorable and curious eyes. You were just too cute!

"What happened to that Kakyoin guy?"

Oh.

The sudden question made him inwardly panic, which resulted in him accidentally stopping time. What was he going to say? Would you care about what really happened to him? He cursed at himself for being so caught off-guard. Wait- that meant you knew about interaction they had at school. This could go wrong very quickly. Were you a stand user?

Time resumed once more and he couldn't bare to look at you. Somehow, he thought of an idea.

"I can't tell you all the details, but long story short... he's not with us anymore." His eyes concentrated on the floor by your feet, for the first time ever he didn't have it in him to look at you.

"Not with us?" You echoed. "Did he hate our school so much he decided to transfer again?"

Oh how innocent and naïve you were. It only intensified Jotaro's need to protect you.

"No, (Y/N), the world is a dangerous place and he's no longer alive. Somebody murdered him." His sweet voice contradicted the blood-curdling news he brought.

You were mortified. How could someone do such a thing!? You didn't even know what to say. Why? Why on earth would someone kill a random secondary school student?

You barely knew the guy, but your eyes started watering regardless.

"Why..." your now crestfallen demeanour made Jotaro's heart ache for you. Did he feel guilty telling you this? Absolutely. Did he have you right where he needed you? Of course.

You were in a vulnerable state, so naturally he was going to take advantage of it. He told himself it would be worth it in the end.

"I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this," he apologised sincerely.

"No, don't be. I'm just glad I wasn't left in the dark," you started. "I just don't see why a person would do such a thing! He seemed like such a great guy."

Jotaro tried to ignore the pang of jealousy he briefly felt. That feeling was quickly replaced with concern when he saw a tear swim down your cheek.

"Murderers don't discriminate."

At his words, you buried your face in your hands. Barely a second passed when you felt a large and warm comforting hand on your back, slowly moving in a heart-warming attempt to comfort you. It was somewhat working.

"(Y/N), listen to me. I- god, how do I say this..."

His tone was softer than before, so you looked up at him to see he had somehow become more dishevelled in appearance as he ran his free hand through his wavy, jet-black hair. It was the first time you had ever seen him break his cool-demeanoured façade.

You'd be lying if you said you didn't find him attractive, especially because he so conveniently happened to be sitting where the golden sunset

"There- uh, I... oh, good grief." He muttered to himself, refusing to meet your concerned eyes. What was going on with him?

On the outside, he seemed like he just couldn't get the words out, or at least he didn't know how to phrase what he wanted to say... which wasn't a total lie.

On the inside, however, he was freaking out. Why was he stuttering? Why couldn't he get the words out? Why couldn't he look at you? Why does he feel like this?

So guilty, so conflicted, so... scared.

He knew he could get what he wants when he wants, no matter what it is. Either way he was going to have you, whether you like it or not. Whether you like him or not.

"I need to tell you something," he took a sharp inhale. "Fuck."

"Just say what's on your mind, Jojo." You offered a sweet and innocent smile, returning the physical affection with a doting arm around his shoulders. Oh how he wanted to speak his mind: tell you every single obsessive thought he's ever had about you.

He refrained, for now.

"I... I want to be the one to protect you." He put his hand over your hand that rested on his arm and carefully continued, "I've seen some shit over the past couple of months and, to be honest, I've liked you for a while now. I always get this feeling in my gut and heart that I need to protect you."

In all honesty, he hadn't planned on being this honest with you. He almost felt like he was regressing in how he used to be: awkward, wearing his heart on his sleeve. As a result, he inwardly panicked, but was quickly calmed when he heard your response.

"I mean, you always make me feel safe so... I'd love that, Jojo."

Heart hammering in his chest, his head shot up to meet your genuine gaze once more and, he didn't realise at first, he accidentally manifested Star Platinum out of pure excitement and total euphoria. He was ecstatic! His whole life had lead up to this very moment!

Swallowing the lump of emotions in his throat, he took your delicate hands into his calloused ones and offered you a barely noticeable smile.

"I can't tell you how honoured I am, (Y/N). I promise you I'll protect you at every cost, no matter what."

You didn't realise at the time how true he was to his word, how he truly meant what he said. What could go wrong?

He's being a normal boyfriend, it's their job to always look after you.

He's only protecting you, (Y/N).

[seiyasabi]

Used

(This is Yandere Jotaro & StarPlatinum x Small,Virgin  Female Reader :p plz proceed w caution bc Jotaro is a meanie ;(( Sorry that this is so short, I lowkey lost inspiration lol. 

TW: !noncon!, !Photos taken w/o consent!, gagging!, !kind of extreme!, !degradation (not super bad, but I still wanna tag it), !some graphic descriptions!, DP!, size kink!, etc.. ) 

“Look at your useless bucket cunt,” Jotaro’s thumbs hold your pussy open, allowing SP to peer at it in awe. Thick globs of silver cum drip down from your previously unused cunny, slicking your ass and sheets below. Through his Stand’s eyes, Jotaro can see directly inside of you, allowing him to have a glimpse of your reddened walls and throbbing cervix. It was hard to believe that you were a virgin mere fifteen minutes before. 

Though his words are harsh, you can feel his hardened cock underneath you, practically pulsing with need. His knees hold yours open, while his hands restrain your wrists to the area underneath his armpits. Nodding towards SP, his Stand immediately unzips the dark haired man’s trousers, pulling out his thick prick. 

His tip is lined up to your gaping cunny, facing no resistance as he slides inside of your weeping walls. SP allows Jotaro to do as he pleases, as he wipes his enormous cock against your puckered asshole. Your creamy arousal, along with the Stand’s cum, lubes your unused hole, before shoving inside of you with brute force. 

A high pitched, muffled scream echoes throughout the room, as you cum uncontrollably. A gush of girl cum escapes your ruined cunny, soaking the three of you. Jotaro scoffs, secretly loving your lewd body, but deciding to chide you crudely, “Look at you, you’re such a fucking whore. I knew you were a slut the moment I saw you. That’s why I needed to tighten your fucking leash.” 

Both he and his Stand fuck into you harshly, your cervix being painfully prodded, and your asshole practically being ripped out of you with every thrust. Your juices spray everywhere without your consent, as you constantly cum from their abuse. 

Jotaro smacks your throbbing clit, making you tighten up in both pain and pleasure. He swears under his breath, deep grunts rumbling through his chest. You’re absolutely perfect. 

No one else would be able to handle Star Platinum and him like you do. 

No one would be able to cum so lewdly when their holes are being destroyed like you do. 

With one last thrust, both he and his Stand freeze. They both dump equally as thick and large loads inside of you, causing your tummy to bloat out slightly. 

By this point, your thighs are practically vibrating with how hard they’re shaking, and you’re practically slumped over in Jotaro’s buff arms. 

Your eyes flutter, letting him know that you’re still somewhat conscious. His rough hand rubs against your bloated tummy, sighing in delight. 

Nodding to SP, he unsummons him, leaving your asshole gaping and filled to the brim with cum. 

“You may be a cock hungry whore, but you’re MY whore. I’ll make sure you never forget that, (Your Name). SP and I will be your first and your last.” 

[sl33paholics]

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

Love love from me to you

Keep Your Eyes In A Different Direction

The JoJos x bimbo!fem!reader

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

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

Josuke Higashikata

Sometimes, Josuke wonders how he ever bagged you.

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

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

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

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

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

Jotaro Kujo

You're his EVERYTHING.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jean Pierre-Polnareff

The connection between you two is strong.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[ophelian-darling]

𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐲

Yandere Jotaro Kujo x female reader.

Summary: As you're being dragged to marry the man who kidnapped you, you play your last card for the hope of taking back your life and freedom.

TW: kidnapping, Isolation, physical and emotional abuse, Blood & Injury, forced marriage & pregnancy, explicit sexual content, Inappropriate use of stands.

Word count: 6.8k.

This is a NSFW piece, Minors DNI.

The aroma of exquisite perfume and deluxe cosmetics fragranced the bright, small room. the colors of lights were so blinding and Cheerful, singing Jovial serenades and mimicking the light of a spring sun .the white noise in the background indicated a common Joy and eternal bless of a special day, a day that brought happy tidings and auspicious sensations for everyone.

Everyone, minus the envied yet unfortunate Bride herself.

The stories of fairytale Romances and sweetly-clichéd love scenarios had always been one of your life dreams. you've daydreamed of your ideal true love thousands of times, imagining a simple yet blithe life: a small home where would warmth and peace reign, dazzling eyes and a loving smile of your beloved who would behold you in awe and adoration, and whom you would look back at with the same.

The pink reveries and pleasant fantasies faded and discolored into a gray reality and repulsive inevitability. the ceremony that was about to take place wasn't a declaration of union and devotion, it's nothing but of a slavery contract: you were about to be wed to the monster who stole your freedom.

You clenched your fist at the thought of him, completely neglecting your stylishly manicured nails or fearing to ruin the pure white, lacy glove on your hands. None of your childhood fantasies had an epicurean yet dull essence, a family that lived on hate from a mother and a possessive lust from a father, a loveless life between two people who would stand at the Altar and accept the epithets of a husband and a wife .

Jotaro Kujo wasn't a human at all. He was a complete, utter nightmare of a human by all means, a heartless creature who didn't think of anything but tormenting you of all people. The irony about his persona was his surroundedness with a lighthearted family :his mother was a bubbly, kind and innocent woman whose smile was a glow. no one can imagine how such a warm, compassionate woman mothered a cold, aloof man; the Paradoxical thought never failed to surprise you even after three months of 'troth'.

Holy softened her speech whenever she spoke to you, maintaining her gentleness even after the topic of her husband was brought up - your guilt nagged you at the sight of her sad smile; you remorsed asking her such a question, even if it was unintentional.

Mr.Joestar was such a gentle soul as well . you really liked him. a sense of nostalgia and familiarity intrigued you when he greeted you and welcomed you into the family. you couldn't help the smile on your lips whenever he spoke with that gentle, tired tone or kept on forgetting and mishearing names.

"He cheated on my grandmother" Jotaro whispered to you, catching you off guard as he continued "his affair had resulted in the birth of Josuke."

Yet another surprise for the night, you thought.

The image of a flamboyant, handsome man was brought to your memory.

The first detail you recalled was a flashy pompadour, then a suave, confident voice played itself automatically, retrospecting all of your previous encounters with Josuke.

back in Morioh-Cho, the young student was one of your acquaintances and a great neighbor. you didn't think that your little town's Sweetheart is a relative to your apathetic husband; putting both men in one picture was like illustrating the distance between heaven and earth: dissimilar and contrastive.

Josuke had chirped happily one evening, the wide grin on his face seemed to stretch even more.

"My Nephew said that I'll be walking you down the aisle, I'm so excited to see him and you get married!" his blue eyes were a pool of twinkles, nothing in the world could erase the innocent merriment he felt, as if he's the groom himself.

The groom.

Jotaro's expression nor tone didn't convey any emotion at all -and you thought that you could read people well- when he had brought you the news of your engagement and wedding: not a single line in his face moved nor an octave in his speech was raised.

What intimidated you the most about him was his Unbreakable composure and static attitude. If you were someone who knew him shallowly, you'd never think that he's the sick, truculent man who kidnapped a woman, faked her death and forced her to marry him. you'd only see the guise of the hardworking, responsible Marine biologist who's running an organization and responsibilizes himself of research and technology. The fractions in his demeanor were perfectly concealed and painted by a false color of good reputation and near, blessed marriage with a beautiful, loving bride.

In the midst of dark thoughts, your eyes landed on the garnished and florid reflection in the pure glass. The huge vanity mirror epitomized a tableau vivant of a lost puppet and the human who has been coffined beneath it.

Now it's smiling. coloured lips curving up coldly.

The Makeup artist couldn't stop sophisticating about how makeup can accomplish more than the sole purpose of beautifying.

"The mask you put on slowly becomes your new face. the longest you fake a persona the closest it consumes you" the old woman said sotto voce, the sharp eyeliner moving smoothly across your waterline thanks to her careful hand. you only listened, not actually drinking in her words but wanting these long hours of preparation to end.

She blew a gentle whiff of air to remove a speck of dust on your eyelid then continued "a gentle makeup suits a bride the most. it's perfect to tame the wild emotions she experiences, whether it is Joy or even pure misery…no one can see what's under a woman's face when she's adorned"

The last part of her theory caught your attention, the next words confirming it now.

"All of them are just looking at the garniture of you, not what your soul carries"

A vile, revolted emotion washed at you at the sight of your reflection. Surprisingly, that old, talkative dame described you to an exact extent. Never in your life hated being dolled up as much as now: the elegant comb of your hair, the flawless makeup, the bustier that held your chest seductively and the long-sleeved, classic dress.

Compliments were given on your appearance, but you swallowed none of them. If anything, you're the fakest excuse of a happy woman.

In a fit of rage, your gloved fist met the glass in a harsh punch. Even after it was crushed to a pile of glasses around you, the ugly reflection was laughing at you from the remaining shreds of crystal. No, you shall not spend an extra second here and walk on your own feet to the golden grave .

You lifted up your skirt and did a quick Job of unclasping the Lucullan Italian heel, stretching your toes and flexing your ankles to comfort your foot from the tight shoe effect.

Hastily, you removed the gloves from each hand (there were minor wounds in your knuckles, but thankfully, the glove mitigated the injury). with twitching fingers, you began to remove the splendorously Flowered Tiara and the long Chiffon veil attached to it. locks of your hair had already intertwined with the heavy accessory, but your digits did a nervous work of untangling them and fixing your hair back to a loose style.

Your hands sneaked to the cummerbund, Satin waistband. tugging gently at the material so as not to ruin it (Your wedding gown was a family heritage. alongside his blessings, Mr.Joestar gave you his mother's Matrimony Robe as a gift, so harming such an antique patrimony would be a rude act while he was nice to you). The sash loosened slowly, allowing you to respire comfortably after being pressured for a long time. like the Tiara, The waistband was lavished with entrancing wildflowers- something that Mrs.Joestar insisted on involving; her Floral sense of beauty theming everything in the ceremony.

Breathing deeply, you unbuttoned the high neck from behind after a bit of struggling to find the knobs, then hiked up the dress and completely took it off.

Remaining in the Cream bustier and underwear, you debated whether you should take them off or not, but the process will eat your time out and cease your escape, deciding instead to wear your old clothes, retrieve your mobile phone and the reasonable amount of money you still have.

You were sure that Jotaro wouldn't give you any chance of escaping or contacting other people than his trusted acquaintances. all of your previous belongings were taken, but you managed to keep your Phone - which was an extremely difficult thing to do - and use the money you managed to collect covertly in three months.

As predicted from a careful man, The Cathedral is surely surrounded by strict security. him knowing about a sole window in the bridal Suite seemed like he was daring you to run away again after so many failed attempts to do so, and you gladly accepted the Challenge.

It wouldn't be long before the ceremony starts. It is now or never.

The Room was cold and empty.

Holy's face was pale as she scanned every inch of the room. There was no trace of her daughter-in-law. Everything had gone smoothly: You were happy to be in the company of your husband's family, you accepted his engagement, you smiled when the espousal arrangements started…

What could've possibly gone wrong?!

The worst plagued her mind: a missing wife, an abandoned dress and a widely open window recounted a thriller film scenario, not an occasion for rejoicing and Celebration.

"For the love of God what's taking so-" Josuke was immediately silenced at the sight: Holy was trembling violently, a pool of tears about to cascade down her ghostly bloodless face. one look at your abandoned dress and accessory as well as The deserted room meant two things: you're missing and Jotaro won't be pleased to hear the news.

Staggering across the hallway, the youngman rushed to the Groom's room while thinking of a way to inform him of what happened. Even though he had found a euphemistic choice of words to deliver the unexpected problem, he knew Jotaro would absolutely fume about his wife's disappearance.

Au contraire. Jotaro's face contorted into a dull mein with each detail. It was a bold yet foolish move from you to decide and flee minutes before the wedding's commencement (especially when you were au fait with the level of security and what he had in store for you in cases of disobedience) and once he brings you back there'll be the devil to pay.

"Your mother speculates that she has been kidnapped" he added, hoping to hear a response after an unsettling silence. "guess I'll go and find-"

"You won't, I'll go" Interrupted Jotaro, immediately objecting to the suggestion.

"But you're the Groom, you can't just go and search around on your wedding day while you can leave it to me and the security !"

"I'm the only one who can find her. she's not that far away by now."

"Are you implying that she escaped on her own?" there was a missing point he wanted to get. Undoubtedly, His Nephew was hiding something about you.

Josuke received no reply. Instead, Jotaro adjusted his surgeon's cuffs coolly before speaking "Josuke, make sure to take care of everything during my absence, I won't take a long time anyway". he sauntered towards the door, as Calm as a spring breeze.

The Collected comportment of Him was always a fascinating - if not scary - feature of the Marine biologist. Here he is, going out to search for his missing soon-to-wed in his ritzy tuxedo and Perfectly assured about bringing her back, as if he knows where she'd gone already.

The young man sighed "Fine. don't you worry about it here" he gave up easily. maybe it's better to leave him be instead of inspecting him further. Jotaro was the last person he wanted to cross.

"Good"

Oddly enough, he didn't seem as wrathful as he thought him to be.

Time was impossibly uncountable.

You'd lost track of time since you left the Cathedral in a haste: How long have you been running? How long did it take them to find out what happened? you didn't know. all what you're knowledgeable about was that if you stopped for a mere second, your life will crumble away forever.

The coursing Pain through your legs, The burning thirst in your throat, The excruciating pressure on your windpipe from lungful and cold amounts of air wasn't comparable to the eternal pain of a strange life with a strange man. Your resolve to break free and regain your ordinary life once again was what kept you running despite the soreness.

As your memory recognized the familiar Places around the Cathedral, it wouldn't be too wrong to assume how close you were to the Station. your Plan was seemingly simple: you would run till you reach the station, hire a Taxi and go back home. So far, the first step is about to be accomplished. All you needed was strength, Patience and an earnest prayer to some sort of a deity in the heavens who would take pity on you and save you.

Luck was smiling at you when you noticed the familiar Outline of the Station. your pace became quicker, willing to run away as fast as possible.

Hope bloomed in your heart again after long months of Captivity, The Experience of being estranged from your family and friends was dreary and solitary, an Incident that shall remain engraved in your memory forever. your expectations didn't fly too high when the unhelped doubt was still there, reiterating the scenarios of getting caught and caged again.

No matter how you tried to wash away the dim view or fill your cogitation with rose-colored glasses, the eerie instinct that he's after you daunted the still remaining sanity within you.

You tilted your head carefully, looking for any sign of Jeopardy. your mind was playing tricks on you as you kept looking around like a frightened prey, the roads and paths were suddenly morphing into the same shape. your memory wasn't one for questioning nor doubting: you passed the same Stop sign three times, the Taxi which was numbered fifty four was exactly seven meters away from you and the distance didn't change. In addition, when you tried to approach the last Taxi, it seemed that you would never be able to reach it although it was near.

Needless to admit the odd presence behind you: Jotaro was after you and he's playing a twisted game with you right now.

You tried to keep your cool and manage your alarum (though your shaky legs disclosed your uneasiness). Cautiously, you moved your head to the side, Catching the Familiar Silhouette of Jotaro from the corner of your eye.

He wasn't very far away from you. The pace of his movement was mimicking yours, Calm and Unrushed - unlike your intentions for breakout - . He was ambling behind you while you faltered in the front. you wondered why he didn't run and catch you directly: you were certain he had seen and recognized you already, not to mention that he was a faster runner.

You quickened your tempo suddenly, deciding to test the limits of his chase and speed up slowly. He still imitated your rapidity, willing to close you up in his range- that was it, you had to be out of his reach.

It is now or never, you encouraged yourself.

You raised your knee and took a long step forward, launching a fast run towards the nearest car and never looking behind you. your legs flew along with the wind; a sudden, brief energy blasting through your pained nerves. you tried to think of your real family, their smiling faces manifesting in your Imagination, motivating you to run faster and faster until you'd make it home.

The Taxi's doorknob nearly slipped under your hand as you opened it swiftly, the driver was startled by your sudden appearance next to him and looked rather concerned: you were practically shuddering, your neat fingers distorted by tiny cuts across their skin.

"Are you alright, miss? do you want me to call the po-"

"Don't call anyone!" you interrupted harshly. you were running out of time and you had to make your destination clear.

"Listen" you rasped, swallowing the thicke lump in your throat before continuing "I'm in a hurry and I don't want to complicate this even more, you'd better start driving or things will get worse"

His face went pale "T-to whe-"

"To Morioh-Cho, Please, Now" you felt bad for aggravating your words, but slacking off in such a dangerous situation wasn't an option.

Your knees went Sluggish with anticipation, Jotaro wouldn't take another second to find and bring you back as well as facing the consequences of your actions.

You didn't want to think of his past threats to end your life if you dared to leave him. This was a huge risk and you had to take it, you had not to fail.

Just as he appeared in your vision's limit, the Car revved up then moved forward, soothing your tense nerves with a slow relief. You closed your eyes, leaning back in the passenger seat and loosening your muscles to ease off the stress.

You sighed deeply, as if letting the past three months of incarceration out of your Chest; breathing in and out, filling your lungs with fresh air, enjoying a serene silence without your fiance's voice reverberating in your ears.

"Enjoying yourself, aren't you ?!"

You nearly jumped off your skin. Is this a hallucination ?!

You woke up from your brief torpor and stared at the vacuous eyes beside you: dangerous blue piercing through you and an ominously unfamiliar dispassion tearing your soul apart.

Your trustable memory didn't recall his existence beside you before… Now he's the one who's driving you. What had happened when you closed your eyes? Have you made a mistake? And where did the pale driver go? Did you fall asleep? Is this a nightmare?

If this is a nightmare, it's a vivid, eccentric one.

"Is this how you repay my efforts of keeping you safe ?! Is this the way you treat someone who did nothing wrong but to protect you ?!" he yelled, clearly out of patience with your advances.

This isn't a nightmare, it's reality, a bitter version of it.

You've never imagined he would have this side of him, he was so angry- graphically enraged. you've never imagined he would be so delusional, you saw him as a sensible man who never believed in love or feelings. You've never Imagined that a man who looks as sane as him would think of hijacking as protection, of insulation as safety- The Insanity he hid for a long time made you shiver.

"What Protection?" you mocked. you've built a severe tension inside for three months. the night thoughts and Imaginary conversations you had in store for him flowed out of your mouth absentmindedly, coated with a venomous grudge and pure hatred towards him.

"You stole away my world and Family, You stole away my freedom and love for life…" he didn't say anything.

"…You're a sad excuse of a man, Kujo Jotaro. no wonder that your comrades and friends died, they didn't want to see you anymore. they didn't want to know someone who's as horrible as you…"

His fingers clutched on the steering wheel.

"…You're unworthy of love. you destroy everything you touch and cause misery for everyone you know…"

He glared at you, hot blood pooling under his skin.

"…I've never loved you, I still don't love you and I'll never love you…"

He Clenched his Jaw, pressing harder on the driving wheel. The Car was too fast, But you didn't care. you hoped that you would die in an accident rather than be with him for eternity.

"…I hate you"

He trod on the brake pedal at full tilt. The Vehicle stopped dead in its tracks, Convulsing and Subsiding in long seconds. you bumped your head on the glove box's top, feeling your nose at it squashed and bled. You yelped at the sudden burst of ache in your philtrum and laid your hand on it so as to soothe the pain.

You glanced up at Jotaro. His face was still red- You couldn't reckon whether because of his earlier spurt to find you or because of the things you'd just said. a Scowl took over his still handsome face, The usual expression he gave before sneering at you.

Instead of getting a verbal reply, his rough hand came in contact with your throat, Squeezing hard at your windpipe. The remaining nerve of patience was cut; and the tolerance he had for you drained out.

"I could kill you right now! watch your language with me you selfish, Ignorant woman!" he threatened. The pressure he applied on your neck was enough to inform you that he wasn't just threatening.

Blue and Green tints obscured your vision, Oxygen becoming less and less.

"…Don't you know how much I was worried about you? worried sick that you were taken away or got hurt!…"

Your nerves were on fire; electrified and violent.

"…Everyone is worried about you… they were happy to have you among them and this is how you return the favor!…"

You choked out a weak plea to make him stop.

"…I worked so hard to make your life- our life comfortable and happy…"

Warmth layered your eyesight. even from your heavily blurred seeing, you could see something twitch in his eyes.

"…I did all of this to have you…I couldn't let you go…"

Your palms finally moved and squeezed at his large hands.

"I love you…"

He finally spared you. His palms unwrapped your throat quickly and covered your small ones instead.

You drew in a Deep breath and reabsorbed the lost air. You didn't dare move away fearing another sudden outburst of him.

Oddly, He seemed to be quiet, lost in thought about something. The pale Color of his skin was back, returning to his calm, composed self once more.

Either of you said nothing (what was there to be said after a harsh paroxysm?) and Chose to listen to the peaceful Bird Chirping.

You looked outside the Window. You didn't know whether a Lavender field was a place that Jotaro planned to take you to, or simply stopped in by hazard.

You leaned back and breathed deeply, welcoming a sedating air into your lungs. The Fresh scent of Lavender Carried you to a whole nother world, a somnolent corner of your mind, free from any Interference or Strife. The driver's door clicking sound fell flatly on your ears; your senses were too somniated to process or realize anything.

Even when the thought of him murdering and burying you in a field of Lavenders seemed like a beautiful dream, less than a terrible fate you expected.

The passenger door was opened, with him standing in your vision. You wanted a bullet to break through your skull, or a shiny dagger to stab its course through your pampered skin. a color to paint the purple flowers red, It was Strangely poetic and bewitching.

"Sit up"

You obeyed, moving to the side and dangling your legs out of the Car, wanting to end this as quickly as possible. You didn't close your eyes, you wanted to see the field one last time before paying nature's debt.

The last thing you expected was getting your shirt hiked up; your skin exposed to the cool afternoon breeze and goosebumps rising on your arms.

Did he have another intention than ending your life? maybe he wanted to send you to the grave nude, Or take advantage of you one last time First…

The thought was Immediately brushed off when you noticed your wedding's gown clutched in his arm. Now everything is Clear, except for one thing.

"Aren't you going to kill me?" you asked, not realizing you asked him out loud.

He pulled down your trousers, questioning you back nonchalantly "Why would I kill you?"

Swallowing the knot, you answered "You said you would… If I ran away"

He donned you the Robe, starting from your neck and straightening it down your waist. A few seconds passed with the lone Bird Chirping and soft plants Swishing. He suddenly stood straight, towering over your small sitting form and snorting out a tight reply "So is this how you think of me? Am I that heartless to you?!"

You had no respond.

He continued, crouching to shoe your feet with the expensive heel "Why do you think I would keep you to myself if all I had towards you is killing you? Why would I bother to protect and provide for you when I have ill intentions for you? Why would I come to take you back even after your attempts to leave me?"

Astonishment wasn't the one to tie your tongue, having no answer to his questions was.

He gloved your hands after cleaning them "It's because I love you" He answered instead. "I do love you…although I don't show you as much, although you don't feel the same…"

He rose on his feet, a strange hue of sensation you're seeing for the first time in his eyes "although you say you hate me many times…" He wiped the blood from your nose with a clean handkerchief, not really wanting an answer from you.

It was strange, that hint of Pain and Betrayal in his voice.

How come you're feeling like you're the heartless human now? how come you're the one who's tormenting him all along?

You tried to convince yourself that he's lying, that he's coaxing you into a false sense of love, that his tears were nothing more than Crocodile tears… But the guilt insisted on disrupting your psyche.

The Sunset enameled the world in dazzling, prismatic shades of Cinnabar and Orange. you drank in the view from your window, feeling nothing but a comforting emptiness. Visual shadows of buildings and Trees raced in front of your eyes, filling your memory with a serene Nostalgia.

Jotaro was focusing on the road. As much as he wanted to return and finish the ceremony quickly, he felt the need for you both to absorb their feelings First, before you would step on a new route of life.

"You look beautiful." He said.

An empty smile crept on your lips.

The Kisses on your skin were pleasant, passionate and possessive, sealing every inch of your flesh with the branding of his lips. they travelled leisurely across your face, to your neck and down your Chest and waist. You tried to stay still for him and direct the anticipation to your fists -by grasping on the silky sheets tightly- but the tickles in the pit of your stomach weakened your nerves.

Tough palms of his dallied your sides and fondled your breasts; the amatory touch earning him a soft mewl from your lips.

The fragrance of Lavender lingered on his skin; shoulders and arms caging you on the mattress and squeezing you closer. you still can see the spellbound look of his blue eyes under your dark eyelids, a look he beheld you with when you stood together on the altar.

He poured his words In a suave, silky inflection, feeling the weight of his speech as your name rolled down his tongue in the start "I've never imagined to be so worthy of fate's mercy and so smiled upon by whatever deity was in the heavens. Your love was the ultimate grace and the greatest gift I've ever received, and I couldn't be more thankful to have you in my life"

The alienly sweet lips moved down, planting more busses on your bosom and stomach. The warm hands sneaked to your Clitoris; the press of his digits loading your veins with a zestful energy with each circular move.

"I used to think of my life as a mere repetition of events, a colorless time of living and an empty existence. I had no one in heart, no love to hope for coming back to, no soul to embrace myself into. However, when my eyes landed on your alluring beauty, I, for the first time In my life, felt how a heart would beat truly and lively. Warmth and love were so new yet so addicting to me; I couldn't have enough from a single look"

Your limbs jerked up from the stimulation, bubbles foaming under your skin when his fingertip traced the hood, tickling and massaging before moving to your slit.

"I still remember our first encounter as if it's a lucid memory from yesterday. It was in the blink of an eye, you looked at me without seeing me; It felt like a glory, a zephyrous spring, an ardent sun and a warm sea. If I had in mind a way to show you how much I'm in love with you, I wouldn't be able to show enough except by offering you my heart, here and in front of all my loved ones, now and forever…"

Gentler than a feather, he continued to rub on your sex, dandling each part of the wet flesh. Hot pool of tears filled under your eyelids from the overstimulation, you couldn't think or recall anything at the moment.

His middle finger stroked in and out, adding more fuel to the fire and flying you closer to heaven; Your own moans and keens ringing into your ears unfeelingly. Hypersensitive and On fire, you felt every drop of blood rush to your face and ears. a touch…then another and another… till the colors in your vision exploded into a white sweven.

"Will you offer me your heart as I offered you mine? Will you spend the rest of your life by my side and be the light that guides me through the dimness of life? Will you love me like I love you?"

"Will you be mine till the end of time?"

None wouldn't have believed that his rehearsed words were a voice of heart.

Summoning enough courage to utter those sole two words was more difficult than sermoning a whole staged oration.

Your eyes shifted behind him. What would happen if you refused to be in the company of these smiling faces who waited for your agreement? Even If, your refusal meant nothing.

"I do"

How long have you drowned in your reveries? not too long. The heavenly climax washed over your soul, clouding your consciousness. Lust and Vigour controlled you.

A weak croon left your throat when he grabbed your thighs and positioned himself between your legs. your ankles were raised effortlessly so he can press his upper half against yours till your foreheads together.

Warm breath fanned on your face. lifting your eyelids up, you were met by his eyes, rapt and hazed; staring right through your soul.

As his fingers intertwined with yours, he whispered "Do you love me now?"

"No." Was it the truth or a mere falsity like your life?

He didn't respond. Instead, he sheathed himself into you, pushing his hips forward with force. The sudden stretch of your walls shocked you, his length occupying your insides and kissing your cervix.

You moaned loudly, a jolly mix of pain and pleasure stinging your lower half.

It felt hot and sticky -thanks to his earlier efforts in stimulating you- and throbbing. you moaned loudly at the feeling. Although it wasn't actually your first time with him, his large member never failed to force out a climax from you. your mind was certain of its hatred towards him, but your body obeyed every touch and thrust he gave.

Thrusts started out methodic and slow, Wanting to feel every inch of your soft walls against his girth and enjoy the moans you made. Your Husband was usually rough, deciding to take time and savor each second of being inside of you, as if it was the first time to touch and indulge in you.

Each thrust rubbed the most sensitive spots within; increasing the volume of your moans as the room shook in your vision. The lewd sound of skin slapping and his huffs against the Shell of your ear adding to the coming heat.

Even before receiving another sweet release for the night, you found yourself straddling his torso as he stood up. He easily held the weight of your small form, slamming your back against the wall to continue pounding into you.

It felt too deep: He knew your body more than you did. Those hidden spots were fully hit, just as he memorized where to bring you close. He loved the new position too, his groans and ragged breaths being enough of a proof.

It felt too opaque: Seconds passed slowly yet quickly. Closing your eyes again and gyrating your hips mindlessly to meet his jostles was the only thing you had in mind. Faint Images of his eyes blurred amidst the dark corners of your vision, something that you didn't forget nor comprehend, just like your feelings towards him.

It was so sudden: a pleasing comfort foamed and explosive underneath. the knot of your stomach untied itself as you felt his warmth spill inside of your womb, accompanied by a deep, long groan from his throat.

The world around you formed again, Only when you started to drift off to sleep. His final words were there to remember during your awakening.

"If I couldn't be enough for you to love, then a child would have you love me."

Mrs.Joestar was a Stylish woman Indeed.

The Pillow Appliqué she made was Gorgeous, If the word was enough to describe its artistry. No wonder why Jotaro and Holy made her the ceremony's organizer.

Pink Carnations and White Orchids Graced The Pink Silk In a Circular Shape. You admired how versed She was In sewing: The Pearly shade of pink she chose, The elegant Curve of each petal and leaf, not forgetting how stunning the lace they were made of. Years of Maidenhood in Italy and being under the service of an elegant Mistress sharpened her feminine senses and refined her talents greatly.

You remembered her youthful grin as she offered you her gift, rambling about a dream she had not so long ago.

"I dreamt of you eating apples, lots and lots of red apples!" She chirped. "Do you know what that means?" Suzie gave you a prompting look, waiting for you to realize the indication of her dream rather than an actual answer.

You furrowed your eyebrows, thinking of a possible interpretation of what she'd said. Why exactly would a dream mean anything to what you're experiencing now?!

"I can't seem to think of an explanation, Mrs.Joestar" you replied politely before chuckling "What does it mean?"

"It's a great sign Sweetheart! you're going to be a mother soon!"

She delivered the simple answer as if it was something you wanted to hear. A Child is what every woman longs for, isn't it? and when you think of your situation, you didn't want to meet Jotaro or any of his family members, let alone have a Child with him.

"You're going to have a beautiful baby girl, isn't that Sweet?!" She said dreamily, Cupping her face and possibly fantasizing about the little baby of her grandson.

"I had the same dream After I got married for a while. Later I knew that I was with Child! And I eventually had my precious Holy! isn't that beautiful? A girl is much better than a boy…"

You couldn't Imagine yourself as a mother.

The mere thought of bringing another soul to this world had your bones shiver. a Child was the last thing you wanted- But something he wanted and craved to have.

Jotaro had made his wishes clear since that fateful night together. He would leave you filled to the brim with his seed, sore and dazed. He had whispered of how pretty you'll look in a maternity gown, palming your rounded belly and sensing that little pulse inside. Even If what Suzie had said was true, what kind of difference would a girl make to your life if you didn't want her to come at all?!

"What are you thinking of?"

Jotaro's voice crushed your train of thought. You were holding the little baby pillow in your hands for half an hour for now.

"Just tired." you lied.

Silence stretched. You didn't want to have another conversation with him for now. In fact, you didn't want nor had enough power to converse with anyone at all. You continued staring at the tailored flowers while rubbing your thumb at the soft fabric.

Loud Footsteps ruined the silence. He sat down beside you, The soft sound of his breathing filling your ears for a minute. His hands held yours gently, Both of your rings glinting under the morning's sunlight.

"Grandmother Suzie said that we'll have a daughter." You didn't need to look up at his face to know how happy he was; Even if his tone seemed Composed, there was that little octave which told it all.

"I've been thinking of a good name for her" He was confident about it too, although you were only Five weeks pregnant.

You didn't think of the soul Inside at all. You felt unattached to it, So close yet so far from the thing inside. The blood string that connects it to you, nor that faint heartbeat will never make you feel a thing towards it.

"Yet I couldn't find a proper one" He scooted even closer, bringing his other hand to hold the little pillow of what they called 'your daughter'.

Still no word from you. Why would he think of a name for something that shouldn't exist?! Why would he want something that he can't take care of?!

Why would he bother to ask you about it?!

"I thought you had a good name for her"

You swallowed back a harsh remark forcefully, hiding the truth of your feelings towards him and his damn baby. You needed to stay calm for an unknown period of time.

"Jolyne" You managed to let out. "We'll name her Jolyne. If she's a female, Of course."

The name wasn't that meaningful or symbolic. You just gathered your tongue's letters and formed a name out of them. as silly as it may seem, but the name sounded a little lovable.

"Jolyne" he repeated, as if liking the roll of the simple name on his tongue. The least he can do to bring you back a little Joy is giving you the honor of naming your daughter: The child you made together, The little flower that will bloom, The pure Lily of Love and Life.

His blue eyes twinkled with hope. Cupping your face, He planted a soft kiss; most of his soft kisses ever. tangling his fingers with your hair and tasting your lips.

You didn't feel anything.

Breaking the kiss, he looked at your eyes, looking for that familiar mirthfulness he obsessed over.

"Jolyne it is. Promise me that you'll love us forever"

"I promise" you lied again- that was what you thought.

Dawn broke Through the airplane's small window, Casting transparent lights across the cabin and drawing thin rays on the walls. Birds Chirped gleefully and loudly with each passing second, announcing the start of a brand new day.

Fourteen hours separates you from your new life. a new life of you, your husband and your upcoming daughter. Upon the remembrance of her -She's officially a female, the doctor announced- Your hands massaged your stomach tepidly, smoothing away the tensing and kicking fetus. 'Jolyne' as you started to call it, was doing great according to the smiling Gynecologist: Her heart rate is normal, Her position and Growth is as expected, and no abnormalities or problems at all as for now. In addition to comforting Jotaro about your ability to travel without any risks to his baby or his wife.

Generally, Your first ever pregnancy was going well. Your excuse to stay by his side was soon to be born just in another four months.

"How are you feeling now?" He asked, concerned.

"Just tired." you were really tired; not from having a living creature deep in your guts, but from everything you went through in less than a year.

"You'll get to rest once we're there" He reached to rub your stomach, enacting a gesture of parental affection.

You knew it was another lie: You'll never be able to rest, You'll never be able to see the lights of a true life. the existence of an untouchable decoration was all you could call your life at this point.

You had no choice: Pretending to be a good wife became what you are, and soon enough, You'll be a good mother who previously pretended to be happy about carrying The Joestar's heiress. Your old self shattered, not a fragment from it was present in your brand new one.

All of them are just looking at the garniture of you, not what your soul carries.

[helpimhyperfixating]

Masterlist :3

This art 👆 and my header were both made by @simpingandprocrastinating go check her out she’s so talented and makes awesome content!!!

I’m also active in the CoD fandom. John Price focused blog: @hihhasotherfixations :3

Ko-Fi! https://ko-fi.com/helpimhyperfixating

Requests: Closed :((

Commissions: 1/3 Open

Do’s: I’ll write anything ranging from fluff, oneshots, prompts, imagines, drabbles, s p i c y, crossovers, and AU’s (I love those muhaha)! Female or gn reader mostly. If you don’t specify I’ll automatically revert to female reader! ^^

Some things I won’t do: Stand romance or smut (separate from User), Age gap, Incest, rejection and stuff like that, cheating, extreme Yandere (murder, hurting darling, etc.), degradation, angst with no fluff to balance it out (like, I do love me some angst, but not Yin without its Yang, y’know?), Non-con.

Minors do not interact with any Yandere or nsfw 18+ content (block the ‘hih’s hôrni works’ tag)

Links beneath the cut!

P3=anytime before, during or after (college) SDC, P4=anytime during his late 20’s and DIU, P5=anytime during Golden Wind and early 30’s, P6=anytime during late 30’s, SO and everything after. AU=any alternate universes of course ;}

Oneshots:

P4 - Hat

P4 - Sick

P3 - Spilled Tea

P4 - Mother’s Day

P3 - Jotaro Comforts You

P3 - A Writer’s Trouble

P3 - Help with the Horde

AU - Pokémon professor Jotaro au

P4 - Join Me

AU - Captive Together - Mer! Jotaro x Mer! Reader au / Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 4

P4 - Blood Test

P4 - Sneak Attack In Morioh

AU - Surprise visit - Mer! Jotaro x Human! Reader

P6 - You Are - Jotaro x Trans! Reader

P3 - Owned - Yan! Jotaro x Reader

AU - Photos and Crushes - Cowboy AU / Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

AU - Stay - Mer! Jotaro x Human! Reader

AU - Dad - A short Mer AU fic

AU - Risk - A short Mer AU fic

P3 - Woes of the Past

P3 - Change

P4 - Silk Ribbon - Yan! Jotaro x Reader

P6 - Forgotten Lunch

P4 - Help! / part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4

P4 - Sledding

P4 - The Grumpy Dolphin

AU - Rekindled Meetings - Mer! Jotaro x Reader

AU - Fishnet Cuts - Pirate!Jotaro x Mer!Reader

AU - Found - Neko!Jotaro x Reader / Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

P4 - Vacation

EVENT REQUEST MASTERLIST :D (many drabbles and some oneshots)

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Smuts 🔞:

P3 - Kotatsu

AU - Captive Together / Part 3

P3 - College party

AU - Dream Walker - Sorcerer!Jotaro x Reader

AU - White Lie - Incubus!Jotaro x Reader / Part 1

Kinktober 2023 - Masterlist

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Harry Potter x JJBA AU with @simpingandprocrastinating :

House sorting!

House sorting 2!

A Photograph

CHAPTER 1

Side drabble 1 - Angst

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Drabbles and au’s of the au:

AU - Mer dadtaro au (read the ‘Dad’ short Mer AU fic first)

Yandere Jotaro x reader drabble

AU - Jotaro brings home a tuna for you to eat.

P4 - Heavy petting session 🔞

P4 - Stubble 🔞

AU - Baby merlyne learns how to crawl

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Headcannons: (Sort of? I dunno how to do these, lol)

SDC and other Jojo’s as Mer

Joot Sneeze

Milk cartons

Yandere Jotaro

Garbage can

With a Merman by the fire

Yandere werewolf Joot and dragon Joot finding injured darling

Some dadtaro with Jolyne thoughts

Jotaro headcannons

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Memes/miscellaneous: 

Mermaid AU asks and lore - Mini Masterlist

Important talk

Das a lot of words

Life Problems? Easy Fix

I made a mistake 

Protect him at all costs

Fixed 6taro png / Fixed Jolyne screenshot

Jotaro sings to you

H i m? / ✨ H i m ✨ / The sad follow-up / The long awaited sequel

The three stages of me writing

Dadtaro got me

A forever dilemma

Me when Jotaro / Me when Jotaro 2

Writing ideas

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Wait you draw?: 

Poké Joot 

Poké Kak

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✨ Upcoming: ✨

Photos and Crushes - Cowboy AU! Jotaro x Reader / P3 (I genuinely love this one and am very excited to start posting it) [Bit delayed too as I frantically try to rewrite it]

Android AU that was an ask that is getting a bit out of hand because I don’t know when to stop - Android!Jotaro x Reader / P? I dunno how many parts [Delayed cause I lost it all]

Werewolf!Jotaro x Reader

Medieval AU - Knight! Jotaro x Reader

[palemoonskin]

18+, this blog has nsfw content.

AO3 l Twitter

Hi. Welcome to this mess of a blog.

I don't have much to say. Most of my stuff is probably ooc and poorly written. I'll do every request except for the ones I decline. Obviously. I'm a busy person, a mentally ill wreck of a human being and therefore it can sometimes take a lot of time until I finish stuff. Sometimes it takes me 3 hours, other times 3 months. Don't rush me, I didn't forget you or your request. You'll know when I won't do it. If you think I made a mistake, feel free to message me.

Always open to criticism! I really wanna get better, writing English in general and staying in character.

What you can request

Occasionally longer stories, up to 500 words stories are always fine, headcanons, random prompts

The longer stories depend on my mood and motivation. My English sucks and it's hard for me to write a whole text in it. But I'm gonna get better over time.

Examples

"Hii! Can I have Sasuke x Naruto x reader polyship headcanons?"

"Do you have a headcanon for mcu! Peter Parker? Sfw and non romantic!"

"Jotaro Kujo with a reader who has self harm scars?"

"Giorno x Mista story where Mista has to take care of a sick giorno?"

"F! Reader x Bruce with a praise kink 👀?"

"M! Reader x TASM! Peter Parker pet play?"

"Do you have romantic headcanons for link?"

""Please don't leave me hanging now." prompt with akechi?"

"Something Angsty with Akira x Goro?"

What I write

Almost everything. Just try it out. If I can't post it here though, it's gonna be on my ao3.

Polyships, fxf, mxm, fxm, no romance, romance, sfw, nsfw…

Several kinks (honestly. Go wild.)

Different skin colors, body types, body hair or the lack of ect. You can be as specific as you want. If you don't clarify it, I'll write the reader the way I want.

Abuse, drugs, angst, mental and physical illnesses, eating disorders, self harming…

Fluff

Yandere / obsessive types

Reader x character and character x character, at least one of them must be on the list of characters I write

What I won't write

I can write gender neutral reader in sfw situations. In nsfw stuff, it either needs to be male or female.

Scat, vomit, gore, furry, vore… the usual. Other weird kinks are fine, though.

Characters I'll write

❕ be patient, I'm still learning how to write them.

✔️Already made a character study and / or wrote roleplays as this character

Feel free to request nonetheless. I can only get better if I practice.

Persona 5

Joker ✔️

Futaba Sakura ✔️

Haru Okumura

Ann Takamaki

Ryuji Sakamoto

Goro Akechi ❕

Marvel

TASM! Peter Parker ❕

MCU! Peter Parker ❕

DC

Bale! Bruce Wayne❕

Pattinson! Bruce Wayne ❕

Naruto

Sakura Haruno

Sasuke Uchiha ✔️

Naruto Uzumaki ✔️

Jojo's bizarre adventure

Dio Brando

DIO

Jotaro Kujo ✔️

Giorno Giovanna ✔️

Bruno Bucciarati

Guido Mista

Final fantasy 15

Noctis Lucis Caelum ✔️

Prompto Argentum ✔️

Stardew Valley

Sebastian

Haley

Shane

Others

Utena Tenjou ❕

BOTW! Link ❕

Kenneth 'Kenny' Mccormick ✔️

TBA.

[joestarwhore]

NSFW Yandere Josuke (18+) x Female reader

his little darling managed to escape her obsessive and derange boyfriend house while he was gone.

She trys to get help and does but the good samaritan is Jotaro who leads her back to Josuke thinking she was over reacting.

Josuke angry she escape he takes her back home and has idea to keep her safe and home by finally putting a ring on her

Like The Ocean Finds The Shore (NSFW 18+)

Authors Note: 18+ ONLY. if you’re a minor please find another blog, this writings and scripts are not written for your audience. thank you bb!

You didn’t know what made it worse. The tears in your eyes? Or maybe it was the pouring rain in the pitch black night; never the less, you were barely able to make out where you were, much less which direction you were going. The muscles in your body screamed for relief, the gashes angrily stinging against the rain, pushing you to run far, far away from the house that became your personal Hell.

Anywhere was better than being with him.

Your legs burned as you pushed yourself down the hill, gaining as much distance as you could away from Josuke. You couldn’t help to think of the events that led to this; gaining a stand from Keijo, meeting Koichi in odd circumstances, all the tiny little interactions that led to you accidentally tripping over a brick. Right into Josuke’s unmoving backside.

The thunder was incredibly deafening, lighting up the city of Morioh below you. You didn’t know if Josuke had discovered your absence yet, but you knew you had to be far away from him when he did. You knew it was just a matter of time.

Suddenly the grass became concrete, and concrete became asphalt. Relief flooded through you as you realized that you had finally made it into city limits. You looked around for any sign of safety you could take, your sights finally landing on the Grand Morioh Hotel.

‘Oh my god, Jotaro!’ You started sprinting towards the doors, bypassing any on looker or someone saying any comment to you, all you cared about was finding the receptionist and finding Jotaro. You ran down the hall to the Plaza, seeing the nice attendant lady who always seemed to be the one working for the desk. As soon as she saw you approach, her smile went from one of welcome to a grimace of worry. “Oh my word sweetie, are you okay?? Do you need any help??”

You leaned on the desk for a second to catch your breath. “Actually.. yes there is something.. you could do..”, you took a deep breath, “can you tell me what room Jotaro Kujo is in? We’re related & we have a family member in the hospital and it’s imperative that I fill him in on what’s going on.” Not the best lie you’ve ever told but at this point, you couldn’t afford to be precise. The desk attendant nodded with assured hums, “Yes honey of course, give me just one second.”

You breathed in relief. Thank God. Josuke definitely knew by now that you were gone, & would absolutely be searching for you. Finding Jotaro gave you a little hope for safety but even still; Josuke was relentless.

“Okay darlin, 8th floor, 6th suite, it’ll be the one at the very end!!” Relief swept over you as you quickly expressed your thanks, sprinting up the stairs towards your destination. ‘This is utterly insane’ you thought to yourself; you were running from your deranged boyfriend to his nephew that’s a decade older than he is. Your clothes were torn, wet, your skin was bruised and bleeding out, a state of being you weren’t familiar with.

The raw emotion you felt as you reach Jotaro’s door can only be described as a broken hallelujah. You banged on his door as hard as you can, not stopping until Jotaros towering frame swung the door open.

“(Y/N)? What are you doing here?” His stone cold expression seemed to always be unwavering, but at the sight of you his eyes betrayed him. “What the hell happened to you?” You tried to speak, but no words came out, simply emotion ridden gasps between sobs. Jotaro took your arm and led you in, showing you to a seat by the fireplace & brought you a hot mug of coffee. You gave him a grateful look as you took the cup, Jotaro taking the seat in front of you with a first aid kit. “What happened to you?? Is this from an enemy stand user?”

You couldn’t help but give a lifeless giggle. Certainly felt like it, didn’t it?

Jotaro let you sit in silence for a second while he cleaned the wounds gracing your arms & face, carefully watching your facial expression for any sign of emotion, anything to hint at what might be going on. You didn’t even know where to start in explaining it, or even a way to explain how this happened.

Jotaro took your chin in his hand and turned your face towards his. “(Y/N), who did this to you?” The concern in his eyes made you feel the most cared about you’ve been in months. If you could tell anyone, it’d be Jotaro.. right?”

“It.. it’s Josuke.. When we started dating he was so good to me, he was charming & caring, he’d take time out of his day to spend time with me & would make sure i felt his love; but his actions just.. escalated. He was everywhere. He would text me throughout the day about what i was doing, saying certain comments about my outfits or what stores i was in, he ALWAYS knew.” Jotaro listened intently as he wrapped your forearm in gauze, giving you a nod it was okay to keep proceeding with what you were saying. “All of a sudden one day my land lord calls me to let me know that I was being evicted out of nowhere and i had 24 hours to leave. The same day, Josuke signed the deed to his Mom’s house & told me I could live with him. I just thought it was a crazy coincidence, I didn’t think Josuke would actually ever get me evicted. Then i found my land lords phone number in his pocket book. When I asked him about it he pretended like he didn’t know, and when i kept asking he..” The memory of him holding you against the wall, his knee putting pressure onto your slit, made you visibly cringe. The way he touched you.. it was so possessive, so needy, his eyes portraying one visible message. ‘I own you.’

Jotaro closed the first aid kit & put it under the seat he was at, a pack of pills in his hand. Jotaro silently put the two pills in your hand & got you a glass of water. “I’m sorry you’re going through this & I’m sorry you’ve been hurt so badly. The pills are a sleeping pill & a pain relief supplement, take those and you can sleep in my bed. I’ll handle everything in the morning.” You looked at the two white pills in your hand & threw them to the back of your throat, quickly chasing them with the glass of water he gave you. Jotaro gave you a pair of pajama pants and a t shirt, and helped you lay in the bed. “Goodnight, (Y/N). I’ll see you in the morning.”

You don’t remember anything past that.

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When you woke in the morning, you were blinded by direct sunlight. You squinted your eyes as tight as you could, noticing that you were being held up my two arms that were walking at a brisk pace. Gently adjusting your eyes to open, you looked up to see Jotaro, a determined glare in his eyes.

“J..Jotaro where are we?” you whispered the best you could manage. Jotaro gave you a glance down before returning his eyes to the path.

“I called Josuke.”, Your heart drops into your stomach. He wouldn’t.. he couldn’t.. “He says you lost your apartment because your anti psychotics put you out of a job, & he had your landlords number to pay your moving out fees for you.”

You shook your head in disbelief, “No, no no no Jotaro that’s a lie, i’m not on anti-psychotics, I don’t have any sort of med like that, he’s fucking lying to you!!”

Jotaro gave you an expectant look. “That’s the other thing Josuke said. You’ve been flushing them down the drain instead of taking them like you’re supposed to. Josuke only wants to take care of you, (Y/N). There’s nothing to fear of him.”

“JOTARO, I HAVE NEVER TAKEN THOSE PILLS IN MY LIFE AND YOU FUCKING KNOW”- You saw a giant purple hand come over your face and cover your mouth, restraining you from saying anymore. “I’m sorry (Y/N), but this is what’s best for you.”

You heard a door in the distance open, and Jotaro looking up and locking eyes with someone. The voice you heard next made your spine freeze, and dread pierce your soul.

“Jotaro!! Thank you SO much for bringing (Y/N) back!!”

No.. Not again..

“Not a problem Josuke, i’d rather have assurance of (Y/N)‘s safety myself then just send her back here on a bus.”

You slowly looked over, finally catching sight of your boyfriend. His tall, muscular form loomed dangerously in the door way of his house, his pompadour reminding you of so many events, so many violations of your body..

God its sick that it was making you wet.

Jotaro set you on your feet in front of josuke, letting Star Platinums hand uncover your mouth.

You couldn’t look at him.

Josukes hand ran through your hair, “(Y/N) is all okay now that she’s here with me.” He put his other hand under your chin, lifting to meet you eye to eye. It was everything you remembered. Lust, anger, relief, and above all else: obsession.

Jotaro and Josuke bid their farewells. Hands on your hips steered you into the living room, Josuke gently closing the door behind you. You could feel his eyes bore into the back of your skull, your mind erratic with anxiety. God, what’s he gonna do??

“Y’know, you didnt have to run away. You didn’t have to leave me. You didn’t have to be SO FUCKING UNGRATEFUL.” Josuke threw a chair at the wall in front of you, the force of it making you fall backwards onto your back. You gasped as your back collided with the floor, seeing Josukes towering frame turning towards you. He kneels down straddling you, the obsession of his eyes terrifying as he wrapped his long fingers around your throat. Adrenaline went straight between your legs.

“I do everything for you, (Y/N). I house you. I feed you. I FUCKING TAKE CARE OF YOU.” Josuke ripped apart your shirt, shoving his knee on your hot slit, making you gasp in surprise. Josukes delicate features possess a hunger that you remember all too well. “I also make you feel good don’t i??” He removed one of his hands from your throat to attack your nipple with, making you arch your back & moan. Josuke bit his lip in ecstasy as he shoved his middle finger down your slit, swirling it around in your hot heat. Josukes mouth rested against your temple as you gasped in pleasure, sickly wanting him to just take you then & there.

Josuke slowed down his finger, gently massaging your clit at a comfortable pace. “I’m sorry if it was because you felt unloved. If that’s the case, I really promise to be better. Because you can’t leave me, (Y/N). You’re mine, my little princess, my sweet baby girl,” His fingers started to assault you again. You heard a zipper get tugged town, and Josukes hips sweetly grind against yours. “My little fucking slut.”

You started to panic as you felt the tip of his rock hard cock press against your heat, your adrenaline skyrocketing. He’s delirious. “JoJo honey please, d-dont make me do this i’m so fucking sc-“

Josukes hand slapped your cheek, making you yelp in pain, quickly resulting in your moth being covered once again. “No, you don’t get a say. You were a bad girl, baby. And bad girls-“

Your scream was strained as he bottomed out his 8 inch cock inside you. “-they get punished.”

Josuke rammed inside of you, yourself being pummeled into the floor as he chanted “Mine, mine, mine, -FUCK-, MINE!!” His dick assaults your G-Spot as you felt an orgasm start to build in your stomach.

“Are you gonna cum baby? Does my little fuckinf slut want to cum??” Josuke slapped your clit. “TELL ME WHO OWNS YOU.”

Pleasure overruled the mine on this one. “It’s you baby! It’s always been you and it always will, I promise I’ll never leave you again just-“ you squealed as you felt your build up about to break. “PLEASE LET ME CUM JOSUKE PLEASE!!”

“Uggh FUCK, cum on my fucking cock (Y/N) show me who OWNS you.” Josukes duet of lust and rage amplified as you exploded all over him, your moans and screams sounding like siren calls to himself. Josuke rutted into you, filling you to the brim with himself. He laid himself by you, wrapping his arms around your overstimulated frame. You laid there for a couple of minutes trying to catch your breath, your heart rate soaring. You could hear Josukes soft giggles beside you as you felt a hand caress your cheek. You looked him into his eyes, seeing the unconditional love and obsession. The never ending love and obsession.

Josuke sweetly kisses your cheek, holding you in his arms as he gently picks up your left hand. You felt a cold circle of metal grace your ring finger, slipping on perfectly. Fear gripped your heart as you realized what it was.

“My pretty baby.. my gorgeous doll,” Josuke rolled ontop of you and held your face in his hands. “This will make sure we’re always together. You & me, husband and wife!! My perfect, beautiful, fuckable wife..”

Tears started to slide down your face.

So, this was defeat.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N), will you be my wife?”

You looked at the alabaster ceiling. This wasn’t possible for you. This couldn’t be happening. But you knew it was.

“Yes.. Josuke. I’ll marry you.”

Josuke gleamed as he smothered you with kisses and sweet nothings, giving you gentle touches as his lips grazed over your ears to say the only thing that comes out of his mouth: poison.

“I’ll always find you, baby doll.”

“Like the ocean meets the shore- I will always find you.”

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[nanasparadise]

Could I have an au with yandere merman Jotaro and his s/o who's the daughter of a famous pirate and the prompts 30 28 and 5 ?

If you don't want it's okay

Have a good day ÷)

“Call of the sea” Yan! merman Jotaro x female pirate reader

Hiya! I had really fun writing this piece, thanks for requesting it! And for once, I decided to make the reader less frail and helpless and more of a badass (after all, she’s a pirate), I hope you enjoy this change! 😊

05. I’m blinded by your love, and its blindness I’d never want to cure.

28. You have no idea how much I have been holding myself back for you.

30. You don’t know how much I love you.

TW: toxic relationship, mentions of God (no major religious themes though), mentions of a gun, threats, attempt of kidnapping, noncon touching, MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY/MINORS DNI

I do not condone any yandere behaviour in real life.

Word count: 1789

 The salty sea breeze hits softly your face. Eagerly, you inhale the familiar scent. As the daughter of a well-known pirate captain, you know the ocean like the back of your hand. 

“What a beautiful day!”, you marvel happily. Indeed, nature has blessed you with lots of sunshine and blue skies lately, perfect for sailing. For a couple more moments, you stand on the edge of the deck of ship, hands gripping on the railing and enjoying the stunning view in front of you. As you’re about to turn around to help your father and the crew with their tasks, you notice from the corner of your eyes a silver fish tail swimming dangerously close to the ship. “Surely, it’s just a dolphin,” you try to comfort yourself. Still, you don’t want to take the risk to meet a certain stubborn merman, so you turn around quickly and make your way to the quarterdeck. 

Ever since you helped Jotaro tend his wounds when he had been attacked by a shark, the merman has been following you around, claiming to love you and wanting to be with you. At first, you felt flattered by the attention he gave you, but since his unrelenting behaviour became more and more invasive, you started ignoring him as much as possible. Which, of course, isn’t an easy task for a pirate who’s constantly on the sea. Hastily, you walk the stairs up to the quarterdeck. 

“Ah, good thing you’ve come Y/N, you need to help me with the map,” your father exclaims jovially. Though his voice quickly dies down as he sees the anxious expression on your face. “It’s that damned merman again, isn’t it?”, he shouts angrily, frowning and scowling darkly, “I swear, if that foul fish gets close to you one more time, I’ll cut off his tail and serve it to the crew!” 

“Father, I’m fine, no need to scream”, you try to calm him down. You love that man to bits, but Lord can he be choleric. “He didn’t show himself this time, at least not his face.” 

The pirate bristles with anger. 

“He better not!”, your father cries again while turning his head towards the sea. “You hear me, ya stinky creature? Leave my Y/N alone! You don’t wanna mess with the legendary Captain Blackbeard, now do ya?” 

“Please father, calm down!”, you say bashfully, a wave of embarrassment flowing over your body. It’s not that you’re ungrateful for his protection – on the contrary, every night you thank whatever God there may be out there for him – but you’re capable of taking care of Jotaro yourself. After all, your father taught you how to shoot and how to use a dagger ever since you were six. “It’s alright.” You assure the captain. “If I should see him once more and he’s acting inappropriately towards me, I’ll make sure to get good use of my little Annie.” You pat affectionately the pistol resting in the holster next to your hip. Though you look confident on the outside, you’re feeling conflicted: could you really hurt Jotaro? Especially after you healed him once? Your father chuckles at your action. 

“That’s what I wanna hear! Now, get your butt over here so you can help me navigate towards the next island.”

The sun has been slowly but steadily setting. After a couple of hours, you’ve eventually arrived at your destination. The island you’ve landed on is quite small and uninhabited, but it offers lots of fruit you need as supplies. With some crew members, you’re about to do a bonfire on the shore as you hear a deep voice calling your name. 

“Great, this is truly what I needed right now”, you think gloomily. Turning around, you perceive Jotaro’s form in the ocean near the coast, piercing turquoise eyes observing you. With a big sigh, you approach the merman, but not before making sure you’ve got your pistol Annie with you. “Can’t abandon my girl”, you mumble absentmindedly. Lucky for you, your father is currently with a bunch of other pirates on the other side of the island, looking for some treasure he heard is apparently hidden here. Otherwise, he might have just caused a huge scene and you couldn’t live with that kind of mortification. As you finally reach the dark-haired merman, you notice the excited gleam in his bright eyes. Though Jotaro nearly always masks his true feelings behind a stoic expression, you’ve learnt how to read him. 

Without even greeting you, the merman asks you: “Why did you ignore me earlier today?”

“Hello to you too, Jotaro”, you reply, annoyance coating your voice. 

“You haven’t answered my question. Why did you ignore me?”, he repeats matter-of-factly, totally unfazed by your snarky comment. 

“Well, if you didn’t behave so creepily, I wouldn’t ignore you”, you utter, your tone making clear that you’re not agreeing with his behaviour at all. 

“What do you mean I’m creepy?”, the merman asks perplexed all while knitting thoroughly his dark brows. 

“I can’t believe it,” you think, being utterly astounded, “does he really not realise that following me, making unwanted love declarations over and over again and threatening to abduct me into some obscure water cave isn’t normal?” 

“Look Jotaro, we’ve been through this many times. I know you’re grateful I’ve saved you that one time you got hurt by a shark, but that doesn’t mean you’re bound to be always by my side. Consider us even. Just continue living your life as a merman, alright?”, you answer slightly condescending, wondering if he finally gets the message. 

“No”, Jotaro simply states, power swinging in his gruff voice. Alas, this man probably needs more than words to make him understand. Now it’s your turn to ask questions. 

“What do you mean ‘no’?”, you sigh, already exhausted by the whole conversation. 

“There’s nothing wrong with my behaviour. I’m courting you, you should be happy about it.” Jotaro’s bright eyes darken at his words. Suddenly, the merman seems so much more dangerous than usual. He straightens his back completely so that his naked upper half towers nearly fully over your form. Scared, you already put your hand on your pistol. Jotaro notices your reaction, but he doesn’t comment on it though. “And if this already frightens you, Y/N,” the black-haired male says threateningly, “then you should really start to worry, because you have no idea how much I have been holding myself back for you.” His hand leaps up to your body, grabbing your forearm and pulling you closer to him into the sea. You can already feel your feet getting soaked through your boots and socks. 

“Now Y/N! Use Annie now!” But you don’t. You let yourself get dragged by Jotaro, petrified and yet hypnotised by the merman in front if you. 

“I know I’m not good with words and feelings,” Jotaro starts speaking again as he drapes his strong arms over you, essentially caging you in, “but one thing is certain: I love you, Y/N, you don’t even know much.” With your face pressed into his muscular chest, you hear his heart beating frantically. “Even though you healed me back then, you still left me injured. It’s feels like I’m blind, blinded by your love, and it’s blindness I’d never want to cure.” The merman softly presses a kiss on top of your head at his tender words. Without even realising it, he pulls you deeper and deeper into the ocean. Instead, you ponder on his words. Does Jotaro really love you that much? Have you been too hard on him the entire time? 

“Maybe I should give him a chance…” You contemplate tentatively. It’s only when a particular high wave crushes over you and wets completely your trousers that you’re snapping out of your reverie. Why are you already at least five metres away from the shore? Immediately, you struggle in Jotaro’s arms, squirming as much as possible and pleading to him to let you go. But the merman remains persistent, shushing you instead and moving further into the unknown depths of the indigo sea. 

“Jotaro, please, stop now!”, you shout desperately, though your demand falls on deaf ears, the male continuing to drag you with him. Fear starts rushing through your system, making your breath hitch. Your eyes widen and your body begins to tremble ever so slightly. 

“I’ve been really patient with you Y/N, but now I need to take measures into my own hand,” Jotaro growls into your ear, “don’t worry, I’ll treat you well.” For some reason, his last sentence awakens a fire within you, replacing the previous anguish with raging fury. Just who does this stupid fish he is?! Determined, you grab your pistol from the holster and pull the trigger, aiming into the bottom of the sea. Clearly surprised by your action, Jotaro stops his movements, an incredulous expression painted on his face. Meanwhile you observe the smoke escaping the barrel, relishing the warmth of the gun. It gives you a power boost, knowing you hold a potential murderous weapon in your hand. 

“I just say this once Jotaro, so listen closely,” you say eerily calm, still staring at the pistol, “if you don’t bring me back to land immediately and then piss off, I’ll make sure to use Annie again. And trust me, the next shot won’t miss its target.” With these final words, you look the merman straight into his eyes, an expectant and confident look marking your face. Almost teasingly, your finger dances around the trigger. Of course Jotaro’s gaze doesn’t miss this action. He tries to remain calm, though you notice the slight trembling of the hands gripping your arms. For the first time, you see his stoic façade crumble as his feelings of fear unfold in front of you. “Doesn’t feel too good, now does it?”, you think smugly.

Despite his initial hesitance, the merman returns with you to the shore, silence reigning between the two of you. Once your feet touch solid ground again, you let out a relieved sigh. Jotaro shows himself reluctant to let go of your body, but a glance at your pistol makes him recoil from your form. Without a second thought, you turn your back to the male and take a few steps towards your crew, which is now sitting around the fire. The uncomfortable feeling of wet socks clings onto you, making you even angrier at the actions of the damned fishman. 

“Thanks for the bath,” you utter sarcastically, “though it definitely wasn’t necessary.” The water creature only huffs indignantly at your words, but doesn’t dare counter you. 

“Oh, and Jotaro,” you whip your head back, staring purposefully one last time into his eyes, “don’t ever come back.”

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

Could I request a yandere Kakyoin (or jotaro -your choice!) for the Halloween thing Maybe a werewolf or vampire theme with a human reader?

Yet another request I apologize for not uploading sooner

Painter of the night pt1

(yandere vampire kakyoin X female reader)

You stood in front of the most recent painting of you. The artist so eager to hear a compliment pass your pursed lips.

You weren't an expert in art by any means, despite the many times you had to model for a painter. In honesty you always felt that there was something off in every one but you never brought it up in fears that you'd be giving them criticism that was by no means correct.

"It's wonderful" you complimented.

"It'll make a fine addition to the gallery's collection" you continued. By now this was run of the mill. You were considered a muse by the British art community as a whole.

It was all a simple process but it simply became a bore for you to sit pretty in a large dress for days on end. The paintings were all the same to you, waist length portraits in a pretty dress behind a blue sky. It's like they were all copying each other. The only reason you continued was to attract eligible suitors.

You had a talk with an artist before left only to have a servant bombarde you with a dozen of so letters, all of which requesting you as a sitter.

'can I ever get a break' you thought to yourself as you sat down and opened the letters one by one.

Dear Miss (L/n)...

To the wonderful (Y/n)...

Regards to lady (Y/n)...

Besides the introduction all the letters were the same. You threw each letter on the coffee table, your face showed your discontent.

It was only when you looked at the last letter that you became intrigued. It was unique, formal and didn't try to flatter you with complements. The writing was neat and readable but distinctly of a foreign hand. They left themself anonymous, asking you to meet them at the gallery if you accepted their invitation. Leaving your mind to wonder who the writer could have been.

Intrigued by the prospects you made your mind up to go and see who this mysterious person was.

"I want the carriage set up as quickly as possible, I want to go to the gallery" you ordered as you stood up.

"I'll be changing into some suitable clothes, let me know when everything is prepared" you continued as you headed back to your room.

You looked through your wardrobe in discontent as you looked at the lavish dresses you wore, of course they were all beautiful but they were all the same ribbons and lace. You wanted something more exotic, something to stand out from the rest. You looked to the mirror at yourself, of course you couldn't leave in your nightgown despite how pretty and comfortable it was. Surely you had something that appeased in your room you thought before noticing the black silk sheets draped over your bed, they had a beautiful floral pattern, yet they served no purpose… yet.

So you grabbed some pins and brooches and began to create it into a makeshift dress as you had no time to get a tailor to help you. You put on a corset and a skirt like frame before draping the fabric over you in an X formation and then wrapping the second along you waist before pinning it all together, making a beautiful dress with ease. You knew it was a temporary fix but as soon as you saw a tailor next you have the fine fabric made into the most exquisite dress imaginable.

[mouisorange]

Yandere Josuke x Female reader

Josuke framing his darling with a crime having her lose everything but find out about it and goes to tell Jotaro but would he believe her or think she crazy making Josuke her "conservator" (guardian) since Josuke probably lied to her parents (that he is her BF) giving him the okay since they are in America

I don’t really feel confident enough in my ablitiy to write fics (especially based off of requests) yet so I’ll just give some thoughts! 

A yandere Jotaro would not help her, though he wouldn’t harm her either. He’d probably play into her reaching out to him for help and return her to Josuke. I can actually see Jotaro even giving Josuke tips and helping him with his obsession, similar to when he spends a little while showing him how to shoot at a can before hunting the rats in part 4. 

Normal/non-yandere Jotaro would probably try to help her, though it’ll have varying degrees of success depending on the situation. It would probably take proof (that she probably won’t have because of Crazy Diamond) for him to fully believe her, but Jotaro isn’t stupid. He isn’t going to just forget such a claim from reader in that situation, especially since Jotaro probably saw hints of Josuke’s behavior prior to her running to him. Jotaro won’t dive head in and will probably play along with whatever story Josuke spins, but he’s definitely going to do his own research into what actually going on behind the scenes. Though he might just push it to the back-burner depending on the situation. 

[fortune-fool02]

A God’s Love

Heaven Ascended Dio x female reader

Requested by: anonymous

Warnings: angst, yandere

I love this bastard’s damn smirk. Please enjoy.

Out of all the crusaders, she stood out the most to him. Like a drop of red wine on a snow-white cloth, and that was because of the power of her Stand. Where Jotaro’s Star Platinum was a powerful Stand, she stood above him. 

Before he achieved Godhood, Dio would often get reports that his servants were killed yet, many of them involved [Name]. There were eve a good handful that [Name] had defeated on her own. This greatly intrigued him, for a Stand to be as powerful as this meant that her spirit must be beyond anything he encountered before. 

It was such a shame that he was unable to get to her first for she would have made a fine -no, a perfect- warrior for him. One might say she would surpass Vanilla Ice. Regardless of this, Dio wanted the power of her Stand and he would use any and all means to get it. Even if he had to tear it from her soul.

However, his goals changed when he had the opportunity to battle [Name]. When he went against her, when The World and her Stand clashed, Dio felt something spark through him like a firework, sending him flying backwards and into a building. Power. Such raw power coursing through her veins.... it was unlike anything he has ever felt before. Not even Johnathan’s Hamon strike could compare to that. 

He realised something when he felt that power fade, leaving him feel almost hollow: he could not kill her. To kill [Name] and take the Stand as his own would weaken that Stand; it was as powerful as it was because of [Name] and only [Name]. If he took it, it would not be the same Stand. No, like an endangered flower, she had to be protected. And a way to ensure that protection would to have her close at all times, tucked away someone safe and away from any possible danger. 

After all, despite his power, Dio did have enemies aside from the Joestars and their merry band of misfits.

***

Jotaro threw a glance around the area, watching as their opponent vanished in a bright purple glow, leaving no trace of them behind. [Name] smiled lightly, thankful that another enemy was gone and giving them all a moment of peace to find the Corpse Part. 

Mr Joestar appeared beside them from the turtle before Jotaro slid it back into his jacket. “Alright, let’s find that Corpse Part and get outta here. I don’t like it here.” the elder male said and [Name] nodded. Something about this place put her body on edge, unable to relax completely. 

[Name] took one step away from the two Joestars when a bright, purple glow radiated from below here, the same kind of glow that both summoned and removed their enemies. [Name] was unable to call for help before the glow swallowed her whole, transporting her somewhere else. 

[Eye colour] eyes scanned her new surroundings, trying to locate any threats around her to find none at the moment. The ground shifted and swirled like water beneath her feet. Where was she? Was this some kind of alternative universe? 

“My, my, my. Look how much you have grown.” Her eyes widened at the sound of that voice. No. That’s impossible. Turning around sharply, [Name] felt her breath flee her lungs, shock sinking into her body at the sight of the male approaching her. 

Dio. He was alive. How? How was that possible? Jotaro killed him, she saw him do it! No, there was something far different with this Dio standing before her. Power rippled through the air around him, far more twisted than ever. For a spilt moment, [Name] felt the cold hands of fear sink their nails into her. She turned on her heel to run only to almost run straight into him. 

A low chuckle rumbled from his chest at this. “My dear, what’s the rush? You just got here.” [Name] jumped away from him, her Stand materialising beside her. The sight of the Stand making Dio smirk. 

“How are you alive, Dio? We killed you.” [Name] questioned only to get a smirk as an answer, “Tell me!” 

“Feisty. A fire burns brightly within your soul, and thus giving birth to your powerful Stand. A Stand unlike any I have encountered before.” He sauntered over to her. Her Stand lunged forward and The World blocked the attack with ease though he could still feel the power of hers ripple through him, just as powerful and rich as when he was a vampire. [Name] blinked in shock, no one has been able to block an attack from her Stand, not ever Star Platinum could block it completely. 

What was he? 

Dio towered over her, his hand resting upon her [Hair colour] locks, fingers gently playing with her soft locks. She remained still as stone, a deer caught in the headlights or a possum playing dead, it was unsure which it was, possibly both. 

“I was such a fool to believe that you had to die just because you were allies with the Joestars.” he spoke, a strange fondness coating his words that made the hairs on [Name]’s neck stand on end, blood running cold. There was no hostility in his demeanour, no interest in a battle against her, and that scared her more than one would expect.

“To kill you would be to extinguish a beauty in the universe that would never be replenished and I cannot have that.” His hand gently cupped her chin, titling her head to lock eyes with his. Flecks of fear sparkled in her eyes like the stars above their heads and he smiled lightly. “Instead, I believe it would be better to savour that beauty for myself.” 

As he spoke, the ground beneath her feet lit up again, though instead of transporting her somewhere, metal bars shot up around her and connected at the top, sealing her inside with no escape. Her Stand appeared, striking at the cage’s bars only for a sharp pain to shoot up her arm, a pained groan was made as she clutched her hand. 

Dio stood in front of the bars, watching her as she cradled her hand. “Did you really think it was that easy, [Name]? Come on, you are suppose to be the smarter one.” She looked at him, fear now coursing freely through her body as the blood in her veins, he rose a hand and tapped the bars. “A little security placement I made just for you. No harm will come to you if you obey. Anyone who tries to take you from me will share that pain.” 

He took a step closer and the bars shifted, bending out the way to allow him to enter and sealed back up behind him. [Name] crawled away, her back hitting the bars as he smiled at her. There was a twisted enjoyment in his golden eyes as he watched her cower like a frightened mouse. 

“You are mine now, [Name].” his hand rested upon her hair again, making her stand up until their faces were close, “And I will eliminate anyone who dares to try and take you away from me.” 

With that, his lips pressed against hers, his arms wrapping around her to hold her in place. [Name] tried to pull away but was unable to. Panic set in when she felt a darkness spill from his lips into hers, spreading through her body like a virus and travelling straight for her chest. Dio pulled away and watched her fall to her knees then onto her side, curling up on herself as she shook from the twisted power flowing through her veins. 

Leaving the cage the same way he entered, Dio tossed her one final look over his shoulder, bidding her farewell for now and leaving her to the mercy of the magic inside of her. Nothing that will kill her, just a little gift from him so he could ensure that no one would try and take her away if they were, somehow, able to get her out of that cage.