#jonathan joestar x you

[tasteofgummies]

Living with them #1 [PB]

CW: obsession, manipulative behavior

If you're under 16 please dni

Jonathan Joestar

>Ever since you appeared on his dreams for the first time, he knew you were the one for him

>He's the one who has a hardest time adjusting to new technologies

>And don't get me started on meme culture, he'll never get it

>Please don't leave him alone if you have your card information saved, he'll forget it's not his Joestar money anymore and spend your money on trinkets

>He does his absolute best to help you out around the house, even if he's bad at it

>He's sad when he doesn't do a good job, even when you aren't mean about it

>"Oh, I need to sweep the floors" you said, something so innocent, yet he felt so sad:(( he already did that, can't you tell?

>He won't tell you, he'll just sulk around

>When you were just visions, Dio used to bully him about his crush on you

>"Huh, so you really think someone like them would pick you? Don't make me laugh Jojo, you're an idiot" —Said Dio, who also was developing a crush on you

>Thrives off your attention, whether is a brief smile, or a full on conversation, he's thinking about it all day long

>Feels so giddy when you "protect" him and tell Dio he's being too mean to him, finally! Someone who believes him over his brother! Not even his father does that

>But you're different, you truly appreciate him

>He can feel a little homesick, but then thinks it's only a matter of time before he's back, so it's fine

>Wait, it's not fine, that means it's only a matter of time before he has to leave you...

>Let's not think about that!

>Has a good relationship with your cat

>Since they don't have documentation to prove they exist in this, they can't get "real" jobs

>But he offers his clothes and jewelry to you as a mean of payment, you got enough money to buy groceries for a couple months plus two mattresses for them

>He wishes he could sleep next to you, but he would never say it

>So scandalous! You're not even betrothed to one another and he's having these thoughts...

>As a whole, he's a good roomie, doesn't overstep any boundaries, helps around, and doesn't break or steal anything, 8/10

Dio Brando

>When you appeared in visions, he believed you a deity, a saint, a powerful mage, even a demon, reaching out to him

>Definitely not a single [age]-something having a 9 to 5 job and a cat

>Unlike Jonathan, who's oblivious, he knows he wants you

>He can't figure out his feeling quite yet, but he knows you have something he wants for himself, and he can't allow that Joestar to just go and take it from his hands

>He's honestly so dangerous even outside his turf

>Let's all remember that before the stone mask and before The World, what always made Dio powerful was how charming he was

>He watches Phantom Blood behind your back to know exactly what kind of image you would have of him based on the contents

>He was not pleased

>Now he knows you won't be as easily manipulated

>He performs flawlessly around the house, but never asks for your praise

>He wants it, but he wants to appear as the most "down to earth" option, contrary to Jonathan's carelessness

>He's intending to have a "villain redemption arc" and a "roommates to lovers" situation happen, as they call it (yes, he has been researching common romance tropes, not because he likes you, it's just it's easier to have you under control if you're in love with him, that's all -liar-)

>Won't get a job, just no

>Isn't a natural at the new technologies, but it's notably better than Jonathan

>Won't pull a Danny on your cat, but he doesn't love them, they're in a constant silent war

>He was the one who saw you first, that got to feel your presence first, is only fair you would pay attention to him instead of his buffoon of a "brother"

>He will manipulate you by making you think he's slowly warming up to you, acting cold and crass at first, only to then surprise you with small acts of tenderness

>Since he knows he's defeated in his universe, he doesn't want to go back until he has learned a couple things

>Is still deciding whether or not he'll use you to increase his power and leave you, or take you with him to his world, as a living trophy

>in roomie material, a solid 7/10, as a yandere, I wish you luck

[blackswan7x]

— jjba: being intimate with Jonathan Joestar

characters: Jonathan Joestar, gender neutral reader

rating: NSFW. MINORS DNI.

Imagine…

….the warm glow of a fireplace being the only source of light in a dark room.

You’re lying on the plush rug surrounded by soft blankets and pillows.

And Jonathan is on top of you as you make love.

He’s slow and sensual in his movements.

The only sound is the crackle of the fireplace and of both your moans of pleasure.

He’s strong and powerful with his thrusts, but ever aware not to hurt you.

You marvel at how such a gorgeous behemoth of a man can be so gentle and tender.

He whispers sweet nothings into your ear.

He calls you his beloved.

He calls you his angel.

You’ve never felt more wonderful.

Never felt so adored and cherished as when he finally falls apart and moans your name into the night.

[rougepancake]

Just My Type

FT. Jonathan Joestar, Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo, Josuke Higashikata, & Giorno Giovanna

WARNINGS: Sexually explicit content under cut. Minors and ageless blogs dni. Fem!Reader. Stalking, panty stealing, inappropriate use of stands, pervy jojos, masturbation, accurate to their individual timelines. Don Giorno and Cop Josuke. NOT PROOFREAD!!

SUMMARY: Perv headcanons for the JoJo’s up through part five. Might make one for the JoBros-

JONATHAN JOESTAR

Out of all of them, he feels the most guilt

He’s a gentleman, after all

First it starts out with him eyeing your body, taking subtle peeks throughout the day

It then escalates to him brushing against you gently, and it kills him

There’s not much he can do outside of watching you and getting off to you before bed

SPEAKING OF THAT-

He humps his pillow

God he’s so desperate and needy too

Especially when you have no idea. For whatever reason, it makes his heart swell

But he feels so bad about it. What if you ever found out? What would you do? Do you feel the same way about him??

Once saw you riding your horse and was genuinely never the same after that

There was something about how determined you looked, with that wistful look in your eyes that just turned him on

He’s so down bad that he asked Dio for advice

“Get her drunk and convince her to stay. She’s stupid enough anyways.” “Grope her… duh…”

Dio does NOT give two shits about wether not his advice is legal

However, Jonathan follows through with the alcohol one

It’s his only chance to get close to you outside of studying alongside you

And to his surprise, you come over and share some wine with him

Thankfully, you wind up getting tipsy first, which gives him the chance to make his move

“Ah, y/n. It’s not safe for you to travel back to your estate in such a condition. Allow me to provide you with somewhere to spend the night.”

He lets you stay in his bed, and even convinces you to wear his clothes to bed

Snuck into the room while you were asleep and just watched you

Oh how he wanted to touch you, to feel you, but he couldn’t. It felt like he couldn’t do anything about his feelings for you and it bothered him so

Also practically ruined his clothes once he got them back. (Listen man sometimes it’s hard to get cum stains out-)

Dio never lets him hear the end of it and proceeds to give him shitty advice

JOSEPH JOESTAR

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again- this man is a WHORE‼️

He has no shame whatsoever and refuses to keep his feelings for you a secret

In fact, you can barely tell if he’s kidding or not when he hits on you

He steals your clothing

Shirts? Gone. Bras? Never to be seen again. Panties? Oh he’ll steal them, ruin them, and then slip them back into your dresser when he’s over

He loves the idea of getting away with it, and it turns him on to know that you’re just as clueless as ever

Slips pictures of himself into your house, leaving them on the counter to make you think of him

Honestly thinks he’s so smooth (Caesar thinks he’s fucking weird)

Has no problem with smacking your ass out of the blue

Also really likes to pick you up and bury his face in your chest

Has collected various photos of you and gets off to them almost every night

Like it’s just a pic of you smiling and he’s hard as hell

While Jonathan whimpers and begs, Joseph moans and mutters

On the loudness scale he’s about 13/10

He does not give a flying FUCK about who hears him

Talks dirty while he fucks his hand, closing his eyes to picture your beautiful face between his legs, smiling up at him

Yeah he likes to take sneak peeks of you in the bath, so what?!

Does all of this with the mentality of “she’ll be mine eventually, so I’m entitled to a head start-“

JOTARO KUJO

Feels a little guilty about it at first, but never feels that way ever again once he gets ahold of a Polaroid of you in a bikini

Carries that shit around with him EVERYWHERE

He has also collected various photos of you, and has a mini photo album that’s dedicated to pictures of you smiling

Sorry but I think he’s into dacryphilia

Sure he loves to see you happy and enjoying yourself, but he just thinks you look so pretty when you cry

He fucking loves it when you come to him in tears, taking it as his chance to wrap his arm around you and bring you in closer to him

He constantly tells you that you’re annoying, but would smash you in a heartbeat

Enemies to lovers bs but he’s in love with you from the start

He prefers to steal your bras over anything else (he seriously has a thing for tits-) and DOES NOT give them back until they stop smelling like you

He also (occasionally) steals your shirts and replaces them with his own. The idea of you walking around in one of his shirts when it’s too big for you really gets him going

Loves to take you out for drinks and then escort you back home

Even better if you’re a lightweight

It gives him a reason to carry you back to your place and tuck you in bed

Once found your ‘special drawer’ while snooping around and fucking stole your vibrator

Granted, he bought you a much better one and snuck it into your drawer, but you were pissed when you noticed it’s absence

He has, and will continue to, use Star Platinum/The World to stop time and get his hands on you

Even if it’s just for a few seconds, he’ll be thinking about it all day

Oh god and Star Platinum loves you too

Grabs and holds you. 10/10 cuddler, even if Jotaro is incredibly embarrassed

You’ve always just seen it as ‘Jotaro’s lonely side’ and nothing more, so you don’t tell off Star

Star has been known to sneak away from Jotaro just to hang out with you

If you and Joot ever end up sharing a hotel room together for any reason, Star will hump you in your sleep

Now, Jotaro lets out low grunts and moans, but is typically quiet when getting off. STAR PLATINUM???? Fucking whimpers and whines like there’s no tomorrow

This man is hanging on by a thread

JOSUKE HIGASHIKATA

Man

On the guilt scale, he’s second place for sure

Feels HORRIBLE

But is also like his dad with the “yolo” mentality

Steals your shirts and shorts, sleeps in them (even if they’re too small), and refuses to give them back

Like your clothes just keep vanishing and you’re like ???

Has used Crazy Diamond to sneak into your place and has no real intentions of stopping

Has a shit ton of photos of you sleeping hidden away in his room

Really just wants to hear you call him a good boy

When he’s needy, he is NEEDY. Humps his pillow, whimpers, whines, the whole ass package

His hand just isn’t enough for him anymore

Unlike his father, he’s not brave enough to get close to you or touch you. My guy can’t even hug you without turning a bright shade of red

Oh and if you come over to play games with him, he’s a total goner

Absolute mess of a man

Can’t do shit without being embarrassed, so he’s a lot less weird than the others

But by god what he would give to hear you call him a good boy

It’s like his one dream

Rohan once used Heaven’s Door on him to get more dirt on him and has (some) no regrets. Will never let Josuke hear the end of it.

“Ohoho you like y/n? Josuke you good for nothing pervert. Give the woman a break.”

Prays that one day you’ll be in trouble and he’ll be the officer sent out to save you

GIORNO GIOVANNA

He’s one second away from going full blown yandere

You can’t change my mind

He’s got everything he needs at his fingertips, and could easily take you away without having to lift a finger

Openly flirts with you, but treats you with such respect that you can’t tell if he’s just being nice or not

Also spoils you

Buys you anything he’s ever seen you take interest in

Even if you don’t really want it, it WILL show up at your door eventually

Makes sure to sign his gifts to you so you don’t forget who it is that’s spoiling you like this

Kisses your hand and cheeks in a way that he claims is platonic

Loves it when you trust him enough that you can come to him for anything. Gossip? Do tell. Something bothering you? Just let him know and he’ll have it all sorted out in no time

I shit you not he makes you sit on his lap while you tell him about your day

You think it’s because the two of you are such good friends, but he actually just loves the sight of you pressed against him

His voice gets higher pitched when he gets off, and he begs a version of you that doesn’t exist to let him cum, pleading with you over and over

Eventually, he’ll start to feel bad about it, but he’d much rather live in the moment

[ophelian-darling]

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬.

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Jonathan Joestar, Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo, Josuke Higashikata, Giorno Giovanna and Jolyne Cujoh - gn reader.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : There's more than a way to say I love you, yet there are many too ways to say I hate you.

TW : Obsession, delusional thoughts, verbal abuse.

enjoy ♡

𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫:

♡ : Thank you for everything you do for me, JoJo.

It fills him with blessing to know how much his words and actions are something with great meaning in your eyes. Faithful servant when in love- except that everything he does sources from the warmest atoms of his soul and from the deepest corners of his heart. Jonathan fights the world to see you happy, and rests with a smile when he earns the slightest curve of your lips; to him, it's the ultimate gift he can ever receive- your Love.

- You mean nothing to me.

Tears- everything that would wash him with agony strikes at once. the sensation of tearing the flesh of a heart open accompanies your words; deeply cutting and painful, causing all of his insecurities to float : Am I being useless again darling? Am I being a burden? Have you grown tired of me? He can't help it when he sheds these tears: He had lost all of your affection and care. the only source of warmth he had, now doused in the cruelest way possible. 

𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 :

♡ : I like you , you're awesome!

Just imagine it, that ghost of a blush coffined beneath a confident smirk and a glinting wink! Joseph catches a love fever once you state that his presence around you is enjoyable. He feels that he already aimed at the moon by gaining your trust and company- it meant that you were besotted with him in return, regardless of whatever you said about considering him as a mere brother or a dear friend. JoJo sees the colors of your eyes soften as you say so, it is surely, undoubtedly love!

- We're done.

a swift of a cut that it doesn't elicit any pain at first, then it's repeated again, slightly stinging, then it rolls down your tongue, fully sinking in his soul. How could you?! Was the thing in the middle of your chest a hard stone to not see or feel a fraction of his love towards you?! a heavy realization of being used falls on his head like a heavy anvil: the blood in his veins floats just right under his skin, painting anger as red, yet the pale dread underneath can't be helped. Why? He would scream at you, but the reasons were nothing of an importance, you just toyed harshly with his feelings. 

𝐉𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐊𝐮𝐣𝐨 :

♡ : I'm always by your side. 

It ignites a pleasant warmth within his heart and shines through his eyes; it confesses his undying love and loyalty for you, regardless of whatever mean words he utter. No force on earth can banish him from you: From the depths of Inferno to the ends of earth and above in the heavens, He would remain with you forever, his lineaments engraved under your eyelids and in the darkest curtains of your vision. JoJo doesn't show it, but he's on cloud nine to know that you're staying as well- that he finally earned your love. 

- Nobody loves you, not even me.

He's already aware. Half of people fear him, the other hates him, and there were you, probably feeling something negative swirl inside you towards him, now confirming it with each spiteful letter you let out. Couldn't you just shut the fuck up and swallow it instead of saying it out loud? He spits, the words of you reiterating louder and louder in his mind that now he can't unhear. You've just ruined everything for him, he had peacefully thought that everything went well, that your protests and complaints were just a childish fit- but now, it's all so grotesquely real: you truly hated him, and for the first time ever, he has no idea what he should do. 

𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐚 :

♡ : You're cute! I like your hair!

Nobody can stop him, the boy with a heart of diamond and eyes of warm seas! Everything in his eyes glints with beauty; especially you: everything about you is a well crafted detail, say your eyes, your smile or the contours of your face. The subject of his daydreams- they were made of spring rain drops and cotton candy, the enchanting human whom he had a silly intense crush on called him cute! Was there even a better time to be alive? to be praised by someone you adored was the epitome of being coddled beyond any wishes of a young man madly in love!

- Look at you, pathetic and ugly.

Huh?! 

It's all that he can think of as a response. Your words take a slow effect on him; as if he was trying to process it in another different light, in a gentle way that didn't convey the clear in them. At first, He's at sixes and sevens for a few minutes: people who are in love together were supposed to have each other's back, to boost each other's confidence and accept them whatever and whoever they were- so why were you saying this to him now? obviously it wasn't a joke, your voice was too cold to warm the words into a playful comment, he would have accepted them if you were just a tad above expressful, not a doll that just stares back eerily. He should be angry, but it just melts in tears, all of his hidden insecurities emerge into existence, and not even Crazy Diamond is able to fix the shatters of his heart. 

𝐆𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐨 𝐆𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 :

♡ : You mean the world to me.

Galatea to Pygmalion, Juliet to Romeo, Layla to Qays- You to Giorno. Romanticism wasn't something he was versed in, but in a blink of an eye, the world fell into a pink blur, filling everything with such amour a human never had in a little heart. GioGio ponders to himself that you were an Angel, a poor pure plumed creature that tripped and fell into the land of the stained; worth to be kept in a vitrine till the sun burns away. The smile that dances on his lips when he hears your gratitude, the joy he feels when his efforts of shielding you are finally noticed by you equate the flow of sweetness he tasted for the first time he saw you: Love.

- You're a monster. 

The gray flicker in his eyes blends with the greens of his irises; it doesn't reflect on your face that you just hurt him, while having the audacity to brand him as a monster. His patience contained all of your attitudes, he bottled up every evil word you threw at him and continued to offer more than he should for the sake of winning back some or little of your affection, but to no avail. The mayhem under his skin is concealed by force, consuming whatever left of his patience as he makes you toe the line. You're selfish- you always were, yet he can't help his love for you. 

𝐉𝐨𝐥𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐂𝐮𝐣𝐨𝐡 :

♡ : Good Girl! 

Valentine, Friends and dates- High school sweethearts and kisses! Her world is a ridiculously colored picture of a sunny day; her imagination paints a world where she is with you and nothing could ever go wrong. How much would she offer to just touch the tips of your fingers with her hands? nothing less than what she is able to count! JoJo wanders around you in the excitement of a puppy around its master, waiting for a treat or a word of praise for pleasing them. She wants you to say it again, over and over again, to no end! A Good girl was a girl in Love! 

- How annoying you are. 

She had heard someone she loved before say this, but who were they? 

Remorse falls heavily on her like a dark curtain- She'd just ruined the best thing she ever had in life. She blames herself for being too clingy, too needy and too desperate- she carries the shame and burden like weights on her shoulders, staggering as the remains of her confidence seep through the fractures. Your sweet words and praises were brightening her existence; was she to be something if you didn't adore her? The talkative, open and daring Jolyne is now nothing but a silent, gloomy and wounded little girl, asking for a little of love and receiving none no matter how much she gave. 

[married-to-google-translater]

I have an interesting idea. Reader is a friend of Jonathan, Dio tries to attract Reader but Reader rejects him because Jonathan told what Dio has done to him and Erina, which makes Dio surprised to see that Reader didn't fall for his charms but this makes Dio feel more obsessed with reader.

Dio Brando

Jonathan has a friend?

Well, not long if Dio can make a difference.

Dio has a "destroy my adopted brother's relationship" speedrun going on.

And you were going to destroy it.

Okay you were friends with Erina and Jonathan.

And you had heard stories about Dio's "nice" personality.

You didn't think much of it though.

Because Dio didn't show any interest in you.

At first, Dio would focus on destroying Erina and Jonathan's friendship.

Next would be the turn of you and Jonathan's friendship.

Dio tried to approach you with charm and kindness.

But you… weren't really interested.

Dio had never seemed like someone you could get along with.

So you would avoid him.

Dio wouldn't understand that.

This will make him try to hang out with you more.

Dio wouldn't take no for an answer.

Imagine if he tried to kiss you… and you punched him in the face.

Dio really doesn't know how to handle this.

You really can't get rid of him.

Even when he becomes a vampire.

Dio's obsession would still exist.

Maybe he should get a life XD

[regularcitrus]

Part 1: Phantom Blood Bridle

more under the cut!!

more lil tidbits about this part:

- Hamon is one of the few forms of magic that can be learned by any creature

- Dio is supposed to be more gold than yellow but it’s kinda hard to portray that with horse fur :p

- this and part 2 take place quite a bit before Luna’s return, so most of these characters know about only Celestia when it comes to alicorns (Starry is more knowledgeable about Luna’s existence, being an archeology buff and all)

- Dio is racist and considers himself, a unicorn, superior to pegasi and earth ponies. he’s especially spiteful towards his father for keeping them in poverty, since he believes he naturally belongs at the top of society. it’s also a huge blow to his pride to be taken in by pegasus aristocrats and often takes his frustrations out on Starry

- Dio (correctly) recognizes that Hamon users’ abilities evoke that of Celestia’s (both are related to sunlight), which he takes as a personal challenge to his own “royal” status

- his ultimate goal is to take the throne for himself and be ruler (and maybe keep Equestria in eternal night) but barely makes it to the throne room before being defeated (Celly is aware about the situation as it’s happening but i feel weird having canon mlp characters play an active role in here lmao)

Phantom Blood / Battle Tendency / Stardust Crusaders / Diamond is Unbreakable / Golden Wind / Stone Ocean

[ariaofsorrows]

all of these guys are so cool when you don’t have a bitch in your ear telling you they’re shit

[spicyicetea]

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

You were always ours

JJBA various!Yandere x reader

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

prologue/(Chapter 1)/Next part

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Purple thing?”

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

“No way… that was-”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Eliana.”

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

“What, no what if Dio-“

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

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

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

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

[dilfartist]

Jojo’s reaction to Insecure Chubby reader saying “I’m not pretty.”

A/n: I think some of these characters are ooc. Especially Giorno. Anyway enjoy!

Jonathan joestar

You weren’t very confident when it came to your appearance. How could you be when everyone around you teased you for your weight. You didn’t fit London’s beauty standards; people would remind you of this constantly. The last time you confessed to a man, he laughed in your face and insulted your image. It wounded your self-confidence greatly. You’ve stopped trying to find someone to love you: you’re too scared you’ll be bombarded with taunts again. You've given up on love entirely.

Your friends, on the other hand, tried desperately to find you a man. They were already married and felt that you were lonely without a partner. During your weekly hangouts, they mentioned a ball hosted at the Joestar mansion. They suggested you accompany them to the party to find a partner. Though you had no desire to go to the ball, They managed to convince you to come with promises of fun.

They took you out to shops to purchase a dress for the night. They lent you the money needed to buy a gown. Each dress you tried on only seemed to fill you with insecurity. It wasn't the gowns you had chosen, no, they were beautiful. The only imperfection you saw in the mirror was yourself. Looking around, you could hear the giggles and feel judging glances from the other women in the store. Were they laughing at you? Did you look that bad? Nevertheless, your friends managed to persuade you to buy the dress.

The night of the ball, you attempted to keep a low profile by standing In the corner of the ballroom. You dismissed your friends chastising about standing in the corner. You already knew no one wanted to dance with you, so why try? Halfway through the party, you found a comfortable chair near a window and sat down, admiring the Joestar gardens.

Suddenly your attention is caught by the sound of a group of women calling out to someone. They are greeting a man named Jojo. Wait, Jojo? Oh, one of the sons of the man who organized the ball. Jonathan Joestar. You watched as the women surrounded Jonathan, complimenting him and giving him all their attention, making many men angry. Jonathan was very popular among the ladies: you've heard women gushing over him countless times. You understood the hype. Jonathan was not only a very handsome man but a gentleman at heart.

Classical music began to play, interrupting the women. The women around Jonathan attempted to dance with him, but other men whisked them away before they could ask. You turned to appreciate the garden once again. However, you had the abrupt urge to turn to look at Jonathan again. Your eyes widen. Jonathan is looking at you with a smile, one of your friends is beside him pointing at you and whispering. You watch in horror as Jonathan inches closer to you with each stride he takes.

“Excuse me, Milady, would you care for a dance?”

You've lost your voice resulting in you nodding in response. For once, you feel eyes on you because of jealousy. Dancing with Jonathan is an experience, yet you find yourself becoming upset. Jonathan catches the change in your mood, “what's the matter, are you not enjoying yourself?” he asks softly. “No, I'm enjoying myself,” you reply, “It's just, well, I don't want you to force yourself to dance because you pity me.”

Jonathan gives you a look of utter confusion. “Pity? Why would I be pitying you?”

You glanced at the ground, “I'm not...as pretty as the other women attending. They all have slimmer figures than I do. Which is the reason no man had asked me to dance. You must have felt terrible for me.”

“Nonsense, who would fill your head with such lies?! You are one of the most beautiful women I've ever laid eyes on.”

Jonathan’s voice was soft, yet you could still hear the anger in his tone. You felt flustered. Jonathan was genuinely angered by the fact anyone would make you believe you weren't attractive.

You felt flustered. Jonathan was genuinely angered by the fact anyone would make you think you weren't beautiful. After the dance was over, Jonathan took you into the garden where you spent the rest of the party getting to know each other.

Joseph Joestar

Lisa Lisa let both the maids and her students have a day off. With both groups working so hard, Lisa Lisa thought it was only fair to let them have their fun. After all, today’s sun was unbearable. Even with the air conditioning on, you would still have sweat dripping off you like a popsicle melting. Caesar drove Lisa Lisa, Joseph, You, and Suzi Q to the beach for a day of relaxation.

Lisa Lisa found a less crowded spot near the ocean and right where the sun shined brightly. Joseph and Ceasar fought because Joseph thought it was funny to push caesar into the ocean while Caesar flirted with a couple of women. Lisa Lisa tanned, read a magazine, and drank red wine. That left you and Suzi Q.

Suzi Q looked away giggling from the boys fighting, “Even when we have a break, they still have time to fight.” She turned to you then paused, “Something wrong, Y/n?” She followed your eyes to Joseph eyeing a group of women in their bathing suits with a pervy smirk. You quietly mumbled to yourself “I wish Joseph looked at me like that. I don't even think he thinks I'm pretty.” you’ve had a crush on Joseph for a long time, yet you've never really seemed to interest him: well that's what you believed. Today you wore your maid outfit instead of a swimming suit because you hadn't had time to buy one. Suzi Q placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder, “He does, you just never catch him.” you let out a heavy sigh as a reply, “it seems to me, he's only into skinny women.”

Suzi Q desperately wanted to make you feel better. She looked around for anything to up your spirit, there she spotted a clothing shop. She smiled and tapped your shoulder, “Why don't we visit that shop over there, hm? I’m sure Joseph will be checking you out if you buy a swimsuit.” you thought about it for a minute, then looked back at Joseph talking with the girls, “let's do it!”

You excitedly enter the shop with Suzi Q. Immediately, Suzi Q rummages through beautiful racks of expensive swimsuits. She's going on about how pretty you’ll look in all of the swimsuits she picks. Meanwhile, you focused on the feeling of eyes on your back. You notice a group of women looking at you with disgusted faces. You were used to this by now, especially with all women's tv programs telling their viewers that plus-sized/chubby women would never find a husband, unlike skinny women. You made a face back and looked through swimwear with Suzi.

You found the cutest swimsuit/bikini/ burkini/swimwear and went to try it on in the dressing rooms. When you got it on your body, you instantly hated it. You felt so unconfident wearing it. Instead of continuing to shop for more, you bought the one you already chose not wanting to waste any more time on your day off.

When the two of you arrived back at the beach, you hid behind a near bar. You didn't want to be seen by Joseph. You watched from afar as Joseph and Caesar competed in volleyball competition. You take your eyes off them for a minute to order a nonalcoholic drink, you look back up and are confused.

“Let me guess what your thinking! “Wait a minute, where did Joseph go?” well I'm right here.” Joseph grins and flexes his muscles at the end of his sentence.

“Joseph.” you smile, “what are you doing over here?” Joseph smirks, “y’know I could ask the same, y/n. Today is a day when we are supposed to be spending time together. Why don’t you join me in the water before the sun sets?” you Instinctively pull at the towel hiding your body, “I would it's just...I’m not pretty in what I bought.”

Joseph’s smirk drops, “really? I think you’re too hard on yourself. Show me and I'll be the judge.” you reluctantly pull the towel off, presenting your swimwear and body to him. Joseph’s smirk returns. Joseph places a hand on his chin, “I don't understand how you find yourself unattractive, I'm extremely aroused by your looks, babe! I'm surprised you haven't caught me checking you out on other occasions.”

Joseph walked away leaving you stunned. He turned his head towards you before he was out of your vision, “Come on, let's play a game of volleyball! Whoever wins gets to decide where our first date will be.”

Jotaro Kujo

You’ve always had a crush on Jotaro Kujo. Ever since the trip to Egypt and getting to know Jotaro. You would never make it known to Jotaro. You were sure the last thing Jotaro wanted was his friend, who’s a girl, to have a crush on him after dealing with all the women who harassed him. Maybe he just wanted one woman to feel only platonic feelings for him. It had become hard for you during college since Jotaro offered you to stay with him in an apartment off campus.

You hoped by staying as far away from Jotaro as you could, you wouldn't let your feelings slip. To get away from Jotaro, you either went to the library or hung out with friends. On one particular day, you needed to study for an important upcoming test, so you went to the library.

While you studied, you were interrupted by a group of girls loudly whispering. Getting a glimpse of the group, you already knew these girls. They were the ones who followed Jotaro around. You hated them. You rolled your eyes and tried to get back to studying. The moment they mention Jotaro in their conversation, they caught your interest.

“You know what I overheard Jotaro saying?” one of the girls said, turning to the next page of her magazine. The other girls look at her with curiosity. “I heard Jotaro has a type!” the girls around started excitingly asking questions. “Apparently, His type is thin women or that's what I've heard. He isn't attracted to women with plump figures.”

You quietly scoff. You knew Jotaro didn't say that, she probably made it up. However, you couldn't stop the feeling of your growing sadness. Could it be true? Most men did prefer women with a slimmer body, did that include Jotaro as well? You close your library book and went to leave. You were surprised to see Jotaro waiting for you by a bookcase, watching you closely. Jotaro gestures for you to follow him.

You follow Jotaro out of the Library doors and into his car. “Why’d you come to the library?” you asked fastening your seatbelt. Jotaro starts his car by twisting the keys into the ignition, “I was picking up some take out for dinner and decided to pick you up as well. I don't want you walking home when it starts getting dark.” you thank him and the car ride home was silent.

For the ongoing days, you’d been gloomy. The thoughts of Jotaro simply not loving you because of your looks hurt you.

It was nighttime, and as usual, you were studying with the occasional breaks. This was your last break before finishing reviewing completely. You left your room and chose to unwind on the balcony for some fresh air.

You open the glass door that leads to the balcony, then walk over to the handrail. The atmosphere surrounding you is warm. It isn't too cold but it‘s not hot either. You enjoy the night sky filled with millions of shining stars and one full moon. The scenery is lovely. “Thought I'd find you out here.” a deep voice mumbles. Jotaro stands next to you, leaning against the handrail. The two of you stare at the sky, not saying a word. The silence is interrupted by Jotaro, “What's on your mind? You are not yourself.” the words are spoken in a gruff tone; many people would assume he was annoyed but being beside Jotaro for so long you knew this was his way of voicing his worry.

You realized if you dismissed his concerns it would lead you nowhere, so you needed to tell him or he wouldn't leave it alone. You sigh, pondering on ways to tell him how you felt. “You’ll think it's silly.” Jotaro turns to face you, his eyes scanning your expression, “I won't. Tell me.”

You figure you might as well tell him about everything you've kept hidden. If he's asking now and given you the perfect opportunity. You nervously start to talk, “Well, I've liked you for a long time Jotaro. I haven't told you because you might just want me to be a friend to you and I'm too scared of rejection. I’m not pretty because of my body and I don't think I have anything to offer to you. I thought if I just stayed away from you, hid my how I truly felt, my feelings would fade away fast. They haven't.” you couldn't look Jotaro in the eyes, looking anywhere else, afraid of his reaction.

A silence followed after your confession. You bit your lip cursing yourself, regretting your decision quickly.

“Y/n, look at me.” Jotaro softly spoke, convincing you to do as he instructed. Jotaro’s expression is soft and accompanied by a warm, rare smile. “Don't think that about yourself...” he pauses. He isn't a man of words, but he knew you needed solace. He just didn't know what he could say. “You look good to me, and that's all that matters because I...like you as well.”

That went better than you expected.

Josuke Higashikata

Today was Valentine’s day or more known as White day. A day when individuals either celebrated their love for their partner/s or confessed their feelings. You weren't too exhilarated about the day. Usually, on Valentine’s, you would observe as other girls have boys confess their love to them and give them gifts as an appreciation for what they received on Valentine's Day. You never really had the experience. You participated a couple of times, however, the boys never gave you anything in return, or they’d unhappily looked at you. You never really understood why boys didn't like you. You blamed it on many of your qualities, but you greatly inculpated your physique. You acknowledged the fact boys usually went for the skinny girls; It made you loathe your semblance.

As usual, you walked by a crowd of couples while dismissing the heartache you felt. It was the end of the school day, so you went to place your school shoes in your locker. You reached your locker, put in the lock code, then swung open the locker door. To your stupefaction, there was a pink note inside. Your heartbeat begins to increase. You slowly reach into the locker and pull out the pink piece of paper.

𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜. 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 ❤︎︎

Your cheeks flush. Was this real?! On cue, the bell rang to release all of the students in the building. You jump slightly. Curious about the person behind the note and the opportunity of hopefully finding a boyfriend, you left to the back of the building. With each step that made you closer to your destination, your mind raced with thoughts of who your admire could be. A goofy smile was plastered on your face when you arrived at the spot.

You examined the sight surrounding you. You stood where many dumped the school trash. The horrendous smell of trash was covered by the fragrance from the cherry trees encircling the area, making it tolerable to stand and wait. It wasn't the most romantic place, but you could care less. You waited a couple of minutes until you heard someone from behind you awkwardly clear their throat.

Behind you stood Josuke Higashikata, the most popular boy in your school. Seeing Josuke, you instantly apologized, “Oh, I'm sorry, Higashikata. I was told to meet someone here. If you want, I can move out of your way if you’re meeting someone too.” Josuke’s lips formed into a nervous smile, his cheeks flushing, one of his hands rubbing the back of his neck, “Well, here I am.”

Josuke Higashikata, the boy who can have any girl he wants, the most handsome boy in the school, the hot delinquent that will beat the shit out of anyone who dares to mock his hairdo, the boy with a heart of gold, the boy you’ve been crushing on for a year; is the one who asked you to meet him at the back of the school. You can't even express your joy. Your cheeks are hot, your knees are wobbly, your heart is pounding in your chest, and you feel butterflies in your stomach. Josuke Higashkata likes you!?

Josuke bites his lip. You’re just blankly staring at him. Did you not like him? Were you unimpressed that he was the one who showed up? Were all those hours of practicing in the mirror, for this moment and what leads after, for nothing? Josuke nervously fumbles with something in his pocket, “I brought you something.” he places a baggie in the palm of your hands. You open the baggie taking out many lollipops: all are your favorite flavor. “Thanks...” you reply shyly. Josuke smiles, finally a positive response! “Do you know what the lollipops mean?”

Oh, right! There are different meanings to the candies given. You've forgotten which candies mean which.

You smile sheepishly, “I'm sorry, I've forgotten.” Josuke gives a reassuring smile, “that's alright! You’re a foreigner after all. Marshmallows mean I dislike you, Cookies mean let's Remain friends, and Hard candies mean I like you.”

“You like me?” you blurt out in astonishment. It was obvious from the start but hearing the words leaving Josuke’s lips was eye-opening.

“I mean, yeah! I've actually liked you for a long time and- why are you crying? Are you okay?”

You didn't notice the tears falling down your cheeks till Josuke pointed it out. You continue to cry, hiding your face with your hands in embarrassment. Josuke started to apologize for making you cry, confused about what he did to cause this to occur. “It's not your fault Josuke.” you sniffle, wiping away your remaining tears. “I'm not used to anyone liking me. Let alone someone I've also liked for a long time. I’m not very pretty because of my weight-.”

Josuke cut you off before you could add on to your sentence, “Not pretty? What are you talking about? You're gorgeous! Plus, I'm more of a fan of chubby girls than skinny girls. If you ask me, you look cute!”

Josuke finds a napkin in one of his pockets, “here, use this. I keep a napkin for Okuyasu since he cries a lot. I swear he gets snot everywhere.” you both giggle.

In the end, you and Josuke go on a date. The date was perfect, you loved every second of it. On the way back to your home, Josuke and you planned the next date. Hopefully, you’d eventually become a couple. (spoiler: you do!)

Giorno Giovanna

The house phone rings, echoing throughout your home. You sigh; you had just sat down and now the phone rings. You lazily arise from the couch leisurely walking to the kitchen. You pick the phone up, placing it to your ear, “Hello?” you answer in an annoyed tone. The person on the other side of the line speaks almost immediately, “Hello, Y/n. I hope I'm not disturbing you.” Your attitude vanishes, replaced by a small smile. “No, not at all Giorno! I'm always happy to speak with you. It’s just that today hasn't been the best for me.”

“I’m sorry to hear. I was going to invite you over for dinner but it seems like you’d like to be left alone.” Dinner? With Giorno? “No, I’d love to come over! I don't think there is anything in my fridge anyway.” you open your fridge, confirming your suspicion. “Great! I’ll send a trusted friend to pick you up.” You can sense a smile on his face implied by the way he spoke.

Knowing Giorno he’d bring you to one of the fanciest restaurants in Italy. You searched through your closet for anything fancy for you to wear. During your hunt, you caught sight of a golden box In the back. You drag the box out and place it on your lap. Oh yeah, this was the box you found on your doorstep a couple of days ago. You had been too tired to open the box and stuffed it in the closet. Inside the box was a (dress/suit) in your favorite color; you recognized it from a window display you may have stared at for too long. You excitedly dressed till you were happy with your look.

After getting ready for the night, you step outside your home only to be greeted by the sight of an expensive limo in front of your house. The limousine’s front window rolls down and out pops a tan man dressed in a chauffeur outfit. “Yo, are you y/n?” you nod, “I'm Mista, m ‘here to pick ya up.” Mista exits the vehicle and opens the back door for you. You thank him and enter. During the drive to the restaurant, Mista made you comfortable enough to engage in small talk. The car ride wasn't awkward as you thought it would be. You couldn't stop laughing on the way to the restaurant because of Mista.

Mista pulls up to the entrance, bidding you goodbye with the tip of his hat. The car door next to you opens suddenly. “I’m so glad you could join me, y/n.” Giorno greets with a kind smile. Giorno is wearing a snow-white suit with golden ladybug pins, his hair is down instead of being braided as usual. He looked very handsome.

Giorno grabs your hand and leads you to the back of the restaurant. You were confused, why weren't you and Giorno sitting with the rest of the restaurant? “I pulled a few strings which earned us a private table.” Giorno must have caught onto your confusion with such a fast reply.

The scene in front of you was lovely. A small circle table, dressed with a red tablecloth, a candle burns in the center creating a candlelight dinner. Four candles surround the table adding light to the darkness. The smell of the briny ocean is delightful; you could never get tired of it. “I didn't know you were taking me on a date, Giorno. I thought we were going out to catch up.” you teased.

Giorno pulls out your chair like a gentleman, “We could always turn this into a date if that's what you’d like.” You feel a blush creeping onto your cheeks. Giorno was never one to flirt, so what changed? “I wouldn't mind going on a date with you, Giorno. I’m sure you've had enough experience with other girls to make a date perfect.” It had officially become a date.

The date was near its end. You and Giorno were finishing up the night talking about each other's feelings. Who liked who first, what made you realize your feelings, thoughts on each other, etc.

“I’m surprised you actually like me, Giorno. I'm not used to anyone liking me,” you say twirling pasta onto your fork and then taking a bite. Giorno raises a brow, “what makes you think I'm the only one to have a crush on you?” You didn't see the need to lie to Giorno, so you told him the truth, “I, and many others, don't consider myself pretty. They only care for my looks, you on the other hand like me for my personality.”

Giorno’s natural expression turns into one of sympathy. Giorno reaches for your hand and stares deep into your eyes, “You’re beautiful in every way. You are attractive, trust me, I wouldn't lie to you.”

(I don't know how to end this one. The end.)

Jolyne Kujo

You’ve been Jolyne’s cellmate for a total of eight months. The both of you are close friends, even if you had a rough start. In the beginning, Jolyne was rude to you. You understood her reason for acting such a way; this was a prison. The majority of women here were not to be trusted. Since you were new, you were a target. A group of prisoners ganged up on you, harassing you for money. When you explained to them you had no money on you, they became violent. Before they could land a punch on you, Jolyne came to your rescue. She beat the group bloody till she was satisfied. Jolyne started to teach you what you needed to know In prison, commencing a friendship.

Right about now it's lights out. You’re bored in bed. You want to ask Jolyne if she's awake but you don't want to disturb her. You figure you might as well go to sleep- “Y/n, you up?” a familiar voice whispers. Nevermind. “Yeah,” you reply in a whisper as well. “Do you mind if I complain to you? You’re the only one I really trust to talk with.” You felt pride in the fact she trusted you. You climb out of bed and up the bunk bed ladder. “Sure, I don't mind.” Jolyne shifts to a sitting position creating more room for you.

She starts to vent about her father, and how he was never there for her growing up. Then the conversation changes. She speaks of the growing stress she feels building up every day. You listen until she's done with her rant. She appears happier getting her feelings off her chest. She smiles at you, “thanks for listening, Y/n. Before we go to bed or whatever, I have a question.” “what is it?” “What's on your mind? I know something is wrong.”

What's on your mind?

Recently you've felt insecure about your semblance. You overheard a couple of other inmates speaking about you. It wasn't hard to tell they spoke of you. They described every feature of you while spewing insults. If you thought them making fun of your features was hurtful, you wouldn't want to hear them speaking of your body.

You look down at you'd nails. A sigh escapes your lips, “It’s nothing Jolyne.” Jolyne frowns, “Y/n, you obviously have something important on your mind. Go ahead and tell me.”

You couldn't deny Jolyne with those puppy eyes she gave. “I overheard some girls making fun of my weight. I already know I'm not pretty, they didn't need to rudely remind me.”

Jolyne comes closer to you, “don’t say that! You’re hot as hell y/n! Those girls are just assholes.“

Your face heats up, “You’re too sweet, Jolyne.” you grin. “What I'm serious!” she pouts. “Matter of fact, why don't you describe them so I can have a chat with them.

[bygiornogiovanna]

Yandere! Jojo's (Part 1-6) x GN!Reader (Headcanons)

What will be our beloved yanderes reactions to their darling playing with their hair for the first time?

this is not proofread!!

(🔝 y/n with jojo's xd)

Jonathan

When it happend, you two were lying on the couch, his head prompt besides your thighs while you were watching a movie. You were playing with your hands anxiously for two reasons: One, the movie, two, the man laying next to you;

Subconsciously, your hand went in his hair, softly patting it. At first, it was only that, but it soon turned into you playing with his hair, loving how soft it felt;

Jonathan's eyes would widen, but he wouldn't say a thing. He scooted closer to you, a small smile on his face. Your soft hands in his hair felt heavenly;

He would definetly blush, just saying;

Even though, he couldn't help but wonder what did that mean? Were you finally accepting him?! He was in cloud nine at the thought;

Would not make a single comment, afraid you were going to retreat your hands from his hair. It would be a shame if he didn't cherish these moments;

He would want to lay his head on your thighs but he was afraid of making you uncomfortable so he stayed right there;

"I like when you play with my hair, Y/N. You should do it more often. Only if you want, of course."

Joseph

You two were laying on the grass in a park after you begged him to go on a picnic. Joseph didn't like the idea of taking you outside, but he finally agreed after some time. His head was laying on your stomach, both of you looking at the cloudless sky;

Even if you couldn't stand his annoying personality, you were starting to get a little more comfortable around Joseph. As he was telling you some random story that happend a week ago, you started playing with his hair;

Startled at the unexpected touch, he cocked a brow and got up from your stomach. He tilted his head;

"Huh, is there something wrong?" You asked, confused as why he sat up so suddenly. "What are you trying to do, hm?! Are you, perhaps, trying to kill me?"

Was he out of his mind?! You iust gave him what you thought he longed for since he kidnapped you and he was giving you that question?!

"No? I'm just playing with your hair?" You said, confused at his random question. "Nah, you really are trying to kill me! You think my heart can take that sweet face of yours AND your soft hands in my hair?!"

Was he serious?

Absolutely. You were his weakness.

You giggled at his awful joke, and pushed his head back on your stomach, continuing your previous activity:

"Come on, you loved my joke."

Jotaro

You two were on your shared bed, you were being sat and he was laying down beside you, telling you something about his job. While listening to him, your hand subconsciously went into his black locks;

Since Jotaro isn't the affectionate type and you never showed him affection except when he forced it out of you, he would be surprised. A small blush would creep on his face and he would hide it by putting his arm on it;

A small giggle would leave your lips when you saw he shyed away, unusual for him;

"Yare yare daze"

He would probably stop time just for you to not see how hard he blushed;

100% the type to play it cool and act unbothered when you smile sheepishly at him, not daring to tease him;

After you played once with his hair, he would want to do it every time he was laying next to you or when you were cuddling. And he would not accept anything instead you playing with his hair;

"Yare yare, why did you stop?"

Josuke

You and Josuke were on one of the school's benches. He didn't keep you isolated since you still had school, but you lived with him. Anyway, he was laying on your thighs as you two were chilling during a break. You didn't have anyone besides him, Koichi and Okuyasu since Josuke tended to become jealous over anyone who talked to you;

He was playing with one of your hands, smiling at you and you couldn't help but look back at him. You always liked his hair, especially after finding out the story behind it;

"Can I touch your hair?" You suddenly ask since you were too scared to touch his hair, knowing how aggressive he got;

Raising a brow, he just blinked at you. You? Wanting to touch his hair? Just randomly?

"Yeah, just be careful with it." Was his response. As soon as you got his approval, you started playing with his soft locks. You knew how much time and effort he puts in his hair so you were extra careful;

Josuke blushed as he never felt your hands in his hair before. He blinked at you again but didn't complain. Who cares if you ruined his hair? He was getting attention from you! Without forcing you to!

He was beyond sad when the bell rang, signaling you two had to go back to classes;

"Please play with my hair more, I like it."

Giorno

Giorno and you were sitting on the swing in your backyard, everything between you as quiet as usual. You knew that he wanted you to initiate something between you since he didn't want to make you uncomfortable;

His hair was down from its usual style, making you curious. Maybe he was lazy to do it today. You didn't know why, but you felt the urge to braid his hair. It was long and pretty and it also seemed really soft from where you sat;

"Uhm...Giorno, can I...braid your hair?"

The question shocked him, not expecting you to actually want to initiate something between you two;

"Yeah, sure.."

Did this mean you were starting to accept him? Even return his feelings? Nah, that was too far;

"Can you come closer please?"

With another small nod, he got closer to you and turned his back so you could do your thing. A smile appeared on his face the moment he heared a gasp leaving your mouth when you felt how soft his hair was;

"You look so cute like this! You should wear this when you leave!"

If you were being happy, it didn't matter his friends would laugh at him. You were happy, so was he. Giorno would endure anything for you to return his feelings. Even if it meant all the teasing in this world.

Jolyne

You would be lying if you said you weren't jealous of your...what should you call her? Girlfriend? Kidnapper? Girl that's obsessed with you? Let's go with girlfriend.

She was cool and good-looking, but what you were most jealous of was her hair. The green and blonde really suited her. You always wanted to touch it, but you didn't want her to think you liked her back or something;

Until one day, when she had her hair undone, laying on your bed only in a nightgown. You couldn't help but blush when she signaled you to come beside her so you two could cuddle;

She immediately buried her face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent.

"Can you play with my hair, darling?"

Say less.

You blushed again at her request. Even if you didn't want to, you had to since she would throw a whole temper tantrum if you didn't;

Your hands softly began brushing through her incredibly soft locks. You were surprised it was still this soft after so much bleaching and coloring;

She smiled in your chest, leaving soft kisses against your neck. Maybe Jolyne wasn't that bad;

"I love how your fingers feel in my hair, darling."

i hope you liked this. leave me any requests, if you want <3

[nicherayyy]

Yandere Dio x Fem!Reader Phantom Of The Opera AU oneshot

bc I re-watched this musical again.

A/N: sorry for this being so short, I'm just feelin' lazy

Even if you debuted not so long ago, you could definitely be called an England's treasure. Not every century has creatures with such a wonderful voice.

That's why everything has to be perfect today. Not only are you performing in the country's main opera house today, but your fiancee Jonathan will finally be able to attend a performance.

Even if you were sure of tonight's success, you still continued to nervously twirl in front of the mirror in your dressing room. Your snow-white dress made you look like an angel but still, something was missing. Some detail with which you can make yourself look even better. It's your blessing and your curse, always trying to look at your best.

Finally, moving away from the mirror, you began to look around the dressing room. As an opera singer, you had a huge amount of jewellery. Flower crowns, necklaces, earrings, you name it.

Looking through all your drawers, you became even more frustrated. Nothing matched your look so far.

"Looking for something?", you suddenly heard behind you. You covered your mouth to keep from screaming out of surprise and turned to see the intruder. Whoever it was, you weren't in the mood for a conversation.

It was a strange man. Quite nicely dressed, actually. A well-ironed suit and a black coat only added to his elegance. The only thing that seemed weird was the mask that covered half of his face.

Neither of you spoke for a few seconds, staring into each other's souls. Everything got to the point that this pause began to seem rather uncomfortable. The stranger seemed to be waiting for you to start the conversation.

"How did you get here, sir?", you awkwardly stepped back facing him.

"My, you seemed frightened, my angel", he, as if not hearing your question, began to approach you. The tension in the room began to grow, and the air became too suffocating. Without understanding why, you urgently wanted to leave the room. As far away as you can from him.

You didn't even notice how your back was against the wall, but the man still continued to close the distance between you. He seemed to enjoy your fear.

"If you come closer I'll scream", you threatened, your voice now pitched and pathetic. It was harder and harder to keep eye contact with him.

"Oh, my little angel is trying to look scary, how cute", he smirked. The distance between you is now gone. You were already preparing for the worst when you saw him reaching into his coat pocket.

You were already preparing for the worst when you saw him reaching into his coat pocket. You tried not to think about what would happen now, until suddenly you felt something in your hair.

A red rose.

You looked at the stranger with undisguised surprise. What was he doing?

"You'd better hurry, you don't want to miss out on the stage, do you?", he cupped your cheek, looking at you adoringly.

You were about to answer when he let go of you.

Without waiting any further you immediately headed for the dressing room exit. You urgently need to calm down, you can't go on stage tense, you need to-

"Until we meet again, darling", you heard him musing behind you. Who is he anyway? And how dare he invade your space like that? Oh how you hoped you won't meet this man again.

[tasteofgummies]

Welcome to the apartment, I guess? [Phantom Blood edition]

Fem!reader x Jonathan Joestar, fem!reader x Dio Brando

"Wait- but you're not real..."

"I know this is less than ideal, and just- how terribly rude of me to just enter here like this, I apologize for-" Jonathan kept talking, but you didn't listen, you were trying to find logic in this situation, and when you did, you started laughing

"Of course, this is another dream!" You kept laughing, and ignoring the panicked man who frantically apologized for everything, you were just experiencing another symptom of your chronic jjba brainrot.

"Uhm, I can assure you this is not a dream, this is real, and I understand how dreadfully confused you must be, but-" Jonathan was interrupted by an annoyed voice

"It's gone! There's no trace of the key anywhere" You saw Dio pick through the door, this dream is getting really exciting, however you didn't have much energy to continue it, and you had work tomorrow

"How about we talk about this— you yawn— in the morning?"

"The morning?? What are you taking about, you-" Dio yelled

"Dio! As much as we'd like to get answers, we are guests here, we shouldn't abuse" Jonathan rested him hand in Dio's shoulder, only for Dio to remove it, still annoyed

"I'll have my word with her first thing in the morning" Dio scoffed

Both looked over to the bed, only to find you snuggled up against the pillows and fast asleep. They looked at each other, defeated.

You heard your alarm, and started stretching to get up and start your day, you had yet another dream about Jonathan and Dio, not that it was rare nowadays. This time they showed up in your house, how crazy. You got up the bed and opened your bedroom door. Weird, your cat wasn't here, and you could hear plates, it was probably the apartment next door.

The smell of beans, eggs and bacon was strong, and you got to the kitchen you realized yesterday wasn't a dream at all.

You felt a headache coming, shocked, you lost balance and fell, Jonathan ran and catched you, you were breathing heavily, and clinged to him for stability. After a few minutes later you recovered, only to see Jonathan's face, and feel the heat in your cheeks almost make you want to faint again.

"Cut it! We have important things to talk about" Dio yelled

You sat down at the table and eat just a bit of the (burned) food Jonathan prepared

"I will start" Dio cleared his throat, then continued "A couple weeks ago, I had been reading about magic and different realities, I was always skeptical. Then, you started appearing in mirrors around the mansion, and making us feel stalked. Then my foolish companion here, Jonathan, picked up the book and started dreaming about you, and about a key. We were, ahem, having a disagreement about something when this key fell from the walls, and we found ourselves here. I must be honest, and say I expected an enemy, a powerful master of the magical arts, and alas, I find someone who gets as pale as a ghost and faints at the mere sight of the people she has been looking for" Dio was crass, insensitive

"I wasn't looking for anyone! You literally appeared on my apartment out of nowhere" you feign ignorance to the absolute obsession you had (but they weren't real! It's not weird if it's a fictional character that won't ever find out) and try to act like Dio's words didn't bruise your ego, not like you ever imagined him acting any different

"It is imperative that we find a way to return to our world at once" Dio said

"Not like we would ever be ungrateful of your presence, I'm thrilled to get to meet you" Jonathan smiled kindly

"Then welcome to the apartment, I guess?" You had such mixed feeling about this

[blackswan7x]

— jjba: reacting to chubby insecure reader

characters: Jonathan Joestar, Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo (part 3), Josuke Higashikata, Female Reader

rating: sfw, mild suggestive talk (Joseph)

Jonathan Joestar

Honestly, Jonathan only sees you as a vision of pure beauty

“How can you ever speak so poorly of yourself when you look like a goddess of antiquity?”

Brings books of art from the library just to show you the paintings and sculptures of women through the ages

“You see, my love, artists for centuries have known your figure is truly the most divine work of all creation.”

Will silence you with a finger to your lips if you protest

Then he will take your hand into his, gazing lovingly at you.

“Our youth is fleeting. All I care for is that your body is willing to grow old with mine. For one day, my physique will fade with age and I will no longer be as strong as I am now. And will you love me then?”

Of course. You will love him no matter what.

“Then why do you refuse to see that I feel the same for you?”

He kisses you.

“Now, let us retire to our bedroom.”

And he sweeps you off your feet and carries you bridal style across the threshold to his bedroom

And as he is a gentlemen it is best not to say what you two did next

Joseph Joestar

Our bodies are so different…Just look at how I am compared to you.

Joseph is confused to say the least.

“Huh? What’s wrong with your body and what does that have to do with mine?”

Wouldn’t he prefer someone fit like him?

Isn’t he embarrassed to be seen with you in public?

Joseph laughs

“Awww, babe. Are you feeling insecure?”

Not helping

“Because you don’t have to be.”

Go on…

“I think you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on”

Okay, now you are blushing

“And you know how much I love having your thick thighs wrapped around me when we’re making sweet love~”

Joseph!

“What? You never complain when I’m doing it. And you’re so much fun to cuddle afterwards.”

Immediately pulls you into his arms and snuggles against your chest

“I also wanted you because you were the only person who almost had tits as big as mine.”

JOSEPH!!!

Jotaro Kujo

You never kiss me in public and rarely hold my hand…

Are you…

Are you embarrassed of me?

“Good grief”

Jotaro…

“Do you think I’m that shallow that I’d care what other people think of you? Of us?”

His voice is harsh.

You look away, feeling foolish.

He notices immediately and his gaze softens, the small spark of irritation fading.

He reaches out for you and pulls you close to him and kisses the top of your head.

Keeping you there he whispers

“Look, I’m sorry…I’m not embarrassed of you. I adore you and your body. You’re gorgeous to me.”

“I’m just a private person. Our relationship is something special and intimate to me. I dont need to display my affection for you to the world.”

You nod, still frowning.

“But it seems I’ve neglected you by only focusing on my own comfort. I’m sorry. This should be a partnership.”

He takes your hand

“I’ll hold your hand in public and won’t mind a quick kiss. It might take me some time to not….blush. But I’ll be fine.”

You squeeze his hand reassuringly

Thank you, Jotaro. Thank you for understanding and listening to me.

“I love you, Y/N. I hope you never forget that.”

Josuke Higashikata

You’re so much more attractive then me. Don’t you want someone fit and pretty?

“WHAT?!”

“Come again?????”

“Are you feeling okay, babe?”

“Do you not see the way I worship every single curve of your body?”

“I’m practically salivating every time your jeans are too tight!”

“And that cute little tummy of yours!!!”

“I can’t keep my hands off you!”

“Do I need to do more PDA?! Cause I will!!”

“OR I’ll climb on the roof at school and shout that I’m dating the hottest person in all of Morioh!!”

Josuke! Stop you’re making me blush!!!

He attacks you with kisses and tickles.

[jojomodius]

JJBA x Reader Headcanons! ♡ 💫

Pairings ♡ Jonathan x Reader , Young!Joseph x Reader , & (Part 4) Jotaro x Reader.

Warnings: GN reader, Mentions of Danny’s passing

Jonathan Joestar

Jonathan is obviously a very gentle, kind-hearted, & loving man. He would do anything for you, even if it put his life at some form of risk.

However, He understands not to put others at grief, so he tries not to get into too many fights for you.

Often at times, you will end up trying to calm JoJo down if someone says something nasty about you.

It will definitely end in a lot of cuddles, kissing, and him sweet-talking you.

Before Danny passed away, you and JoJo definitely treated him like you two’s child.

You two would often do research about dogs in the library, seeing what kinds of food you could give Danny, and how to care for him best.

When DIO arrived, you tried your best to stay away from him at all times. Jonathan knew you wouldn’t cheat on him, especially with DIO, however he wouldn’t think twice about teaching him a lesson if he ever put his hands on you.

Young! Joseph Joestar

This man is SO goofy. You’ve never met someone like him before. He’s silly, charming, yet sweet & protective.

Like he does with his Granny Erina, and like his Grandpa Jonathan would, he doesn’t let anyone talk dirty about you, let alone lay their hands on you.

Even if they’re just touching your shoulder, this man gets very jealous.

He’ll swiftly walk over to you, putting his arm around you and ‘dusting’ the other persons hand off of you, before loudly talking about how in love you two are.

He definitely buys lots of gifts for you, mostly ones with his name on it. To JoJo earrings, bracelets, rings, maybe even one of those name Cola bottles.

When you guys are sleeping together in the same bed at night, he LOVES putting his cold feet on your warm skin.

It makes you jump, but it makes him laugh, so you let him keep doing it.

Joseph loves to tease. A LOT. You can never stop him from teasing you, even in serious moments.

If you two ever got into a fight, it would probably end in him teasing you to forgive him.

Jotaro Kujo

Jotaro is obviously very calm & collected, yet sweet & smooth.

He is very silent with his love, however he’ll show small lovey gestures such as getting you gifts, remembering you two’s anniversary, & always cuddling.

Wether he’s working at home, on the phone, or just at his desk, he loves to cuddle. He’ll never say it, but you can always tell by his softly smile that sneaks onto his face when you’re there.

At the times you flirt with him, give him gifts, or do anything romantic, his stand is going crazy. Smiling, jumping around, he’s just so happy.

He takes this to his advantage if you aren’t a stand user. Meanwhile, you always wonder how he never fails to show zero emotion.

In public, he’s not too obsessed with showing others that you two are in a relationship. Considering he’s basically a chic-magnet, even wrapping his arm around your shoulder would cause a lot of conflict.

However, he doesn’t mind swiftly grabbing your hand and putting it behind his back, you two’s warm hands never letting go.

[rougepancake]

Spill the Wine

Dio Brando x F!Reader

Yes, the title is a song reference, but the song has nothing to do with the plot LOL- Also not proofread because we die like real men here.

Warnings: Drunk sex, degradation, Dio being mean, semi public sex (you’re in the library and there are people over), face fucking, oral (m!receiving), slight fingering, Dio has a god complex (shocker), You actually get caught by Jonathan but not like caught caught. Mdni. I will block you.

Summary: You’re a good friend of Joseph and Erina, having known both of them since you were children. However, you’re adults now, and Joseph and his adopted brother just graduated college. Celebration is in order!

“Erina I’m serious!” You scoff and sit beside her on the picnic blanket, taking her hands into your own and looking her in the eyes seriously. “Joseph misses you very much! You can’t let that fool Dio stand in your way!”

“Well… I miss JoJo too… but I’m still afraid…” Erina trails off, frowning slightly. “What if Dio tries to do something again?”

“Oh please, he won’t do it again. It’s been years since then!” You roll your eyes and place a comforting hand on her cheek. “As a fellow woman, I won’t allow him to hurt you again. And as your friend, if he does such a thing he’ll be condemned to death by my shoes!” You laugh and lift up one of your legs, your dress riding up your calf as you wave your foot in the air.

“So.” You put your leg down and look her in the eyes. “Are you going to that party that JoJo is hosting at his estate, or are you not brave enough?”

Erina frowns and breaks eye contact with you.

“Y/n… you know I can’t…”

“But he still loves you, Erina! It’s been years and he still loves you!” You raise your voice slightly and pout. “Oh whatever, I’ll be going now, thank you for your time Erina.” You hop up off the ground and wave at her.

“Y/n please don’t-“

“It’s okay, I understand. But I’m going regardless. He is my friend and that stupid Dio is an acquaintance of mine, so I’m going. It’s a huge milestone in their lives and I’m going to celebrate with them.” You spun around and began to walk away, your dress swishing behind you. “Good day.”

“Y-Y/n!”

You sat on your bed, staring at the ceiling aimlessly as you waited for eight pm to roll around. You knew there were going to be a good number of people there, so you figured you’d socialize for a bit and then disappear to the library.

But that would be too easy, wouldn’t it?

Around seven, you began to get ready, putting on some decent earrings and bright red lipstick before hopping in the carriage your father had prepared for you.

Once you arrived, Jonathan greeted you with a smile, pulling you in for a warm hug. His father did the same, saying something along the lines of how you were like a daughter to him.

All things considered, the party was quite tame. There were people everywhere, surrounding Jonathan and Dio as they congratulated the boys on their successes. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes and head towards the library. If they wanted to talk to you, they would.

It was always like this.

Ever since you had known Jonathan, you had seemed to shy away from people. He attracted attention, and attention you avoided like the plague. He understood, however, and was willing to comfort you in your anxiety when necessary.

But he didn’t find you in your drunken and anxious state. He wasn’t the one that came into the library and talked you out of it, helping you sober up enough to face the crowd so you could go home. He wasn’t the one that walked through the doors of the library and called your name lazily, looking for you.

It was Dio that found you curled up in a ball towards the back of the library. And it was Dio who took care of you.

“My my, you look like a mess.” He walked over to you and sat down beside you, eyeing the bottle of wine that was resting at your side.

“Shut up…” You took a deep breath and held it. Not even the alcohol was able to calm you down. “The… people…”

“Ah yes, there are a lot of people here tonight, no?” Dio leaned over and grabbed the bottle of wine, hiding it from you with a chuckle.

You and Dio weren’t friends by any means, because you had heard about all of the terrible things he did to Jonathan. However, as time went on and as Jonathan forgave him, you did too. You grew to be acquainted with him, but you didn’t talk all that much unless he happened to catch you when you were alone.

Just like now.

“I hate people…” With a drunken sigh, you rested your head on his shoulder, your lips forming in a pout as you reached for the bottle of wine. Dio pulled it away and raised an eyebrow at you, a smirk forming on his lips.

“Me too.” He placed a gentle hand on your head and ran his fingers through your hair. You were drunk. And when you were drunk you were much more sensitive than usual. It was taking all he had to not tease you about your anxiety, and what little self control he had was being tested in this very moment.

“Why are you in here?” Your voice was soft, almost shy, which caught him off guard some. It was much different from the harsh, indifferent side of you he had grown to hate.

“Because I got bored.” He sighs and rests his head on the bookshelf behind him. “And JoJo told me to make sure you were still alive.” He looked down at your body, taking in the sight of you curled up next to him. “I guess I’ll just have to tell him that you died of alcohol poisoning in the library.”

“Please do.” You grumbled, letting out a long and over exaggerated sigh. “He’d be embarrassed to see me like this.” A soft hiccup escaped you as you frowned, pouting at the thought of Jonathan finding you in this state.

“He sees you like this all the time. What’s the harm now?” Dio scoffed and looked down at you, smirking ever so slightly.

“It’s his party… and I got drunk because I can’t handle people…” You sounded disappointed in yourself, as if you’re upset that you let it get this bad.

“Well… I have a way to sober you up, but I can’t guarantee it’s quickness.” Dio’s smirk grew and you can practically feel it as he stared down at you. He grabbed the bottle of wine and put it to his lips, chugging it like he needed it to survive. “But first…” he hiccuped. “I need to be drunker than you are.”

“H-Huh..?” You stared at him, eyes wide as he downed what was left of the wine. He popped his lips off of the bottle with an audible gasp, fighting for air as he turned to face you.

Without hesitation, he smashed his lips onto yours, forcing you to taste the wine he just downed. His tongue forced itself past your lips, pushing past your own and hungrily exploring every corner of your mouth.

It was almost like he had been waiting for this moment to come.

“My my y/n, you taste like a drunkard.” Dio chuckled as he pulled away from you, his left hand sliding underneath your dress while his right held you pressed against him. His hand was cold against your thighs, his fingers nearing your aching heat. However, he stopped moving and pushed you to the floor of the library, driving a knee between your legs and grinding it whilst you squirmed.

“D-Dio I-“ You but the inside of your cheek nervously, your legs shaking as you closed your eyes in anticipation.

Sure he wasn’t the first guy you’ve been intimate with, but he didn’t need to know that. No one needed to know it, actually. It was frowned upon to have sexual relations with someone you weren’t betrothed to. But you didn’t care.

You were young, so why not be reckless?

“No no no my dear.” He chided, and he leg stopped moving. You whined, longing for some form of friction, for some form of release. “You’re going to be nice and quiet for me.” He undid his belt and pulled down his pants, allowing his cock to spring free from its confines.

He grabbed your wrist and pulled you off of the floor, a grunt passing through his lips as he leaned back, giving you a nice view of his twitching cock. “D’ you like what you see, m’lady?” His words slurred together, but you didn’t care. He got his point through and that’s all that really mattered.

You crawled forward slowly, but too slowly according to Dio, seeing as he grabbed your arms and pulled you close, shoving your face down by his dick. He let out a pleased hum as he watched you lean forward and lick up his length, his eyes fluttering shut briefly before he pushed your head down onto his cock.

You gagged, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes as Dio helped you bob your head up and down. Sighs escaped him here and there, turning into whines as he thrust his hips against your face.

He sure was desperate for someone who seemingly didn’t like you.

Maybe it was just the wine.

“There you go, you filthy little wench.” He panted, his grip on your hair tighter as his thrusts became sloppier. Dio forced you off of his cock, chuckling softly at the audible ‘pop’ that echoed in the peaceful silence of the library. “Say ‘ah’.” He grinned as he stroked himself, his tip pointed at your tongue.

With a shameful groan, he came all over your face, treating you like a blank canvas that had yet to be painted.

He let out a breathy chuckle and pulled you into his lap, pushing up your dress and pushing aside your panties. Without warning, he inserted two fingers into your soaking cunt, thrusting at an insane pace.

“D-Dio-“

“Master Dio.” He corrected as you whined softly into his shoulder. “Lord Dio, even.” His fingers slowed inside you, and you shivered at the sudden lack of movement.

“L-Lord Dio…” You whispered, closing your eyes as you began to grind onto his fingers. His hand came up to your hip and held you in place harshly, his eyes seemingly glowing in the candle-lit room. He pulled his fingers out of your cunt slowly, hushing you when you whimpered drunkenly.

“Don’t be too loud now, or JoJo will hear us.” He leaned down to whisper into your ear, teasingly biting the shell of it as he pressed his tip against your lips. “I’m sure you wouldn’t want him to see you in such a…” He smirked and pushed himself in, cutting himself off with an unexpected moan. “O-Oh…” He trailed off and lost himself in you as he bottomed out.

He sat there for a couple of seconds, secretly relishing in the feeling of your tight pussy around him. It was wonderful, and it was everything he had hoped it would be.

You brought your hand to your face when he started thrusting, biting down harshly on it to prevent you from being too loud. However, Dio wasn’t making it easy in the slightest.

His pace was harsh, each thrust hitting deeper than the last and forcing you to see stars. Low grunts and whiny moans escaped him, and before you knew it, you were moving your hips in sync with him, both of you desperate for your release.

“Y/n? Are you in here?”

It was Jonathan.

Dio didn’t slow down and instead glared at you, silently threatening you into making the right decision. He waited for you to answer Jonathan, but you looked totally fucked out, unable to think of anything but the man who was rearranging your guts right now.

“Y-Yeah. I’ll be out in a few-!” You slurred slightly, slumping into Dio’s arms with a whiny sigh. The blonde chuckled and slowed his pace some, nearing his second release. His hand came down and found your clit, thumbing away at it until you felt your high getting nearer.

“In a few, you say?” He smirked. “You’re not going anywhere.”

[dollwritesarchive]

in the first week of november, i will be celebrating my 26th birthday, and there’s nothing i want more than to be able to celebrate with you guys && write some nasty smut blurbs. because i’m so obsessed with JJBA right now, i do want this to be specifically a jojo’s writing event, so i’ll only be writing for jojo’s characters listed below.

** most, if not all of these, may be darker in nature.

⟣ 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

part one ; jonathan joestar, dio brando

part two ; joseph joestar, caesar zeppeli, kars, esidisi, wamuu, santana

part three ; jotaro kujo, kakyoin noriaki, ( older ) joseph joestar, dio brando, n’doul

⟣ 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬

november first

n’doul + dacryphilia + “you feel so good right now.”

november second

dio + size kink + “take it like a good girl.”

november third

kars + choking + “less talking, more fucking.”

november fourth

jotaro + daddy kink + “you can beg louder than that.” 

november fifth

kars + noncon creampie + “you’ve been so good, where do you want me to give you your reward?”

november sixth

dio + mindbreak + “you’re the cutest when you’re fucked all the way out.”

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