#yandere jojo's bizarre adventure part 2

[megan-is-mia]

May I suggest Young Joseph Joestar x Ultimate Being Pillerwoman with this prompt?

"It’s for the greater good. You’re too dangerous to be left alone."

16. “It’s for the greater good. You’re too dangerous to be left alone.”

(Yandere! Joseph Joestar x Fem! S/o)

“Good morning darling did you sleep well?” Joseph said cheerfully as he opened the cell door and smiled at the cell’s occupant who sat in the corner farthest from the door. When he had defeated Kars almost a year ago, it had been far from the end of his struggles with the legacy of the Pillarmen. 

He’d spent most of that time traveling the globe following rumors of a nomadic vampire who seemed intent on destroying all remaining artifacts of the lost pillarman race. When he finally caught up with the mysterious vampire he was surprised to find out that all the time he’d been actually chasing a pillarwoman, one who’d achieved ultimate being status no less.

The pillarwoman, (Y/n) she called herself, had been surprisingly agreeable when he’d caught her. The news of the rest of her race being dead was already well-known to her and had been the catalyst in her decision to destroy the remaining stone masks. She had never gone into hibernation like the others and had been wandering the Earth for millennia. 

After being alive for so long she was tired, and wanted desperately to find her eternal peace. Upon hearing that the reawakened member of her race had been defeated by a human she had dared to hope maybe that said human could also end her torment as well. Hence why she had led Joseph on this wild goose chase to test if he was up to the task of freeing her. 

Upon hearing this story Joseph was torn on what he should do. He couldn’t help but pity (Y/n), he couldn't even begin to imagine how lonely she must have been all this time on her own. The young man knew that the right thing to do would be to honor the pillarwoman’s request and find a way to put her to rest. 

On the other hand… she was now the last of her kind (not counting Santana who was kept in perpetual stone slumber in the deep vaults of the Speedwagon Foundation’s science division under constant uv lights) and held vast knowledge from living for so long. Killing her would be like a second burning of the Library of Alexandria. Regrettably, he had to deny her plea and take her as a prisoner for the Foundation.

Which brought them back to the now where he was the only one who’d come to visit her outside of the mandatory visits by Foundation workers to perform tests on (Y/n) every so often. “Why… why keep me here? If you won't kill me why do you keep me here to be a guinea pig for your comrade’s perverse tests?” (Y/n) asked wearily. 

“Well, it’s for the greater good darling” Joseph said all knowingly. “You might have held back on your more darker nature so far but you’re too dangerous to be left alone” he added with a nod of his head. Deep down, they both knew such words were a lie. The real reason was because Joseph desired her, and it would only be a matter of time before his resolve would break and they would know each other biblically… THE END

[bimbosandbubbles]

𝗬𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗝𝗼𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗝𝗲𝗿𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘁𝗼 𝗖𝗵𝘂𝗯𝗯𝘆 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗡- Is so incredibly guilty when he realizes you’ve made him so wanton and needy just by accidentally pressing your supple body against his contrasting hardness. He could instantly feel the his hard cock constrict through the fabric of his expensive slacks.

He has a apparent blush on his face as he slips off to his room and stares down at the product of you simply making contact with him. He feels disgusting for wanting so badly your cunt wrapping lovingly around his thick girth—he feels even more perverted when he thinks about grabbing your cute abundant tummy as you take him in so well. He wishes your pretty pussy was surrounding his cock instead of his muscled hands.

He spits down on his cock,dark blue eyes dilating in lust and pure love. He wonders how you’d speak to him. Would you be shocked by his pure lust for you? For your body? Would you call him a disgusting man for wanting to make you scream in nothing but bliss that makes your eye roll back? Would you shame him for wanting to grip your wonderfully wide hips as he slams into your soppy cunt? Would you turn him away when he craves to feel your soft tummy press against his abs as he looks into your face and fucks you lovingly?

He wants to hear your lips that he longs to kiss,say that you want him to make you his. That you want him in your cunt and only him. He’d treat you oh so good,make you cum until the only thing your sweet voice could say is Jonathan. He craves you so badly,so badly that every time he thrusts up into his hand he imagines your plentiful body jiggling with each hard thrust.

“(Reader)….” He calls out desperately. His thick brows knit together in desperation—desperation for your welcoming presence. He needs you so badly,he needs to grips every fiber of your moldable body. He needs to feel the softness that your skin could easily offer him.

Cum splatters upwards towards his face as he whines and grunts. He envisions clearly your chubby adorable cheeks covered in his cum as he kisses your beautiful features all around. His cock stirs up once more at the thought and he feeds more into his sweet fantasies of you. Oh he longs for you so guiltily…

𝗝𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗣𝗛- Is so lustful when he imagines all the sickly pleasurable things he could to your soft body. It all started when you’d simply saw something that scared you and latched onto him like your lifeline. That innocent touch you offered him opened a door to a different type of imagination. He could feel every inch of you pressed against him,your supple front fitted on him like a perfect puzzle,all the way to your thick thighs squished together so deliciously in fear.

He wished his muscular wrapped around you so he could feel you up secretly. He’d let his big hands wander down to your back—caressing the pinch able rolls that adorn it so gracefully and then he’d go down to his favorite spot on your body. He’d grip your ass so roughly so he could gather the pliable flesh into his hands,what a nice handful.

He pants sounding like an animal who’s drained for water but instead of water Joseph is completely drained of you. He needs to feel your body,he needs to see the goddess like beauty that you hide underneath your useless clothes. His hand wraps around his length more feverishly as he pictures what you could possibly look like nude and spread just for him.

He paints a pretty picture for himself,one where he pushes you up against a wall and rips off any clothes you have on. One where he could feel himself lost in the tight wetness your fat cunt could offer his cum filled cock. One where he slaps and spanks your dimpled ass as he fucks himself as deep as he can into your warmth. Then he’d let his calloused hand wander to your front and grip your belly in a handful that he won’t let go of until he fills you with ALL of his cum.

He bites his lower lip to the point he could taste the metallic taste of his own blood on his tongue. He tries to hold back his raspy groans for you but then he thinks about wether or not you’d like him holding back his sounds. Would his pretty girl like the way he sounds so desperate for her pretty pussy? Would you like when he groans into your ear that he loves the way you look so pretty taking his big cock? Would you get even wetter when he whines about how good you make him feel just by letting him see your naked body? Would your eyes roll back into your head when he folds you up and pushes your leg back to your ears as the tip of his bulb like head kisses your cervix? Would you get flustered when he stares in admiration the way your tummy rolls get more apparent in that position?

So so many questions for what he could do to ruin your pussy with pure pleasure. His hand moves faster around his shaft and he inches closer to his finish. But he can’t finish without thinking about the way he could restrict you. His green eyes close as he thinks about you all pretty and tied up for him. Red ropes digging into your pliant flesh,sinking into your beautiful skin on your thighs and tummy.

With those red ropes of restriction he’d torture your poor pussy for hours until his cock gets black and blue from all stimulation,til his jaw is completely sore,til his fingers can’t thrust up into you anymore. Anything that he could use to make you reach ecstasy would be worn out by the time he’s finished with you.

He groans loudly as white cum explodes all over his insanely toned stomach. His cock grows flaccid only to quickly grow hard again because Joseph pictured his seed painting your pretty tummy. He’s so lustful for you…..

𝗝𝗢𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗢-Is incredibly annoyed and pissed off when he realizes that he can’t ignore the rock hard erection in his briefs. He rolls his eyes and curses you out for doing what you’ve done to him. Stupid you just had to look at him with those tempting eyes. Stupid you just has to cutely puff out your chubby cheeks when he makes you frustrated with his aloofness. Stupid you just has to look so fuckable in that cute bikini you wore at the beach today.

His rough hand rubs himself through the material of the thin fabric. Thick brows clench in frustration,frustration to be relieved. He thinks about the pattern you chose all the way to the color of the bikini and why exactly you looked so fucking breathtaking in it? Your stomach hanging out of the bikini fabric and your gorgeously wide hips being the perfect thing to grab when he fucks his sperm into you. From his memory he ogles you like a hunter would his prey. He can’t wait to go in for the kill,can’t wait til he hears you whine so prettily for his cock to be inside you.

He can’t wait to grip you all over,to feel your soft body as a whole. Can’t wait to set you down in nice relaxing water and fuck you until your crying desperately that it’s too much. Can’t wait til you hear his deep voice coo and degrade you like the good whore you are. He can’t wait for his hard skin to contrast against your much softer one.

A part of him wants to know how you’d react to him like this. How would you react to him like this? Cock hard and balls full because of you. How would you react to him wanting you so bad? Would you give him that usual cute smile and say “Don’t worry ‘Taro,Imma help you.”? Would you pull down his briefs and jerk him off like he’s doing right now? Would you be shy and not know what to do? Would you let him touch you? Would you let his big hand go down and play with the band of your panties? Would you let him stuff two big fingers into your cunt while he himself gets off by doing that to you? Would you let him call you only HIS slut? Would you let him fuck you?

He groans from deep into his chest,the deep noise echoing in his room. He’d sound exactly like that in your ear if he ever got the wonderful chance of making that pretty pussy his and his only. The things he’d do to you,the things he’s imagining right now. You looking so fucking cute on your knees in front of him as he sits with his leg spread and his cock sprung free from his pants. He’d slap your beautiful face with his heavy cock and make you beg to put just the tip in your mouth. God,you’re so fucking cute to him.

He wants to see your face twist in pleasure and pain. He needs to see your puffed up clit just begging to get slapped by his heavy hand. He just needs all of you right now. He needs to feel you arch up against his chest when he’s giving his thick cock,he needs to feel you run away from his dick because he overstimulates you so easily. He needs to see your tubby little cheeks squished by his hands as he asks you what you want him to do to your supple body.

His mouth gapes open as he feels himself getting closer. He imagines you kissing him,eating up his hearty groans as he thrusts inside your fat pussy. He’d worship you yet hate you. He’d praise yet degrade you. All these complicated urges and feelings will be taken out on you anyway he wants to. He wants you spread out for him,glistening puffy pussy lips only on display for him while he tells you what he’s going to do to you. He’d caress you while doing so,soft tummy rubs being paired with calling you his filthy slut,kisses on your cellulite ridden inner thighs comes with harsh bites and telling you what a good pain whore you are for him, licks and fresh saliva on your drooling cunt will be done with forceful slaps and a bruising grip on your wide hips.

His eyes close in a moment of pure pleasure the second he feels cum free itself from his cock. He takes a deep breath and sighs,staring at his still hard cock,aching for more thoughts of you. Oh how you annoy him…

𝗝𝗢𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗘-Is so perverted when he instantly runs to his room and rummages under his bed to find his special picture of you . He couldn’t help it you made him so hard when your soft hand had brushed on his thigh and gently grabbed it. He finds himself going back to this photo when he wants to stare at you in awe or when he’s in the mood.

He greedily stares at the picture once he finds it and his cock gets even harder in his loosely fitted pants. His hand reaches down to his crotch and rubs it as he takes in the beautiful picture of you. There you were legs spread,clothing covering your mound that Josuke longs to worship,you had a happy expression adorning your chubby face, a face that he wishes to cum all over. But what really got Josuke going was your hand placement,one hand was rested on your tummy and the other was grazing your inner thigh. Josuke knows this is a innocent picture he took of you no less than two week ago,a picture you gave him permission to take. And he’s been jacking off it every night for the two weeks he’s had it but he can’t help it. Not when it allows him to imagine all the things he could do to you so easily.

He could see himself so clearly replacing your hands. If those were his hands instead of yours he’d let his hand on your tummy squish and play with the doughy skin as his hand on your inner thigh inches towards your cunt. He’d rub it through the fabric just like he’s doing to himself right now,he’d run his slender middle finger around the shape of your pussy,applying pressure to different spots every time he traces it through your clothes. He can just see you thrusting up and whining about how he’s being so mean for teasing you. He can just feel your stubby fingers claw desperately for more contact attention on his strong forearm.

And he knows he’d be so mean to you yet he’d do it in the sweetest way he possibly can. He’d tell you to take it like the good girl he knows you can be all while roughly slapping your clothed pussy. He’d decorate your skin with the sweetest butterfly kisses as he reaches into your underwear and pinches your engorged clit. He’d tell you that this is how he shows his affection. That he expresses his love for you by edging you for hours on the end,by licking away at your pretty tears on your chubby cheeks. By groping your plushness, by making you humiliate yourself in front of him. By making you stare at yourself in the mirror while he touches every single bump and curve you have.

He finally frees his cock from his pants,the rubbing sensation no longer being enough for him. He grips his shaft tightly as goes up and down,his breath hitching. Every time his hand moves all he can think about is you doing this for him. He knows HIS gorgeous girl would get him off. He knows that his gorgeous girl would make him feel good. He knows that his gorgeous girl would let him fuck her perfect pussy. He knows that you would make the prettiest sounds when he’s making you feel good.

He gets harder just thinking about how you’d say his name while you’re clenching on him. He can just hear you say his name with little tear drops teasing your lash line. He just thinks about how he knows you’d react to him talking dirty to you. You would be all flustered and shy when he calls you his gorgeous doll. You’d be flustered when he tells you that you’re his perfect cockwhore.

He groans and throws his head back. He’s so close,so fucking close. He can just see in his mind so vividly you with your legs spread and your fingers spreading open your pussy for him. He can hear asking so sweetly for him to just fuck you already. What a good girl you are for him. What a good girl you are for spreading your legs for him and letting him fuck you until he releases every single load he has inside your gummy walls.

His eyes flutter close as he quickly cums all over the polaroid of you. He looks down at the mess of your face and simply gets harder,you look so pretty with cum all over your face. He’s so perverted when he comes to you…

𝗚𝗜𝗢𝗥𝗡𝗢-Is conflicted when he finds himself with his hand down his pants,rubbing his aching cock. What’s worse is that he’s imagining you here with him,watching him with those innocent looking eyes. It feels so wrong to get off to you yet it feels so good at the same time.

He’s never seen anything like you. An angel,you are to him. He’s never known that someone could be so supple and so soft. He’s never known that his fingers could easily dip into like that and simply feel the cloudy texture. He craves to feel that cloudy like skin sink down when he grips your thick thighs as he feasts on your beautiful pussy. He wants—no,needs to see posing for him fully nude. He needs to stare for hours on end at each pose,taking mental photos with his eyes,making sure to forever remember your ultimate beauty in it’s rawest form.

And then once he’s done drinking in your appearance you’re gonna wish you could’ve seen yourself before he completely swallows you whole. Every inch of your body will be covered with love marks,hickeys,bites,bruises from his impulsive grip. And the look he’d give you all throughout this process, like he’s a rabid animal who can’t control himself. He’d let go of every single fiber of self control once he gets to lye in between your legs.

He’d whisper and groan sweet Italian nothings in your ear. Telling you what a beautiful angel you are,an angel sent down from heaven just for his beastly pleasure. He’d mold your pliable body with his fingers,reshaping your fat into bruised yet beautiful art. He wants so desperately for you to sit on his face and stay there until he’s a dying old man. He wants to suckle on your clit like It’s the sweetest honey a person could ever dream of having. He wants to finger your pussy until his fingers reform your walls into the shape of his extremities. He wants to grip your cellulite decorated ass as you whimper and moan onto his face.

He yearns to hear how badly you want his cock to be inside you. He yearns to hear how badly you desire him to make you feel oh so good. He yearns to hear you praise him and uplift him with your siren like moans. He yearns to hear you plead and beg for him to paint your walls white,for him to stuff you full of his sperm.

Giorno takes a strong inhale of air as his strokes grow more intense. His imagination of just worshiping your very existence bringing him closer to the edge. He’d kiss the very soles of your feet all the way to the crown of your head. He’d touch and caress you like the way the ocean’s tide does to the grainy sand. He’d have you nested in between his thighs,your bare back resting on his equally bare chest and his long slender fingers would be stuffing your fat cunt.

He wants you in the finest,laciest,prettiest laundry he could ever buy you. He needs to see the delicate material of the stockings sink into and mush into the plushness of your thighs. He needs to see your cute belly hang over the fragile fabric of the lacy panties. He needs to see you getting all dolled up for him when he’s ready to fuck you . He’d make you such a messy piece of art,from splattering white cum all over your textured skin,to the dark colored love marks scattered across your whole form.

He moans out,looking up at the ceiling as cum oozes from his pink tip. He looks down at the mess he made,thinking about wether or not he should go again. After all the countless thoughts he’s having about it has his spent cock still very hard.. Oh how you make him so conflicted..

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[thornybubbles]

All I Ever Wanted: Yandere Santana x Reader

Note: I used a different method for writing this story than I normally do. I used a picker wheel to randomly choose a prompt from a list of Yandere Prompts from Tumblr and a list of JoJo characters I haven’t written for yet. The winning character was Santana and the winning prompt was “Yandere saves Darling’s life”. I may use this method again in the future. 

Santana first encountered you when you snuck into the German base to aid Joseph in rescuing Speedwagon. He could not take his eyes off of you as you tended to the old man while Joseph tried to gain his attention with his buffoonery. Nothing the young Joestar said or did could pull Santana’s gaze from you as you spoke words of comfort to the frightened Speedwagon. The old man scolded you for tagging along with Joseph on such a dangerous mission, but he was relieved to have you there nonetheless. Watching you coddle the old man stirred something in Santana that he never felt before. Santana never considered humans to be especially attractive before, but there was something about you that lured him in. Maybe it was the gentle look in your eyes as you checked the old man over? Maybe it was the loving words you used as you spoke to him?

Santana found himself growing jealous over the attention the old man was getting from you. For him, affection was few and far between and usually limited to a half-hearted head pat from Kars or Esidesi whenever he did as he was told. As he got older though, they started to treat him less like kin and more like a pet. During training, he found himself unable to achieve the same kind of results that Wammu could, and Kars became increasingly frustrated with him. He once warned him that if he did not catch up with the rest of them, then he would be left behind. When he woke up thousands of years later and found himself alone, he knew that he’d been abandoned. 

He fully intended to take all of his grief and anger out on every single human he came across, but seeing you, he decided to make an exception. Though anger began to simmer in him as he watched you with the old man. You hadn’t even looked at him when you came in. Did you have any idea how stupid it was to blunder into enemy territory and not be on guard? He could have killed you a thousand times over before you even made eye contact with him! Why were you wasting time with that old man when you should be paying attention to him?! Santana side-stepped Joseph, who was incessantly tapping his nose and saying ridiculous things, and began to advance on you and Speedwagon.

Your back was turned to the Pillarman. You were too busy trying to release Speedwagon from his restraints to notice as Santana drew ever closer to you. He was strangely quiet for someone so large. It wasn’t until Speedwagon’s horrified gaze locked on something behind you did you turn around and find yourself face to face with the Pillarman. You gasped and instinctively put yourself between Santana and the old man, trying to shield Speedwagon from the brute. Santana just stared down at you with an unreadable expression while Speedwagon begged for you to get away. 

Slowly, Santana reached out for you, his massive hand looking like it was about to clamp down on your head. 

“Don’t ignore me, you prehistoric prick!” shouted Joseph. 

He placed a hand on Santana’s shoulder, trying to annoy the Pillarman enough that he would forget about whatever he was planning to do to you. When Santana didn’t react, Joseph sent a jolt of Ripple energy into the flesh of his shoulder to get the point across. It certainly worked because Santana’s eye twitched and the corner of his mouth turned up into a slight snarl. His shoulder sizzled from the attack but was already healing itself. Santana slowly turned to face Joseph who was bouncing from foot to foot holding his fists up as if he were in a boxing ring. 

“That’s what you get for treating me like I’m just a mosquito flying around your ear!” Joseph said, grinning obnoxiously. 

Santana was giving him a blank look but you could practically feel the rage boiling off of him. Before anything else could happen, though, the sound of several booted feet stomped up the corridor and a troop of German soldiers burst into the room. They lined up on either side of a very confused Joseph and took aim at Santana. Who the blazes were these guys? Reinforcements? From where? You thought Santana had killed all the soldiers in the base! You didn’t think much more about it because you realized that while the Germans had their guns locked on Santana, you and Speedwagon were right behind him. If they fired on the Pillarman, they would take you and the old man out, too! Joseph must have realized the same thing because he was already trying to wrestle the gun out of one of the soldiers hands. The others ignored Joseph’s antics  and you heard someone yell, “FIRE!” 

Thinking quickly you knocked Speedwagon out of the wheelchair and onto the floor where he would be out of range of the gunfire. Seconds later you found yourself swept up in a pair of muscular arms and held to an equally muscular chest. Thinking that it was Joseph that held you, you screamed as you felt the bullets tear into him. Over the racket you heard both Speedwagon and Joseph call your name. That’s when you realized that it wasn’t Joseph that had you in his grasp. You looked up and actually felt the blood drain from your face. Staring down at you with impassive red eyes was Santana. You felt your arms and legs draw up against your body in terror. You tried to speak, working your jaw and tongue to get words out, wanting to demand or even beg him not to kill you, but you could only manage to emit squeaks of fright. 

You became vaguely aware of the sound of JoJo fighting with the soldiers and more gunfire. He was angry with them for nearly killing you and Speedwagon. 

“What kind of morons just burst into a room and start shooting?!” He shouted as he kicked one of them in the back of the head, knocking off his helmet and sending the soldier to dreamland. It was only then that he spotted you in the arms of the Pillarman and froze, eyes widening in horror. 

“My God! Joseph! That monster has her!” Speedwagon spoke up. He, too, only just now realized what was happening. 

Seeing that JoJo had stopped attacking them, the soldiers returned their attention to Santana once more taking aim. You gasped and squinted your eyes closed, not wanting to see your demise coming. Joseph prepared to send a Hamon-fueled kick to the ground under the soldiers feet to knock them off balance but he never got the chance. Santana readjusted you so that he was cradling you with one arm. He raised his free arm upwards towards the soldiers, spreading his fingers at weird angles. Just like he had before, he used the bullets that had been absorbed into his body to return fire. Each bullet shot from his fingertips hit its mark, embedding itself into the heads of each of the soldiers. Not even the ones that Joseph knocked out were spared. Only Joseph remained unscathed. He looked around himself in confusion, wondering why he didn’t get shot, too. Santana lowered his arm, readjusting you in his hold once more. He glared at Joseph the entire time. He only spared him because he had unfinished business with the upstart primitive, but he could take care of that later. Joseph had gotten over his confusion and was now glaring back at Santana with equal ferocity. 

“Put my friend down right now!” He demanded, pointing a finger at the ground as if to show exactly where he wanted Santana to place you. 

The Pillarman’s lips pulled away from his teeth in a snarl and he made a noise that sounded like a cross between a snake’s hiss and a dog’s growl. Joseph had the audacity to growl back at him, an action that you would have thought funny if it weren’t for the situation you were in. Santana moved slightly and Joseph seemed to know immediately what he was planning. 

“Don’t you dare!” he warned the Pillarman. 

Santana hissed/growled at him again, before suddenly taking off down the corridor that the German troops had just come from. The action took Joseph off guard. He was expecting the Pillarman to try to harm you in some way, not run off with you! 

“JoJo! Stop him!” cried Speedwagon from where he still lay on the floor. 

That was all he needed to snap out of his shocked state and into action. He took off down the corridor at full speed, desperately trying to catch up with Santana. The Pillarman’s powerful legs let him run far faster than any human though, and he was constantly maneuvering out of Joseph’s grasp as he tried to snatch you away from him. Santana went so far as to run along the walls and at some point, you even found yourself upside down as Santana began running on the very ceiling. 

“Get down here, you cheater!” Joseph yelled up at him. 

Joseph’s vision was suddenly obstructed as a green cloth fluttered down on top of him. During his escape from the observation lab, Santana grabbed a shirt off of one of the dead soldiers. While he and Joseph were glaring each other down, Santana had spotted a map of the base among the scattered files and papers that littered the ground after his earlier rampage. He only needed to glance at it once in order to commit it to memory. When he knew that he was coming upon an intersection, he waited for just the right moment to drop the shirt down on Joseph, obscuring his view as he darted off down the corridor that he knew led to some maintenance tunnels. 

Joseph snatched the bloodstained shirt off of himself. He let out an angry shout when he realized that Santana had evaded him. That freak was a lot smarter than he seemed. There were three passages he could’ve taken: straight ahead, right, or left. He obviously didn’t keep going straight or Joseph would still be able to see him. So that left either the left or the right. Joseph debated on which way to go for a moment. In comics, the bad guys almost always take the left passage to get away from the good guys. Maybe that was the case in real life, too? He growled in frustration. He didn’t have anything else to go on, so left passage it was. He ran down the passage calling your name, hoping that the monster hadn’t hurt you. Unfortunately, real life isn’t like comic books and Santana had taken the right passage.  

You were grateful when Santana began running upright again. Being upside down for so long was starting to give you a headache. You lost sight of Joseph hours ago. You tried calling out for him once, but Santana gave you such a glare that the words died on your tongue from sheer fright. But you were beginning to wonder just how long this damned corridor was. And just how long could this guy run? He’d been running for a while now and wasn’t even breathing hard! 

Santana darted down a flight of stairs that seemed to lead to a basement and storage area. He slowed down to a normal walk and began searching for something. Finally he came to a set of chained up doors with a lot of writing around it. You couldn’t read German so you had no clue what it said. He pulled the doors open, snapping the chains as if they were made of paper. He then stepped inside of the room and closed the doors behind him. The lighting inside of the room was dim, but you could make out the shapes of a desk and some machines that you didn’t recognize. Santana walked to a corner of the room and plopped down on the ground, hiding in the shadows. He held you in his lap and stared at the doors, watching to see if JoJo would burst through them at any moment. After a moment, you felt him relax and he let out a quiet sigh. Then, he turned his gaze on you. 

The dim light made him look especially eerie and you noted that his red eyes seemed to have a bit of a glow to them. 

“Uh… hi…” you said awkwardly. 

“You did not thank me.” 

You blinked up at him. You had only heard him say one or two word sentences before, and usually he only seemed to repeat what others said to him. He may have said something to JoJo before, but you were too busy worrying about Speedwagon to pay much attention. 

“Thank me properly.” he said. His voice was quiet and calm, but you could definitely hear the demand in it when he said that. 

“I… what? W-what do you w-want me to d-do?” You stammered. “I don’t even know w-what I’m t-thanking you for.” 

Santana gave you an insulted look. 

“I saved your life.” he stated in a gruff, clipped tone. “The other humans would have killed you. I prevented it. Now thank me properly.” 

Oh well, now you’ve made him angry. 

“Thank you…?” You said lamely, not sure what he wanted. 

Santana huffed and rolled his eyes. You were unfortunately as thick-skulled at any other human, in spite of your kind, gentle nature. You would have to be trained apparently. He grabbed your hand, causing you to flinch. He then guided your hand to the top of his head and moved your hand around in a motion that made it seem like you were ruffling his hair. Once or twice your palm scraped against the two small horns that jutted from his skull causing you to wince. You were surprised at how soft his hair was though. For someone that came from a time when hair care products weren’t exactly readily available yet, it seemed very healthy. After a while, he let your hand go but made sure you kept rubbing his head. He closed his eyes and nuzzled into your hand. The action caused you to blush. 

Stop. Bad guys are not supposed to be cute. You mentally scolded yourself. 

After a few minutes of rubbing the top of his head, you were starting to feel a little awkward. 

“Okay… good Aztec Demi-God…” you said in a nervous tone and slowly pulled your hand away from his hair. When he didn’t immediately force you to start petting him again, you relaxed a little. 

“I guess it’s safe to assume that you aren’t going to kill me then?” you asked, feeling a little braver. 

Santana shook his head. 

“No.” he said, a sleepy look in his eyes. 

You glanced down at the floor longingly. 

“Any chance of you putting me down?” You asked, feeling brave enough to push your luck. 

Instantly, the sleepy look was gone from his eyes and he tightened his hold on you. 

“NO!” he all but roared. 

You cringed in his hold and didn’t say anything else. 

Well it was worth a shot. You really hoped JoJo found you soon, before this situation got any more uncomfortable.

[sl33paholics]

Once Upon An Us

This new series I'm currently starting is a current passion project of mine. I really want to show my baby boy Santana some love (since you rarely see him mentioned in anything on here or at all). This series will be updated every Friday. Almost everything in here is fiction (yes, including the names of places n tribes n whatnot). Refer to this post here to see the jist. Other than that, enjoy :P

Chapter One here

Prologue.

In the heart of the dense, emerald-hued rainforest of Narroranna, the rhythmic pulse of tribal drums echoes through ancient banyan trees. The Bright Arrow Horde, stewards of nature's secrets, gathers beneath the celestial hood. As the elders weave tales of ancestors who communed with spirits and danced with the elements, a shadow falls upon the horizon. Unseen forces stir, challenging the delicate balance between tradition and an encroaching modern world. Little do the people realize that the choices they make will shape the destiny not only of their tribe but also the delicate tapestry of the natural world they call home.

The elders, their weathered faces etched with wisdom, recount tales of the first Bright Arrow, an ancient warrior said to have harnessed the lightning's fury and spoken to the spirits of the forest. As the tribe listens, the youngest among them, Y/N, felt an arm snake its way around her shoulder. She turned to find her father, Karey. "My little star," he murmured. Her skin prickled as if electricity crackled beneath his touch. "These stories have been passed down to generation to generation. The Great Ancestors have blessed our tribe." His words were meant for her ears alone, but she knew it was meant for all of the Bright Arrow.

As the elders started their chant around the fire, their tones got more urgent, the air charged. They spoke in voices like thunder. Y/N strained to understand, but every word seemed drowned out by an ocean of sound. Staring into the flames, she saw sparks shoot up from the wood, lighting the shadows dancing on the walls. It felt like something had crawled up from the depths below, crawling toward her, until she felt the weight of another presence hovering over her head.

Y/N tightly gripped onto her father's arm. He looked down at her, concerned. "Are you well?" She shook her head. "What are you seeing?" Another shake of her head. He held her tighter. "Do you want to leave?" She nodded. He smiled sadly, squeezing her hand. "Then stay close to me." Karey took Y/N out of the circle of elders and led her outside.

The night sky was blanketed with a thick layer of clouds. A sharp breeze whistled past, sending droplets of water flying into the darkness. Y/N and her father sat next to each other on a fallen log by the shore. Y/N wrapped her arms around her legs, hugging them tight. "Father," she whispered. "What's happening inside?" He reached out and touched her face gently. "You don't need to worry about it right now, my star." Y/N looked away. "You're young... you're only 14 years old, my little star. You'll get older and wiser and be able to see things much differently than your peers." His gentle smile made Y/N feel so safe. She didn't know what to say. "For now, you should focus on your studies and learning how to hunt and grow crops..." He paused.

"And finding love."

"Love?" Y/N asked.

"Yes. Love is what keeps family strong. It makes us stronger, too. And one day when you're older, you'll know how true it is." Y/N looked away and bit her lip. She'd never thought of it that way. But the truth seemed obvious now. Father was right. Y/N would know the answer soon enough.

It's been nine years.

Y/N walked past the circle alongside her mother, Nayeli. She heard her mother let out a huff as she continued down the path. "I remember those days," her mother spoke quietly.

"You around circle with those other children many moons ago, oh my, how time flies," Her mother said with a chuckle. "Now you're all grown up." Y/N nodded in agreement with her mother's statement, but there was no denying the truth behind it. In fact, she felt quite grown up herself now, at twenty-three years old, but Y/N's mind was consumed by thoughts of the future, of where she was going next, what life would be like when she wasn't surrounded by the people she grew up with. Even thinking about love had never really occurred to her.

She followed her mother down a small hill that overlooked the village. "Mother," Y/N said tentatively. "Will I meet anyone special someday? Someone special enough to marry?" Her mother stopped walking. The wind blew harder, causing her dark hair to whip against her face. She pulled it back with her fingers before answering. "There is someone." Y/N swallowed hard. Why was this such a big deal to her mother, anyway? "Who is he?" Y/N asked. Her mother sighed. "That is why we've waited so long. We wanted to tell you first. He comes from a noble family."

Y/N couldn't help but stay silent throughout the rest of the walk 'a noble family...?' just hearing that made her heart thumped hard in her chest. Upon entering the wigwam, she saw her father across a man and a much more middle-aged male.

Their eyes met, and the moment stretched out for Y/N. Suddenly, the room felt small, suffocatingly hot.

Soon, the three were now sitting in front of the two men.

Their heads bowed forward in respect, waiting for a reaction from the two. "Y/N, this is Chief Alo of The Golden Ribbon Children and his son, Kele."

Y/N smiled politely, offering a small bow. The younger male grunted and crossed his arms as if to refuse the offer of introductions. Y/N was relieved. It felt awkward. She wasn't used to being around people her own age. "We've been told out of many of the women he's introduced to his son, none of them seemed to suit him," her mother said, "but Kele has agreed to accept you as his wife. We've given you the proper ceremony."

Kele glared at Y/N. His dark brown eyes looked almost black. For some reason, that irked her. How dare he look at her that way? She glanced up at her father. He stared back, unblinking. She swallowed hard, hoping her nervousness wouldn't show through her expression. "When exactly are these ceremonies, Chief Alo?" she asked.

Chief Alo chuckled. "Well, you mustn't be too impatient. There's nothing wrong with a few more cycles to settle down, you know." Kele shot him a dirty look. Y/N fought off a smile. Her mother cleared her throat. "Perhaps give us two months? That sounds fair, yes?"

Y/N nodded slowly. Two months sounded good. It was better than being married to a stranger. She would have to learn to live with Kele, after all.

After all of the conversation and arraignment, they said their goodbyes and left. Y/N sat there in silence beside her father. Neither had anything else to say. Eventually, she broke the silence. "I don't think I could go through with this, father." Her voice wavered with emotion. "I mean, marrying a stranger? You told me nine years ago that I should find the one that suits me best. An arranged marriage? How could you and mother do this behind my back...?" Her words tumbled out quickly, spilling forth from deep within her soul. Her father's face softened. He placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, child. This was bound to happen someday. The Great Ancestors have brought this upon us."

"How can you be so sure?" she cried. Her father hesitated. He stared off into the distance. When he finally spoke, his voice seemed far away. "Because I'm sure that this will bring great happiness to our tribe, to you and your siblings. This will be a blessing." He squeezed her shoulder. "A blessing? To be married off to someone I don't even know? What sort of blessing is this?" Tears started streaming down her cheeks. She tried to hold them back, but she was helpless, sobbing uncontrollably, not noticing as her father wrapped his arms around her.

She hoped that soon things would fall apart.

[theunderneath]

jbba yandere art of all of part 1 and the pillar men. This comes from my book Darling Dearest on Wattpad. Sorry no Santana yet.

[outcasting101]

My Jojo Yandere Adventure

OH. MY. GAUD. I did it again.

I don't know my Yandere well enough...

Chuckle*

"I'm in danger"

SEND HELP PLZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

[choococho]

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

Behold

A pillarman world AU

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

The AU is split into 3 different timelines:

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

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

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

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

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

Also yandere asks are allowed.

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

[yachiblanca]

18+ CONTENT, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Yan!Caejose x Shy!Fem!Reader

"It wouldn't hurt to try Y/N! Plus you'll be able to smack some punks out of your way when you join." Suzi said while making punches in the air, you laughed at her actions and sighed "I don't know.. what if I don't do well?" You sat on the bed while you stared at the moon outside the window. "Oh don't think of that.. you'll do well- I know miss Lisa Lisa would love to see you improve!" You turned your head to look at Suzi Q who was sitting beside you, "I- thanks Suzi.." you slightly smiled. Suzi grabbed both of your hands and held it tightly "I'll help you ask her tomorrow- don't worry! And let's continue my story now." Suzi gave you a wide smile, "Oh please this better be spooky." you giggled, "Hey! It's going to be really really spooky so be prepared!"

You were working as a maid with Suzi Q for a woman named Lisa Lisa, you had to find a job quickly because of how many times you've been rejected in job interviews. You always failed because of how yo  u were unable to speak properly, you always mentally slap yourself to toughen up but you end up stuttering with your words. That's when your best friend Suzi came to the rescue, you told her about your issues with finding a job so she offered that you'd come work with her- immediately you agreed. Having a job and at the same time being with your best friend was the best choice you'e picked.

Lisa Lisa had offered you a very huge amount of raise if you join this somewhat called Hamon training to defeat the.. Pillarmen? You really needed time to think about this, imagine of how much the stuff you could get from a high raise of cash- but what worries you was this whole Pillarmen and Hamon thing. Lisa Lisa told you to take your time which you did. It was already 1 week ever since that question had been asked, you overthinked that have you made Lisa Lisa wait too long? Without any further you decided to join the training, tomorrow was the time you tell Lisa Lisa that you're going to join.

Though she didn't tell you that you were going to be training with 2 guys...

You woke up early to make sure you could ask Lisa Lisa early enough, you washed your face and ate breakfast then wore a nice attire, you then searched for Lisa Lisa in the big mansion she lived in and you spotted her smoking a cigarette outside. You quickly went up to her and told her that you're going to be joining this training.

"Miss Lisa Lisa?" you said while walking up to her- her back faced against you, when you called her one more time she finally turned to see you.

"Oh, hello Y/N. What brings you here?" Lisa Lisa asked. You gulped the lump in your throat while your heartbeat was becoming more and more faster, god how nervous were you?

"I- I um.." You gathered all your courage to speak- you took a deep breath even though you could feel it's shaky, "About the training- I'd love to join..!" You slightly yelled at the last phrase, you covered your mouth with your hand out of shock 'I just yelled at Lisa Lisa! Oh god she's gonna kill me she's gonna-' suddenly you felt a hand placed on your shoulder- It was Lisa Lisa, her face directly smiling at you. "Glad to know you're joining, you'll get 85% more for your raise. I hope that's enough for you Y/N." Lisa Lisa spoke, you instantly smiled back at her "Yes- it's enough, thank you."

Out of nowhere you both heard two different voices shouting at a far distance, you moved your head a bit to the side to see what it was. At the distance you saw two males running up to your direction, one with brown hair with a scarf and one with blonde hair with a patterned bandana.

"Oh, I forgot to mention that both of those are my students too- they'll be training with you today." Lisa Lisa spoke, you looked at her with a very surprised expression- your heartbeat pumped louder as you watch the two males come closer, at that moment you wanted to back out. You had thought that it would be only you- unexpectingly you're going to be training with two guys now, It would've been more fine if you were training with girls..

"Th-them..?" You pointed out the two males running up, you looked at Lisa Lisa who nodded in agreement to what you said. Finally both of the males had reached the both of you- their paces slowing down as they approach both of you, "Goodmorning coach." The blonde male said. behind was the brown haired male who looked really tired- his form showing that he was clearly running out of breath, especially with the strange mask he's wearing. You wondered why he was wearing that mask. "Jojo control your breathing, you're clearly going to suffocate if you don't focus." The blonde male spoke while he crossed his arms, "Maybe if you didn't make a bet who's faster then I wouldn't be suffocating here!" The masked male growled. They both looked attractive as you saw them up close, though you didn't stare for too long- you hoped that they didn't saw you earlier.

Lisa Lisa glared at the both of the males before she speaks. "You both have a new student to be training along with you." Lisa Lisa announced. You bit your bottom lip and tried to hide behind Lisa Lisa- but she quickly moved to the side to reveal you. You stood there with wide eyes- trying your best to process what to say in front. You saw both of the males look at you which made your heart race even quicker "Hello there! You look cute- are you really going to be training with us?' The masked male spoke as he walked forward to you, but to be stopped by the shoulder from the blonde male with clear disappointment on his face "Have some manners here! You clearly never knew how to greet a lady well." The blonde male looked at you "I'm very sorry of his behavior- clearly childish as you can see." He smirked "Hey i'm not childish you-"

"I'm Caesar Zeppeli, you may call me Caesar signora." The blonde said while he gently raised one of your hand and planted his lips on the back of your hand, you immediately blushed- you felt frozen on the spot. You never experienced this type of action so you didn't know how to react, the masked male rolled his eyes "Whatever, the name's Joseph Joestar- but you can call me yours-" Caesar pinched Joseph's ear, making him whine in pain. As much as you observed you thought to yourself everything would be fine, even if the both of the males look like they have a chaotic relationship- just like Suzi said, you'll do well.

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A few days of your training you had been tired the hell out, your whole body felt sore- but as Lisa Lisa said that it was normal and that you don't have anything to worry about. The reason why you had been so sore because of how much Caesar and Joseph trained you, they made you do crazy exercises even though you were only a few days of being a beginner. You couldn't complain- you didn't have the guts to say so, what if you come out sounding rude if you did complain? Your body felt like shutting down but your mind pushed you to keep going.

Days went by Caesar and Joseph's training were getting difficult and difficult that you almost had every accident that'll lead you to injuring yourself, you thought that you were doing just fine- your body felt less sore than before but you kept slipping, tripping- you were told you lacked the body balance and that you always needed both of them by your side.

You knew both of the males were doing something on purpose to make you injure yourself- either accidentally bump on you or try to distract you with something, you tried focusing as much as you could but both of the males wouldn't stop. You wanted to complain so bad but you knew that both of them had more experience in hamon training more than you- so you had nothing to do than to be obedient. 

"Y/N Be careful! You might hurt yourself!"

"Signora you need us, without us you don't know what might happen to yourself."

They kept leading you to harm, they kept saying that you don't realize you need them both in your life and safety. Their voices were echoing inside your mind, repeating phrases that you needed them to protect you. You could barely get any good sleep because of it.

One training, one day of training. That day where you finally injured yourself- you had accidentally gave yourself a broken left arm while doing an exercise. You were doing a hand to hand combat with Caesar and he had accidentally bent your arm a little too much, you cried in pain but before tears could filled your eyes- you could see a smirk painted on both of the males faces while they were looking down at you.

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Those faces drove you mad yet scared, why would they be having that expression on their faces while you were in pain? You tried to sleep it off but failed, they both were absolute jerks who entered your life. Never went gentle on you during your first day of training and here you are with a broken left arm with a cast around it.

You had talked to Lisa Lisa about stopping your training, she apologized for the inconvenience of her 'students' and gave you a big amount of cash that you had earned during those training days, it was really a HUGE amount. It really was an unbelievable at first but you were extremely happy. But one thing was running your mind now.

Moving away.

You had a family to visit, you missed them so much- you couldn't remember the last time you saw your parents or how it felt like hugging them one last time before you could move away. You really wanted to see them badly and spend time with them.

You told about Suzi about you moving away, you didn't wanna say this to her about moving away because she's your bestfriend- but yet Suzi insisted you to go on, but you told her that you'd be keeping in touch with her while being far away with each other.

When you told about Caesar and Joseph about moving away.. that was your biggest regret. 

They both had different reactions, Joseph kept pleading you to not go as if he was going to burst into tears if you do, "Y/N Please don't go! Why would you need to see them?! Please don't-"

Caesar was clearly mad, really mad. "You don't know how much danger there is outside, don't you realize that?! You don't have anyone to protect you if you move away, there are vampires out there and you need us to eliminate them!" Caesar yelled at you, Caesar couldn't let you go away at this moment, he had to do something that will make you stay with them.

"If you go, you might end up with another broken arm Y/N."

Your heart felt like it had stopped after hearing those words, fear went under your skin making you shiver through your guts. You had to really get out of this place as quick as possible.

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You were quickly closing your suitcase- your other hand shaking as you were closing it, you could hear the footsteps come closer and closer behind the door, "Come on-  come on!" You gritted your teeth as you were struggling to close the suitcase with one hand. The doorknob turned and opened, revealing Caesar and Joseph standing by.

You had quickly hidden yourself in your closet that were still filled with a pile of old clothes, you kept your breath still and silent even though your heart felt the urge of stopping now. You were so scared, scared to be found in the room, you couldn't imagine what would happen next if they found you in the middle of attempting to escape. You could hear them both argue- they're muffled voices growing louder and louder, then you sensed that they started to search around. It was silent- they didn't seem to fully check your room, you mentally sighed in relief but you couldn't just celebrate this early. You slowly peeked out of the closet- your eyes flickering from left to right, they weren't here so you carefully opened the door and landed down on the floor with your bare feet.

The door to your room was open, you peeked out to see no one in sight, you slowly walked to the hallway silently- your ears were fully on aware for any sound. You reached the stairs and quickly went down- surprisingly yet again no one in sight. Your eyes scanned the whole room but suddenly you heard a familiar voice shouting, thankfully from your training you were fast- you reacted quickly to the voice and hid behind the stairs. 

"Y/NNNNN! Where are youuu?!" The voice you recognize was Joseph's. Your breath was shaking- you were nervous. Have they checked this spot already? Hopefully they did. 

The two males were furious and desperate to find you, they went all searching around immediately after not seeing you in your room- they had thought you already left, but they had a bit of hope that they think you're still here. How smart were they? 

"Y/N Stop playing games and come out!" Another familiar voice you heard, it was Caesar's. Shit, now there's two of them in one room searching for you. You turned your head around to look for something to be a useful escape, but when you turned around you were surprised to be face to face with a hidden door- no doorknob, it was just a simple push.

You looked inside to see there was a chest, a large fitted chest that perfectly fitted the space. You looked inside the chest to see if there was anything inside- to your surprise there wasn't, without any further you hid yourself inside the chest and closed it.

Though you did two mistakes.

One, you left your suitcase near outside from where you're hiding, two- out from all your panic- you did hide successfully, but you forgotten that the door had no door knob, you didn't close it.

It was a long moment of silence- you didn't hear their voices anymore, but in the middle of the silence you heard footsteps- two pair of footsteps coming closer, your chest felt tight, it was getting hard to breathe inside. The footsteps then stopped- it stopped somewhere near you.

You squinted your eyes- hoping this chest wasn't suspicious, but the chest lid opened- revealing bright light and two dark figures standing above you, their faces being the two males you feared. You were found.

"Well there you are! What are you doing here darling?" Joseph smiled and picked you under your arms to raise you up. You looked at him with a terrified expression- you felt like crying right now, "Aw don't cry, what's wrong? Did someone hurt you- tell me!" Joseph wiped the tears falling down from your face.

"Seems like we're done with your little game darling." Caesar elegantly raised your chin high to look at him eye to eye.

"We found you."

[yanderememes]

joseph at some point with his darling, probably

joseph: darling, stop hate criming me

darling: refusing to kiss you isn't a hate crime

joseph: wELL I HATED IT!!!

(joke creds to the office; i just feel like it's something he would say)

NOOOO CUZ THIS IS ACTUALLY JOSEPH WTF ☠️😭😭

He'll pout and call darling a meanie for hurting his feelings. How he's a sensitive and fragile man and how his heart breaks because of how mean darling is to him LOL

Joseph is the drama king so he might act like he's fainting or some shit 🤣

And then darling just gives him this:

[dollface-yandere]

🤍┊dollface-yandere masterlist

LAST UPDATED - 01.17.23

phantom blood┊🩸

- none yet!

battle tendency┊✈️

- none yet!

stardust crusaders┊🎰

- none yet!

diamond is unbreakable┊💎

- none yet!

golden wind┊🔆

- none yet!

stone ocean┊🌊

"piss off your parents." || yan!narciso anasui/reader

steel ball run┊🏇

"only one bed?" || yan!diego brando/reader

i apologize deeply; i don't write for jojolion yet!

[lemon-muncher]

Masterlist

My Hero Academia

BakuDeku x Male Reader: Toys and Machines

BakuDeku x Male Reader: Instructions

Yandere Deku x Male Reader

Deku x Male Reader: Dom/Sub Roles

Deku x Male Reader: Vanilla

Deku x Male Reader: Thigh Riding

Bakugou x Male Reader: Shibari

Bakugou x Male Reader: Ass Smacking

Bakugou x Male Reader: Thigh Riding

Bakugou x Male Reader: Masochism

FtM Kirishima x Male Reader: Soft Domming

KiriBaku Headcanaon

KiriBaku x Fem Reader: Mommy/Daddy Kink

DekuTodoKami Headcanon

Todoroki x Male Reader: Exhibitionism

Tamaki Amajiki: Pegging Headcanon

Tamaki Amajiki x Fem Reader: Punishment

Hawks: Pegging Headcanon

Kaminari x Male Reader: Masochism

Shigaraki x Male Reader: Insecurities

Haikyuu

Sugawara x G.N. Reader (Fluff)

Kageyama x Male Reader: Remembering (Part 1)

KageHina x Male Reader: Remembering (Part 2)

Demon Slayer

Tanjirou x Male Reader: Exhibitionism

Tomioka x Fem Reader: Apologies (Angst/Fluff)

Douma x Male Reader: Masochism

One Piece

Sanji x Male Reader: Punishment (Part 1)

Sanji x Male Reader: Punishment (Part 2)

Sanji x Male Reader: Punishment (Part 3)

Luffy x Male Reader: Thirsty

Zoro x Male Reader: Shibari

Ace x Fem Reader Headcanon

Zoro x Male Reader x Luffy: Threesome

Jujutsu Kaisen

Megumi x Male Reader: Exhibitionism

Megumi x Male Reader: Summoning

Megumi Headcanon

Inumaki x Male Reader: Breeding

Inumaki x Male Reader Headcanons

Gojo x Male Reader: Voice Mail

Blue Exorcist

Rin Okumura x Male Reader: Somnophilia

Rin Okumura x Male Reader: Roleplay

Rin Okumura x Male Reader: Masochism

Rin Okumura x Male Reader: Tail Play

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Jospeh x Male Reader: Remembering

Mista x G.N. Reader: Fingering

Josuke x Yandere Reader

Bucciarati x Male Reader: Exhibitionism

Chainsaw Man

Denji x Male Reader: Sex Tapes

Denji x Male Reader: Exhibitionism

Denji x Male Reader: Wax Play

Denji x Male Reader: Puppy Play

Denji x Fem Reader: Feminization

Denji x G.N. Reader: Public Vibrator

Aki Hayakawa x Male Reader: Wax Play

Hunter x Hunter

Feitan Portor x Male Reader Headcanon

Feitan Portor x Male Reader: Masochism

Feitan Portor x Bad at Cooking!Reader

Feitan Portor x Male Reader: Blood

Shalnark Headcanon

[thornybubbles]

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

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

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

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

But now…

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

You did not hesitate to give him an answer. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

His mocking smile became a vicious sneer. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You responded by bombarding him with questions. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He motioned for you to follow him. 

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

Did he mean? 

Your heart soared. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Santana silenced them both with a rumbling snarl. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Santana… please understand…” you began. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Santana looked down at you with a skeptical expression. 

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

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

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

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

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

At that, Santana’s hostility faded significantly. 

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

You nodded, giving him a slight smile. 

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

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

“As your prisoners?” Santana suggested cynically. 

Speedwagon scoffed at the idea. 

“Not at all.” he said. 

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

“Test subjects?” he said. 

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

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

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

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

-----

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

Indoor plumbing was also nice. 

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

You were just happy that he had made a friend. 

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

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

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

How you wished things had turned out differently. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You turned your gaze to JoJo’s memorial. 

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

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

“JOJO!” you cried. 

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

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

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

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

“Suzie Q?” you questioned.

You had no idea who that was. 

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

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

JoJo scoffed. 

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

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

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

JoJo chuckled. 

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

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

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

One of his hands felt strange. 

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

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

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

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

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

He sent another uncomfortable glance toward the memorials. 

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

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

“Follow me.” you said. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You gave JoJo a solemn look. 

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

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

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

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

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

You smiled at him. 

“Thank you, JoJo.” you said. 

JoJo looked up at you. 

“For what?” 

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

“No, I was,” he said. 

You gave him a questioning look. 

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

You chuckled at him and he smiled sheepishly. 

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

“What is he doing here?” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

JoJo gave you an insulted look. 

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

You raised your hands in a placating gesture. 

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

JoJo huffed but didn’t protest anymore. 

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

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

You shook your head. 

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

JoJo looked confused. 

“Why’s that?” he asked. 

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

JoJo sighed. 

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

------

1988

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yelping, he wrenched his arm from your grasp. 

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

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

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

“A friend.” you said simply. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Joseph nodded in approval, letting out a sigh. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Traitor. 

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

“You brought Santana?!” he cried. 

You huffed. 

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

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

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

“Santana!” you called out to him. 

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

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

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

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

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

Kakyoin sidled up to him. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kakyoin merely grinned. 

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

[sl33paholics]

    ── sl33paholics masterlistᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

JoJo's Biazare Adventure

Phantom Blood

Jonathan Joestar: ☪︎

Dio Brando: ☪︎

Battle Tendency

Joseph Joestar: ☪︎

Stardust Crusaders

Muhammad Avdol: ☪︎

Noriaki Kakyoin: ☪︎

Jean Pierre-Polnareff:

Diamond Is Unbreakable

Josuke Higashikata: ☪︎ | ☪︎

Okuyasu Nijimura: ☪︎

Old Joseph Joestar: ☪︎

Jotaro Kujo: ☪︎ | ☪︎

Golden Wind

Ghiaccio: ☪︎

[popawritter12]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It will be called

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

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

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

Let's start with the soft.

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

League of Legends

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

Kengan Ashura

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

Stardew Valley

Krobus, Willy, Linus.

Team Fortress 2

Engineer.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

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

Part 2: Smokey, Wamu.

Part 3: Joseph Joestar

Part 4: Tonio, Reimi Sugimoto, Koichi,

Part 5: Doppio.

Part 6: Foo Fighters

Part 7:Lucy Steel.

Demon Slayer

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

TMNT: MM

Mikey (<3) April.

Mortal Kombat 1

Liu Kang, Geras, Smoke, Baraka, Asharh,

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

BladeWolf.

Thinks it is important only in sex

League of Legends

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

Kengan Ashura

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

Stardew Valley

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

Team Fortress 2

Heavy, Scout, Soldier and Spy.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 2: Lisa Lisa, Joseph Joestar,

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

Part 4: Shigechi, Jotaro, Okuyasu.

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

Part 6: Hermes, Weather Report.

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

Demon Slayer

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

TMNT MM

Leonardo and Donatello.

Mortal Kombat 1

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

Metal Gear Rising

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

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

League of Legends

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

Kengan Ashura

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

Stardew Valley

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

Team Fortress 2

Demoman and Sniper.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Straizo.

Part 2: Stroheim, Esidisi. Caesar Zeppelin

Part 3: Polnareff, Jotaro, Vanilla Ice.

Part 4: Josuke, Yuya Fungami, Rohan,

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

Part 6: Anasui, Jolyne, Pucci.

Part 7: Dio, Jhonny Joestar.

Demon Slayer

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

TMNTMM

Raphael.

Mortal Kombat 1

Kitana, Mileena, Kuai Liang and Rain.

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

Sundower, Moonson.

Is not interested in your consent

League of Legends

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

Kengan Ashura

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

Stardew Valley

Mr. Qi and Morris.

Team Fortress 2

Medic.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Dio .

Part 2: Kars.

Part 3: Dio, Mariah, D'Arby,

Part 4: Yoshikage Kira, Yukako, Akira Otoishi,

Part 5: Cioccolata, Melone, Formaggio, Illuso.

Demon Slayer

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

TMNTMM

(none)

Mortal Kombat 1

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

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

Mistral

Don't know the concept of consent

League of Legends

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

Kengan Ashura

(none)

Stardew Valley

(none)

Team Fortress 2

(none)

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 2: Santana.

Part 4: Mikitaka.

Part 5:Secco.

Demon Slayer

Inosuke,

TMNTMM

(none)

Mortal Kombat 1

(none)

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CON ESTO TERMINAMOS

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

/ english

WITH THIS WE END

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

[bluetooththereptile]

Master list

Jojo Bizarre Adventure:

The failed negotiation (Fem reader x Acdc)

Under the balcony (Joseph joestar x reader)

His muse (Yandere phantom of the Opera Jotaro kujo x fem reader)

A heart's guardian (Angel Jotaro kujo x reader)

DC:

Multi family stuff:

Sea of tears (Potential yanderes Bruce Wayne, Lex Luthor and Ra's Al Ghul x fem reader) (vampire au) routes and choices : (1) (2) (3) (4)

1. Beloved (Yandere werewolf Clark Kent x fem reader) (vampire au)

2. The Apprentice ( Yandere dampier Lex Luthor x fem reader) (vampire au)

3. The Blessed one (Yandere vampire Ra's Al Ghul x fem reader)

4. Black Rose (Yandere vampire bat family x pregnant fem reader) (vampire au)

Batfamily:

His mother (Yandere Damain wayne x Naga reader x yandere Bruce wayne)

His mother (part 2) (Yandere Damain wayne x Naga reader x yandere Bruce wayne)

Being a Wayne (Yandere batfamily x male reader)

Being a Wayne (part 2) (Yandere batfamily x male reader)

Unwanted embrace (Neglected bat-family member x yandere Bruce wayne)

Unwanted embrace (part 2) (Neglected bat-family member x yandere bat family)

Unwanted embrace (part 3) (Neglected bat-family member x yandere bat family)

Unwanted embrace (part 4) (Neglected bat-family member x yandere bat family)

Our little secret (Yandere Alfred Pennyworth x batmom reader)

Unneeded embrace (Yandere batfamily x ex-family member pregnant reader)

Unneeded embrace (part 2) (Yandere batfamily x Now family memebr pregnant reader)

The moth and candle (Yandere Damian Wayne x fem reader x yandere Bruce Wayne)

The heir (Yandere Thomas Wayne x male reader x potential yandere Bruce Wayne)

Father in law (Potential yandere Bruce Wayne x reader)

Father in law (part 2) (Yandere Bruce Wayne x reader)

Black Robin (Yandere Tim Drake x Twin brother reader x yandere Bruce Wayne)

Crimson Bride (Yandere Damian Wayne x Twin sister reader)

Bat-mom series:

Super family:

Unwelcomed embrace (Yandere super-family x neglected reader)

Unwelcomed embrace (part 2) (Yandere super-family x neglected reader)

Super-mom series:

[yanderes-galore]

Yandere! JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Masterlist

(Parts 1-8 + Games)

Part 1 - Phantom Blood

Yandere! Jonathan Joestar Concept (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Yandere! Platonic! Jonathan Joestar with Childhood Friend! Darling (Platonic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Part 2 - Battle Tendency

Yandere! Part 2! Speedwagon Prompts 6 + 8 (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Part 3 - Stardust Crusaders

Yandere Alphabet - Jotaro Kujo (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Yandere! Noriaki Kakyoin Concept (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Yandere! DIO with Minion! Darling (Romantic/Platonic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Yandere! DIO with Joestar! Darling (Platonic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Part 4 - Diamond is Unbreakable

Yandere! Okuyasu Nijimura Concept (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Yandere! Yoshikage Kira Concept (Ft. Killer Queen) (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Part 5 - Vento Aureo/Golden Wind

Yandere! Narancia Prompts 3 + 10 (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Yandere! Narancia Ghirga Concept (Romantic/Platonic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Yandere! Dragon Rider AU! Diavolo with Dragon Rider! Darling (Romantic (Diavolo)/Platonic (King Crimson)) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Yandere! Diavolo Concept (FT. Doppio) (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Yandere! Guido Mista Concept (Romantic/Platonic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Yandere! Diavolo with La Squadra! Darling (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Yandere Alphabet - Diavolo (FT. Doppio) (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Part 7 - Steel Ball Run

Yandere! Johnny Joestar Concept (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Part 9 - JoJoLands

Midnight Revelations - Yandere! Dragona Joestar Short (Platonic -> Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]