#yandere jolyne

[ophelian-darling]

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬.

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

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

TW : Obsession, delusional thoughts, verbal abuse.

enjoy ♡

𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫:

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

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

- You mean nothing to me.

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

𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 :

♡ : I like you , you're awesome!

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

- We're done.

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

𝐉𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐊𝐮𝐣𝐨 :

♡ : I'm always by your side. 

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

- Nobody loves you, not even me.

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

𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐚 :

♡ : You're cute! I like your hair!

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

- Look at you, pathetic and ugly.

Huh?! 

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

𝐆𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐨 𝐆𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 :

♡ : You mean the world to me.

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

- You're a monster. 

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

𝐉𝐨𝐥𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐂𝐮𝐣𝐨𝐡 :

♡ : Good Girl! 

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

- How annoying you are. 

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

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

[yanderememes]

How will yandere jojos react if their darling is super attractive and popular? Like the darling got hit on almost every single day. Jealous yanderes are the best!

I love me some jelly yanderes~

Jonathan

Joseph

Jotaro

Credit: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P6UxA6NQ4YQ&ab_channel=Neverland

Josuke

Giorno

Jolyne

Johnny

[animeyanderelover]

I'm no professional so keep that in mind when reading this.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusion, clinginess, overprotective behavior, paranoia, delusion, abduction, murder, ptsd, abuse, depression, trauma, torture, isolation

Don't touch me!

Jonathan Joestar

💍 He's just shattered when he finds out about the traumatic events that his s/o had to go through and he will guarantee that their uncle will be sued and properly punished for his actions if he has gotten away with it so far. Since you are Jonathan's darling and he comes from a wealthy family, it's definitely going to be a big deal that someone traumatized his lover and partner and the normally kind soul can't help but turn a tad bit cold when your uncle gets thrown into prison and stripped of all his rights. It's justice for his darling after all. Jonathan wants to help his darling, he has no bad intentions but the problem is that he's just so overbearing, protective and very touchy so he finds it a bit difficult at times, although he refrains from touching you in order to not trigger any flashbacks and risk any strong emotional or physical responses of panic or fear from you. He calls for a professional, he genuinely wants to help his darling in any way he can. With touching as a sign of affection out of the way, he resorts to spoiling them with presents and gifts and gets them about anything they ask for since the poor guy just wants to see you happy. Seeing you sad kills him a bit on the inside.

Lisa Lisa

💌 Her possessive and overprotective side definitely cracks up a few notches when she successfully finds out what has happened to you in your past. She has already lost her husband George so she would be especially attentive to you and she is pretty perceptive so it takes only short to realize your clear fear of men and being touched by them. Either you tell her, although she won't force you if she realizes that it's tough for you, or your family but in either case, Lisa Lisa will find out one way or another, she can't ignore this when it involves you. She's terrifying when she's angry as she's as icy as the coldest winter and she will definitely deal with your uncle and have a word with him to ensure that he will never appear in your life again. Without a doubt she's a bit paranoid for your safety and mental well-being so she brings you with her to her island for safety reasons, as she likes to tell you. It enables her to keep a better eye on you and she can also convince you that besides Loggins and Messina, who are loyal to he, there are no other men there and that Suzie Q will attend to all of your needs. She's noticably softer with you and more careful whenever she approaches the subject of your trauma.

Mariah

🪙She uses her darling's trauma totally to her own advantage as she is delighted to realize that she has an advantage since she is a woman and can successfully convince you to isolate yourself more due to your dislike and fear of being touched by men. Obviously she still stays with you, you can't be all alone without her by your side after all. Regarding that scumbag of your uncle, she just takes matters into her own hands and just gets rid of him because that vile thing touched and hurt her darling. She's a bit of a sadist when it comes to her torturing her victims, she'll definitely torture your uncle in the last moments of his life before she kills him with her Stand. Mariah is very sweet to her darling to lure them successfully to her side, she'll probably convince them into staying with her all the time and not going outside without her. There isn't a big interest in helping you living with your PTSD but only as long as it doesn't affect her own love life with you. The woman is quite touchy herself after all and whilst she is no man and thinks that by that logic you won't mind her touch, she'll be very visibly agitated and upset if you react negatively to her touches as well.

Higashikata Josuke

💎 Josuke is very problematic simply because he turns very moody and aggressive when he realizes what the problem is and why you always react so skittish and frightened when he tries to touch you affectionately. Don't get him wrong, he isn't mad with you. He's furious with your uncle and that that that asshole dared to do such things to you and Crazy Diamond will break and fix that man surely again and again until he's not recognizable anymore, only then will Josuke's anger cool down a tad bit. Josuke just has so much love to give his darling, he's a teenager infatuated and being unable to express his love via touches, one of his main love languages, is just killing him on the inside. He's frustrated and that frustration just builds and builds inside of him and explodes out of him at unpredictable times so his friends and close acquaintances are more careful around him as one small thing can set the boy off. He's still very clingy and follows you around, often without you being aware of it as he just wants to be with you somehow. He tries to be as supportive as he can be though, buys you snacks and drinks and he hopes for your therapist that they can help you.

Bruno Bucciarati

🤐 Bucciarati is going to be very intrusive, even if it's an invasion of your privacy. It would be troublesome if you'd dislike him and hate his touches as much but due to his observations he realizes that this is the norm with all men you encounter in your life which leads him to the conclusion that there is most likely a deeper problem here. If it's concerning your well-being, no matter if physical or mental, Bruno prioritises it over your own privacy. So he either uses his connections as a mobster or he charms you or your family into telling him what has happened to you, he can be very convincing after all and he's very adored by people in general for his helpful and trustworthy personality. He's livid but keeps himself well composed, his pursed lips the only sign of his wrath. Your uncle will be without a shred of doubt be properly punished with his limbs detached from his body, Bruno will see it through that he can never see you again. Very supportive, he will even take over the costs of your treatment, although he also expects you to not skip any meetings. He stays patient otherwise for now, aware that forcing you into anything would only worsen your condition.

Cujoh Jolyne

🪢 Men can be pretty shitty, she speaks from experiences with her own ex-boyfriend and to a certain extent also her own father but the anger and resentment she might still hold against those two doesn't even compare to the unmatched wrath she feels when she discovers what your own uncle did to you. If she wouldn't be in prison, she'd pummel the living crap out of that vile man. If she isn't imprisoned though, not even the best of luck would help your uncle as she beats him down mercilessly with her Stand and her own fists. Jolyne grows significantly more clingy after that and always stays close to you. She's pretty protective but especially if she knows that her darling has had bad experiences with something or someone so she's always on guard around man and if one of them touches you despite your protests, she instantly goes into attack mode. Part of her knows that she shouldn't, but if your PTSD causes you to stick closer to her since she's a woman, she'd really enjoy that a lot. Differently from Mariah though, she understands that you need professional help so that your trauma doesn't interfere with your daily life. But there's no need to rush things, right?

[bygiornogiovanna]

Idea. Yandere Jolyne x male reader who's Kakyoin's son and are childhood friends and they also have a daughter together who is still a newborn. But he leaves Jolyne as he doesn't trust her with there daughter. But Jolyne finds them and says "Yare Yare Dawa. I don't want to leave her family like my old man did to me and my mom." And takes reader away. Also this is in 2017 5 years after part 6 ended and Kakyoin dies to Pucci so Pucci would die to Jotaro so Kakyoin's son is also still depressed about his dad's death which is why him and Jolyne hook up to try and make him happy but it doesn't work. Just wanted to clarify that. So seems like a lot to work with but I think you can something good out of this.

This is an interesting idea. I like it. Let's see how well I can do. First time writing a x male fic, i think.

Tell me if i missed any detail! (I hope I didn't lol)

happy (almost) 500 followers!

apologize it took so long.

Won't get away

(Yandere! Jolyne x Male reader)

It all started 5 years ago.

Jotaro and Kakyoin, as well as their children, were fighting against the priest that tried to finish what Dio started.

It was a tough fight, the time speeding so fast was confusing. Weeks passed with every minute and they had no time to waste. If they didn't stop Pucci, Dio's dream would come true.

"Emerald Splash!" Kakyoin screamed, directing his Hierophant Green in attempt to distract Pucci, who was getting awfully close to Jolyne. It worked, the priest's attention now on him, creating the perfect bait for the start of their plan.

"Star Platinum! The World!" Jotaro yelled and time stopped. Nothing was moving anymore, but Jotaro knew he had only a few seconds to do something or the battle would be over. He had to move and do something, anything now.

7 seconds left.

Before he could reach Pucci and snap his neck, Jotaro noticed something horrifying.

Both Kakyoin and Jolyne were in danger.

Kakyoin was surrounded by hundreds of knives that would stab his insides the very second time would start again. Exactly the same position he was in 23 years ago, when he battled Dio.

5 seconds left.

And his daughter had Pucci right beside her, his fist an inch away from piercing her stomach.

For the first time in his life, Jotaro was terrified.

Life put him in the position of choosing whether to save his life-long bestfriend, taking the risk of ending the world or save his daughter and bring this hell to an end.

His heart was racing in his chest, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.

4 seconds left.

His eyes darted to Kakyoin, all the memories of what they went through flashing in his mind.

They moved to his son, who was standing there frozen as everyone else. He would hate him forever.

3 seconds left.

You can't do good without sacrifices.

He learned that long ago, after losing two of his other friends.

With pain in his heart, Jotaro made his decision. He dashed to Pucci and pushed him away from Jolyne, his punches letting all his fury out.

"Time starts moving again." He whispered and everything resumed. The injured priest was thrown away at an insane speed, landing straight into a building with a fatal injury.

At the same time, Kakyoin was pierced by the knifes, falling helplessly onto the ground. As soon as Jolyne realised what happened, she called out her stand into an useless attempt of saving the red haired man.

However, it was too late.

Both Kakyoin and Pucci died, proof being the disappearance of their stands. Time moved at a normal speed again, minutes passing correctly, while the emeralds left by Noriaki vanished.

"Dad!" An awful scream made its way out of your lungs, tears flooding your eyes at the realization. You ran to your father's lifeless body, shaking him. "Please, dad, no! Don't leave me too!"

Jotaro felt his usually stoic heart crumble into pieces at the sound so he looked in other direction, far away to the ocean. His breathing was heavy, both because of the injuries and the guilt he felt.

There was nothing he could do anymore.

Ever since that day, you fell into a sever depression. You were constantly thinking about your father and why did the universe decide it should take him from you.

You couldn't blame Jotaro for choosing to save the world over saving your father. It was the right decision. But you also couldn't get over the fact that the only person you had left disappeared.

You looked like a mess every day and even if you had a job, you couldn't say your life was good. Your only social contact outside your work zone was Jolyne and you honestly couldn't say it was good.

Her emerald eyes were a constant reminder of your dad's stand, which made your heart break every time.

Jolyne was desperate. She had no clue what to do with you. Most considered you were a lost cause, but she didn't want to give up on you. She refused to. You two grew up togheter, she could not give you up.

It broke her heart. Seeing you like this made her want to cry out.

She tried talking you into therapy, but you refused to cooperate.

"Come on, it's been years, Y/N. You have to stop drinking your pain away, you are ruining yourself! Your dad would hate seeing you like this!" she said, shaking you. When you were not at work, you would drown yourself in alcohol, being your only escape.

"Stop."

"It's true! Mr. Noriaki would hate seeing how you destroy yourself every day, he-" she wanted to scold you again, but you suddenly yelled–

"Stop talking about him as if you know anything! It's only your fault anyway!"

Jolyne took a step back at your outburst. She knew you didn't mean it, but with the way your eyes held a deep hatred...Her heart ache.

"Yare yare dawa..." she shook her head, biting the inner part of her lip anxiously. You took drunk steps towards her, your much taller frame covering hers. "You have no idea what you're saying, let's get you to bed." the girl murmured, going to take your hand but you jerked away from her, almost falling before you were able to brace yourself.

"I'm t-tired of everyone acting like the-y kn...knew my father! I'm the only one th-at " you stumbled upon your words. "I'm just f-fine with how I live."

"Whatever you say." she took your arm successfully this time and dragged you to your room. You were trying to get away from her grip, but she refused to let go, throwing you onto the bed easily because of your drunk self.

The next day, you couldn't remember anything from that night. The only thing you remembered was that her lips met yours to shut you up and, from then...Blank. Everything was blank.

When you opened your eyes, you certainly didn't expect to see Jolyne laying next to you....naked. You looked around the room, the bright light burning your eyes. This was your room, there was no doubt. So why was Jolyne naked?

You knew she had a habit to sleep in her lingerie, but that didn't explain why you were also naked. It couldn't be that, could it?

However, the ache on your broad shoulders going all the way to your lower back, the way her neck was covered in small bite marks and hickeys, along with the ripped sheets beneath her, proved you wrong. That it could be.

You and your childhood best friend, Jolyne Cujoh, just had sex. And from the unseenable condom, it was unprotected.

No words were spoken between the two of you as Jolyne muttered a small 'Yare yare dawa' when she first got up. And she just left in silence, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

Even if it wasn't the right thing to do, you completely cut off every single way she could contact you. Blocking her number and all of her social medias, even her father's and her friends', you even went as far as changing the locks in your home, you ignored her existence as if she never existed in the first place. Not even knowing about the growing baby in her belly.

And, that didn't go unnoticed by the young female.

The woman wasn't patient as this trait didn't run in her family. She tried everything, even broke into your home, which almost made you get you a restraining order.

That, until you saw the loose skin on her belly, decorated with stretch marks. Which could indicate only one thing. A previous pregnancy.

"Where is the child, Jolyne?" you asked coldly as the woman glared at you with bright green eyes.

"She is in the car with Ermes. Now, you will come with me, get your life back together and raise that damn child!" she hissed at you with a stern and determinated look on her face.

"No. The child comes with me, I don't trust you with her. Not after what ha-" you were about to say but suddenly, a bright blue string wrapped around your mouth multiple times, shutting you up.

"Don't you dare finish that fucking sentence. Don't blame my father for your father's death." Jolyne spoke angrily with a twisted look in her eyes.

You whined in protest, summoning your stand to try and fight back but the string around your mouth only tightened. She was undeniably stronger than you so you retreated your stand immediately.

"Yare yare dawa..." she clicked her tongue annoyed. "I don't want her to have an incomplete family as I did. You won't leave like my old man did to me. Under no circumstances will I allow that." the crazy tone that lingered in her voice made you shiver as you never saw Jolyne so determined.

"You will be with me. End of the discussion. Willingly or not, you are mine."

And after that, everything went blank.

[dilfartist]

Mine, and mine alone

Pairing; Corpse bride Jolyne x reader

TW; death, cheating, forced marriages, yandere themes, homophobia mentioned, religion mentioned, age gap mentioned, NSFW mentioned a couple of times.

Word count: 4.5K

A/n; So sorry this took me a long time! I was hoping all the requests would be finished during Halloween, but I procrastinated and wanted at least on fic to be released in October. So sorry in advance if it seems rushed

You never understood why playing chess was such a complicated task for you. 

The black queen is raised aloft off the chessboard. Your eyes skim the chessboard, searching for its rightful place to claim your win against your opponent. Your opponent -also known as the head butler of the estate- Richard, observed quietly, eyes following your hand that clasped the chest piece. A sensation of frustration grows by the minute, the sound of the fire crackling from the fire pit overwhelming you, interrupting your concentration. 

Richard shakes his head, chuckling. “Chess is a game of skill; the game isn't for everyone, Mrs.L/n,” Richard says, his thin lips forming into a soft smile. 

Richard shifts in his chair, extending his arm to reach for his teacup. “Chess is a game of skill.” Richard reminds you, just as he did a million times before you decided to play. “the game isn't for everyone, Mrs.L/n.” 

“Yes, I know, but what less is there to do?” you whine. “I've already read all the interesting books in the library. There isn't much for me to do outside. And my soon-to-be husband is rarely home. I want nothing more than to go back to my hometown. I now despise the luxuries you once prayed to have.” 

Not too long ago, you lived in a small town near a giant forest. You lived in poverty all your life; your parents struggled to keep food on the table or even a roof over your head. You remember wishing on many stars, praying to whoever listened to grant you the wish to live in riches, and not worrying about how your parents would pay the overdue rent. A life where you could relax. However, if obtaining your wish meant you’d have to be married to a selfish man, then you’d happily throw away your dreams. 

(You recall the event vividly; Resting your head against the carriage window, you watched as the autumn-colored trees grew in number. The words ‘wouldn't take long’ were nothing but a lie; it felt like an eternity since you’d left the city. You're growing tired of sitting in one spot. Growing tired of the many bumps on the route, the coachmen decided to use. Weary of taking naps, hoping to pass the time. 

A fuzzy sensation in your warning you that the next nap will cost you a headache. 

Your eyes glance at your mother, sitting across from you. She quietly reads a novel she brought along. You, yourself, would have taken something on the ride if it weren't for the fact your mother rushed you into the carriage with no explanation. 

Then again, you should have known what she was up to when you saw her with one of the only gowns she owns, telling you to dress in one of the fanciest dresses she’d purchased you the week prior; A seafoam green gown accompanied by a pair of long white gloves. Your lips form into a deep grimace. You look back to the window. 

You’ve always dreamed of a life of luxury. Growing up struggling, all you could do was fantasize about the day you would live in riches, not having to worry about how your parents would pay the overdue rent. A life where you could relax. 

However, if obtaining your wish meant you’d have to be married to a selfish man, then you’d happily throw away your dreams.

You hear paper folding, then a loud sigh fleeing your mother. “Stop with the grumpy face, Y/n. You know this is for the family. You know doing this will lead us all to a better life.” She chastised in a mumble, sending you a glare. 

You shift in your seat, looking down at your hands. “Why does it have to be me?” you started. “Why can't you marry the old man?” 

Your mother clicks her tongue, “how many times do I have to tell you he is attracted to younger women? I'm far too old for him.” 

Your head snaps in your mother’s direction, hands bawling. “I can't believe you're doing this, mom! You don't even care about my feelings. You’re just selling me off to some pervert. And for what? A couple of thousand? Do I not matter to you?” you’re nearly in tears, breathing unsteadily, biting your lower lip to keep yourself from cursing.

Your mother snaps her fingers at you, “Don't raise your voice at me! Don't forget who you’re talking to!” you turn your head back to the window. “We need the money, Y/n. I don't want to do this either, but we have no choice.” 

You slumped back in your seat: starting an Altercation would get you nowhere. Your mother’s mind never changes. 

Placing her novel to the side, Your mother uncrosses her legs, inching closer to you. She takes your hands into her, starting deep into your eyes. Your eyes meet with your mother’s pity-filled orbs. “I promise, once we have all the money needed, we will come to get you.” 

You close your eyes, feeling your body shaking against your mother’s motionlessly still hands. You can't find your voice, so you nod your head. You pray silently to any god listening for her to keep her promise. She leans back, returning to her novel.

The rest of the carriage ride was silent, no one uttering anything. You proceeded with staring out the window while your mother continued reading. 

You notice the change in the panorama outside of the window. The trees lessened in number until there were none in sight. A vast sybaritic manor appeared, an enormous river beside it, no plant life besides grass

The carriage slows, then comes to a cessation. The carriage door on the right side squeaks open, and an emaciated man stands holding it open, greeting you with a welcoming smile. “Mrs. L/n, we have arrived to master Beckwith's manor.” The butler assists you both out of the carriage to the entrance of the manor. 

You step out onto the stoned road, placing on your white sun hat to protect your eyes from the blinding sun. It hasn't even been five minutes, yet your skin is trickling with sweat. “Geez, it's hot out here!” The butler chuckles slightly, “Well, that's the Florida heat for you. You’re going to have to get used to it out here. Especially during the night.” 

The front doors of the manor push open, and a middle-aged man walks out. The man models a fancy white suit with slicked-back brunette-colored hair with strands of grey in the front of his hairline. “Ah, Mrs. L/n. Sorry if I've kept you ladies waiting. I had some unexpected business to attend to,” he announces with a husky southern accent. 

The man approaches your mother first, greeting her with a kiss on each cheek, then he turns his attention to you, a smile stretching on his face revealing a yellow-crooked smile. “And you are supposed to be my bride-to-be? You’re more beautiful in person!” his callused hand grabs yours, raising the back of your hand to his lips, and he places a gentle kiss. “I will cherish you forever, my dear.”)

Living with John wasn't the nightmare you had expected it to be. In the mornings, you awake in a lonely bed. John usually awakes at the crack of dawn to ride into town for business purposes. The servants serve you a decent breakfast, giving you thirty minutes to eat, then it's off to training. 

John hired a woman named Gwendolyn to teach you the etiquette of a rich wife. Gwendolyn belonged to the Jones family; a wealthy family John worked along. Gwendolyn grew up taught what a woman was expected to do as a wife, and so she coveted you for being engaged to John. 

She made this fact clear as day by torturing you each session. Gwendolyn told John lies about you, she hit you multiple times with her ruler declaring you were intentionally messing up, and she announced to a room of John’s coworkers that you’d never become the wife John needed. 

Not only was she ruining your life, but she was also screwing your husband behind your back. You bet they were at it this very moment. It infuriated you. If John was committed to a young woman, why have an affair with a woman in her late twenties? 

You theorized, John only engaged with you because others thought highly of him. Gwendolyn was considered hideous to many people and John Not wanting to be a laughing stock, John selected you to be his bride. Though you had no feelings for John, your feelings were hurt. 

You slump back into your armchair, a grimace tugging on your lips. Leaning against the rose gold armchair, a huff of frustration escapes you. “Do you have anything, at all, that would entertain me?” 

Richard thought for a moment, a hand stroking his chin. Richards's eyes widen in what seemed to be a realization, “I've worked in this mansion for many years; perhaps, I have a story or two that might satisfy your boredom.” 

“Really?” you ask.

A cheeky smile blossoms on Richards's face, his excitement akin to a child on Christmas morning. Richard jubilantly rises from his chair, striding towards a dusty bookcase; His fingertip drags down the side of the bookcase until it finally halts at the letters J - M. Richard grabs, from what you can make out to be, a jewelry box. Richard inhales before blowing harshly on the jewelry box, blowing away all the dust. “There we go,” Richard mumbles, slowly approaching you. 

Richard sets the box in front of you; Richard shows off a ring of keys, holding a single tiny key, “If this story piques your interest, then I'll gladly tell you the story.” You share a look for a moment. Instinctively, your arm reaches for the key. 

Your eyes travel to the golden plate on top of the lock. Engraved on the golden plate is the name Jolyne Cujoh, written in cursive. Inserting the key, you unhurriedly twist it. The box unlocks ajar with a click. A breathtaking melody fades in as a butterfly a mixture of green and blue, twirls in the center of the box. 

In one of the cubbies, you grab a folded paper. Unfolding the paper, it showed a crinkled photograph of a gorgeous woman. You felt your cheeks flush drinking up her features. The woman, Jolyne, had a muscular physique, which you could only describe as a slim to athletic build. She wore her hair quite differently than most women; two sections of her hair were two different colors, the dark section of her hair in buns while the lighter part was braided or framed her face. The picture was a faded brown color, leading you to create your image of the real Jolyne. 

“What happened to her?” 

Richard lets out a long sigh, sauntering over to the chair across from yours. “She was a lovely woman, to say the least. You would have been the best of friends.” Richard smiles sadly. You felt your lips drop into a frown, “I see..” you spoke softly, “what happened to her. Is she dead?” 

Richard nods, picking up his teacup and blowing the heat. “I'm afraid so.“ 

Richard sips his tea then places it back on the table and proceeds with his story. “The Jisso family used to own this manor. They lived here for forty years till they decided to hand the property over to their son Romeo Jisso. Not much after Mr. Jisso met Mrs. Cujoh. She was like a love-sick puppy, following around everywhere, obeying his every command, looking for his praise. She truly was in love with him. Mr. Jisso proposed to her, a Dimond ring and all. Of course, she was over the moon and agreed almost instantly. There was no convincing that girl out of the relationship, for her fate was sealed. During the middle of the wedding, police came in unannounced and declared Jolyne was a murderer. Jolyne was innocent, yet her husband told the police otherwise.” 

Richards's eyebrows furrowed, the corners of his mouth tugging down to create a scowl. “Matter of fact, I watched Mr.Romeo murder the man in cold blood. Being the coward he was I wasn't surprised he accused someone else. Yet, I hadn't expected him to blame Jolyne. She died that night. They didn't even try to hear her side of the story, nor did they care to find evidence to prove her guilty.” 

“That bastard got what he had coming,” Richard said in a hushed-irate tone. You could barely hear him, even in a silent room.

“What happened to him.” 

“They found him dead with his tongue cut off. At first, I thought Mr.Jisso committed suicide. However, I knew one thing about Mr. Jisso; he was a coward. He’d never take his own life. It leads me to believe Jolyne-somehow some way- killed Mr.Jisso. There is no evidence to support my theory. It's merely a gut feeling. And in a way, I'm happy she had her revenge in the end.” 

The room fell mute, your eyes never leaving Richard’s. Richard’s lips upturned into his recognizable kind smile, “Here, I'm sure you’d love to explore her personal garden; wouldn't you?” Richard reached into his pants pocket, digging out what you assume to be the key.  

A fist enters your vision. Your eyes flicker from Richard to his closed fist. Your hands' cup together, moving underneath Richard’s; He gently places the frigid-metal key in your hand. 

Examining the key, you noticed the same blue and green butterfly from the jewelry box imprinted on the head of the key. 

Richard stands from his chair, gathering all the dirty dishes on the table. “Jolyne’s garden is located on the top of the hill behind the manor. Might take a while climbing up the giant hill, but I assure you it's worth your while.” Richard exits the room, leaving you to your thoughts. 

The conversation lingered in your mind the next day, interrupting many of your lessons with Gwendolyn. Much to her dismay. 

You mulled over exploring the garden or not. On one hand, you could do more than just sit around in the manor wasting the day away. On the other hand, you weren't too kind about the idea of exploring a dead woman's garden, especially since she was said to be behind the murder of her late husband. 

You sat in the library part of the manor, surrounded by dusty-ancient books. You stare off into the distance, staring at the hummingbirds outside the window, Instinctively

bouncing your left leg. You let out a bored huff. There truly wasn't anything for you to do. 

You know what, Fuck it. Nothing is more interesting than exploring a dead woman's past. 

You rushed out of the library, dashing up the stairs. Once you retrieved the key from your room, you placed on a light coat and grabbed a satchel hidden behind a rack of clothes in the closet beside the door. You left the manor, ignoring all of the maid's questions. 

You followed the path up the hill, walking at a brisk pace. The garden peeks from the edge of the hill, reflecting the sunlight off the glass walls. You finally reach the peak of the hill. The garden is coated in thick grime, covered in overlapping vines, and tangled over one another. No one has been here for a long time. 

Your fingers clasp the key in your bag. You insert the key inside the keyhole—the lock clicks. The door opens with a whine. The Interior of the garden is a dingy room surrounded by dead plants, wilted petals encircling the dead stems. A series of coughs discharge from your lips, the overwhelming smell of the plants too much for you. One particular thing you glimpsed in the corner caught your full attention; a rabble of blue butterflies with green tips on their wings. “Not every day you see that,” you mumble, passing into the garden.

Eyes skimming the room, you managed to more gain information about Jolyne’s character. 

She enjoyed the same music artist as you, a mound of records set next to an untouched record player. She enjoyed the romance genre in writing. She spent most of her time hanging out with two women, whom she titled her best friends. 

Deciding you had seen enough, turned to leave. However, your eyes caught sight of a book on the table beside the door. You approach the table, grabbing the book. You open the book and hold a chunk of pages, then let the pages slowly flutter by. It’s a Diary. Holding a deep interest in the diary, you pocket it, putting the diary in your satchel. 

The diary was quite the entertainment you were searching for, to spare your lethargy. 

Every entry she wrote was engaging- no, more like fun. You felt like you were having fun while reading. Jolyne somehow knew your humor, each page making you laugh to the point of tears pricking your eyes. 

Jolyne mainly wrote in dairy about her engagement, friends, and relationship with her father; and a massive amount of smutty thoughts. 

The next day, you revisited Jolyne's garden bringing along cleaning supplies. You groan slightly at the mess, eyes glancing back to the manor, considering possibly having one or two of the maids aid you in tidying up the place. "No, they already have too much on their plate. They'd hate me for assigning work they wouldn't be paid for." You chided yourself. 

In two hours, the garden looked untouched. Well, almost. Much to your surprise, the butterflies never left their spot. Adding a pleasing aesthetic to the room, you let them be. 

A Month passed by and you found yourself gaining an extreme liking to Jolyne. Not like a liking you'd have to a desert that you recently fancied and craved more of, no. The type of liking your lady friends describe when liking a man. 

No! A woman in love with another, that's a sin! You'd never love Jolyne, romantically. Or that's what you reminded yourself. 

If you were honest, even you knew your words were nothing but lies. You couldn't care anymore for John's affair, not even batting an eye when he and his mistress practically displayed their liaison to you. Your thoughts focused on Jolyne, and only Jolyne, during every part of your day. And shameful to say, you envisioned yourself as Jolyne's partner in many of her smut stories while your private time.

Fantasizing about her tongue dragging up and down your clit, teasing you by slowing her pace when she knew you were near your climax. You'd tug at her hair, whining for her to stop toying with you. Jolyne would chuckle lightly and fulfill your command.

John never had you hot and bothered the way she did: And even he started to notice you've started to drift from him, taking a fondness for someone different. And he wasn't a fan of this fact at all.

-

"Miss. L/N, you are late for dinner once again." Richard tisks in slight dissatisfaction, hanging the coat you shrugged off at the front door. You whirl around facing him with a guilt-ridden expression, "I'm sorry, Richard. I never pay attention to the time when I'm in the garden." 

Richard smiles, milling toward you, " I can assure you, I have no problem with you enjoying your time In the garden. I have a problem with it being pitch black and cold as ice when you walk back to the manor unsupervised." 

"I won't do it again, Richard." 

Richard hums in acknowledgment of your words, taking them with a grain of salt. "You hungry? The chef's made your favorite." Richard sang the last part playfully. 

"I thought something smelt good!" 

You follow the scent down the dining hall until you stop at the dining room entryway. The doors are closed, meaning Gwendolyn has joined you for dinner. Pressing your ear gently against the door, you hear muffled noises which hope to god aren't what you expect to be happening. Knocking twice and announcing your presence, you hear the shifting of chairs scraping against the hardwood floors and hushed giggles before John approves of your arrival, uttering a "come in!"

Opening the door, a handful of reactions ensued. John gazes at you with a completely deadpan countenance, chewing a bite of his stake. Gwendolyn seats beside your fiance, unable

to contain her humor, a smirk spread across her freckled cheeks. The smudge of her red lipstick and the lipstick stain on the collar of John's shirt answered your questions from before. The maids look down with a mixture of guilt and anger. 

You take your seat across the long table, quietly observing them. Your husband breaks the silence, "Ah, Y/n, my dear. You've finally joined dinner; we've been waiting for quite a while. Mind telling me where on earth you were?" 

"Same place as always, the garden." You answer, scooping dinner from the bowls in front of you. 

"Oh? Well, Gwendolyn says otherwise." Your husband replies nonchalantly. You glance up at John, noticing the way his grip compresses his glass. John was beyond pissed. What did she tell him?

Glowering at the pair from across the table, you placed the laid back on the table, ready to start a heated argument with how aggravated you were by their antics. “What evidence was given for you to believe her?”

John smiles, “she wouldn't lie to me.” 

Gwendolyn smirks, indulging in your fury. Her countenance morphs by putting on a faux disappointment. “Y/n, how could you cheat on your fiance?! Have you no shame?! Of course, you don't. Gold diggers like yourself only want one thing and it's money.” 

At this point, you were shaking with rage. Not only did she fuck your fiance behind your back, and make every day a living hell for you, but now she wanted to ruin your reputation. 

You could give less of a fuck about what she and John did or what she thought of you. Regardless, you weren't going to let her mess you any longer.

You snatched the ladle of the dinner table. Using all of your might, you swung the ladle back and hurled it toward Gwendolyn. The ladle hit her with a loud ‘thunk!’. Gwendolyn fell to the floor with a whimper, she cradled her eye, a stream of sniffles before bawling. 

John was quick to her aid, “Gwendolyn, are alright?!” he crouched to her level, examining her bruised face. 

Without any regrets, you vacated the dining room whilst everyone else's attention concentrated on Gwendolyn. The freezing night air whistled in your ears as you jogged up the hill, tears slipping down your cheeks. You trip over your feet a couple of times until you reach the top of the hill. You enter the garden, collapsing to the ground. 

You sobbed on the ground, your chest tightening enough to make it harder to breathe. No matter how much you wipe away the tears, they don't stop. 

“I wish I never fucking- came in the first place!” you cried, .between your words. In an act of frustration, you twist your engagement ring off of your ring finger. Clutching the Golden spiral, you chuck it against the ground. You sit down on the nearest chair, taking a moment to breathe.

It takes a couple of minutes, possibly thirty, for you to finally console your nerves. You stare at the floor blankly, numerous thoughts flowing through your mind all at once. All are questions of what comes next. What will happen when you return to the manor? Will he kick you out for good? Punish you? Call the authorities, or call off the engagement and find someone? 

Whatever fate had in store for you, you aren't ready to find out. 

The thought of running off with his money comes to mind. Not only would you be free of an unfaithful partner you hold no affection for, but you also needn't worry about finances. To set the plan into motion you needed to grab the ring; it most definitely held some valuability to it. 

Your eyes trail over to the spot you threw the ring. Unfortunately, the ring was nowhere in sight. The ring possibly bounced when hitting the floor. You arise from your seat, striding over to the corner with butterflies. Crouching to your knees, you waved your hand to shoo away the insects. The ring was hooked around something. What was it hooked around? You, yourself had no clue. 

Begrudgingly, you pinched the ring, slowly raising the ring off the object. Unexpectedly, a skinless hand wrapped around your arm holding an ironclad grip. An inhumane scream releases from your throat: your throat searing the longer you yowl.

What seems to be a corpse ascends from the earth, using your body to pull itself out of the soil its body was buried in. Using your left leg, you boot the corpse in the face, over and over till it frees you. You roll onto your abdomen, using your nails to dig into the wood, pushing yourself forward. "Don't be scared, baby!" A female voice coos, below you. 

You pay no mind to the voice, continuing to claw your way to the door. The yank on your hair prevents you from proceeding with your escape, the woman climbs to the top half of your body, her lips grazing the skin of your ear, "No need to be scared of your fiancée, now show me that pretty face of yours."

Disobeying her command, she used her hand to forcefully rotate her body. You went stiff; above you, a woman caged you with her arms, however, she wasn't normal. The woman's bluish tint skin felt icy against yours, her hair resembling Jolyne's only dirtier, the woman sported a wedding dress with butterfly patterns on the veil. 

"Recognize me?" The woman giggled, cold fingertip tracing your warm cheeks. 

"J-Jolyne?" You said breathlessly in an incredulous tone. 

"Yup!"

Before you ask any questions, Jolyne interrupted you with a squeal. "The ring you got me is so cute! You actually put thought into it, unlike Romeo. " If she was still alive you were sure she'd be blushing. 

"What are you talking about?" 

"We're engaged! One more step and we’ll be married!" 

"Engaged? married?! Are you crazy, we're both women! And I'm also already engaged." You struggled in her grasp. Jolyne pouted, "I know this is different for you, Y/n, but I promise you'll be much happier with me! I've heard you declare your love to me before, more than once. And don't get me started on your moans of my name." 

your face flushes at her unfiltered words. "No! I don't want to! I want to be free, I don't want to be married!" 

Jolyne's once soft gaze harshened in a span of seconds. Jolyne's hand grips your chin tightly making you whimper. 

“You belong to me. I own you, body and soul. You agree to my terms the moment the ring was placed on my finger.”

[mrcaesarino]

jolyne: are u... escaping?!

(darling literally on the verge of escaping successfully on a window for the first time away from jolyne, and immigrating to another country legally or not, just to get away from them and start a new life with somebody and maybe have a family and grow old happily with them someday.)

darling: what... NoOOo... 😲🥺💖💖🔪

jolyne:

darling: looks at the yandere

yandere, thinking: (omg?!😳 has the time⌚ finally come?! do they now know my feelings🥰💕 for them?! i cant wait to marry💍 them and start a family👨‍👩‍👦‍👦 with them soon!! 🤩

darling: walks over to them

yandere: LESSS GOOOOO!!!

darling walks past them and talks to the person behind them

yandere:

giorno: (starts gaslighting, gatekeeping, girlbossing darling)

darling:

darling: (breathes)

yandere:

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

Could I just like make a request about the jojos having a darling who does literally everything to stay away. Like they come up with the dumbest excuses or do dumb stuff just to stay away

woot woot, this’ll be my first thing with Jodio hopefully I can write him correctly before doing headcanons. Sort of more of a reaction thingy but hope it satisfies, since I’m trying to get back into a groove of things.

Jonathan

His heart flutters hearing you stumble on excuses, he can tell you’re lying but he doesn’t mention this. Though he finds it in your best interest to have someone looking out for you, in the end. Whatever little thing you busy yourself with, he finds a way to come around. Sometimes it just happens to align with his father’s request to fetch something. Just maybe he twists things around to something you like, even if it only keeps you around for a few extra seconds.

Joseph

The biggest trickster there is, it’s near impossible to try and get out of anything with Joseph. “Mmm, you already used that one” He gives you a quick wink. He knows where you hang out mostly, and can easily tell if you’re not the “ruffian” type. If you’re a bit snarky yourself, he does his best to make you slip up. Or if he’s really determined waste enough time that you don’t have to bother with that other “task” you had to do.

Jotaro

Blunt. To put it lightly, Yare Yare leaves his lips as soon as you stumble through an excuse. He knows how efficiently you may or may not get things done. Anything you’re usually not fond of makes him raise an eyebrow (immediate suspicion if it’s possibly just to impress some other person). It almost feels like an interrogation when he asks the sudden interest in whatever you spilled out. Forget trying to do anything dumb, fib or otherwise he’s not letting you do it. Even if you do manage to slip off and go out on your own, Jotaro is around somewhere.

Josuke

Similar to Joseph he’s pretty on top of silly excuses, because he’s probably made up a thing or two himself. The best course of action for him is making up an excuse himself to get into whatever you made up on the fly. If you ask, he tells you he doesn’t know what you’re talking about. Even if it’s obvious he’s lying to you, he makes it nigh impossible to leave “hey that’s what you said you were doing”.

Giorno

He definitely knows the ins and outs about you, so lying won’t likely get you very far. Besides every little excuse you do make, he seems to always have a counter for. It’s almost freaky, if you don’t know how much Giorno negotiates. Though there’s times he let’s you go on the basis of a flimsy lie. Rest assured though something goes missing and it always leads back to him. Anything out of the ordinary for you is promptly taken care of, “That’s a rather interesting way to try to keep away from me” He’d tell you in a friendly tone.

Jolyne

Like her father she can be pretty blunt herself, even insists it’s not a great idea to stray too far. The little excuses you make are intriguing to her, but she counters with her own plans. Sometimes she’ll get you lipstick and see if you’ll wear it out later, depending on what you told her you were supposedly doing that day. Little runarounds with you keep her on her toes making sure you don’t run off. Simple things like getting you to spend extra time with her, with her own little excuses. Eventually there might be a time your handcuffed to her bed, for a day or two. “Don’t you ever get tired of making up stuff? It’d just be easier being here with me you know, I’ve got your back”

Johnny

He’s rather scary when you make up something on the fly to avoid him. His blue eyes bore into your soul, unless he uses spin there’s usually nothing much he can do. As he improves however, the space between the two of you slowly shrinks. Johnny makes it certain one way or another your attention is drawn back to himself. He notes everything you do, so if you don’t “have” something he either has an extra or absolutely knows you have an item. Similar likely happens with your horses habits. If he’s determined he manages to pin you under him. He merely mumbles “Stay” at a little too close for comfort distance.

Josuke (Part 8)

He’s curious at some of the excuses you make here and there. Or hearing about things you’d usually wouldn’t do. He’s not dumb obviously, so he asks if there’s a reason you’re avoiding him. The possible roundabout answers you give, don’t really satisfy. It is cute you’re nervous about it though. He may just simply ignore some of the things you tell him to try and keep your distance. Josuke wants to see you anyway, if he can’t he might try and call just to test if you’re at a certain place. “There’s nothing that can convince me to keep away” He’d tell you at one point or another.

Jodio

“Li~ar, liar~” At least this is what happens when you come up with something on the fly. Admittedly he’s busy with trying to get rich, but since he likes you on a level enough to significantly care. The things you tell him don’t quite match up. It’s not really hard to tell you’re avoiding him, he might even put that out bluntly. He’ll show up randomly when you least expect it, he might swipe something from a friend or delay a meetup somehow. “I don’t really care about whoever else you hang out with ya’ kno~w, it only should be a me and you thing”.

“Just don’t get used to thinking you can avoid me all the time”

[rosesbluesthrons]

we were robbed

redesign of anastasia/anasui as a tall woman cuz im projecting

[princelylove]

Hmm I just have this question in my mind. Who do you think is the worst yandere to deal with and who is the easiest to deal with in Joestar blood line? (If can, I'd love to know your ranking on each person)

For me, I think the worst to deal with is Jotaro (he is too strong and smart to fight back) and the easiest is Jonathan (a gentleman, he is so sweet, so easy to manipulate)

~ 🏵️ anon ~

I included Lisa Lisa + Holly because nobody talks about them enough. I love women. Technically Lisa Lisa doesn’t count but shhh. I omitted Johnny because I feel like I should reread sbr… This is subject to change if my interpretation of any of these characters develops, but for now I'm fairly confident in it.

From easiest to worst:

I have to agree with Jonathan for the easiest. He hasn’t discovered free will or the fact that he has the potential to be a lot worse. Look at DIO- besides from the vampirism, that’s all Jonathan. That’s terrifying. A man of that size hunting you down is frightening, but you’re in luck, Jonathan has no plans of mistreating you. He’s very careful to respect your wishes- and mopes when you tell him no. He respects you, he’s not going to go against your wishes and escort you home without you wanting it. (He’ll just follow behind. Very far behind. No one is going to harm his darling on his watch.) He sulks if you flat out reject him, but he’ll leave you alone for a little while. It’s not gentlemanly to pursue someone after they’ve said no! It’s not gentlemanly to beat all of his love’s suitors to almost-death either, but that’s got nothing to do with you. “I just can’t afford to lose you. Won’t you please let me walk you home?”

The worst you’re getting with Josuke is his little random urges to act on his sadism, which is once in a blue moon. You’re fine. You even have the right to go outside and go places without him! He’s like the obsessive boyfriend that blows up your phone when you haven’t texted him in a while. If your phone has a do not disturb mode you’ll be alright. Just send him a selfie and a quick explanation of every little thing in the shot. He tends to cling when you return to him, but is that really so bad? Josuke’s your own personal weighted blanket, and doesn’t jump to conclusions when you miscommunicate. He’ll hear you out, let you explain yourself, take some time to think about it, and give you a little smack on the wrist if you didn’t do anything too bad. That isn’t to say that he won’t properly punish you, it’s just that it takes a lot for him to get there. He’s fair. “You’re going out? Kay, text me.”

Holly is a sweetheart, and by herself, should be much higher on this list.. Her son, however… is the worst. He likely learned his yandere tendencies from her in his youth, when she was still with his father. If you’re going to “parent” him, he’s gonna make sure you’re really fit to be around her in the first place. Holly knows how to read the room, she’s very good at picking up on someone’s true intentions. She’s seemingly very passive, but that isn’t really the case! Holly is very tolerant. She understands the stress, and just wants to help. You can lash out, say things out of stress, maybe even try to run away, but you’ll be back. If you’re not… Well, first you’ll receive a very special “pretty please” message, and second you’ll receive a very pissed off Jotaro, here to drag you by your collar back to where you belong. Holly truly believes that she knows better, and while she doesn’t have the personality to be firm and a bit mean to you to get you back in line, her son does. She doesn’t want to punish you! You’re her everything, your pain is her pain! You’re never in any real danger with Holly. Jotaro coming to get you, though? Fair game. “Oh, sweetheart… please let me put a bandaid on that. I’ll kiss it better!”

As long as you’re complacent, you’ll survive Joseph. Considering the lack of a physical threat, he should be a bit higher, but he’s more overbearing than Holly is, and more willing to trap you himself. Sure, he’ll follow you everywhere and insist on showing you every little thing he’s doing, but he means well. He’s very overbearing, but as long as you consistently show Joseph affection and the attention he’s begging for, you’re allowed to have a relatively normal life. It’s like having a big puppy following you around that thinks he’s a lap dog. He just won’t ever leave you alone. Or let you buy things yourself. Why would he?? He’s right there, let him do it! Not like he’s doing anything with that Joestar money. Joseph’s very touchy, he’ll almost always have his arm around you, or insist on holding hands. He needs you. He goes crazy without you. He can’t sleep, won’t train to his full potential, and barely touches his food if you’re not there. Joseph is obsessed with you, and can’t do anything without having a little hit of you first. Poor guy. “Have you ever thought about moving to new york?”

Jolyne can be an asshole, but she’s a lot better than the rest of this list. She tells it to you how it is- you’re hers, and she wants to be by you all the time. Jolyne’s not the most emotionally expressive, I see her a lot in younger Jotaro, but she is very verbally expressive. She has no mental filter; Nothing’s ever up in the air when it comes to Jolyne. She’s just sort of keeping guard over you most of the time, and is fine with just being around you, for a little while. She’s fine with physically threatening you if you get out of line, her muscles aren’t just for aesthetics. She does it in “subtle” ways- picking you up to move you out of her way, pulling you onto her lap, putting her well-built thigh over you while you’re sleeping together. She tells you to call her “Jojo” and won’t answer to anything else- I think she spent too much time with Gwess. She craves that mushy, disgustingly affectionate talk she used to get from her ex, and fully expects it from you. She’s terribly insecure, and needs the consistent reassurance that you’re into her or she’ll get in your face about it. You don’t like her anymore? What kind of stupid bitch changes their mind in a day? Did she do something? Are you mad?? What’d she do??? “You and me. That’s all you gotta think about.”

Lisa Lisa loves to micromanage. You don’t really need to think with her, do you. All of your needs will be met on her private island- there’s staff, luxurious utilities, and plenty of space for you to “free roam.” You might feel free in the beginning, but once you see people going about their day across the water, it’s clear how trapped you are. Lisa Lisa likes keeping you where she can see you, and if she’s busy with training, you can sit off to the side where it’s safe to watch. If it weren’t for Suzi Q, she’d ask that you bring her drinks every once in a while. Aht. Don’t forget her kiss, either. Lucky for you, Suzi Q is absurdly good at her job, and you won’t need to lift a finger. Just sit there, read your magazine in the sun, or pay attention to Lisa Lisa’s teachings. Not that she’d ever approve of you using hamon. You're meant to be hers, that's it. What's the point of teaching a lap dog how to be a guard dog? Just sit still and be pretty for her, or face the consequences. “Darling, come back inside.”

Jotaro does not know how to be normal. His yandere “habits” weren’t exactly discouraged in his youth, so he sees no issue with behaving this way. An older Jotato might be better to deal with- he’s more calm, more rational. I’d put older Jotaro in the high middle difficulty rather than being on top, since he has a lot more patience and won’t just rush to kidnap you, but young Jotaro? I’ll pray for you. Most of the people down this low on the list are intelligent, thorough, and aggressive. Jotaro meets all three of those categories. He just wants to protect you. Don’t be stupid and push him away. Controlling and way too overprotective, Jotaro sleeps well at night knowing that you’re exactly where you need to be- locked up where no one else can find you, and in his arms. He doesn’t really think much of physical affection- his mother normalized it so much that he truly doesn’t see anything wrong with always touching you. He’s just making sure your heart’s still beating, your lungs are still working, your stomach isn’t growling… Jotaro knows you need the sun, but to be honest, the most you’re getting is the courtyard, or an open window. He just can’t risk it. Maybe he can be convinced to give you some vitamins for what you’re lacking, as long as he can read the label and have some time to research where exactly it’s coming from. If you try to run away enough times, he’ll break your legs. He really doesn’t want to, and will hesitate riiiight before he snaps them both, but he will. He’ll nurse you back to health, and work you through physical therapy, so don’t whine. You did this to yourself. “Don’t be such a pain in the ass, I’m helping you.”

Giorno is not too keen on letting his possessions act on their own. That’s what you are, really. All of passione is under his possession, sure, the products, the money… the people. He views you as one of his things. That isn’t to say that he doesn’t love you, he very much so does, but there just isn’t room for doubt that Giorno views you as ‘his’ first, and a person second. He knows what he’s doing to you by clipping your wings, it’s a shame things have to be this way in order for him to obtain what he wants. He understands it's wrong to kidnap someone, and to restrain them, but in the end, isn't it for the better? It's like keeping a cat strictly indoors. You may underestimate him since he isn’t as physically built as the rest of his family- even Jolyne has considerably more muscle than him- but that would be unwise. Giorno’s thought of every possibility, and has prepared for it sufficiently- what he has on Jotaro is his ability to adapt, quickly. He's a very quick learner. Giorno can sweet talk his way out of any situation, whether that be through twirling his hair and giving you that doe eyed expression or through a genuine threat. He has both the foundation and passione twirled around his pinky. What makes Giorno so awful is his ability to read you, and the fact that if you ever seriously wrong him, you’ll never see Heaven. Once Giorno loves you, it's him or death- You get no warnings. It’s pointless to hide your true intentions from Giorno. You may think you have choices, but it’s all the same in the end. His expectations are very high, but to avoid disappointment, he’ll likely pick someone that already meets some of his requirements- Why would he go through the effort of fixing someone to his liking when he can find someone that’s perfect for him, and will stay perfect? Giorno is as alluring as can be, and once you’re finally within his grasp, there is no way out. “I expected more from you.”

[outcasting101]

Noice

Big Sista is there too! I really admire her tenacity

Here the link to find your yandere prompt ;3

[i-am-a-fraud]

Kind of love

Abbachio x reader

This is a song fic I just picked a random Playlist and put it on shuffle and selected a character it fit.

Song: kind of love by DIAMANTE

Nsfw themes

Minors don't interact or do I really just need to say that to cover my ass it isn't even that bad

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Abbachio is no "sex god". Face it he never was. He maybe had a few flings here and there because he was never in a serious relationship.

Now that he has you a semi serious relationship he tends to hide from everyone else for personal reasons he has no need for flings of being a whore.

He never really shows or talks about how he feels. It is frustrating. Yes, but that's his kind of love. When his eyes roll back too far, that's when you start to learn what he really is.

Lipstick stains on the carpet and on your neck

He only ever shows you who he really is behind closed doors. He is a kind lover who makes you feel so pretty

Together alone you are just two kids in love

His kind of love is behind closed doors and private

He is typically very straightforward when it comes to sexy time

But he still does have handcuffs. There is always a safeword. He tends to be unintentionally rough. He is caught up in the moment of it all to even care really but your established safeword easily snapped him out of it.

[yanderememes]

Josuke/Jolyne/Gappy: "You won't believe it... My darling tried to hit me! I was only trying to get a hug..."

Joseph/Jotaro/Johnny: "You're lucky that your darling doesn't try to kill you and/or escape..."

Jonathan/Giorno with their chill darlings: "wow guys that must be tough"

Everyone Else: >:(

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Here's a meme to compliment this beautiful dynamic lol

[animeyanderelover]

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive relationship, obsession, delusions, stalking, jealousy, manipulation, sabotage, threats, intimidation

Love rival

Natsu Dragneel

🔥 Natsu literally doesn’t even understand what is going on at first. Why is that person hanging around you so often? Why do they gift you something every once in a while? In all his delusional love and his belief that you two will end up being a couple he just plainly forgot that someone else might have a romantic interest in you. At first Natsu is even still quite friendly to them since both of them spend so much time with darling. He’s the only one who doesn’t know which causes his friends to shake their head disappointedly. Eventually Natsu is bound to find out simply because at times he can just sort of sense the emotions of others. The way they look at you isn’t the look of a good and close friend but someone in love and when the mage realizes that, he isn’t able to play 100% normal around them again.

🔥He’s more awkward with his bright smiles and suddenly starts getting competitive and slightly more possessive. He becomes loud and obnoxious when they’re around him and his darling, when they get you a present he has something for you the day right after too. A hug between you and them causes unease to bubble up in his chest and he starts acting annoying to ruin any potential romantic atmosphere. Since Natsu has less time alone with you, he resorts to increased house visits so that he can be alone with you. He asks Happy to stalk his rival a bit so that he has more information. Chances are that he gets on their nerves enough for a fight to escalate although that isn’t uncommon in the guild. The fights might get a bit more serious as time goes on and he realizes how close you have grown to them.

Sherry Blendy

😍Sherry has to be handled carefully because of her tendency to see everyone as her love rival. She sees herself as the best for her darling and won’t tolerate anyone else as their partner besides her. So when she discovers this annoying pest who always hangs up around her lover, she turns into a pure menace. The pink-haired woman is incredibly entitled even if she isn't your official partner yet and that is made very obvious now with a love rival, an actual love rival, in the way. She's extremely touchy with you, does a lot of PDA that has others questioning the relationship between you two and calls you all sorts of endearing nicknames, insists that you do the same. She won't hesitate to pull out the tear card if you don't want to or tell her to stop. She's almost gleeful when she sees the disheartened look on her rival's face.

😍 All those presents won't do, she will have to get rid of them. Sherry is smart enough to know that you cherish them so she can't be too obvious so she ends up crafting scenarios of accidents where the presents are damaged or moments where she gets rid of them silently. She can give you better presents anyways. She helps the rumor kitchen to grow, comes up with a few lies about her rival to convince you that they aren't who you think they are. If she finds out any shameful secrets they keep, she surely will use it as either a way of blackmailing or in another way. The woman is quite terrifying, Sherry knows when to be cunning and manipulative when the time calls for it. When she's with you and they are around, she acts excessively sweet which gives them the creeps. She will definitely threaten them though if she feels like it.

Sherria Blendy

🥰 Sherria falters initially when she realizes that there is someone else who is interested in her darling. She is more of a clutz at times and has troubles expressing her own affection as openly as her older cousin can and seeing how they are able to talk with you so freely gives her insecurity. They just seem so much more capable than she is, even get you all sort of cute presents. She pulls a bit back at first out of confusion how to handle this all, Sherry encourages her to keep pursuing you though. Sherria might think that if it makes you happy, she can endure it but she's wrong. The influence from Sherry and her own obsession cause her to be unable to stand the thought of you being together with her rival. If they make you happy, that's appreciated but not as your lover. That title should belong to her.

🥰 Sherria is much more friendly than her cousin though since she doesn't want to hate her rival to such a degree. Sure, she declares to them indirectly that she'll fight for your heart and that she will be your partner in the future but she won't be overly aggressive and hostile. She's just a bad attention-seeker, pouts when you aren't paying attention to her and might use her clumsy acts at times to have your attention again. She attempts to gift you cute presents too even if she doesn't have enough money to buy you anything fancy. Will definitely steal you away from her rival when the chance presents itself even if she knows that it'll be unfair for them. She won't antagonize her rival badly but in return tends to play the innocent part very often, constantly seeks for chances where she can use that against you.

Wendy Marvell

🌬️ Wendy reaction is the stronger version of Sherria's. Wendy herself often tends to feel insecure since she is one of the youngest in the guild and feels like she's still so inexperienced and has so much more to learn, especially when it comes to love. She shies away when she notices that she has a serious love rival, her mind instantly plagued by insecurities about how she won't be able to compete with them. Wendy gets quiet when they're around you and instead sort of blends with the background, unable to somehow squeeze herself in between the conversations you two have. Her other guildmates and Carla constantly encourage her to not give up since nothing is lost yet, give her advice how to charm you too. Their encouraging words are what motivate her to stop just staring at her rival and you from the distance and to try to fight for your heart too.

🌬️ Wendy is pretty harmless though because she doesn't want to harm her love rival even if they are in love with you too. She knows that they have zero bad intentions when it comes to you and just want to treat you well and Wendy respects that. Considering her more bashful and shy attitude at times though, it's likely you might tend to look after her a bit more and pay closer attention to her out of a feeling that you have to protect her. You know that she has the whole Fairy Tail guild cheering her on behind her back too. Wendy is very altruistic though so if you do decide to choose her rival, she will be heartbroken but accept it nonetheless. She'll stick around in either case even if just via stalking, too attached and obsessed to go on long without you.

Juvia Lockser

💧 Oh dear god, Juvia is jealous, jealous, jealous. She has a natural view that everyone could be a love rival for her but someone trying to court you literally makes everything only so much worse. How dare they thinking that they're meant to be with you when destiny has clearly called for her and you to be lovers and spouses?! She's constantly emitting this brooding and creepy aura when they are anywhere near you two and she gets very mad at them for spending so much time with her lover. How dare they interfere with your days together?! Juvia, who already barely leaves you alone, suddenly just follows you everywhere. Don't send her away, darling! You never know when they might come for you again! She's merely protecting you and the love you two share!

💧 In the very unlikely case she isn't next to you, you and your admirer feel her gaze drilling into you and the atmosphere suddenly turning a lot more uncomfortable before you two can even spot her. She comes storming over with a storm inside her eyes whenever she catches the two of you being together. She pesters you about the presents you receive, would like you to reject all of them and not keep them. Juvia herself steps up her game when it comes to gift-giving, showers you even more in things she's handmade for you. She hits low points when she realizes that her rival managed to flatter you, becomes comedically depressed, mumbles things to herself and has a literal rainy cloud lingering over her head. Your admirer should get used to her threatening them daily though, she's not even above using her magic to shoo them away from you. All for the two of you.

Cujoh Jolyne

🪢 Jolyne can be quite the intimidating woman if she wants to be and she definitely is with the people around you. It's likely she scares everyone around you to keep you more to herself which is her possessive and more needy side talking out of her. She is a deceptive woman so it does not take long for her to discover that this one person around you seems to be interested in you and it triggers something inside of her. She won't admit it but she is scared a bit. She doesn't want her darling to love someone else, at least not as a lover. She already thinks that her father abandoned her during the time she needed him, she won't let someone else she loves slip away from her. Her fear makes Jolyne essentially more ruthless but she is cunning about it, Stone Free makes things easier for her too.

🪢 First of all she tries the classic intimidation though. She always hangs around you and makes sure that her rival never gets too close to you. Green eyes are glaring intensely at them and she never fails to drag you with her when she's had enough of their corny flirting and wooing. You find yourself sometimes cornered by her where she asks you what you think about them with narrowed eyes, a slightly troubled look in her eyes. If they don't stay away despite her mere demeanor, the snarky and sarcastic comments and the way she sometimes whispers to them to know that you're hers, her Stand will be used. It can range to simple things like spiking their drink with something weird with the help of Stone Free to straight up violence. The latter would require some pent-up emotions for Jolyne to take that extra step.

[bygiornogiovanna]

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

What if darling wants to go to a pool during a hot summer day?

Jonathan

He would be surprised by your request, but he wouldn't deny. He knew how hot it was outside so he decided you both needed a pool day;

He would buy you the best quality swimsuit and would make sure you won't get sunburnt;

If you tried to escape, it would be nearly impossible. He had guards surrounding every pool's exit or possible exit (like gates you could climb, etc) and you were always in his sight;

However, if you didn't use it as an excuse to escape, you two would have a really fun day.

If you know how to swim, he would push you once or twice in the pool. You would grab his arm and pull him with you the second time, just to see his surprised face;

"Hm, you really are mischievous to pull me into the pool, darling"

If you don't know how to swim, he would purposely take you in water so you could cling onto him and would also splash little bits of water on your face, just because;

Overall, you had fun and you made sure Jonathan would know that. Maybe he wasn't that bad;

"Darling, come here to reapply the sunscreen! You don't wanna get sunburnt, do you?"

Joseph

At first, he found your request weird. Why would you need to go to the pool when you had all the conditions with him? He gave you an AC so you wouldn't die and cold drinks. Wasn't that enough?

You thought that staying and explaining him why you wanted to go to the pool was too hard since he was stubborn as hell, so another idea popped in your head;

"Oh, fine Joseph, I thought that you would refuse since, you know, you don't know how to swim and you are too embarrassed by it. It's fine, really."

He frowned at your words and almost immediately told you to go get ready. You smiled contently, knowing that Joseph hated when somebody doubted him;

Joseph would be so motivated to prove you he can swim that he would forget to wear sunscreen;

Of course, since he didn't trust you that this wasn't one of your plans, he told the people from Speedwagon Foundation to stay around, just in case;

If you did try to escape, he would be even more upset than before. If you didn't, however, your day of relaxation at pool wouldn't be a relaxing one at all, from obvious reasons;

Joseph would definitely push you into the pool when you were just testing the water, even if you did or didn't know how to swim. When you would give him a deadly glare, he would apply the Secret Joestar Technique;

If you know how to swim, he would challenge you to a swimming competition. If you didn't, he would mock you:

"Nigerundayo"

Jotaro

It would be hell convincing him to let you go to the pool. Thankfully, he finally agreed, with the condition that he, Polnareff, Avdol and Kakyoin come too. It was kind of obvious he wouldn't let you go, but as long as you were going, you were fine with it;

In his mean way, Jotaro would take good care of you at the pool. He wouldn't let you out in the sun, would keep an eye on you so you wouldn't trip, fall and hit your head, etc;

"Yare yare, come here, you will get sunburnt and I don't want to hear you complaining tomorrow."

Escape? No chance. His friends were always watching you, even Polnareff who wasn't even watching his back. They were all keeping an eye on you so, even if you thought about it, you surely discarded that thought;

He would refuse to enter in the pool or even take his t-shirt off. Only after Polnareff and Kakyoin pushed him in it, he finally took it off. It wasn't the first time you saw him without his t-shirt, but you still felt a little blush creeping up your face;

You were laying on one of the chairs when you suddenly feel two hands picking you up. You were expecting to see Kakyoin or Polnareff, but you were not expecting to see Jotaro picking you up and going with you into the pool;

Even if you knew how to swim, you still clinged onto him, taking him the strong smell of his cologne and cigarettes. You always loved how he smelled;

If it wasn't for his warmth, you would shiver since your body was burning from the sun and the water wasn't exactly as warm as your body;

Still in his arms, you would splash a little water on him, quietly giggling. Jotaro looked down at you and contained his smile, trying to look tough;

"Do you want me to throw you under the water, hm, Y/N?"

Josuke

It wouldn't be that hard to convince Josuke, since he already rambled to you about how Okuyasu and Koichi drove him mad because of how many times they asked him to go to the pool;

Even though, it still was quite a task to convince him you would be okay since he and his friends would be there too and that you weren't going to hurt yourself in any way;

"Are you sure you want to go, love?"

After you managed to reassure him that you would be fine, the next day you him, and his friends (Rohan too) would be at the pool, participating in a big water fight;

Josuke would be extra careful, the idea of you using this excuse to try and escape appeared in his head, so he somehow made Rohan use Heaven's Door and write that today you couldn't get outside without Josuke;

At the pool, Josuke, being the delusional protective boyfriend he was, would make sure to scare everybody that would even look in your direction. He wanted to make it clear that you were all his;

At the same time, he would be the one to start a battle between you, him, Okuyasu and Koichi. You four would play with the waterguns Koichi brought and you would find out that his friends aren't that bad at all;

If you know how to swim, be prepared that he would 100% pick you up and jump into the pull with you. If you didn't, he would still do, wanting to prove you that you need him He would love the feeling of your arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders, scared that you would drown;

It would be a funny day. But the day after that wouldn't be that funny since both of you forgot to wear sunscreen and you are as red as a tomato;

Again, he would use this to his advantage since he could heal you, another proof that you were dependent of him and that you needed to be taken care of;

"Auchhh, Y/N, my back stingssss."

Giorno

Wouldn't accept going to a public pool, since they were dangerous for you and he couldn't risk you trying to escape (even if it would be almost impossible). Instead, he would order someone to immediately buy the best quality and the biggest pool they could find in the shortest time and also made a note to himself to make a pool in the garden;

Sighing, you would accept his 'offer' (like you could argue with him) and would tell him to at least invite the boys over so they could have more fun. He would just nod and kiss your hands, telling you to choose one of the swimsuits he bought for you a few days ago (He figured you would want to go swimming).

The next day, you would wake up excited to spend the day and get ready early. When the time for their arrival has come, you would be jumping around the mansion happily, Giorno just smiling at your childish happiness;

"The one I bought isn't that big, but I promise I'm going to build a real one for you"

You honestly didn't care, you just wanted to swim and stay in water so you could cool down;

When the boys (and Trish) came, you were so happy that you almost jumped on them. They all had their stuff and soon installed themselves on the chairs Giorno bought;

You and Narancia were the first to jump in the (not-so-small) pool the blonde bought, soon followed by Trish, Mista and Bruno. The only ones left were Giorno, Abbacchio and Fugo, the white-haired man sipping from his wine;

You called for Giorno, and when he said he won't come, you Narancia and Mista came up with a plan. You three got out of the pool and ran to the blonde, the two boys picking him up and throwing him into the pool. Everybody started laughing, even Leone let a small smile on his face;

"Oh, amore, you will see"

Jolyne

It was pretty easy to convince Jolyne to come with you at the pool, since she was also dying because of the heat. You just told her to go and she immediately agreed;

She would make you two get matching swimsuits, to show everybody that you were hers;

Wouldn't want to invite neither of her friends, being possessive over you even with them;

"Oi, be happy we are going, you don't need other people when you have me"

Jolyne would be skeptical about you not trying to escape, so she would keep a very careful eye on you and would always stay by your side, even when you go to the bathroom;

Would take great care of you, not letting you stay in the sun for too long and not letting you forget about reapplying sunscreen;

Like her dad, she would pick you up like the girlboss she is (i couldn't help myself, i had to write it) and would go into the pool with you, also loving the way you cling onto her;

Would 100% jump over you after getting out from the pool, soaking wet, while you were chilling in the sun;

"I love spending time with you, my love"

[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

Jotaro but in addition to being gone for his Darling's safety from Stand Users, he's extremely possessive and ensures he can spy on them while he's abroad. He's got some hidden cameras in the house, Speedwagon Foundation tech that tracks their vitals even from afar without their knowledge, and he does his best to call them just to ask them to talk so he can relax for a little bit by hearing their voice. He doesn't even talk back most of the time, he just listens to them silently.

When he does get home for a rare chance to spend time with them, he and Star Platinum both make the most of it. Star is much more physical and affectionate, since he's Jotaro's soul personified and Jotaro is still too stoic/stubborn to be that kind of sweetheart. But this also means Star is CONSTANTLY touching Darling and will hold them down if they want to get up.

He reminds them whenever they say they want more freedom or even to break up, that if any enemy Users learn about his connection to them then Darling will be in even more danger. He needs to keep them, and he needs to keep them safe.