#yandere kars

[thornybubbles]

Fourth Wall (JJBA Yandere Scenario)

Scenario: Recently, you’ve moved on from JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure to a different anime series and fandom. You realize that this was a terrible mistake.

Note: This is based on a prompt I saw on Tumblr ages ago. I just expanded on it a bit. 

Warnings: Typical Yandere behavior, threats, abusive behavior, possible harm towards reader, mental distress, anti-comfort. Remember that you alone are responsible for what you read. 

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Changing fandoms wasn’t that unusual for you. You would find a new anime, fall in love with it, then it became your new hyperfixation. After a while, the process would repeat. This is what happened with you and JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure. It wasn’t that you didn’t like the series anymore, you just moved on to a new anime/manga. Still…it felt different this time. You weren’t sure why, but ever since you moved on to your new favorite series, you had this unexplainable feeling of guilt wash over you every time you watched an episode of your new favorite anime or read the latest chapter of the manga. Stranger still, there was an underlying feeling of dread as well. 

As many times as you’d changed fandoms, you’d never experienced such feelings before. It was uncomfortable and you wished that you could move on to your new obsession without any strings attached. It was ridiculous, really. Why should you feel guilty about a change of taste? You weren’t hurting anything. No one would be affected by it. And yet, you still felt unnecessary shame over changing fandoms. You guessed it had something to do with the lingering attachment you had for certain characters from various parts throughout the series. It almost felt like you were leaving them behind somehow. Another silly notion. They were fictional characters and did not exist outside of the world within JoJo. They had no knowledge of you, much less having knowledge of your “betrayal”. You decided that it was stupid to dwell on it and dived headfirst into your new favorite series. That guilty feeling would surely fade after a while. 

You got the perfect opportunity to binge your new favorite anime one day. It was one of those days when you were fortunate enough to have nothing to do. All of your responsibilities had been dealt with and you had no plans other than to sit on your ass and watch your new favorite show until bedtime. Sure, you could go out with friends, but you really just wanted to chill by yourself for the day. So anime binge party it was. You made a comfy nest of blankets and pillows on the couch and set up your laptop on the coffee table. You got some snacks and a drink, made yourself comfortable on the couch, and pressed play on the screen. You relaxed into the softness of your pillows and blankets and immersed yourself in another world for a few hours. 

About ten episodes in, you had to go to the bathroom very badly. All of that soda you’d drunk was taking its toll on your bladder. You paused the video, untangled yourself from your blankets, and stiffly power-walked to the bathroom. Once you relieved yourself, you washed your hands and went back into the living room. You snuggled back into your blanket burrito and reached over to start the video, but something wasn’t right. On the screen wasn’t the anime you’d been watching. It was the first episode of Phantom Blood. 

What…???

Did you accidently click the wrong thing in your haste to pause the video and rush to the bathroom? 

That had to be it. 

It was the only thing that made sense. 

You clicked off of the JoJo episode and went back to the previous page which took you back to the episode of the new anime you’d been watching. You found the place in the episode that you left off on and pressed play. You settled back in your comfy nest and watched the rest of the episode. You watched for another hour or so. During the opening of one of the episodes, you suddenly found yourself watching the opening for an episode of Battle Tendency. You sat up straight and stared at the screen in shock and confusion. 

“What the fuck?” you muttered under your breath. 

You refreshed the page and the episode started properly. That’s the second time your video was suddenly changed to an episode of JoJo. The first time you assumed that it was because of an accidental click but now you weren’t so sure. You hadn’t been touching anything when it happened the second time. All you were doing was staring at the screen when the switch happened. Why did it keep happening? Some kind of glitch with the streaming service? You didn’t know, but it was a bit annoying. You hoped that wouldn’t be a constant thing while you were trying to watch your show. 

The rest of the day went by without further incident. Eventually, you noticed that it had grown dark and you decided that your day of doing absolutely nothing needed to come to a close. You closed your laptop and reluctantly pried yourself off of the couch. As much as you wanted to just lay there in your blanket nest, you knew that you’d get a much better sleep in your bed. So you hobbled off to your room; your mind on nothing but getting a decent night’s sleep. 

You woke up a few hours later with a dried out mouth and an aching throat. You swallowed a few times, wincing at the sandpapery feeling of your tongue against the inside of your mouth. Well that’s what you get for sleeping with your mouth wide open. You flung the covers off of you grumpily and climbed out of bed. You stumbled into the kitchen, not daring to turn the light on and submit your sleep sensitive eyes to an onslaught of painful luminosity. You made your way over to the counter, grabbed a glass, and staggered over to the sink. As you were filling the glass you suddenly had the feeling that something wasn’t quite right. You assumed that it was your sleep fogged brain at work. After all, part of the reason you woke up was because you were having a disturbing dream. You tried to remember what the dream was about, but you couldn’t piece the memories together to get a full picture. You just remembered being in a place that made you uncomfortable and meeting someone that was familiar to you, but their presence frightened you. You just couldn’t remember the details. It kinda made you want to stay awake for the rest of the night but you decided against that. You knew you’d feel like shit the next day if you didn’t get back to sleep. There was nothing worse than waking up with a splitting headache due to lack of proper rest. You downed the glass of water and put the empty glass in the sink. 

You suddenly became aware of a strange odor in the air. What was that smell? Smoke? God, was something burning?! You took another sniff of the air and recognized the smell as specifically cigarette smoke. Okay, so that meant that your house wasn’t burning down. That was good news, but why would you be smelling cigarette smoke? The only way you would be smelling cigarette smoke is if it were coming from in the same room as you…

You heard the sound of rustling fabric from somewhere behind you. You spun around and immediately spotted the outline of someone sitting at your kitchen table. You could also make out the small glow of a lit cigarette sticking out of their mouth. As your eyes adjusted to the darkness, you could make out some details of the figure. They were large, broad shouldered, and wore a long white coat, and on their head rested an oddly shaped hat. In the miniscule amount of light in the room you could make out the glint of gold accessories on both their hat and coat. 

“No way…” you gasped in a quiet voice. “No way in hell…” 

The figure lit a lighter and held it to the wick of the candle that was located in the middle of the table. Once the candle was lit fully, you could see the figure better. It was as you expected, Jotaro as he appeared in part four was sitting at your kitchen table, glaring at you as if you were less than dogshit. 

“You recognize me?” he scoffed and took another drag from his cigarette. “I’m surprised. I thought you forgot all about me… about us….” 

You backed up against the counter, unable to believe what you were seeing and hearing. 

Jotaro glanced down at the cigarette in his hand. He held it up in front of him. 

“This is your fault, you know.” he sneered. “I quit smoking, but after you abandoned us, I started the habit again. I’ve been tolerant so far because I was stupid enough to think that you’d come back eventually. Maybe you were just taking a break and you’d come back when you were bored… that was my stupidity. I’ll own up to that. But when I realized that you’d thrown us aside like trash, well, I got pissed. I guess I took up smoking again just to stay sane…” 

You were so appalled at the fictional character seated at your table that you hadn’t been paying much attention to what he was saying. Slowly the words began to filter into your mind and of everything he said, one thing stood out the most…

He said “us”. He said that you had abandoned “us”...

That’s when you became aware of the other figures lined up behind Jotaro. 

You could make out their shapes and features in the candlelight. Jonathan stood there looking as utterly brokenhearted as a man could be. Joseph had a smug grin on his face as if he’d just caught you committing a crime. Josuke’s face was contorted in a vicious snarl while his fists were clenched by his sides. Ever so often his left eye would twitch indicating that he may be on the verge of a psychotic break. Giorno offered you a placid smile that was off putting when set against the coldness of his eyes. 

Your eyes darted nervously from one face to another before finally settling back on Jotaro’s. It was too much. You pushed away from the counter and ran out of the kitchen. A voice that probably belonged to Jonathan called out for you to stop but you paid it no attention. Luckily the kitchen was right next to the front door. Once you were outside, you could run to the neighbor’s house and get them to call the police. You wouldn’t dare tell them the truth. What would you even say? You couldn’t tell them that five fictional characters from an anime had invaded your house. They’d think you were on something. You would just tell them that someone had broken into your house. That’s all. Honestly, you didn’t know what the hell the police could do against them, but you didn’t know what else to do. You reached the front door but your hand froze just as you were about to unlock the door and yank it open. 

Two people were staring down at you from the window in the front door, two people you recognized. Kars looked down his nose at you with a haughty expression. He looked ever so much like a strict parent that had just caught his kid trying to sneak out of the house. DIO on the other hand had the most sadistic smile on his face. He made a “come-hither” gesture with his clawed hand as if he fully expected you to just open the door and throw yourself at him. Their eyes glowed with a hellish light and you couldn’t take the sight of them. You screamed and backed away from the door. As you stepped back, you saw two other familiar faces staring at you from the windows on either side of the door. Doppio had one hand pressed against the glass while the other hand held a rock from the garden to his ear as if it were a cell phone. One of his eyes had changed to a jade green color and glared at you with intense rage. His other, normal eye had a pitiful, disappointed look in it. From the other window Kira stared at you with an utterly emotionless expression. You didn’t dare speculate on what kind of thoughts could be going through his head at that moment. You screamed again and started to turn and run towards the back door…

“Star Platinum!” 

Suddenly you were held tight in an iron like hold. An invisible hand covered your mouth preventing you from screaming anymore. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that you were being held in place by Jotaro’s Stand. Struggling in Star Platinum’s grip was useless so you just hung there in midair as Jotaro approached you. 

“We weren’t done talking.” he snapped. 

He leaned in slightly and you got a whiff of cigarette smoke mixed with cologne. 

“Now you listen and you listen good,” he started to say. He held up a single finger.

“One. Just one more chance. That’s all you get. Come back to us and there won’t be a problem. Leave us again and it will get ugly.” he said, glancing up at the villains peering through the windows. His upper lip curled in disgust when he locked eyes with DIO and Kira, but only for a moment before his eyes were back on you. 

“Is that understood?” he asked. 

You nodded your head, whimpering behind Star Platinum’s invisible palm. 

“Good.” 

You don’t know what happened after that. You just woke up in your bed with a pounding headache. 

“Fuck…” you groaned, pressing your hands to your temples. 

You felt awful. You could only guess that you just simply didn’t sleep very well. Damn nightmares. What was with that dream? Was it all because you felt guilty about leaving the JoJo fandom? You grumbled and rolled out of bed. You were going to need to take something for that headache. First you needed to get a glass of water. You stumbled off to the kitchen getting an uncomfortable feeling of deja vu. The moment you entered the kitchen, your eyes glanced to the kitchen table and you nearly fainted. 

The candle was out, but it was smoking as if it had only been put out mere moments ago. The cigarette butt that rested on the saucer that had been used as a makeshift ashtray was also still smoking. 

That night you made it a point to sit down and watch a few episodes of JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure starting with Phantom Blood. You planned to rewatch the entire series from the very beginning all the way to Stone Ocean. With each episode you watched, you noticed that ever so often a character’s eyes would slide over towards you as if making sure you were still there, watching them. Sometimes it would be one of the main characters. Sometimes it would be one of the villains. Sometimes it would be a side character. Regardless, they all kept checking to see if you were watching. Every day, you would make it a point to watch at least one episode of JoJo, no matter what. You didn’t dare skip out on your daily dose of JoJo. You also never went back to the other anime you’d been watching after you left the JoJo fandom. No, you learned your lesson. You were familiar enough with Jotaro’s character to know that he only gave people one chance and no more. Just like with Rubber Soul and Steely Dan. He gave them both a chance to leave mostly unscathed but they both decided to turn on him at the last minute. They both were punished severely. You weren’t going to make that same mistake. 

So you sat there on the couch, stiff and terrified as you watched your “favorite” anime… 

… like a good little fan should…

[princelylove]

Thank you your highness for answering all my questions on ranking yandere Joestar and Jobros. This time, can I ask for the Jofoe too? I can't rank them myself because all of them are so dangerous, I seriously see all of them have equal rank.

I'd love to hear your opinion on this, please enlighten me with your knowledge my prince ~

~ 🏵️ anon ~

I just realized I forgot funny valentine. That's on me. Oops. I don't know, have you considered just... not being american? Super easy to avoid him just get on a boat and don't come back. Kidding, I'll write something serious for him later on. They're all bad, but a general easiest to hardest:

Doppio is a hard worker. He devotes a good chunk of his time to carrying out orders for the boss, he doesn’t really have time for a darling, but… Boss will allow him to have a crush. It’s a little treat. As long as Doppio keeps his distance, it’s harmless. He spends his weekends following his darling around- he asks Diavolo to look into you for a little reward. He does well on a couple of jobs in a row? Here’s your favorite color, and what you wear for pajamas most nights. Doppio has a lot of self control, he’s not going to cave just because you’re gorgeous and he has some free time. He’ll keep his distance until Diavolo gives him permission to engage- which he won’t be receiving any time soon. Doppio’s darling- I feel as if  “crush” is significantly more appropriate- likely won’t know that they have a secret admirer who already knows every little detail about their life until it’s time for Doppio to receive a proper present. Maybe for Christmas Diavolo will let him bump into you in the street. 

Yoshikage Kira is safe if he’s obsessed enough. He’s a bit impulsive with collecting his girlfriends, but he doesn’t like you for your hands. He likes you, as a whole. Ugh. That’s so annoying. He doesn’t want to have a real partner- do you know how much effort it is to have one of those and keep up his streak of roughly fifteen years of killing? He’s not going to just let his little habit go, but… maybe you’re fine with him having something on the side, to hold himself over. Maybe. He’d have to ask after pursuing you normally, and if you say no, or Kira decides not to ask at all since ‘hey that’s weird and we’re trying to be as normal as possible here’… well. He’s been lying this long. Might as well add another to the lie bin.  Since he wants to be as normal as possible, he doesn’t express any of his yandere tendencies until much later on- and he can be satiated if you play into his fetishes and preferences enough. 

DIO has matured a lot in his life, surprisingly. He’s not going to kill off his darling just because he’s in a mood. He’ll do it for a proper reason. You’ll have warnings. You’ll have easy, simple rules established very early on in knowing him. Really, are you trying to provoke him into punishing you? Simply ask if that’s what you want. He spoils you so, doesn’t he. DIO cares a lot about his darling actually wanting him- if he’s forcing it, it ruins the experience. He understands you need to have a proper relationship with him, complete devotion won’t happen in a day. Make no mistake, you will be his, he’s just fine going slowly. He’s certainly got the time for it, and it’s not like he’s holding you captive. No, no, never captive. Possibly if he snaps because you keep outright rejecting him and it’s really setting his abandonment issues off. He’ll just send a little toy to keep you company when you feel the need to go on a little outing. Vanilla Ice will hold your bags for you, or maybe Mariah can show you around. If neither of them are someone you want to socialize with, he has options. Lots of options. 

Enrico cares less about you having a choice. To him, he knows better, and is often frustrated with your judgement. Please listen to his advice- he’s only here to provide you with the resources you need to flourish. If Enrico has no problem talking to DIO as his equal, then he certainly has no problem telling his darling ‘no’ directly. He recommends passages in the bible to read that directly coincide with what’s going on in your life- You often find little handwritten notes in your cell on your desk. The first time it happened, there was a bible sitting on your bed, with a note being used as a bookmark. It was between the pages of Isaiah- stuck in the pages about sin and confessions. It makes you gag how neat and proper his handwriting is, “My doors are always open for you.” When you don’t come, he leaves another note, with a page and paragraph you’re supposed to read before whatever it is he has to say. If the slightly passive aggressive notes don’t reach you, perhaps a more personal approach is needed. 

Dio in his youth is… unstable. He hasn’t learned that patience is king. He knows what he wants, and he’s going to get it now. Denying him is the stupidest move you could possibly make, he has all of this newfound power and confidence and isn’t going to waste it by letting you just get away. You may scurry off if he frightens you too much, he does love the chase. He just can’t help himself when he catches you- you look good trapped under him, he needs a little reward. It’s not going to hurt, it’s just a small bite… Have fun with a chunk of your neck missing because little dio got excited and couldn’t help biting as hard as he could. 

Diavolo is a classic creep. He’s a bit repressed. Over a decade of restraint will do that to you, but Diavolo doesn’t realize that touching himself to the cameras he placed in your room and the places you frequent isn’t going to satisfy him entirely. Maybe Doppio can spell it out for him- he should indulge! Live a little! The last time he ‘lived a little’ he made the worst mistake someone in his position could possibly make, but hey. He was young, you can’t really fault him for that. Diavolo monitors you as if it’s part of his job- there’s absolutely nothing he doesn’t know about. Your other suitors are taken care of by la squadra esecuzioni, they have a bit of a running joke that they’re praying for you to get around a bit more, easy jobs are welcome when the boss works them like dogs. Diavolo is happy to watch you, he keeps a tab open of whatever you’re doing while he works. Indulges by having Doppio follow you on your errands, lightly suggesting he should record. You often receive expensive gifts from a ‘secret admirer,’ with typed notes attached. It’s only a matter of time until that isn’t enough to hold him over, and he sends someone to collect you. No, now that he’s thinking about it… No one will treat you as well as he would, it’s better not to leave you to the hands of someone just doing a job. Diavolo fully intends to love you, and won’t take a ‘no’ once he’s broken his streak of self control. 

Kars did not always want a mate. He’s not really the romantic type, or someone who clings to sentiment, but there’s just something so adorable about you. He loves life, although he normally isn’t fond of humans. He loves seeing the life in your eyes, the way your chest moves up and down in fear as he gets closer… He’s salivating at the thought. Kars tells himself he wants a pet at first- he already has a sizable family. He has a son figure, he has a… He’d call Santana a pet, really, he has someone his age to socialize with… He supposes he could use a mate. Kars hasn’t had one of those since he was just a little one, and it’s not really something he missed. When you express that you don’t want to bow down and give everything up for him, Kars is more than confused. You must be making a joke- he’s heard of humans telling obvious lies for humor. How amusing. Now, come when you’re called, or he’ll send Santana to retrieve you. He prompts you often, but you can tell he doesn’t really care about the answer. You bore him sometimes with your ‘Please don’t hurt me’ and your ‘Please, please, let me go’ nonsense, how could he be expected to always find it fun? Your resistance only amuses him when you do something about it. Good, you’re running. Kars would love to play chase with you. 

[animeyanderelover]

Anonymous asked: Any JoJo characters you want with a darling who is terrified of them and genuinely believes they're out to hurt them because they know them for having a bad reputation or they saw them following them around.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusion, stalking, threats, manipulation, control, abduction

Darling is terrified of them

Dio Brando

🩸​Everyone else seems to be utterly charmed by his charisma yet you are one of the few that stray away from the young man. You've heard the stories from Jonathan and Erina and know that both of them would never lie so you do your best to avoid Dio. You're loyal to your friends which is something Dio takes notice of and as admirable as your loyalty might be, he wants to make the Joestar's life a living hell so he wants to steal you away as well, one of the very few people who still stand up for him. Initially he just goes on about it as usual with his charm and his charisma yet you reject him, flee from him since you're scared of the man. He's more amused initially, sees it as a small and fun challenge you provide him with. Your fear of him is adorable since he loves being in the domineering position yet he wants to change that attitude of yours into one of adoration. You suddenly receive much attention from him as he seemingly pops up wherever you are and it freaks you out.

🩸​He's beloved in the town so he uses all of his supporters to get closer to you, your friends are soon after his admirers as well as he infiltrates your circle of friends. They end up dragging you along when he hangs out with his admirers though his attention stays most of the time on you. They adore him which results in you breaking contact with them since they're unable to understand your fear yet running to the Joestar will be futile, Dio makes sure. You're alone and defenseless, perfect for him since there's no one who could interfere now. He still portrays himself as charming as ever, offers you to walk you home on late nights which never requires your consent since he does it anyways. Sometimes he's especially extravagant, gifts you red roses or other fine presents which you reject and throw away. Dio is terrible as he even starts seeking out your parents who end up urging you to get to know this fine gentleman better and it's then that you're convinced that he wants to ruin your life as well.

🩸​As amusing as this game is where you play the frightened and adorable mouse, at one point Dio grows a bit frustrated with your constant rejection and fear since he is rather arrogant and his ego takes a few scratched because you don't fall for his charms. He grows obsessed with the thought of having your affection for himself, your love for himself. He's suddenly more possessive, grows spiteful if you ever mention Jojo in front of him, ends up mocking the Joestar and boasts that he's better, that he's taken away everything from him. Forceful and hungry kisses from his sides as he starts following you everywhere. Sugar-coated threats to stay with him and spend more time with him or otherwise he will end up humiliating that precious friend Jojo of yours even more. Imidiate abduction the moment he's turned into a vampire who fawns in a sickenly sweet way over your clear fear of him. Dio is stronger now though, has an army of underlings and is sure that he can manipulate you into adoring him.

Kars

☀️​You're screwed in every sense the moment you catch the interest of this Pillar Man here. Kars is an individual shown to have absolutely no remorse to fulfill his goals and is more than willing to ruthlessly cheat and use all means necessary to obtain what he wants. Precisely why his darling is finished when he grows so obsessed with them since he sees himself as superior, won't take their own feelings into consideration and just kidnaps them. He's awfully possessive, wants to own you for himself. Whilst he knows what your first reaction will be after being kidnapped, he somehow expects you to understand your position quickly and obey him. You're only a human after all whilst he is incredibly close to being the perfect being, a god. You should consider yourself honored that he has decided to keep you by his side to watch how he conquers the world for himself. Kars is more sadistic so he probably enjoys your fear if it means that you don't go against his word.

☀️​He doesn't mind a little bit of fear, in fact he might even prefer it that way. Only plain fear isn't his ultimate goal either since similar to Dio, he also wants that his darling at least adores him a bit. He is less charming about it though, you already know what he is after all and he is more forceful anyways. He teaches you very much like a owner teaches his pet. Whilst he does look down on you for being a mere human and gives you due to that the clear impression that he looks down on you and doesn't respect you, if he discovers over time something he admires about you he might tend to see you a bit better than the average human though you're still under him. Initially you just get this terrifying grin of his when he notices your fear, is definitely not above mocking you for your weakness and expresses the difference in power on multiple times by literally forcing his touches on you.

☀️​You have no chance to escape him anyways, not when he has Esidesi and Wamuu by his side, though Kars alone is a force to be reckoned with. The Pillar Man struggles when he realizes that he might desire more than just your obedience, he might get somewhat snappy for a while, especially when with you, when he catches himself growing softer when you're actually genuinely nice and don't only look at him in fear. He despises the soft spot he develops and how he actually feels sometimes guilty for installing so much fear into you to the point where you genuinely believe he is going to kill you. He grows to care a bit more and start viewing you as something more potential than just a little pet. He attempts to be a bit more nicer by giving you presents and being more friendly around you yet there is this annoyed scoff on his face when you hurry away from him out of fear. He'll somehow make you love him though, no matter through what methods.

Kujo Jotaro

🌌Jotaro has a certain reputation for being a violent delinquent, he's even been arrested once before. So even despite his good looks and most girls in school swooning for him, you can't help but feel intimidated by him. You just can't read him besides the few times where he snaps at someone if they bother him, decide it's best to just avoid him. So when you start to realize that his eyes constantly seem to follow you around whenever you enter his field of vision, you start to break out in cold sweat. Even if he isn't talking with you, the sheer intensity of his stare alone has you already shivering whilst you try to think about something you might have done to potentially annoy him somehow yet you can't think of anything. So you try to avoid him even more, flee to the toilet or outside as soon as you spot him in the crowd. You try to somehow ignore him and the few times you dare to turn around, you shrink as soon as you two meet eyes. Those unreadable and hard eyes which seem to drill through you.

🌌​Jotaro is a perceptive guy, one who appears to be somewhat conflicted about his growing obsession. He keeps his distance due to that, mainly observes you from a bit further away. He's most likely aware of his cold and intimidating exterior, knows he has a bit of a bad reputation yet when he notices how you quickly turn around and run away as soon as you see him, he can't help but feel a bit let down. The man has troubles expressing himself, tries especially hard to not let anyone notice his obsession over you which is why he often comes over as rude and cold as he is yet he doesn't wish that you feel scared of him. He always feels a bit hurt when you hurry away as soon as he tries to approach you, how you can't even muster the strength to look him into his eyes and how your voice is quiet when you do talk to him for a bit only to cut the conversation as short as you can. He's more patient yet the growing frustration gnaws his patience slowly away.

🌌​He really does attempt to show you that he doesn't plan to yell at you or hurt you, he's quite hurt when he hears from others what you think of him. He tries to help you with school stuff, offers you to carry something when you struggle to do so alone. But all of his approaches are shut down quickly, no matter what he attempts to do. He bottles all of his frustration up even if he comes over as even more rude if someone gets on his nerves due to his supressed frustration. Jotaro at the very least tries to not snap and be rude when you're somewhere around though so he doesn't worsen your image you have about him even more. Eventually his patience runs dry though and he decides to be a bit more forceful. He drags you somewhere where the two of you are alone, makes sure to trap you so you don't run away and forces you like this into a conversation. He admits that your irrational fear of him hurts him and that he wants to get to know you better.

Yamagishi Yukako

💇‍♀️​Her mere presence around others, normally very aloof and unwelcoming, is probably enough to make you a bit scared around Yukako already. She just appears as such a tough and cold woman yet you freak out even more when she suddenly starts following you anywhere. Her cold exterior seemingly disappears around you as she becomes sweet and coddling around you in an excessive way which freaks you out even more. Lunchboxes are prepared for you which she feeds you herself, any struggles in school she ends up helping you in frighteningly scary and strict ways and worst of all is her prone side to lashing out when something doesn't go her own way. Yukako seemingly lives in her own world where she expects you to do as she says, reciprocate her feelings and let her coddle you as she does. But instead she becomes a living nightmare for you since you are terrified of another violent outburst from her side even if she snaps out of it for a moment upon realizing that she slipped up and returns to her sweet and shy act.

💇‍♀️​You should know though that trying to avoid Yamagishi Yukako will end in terrible results. You anger her immensely by avoiding her like you do and she is a short-tempered woman so you increase the danger of her next violent outburst only tenfold. She is a girl who seeks out what she desires though so she quite literally hunts you down. When she sees you hanging out with someone else, she becomes crazily jealous and isn't shy to use her Stand Love Deluxe against anyone she thinks stands in her way of capturing you. Whilst she might try to keep up her sweet act for a while in an attempt to guilt-trip you, she's quick to abandon it and reveal her true nature if you were to ever tell her that you're absolutely terrified of her and fear that she might end up hurting you due to her ugly temper. Her left eye twitches in irritation before she loses it, blames you for seeing her in such a terrible light when she only tries to love you. She can't see the fault in herself, instead blames you and everyone around you.

💇‍♀️​She kidnaps you after you reveal how you truly feel about her, is determined to teach you better than that. You shouldn't talk to your lover like that after all, seems like she has to educate you a bit more. That is just basically brainwashing you into returning her affection and she is insanely strict with it. Your meals, your drinks and whether you have access to the toilet or not depends on how good she deems you to treat her. If you end up continuing to express your scared attitude around her, she tends to lose her patience and lash out loudly at you again though at one point she notices that she only scares you further with this and attempts to revert back to her nicer act. You're trapped inside her house as long as she doesn't think that you deserve to go outside so as long as you are immensely scared of her, you continue being a prisoner who is forcefully trained inside her house. Yukako ends up forcing all her affection onto you too since she sees it as the only way to get you used to it so you stop to feel scared.

Narancia Ghirga

🧡​He falls so incredibly hard for his darling, is a lovesick puppy yet Narancia's upbringing has caused him to develop a certain behavior that ends up terrifying you. As endearing as he might be at first, his emotions are a mess and his darling notices that quickly. He's overly aggressive, prone to attack someone and you've heard the rumors about him threatening and even hurting people you might have met somewhere before. He's literally a timebomb and you are his trigger. Stay with him and pay attention to only him and he's merely a clingy and affection-starved mess, leave him and spend time with someone else instead and you have him already growing violent. You notice with horror how he ends up stalking you messily, follows you around everywhere and seems to cling onto a kind gesture you did for him once as some sort of confession from your side. He's emotional, cries and begs for you to stay and manipulates and guilt-trips you to only spend time with him.

🧡​Narancia is in despair when he realizes that you are terrified of him, the look you give him shatters his heart and he most likely bursts out in tears sooner or later. He despises the fear in your eyes since it hurts him terribly. He might grow frantic, run to you and try to explain frantically that he'd never hurt you. He adores you way too much! Unable to understand that his behavior might creep you out since he's oblivious to his obsession, he turns his ire for a while to everyone around you. Surely they must have told you bad things about him which results in even more aggressive behavior from his side. It isn't until you yell at him one day when you catch him following you again that he creeps you out and that you are horrified due to his violent outbreaks and terrifying clinginess, that you want to be left alone from him since he's insane. He's frozen in his tracks as you hurry away from him, starts crying frantically soon after and you don't dare to turn around when you hear him shrieking your name.

🧡​Congratulations, you've done it! Narancia has abandonment issues, is absolutely terrified that his darling might leave him so he's bound to break at one point. He can't handle you fearing him and avoiding him, his heart is already a bloody mess so he can't take anymore. He's especially frantic due to him being aware that he's your biggest fear. Somehow he manages to convince himself that by kidnapping you and keeping you to himself, he can clear up the misunderstanding you two have going on. Somehow he will find a way to fix this broken relationship and your perception of him yet he can't help his cries when you express your fear against him especially strong. He's paranoid, ties you up so you can't run away and constantly clings onto you to show you that he won't hurt you. Occasionally he might suffer from another small meltdown though where he cries and shouts at you that you don't even give him a chance.

Narciso Anasui

💓​You've been warned by fellow inmates about Anasui, you've been informed about his weird tick to disable everything and how he murdered his girlfriend and the man she was cheating with. Even as another prisoner, you can't help but fear him a bit as well and even if you two might be separated due to s/o being female and him being normally very quiet and aloof around others, you can't help but get slight shivers. Unfortunately for you it only takes a small thing for Anasui to gain interest in you. Don't think that distance will save you since he finds a way to stalk you and steal your things. Even if you have no proof that it's him, you still know that the sudden disappearance of your things and even the loss of a few strands of your hair is his doing. You just have a gut feeling whenever you two meet eyes and he gives you this besotted smile of his, whenever you hear him calling your name as if you're his everything. What he perceives as utterly romantic, you perceive as utterly obsessive.

💓​Anasui may try to play the noble and romantic guy as much as he wants, you are not blind to the stares he gives anyone who gets too close to you, a scary glimmer in those pink eyes of his. You know well that he's at fault whenever an inmate you got along especially well with or someone that attempts to flirt with you suddenly disappears and at the very best a few scattered limbs of them are found. You fear that his mere obsession might lead to him committing the same crime against you he committed before against his previous lover. Taking his fascination with disabling things into consideration, you think that you have a valued reason behind your growing anxiety. You try to avoid him as good as you can, spend most of your time gladly in your cell if it means that you don't have to face him. You only hear the stories from others of how Anasui seems more irritated and more aggressive which only increases your fear. The male grows more violent the more he doesn't see you which increases his longing.

💓​Sadly he is not one to give up, instead he starts planning how he can lure you out of your cell to see you again, uses Diver Down mercilessly to his advantage. Once you two cross paths, he's quick to use his Stand to prevent you from running away from him, catches you as you are about to trip and fall down. You poor thing are shaking in his arms, terrified of the man who is tightly holding onto you and whispers sweet words of love and promises of a future together in your ear and how he's terribly missed you. His touches and his closeness is highly inappropriate yet he doesn't see the wrong in it. You might express your fear as much as you want, it completely flies over his head and instead he only seems to dote on you even more. In the worst case he shuts you up with a kiss which he will enjoy whilst you might want to burst out into tears. When you two are forced apart, he tells you that he'll always watch over you which only adds to your growing paranoia as you realize that you're not even in your cell safe.

[married-to-google-translater]

Yandere Kars headcanon

Kars is the possessive and dominant yandere.

He may also have sadistic features.

At first, he wouldn’t want to fall in love with a human.

That, in his view, would be just a disruption to his plan.

He would definitely try to murder you at first.

But wouldn't be able to do it.

It's a really hard piece for Kars.

He does not want to admit his weakness.

A serious place for self-examination.

Most likely Kars will end up kidnapping you.

He assures himself that you are a kind of pet to him.

(And because of this, your opinion will not be asked on any issues.)

If you try to escape or resist him, Kars will punish you mercilessly.

For example, breaking bones or torturing your loved ones.

He has no pity.

It will only be easier if you learn your new place quickly.

Usually Kars keeps you close.

You sit on his lap or at his feet.

(Not that you have a choice.)

Now, Kars controls every aspect of your life.

But if you do well he will give you small freedoms.

For example, decide how to dress or take small moments for yourself

As long as you behave well.

If you not these benefits are immediately taken away.

And you really don’t get them back easily.

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

imagine trying to play chess with kars or literally any of the pillarmen besides wamuu 😭😭

Like is there even a point? It’s just a simple game, you know supposedly a thing that’s great to pass time. Even Santana the one pillarman who was considered just a guard dog could pick up languages, and dismantle a gun almost instantly. Would likely be able to adjust quickly to Chess. In normal circumstances it would be fun to see how the opponent thinks of their next moves, their various strategies, even if you do lose.

No, you’re probably sweating bullets knowing what you’ll do of course. But you can’t help but feel the piercing gaze of Esidisi, Kars, or even Santana. It feels like you’re in a fight for your life, logically you know you aren’t, these pillarman would’ve killed you ages ago if they didn’t feel compelled to keep you.

You’d think hey at least Kars would eventually get bored of this right? You’re pretty much a peon at this point when it comes compared to almost anything he’s experienced. He ends up ending or dragging out the game as long as he likes, while careful to not be too cocky and lose. He eats up every little expression you make, and you should probably just act like you didn’t just see him lick his lips either.

It’s like a new form of torture specially tailored in playing a game.

[fabunicorn]

Hi this is my first story and it is agere and yandere so caution my people reader is female In this

Warnings

Contains injury

Ageregression

Yandereism

Forced agere

Kidnapping

Drugging (If you squint)

Let me know if I missed anymore fanfic is under the cut.

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The ominous sound of a mobile looming above your head awakens you from your peaceful slumber, as your drowsy form slowly awakens vision clearing you notice that your in some kind of cage?, no a bassinet!

‘Why the hell am I in a bassinet! I’m no infant’ you thought faded memories finally coming back to you after a few minutes.

*flashback*

“JOJO” you screamed in concern, your dear friend Joseph joestar was fighting against men he was no where near prepared to go up against. the pillarmen. Jojo had tried to use his clackervolley to try and bring down the adopted son and underling of the pillarmen, whamu however morphed his body away from the clackervolley and sliced Joseph’s wrists open, he had less than a minute to live.

Tears running down your face you charge towards whamu fist outstretched to try and land a punch on him only for whamu to push you onto the ground chucking lightly “your pathetic display tiny human is amusing to me”. Your brows furrowed in anger you noticed the other pillarmen staring at your namely Kars. “gentle with this one whamu she is only young, I sense a power in her she must be raised correctly to unleash this power and who better than us the ultimate beings” kars interjected. “Come little one let’s go home and away from these humans forcing you to act older than you are, it’s humans like you that disgust me the most” kars sneered to Joseph and ceasar.

Eisdisi nodded towards whamu and at that point everything was a faded blur, your brain didn’t have the energy to even try to remember.

*end of flash back*

‘Oh no, I’ve been kidnapped!’ You thought your mind in a state of panic and fear ‘even worse they think I’m some infant’ as you got lost in your thoughts you didn’t notice the door silently opening and dark figure making his way towards you. You only noticed the presence when your felt a dark shadow leer over you, it was kars!

“I see your awake tiny human, you must be confused as to what’s going on but you have nothing to fear your daddy is here now” Kars spoke quietly attempting to not scare you further but failing. “I will explain after we have gotten you ready and fed” kars finished reaching out towards you, only then did you notice the soft fabric pinned around your hips and the baby bottle in kars hand.

You tried to shuffle away and protest only for Kars to swaddle you in a soft fabric and carry you to a changing table. “I noticed you have not used your nappy, we will have to remedy that we can not have our little one getting sick” kars made quick work of your clothes and changed your into a light pink footed sleeper, he carried you into a large hall with a throne in surrounded by vampires.

Sitting down in the throne kars positioned you into the crook of his arm with your head supported you tried to protest but no sound would come out. Kars shoved the bottle into your mouth but you refused to drink sputtering and choking on the warm milk, he snapped his fingers and one of his vampires came with another piece of fabric and laid it over your chest to act as a bib “don’t tell me your too young for a bottle little one, we have ways to remedy that too” kars said with a light smirk, you quickly started drinking after that not wanting to know what he meant.

Before you knew it the bottle was empty and there was a warm heavy feeling in your tummy. You were confused when kars lifted you over his shoulder and started parting your back, a loud burp erupted from you causing your cheeks to flame in embarrassment, “that good huh” kars hummed lightly. You buried your face in his chest to embarrassed to face him again, kars snapped his fingers again and another vampire came and bowed before him “go fetch eisidisi and whamu to meet our new little one” and as quickly as the vampire came he left, meanwhile all you could think was ‘can this get any worse’

To be continued…

That was part one maybe a part two depending on the reaction to this please leave constructive criticism as I have not written in years and tell me if any warnings are missing thank you for reading goodbye

[bluetooththereptile]

Lmao It would look ridiculous if the reader, sleeping peacefully but not knowing what lies on the body of one of the pillarmen, drooled on their breasts, elbowed their faces, or crumpled their tits as if were fluffing pillows without waking up. Perhaps men regret their choice to sleep with a human, but that doesn't stop them anyway

They surely know how to handle that!

Let's face it you'd be their little sweet kitten, no matter what you do you are cute, and also protecting you is a must, and such protection involves them sleeping alongside you. It's nothing devious for sure, it's just like having some quality time with them, and I've mentioned that nothing can stop at spending this "quality time" with you.

Like a naughty kitten you may bite and hiss but in the end you'd find yourself on top of the bed where they'd be laying next to you, poor whammu would suffer the most, his instant reflections making him incapable of sleeping soundly whenever you are moving around too much, just a small kick and he'd be up for the rest of the night, staring at the ceiling with a bord look, if it wasn't for your peaceful face he'd reconsider sleeping next to you long time ago.

On the other hand Santna would unintentionally pay you back, he's a cat in the inside so he'd be a messy sleeper, his limbs opened wide as he rolls around and even munches on stuff, good thing he doesn't use his teeth or you'd have already lost your toes, yeah, he likes to sleep at the very edge of the bed, but since you are like him in sleeping he wouldn't mind, he'd be too lost in his sleep to do so.

Esidici, oh our sweet old volcano, he'd tie you up. Nothing too tight or extreme, he just ties one of the new sheets to your hips to your side of the bed and makes you stay there and kick as much as you want, you can't roll to his side anyway so he can enjoy his moments of peace without worrying about you too much.

Kars though, he'd be the hardest to deal with, he doesn't mind your actions at all, oh no, he actually likes them! Like just a single kick, squishing his limbs, or even drooling over him amuses the old man, he'd play along, making you roll over all the place and in the end land on his chest, speak while sleeping and he'd tease you about it later, drool over him and he'd shame you with his witty remarks for the rest of the week, if you refuse to play with him he'd play with you during that time, you can't escape him.

They all in general don't mind it, As I said it's like spending the night with a kitten!

[silvernyxchariot]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As a side note,

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

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

[yanderememes]

Imagine how frustrated the boys would be with a darling who thirsts over a fictional character. Bonus points if the character is similar to the yandere, but whereas darling loves him they hate the real deal lmao. They’re always interacting with media featuring the character (watching the series/playing the video game, etc) while their yandere is in the back silently begging for a crumb of their attention. That is, until they get annoyed and drag darling away ofc.

The yanderes are jealous of the body pillow darling cuddles cutely while sleeping? Wait until they discover the multitude of AO3 tabs filled with the most toe curling, sheet gripping, unholy fanfiction of that character on darling’s phone. Kinky, deplorable things they’ve DREAMED about doing to darling, only to find out they’ve been fantasizing about those exact things, but with another man instead? Doesn’t matter if he’s fictional THEY WOULD RAISE HELL.

These are some of the characters I think darling would simp for in comparison to their Yandere.

Dio - Albert Wesker from Resident Evil. (Them both being blonde, having superhuman abilities, and a massive God complex. Plus I simp for Wesker myself so 🤭)

Kars - Sephiroth from Final Fantasy 7 (Not only do they both have luscious hair, they are also genetically superior beings and philosophers)

Kira - The True Culprit from Persona 4. (The True Culprit’s identity is a massive Persona 4 spoiler, and while their and Kira’s MO for killing doesn’t exactly match up, the sheer similarity between P4 and JJBA Part 4, them both having a ragtag group of teens chasing a serial killer and taking place in a small town, made me choose them)

Unfortunately I couldn’t think of anyone for Doppio, Diavolo, or Pucci 😭. Also just now realizing all my picks are from video games lol oops.

🎵I got a man, but I want you I got a man, but I want you And it's just nerves, it's just dick Makin' me think 'bout someone new🎵

This just reminds me of my new song addiction, "you right" by Doja Cat!

Maybe the villains try cosplaying as the characters so that darling will notice them? And if darling likes it then the villains may suggest some... roleplay??? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[choococho]

I want to add more explanation to this cause after posting I thought it was pretty vague, so I'll use some characters as examples to what I mean, with Caesar and Kars being the examples.

Tbh, for now, I didn't really think too deeply about what kind of yandere Caesar is, tho generally I believe he will stay consistently the same no matter his SO, time period, and AU. I don't really see him as the kidnapping super obsessive yandere type, and more manipulative, charismatic overprotective ""friend"" (he has a high likelihood of charming his SO into falling in love with him and upgrade to overprotective bf) type of yandere, with the only exception being 2 cases: Pre-BT Caesar and a pillar men world* Caesar.

Pre-BT Caesar is significantly more aggressive than BT Caesar, and will definitely be ok with kidnapping if needed, whatever if Caesar let's his SO out after his enlightenment moment where he turned to good, is something that I didn't really think of yet, but I think it may depend on if his SO is willing to forgive him (and start on a new page probably) or not.

APMW Caesar is also not far from kidnapping but only in a specific context, that context being most other people he was close to died or suffered severe injuries that lead into him becoming really paranoid about his SO's safety (whatever that SO is a hamon user or a regular person in another job/ position matters only a little bit as he may be more open about the Idea of letting his SO be free if they're a hamon user than if not, but even that's a low chance) Even then APMW Caesar isn't really that different from regular Caesar aside from that context.

Now to Kars…..ohhh boy, Kars.

I remember like…75 percent of what happened in part 8 and 30 percent of part 7 (last I read the part was 2020 i will re-read it again when I have time I swear-) and most of the anime (and stone ocean that I read as a manga)…but god maybe I don't remember all the characters correctly but I legit think Kars may be the yandere with the most insane differences when it comes to how his yandere tendencies show themselves depending on his SO. From whatever they're human, vampire, pillarmen, hamon user, to the time period (pre pillarmen genocide and Canon BT period being the main 2 time periods) and AU. Like, depending on what you got on the roulette for these 3, his behaviour can range from "let's get married and have strong, perfect pillar children" to Judge Claude Frollo from the hunch back of notre dame levels of messed up obsession, because no way this man is accepting falling in love with a lowly human with open arms.

Anyway, I hope this post cleared what I meant.

a pillar men world: APMW: an AU where the pillarmen won. I will write more details on a later date, because only after writing Caesar's part did I realise that I mentioned an AU I haven't talked about yet :))))))

[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.**

[princelylove]

Princeee i had this dream with yandere Kars were i accepted to go with him if he helped me escape (from other yandere JJBA characters) and at some point i panicked because my cat wasn't there and when i found her i told him my reason to live was my cat and he was so fucking cute he told me if my cat was my reason to live it changed and he would take care of her! (although he looked me like if i was an almost extinguished animal or a priced toy who could go things and he got surprised with me running fast or dodging even tho i had escaped him like 3 times before 😭)

How are you people having character dreams. I just get The Horrors nightly.

Kars loves life. He's not going to hurt your cat, but he'll certainly hurt you. It's a bit hypocritical, actually, humans are animals in their own right (and scientifically classified as one), but Kars isn't fond of them in the slightest.

You are a toy. Just as he left Santana, he will leave you when you prove to be more hassle than you're worth. Your cat, however, will survive. What a cute kitty. He may be a pathological liar, but at least animal cruelty isn't on the list.

I think realistically, he'd let you get a good distance away before starting to chase you. It isn't fun if he catches you immediately. If you're genuinely outrunning him, firstly, what are you, secondly, that's fun. What a nice surprise.

[platonicyanderewrighter]

Platonic yandere jojo villains (pt.2)

"Leave me alone"

(Pt.2)

(Tw): light yandere themes

I just got my school uniform after me and my sister went shopping for some things for my room. I was just glad to get out of there the fights between the men were more annoying than frightening at this point.

My sister is one of the few things that get them to stop. However the fights are toned down a bit when I'm out of my room.

The only ones that truly intimates you are Kars, Esidisi, and Wamuu. Thare fucking huge I never seen anyone that big! I always make sure to stay away from them.

The only thing that annoys you today is that Doppio and kira came along. However kira is much more bearable than Doppio as long as he doesn't do his monolog about a quite life.

He's quite like me and wants a "normal" life although your definition of normal is different from his

You were trying to stay away from Doppio but if i slowed my walking down he would to. It's not like he was touching me but he was too close for comfort.

So when you saw a bookstore you snuck away from them so you can have a little time to yourself.

After a few minutes you found a book you wanted but it was just out of your reach

(Kira): why aren't you with your sister?

(Y/n): holy shi-. I'm not with them because I need some time alone.

(Kira): understandable.

I started to reach the for the book again, kira saw that I was struggling to reach the book and he got it for me.

(Y/n): thanks.

I quickly paid and started walking away Kira followed me.

(Y/n): hay kira. Can I ask a question? Do you know why Doppio is so clingy towards me like it was somewhat bearable, but now it's driving me crazy!

(Kira): I don't know either, he is usually clingy towards your sister. But if you want my opinion he is more bearable than the others they always cause chaos.

I couldn't help but glare at him

(Y/n): but you can leave! Your one of the most normal out of the rest of them!

Kira just nodded. I can't wait for school i can get away from the chaos and make more friends so I can get away longer.

Once we met back up with my sister and Doppio he started to go on a rant about how I shouldn't run off without telling him and your sister.

I kinda shut my mind off so I don't have to hear the same lecture over and over.

(Sister): calm down Doppio she was with kira also she can handle herself.

(Doppio):.......fine.

Time skip

When we got home I made a b-line back to my room i knew I had other things to bring to my room but I needed a few minutes alone.

But since I was lost in my thoughts I didn't notice Kars walking down the hallway.........until I ran into his leg.

(Y/n internally): fuck.

(Y/n):............ sorry.

I really picked up my pace to my room borderline jogging. Kars is one of the few people that I'm terrified of especially when he's angry.

Though I didn't see if he was angry or not i because i zoomed off

When I walked downstairs to get the rest of my stuff I heard the others talking about how I should be home schooled.

I didn't really pay attention to who was talking but I just zoomed back to my room. I jumped on my bed and started to read my book I just bought.

I was just about to finish the first chapter when I heard my sister call up to me

(Sister): y/n! Please come down here for a second!

(Y/n): damnit.

When I walked down the stairs I saw Doppio and kira talking with my sister. I didn't want to deal with this but if it meant I wouldn't be bothered later i guess I can get over it.

(Y/n): you need something?

(Sister): so me, Doppio, and kira were talking about homeschooling would you want to do something like that?

(Y/n): no. i perfer to go to school and besides I already have my uniform.

(Sister): okay I figured you wouldn't like the idea of home schooling.

(Doppio): why not? I think you would do better if you were home schooled.

(Kira): drop it Doppio.

Seeing that they didn't need anything i went back into my room. Though it was boring to stay in my room you were left alone.

Hearing some little steps outside my door and some scraping.........

(Y/n): wtf?

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

I’d like to ask for I and W for Kars

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

He wants his darling to be at his beck and call like the wonderful servant they are. Perhaps he'll repay them for their complete obedience by bestowing them with immortality so that can continue to serve him forever. But he'll make it a point that they are not like the others he'll have. They will alway be his favorite. They will be treated better than the others.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Oh he's not afraid to harm his darling. He sometimes hurts them without even trying. He forgets how frail humans really are but he never apologizes for it, it's honestly quite amusing to him when he watches their expression contort into one of pain and hear their screams.

[apocalypseyoshia]

I can’t stop thinking about yandere dad Kars with a energetic kid reader so fuck uni work I’m going to write it

Yandere dad kars x reader

(Small update; i wrote this at 4 am in a melatonin high soo if you see any mistakes, no you don’t.)

You where probably a child found by his tribe after a fight. None of the elders thought you should stay, you where from a different tribe, you where their enemy, you shouldn’t have the luxury of living on especially when your tribe had lost.

Kars back then was a fighter he had earned himself a high rank high enough where it’s respectable but he still got to fight on the battlefield, he had heard of your existence but he was neutral on the matter, after all why would he care about an existence of a child? That is until he had met you.

You where crying for hours with no sign of stopping anytime soon, he was polishing off his weapons and your insufferable crying had gotten to him, how bad is it to stop a child from crying? Why is it taking this long? how come your tiny vocal cords haven’t given up?

All these questions had infuriated him so he went to see for himself and what he saw shocked him, you had been crying your little lungs out, to the point where your face was practically blue. He had to respect how strong you where to hold out like that.

He calmly walked over to you and the moment you saw him your cry’s died down till they eventually disappeared, maybe it’s because kars reminded you of your own father or you felt he had no malicious intent towards you unlike more than half of the tribe, but it didn’t matter you had finally stopped crying and the people who were taking care of you had to seize the opportunity.

You know that feeling that first time father’s say they feel after holding their child for the first time, as if they wanted to protect them from the cruel cold world, like they always wanted to keep them by their side and never let them leave? now multiply that feeling by an unimaginable number that was how kars felt as he held you for the first time.

While kars held you for the first time while the others had trying to get you to eat since from when you came to them till now you had not eaten a thing. kars had to admit after finding this out he was angry, no anger wasn’t even close to what he was feeling. I mean how absolutely how could they let a baby as small as you go hungry! Do they just not have a working brain are they stupid! yea that’s it they are all Incompetent he can’t let them take care of you, if he did he would be a horrible fath- caretaker he meant caretaker.

He took the spoon from them and looked at them angrily as of to say ‘don’t you dare come near us’ they took the hint and took a step back to scared to interrupt him, they knew better. Kars slowly being to feed you, you where small on the edge of malnourishment, he fed you even more than necessary he didn’t want to see you that malnourishment ever again he would never let that happen.

To the others distain he had grown fond of you, assigning himself as your father, and god as your father he made everything so much harder to deal with. he was insisted on feeding you, he refused to let you sleep away from him and it took you longer to walk because he had thought that you should just rely on him, the other kids where five and running, while you where five and learning how to stand up without grabbing onto something.

You learned everything late because your father was scared of you growing up too fast, he was definitely the reason you where held back in development, many tried to convince him to let you learn by yourself but they where always met with a swift cut from one of his blades, most of the time it wasn’t lethal but it was deep enough to hurt… most of the time

But he never took anything out on you, you didn’t know better, you where a child, his helpless, weak, soft child, how could he ever even think about taking it out on you?

You grew up to be a vary curious, energetic child with vary strong ideologies. You wanted to explore and hunt, look around and discover. You where the closet with satans and you often bonded over your shared interest in humanity, not that your father ever let you look into your interest.

“It’s too dangerous, human’s are savage creatures that have no respect for evaluation.” Why did he have to bring up the same point again and again was beyond you, but it didn’t stop you from snooping, taking books from the elders, taking anything that was left behind from human travelers, any information you could get your hands on

But unfortunately your father caught you a couple of times (thanks Esidsi) and he punished you accordingly, a month of not going out without him, he also might have fought the elders, how could they give you a book about human?! They should know better than to give a child ideas, as for all your little trinkets consider them confiscated

As you got older it seemed to be harder and harder to keep you in check, you could no longer stay still and your absurd interest in humans and other feeble creatures showed nothing but growth, that was until they where instoned…

After they where reawakened, the first thing kars did was look for you and check on you whilst Esidesi and wammu dealt with the pest’s (Joseph and Caesar), after they left and found a place to lay low for a few days, as they tried to understand what had happened in the years they where cemented in stone

Kars wasn’t interested in the human’s until he found out they where the reason for his ‘hibernation’, after he figured it out he was beyond pissed, how dare they! They could have taken you away from your father, you could have been raised by those idiots from the tribe, you where too fragile for that! And those idiots didn’t know how to take care of you, not like how your father does.

You could have been hurt or even worse you could have left him completely! He was going to make them pay. You however where thrilled! Just look at all the new invention’s, so many bright lights and vibrant colors! It was pure bliss, you needed to see more

[fabunicorn]

Pillarmen forced agree part 5

Warnings

Forced agere

Agere

Yandereism

Diapers

Drugging

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You stared blankly at the mobile spinning above your head you could hear the muffled voices of your self proclaimed *caregivers* Kars was upset with Whamu for ‘hogging’ you it was only your second day here, it was ridiculous in your mind Kars had barely left you alone only leaving you when he had to leave for that mission. “You must let us spend time with her she must view us as her caretakers and put her full trust in us, she can’t do that if her brother is hogging her attention” Kars glared at Whamu outside of the door having what he thought to be a serious conversation. Meanwhile Whamu was trying his hardest to contain his laughter he’d never seen Kars jealous before and over something so small and pathetic, even Eisidisi was mad at the young pillarmen.

Deeming the conversation over Kars sent one final glare at Whamu and opened the door to your nursery making his way to your bassinet cooing lightly at you when he saw you make a tiny yawn. “Good morning my little one I hope you slept well” kars said in a hushed voice, he of course expected no response they had been filling your bottles with herbal tonics to weaken your body and lessen your speech, the pillarmens race being much more advanced they had discovered specific affects of plants thousands of years ago. You simply just laid there unmoving until he lifted you out of the bassinet making tiny grunts and whine of protest you still didn’t like the pillarmen but knowing of your body’s weakened state you chose to ignore them only protesting when they touched or moved you. Kars nodded towards Whamu and Eisidisi “I shall handle the little ones care today, you continue the search” both pillarmen made hums in agreement an left the room quickly not wishing to invoke the wrath of their leader.

Kars carried you over to the changing table changing your diaper and also putting you in a fleeced purple onesie ‘thank god I wasn’t conscious when they took care of a dirty diaper, dear god’ you assumed you had, had a dirty diaper since you had been fed a lot and been there for along time, you just thanked whatever higher being there was that you were not conscious when it happened and that the other pillarmen didn’t tease you about it. Kars took you to the throne room and fed you as he normally would before burping you and standing up again he broke the silence once again “it is finally time for you to see the rest of your home, little one.” Kars carried you throughout the base pointing out statues as he moved along “this one right here was a great warrior back when I was young, but when the time came of course your daddy beat him.” He carried you into a big room with walls made of what seemed to be sandstone with strange and complicated texts written all over the walls. “This is the very history of our people recorded over millennia, one day you shall learn to read it too, its very important that you know of your ancestors great power and history.”

After he was done showing the various texts and reading some aloud he deemed it to be enough stimulation for you and began carrying you back to your room, you whine in protest seemingly intrigued by the varying messages and images on the wall. You felt a soft chuckle vibrating through Kars chest “not to worry little one you will see and read it again soon, I will be sure of that.” He spoke before continuing back to your nursery. Checking your nappy once again Kars laid you down on his lap grabbing a large book from the table beside him, you could not read the title as it was in a language that had been long forgotten by humankind. The pillarmen began reading translating the text to English, it was about the brutal wars between the pillarmen and the humans going into specific detail when it came to the torture of the humans the stories nature and seemingly true history made you shiver in disgust Kars taking notice spoke. “I know it is unpleasant little one for you to hear about the treatment of a race that you considered yourself to be bu this is the truth of our kind and what we are meant to do and be.”

You whimpered ‘I don’t want to be a killer, I want to be with my friends and family again’ you thought tears welling up in your eyes, kars sighed “perhaps you are too young for such stories yet, my apologies my baby girl I will not show you these again until your older and you remember as long as your daddy, papa and brother are here no one shall ever harm you, EVER.” He hugged you to his chest bouncing you up and down in an attempt to soothe you swaying slightly humming an all familiar lullaby as you drifted off to sleep the other two pillarmen entered the room, alas you were too tired to care as the drugs they put in your bottle took effect and lulled you into a peaceful sleep. Eisidisi was the first to speak “Lord Kars, we have discovered that the stone currently resides in Italy, the vampires have warned us that those two lowlife hamon users are travelling there to train as we speak.” Fumed Eisidisi, Kars put you down into your bassinet before turning to the other two pillarmen gaze hardening “those savage brutes who hurt our baby already trying to steal from us, we shall not let that happen tomorrow we devise a plan to destroy those lowlifes and gain the red stone of aja.”

Whamu and Eisidis smirked back at Kars, Whamu laughing slightly “those humans shall pay for ever hurting our family and for even thinking of disrupting our goals.” He spoke turning back to his master who each had the same blood lustful looks in their eyes.

End of chapter 5

Hi I know reader sleeps a lot in this and that’s because I’m going for a newborn type of treatment as that will make the pillarmen view reader as even more weak and helpless and newborns sleep a lot (is it weird saying that being treatment like a newborn is nice, like its so relaxing but I can’t help but to imagine it in a ageplay sense like Yandere kaming you helpless,idk intrusive thoughts I guess I don’t know id its wrong to bring that up on an agere story but seeing as I’m not putting the two together and talking about them as two different topics its ok? Idk someone help me I’m anxious and intrusive thoughts are winning the day)

Anyways hope you enjoyed I feel like this is not on par with my other stuff but oh well, I tried.