Stay $3.77 <<Y/n has been feeling unsafe in her home lately so she calls Polnareff to help her.>>
My treat $5.39 <<Josuke has decided to introduce his cutesy girlfriend into a little game he’s caught wind of.>>
Soon $6.12 <<Jotaro is fed up with watching Y/n from afar soon he’ll have her, soon she will be his.>>
Cocktails
Run, bunny run $10 <<Y/n takes the chance to escape with a stand she has kept as a secret from Josuke. What she doesn’t know is he has been tailing her.>>
I’m sorry $9.00 <<While Josuke attends school the house is left empty,the opportunity to escape is far to good to pass up.>>
Don’t make me $7.99 <<Josuke is able to get his grimy hands on some questionable footage using it to his advantage.>>
Sinful $8.30 <<Mista takes it upon himself to punish his darling little girlfriend in the best way he knows how.>>
On edge $9.67 <<Illuso needs you all to himself, but you just can’t get that through your head so he will force it in.>>
Whiskey
I’ll do better $7.27 <<Dio has finally had enough watching you associate yourself with his lesser than brother after repeatedly ordering you to stay away.>>
Deal with the devil $8.39 <<One day you help a wounded man lying in front of your rented apartment building when you complete treating him it seems Diavolo couldn’t get enough of you.>>
Stand down $7.98 <<Jospeh has had enough leaving you to fend on your own, without his protection you’re stuck in a questionable situation.>>
Bourbon
Dirty deeds $9.32 <<Dio lays his eyes upon Jonathan’s sweet innocent little cousin convinced he has to have her despite the chance she denies him what’s his.>>
Yes please $8.67 <<Baby Jolyene is feeling a little lonely and asks her father for a sibling.>>
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can you write a oneshot with diavolo & prompts 🧁,🥧,🍓 thank you 😔🙏
Yandere Diavolo x reader
📦Summary📦: One day you help a wounded man lying in front of your rented apartment building when you complete treating him it seems Diavolo couldn’t get enough of you.
💎A/n💎: Love me some Yandere Diavolo 😋 he honestly scares me.
Deal with the devil
The lack of civilians should be a clear indication of potential harm, but the recent fight or flight trigger you’ve endured skewered any logical reactions to your current situation. You weren’t imagining the lingering gaze observing you while you slept nor the faint intimate caresses while you showered.
The past isn’t an issue anymore right now your main goal is arriving to the comfort of your home which seems to be more of a challenge then originally anticipated. The utter silence made it possible to sense another human being one who was on your tail.
You sprinted to your apartment complex door hastily fishing for the keycard to enter the entrance door.
“Were do you think you’re going?” Startled you accidentally dropped the key.
“Hello, who’s there?” You didn’t wait for a response snatching the keycard unlocking the main door and slamming it behind you.
The familiarity of the voice was most unnerving but you didn’t have time to investigate, at least not till you are safe in the comfort of your home.
You jogged to the elevator and pressed the button waiting as patiently as you could manage. The uneasy feeling of another presence intensified and the deafening silence, stale and chilly air wasn’t helping.
The prolonged wait for the elevator in this creepy lobby wasn’t exactly a favorable position for you. In the silence you could hear every ding of the elevator, every rat scurrying across the tile, and the rhythmatic dripping of liquid.
The elevator was two floors above the lobby, soon you’d be home cuddled up with your cat and a warm cup of tea .
Just one more floor, almost there. 
Finally!
Red. Red. Red.
Your body convulsed at the horrific sight instantaneous jumping back.
What the fuck..
Red. Red. Red.
The elevator was drenched in the crimson blood of a man who was formally known as your neighbor. Guts were smeared all over the walls and the decapitated body laid spread in the center of the elevator a ragged opening in the center of the chest where it appeared a person ripped open the chest cavity proceeding to scoop out the organs to decorate the walls. You were frozen in place blood pooling around your quivering figure.
Just when you thought it couldn’t get worse the head rolled from the elevator to your feet. The shock that over took your body was almost powerful enough to cause you to overlook the three letter inscribed word written in the forehead. Almost.
Run.
Whoever did this didn’t have to tell you twice. You dashed for the lobby door only to find out it’s locked shut.
“You know I hoped this chase would be much more eventful, I’ve just been left disappointed.”
You went with the next best option: the stairs.
“Typical choice,” The assailant yawns. “Be original, I know you can that's why I've watched you.”
You've quickened your speed running two steps at a time.
“That jittery feeling running up your spin do you feel it? That tingling sensation in your gut do you like it?”
Their words smothered you in anxiety. Tears burned against your freezing skin, the cool air whipping past you. You've reached the third floor now and their voice reaches it with you.
“How much longer can you continue? I have to say I admire your dedication in participating in my little game.”
The ache in your thighs and strained breathing is starting to catch up to you, but the voice and its owner is gone, regardless the sense of danger and feeling of dread continue to linger.
Your pace slows to a light jog as you approach the top of the forth floor.
Reluctantly you pause to breathe.
Maybe they have given up, maybe someone else has stumbled upon the body and have alerted authorities.
After composing yourself you reach for the door knob pushing the door open with a heavy shove.
Unlike the dimly lit lobby the fourth floor is completely pitch black.
“Oh no.” You whisper. Fear coursing through your veins.
“ ‘Oh no’ would be correct. Welcome to level two!” The assailant spoke from behind you. “Now I’ve come to realize we are playing such an intimate game of mine, and you don't even know my name. I am Diavolo.”
Diavolo the name sounds familiar. “Diavolo!? why have you returned.”
“Only to say thanks, what kind of man would I be to not return to his lover after she tended to his wounds.”
“Well I appreciate it very much, you may go now.” Lover what it gods name is he talking about?
“I don’t believe we've completed our game until then I will remain by your side.”
“I am not playing a game with some sick tyrant. Leave me alone please.”
“Has my butchering of your little friend scare you? I won't hurt you I promise, unless you’d like me too?” He smirked. “How about a deal I’m sure that will interest you?”
“A deal with the devil, I think not.”
“Are you sure this one is in your best interest. I’ll give you ten seconds to run and if you outrun me I’ll let you go.”
“And if I don’t?”
“I fuck you like the good girl you are.”
You shudder at the thought. Deal or no deal? what better options do you have?
“Okay deal.”
“10” you sprint in the direction farthest from Diavolo.
“9” you round the first corner maintaining the same pace.
“8, 7” you continue running until you reach another staircase.
“6, 5, 4” you ran to the fifth floor no longer able to hear Diavolo, but you count down in your head.
“3, 2” you stumble on to the fifth floor panting. You can’t go on.
“1” you race to the apartment doors ringing each doorbell and knocking aggressively.
“HELP! HELP ME! HELP A MAN IS TRYING TO KILL ME!” Diavolo enters the fifth floor walking not running with a furious expression plastered to his face.
You jog down to the end of the hall banging against each wooden door. Your voice is hoarse and your fists are bleeding. “Help please”
Exhausted you slump down into a crying heap on the ground allowing Diavolo to catch up to you. Diavolo grips onto your hair lifting you up. You release a scream and are abruptly shoved into the wall by his hand on your throat.
“I’ve had enough of your screeching. I’ve won now you must obey.” Your face is met with a slap so powerful it knocks you out.
You awaken lying on your bed in your dingy apartment cheek stinging from the blow. Diavolo groans as he runs his hands up your figure. You are suddenly made painfully aware Diavolo has stripped you naked.
Diavolo slowly runs his finger from your breasts down to your pussy sending a shiver up your spin. He uses his two fingers to massage your clit picking up his pace when you don’t give him the reaction he craves.
“Submit to me.” Diavolo growled into your ear. You bite back a moan creeping up your throat. You’d be lying to yourself if you believed it didn’t feel amazing.
Diavolo slips his fingers into your wet pussy maintaining a consistent pace that leaves you quivering. “Tell me who owns you.”
You moan at the command. Diavolo shifts his fingers to press against the spot that has you seeing stars. “Tell me.”
Yourself restraint is just about gone, but when Diavolo massages your clit with his thumb while finger fucking you, you lose it. “Fuck! You Diavolo you own me!”
Diavolo groans at your submission abruptly removing his fingers to unbuckle his pants. He flips you onto your back ordering you to get on all fours before spitting into his hand using it to stroke his dick. Diavolo slides into your awaiting pussy at full force.
The following minutes are full of your high pitched moans, Diavolo’s deep lowly groans and the sounds of his skin slapping against yours.
“I’m going to cum!” Diavolo spanks your ass.
“Beg and I’ll consider allowing you to cum.” You didn’t hesitate to obey his command.
“Diavolo please let me cum please! You feel so good.”
“Cum, slut.” You finally release the coil that has been steadily building in your gut Diavolo follwing in suite.
You slump against the sheets ready to sleep when Diavolo whispers in your ear, “don’t sleep now darling we have a long night ahead of us.”
can you write a oneshot with diavolo & prompts 🧁,🥧,🍓 thank you 😔🙏
Yandere Diavolo x reader
📦Summary📦: One day you help a wounded man lying in front of your rented apartment building when you complete treating him it seems Diavolo couldn’t get enough of you.
💎A/n💎: Love me some Yandere Diavolo 😋 he honestly scares me.
Deal with the devil
The lack of civilians should be a clear indication of potential harm, but the recent fight or flight trigger you’ve endured skewered any logical reactions to your current situation. You weren’t imagining the lingering gaze observing you while you slept nor the faint intimate caresses while you showered.
The past isn’t an issue anymore right now your main goal is arriving to the comfort of your home which seems to be more of a challenge then originally anticipated. The utter silence made it possible to sense another human being one who was on your tail.
You sprinted to your apartment complex door hastily fishing for the keycard to enter the entrance door.
“Were do you think you’re going?” Startled you accidentally dropped the key.
“Hello, who’s there?” You didn’t wait for a response snatching the keycard unlocking the main door and slamming it behind you.
The familiarity of the voice was most unnerving but you didn’t have time to investigate, at least not till you are safe in the comfort of your home.
You jogged to the elevator and pressed the button waiting as patiently as you could manage. The uneasy feeling of another presence intensified and the deafening silence, stale and chilly air wasn’t helping.
The prolonged wait for the elevator in this creepy lobby wasn’t exactly a favorable position for you. In the silence you could hear every ding of the elevator, every rat scurrying across the tile, and the rhythmatic dripping of liquid.
The elevator was two floors above the lobby, soon you’d be home cuddled up with your cat and a warm cup of tea .
Just one more floor, almost there. 
Finally!
Red. Red. Red.
Your body convulsed at the horrific sight instantaneous jumping back.
What the fuck..
Red. Red. Red.
The elevator was drenched in the crimson blood of a man who was formally known as your neighbor. Guts were smeared all over the walls and the decapitated body laid spread in the center of the elevator a ragged opening in the center of the chest where it appeared a person ripped open the chest cavity proceeding to scoop out the organs to decorate the walls. You were frozen in place blood pooling around your quivering figure.
Just when you thought it couldn’t get worse the head rolled from the elevator to your feet. The shock that over took your body was almost powerful enough to cause you to overlook the three letter inscribed word written in the forehead. Almost.
Run.
Whoever did this didn’t have to tell you twice. You dashed for the lobby door only to find out it’s locked shut.
“You know I hoped this chase would be much more eventful, I’ve just been left disappointed.”
You went with the next best option: the stairs.
“Typical choice,” The assailant yawns. “Be original, I know you can that's why I've watched you.”
You've quickened your speed running two steps at a time.
“That jittery feeling running up your spin do you feel it? That tingling sensation in your gut do you like it?”
Their words smothered you in anxiety. Tears burned against your freezing skin, the cool air whipping past you. You've reached the third floor now and their voice reaches it with you.
“How much longer can you continue? I have to say I admire your dedication in participating in my little game.”
The ache in your thighs and strained breathing is starting to catch up to you, but the voice and its owner is gone, regardless the sense of danger and feeling of dread continue to linger.
Your pace slows to a light jog as you approach the top of the forth floor.
Reluctantly you pause to breathe.
Maybe they have given up, maybe someone else has stumbled upon the body and have alerted authorities.
After composing yourself you reach for the door knob pushing the door open with a heavy shove.
Unlike the dimly lit lobby the fourth floor is completely pitch black.
“Oh no.” You whisper. Fear coursing through your veins.
“ ‘Oh no’ would be correct. Welcome to level two!” The assailant spoke from behind you. “Now I’ve come to realize we are playing such an intimate game of mine, and you don't even know my name. I am Diavolo.”
Diavolo the name sounds familiar. “Diavolo!? why have you returned.”
“Only to say thanks, what kind of man would I be to not return to his lover after she tended to his wounds.”
“Well I appreciate it very much, you may go now.” Lover what it gods name is he talking about?
“I don’t believe we've completed our game until then I will remain by your side.”
“I am not playing a game with some sick tyrant. Leave me alone please.”
“Has my butchering of your little friend scare you? I won't hurt you I promise, unless you’d like me too?” He smirked. “How about a deal I’m sure that will interest you?”
“A deal with the devil, I think not.”
“Are you sure this one is in your best interest. I’ll give you ten seconds to run and if you outrun me I’ll let you go.”
“And if I don’t?”
“I fuck you like the good girl you are.”
You shudder at the thought. Deal or no deal? what better options do you have?
“Okay deal.”
“10” you sprint in the direction farthest from Diavolo.
“9” you round the first corner maintaining the same pace.
“8, 7” you continue running until you reach another staircase.
“6, 5, 4” you ran to the fifth floor no longer able to hear Diavolo, but you count down in your head.
“3, 2” you stumble on to the fifth floor panting. You can’t go on.
“1” you race to the apartment doors ringing each doorbell and knocking aggressively.
“HELP! HELP ME! HELP A MAN IS TRYING TO KILL ME!” Diavolo enters the fifth floor walking not running with a furious expression plastered to his face.
You jog down to the end of the hall banging against each wooden door. Your voice is hoarse and your fists are bleeding. “Help please”
Exhausted you slump down into a crying heap on the ground allowing Diavolo to catch up to you. Diavolo grips onto your hair lifting you up. You release a scream and are abruptly shoved into the wall by his hand on your throat.
“I’ve had enough of your screeching. I’ve won now you must obey.” Your face is met with a slap so powerful it knocks you out.
You awaken lying on your bed in your dingy apartment cheek stinging from the blow. Diavolo groans as he runs his hands up your figure. You are suddenly made painfully aware Diavolo has stripped you naked.
Diavolo slowly runs his finger from your breasts down to your pussy sending a shiver up your spin. He uses his two fingers to massage your clit picking up his pace when you don’t give him the reaction he craves.
“Submit to me.” Diavolo growled into your ear. You bite back a moan creeping up your throat. You’d be lying to yourself if you believed it didn’t feel amazing.
Diavolo slips his fingers into your wet pussy maintaining a consistent pace that leaves you quivering. “Tell me who owns you.”
You moan at the command. Diavolo shifts his fingers to press against the spot that has you seeing stars. “Tell me.”
Yourself restraint is just about gone, but when Diavolo massages your clit with his thumb while finger fucking you, you lose it. “Fuck! You Diavolo you own me!”
Diavolo groans at your submission abruptly removing his fingers to unbuckle his pants. He flips you onto your back ordering you to get on all fours before spitting into his hand using it to stroke his dick. Diavolo slides into your awaiting pussy at full force.
The following minutes are full of your high pitched moans, Diavolo’s deep lowly groans and the sounds of his skin slapping against yours.
“I’m going to cum!” Diavolo spanks your ass.
“Beg and I’ll consider allowing you to cum.” You didn’t hesitate to obey his command.
“Diavolo please let me cum please! You feel so good.”
“Cum, slut.” You finally release the coil that has been steadily building in your gut Diavolo follwing in suite.
You slump against the sheets ready to sleep when Diavolo whispers in your ear, “don’t sleep now darling we have a long night ahead of us.”
can you write a oneshot with diavolo & prompts 🧁,🥧,🍓 thank you 😔🙏
Yandere Diavolo x reader
📦Summary📦: One day you help a wounded man lying in front of your rented apartment building when you complete treating him it seems Diavolo couldn’t get enough of you.
💎A/n💎: Love me some Yandere Diavolo 😋 he honestly scares me.
Deal with the devil
The lack of civilians should be a clear indication of potential harm, but the recent fight or flight trigger you’ve endured skewered any logical reactions to your current situation. You weren’t imagining the lingering gaze observing you while you slept nor the faint intimate caresses while you showered.
The past isn’t an issue anymore right now your main goal is arriving to the comfort of your home which seems to be more of a challenge then originally anticipated. The utter silence made it possible to sense another human being one who was on your tail.
You sprinted to your apartment complex door hastily fishing for the keycard to enter the entrance door.
“Were do you think you’re going?” Startled you accidentally dropped the key.
“Hello, who’s there?” You didn’t wait for a response snatching the keycard unlocking the main door and slamming it behind you.
The familiarity of the voice was most unnerving but you didn’t have time to investigate, at least not till you are safe in the comfort of your home.
You jogged to the elevator and pressed the button waiting as patiently as you could manage. The uneasy feeling of another presence intensified and the deafening silence, stale and chilly air wasn’t helping.
The prolonged wait for the elevator in this creepy lobby wasn’t exactly a favorable position for you. In the silence you could hear every ding of the elevator, every rat scurrying across the tile, and the rhythmatic dripping of liquid.
The elevator was two floors above the lobby, soon you’d be home cuddled up with your cat and a warm cup of tea .
Just one more floor, almost there. 
Finally!
Red. Red. Red.
Your body convulsed at the horrific sight instantaneous jumping back.
What the fuck..
Red. Red. Red.
The elevator was drenched in the crimson blood of a man who was formally known as your neighbor. Guts were smeared all over the walls and the decapitated body laid spread in the center of the elevator a ragged opening in the center of the chest where it appeared a person ripped open the chest cavity proceeding to scoop out the organs to decorate the walls. You were frozen in place blood pooling around your quivering figure.
Just when you thought it couldn’t get worse the head rolled from the elevator to your feet. The shock that over took your body was almost powerful enough to cause you to overlook the three letter inscribed word written in the forehead. Almost.
Run.
Whoever did this didn’t have to tell you twice. You dashed for the lobby door only to find out it’s locked shut.
“You know I hoped this chase would be much more eventful, I’ve just been left disappointed.”
You went with the next best option: the stairs.
“Typical choice,” The assailant yawns. “Be original, I know you can that's why I've watched you.”
You've quickened your speed running two steps at a time.
“That jittery feeling running up your spin do you feel it? That tingling sensation in your gut do you like it?”
Their words smothered you in anxiety. Tears burned against your freezing skin, the cool air whipping past you. You've reached the third floor now and their voice reaches it with you.
“How much longer can you continue? I have to say I admire your dedication in participating in my little game.”
The ache in your thighs and strained breathing is starting to catch up to you, but the voice and its owner is gone, regardless the sense of danger and feeling of dread continue to linger.
Your pace slows to a light jog as you approach the top of the forth floor.
Reluctantly you pause to breathe.
Maybe they have given up, maybe someone else has stumbled upon the body and have alerted authorities.
After composing yourself you reach for the door knob pushing the door open with a heavy shove.
Unlike the dimly lit lobby the fourth floor is completely pitch black.
“Oh no.” You whisper. Fear coursing through your veins.
“ ‘Oh no’ would be correct. Welcome to level two!” The assailant spoke from behind you. “Now I’ve come to realize we are playing such an intimate game of mine, and you don't even know my name. I am Diavolo.”
Diavolo the name sounds familiar. “Diavolo!? why have you returned.”
“Only to say thanks, what kind of man would I be to not return to his lover after she tended to his wounds.”
“Well I appreciate it very much, you may go now.” Lover what it gods name is he talking about?
“I don’t believe we've completed our game until then I will remain by your side.”
“I am not playing a game with some sick tyrant. Leave me alone please.”
“Has my butchering of your little friend scare you? I won't hurt you I promise, unless you’d like me too?” He smirked. “How about a deal I’m sure that will interest you?”
“A deal with the devil, I think not.”
“Are you sure this one is in your best interest. I’ll give you ten seconds to run and if you outrun me I’ll let you go.”
“And if I don’t?”
“I fuck you like the good girl you are.”
You shudder at the thought. Deal or no deal? what better options do you have?
“Okay deal.”
“10” you sprint in the direction farthest from Diavolo.
“9” you round the first corner maintaining the same pace.
“8, 7” you continue running until you reach another staircase.
“6, 5, 4” you ran to the fifth floor no longer able to hear Diavolo, but you count down in your head.
“3, 2” you stumble on to the fifth floor panting. You can’t go on.
“1” you race to the apartment doors ringing each doorbell and knocking aggressively.
“HELP! HELP ME! HELP A MAN IS TRYING TO KILL ME!” Diavolo enters the fifth floor walking not running with a furious expression plastered to his face.
You jog down to the end of the hall banging against each wooden door. Your voice is hoarse and your fists are bleeding. “Help please”
Exhausted you slump down into a crying heap on the ground allowing Diavolo to catch up to you. Diavolo grips onto your hair lifting you up. You release a scream and are abruptly shoved into the wall by his hand on your throat.
“I’ve had enough of your screeching. I’ve won now you must obey.” Your face is met with a slap so powerful it knocks you out.
You awaken lying on your bed in your dingy apartment cheek stinging from the blow. Diavolo groans as he runs his hands up your figure. You are suddenly made painfully aware Diavolo has stripped you naked.
Diavolo slowly runs his finger from your breasts down to your pussy sending a shiver up your spin. He uses his two fingers to massage your clit picking up his pace when you don’t give him the reaction he craves.
“Submit to me.” Diavolo growled into your ear. You bite back a moan creeping up your throat. You’d be lying to yourself if you believed it didn’t feel amazing.
Diavolo slips his fingers into your wet pussy maintaining a consistent pace that leaves you quivering. “Tell me who owns you.”
You moan at the command. Diavolo shifts his fingers to press against the spot that has you seeing stars. “Tell me.”
Yourself restraint is just about gone, but when Diavolo massages your clit with his thumb while finger fucking you, you lose it. “Fuck! You Diavolo you own me!”
Diavolo groans at your submission abruptly removing his fingers to unbuckle his pants. He flips you onto your back ordering you to get on all fours before spitting into his hand using it to stroke his dick. Diavolo slides into your awaiting pussy at full force.
The following minutes are full of your high pitched moans, Diavolo’s deep lowly groans and the sounds of his skin slapping against yours.
“I’m going to cum!” Diavolo spanks your ass.
“Beg and I’ll consider allowing you to cum.” You didn’t hesitate to obey his command.
“Diavolo please let me cum please! You feel so good.”
“Cum, slut.” You finally release the coil that has been steadily building in your gut Diavolo follwing in suite.
You slump against the sheets ready to sleep when Diavolo whispers in your ear, “don’t sleep now darling we have a long night ahead of us.”
little jolyne develops her stand early and asked her daddy jotaro if she can have a sibling. He says yes and she ties up darling until she gets one. yandere kujos hit different- aaaaaaa
Yandere Kujo family x
reader
📦Summary📦: Baby Jolyene is feeling a little lonely and asks her father for a sibling.
📦A/n📦: AAAAAHHHH I can definitely see this happening little mini Yandere Jolyene who learns best from her father. She’d be so lonely with only the company of her parents and her developing stand.
*Y/n doesn’t get to cum 😔.*
Yes please
Jolyne was seated at the large dining table drawing what seemed to be her imaginary friend with the brand new colored pencils her father recently purchased. You watched her from the kitchen island with a smile.
You love your daughter. To you she is the most important person in the world. Jolyne’s little legs were kicking back and forth under the table as she hummed to herself. The tv was blasting some kids cartoons and the sweet smell of chocolate cake wafted through the air.
You were about to turn around and check the temperature of the cake when you heard the keys jingling and the front door push open. “Daddy!” Jolyne jumped out of her chair and launched herself into Jotaro’s arms.
“Hello my little star.” Jotaro patted Jolyne’s hair before setting her back on the ground. Jotaro peered into the kitchen a confused expression plastered to his chiseled features. “Baby, star, where is mommy?”
Jolyne giggled, “she’s making a cake, mommy says she’ll let me decorate with her!” Jotaro narrowed his eyes still gazing into the kitchen but his features softened when he felt tiny hands pull on his jacket sleeve. “She doesn’t mean to be late she’s trying to set up all the pretty gummies and sprinkles!”
Jotaro knelt down to be eye level with his daughter, “I know baby but it’s still very important to do what?”
Jolyne completed the statement with an answer; “always greet daddy first.” He nodded in approval.
What the two didn’t know was you weren’t grabbing the sprinkles and setting up gummies you were hiding away in the kitchen while the cake burned.
You gathered what little courage you could manage and walked out of the kitchen with the cute little apron you wore to cover the expensive silk baby blue dress your darling husband requested you wear.
Jotaro looked unimpressed when you walked through the kitchen door two minutes late and his lack of enthusiasm revealed itself when you went to greet him.
The clicking of the white thigh-high heels announced your arrival without you having to verbally discuss it. You carefully walked up to your husband and enveloped him in the warmest hug you could manage. If only there was some way for your body heat to triple and burn the fucker where he stands.
“Hi baby.” You whispered. Jotaro’s hands Trailed down your back to your hips as his rough calloused fingers tightly gripped your waist.
“Do you think I’m stupid?”
Yes.
“No.” Why would he ask such a question? Of course you thought he was a delusional, incompetent, fool.
He kept his voice low to not alert his young daughter who stood mere inches away.
“What were you doing in there? Hiding out praying I’d leave?”
Yes.
“No.” Maybe you should say something to tide him over, something that’d act as a sort of shield to avoid a punishment. “I was just…” Just what? Hiding away hoping all your problems would leave with him. No you couldn’t say anything like that or you’d have hell to pay. “I just wanted to surprise you.” When you felt his muscles relax you knew you were in the clear.
“You’ve just been working so hard lately I thought maybe, you’d appreciate a little family project so,” you peeled yourself away from a suspectful Jotaro to kneel in front of your wide eyed daughter. “Want daddy to help us decorate the cake?” Jolyne nodded vigorously before rushing to the kitchen.
Jolyne scrambled to the kitchen island. She climbed atop of a stool and onto the counter where the beautiful, butterfly shape cake was cooling. “YAY MY CAKE!” You stood back up and giggled a bit before taking Jotaro’s hand to lead him to the counter.
After the decorating Jotaro relaxed completely forgetting about your little breach of the rules. Now the family was seated at the table getting ready for Jolyne to blow her candles out.
“Wait, wait, wait, you have to make a wish first!” Joylene closed her eyes, paused then blew out the candles. You sat down in your chair to sip on the red whine that Jotaro had set out. “What did you wish for Jolyne?”
“I wished for a brother!” You stared dumbfounded across the table at your daughter before settling your gaze on a silent Jotaro. “Daddy said he’d get me what ever I wanted for my birthday and I want a brother! Can I have one please daddy pleaseee~”
Jotaro’s grin widen when he witnessed your hesitation. “Yes you can have a brother my little star.” You chugged the rest of your wine before standing up to pour a re-fill.
All the liquid courage pushed you to do something you knew you wouldn’t have had you been sober. “No.” The pair turned in your direction watching you chug down yet another cup of alcohol.
“Excuse me?”
“No.” You drunkenly murmured, “I don’t want another baby.” You felt a hefty hand knock you in the head even though the other two occupants of your home are seared in front of you. “What’s happ-happening.” The last thing you saw before you succumbed to the darkness was a teary eyed Jolyne and an agrvated Jotaro.
You woke up in a dark room with the liquor still coursing through your veins it made all your movements sluggish, but in the end you were able to gather you were tied to a chair-no a bed. Your eyes drifted to the left of you where you saw a familiar green and black head of hair.
“Jolyne?” The sudden call of her name grabbed her attention. “Bab-y, wat you doing?” The rope that was held in her miniature hands didn’t go unnoticed.
“Well what you said made me really sad so daddy said if I helped tie you up then he’d give me a brother!” He said wha- no absolutely not. You tried to twist your hands out of the knot before something harshly pushed you down.
“Sorry mommy, but you can’t leave.” Jolyene double checked the knot before giggling running away to go fetch her father. How does a little girl have so much strength?
Fuck was this really about to happen again? The loud footsteps leading wherever Jotaro was to you increased in volume and when his huge form blocked the entryway your heart stopped.
“Jotaro I ‘on’t wan’ to ‘ave baby.” Your head was pounding and trying to string together a couple of words and speak coherently didn’t help. “Please.”
Jotaro slowly walked over to the bed peering down at you from his position. “You are going to have my child wether you want to or not.” With that he stalked closer climbing onto the mattress.
You sluggishly kicked at him. Your brain working overtime as it attempts to regain control. Jotaro grabbed both your ankles and pinned them down.
“No, n-o.” Jotaro removed his hands in favor of hovering over your body. Despite the fact Jotaro removed his hands your legs are still immobile. “Jojo please.” You begged for just an ounce of mercy.
Jotaro leaned down to your ear and whispered in, “the more you comply the less painful it’ll be for you.” And with that you felt your clothes get ripped off your body leaving you left in only your bra and panties.
Jotaro chuckled under his breathe when his eyes laid upon the lacy blue lingerie set he laid out for you before going to work. Jotaro slid back down your body to be eye level with your cunt.
Jotaro sensually licked your slit through the fabric making you squirm uncomfortably. He slowly peeled back the thin fabric blocking him from what he craved.
Once fully removed Jotaro licked his lips before diving in and eating you out like a man starved. Lewd moans slipped past your lips as your thighs attempted to lock around your nonconsensual lovers head.
You bite your bottom lip hoping it’d cease your moans. As you reached your peak you lost your composure beginning to push up into Jotaro’s skillful tongue.
Right when you were seconds away from release Jotaro pulled away. With the disruptive movement came involuntary groans. “Jojo, why.” Jotaro released a dark laugh.
“Weren’t you the one who was just complaining now you want me to fuck you?” Jotaro shot you an accusatory glance, and you shamefully rubbed your thighs together. Jotaro darkly chuckled, “did all that wine get to your head princess? Or are you finally coming to your senses?”
Jotaro ran his calloused finger tips over your bra. The high of your pending orgasm ultimately deflated leaving just your alcohol infiltrated mind. Quicker then your mind could process the lacy bra was spilt in two and pooled around you.
Jotaro leaned over your upper body taking a nipple into his mouth. You moaned as he swirled his tongue around the erect bud. The sensation urged you to grind against Jotaro’s clothed erection causing Jotaro to groan around your breast.
With a swift pop Jotaro released you nipple in favor of whispering in your ear. “You’d look so pretty with your breast overflowing with milk, isn’t that right baby?” His hand began massaging your neglected nipple to which you released a hushed moan.
“Jo..jo, I don’ wan’ one.” You whined and in turn the soft massaging quickly altered to a tight painful sensation.
“Do you really think I give a fuck if you want one or not? Now you are going to be a good slut and take it.” Tears poured down your cheeks as you watched Jotaro remove his clothing.
Jotaro positioned his erect cock to line up with your cunt before declaring, “I’m going to breed this cunt full of my sperm,” he gripped you hair forcing you to peer into his eyes “and your going to take it with a thank you.” And with that he thrusted into you with no further prep.
The screams from the sudden sharp pain was muffled by Jotaro’s large hand. Tears continuously rolled down your cheeks as your chest heaved and Jotaro continued with his brutal pace.
Just to taunt you Jotaro slipped in a slick “this wouldn’t have happened had you listened like a good bitch would.”
Jotaro plowed into you repeatedly filling you load after load before completely removing himself.
He moved to untie you but instead of relief overcoming you fear did.
“What did you think this was over?” He slyly chuckled as he maneuvered your body into a position more worthy of breeding you in.
little jolyne develops her stand early and asked her daddy jotaro if she can have a sibling. He says yes and she ties up darling until she gets one. yandere kujos hit different- aaaaaaa
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📦Summary📦: Baby Jolyene is feeling a little lonely and asks her father for a sibling.
📦A/n📦: AAAAAHHHH I can definitely see this happening little mini Yandere Jolyene who learns best from her father. She’d be so lonely with only the company of her parents and her developing stand.
*Y/n doesn’t get to cum 😔.*
Yes please
Jolyne was seated at the large dining table drawing what seemed to be her imaginary friend with the brand new colored pencils her father recently purchased. You watched her from the kitchen island with a smile.
You love your daughter. To you she is the most important person in the world. Jolyne’s little legs were kicking back and forth under the table as she hummed to herself. The tv was blasting some kids cartoons and the sweet smell of chocolate cake wafted through the air.
You were about to turn around and check the temperature of the cake when you heard the keys jingling and the front door push open. “Daddy!” Jolyne jumped out of her chair and launched herself into Jotaro’s arms.
“Hello my little star.” Jotaro patted Jolyne’s hair before setting her back on the ground. Jotaro peered into the kitchen a confused expression plastered to his chiseled features. “Baby, star, where is mommy?”
Jolyne giggled, “she’s making a cake, mommy says she’ll let me decorate with her!” Jotaro narrowed his eyes still gazing into the kitchen but his features softened when he felt tiny hands pull on his jacket sleeve. “She doesn’t mean to be late she’s trying to set up all the pretty gummies and sprinkles!”
Jotaro knelt down to be eye level with his daughter, “I know baby but it’s still very important to do what?”
Jolyne completed the statement with an answer; “always greet daddy first.” He nodded in approval.
What the two didn’t know was you weren’t grabbing the sprinkles and setting up gummies you were hiding away in the kitchen while the cake burned.
You gathered what little courage you could manage and walked out of the kitchen with the cute little apron you wore to cover the expensive silk baby blue dress your darling husband requested you wear.
Jotaro looked unimpressed when you walked through the kitchen door two minutes late and his lack of enthusiasm revealed itself when you went to greet him.
The clicking of the white thigh-high heels announced your arrival without you having to verbally discuss it. You carefully walked up to your husband and enveloped him in the warmest hug you could manage. If only there was some way for your body heat to triple and burn the fucker where he stands.
“Hi baby.” You whispered. Jotaro’s hands Trailed down your back to your hips as his rough calloused fingers tightly gripped your waist.
“Do you think I’m stupid?”
Yes.
“No.” Why would he ask such a question? Of course you thought he was a delusional, incompetent, fool.
He kept his voice low to not alert his young daughter who stood mere inches away.
“What were you doing in there? Hiding out praying I’d leave?”
Yes.
“No.” Maybe you should say something to tide him over, something that’d act as a sort of shield to avoid a punishment. “I was just…” Just what? Hiding away hoping all your problems would leave with him. No you couldn’t say anything like that or you’d have hell to pay. “I just wanted to surprise you.” When you felt his muscles relax you knew you were in the clear.
“You’ve just been working so hard lately I thought maybe, you’d appreciate a little family project so,” you peeled yourself away from a suspectful Jotaro to kneel in front of your wide eyed daughter. “Want daddy to help us decorate the cake?” Jolyne nodded vigorously before rushing to the kitchen.
Jolyne scrambled to the kitchen island. She climbed atop of a stool and onto the counter where the beautiful, butterfly shape cake was cooling. “YAY MY CAKE!” You stood back up and giggled a bit before taking Jotaro’s hand to lead him to the counter.
After the decorating Jotaro relaxed completely forgetting about your little breach of the rules. Now the family was seated at the table getting ready for Jolyne to blow her candles out.
“Wait, wait, wait, you have to make a wish first!” Joylene closed her eyes, paused then blew out the candles. You sat down in your chair to sip on the red whine that Jotaro had set out. “What did you wish for Jolyne?”
“I wished for a brother!” You stared dumbfounded across the table at your daughter before settling your gaze on a silent Jotaro. “Daddy said he’d get me what ever I wanted for my birthday and I want a brother! Can I have one please daddy pleaseee~”
Jotaro’s grin widen when he witnessed your hesitation. “Yes you can have a brother my little star.” You chugged the rest of your wine before standing up to pour a re-fill.
All the liquid courage pushed you to do something you knew you wouldn’t have had you been sober. “No.” The pair turned in your direction watching you chug down yet another cup of alcohol.
“Excuse me?”
“No.” You drunkenly murmured, “I don’t want another baby.” You felt a hefty hand knock you in the head even though the other two occupants of your home are seared in front of you. “What’s happ-happening.” The last thing you saw before you succumbed to the darkness was a teary eyed Jolyne and an agrvated Jotaro.
You woke up in a dark room with the liquor still coursing through your veins it made all your movements sluggish, but in the end you were able to gather you were tied to a chair-no a bed. Your eyes drifted to the left of you where you saw a familiar green and black head of hair.
“Jolyne?” The sudden call of her name grabbed her attention. “Bab-y, wat you doing?” The rope that was held in her miniature hands didn’t go unnoticed.
“Well what you said made me really sad so daddy said if I helped tie you up then he’d give me a brother!” He said wha- no absolutely not. You tried to twist your hands out of the knot before something harshly pushed you down.
“Sorry mommy, but you can’t leave.” Jolyene double checked the knot before giggling running away to go fetch her father. How does a little girl have so much strength?
Fuck was this really about to happen again? The loud footsteps leading wherever Jotaro was to you increased in volume and when his huge form blocked the entryway your heart stopped.
“Jotaro I ‘on’t wan’ to ‘ave baby.” Your head was pounding and trying to string together a couple of words and speak coherently didn’t help. “Please.”
Jotaro slowly walked over to the bed peering down at you from his position. “You are going to have my child wether you want to or not.” With that he stalked closer climbing onto the mattress.
You sluggishly kicked at him. Your brain working overtime as it attempts to regain control. Jotaro grabbed both your ankles and pinned them down.
“No, n-o.” Jotaro removed his hands in favor of hovering over your body. Despite the fact Jotaro removed his hands your legs are still immobile. “Jojo please.” You begged for just an ounce of mercy.
Jotaro leaned down to your ear and whispered in, “the more you comply the less painful it’ll be for you.” And with that you felt your clothes get ripped off your body leaving you left in only your bra and panties.
Jotaro chuckled under his breathe when his eyes laid upon the lacy blue lingerie set he laid out for you before going to work. Jotaro slid back down your body to be eye level with your cunt.
Jotaro sensually licked your slit through the fabric making you squirm uncomfortably. He slowly peeled back the thin fabric blocking him from what he craved.
Once fully removed Jotaro licked his lips before diving in and eating you out like a man starved. Lewd moans slipped past your lips as your thighs attempted to lock around your nonconsensual lovers head.
You bite your bottom lip hoping it’d cease your moans. As you reached your peak you lost your composure beginning to push up into Jotaro’s skillful tongue.
Right when you were seconds away from release Jotaro pulled away. With the disruptive movement came involuntary groans. “Jojo, why.” Jotaro released a dark laugh.
“Weren’t you the one who was just complaining now you want me to fuck you?” Jotaro shot you an accusatory glance, and you shamefully rubbed your thighs together. Jotaro darkly chuckled, “did all that wine get to your head princess? Or are you finally coming to your senses?”
Jotaro ran his calloused finger tips over your bra. The high of your pending orgasm ultimately deflated leaving just your alcohol infiltrated mind. Quicker then your mind could process the lacy bra was spilt in two and pooled around you.
Jotaro leaned over your upper body taking a nipple into his mouth. You moaned as he swirled his tongue around the erect bud. The sensation urged you to grind against Jotaro’s clothed erection causing Jotaro to groan around your breast.
With a swift pop Jotaro released you nipple in favor of whispering in your ear. “You’d look so pretty with your breast overflowing with milk, isn’t that right baby?” His hand began massaging your neglected nipple to which you released a hushed moan.
“Jo..jo, I don’ wan’ one.” You whined and in turn the soft massaging quickly altered to a tight painful sensation.
“Do you really think I give a fuck if you want one or not? Now you are going to be a good slut and take it.” Tears poured down your cheeks as you watched Jotaro remove his clothing.
Jotaro positioned his erect cock to line up with your cunt before declaring, “I’m going to breed this cunt full of my sperm,” he gripped you hair forcing you to peer into his eyes “and your going to take it with a thank you.” And with that he thrusted into you with no further prep.
The screams from the sudden sharp pain was muffled by Jotaro’s large hand. Tears continuously rolled down your cheeks as your chest heaved and Jotaro continued with his brutal pace.
Just to taunt you Jotaro slipped in a slick “this wouldn’t have happened had you listened like a good bitch would.”
Jotaro plowed into you repeatedly filling you load after load before completely removing himself.
He moved to untie you but instead of relief overcoming you fear did.
“What did you think this was over?” He slyly chuckled as he maneuvered your body into a position more worthy of breeding you in.
I’ve been gone for quite some time.. I realize there are some issues mentally I need to work on within myself and with school and work pilling up it’s been a little hectic.
But even then I will try to upload stories but it may take a little longer I just hope you’ll all be patient with me. 🙏
But to summarize I am iffy on returning. Not completely but it’s getting there.
wait can you elaborate on how jotaro has the biggest dick of all the joestars? I-
ALRIGHT PISS BABIES LISTEN CLOSE
now let’s break this down
jonathan - born into an english 1800’s family, illnesses HELLA rampant in that time. due to illness, jonathan was somewhat impotent therefore producing impotent sperm, out pops george
george and his massive penis up’ed wife lisa lisa produce joseph “i’m gonna fuck an italian twink” joestar
JOSEPH- english man, judging by his attitude and how he carries himself, i’m gonna assume joseph has roughly a 7.6 inch penis. he knows it’s not small and that’s literally all he cares about
bad boy josuke (aged to 18+) has never seen a penis much less his own because he’s internally homophobic due to not having a dad and they way he feels when okuyasu stretches his arms out ✨just✨ right. due to lack of attention, i would say roughly 6.9
jolyne’s dick is a solid 8 inches, sold at spencers for 19.99 plus shipping and handling
johnny joestar lost dick privileges after hoping the viagra would cause it to act like a third leg
gappy is simply in his own field because that man has 4 balls & 1 dick, he is not up to par with what his body is requiring, yet that TONGUE THO 👀
JOTARO KUJO
came out the womb disrespecting women
had his first cigarette by age 4 at day care
punched a cop for looking at him
had a growth spurt so massive that every part of him doubled in size & also gave his dick the ability to hear
after gaining star platinum, jotaro developed star finger, but more importantly that the ability can be used ✨elsewhere✨
jotaro has an 11.5 inch penis and is 8.4 when soft, calculations done by certain astrology charts, history books, and a pre-paid phone call with david productions 😌
I’m sorry guys but it just has to happen…..I need a Yandere that has kids with their darling. Like they already have kids, but maybe girly tried to escape with the kids so they tie her down to give her another 👹or maybe she already has Stockholm syndrome and it’s just a fluff piece of them spending time with their children.✨
Regardless, I need one and I need it now. So instead of completing the pieces I should be completing I will continue procrastinating! 😌 Now what character should I write this with and what story line should it have? You can send in requests for the character you like to see, or a request for the character and a situation if you have on in mind (following the rules ofc), or just comment on this post :) I’m feeling family 🥳 Menu
🍒 Kakyoin Noriaki is an extremely quiet kid. He has always had difficulty making friends, so when he returned from his trip to Egypt and you approached him asking where he was and why he was gone so long he was ecstatic. Someone actually noticed him missing!
🍒 Soon after you two became friends. Always sitting with each other during lunch, engaging in conversations during classes you both had together, hosting fun sleepovers (usually with Jotaro included).
🍒 Kakyoin loved the time the two of you spent together, but he wanted more. One day when you two were having a sleepover alone (he insisted it be just the two of you) he kissed you. Surprised you immediately pulled back questioning his actions.
⚜️A/n⚜️: I’m enjoying writing all these request send in your own if you’d like one yourself. This fic was in the works for a while this is also the most voted fic out of the four options so here it is:)
*Next door neighbor au*
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Soon
His life was bleak and unfulfilling. He skated through the years living with no purpose, that was till you, his shinning star brightened his meager life.
Jotaro Kujo longed to live a simplistic life one without stand users, one where he had a loving wife to look after him and children to nurture. Jotaro gave up on this pipe dream years ago shoving it far back into the dark crevices of his mind, but the dream re-surfaced when he met you his darling neighbor.
He was new to the neighborhood only temporarily living in Morioh to fight stand users along side his young uncle. It was for that reason you knocked on his door with a delicately wrapped box of homemade treats you spent the morning working on.
When he opened the door he was graced with a sweet smile planted on your face and a blue box with gold ribbon tied around it. “Hello Dr. Kujo I’m Y/n your neighbor from next door I baked you a little something as a welcome gift.”
Jotaro considered slamming the door in your face but your sugar laced tone prevented his gut reaction. You reminded him of his mother someone he loves dearly. The connection between the two of you lead him to invite you in.
The house was mostly bare besides the table in the dinning room which was littered in papers of different kinds, and several marine life textbooks. Jotaro apologized for the mess but you reassured him before placing the treats down to stack the papers.
After completing the task you boiled tea and poured it into two little tea cups, then placed the treats onto a plate positioning it on the table along with the cups of tea. “Here it is I’ve finished. You can come and sit Dr. Kujo.” You glanced at Jotaro with the same smile plastered on your face he nodded before taking his seat next to yours.
Jotaro knew from that moment then he’d have to have you. The little visits became a habit. Every morning regardless of the day Jotaro could count on your smile and a fresh batch of whatever it was you spent hours baking the night before to grace his presence.
You were the walking personification of the exact life he envisioned for himself all those years ago, he needed you, so he was going to have you.
Feelings weren’t exactly easy when it came to Jotaro so it took him a bit of time before accepting his love for his neighbor. Jotaro elected to waiting prior to discussing his feelings with you. He opted to watching you from a distance studying your mannerisms and reactions to certain subjects.
From his observations Jotaro gathered you are a kind hearted individual who’d put someone’s needs ahead of your own, you cared for others in ways he couldn’t understand, but that only furthered his obsession and love for you.
Fury bubbled in his gut when you stopped to have discussions with meaningless men who could never withhold the strong emotions Jotaro had for you themselves. Each time he watched you engage with these fools he had to prevent himself from pounding them into the pavement when you walked away.
And when you began to miss the morning dates he flipped a gasket. Jotaro was absolutely convinced you were wronging him in some form it was just a matter of how. On his spare time Jotaro watched you closely filming and photographing every move you made. The photographs were then hung around in a spare room. When he ran out of space he left the pictures to pile on the dinning room table.
The morning after Jotaro had caught you late at night out with one of the men he frequently caught you communicating with you knocked on his door with yet another box of baked goods. Jotaro opened the door, his appearance is absolutely horrendous. His hair is disheveled, and his eyes are blood red, dark circles are visible underneath his eyes, not to mention the bit of stubble that has grown.
“Oh god, Jotaro are you ok? You look tired. What’s going on?” Your hand flew up to cup his cheek. What happened to him? Whatever it was you promised yourself you’d help him you’d have to. Jotaro dead panned you.
“Where have you been Y/n?” You cocked your head to the side. What did he mean by that? Why was he asking about you when clearly he was the one in need of assistance?
“Jotaro what are you talking about? I’ve been here, why do you ask? You know it doesn’t matter just let me help you.” Jotaro tightened his deadly grip on the door handle. You didn’t know what you were doing to him? You didn’t know how much his heart longed for you. His heart aches every time he gazed upon your figure and you didn’t have a clue.
“You haven’t visited in a while I was worried about you.” Jotaro muttered his voice laced with malice. You furrowed your eyebrows a confused expression dawning your features.
“Worried why? And I know I haven’t visited lately I’m sorry about that but I’m here now aren’t I?” You dropped your hands to present the clear glass box with the blue ribbon in your hands, “I made these especially for you as a..er.. ‘please forgive me for being away’ gift. It’s little dolphins and starfish shaped cookies with blue and yellow frosting because I know how much you like aquatic animals.”
You smiled the same sweet smile that made Jotaro weak in the knees. He kept the same uninterested expression on his before peering down at the gift then back at you. He huffed moving out of the door way granting you access to enter his home.
The house was just the same as it was everyday besides the boxes and boxes of takeout lying around the floor, the couple bottles of bourbon, and a shit ton of photographs, tape, and paper.
The kitchen is debatably worse with dishes pilling up in the sink, and chopsticks lying around with even more takeout boxes. You cautiously walked around the house before making your way to the table to set down the cookies.
“Jotaro what in the hell happened here.” You crouched down by the table to begin collecting the takeout boxes and throwing them out. Jotaro closed the door then walked over with his arms crossed leaning against the dinning room doorway.
“You left me that’s what happened.” He watched you pick up box after box fighting back a smile. You took care of him, you always took care of him.
“Jotaro I haven’t left you, I’m still here. I’m sorry for being gone so long, but I’m here to help now.” You stacked as much of the papers on the dinning room table as you could then set the stacks off to the side to organize the photographs.
There are several pictures staggered all across the table. You spotted a recurrent theme in all the photographs, all of the shots contained the same female in different settings.
“You never answered my question.” Jotaro grumbled, “where have you been Y/n? You missed yesterday’s date too.” The closer you gazed into the photos the more familiar the scenery became. You’ve definitely been to these places, you didn’t know Jotaro was there too.
“Well like I said, Jotaro I’ve been busy.” You continued slowly stacking the pictures after completing glossing over Jotaro’s question only pausing when a certain photo caught your eye. The lighting in the photo is dark but two individual faces are completely visible, you and one of your good childhood friends.
You continued to stack photo after photo your face making more of an appearance as you progressed. “Do you know how much you mean to me?” The question took you back.
“I can’t say I do, Jotaro.” You stiffened your body posture when you felt his strong hands softly run up and down your arms. Has Jotaro been stalking you? For how long? What does he want with you?
“It always kills me inside when I see you talking to those pathetic men, you only need me, no one else.” You continued to stack the photographs. “You are perfect mother material. Always looking after me, worrying about me,” Jotaro lowered his voice to a whisper, “and I’ve always wanted a family.”
Jotaro tightened his grip, “even if you deny my love you won’t be able to leave me I’ll make sure of it.” He was never going to let you leave. You are now at his mercy whatever life he would push onto you you’re sure you wouldn’t be able to fight.
I’m home $8.39 <<One day you help a wounded man lying in front of your rented apartment building when you complete treating him it seems Diavolo couldn’t get enough of you.>>
On edge $9.34 <<Illuso needs you all to himself, but you just can’t get that through your head so he will force it in.>>
Warnings: Abduction, abuse, neglect, starvation, dehydration, angst, self harm, internal conflict, sleep deprivation, dead dove do not eat: for abuse not nsfw, sfw, 18+, dark content, Yandere, dark themes,
