Notes: Gender Neutral Reader, Inappropriate Use Of Stands (kinda?), Cuddling & Snuggling, Reader is a Stand user, DIO is sort of soft and ooc but idc he's my bbg
CW: None.
Summary: Lord DIO is unable to rest, as he usually does during the day. So, he uses his Stand to make you help him sleep.
DIO, being the vampire he is, slept during the daytime. All his servants knew that he slept upstairs in his coffin or in his bed. Regardless of where he rested, you were not allowed to disturb him.
DIO frequently struggled with his thoughts, his past still occasionally plagued him. It filled his mind with a rotting poison, causing him to be unable to adequately rest. Although, one of his servants was usually able to put his worries at ease (even if for a moment).
That servant was you. You who was currently sat in your room, reading as you often did. The mansion didn't lack electricity, but you much preferred to match its aesthetics as well as reading the various books your Lord had read. You liked to be able to talk to him about common interests.
Suddenly, you felt a strange, ominous presence in your room. You knew it was a Stand, but it could not be an enemy Stand. It gave off the same feeling in you as you had when you had met your beloved Lord DIO. You stood up, the realisation hitting you. It was The World.
DIO's Stand appeared behind you as he stood up, hurriedly stopping time. It held onto you by your waist and pulled you into bed to hold you.
When time resumed, you felt the metaphorical warm of DIO's Stand holding you. You were clearly baffled. "Why is he doing this? Why is DIO allowing his Stand to hold me?" You thought. Regardless, you stopped the thoughts and decided to instead hold The World back, returning its gentle embrace.
DIO was very pleased. A wave of relief washed his worries away as he felt your embrace. He lay in his bed, calmly. He felt tranquil, almost truly at peace. He smiled when he felt you press gentle kisses to his Stand's face and body. The vampire began to be lulled into a slumber by your ministrations. Finally getting the rest he so deserved and craved.
A/N: This is a teaser! It’s going to be 3-4 parts! The title is inspired by Olivia Rodrigo’s “Favorite Crime” but the story is not!
You laid back, your dress puffing out around you as you looked up into the blue sky. “What are you doing?” The sound of a male voice caught you off guard, as quickly as you had laid back — you sat up once more. “Looking at the clouds, isn’t that obvious?” You turned your head in the direction of the voice, eyes going wide as you realized who was talking to you.
“Mind if I join you then?” The blonde boy was already walking over to take a seat beside you. “Would my answer even change your decision?” He sat beside you, leaving only a foot of space between the two of you. “No it wouldn’t.” He folded his arms behind his head before leaning back into the grass. “Dio Brando, right?” You didn’t have the courage to look at him as you spoke.
“Ah so you’ve heard of me.” He didn’t seem shocked, but you were certain if you looked over he’d be smirking. “It’s impossible to not know who you are. It’s not everyday someone moves into the Joestar mansion.” You contemplated if you wanted to lay down next to him. Part of you was worried he would try something if you did. You didn’t want to paint the boy to be evil in your head, but previous gossip floated to your mind nonetheless.
“It’s also not every day that a pretty maiden is strolling through this part of the valley.” You felt heat rise up in your cheeks. “You are more of a flirt than I thought you would be.” You turned to look at him now, trying to maintain the level of composure you hoped you were giving off. He was smirking up at you, amber eyes sparkling in the sunlight. “So you’ve thought of me?” At his implications your tough act seemed to falter.
Warning its about to get hella fluff and romantic. Well as romantic as you can get with the fabulous trashlord that is dio.
Dio lovers this one is for you ❤
Despite popular belief. Dio loves to cuddle. If you don't cuddle with him he will be sad and insufferable. So please cuddle with him.
For the love of god please give him attention. He's gonna annoy the fuck outta you if you dont.
Dio loves to wine and dine his lover. Expect lavish dinners and experiences.
Dates are always at fancy restaurants with the best dressed attire
Gifts are extra like his diva ass.
But he does care about you. Mostly because who else has good enough taste to date him besides dio himself
Like for real appease his ego he'll do fuckin anything.
Sometimes he will do makeovers with you. Mostly on himself.
Dio loves hot baths. One of the few times he and you can have a decent time alone without him being a pain or anything.
Dio can and will tease you in public. Just to get your attention or prove a point that your his.
Speaking of which. Dio marks his territory. Which is you. So expect "love" bites.
I assume your a vampire too by dating dio.
You feeding together while is a necessity. He will have a casual conversation bout your sex life like its a normal thing while feeding. In front of his minions
Your probably like "wtaf dio?"
In front of my salad? And the others?
Silk sheets and roses. Thats the main thing always to be in your bedroom
Tho he does love being able to spend time with you and his son giorno.
Yes i added mudad because screw what people think or what canon says.
Despite popular belief he actually is a decent dad. Not the best but he tries. And he cares about you and giorno very much.
If anyone flirts with DIO'S GIRL their dead.
He will literally stop time just to hug you longer.
He's a shit but the fact you put up with him he respects a lot.
And if you can put him in his place and win. Hoooooooo booooooyyyy. Your in for a treat.
He hates seeing you cry
He hates anyone else touching you besides maybe a few he lets slide.
Hello, friend! Is it alright if I could ask for a fluffy scenario where P3 Dio’s sweet, nurturing, sleepy fem s/o falling asleep on him possibly during a car ride? Is it also ok if I send in more than one request after this one? You don’t have to say yes; I just hope I am not stressing you out. Thank you very very much 💗
Hi! Of course it’s okay if you send more than one request! I’ll try to write them as soon as possible now that I have time, and I hope you like this very much :D
Sleepy car ride
Pairing: DIO x fem! s/o
Word count: 311
DIO was still not entirely used to modern vehicles such as cars, but he understood they were useful for getting somewhere fast, and anything that was useful to him was worthy of existance.
Having his s/o with him during car rides made things easier too; he didn’t have to focus as much in the complexity of modern technology when he had her by his side, caring for him and answering any question he might have about anything. That’s why DIO made a point of bringing her along whenever he had to take a car somewhere.
“You’re brooding again.”
Her soft voice took the vampire out of his thoughts. He had, in fact, being thinking about Joseph Joestar and his ‘friends’, those nuisances that threatened his mighty plans of taking over the world one stand at a time.
She placed a hand over his, a small smile over her face as DIO turned to look at her with his piercing gaze, the frown softening almost imperceptibly.
“Just plotting how to end the bothersome Joestar group.”
They were silent for a moment, and DIO went back to looking out of the window, only disturbed when he felt something falling onto his shoulder. When he turned again, he saw the sleeping features of his s/o, her hair falling haphazardly over his jacket.
After a moment of hesitation, the blonde vampire tentatively raised a hand with painted fingernails, softly caressing the exposed throat of his s/o with adoration lurking in his usually cold eyes. She was the only one capable of making him feel that way, especially when she looked so calm and relaxed while sleeping.
The rest of the car ride transcurred that way, with his s/o napping over his shoulder and DIO looking at her thoughtfully, oftentimes caressing her skin of hair with the utmost care.
//Welcome to my first DioxReader 🥺. This was just a random idea that popped into my head because I’m lowkey a headpat slut, and I feel as though I can’t be the only one. I wanted to make this a gender neutral one, so if you see “y/p” that stands for “your pronoun”. Also, I promise after this I will quit spamming the Dio tag for a few days with my nonsense ahskfjskdkfks. Hope you guys enjoy!!🖤//
Imagine being one of Dio’s lackeys. When you’ve done a task well and to his liking, Dio rewards you with his presence, however, you brought him something else from your time out. You, being the sweet, simple, and yet innocent servant you are don’t ask for much, just a simple gift in return.
You approach the gargantuan, ornate door that is the barrier between the rest of the mansion and the quarters of which your master resides in most of the time. You bow graciously in front of it of course since you were in the proximity of who you considered god in the flesh. As you got close to the floor, you held onto the wrapped bottle you held in your coat, making sure it didn’t fall out with the help of gravity. “Lord Dio, it is I, y/n, I received intel on the crusaders and their whereabouts at the moment. They seem to have lost one of their own, the stand user of Magician’s Red, thanks to Hol Horse.” You calmly speak with confidence, despite the truth that only three of the crusaders have known.
The golden haired blonde on the other side did not disregard what he was in the middle of doing, but when he heard you voice, he glanced up from the book. “Good work, you’ve served me well y/n. You may come in and talk to, I Dio.” He responded in his signature cool tone. Dio Him simply acknowledging your presence made your cheeks warm up and your stomach become light, however, you kept your composure as you stood up and impassively opened the thick wooden door.
After you made your way through the threshold you stood with your arms folded at your front and your palms clamped together. Dio always worked in mysterious ways, and that was no exception right now. The century old vampire knew just how to reward your accomplishment. Of course, the reward was fitting for the occasion, after all, if he let you overindulge in your deepest desires of him, how would you ever stride to be the best disciple of his that you can be. All you did was simply pass on promising information, but it wasn’t as if you had killed one of the crusaders, or even the Joestar or that Jotaro kid. Anyone could pass on information, and his means of training your mind with this type of manipulation to make you be the most loyalists follower you could worked on you.
He continued in his book as he began to make small talk with you. “So how was your time in India?” He asked you with a sorr of halfhearted quality. Your shoulders unconsciously stiffened as the sound of his voice. Your tongue was tied for a moment, but eventually, you were able to spit out an answer. “I enjoyed it quite a bit, though Hol Horse can be a bit overwhelming for me at times.”
Dio didn’t need to see you to know how sheepish and flustered you became over a simple question like that. Oh you were so much fun to play with. He let out a hidden toothy grin into the book, flipping to the next page. “Very good to hear.” He simply stated.
You quickly shook your head in an attempt to get a grip of yourself. You clenched the gift in your coat even tighter, so much so that your tiny knuckles were probably white. With a gulp, you finally spoke. “L-Lord Dio, I actually got you a gift on my way back. Of course, only if you want it.”
His ember like eyes quit scanning the line of text, and with the rise of a sharp eyebrow, Dio’s interest was peaked enough for him to turn his full attention onto you. Normally it was Dio who was giving gifts for a job well done or if someone was to his liking, not the other way around. The book was placed on the nightstand, and he sat up from his laxed position on the bed. “Oh? A gift?” He spoke with curiosity, possibly even a hint of suspicion.
“Y-Yes my Lord.” You nodded hesitantly. When his eyes met yours you desperately wanted to just freeze like a deer in the headlights, but you didn’t. This was your time to show your appreciation and admiration for him in the most sincere way you could think of, there was no way you could let you overwhelming emotions for a man so great make yourself look like a fool. A knot formed in your throat, watching him wave a hand to coax you over. You did just that, you held in a deep inhale as you made your way over to his bedside.
“So what is it, dear y/n” Dio asked as he had placed a hand underneath his chin and extended the opposite arm out, waiting for you to hand over the gift. There was no turning back now, you finally revealed a glass bottle of red wine, wrapped with a pretty gold bow at the neck of the bottle, and placed it in his much larger hand. The large male examined the gift, letting out a large grin reading the label; Aged red wine, his favorite. Even though he had plenty of his own wine, he still found it rather exuberant and admirable of a human servant to bring an offering of such. Clearly, y/p was extremely attentive when it came to y/p Lord’s interest and needs, beyond what some of his most loyalists followers had shown. Honestly, Dio was slightly flattered by this.
You stood there, tapping the tip of your two index fingers together. The nerve inducing silence had finally broken when he placed the bottle beside the book, and in a swift move, pulled you to the edge of the bed to sit with him. His sharp eyes stared into your shining e/c eyes, his sheer touch almost made you pass out from joy. You were truly being noticed by your Lord Dio, you almost wish he’d pinch you to make sure you weren’t dreaming. He began running his fingers through you h/l, h/c hair, shuddering when his cold hand his the nape of your neck.
“My...You are quite meticulous darling. That is a very important quality to have for the path to success, y/n. I might even say I’m impressed with this.” He praised as he began tracing circles on your back. All you could do was let out a smile from your messy red face and a nod of agreement. He simply smirked as he continued, then running his fingers from your back to your down your arm feeling goosebumps form on your s/c flesh. “So what do you desire in return, my dear. After all, such a gift like that deserves some type of thanks.” All you could do was gape your mouth with a short “uhh...” Your free limb was used to tap your chin, quite frankly, you did not expect to get this close or this far with a being as great as him. “Well...What may I have...?”
“Anything you desire love. As long as it is a fair exchange of course.”
You continued to think, and when the lightbulb finally went off, you quickly held your hand together close to your chest, and completely turned to him. It was small, but just a wee fantasy you had. He may find it ridiculous, but to you, it meant a lot. “My Lord, may I have some head pats?!” You quickly asked, folding your fingers between each other and biting your lip back.
As you had expected, Dio was very entertained by you. Not so much by your request, but more by your reaction. He could help by to let out a chuckle. His hand still holding your hand, he pulled you closer. Your heart raced like a beating drum. With the touch of his large hand on your smaller hand, softly patted your silky h/c hair like some sort of gentle beast. Even though he could probably crush your skull like a melon, he was tender with you.
“You have served me well my little y/n. Perhaps I should keep you around more as entertainment.”