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hi, my name is momo~! i write dark/yandere content.

18+ minors dni ⚠️

please feel free to request whatever you would like. any scenarios, prompts, imagines, i am willing to give a try.

currently i am focused on jjba and transformers 🤍🎀

things i will write for:

☆jojo’s bizarre adventure (1-7)

☆transformers

☆valorant

☆genshin impact

☆twisted wonderland

rules:

-4 characters max

-no incest

-no pedophilia

-specify the reader’s gender, if not, it will automatically be female reader or gender-neutral.

-be specific when requesting a oneshot or headcanons

Hey, I don't know if it's a spoiler or not, but in 'Fate's Binding' are they gonna stay in reader's world or go back to jojoverse?

Well…

I can’t exactly spoil it all, but I will say that they will be together. I think it actually might be a longer series, more than six chapters as I planned. I will probably soon create a masterlist when I finish. I am still thinking and creating more ideas for this story!

I love you anon and all the other anon’s out there!!

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Can I request the yandere prompt: 24,95, and 99? If you can't include all three prompts, then just 24 and 95. Thanks!

Here you go bby! I had way too much fun with this lemme tell you that!! Here is big goth daddy 2.0. I also loved the prompts…I really wanna work with other big goth daddy. (*ahem*if anyone wanted to request for Abbachio or anything, you didn’t hear it from me 🤭)

Yandere Risotto x Reader

Prompts #24, #95, #99

After deciding to not betray your boss with your original squad, your moved to another. Assigned to protect the bosses daughter, you leave your distant lover in the past.

Being part of Passione, the number one crime syndicate in Italy, you witnessed the horrors of the true world. You’ve experienced more than others wouldn’t dare to imagine. The boss originally dispatched you in the assasination division, it being La Squadra. With the awakening of your stand, the mysterious boss thought it would be a great aid for those in La Squadra.

Honestly you were confused just as ever. You weren’t weak, but then again you wouldn’t consider yourself the strongest like Prosciutto or with a dangerous yet sneaky stand like Man in the Mirror. Your stand was just there to help the others locating and reading the enemy’s next move, a predicament almost. Silent and Sweet, your stand, could also pack a punch just not as strong as the others.

It was a pretty rocky start with the others taking a while to adapt to you and question why the boss would even send a girl in to do the job in the first place. It took a few weeks, but you bonded close with them becoming almost like family. Sure Ghiaccio yelled all the time and Illuso would just laugh at whatever the blue-haired male would go on about. You couldn’t have imagined it any other way.

That was until you caught feelings for the leader of the squad.

Risotto, always so mysterious and talked the bare minimum compared to the rest. He still cared about his allies and truly had a good heart. You were able to see that in him when he had assigned you as his partner for a assination mission.

He wanted what was best for his squad and for you. Even the blood that would be on his hands, it was worth it as long as the rest of you were healthy and well. Not to mention that he was also just as charming as well. His strong build and muscles that looked like they were carved by the Gods themselves enchanted you so much. As his unique eyes also seem to amaze you on how beautiful yet mysterious they were.

You both bonded during that mission and sooner or later, became lovers. It shocked not only you yet the whole team when their leader decided to open himself up to someone and become intimate with them. Of course you said yes and the two of you became an official couple.

Life was truly amazing, you had everything you ever wanted in life. You had enough money to get you buy, a stable job (even though you did disagree in murdering some of the innocent people), and an amazing lover like Risotto. He may be reclusive around others, but when it was the two of you alone he was someone else. You felt like you ruled the world and wished that it would last forever…

Yet sadly, every good thing must come to an end.

When there was rising tension between the squad and your employer, you paid no mind to it thinking that it would someday brush over. Then your squad started to act independently. More complaints and more aggressive actions towards the orders the boss would give to you all. When Sorbet and Gelato went missing, you had an uneasy pit in your stomach. You knew something was wrong and everyone would pick up on it, even Risotto.

Risotto could sense your worries for the two, yet he always took your mind off of it by distracting you and showering you with his love. The day you figured out what happened to you crushed you.

That was when the squad decided to betray Passione.

As much as you loved your friends and lover, you couldn’t betray the organization. You were scared for what was to come only seeing ruin, yet the others disagreed. You tried to persuade your lover, but he wouldn’t budge. He explained that they weren’t treated right and that they deserved much better.

You didn’t want him out of all people to suffer the same fate your teammates had faced, but he couldn’t see where you came from. That was when you decided to call it off no matter how much it hurt you. Walking out of that building was one of the hardest things you ever did in your life.

The boss caught wind of your loyalty immediately re-assigning you into a different squad that he saw fit. You knew of the leader, you both ran into each other when trying to get in contact with Polpo, one of the high-ranking Capo’s. He was a pretty decent man and you never could find anything wrong with him.

When the boss assigned you to Bucciarati’s gang, you were pleased to see that they were a decent bunch. Yeah they may have been a little crazy, but they were also sweet and caring. They reminded you of your old group and it somewhat disheartened you.

All of you were tasked with protecting the boss’s daughter and getting her safely to him, ensuring nothing would ever happen to her. You thought it was a strange request, but decided to go with it anyway. That was until you found out that your old squad was trying to target you all. You didn’t want any harm to befall on them, but when they kept pushing at you all not caring about who you were on the team, you had to remember that they were of the past.

Encounter after every encounter began to chip at your spirit. Going from a happy young individual to a pessimistic paranoid individual in a second. Bucciarati and his gang would always do whatever to cheer you up, but it made you remember all the times your past lover would do the same.

“It’s alright amore, no need to worry.”

Was what he would always say to you and bring you in his warm arms. Now it was all a distant memory with your new gang picking up the broken pieces.

Although after Prosciutto and Pesci were persistent on ending you all, you knew that it wasn’t fair to sulk around when everyone was also risking their lives for your safety. That was when you figured out you would fight the same as everyone else and put your all into it. You didn’t have time to reminisce while your teammates did all the work.

It all came down to the moment when Bucciarati walked out of that chapel. He looked exhausted holding the injured body of the girl you grew to protect. That was when he explained that he betrayed the boss and needed the help. He gave you all a choice, but you knew how this would end.

Jerking forward and placing your hand on your chest, you began to protest against your Capo. You didn’t want what happened before to happen again, you couldn’t watch all of them walk in the footsteps of your past teammates.

“I refuse, you seriously can’t do this Bucciarati! Don’t you know how outrageous this is? I’ve seen this before and I can’t let it happen again…” You exclaimed, feeling tears form on your waterline.

“I can’t watch you guys die again!”

Bucciarati looked at you sympathetically, him knowing of your past dilemma. Fugo agreed with you, deciding to stay behind because he could never betray the boss.

But

You made a decision you couldn’t believe you made, and the worst mistake of all. You joined Bucciarati on his crusade to take down the boss. You didn’t want to watch them die, but you had to fight for them no matter what it would take. You would sacrifice yourself for them all, it was the least you could do with how much they helped you. Building you back up again to be the confident woman you were before.

Everything was going well although you were completely oblivious to the lingering danger in your shadow. You encountered the people who work directly under the boss and defeated them. Narancia barely scraping it by, but making it work.

You all had to go to Sardinia in order to uncover the boss's true identity. The ride over, more like flight, was terrible. Notorious B.I.G. being the primary problem, but you found humor in it blaming that Moody Blues replayed a bad pilot. When you were all ejected out of the plane and Trish using her stand to safely fly you all to shore, it had left your stomach quite queasy.

Deciding to take a walk in order for your stomach to gain it’s barings, you found yourself at a rocky road. You sat down on one of the rocks, closing your eyes and peacefully enjoying the oceanside breeze.

A scuffle of dirt startled you causing you to whip your head around in a brief second. Looking back, you saw nothing behind you. You thought that it was your paranoia, but at this point it could have been anything.

You stood up and started to inspect the area. There was nothing around but a frog who was peacefully staring at you. Chuckling to yourself, it reminded you of Giorno’s ability to create life and when he created a bunch of frogs in order to get away from Melone and Ghiaccio.

Calling that everything was safe, you sat back on your respected rock and took a deep breath. That was when you felt arms enveloped you, your body going rigid from the contact and tightness this stranger had over you. Calm breathing was all you heard as a pair of lips caressed your ear. A faint smirk appeared on the stranger's face when a chuckle rang through his throat, sending vibrations down your back from the closeness you both had.

“Miss me amore?”

Eyes widening at the familiar voice, you tried to turn your head to confirm your suspicions. That resulted in another small chuckle and squeeze on your frozen form.

“Come now, don’t act so hastily. You look so scared, what’s troubling you dear?”

“Risotto, what a-are you doing here?” You asked, trying to sound confident yet the brief stutter spoke otherwise.

“It’s a lovers reunion of course, afterall how long have we been separated? Not only that, you abandoned us, abandoned me. No need to worry anymore, I’m here with you again, you don’t have to worry about me or our love anymore. Bucciarati had his fair share of you, but I think it’s safe to say that time must come to an end. Afterall, we are both traitors to Passione now, aren’t we?”

A hitch in your breathing spoke for you and the sudden feeling of having to vomit arose. You didn’t like this situation, something was wrong. He spoke as calmly as ever, but there was an edge to it and you knew something was in store for you.

Taking a deep breath you started to speak again.

“Yes I suppose we are, but what are you actually here for? If you're here to kill me I don’t care, I wouldn’t put it past you. Your little love talk is getting quite annoying. Stop pretending like we’re still a thing, I called it off a long time ago remember? That time when you got your whole team killed.”

A small ‘tsk’ noise came out of him before you were spun around to meet the eyes you loved before. His red irises bore into you as he silently stared or more like analyzed you as if he hadn’t seen you in the longest time. There was a time when you would soak up all this attention, but right all you feared was that the one you once loved would end your life.

“It’s okay to love me. You don’t have to fake this facade of abrasiveness. I’ve missed you and come to realize that it isn’t about the money anymore, it was about you. Come, I know a place we can stay for the time-being and soon we’ll make leave for another country.”

Fear coursed through you had his remark of relocating. He wanted to take you away and was delusional enough to believe that you would go with it? You shuddered and shriveled underneath his piercing gaze, you felt so small underneath him. No matter what, you would not feed into his illusion of your old love.

“N-No, I’m staying here and that’s final. I’ve sworn my life to Bucciarati and would do whatever to help him and his team achieve their goal. I don’t love you anymore Risotto, I’ve learned to move on. I have a new life now and honestly I like it better than before. I don’t want to go with you and I don’t love you.”

You boldly placed a hand on your chest as you furrowed your brows waiting for a response from him. Risotto huffed and backed away a few feet, hands digging into the pockets of his black and white striped pants. You couldn’t read his expression as he just stared at you with a blank stoic look.

The feeling of nausea came back at full force and pain erupted throughout your throat. The next moment you were throwing up pins and needles. They were small enough to hurt, but not big enough to do much damage. Staring at the ground in utter horror, the burning sensation in my throat continued to ache. The pain makes it difficult for you to breathed as you just clenched your throat in pain.

“At least pretend you love me! Say you love me! Please say you love me! It’s all I want to hear for the rest of my life! You can’t just forget about everything we had! I’ve lost everything, I’ve lost my whole squad and I’m not planning to lose you too.”

Risotto suddenly became silent and made his way over to you. His sudden outburst frightened you. Not only did he use his stand on you, his frame of mind seemed to be fractured beyond relief. You tried to feel sympathy for him, he lost what was basically his family and you were the only thing left. Yet, you knew he had gone overboard.

“You’re coming with me, whether you like it or not.”

Instantly the painful sensation coarsed throughout your body. Starting out as a tingling sensation soon becoming a burning sensation. Letting out small gasps and puffs of air, your knees buckled sending you straight to the ground. You never fought Risotto and never would have thought of that silly idea, although you knew if you fought him, you would lose.

“Look at you. You think you can battle the boss with that stand of yours? You’ll be just a sitting duck.”

The agony of the pain increased tenfold as your skin tore from the razorblades that pierced through it. Letting out a scream of misery, your head collapsed on the ground. Your body writing and curling up, the taste of tears adding more to your torment. Then you felt sharp stings from your legs causing you even more torture. The pain became too much to bear that your screams were silenced.

The drool from your mouth leaked on the ground as your eyes started to star. The sound of Risotto approaching made you roll your eyes towards his tall leaning frame. Was he always that tall? Not being able to mutter a word, your vision started to haze. The pain becoming too much to bear from your body already suffering from the attacks with Notorious B.I.G.

“Such a shame I have to take you like this, truly. When you wake we’ll be somewhere new, our own reality.”

Darkness was enveloping and the feeling of someone grabbing you was all you could feel before your eyes shut.

can I have #13, #21, #27 with kakyoin, you can whatever you want 😏

Yandere Kakyoin x Reader

Prompts #13, #21, #27

The past cannot stay dead forever.

The trip to Egypt crushed you and your remaining companions. Not only had your friends lost their friends who were like family to them, you had lost the love of your life. It had all happened so fast. You all had confronted Dio with you first up to bat to stop him in his tracks to destroy your teammates, the next second you were knocked out on the cool concrete of Egypt’s streets. During that time of forced slumber, your lover had taken a fatal blow and had bled out on the rooftop above you. By the time you woke you were in an ambulance next to your best friend and his grandfather. The breaking news hit you like a train leaving you in a sobbing mess. To think that one minute you were cheering each other on and showering each other in sweet fantasies, the next to never be able to feel his sweet touches of love. It was over. You could never get it back, you could never hear his sweet words of love and adoration.

When you all arrived at the airport to part with each other, you all promised to stay in contact and visit from time to time. Yet after a few months of on and off calls and greetings, that promise was broken too. They were your only support after the aftermath of Dio’s plan. The only support you had was gone, just like Kakyoin.

You sat in your studio apartment, the place cluttered with paints of all sorts and small mini cartons of noodles to satiate your hunger. A freshly graduate student and freshman into a college of arts you were. You carried your distant lover's dream and painted what your heart yearned for. You’ve come to learn that Jotaro had gone to study marine biology and had meant an American woman. At least someone was lucky in the field of love.

Currently you are laying on your twin sized bed in the corner of your apartment. Lately you have been getting odd senses of deja vu and the feeling of someone’s eyes on you. You looked around your studio apartment for a lurking pair of eyes, to see nothing. Summoning your stand, you were not able to locate where the watchful pair of eyes had been coming from. Letting out a sigh and shake of your head, you slump down on the bed once again. Maybe it was the paranoia getting to you from all the stress of your deadlines, or maybe it was the effects of post-Egypt trip.

Getting up, you threw on a reasonable outfit for the day and got ready to look presentable for your classmate who was going to help you on the assignment which was due in the next few days. You had only known Masaru for a few weeks, but he was a lovely guy who was also reasonably attractive. Maybe it was now time for you to move on after your past lover, he probably would have wanted you to move on as well.

Exiting your apartment with keys in hand you heard the faint sound of footsteps behind you. Snapping your head around you saw nothing behind you. Picking up your pace again, the footsteps continued until you stopped to turn around again. You called your stand your and began to book it towards your destination. The footsteps in sync with yours as your legs moved back and forth speeding you up. Once you finally got to the small cafe, you opened the door and hunched over catching your breath. “H-Hey (Y/N) are you alright?!”

You looked up to see Masaru looking down at you in concern. His eyebrows hunched together as he drew closer to you to help you stand straight. Approaching you, he seemed to have slipped on something causing him to face plant into the ground next to your form. You immediately bent down to the male on the floor next to you exclaiming your concerns for him. “I-I’m fine…I don’t know what happened though?” Masaru expressed confusion as he looked over to the place he had once stood. “There’s nothing there?”

Laughing a little helps steady your ragged breathing as you reach your hand out to the floor-grounded male. “Here you klutz. Next time you fall don’t blame it on the imaginary object on the ground” You chuckled putting a hand up to your mouth to stop laughing any harder than you were. “Wait! I promise t-there was something there! Something wrapped around my leg and tripped me!” Masaru yelled trying to get the girl to believe him. “Sure it did, some ‘imaginary’ tentacles came out and started to seek revenge on you!” You laughed again causing the male to turn red from embarrassment. “Whatever, let’s go study now kay?”

The study session primarily went well, some moments were of confusion and others of off-track laughter. Overall you two had finished and submitted the assignment before the due deadline. Although throughout the study session, odd things kept happening that the two of you couldn’t explain. One moment Masaru’s coffee was next to the window being the furthest away from the edge, then next it was on the ground a few feet away. You were even more clueless believing it was some sort of stand doing, yet there was nothing.

Walking outside together laughing about the next funny sensation in the tabloid magazines, Masaru suddenly stopped leaving you to continue walking until realizing he wasn’t following you. Turning around you gazed upon Masaru as his hands were intertwined with each other looking quite nervous. “Hey (Y/N)...” Masaru broke the silence. “Hmm what is Masaru-kun?”

“Will you go on a date with me?”

All of a sudden Masaru was on the ground clutching his cheek. You immediately ran to his side, bending over to see what the problem was. A red mark adorned his clear white skin, a red handprint the only thing visible tell-taling what happened. You shot up looking around only to see nothing. You two were the only people in the small park, no one else besides the two of you. “Masaru-Kun l-let me help you-” Then again Masaru was thrown on the ground almost as if someone had kicked his hunched form. Love Generation- you called out for your stand. She appeared next to you ready for combat, yet there was nothing to fight.

“Masaru, go home right now, we need to leave.” You announced, clutching your bag closer to you ready to book it. “B-But my question-” Masaru spoke before you interrupted him. “Oi that’s enough! Can’t you see that we’re in danger?! Leave!” You exclaimed, making the male hastily get up to run away. You ran as well towards your lonely studio apartment, the footsteps from this morning making an appearance again causing you to run even faster.

When you made it to your apartment, you swiftly took out your keys unlocking the door. Once inside you slide down the door closing your eyes easing your aching muscles. In those few moments of silence you saw a flash of green behind your closed eyelids. Snapping open your eyes you saw a faint green glowing hue in the corner of the room. The glow being the only thing combating the rest of the darkness in your apartment. You jumped out and slowly approached the light, the darkness around you not doing anything to ease your fears.

“Even after all these years, you're still as cute as I remember.”

In a flash, all the lights had snapped on making you squint your eyes from the sudden brightness. Slowly opening them stood a figure, a green gakuran you remember all so in front of you. “Darling , did you miss me as much as I missed you?” All you could do was sit there in shock, your eyes wider than they could ever be in fear. There he was, your ex-boyfriend, Kakyoin Noriaki. He looked the same as you remembered except the gaping circle that was present in his torso. You could see your beige painted walls straight through him. “My darling, why are you looking at me like that?” He interrupted your panicking form. “H-How, how are you here?! What happened to you?!” You screamed, feet glued in their place. “Why is that a little rude especially since it’s been so long since we’ve seen each other. A lover’s reunion I shall say.” He smiled, a playful glint appeared in his lavender eyes.

“I came back to you, shouldn’t you be happy? I’ve spent so long bending my arm and leg for you, only to have you look at me with such disgust. Afterall all, shouldn't it be me? You were with some other man cheating on me like I never existed. He even tried to ask you out, you would’ve said yes wouldn’t you?” Kakyoin spoke, similar sounding footsteps proceeded towards you before finally making it in front of you and wrapping his arms around you. The comfort you once found in them, gone. “I want this moment to last forever. You in my arms, forever for all of eternity.”

Putting two and two together, you finally gained control of your body. “It was you wasn’t it?” Kakyoin titled his head in response. “It was you wasn’t it? You hurt Masaru didn’t you? You were the one following me, your footsteps. Then after that, once I got to the cafe you started messing with him. Throwing his coffee all over the place, tripping him, the suddenly ‘unreadable’ documents…it was all you?! Not only that, you are the reason I’ve been feeling like I’ve been watched, because of you.”

Kakyoin let go of you, stepping back in order to see your face. “Why are you so upset? He was only in our way. We are lovers, we are dedicated to each other, promising to be by each other's side no matter what. I only did what was right.” He spoke, delusion filling his cold lifeless eyes. “What do you mean ‘you thought was right’? I should be happy I got to see you again after what happened, but what you did was wrong. How your thinking is wrong. Yes, you and I were in a relationship before…I was heartbroken when you died. Kakyoin, you're dead. That was three years ago. You can’t all of a sudden just come back and pretend to leave off where we left off. You hurt someone Kakyoin, someone who didn’t deserve it, someone who-”

“What’s so special about them? What makes everyone else so special and deserving of your love more than me?” Unexpectedly you saw pairs of green tendrils grab ahold of you, keeping you firmly in place.

“I’ ll make sure we are together forever…no matter what.”

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐈 (ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ!ʙᴜᴄᴄɪɢᴀɴɢ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

Fate’s Binding

Surprised from the sudden unknown intruders in your home…are they really unknown?

(Yan!Buccigang x Fem!Reader)

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“Long time no see…huh (Y/N)?”

Snapping your head up from the intruder's voice, the sight before you led you to dropping the small succulent pot you had. You fumbled around trying to catch the pot before it met its demise. With a firm grip, you focused your attention on the person in front of you…or more like people.

There they were in their full glory. Each looked the same as you remembered,as if they were ripped out of your phone screen and dropped into your world. Clutching onto the pot you tried to find the words to speak, but immediately rendered speechless.

Footsteps drew closer to you as all you could do was stare. A firm hand was placed on your shoulder from no one other than Guido Mista.

“We missed ya you know? How long has it been for you? Feels like forever to us.”

It had been awhile since you heard Mista’s voice. You missed it especially when he would throw jokes and small innuendos at you. His large black irises staring directly into your e/c orbs. Your heart began to beat faster and swell at his prolonged eye contact.

“M-Mista…”

All of a sudden you felt a force crash into you and a wet sensation on your shoulder. There was Narancia sobbing his might out as he clutched onto your arm with a death-like grip.

“I missed you, we all missed you! I’m so glad you came back y/n, don’t leave again!” Narancia incoherently sobbed.

The sight of him holding onto you for dear life brought you back to your senses. He was actually real, they all were standing in front of you waiting for you to do something. Turning your full attention towards Narancia, you began to hug him back trying to find a way to come back from his ongoing breakdown.

“H-Hey, what do you think you're doing Narancia? Don’t hold onto her that tight! You're practically squeezing the life out of her.” Came forth Fugo.

Fugo stepped closer to you trying to separate the crying teenage boy away from your shaken form. His cold hands on your warm skin was another sensation you felt besides the tears practically being smeared on your arm.

“No Fugo, let go I deserve to hug her! It’s been forever!” He wailed.

“We all want a chance to talk to her, you can’t just run up to her like that. Look at her, she looks like she just saw a ghost.”

“Yeah I agree with Fugo, you totally cut me off and pushed me out of the way!” Mista intervened, joining in on the small squabble.

Behind the three of them were the rest, the quiet ones of the bunch. Abbachio stood there glaring at the three who currently swarmed you, but he looked less harsher than usual. Bucciarati smiled, his eyes trained on you and only you, almost as if he was stuck in some type of trance. Then there was Giorno. He looked the most calm yet there was something going on behind those emerald orbs, something you couldn’t quite pin-point.

“It’s so nice to see you guys, I was beginning to think that it was all a dream.” You spoke, silencing the three around you and fully focusing their attention on you.

The small taps of Giorno’s progressing footsteps made you look up. His angelic smile outlined by his beautiful plumped lips made you question had he always been this attractive. Sure he was more attractive than any regular person, but this was obviously pushing it.

His long elegant hand grabbed ahold of yours, pulling it closer to his chest. A long elegant stride was made towards you as he looked down into your own widened eyes.

“You looked quite surprised, displeased even. We came all this way to be with you cara.”

His statement resulted in you frantically shaking your head. Displeased? They really took your astonishment as displeasure from you?

“No please guys I don’t mean to sound sad at all or anything! I’m actually really happy you know?” You breathed before taking your attention off of Giorno and acknowledging the others.

“For the past few weeks I’ve been contemplating if everything I’ve been through with you guys was just an actual dream in itself. I woke up after leaving your world-Italy and was just laying in my bed like I took some nap. Everyone told me it was just a dream and I should just go on with my day. The only thing that was leading me on was the scar I had gained during that battle with the boss.” You paused before continuing on.

“You guys have no idea how hard it was for me to just even think that everything I’ve been through with you all was just a dream. I’m just so glad that I was wrong!” Letting out a chuckle you smiled at all of them.

All had stood still feeling the same emotion they all had the day they realized the meaning of you in their life, love and infatuation. Their hearts speeding up at the sight of your smile they had come to miss and think about every chance of the day. They had taken you for granted, but fate was merciful and given them another chance to accomplish what they should have done in the first place.

It wasn’t that they were ungrateful and mistreated you, why no, they just didn’t realize how important you were in the first place. You were like an angel sent from the heavens itself and that smile was one of the many reasons to prove. Your small delighted chuckle was another sign of a harmonious harp playing in the distant heavens.

Giorno’s hold on your hand got more firm as he brought your hand up to place a gentle small kiss on your smooth skin. The airy feeling of his lips lingered with a tingling sensation around the small spot. His emerald eyes shining with a small smile accompanying it.

The marching of feet interrupted the stupor Giorno had bestowed upon you. A pair of violent-yellow eyes glaring at the younger male in front of him.

Abbachio’s eyebrows furrowing and the forming wrinkles on his forehead indicated another session of insults that were about to be thrown at Giorno in front of you. Just like before with Man in the Mirror, his finger made its way to the opening of Giorno’s suit and pressed harshly against it resulting in Giorno losing his grip on your hand.

“Listen here you little shit, just because we're fortunate to see y/n again doesn’t mean you can place your hands all over her! Especially you of all people.”

“I am only expressing my appreciation of being granted the chance to see her. Shouldn’t you? All you have been doing is standing in the back. It would seem that you were the one with the least enjoyment.”

Before Abbachio could retort at the young blonde's comment, Bucciarati stepped forth beginning to lecture the two. This inciting chaos to fill the room once again with Narancia pouncing back onto you with Fugo lecturing him in doing so, Mista complaining of the lack of attention he was getting, and the arguing three men on the right side of you trying to justify how both of their actions were just.

A small headache was arising from the mish-mash of chatter and harsh repetitive embrace that was on your left arm. As much as you missed them, you were pretty beat from school and not only a bad day at work.

“Hey guys…?”

All of their heads snap towards you at an alarming rate, it almost frightened you how in sync they were.

“I know how excited we are to be with each other again and I’m sure you must’ve all had a rough journey on getting here or something, but I’m really beat after today.”

They all just blinked at you, not saying a word. Abbachio looking a little less angry than before with Bucciarati who stared at you with a tranquil gaze. Giorno as well staring as if nothing had happened with the twenty-one year old adult. Mista looked like he was cut-off in mid sentence with his finger still pointing at Fugo who had his back turned but head turned to be able to meet your gaze. Narancia remained in place, only looking up but still managing to not let go of your arm.

Bucciarati was the first to move, taking calm placid steps to you. His olive tan skinned hand meeting your unoccupied shoulder.

“Listen everyone, y/n is right. She must have had a stressful day and we should let her rest. It wouldn’t be fair to ask much more from her than her hospitality of letting us stay.” Bucciarati announced.

Your eyebrow perked a little at Bucciarati’s comment. Sure he was right about the being tired part, but jumping to conclusions that you would house all six of them. Not like you wouldn’t of course, it was just a little surprising at the bold assumption the Passione capo had. He was older than you and experienced much more than you had ever had, he probably already knew with the smart thinking he had to do on an everyday basis.

“That means you should let go of her arm, Narancia.” Fugo spoke up, earning a small hum from the mall latched on your arm.

“That means you should let go of her arm now.”

“No, I don't wanna let her go! You don’t want me to let go right y/n?! Narancia whined, receiving a scowl from Fugo.

“Enough arguing you two, did you not hear what I had said?” Bucciarati shouted, stopping the two from going into another argument like Abbachio and Giorno had.

Narancia reluctantly let go of you, but kept his violet eyes trained on yours. It was as if all of them wouldn’t let you leave their sight. You didn’t really think much of it, yet it still was perplexing with the gaze of six men constantly on your form.

“Well then I can’t have you all lounging about in my room. It’s kind of really small enough to fit me and my bed…yeah er…I don’t think I have to elaborate much on that. I can situate you all in my front room like outside my room and around the corner.”

All of them were still silent, not saying much and waiting for you to continue on except for the small pout Mista wore after trying to explain the bed scenario.

“I know that my apartment is like really small and probably is not luxurious enough for all of you, but it beats being on the streets right?” You awkwardly tried throwing in a joke.

Not picking up on your joking tone, they all started to protest on how your warm welcome was just enough or that it didn’t matter to any of them.

“I don’t have much in blankets and pillows wise, I’m not used to housing six people other than myself. I hope that also isn’t a big problem…I can move the couch back a lil further and remove the small coffee table that’s there.” You rambled on, placing a hand on your chin.

You absent-mindedly walked out of your bedroom and to the little living room ahead. Your apartment really wasn’t all that big. You had an apartment resembling one of a studio. A large sized room with a kitchen and living room in it, although there was a door and a small hallway leading into your room. It wasn’t that long and the other side was the small bathroom used for guests, but the apartment wasn’t made for company this large.

All of the gang wordlessly followed you as you still seemed to ramble on about housing arrangements. They all stopped and carefully observed you as you pushed the sofa back like you said and the coffee table out of the way creating a large open space on the soft furry carpet you had. Walking over to where there was a cabinet and picture frames on top with what they assumed were the friends of this world you have, you pulled different blankets out and set them on the couch.

You looked up checking on the gang just to see their eyes still on you, like that was a major surprise on your part. Letting out a small smile you pushed past Mista and Giorno going into your room and coming back out with more blankets. You set them down with the others and patted the pillows on your sofa to puff them up a little to get a cushy feeling.

“I know this is not much, but I tried for now. I can take a day of school and work calling in sick then we can all get you stuff because apparently I really don’t have enough for you all. This is the only night you’ll deal with being this uncomfortable, I promise”

“You have no need to worry bella, we're here with you and that is all that matters. Having said you would pause on your daily priorities really means a lot to us and we couldn’t find a way to thank you more. Please rest easy tonight.” Bucciarati replied with a heart-warming golden smile.

Taking one last look at all of them you couldn't help but reciprocate Bucciarati’s radiant kind beam. Giving a small wave you walked into your room and shut the door. You slid down it in silence trying to take in all that just happened. It wasn’t really silence due to the little thumps from the other room or the incoherent muttering you couldn’t make out. Silently to yourself you prayed that this time it wouldn’t be a dream, that they would be awake to greet you like they once had back in the spring of Italy 2001.

Shuffling over to your bed, you begin to get ready for the night. You took off your makeup and changed into your sleepwear to get ready for bed. Sliding in the cool sheets that were absent from blankets you once slept with due to the new unexpected company in the other room.

You laid there staring at the pitch black ceiling before getting washed away with the feeling of drowsiness. Closing your eyes you finally succumbed to sleep which put ease to your subconscious worries of waking up to an empty apartment.

What you failed to notice was the creaking of the door and the six figures that accompanied it hovering over your sleeping form.

hello !! :D A new yandere blog !! may i request a jealous yandere giogio ? maybe the afab reader is a little bit oblivious to the other person's advances and giogio has to step in ?

omg i can’t believe you requested from me 😳 so i had a separate tumblr acct before my actual writing one and like i love ur works so much. i feel so honored right now, i’m so sorry if it’s bad (´༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ`)

Yandere!Giorno x Afab!Reader

Reader decides to browse at the local farmers market meeting a man who seems to be a little too interested into her.

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It was a clear day in Naples, the town's streets bustling with chatter of the locals and occasional cars that drove by. You were out browsing at the little flea market that happened to be there that day. It was a perfect day nonetheless, everyone looked so happy and seemed to thrive better now that the old boss who ran Italy’s cartel was gone. The selling of drugs has diminished and it showed. Giorno kept to his word and belief of getting rid of the illegal drug market. He really had a good heart and looked for the best in others. He even let you out with a day off and out of Passione’s office. It had gotten busy over the past few weeks with the new don and change of pace within Passione itself. Giorno thought it would be nice to go outside and browse what Naples had to offer to you. He gave you a cute ladybug keychain saying he bought it from the same market sometime ago claiming it reminded him of you.

Looking at the small stalls of goods you smiled in interest. There was a middle aged man selling exotic confectioneries, a young woman with hand-sewn quilts, another man selling fish reminding you of your old capo who was quite the fisherman as a young child. All of the vendors intrigue you and seem to make you smile after all you’ve been through.

Walking up to the fish stand, you looked at all the different fish that had been caught. They were a variety of species and colors, all staring at the sky above them. It was a pity as they all looked so alive yet dead at the same time. Just as your capo had been. “Were you looking for something in particular?” The sudden voice startled you, making you jump a bit and looked up to the owner of the voice. “I hoped to not scare you, but you were so concentrated on the fish I had to ask.” The man chuckled.

Starting you got a pretty good view of the vendor. He was an attractive man, standing out from the other vendors who had been there. He was tall and well built, his form towering over the stall and her herself. He had hazel brown hair that was part in the middle but was messily fluffed in the front. His long hair had been tied up in the back and his turquoise eyes glowed in delight. The man had a pearly white smile and stood with a hand on his hip expecting an answer from you.

“My apologies, I must’ve been carried away.” You chuckled. “I saw. Not a lot of people look starstruck by a fish lying on ice. I’m not saying there is anything wrong with it, it just gave me a little laugh that's all.” The man giggled once again before meeting your gaze again. “Oh sorry, my name is Lorenzo. Nice to meet you…” He trailed off gesturing towards the girl. “My name is (Y/N), nice to meet you as well. I didn’t mean to stare at the fish like that, it just reminded me of an old friend…” You trailed off before looking up at the guy. “A friend you say? I’ve also never heard someone say that a fish looks like one of their friends. What floats your boat right. Anyway what are you doing here alone, don’t have a friend or partner if I shall say?” Lorenzo twinkled. “No, I came here by myself. I wanted to look around the marketplace for a bit…it’s been quite awhile so I just wanted to poke around. Possibly buy gifts.” You responded to Lorenzo who just smiled in return.

Feeling a buzzing sound from your pocket broke your conversation with Lorenzo. Digging through your pocket you pulled out your Nokia phone checking the caller I.D. “Hello, what’s up?” You answered, shifting one foot from the other. “Oi (Y/N) have you seen Giorno anywhere? He was here earlier today right? You better have not been yanking my chain!” Mista screamed into the other phone line making you pull the phone away from your ear to give some space. Lorenza chuckled and stood there continuing to smile at you. “What do you mean? I swear if this is another one of your pranks for me to come over and pick up your load of work, I’m not interested.” You deadpanned. “Hey I never did that! Anyway, Giorno isn’t in his office or taking a leak either! I thought you would know something by how close the two of you are. If you don’t know it’s alright, enjoy your day off.” Mista sarcastically said before ending the call.

You averted your attention back to Lorenzo and gave him an apologetic smile. “It’s alright I get you probably have a busy life.” You put your phone back in your little hand bag, ladybug keychain jiggling from the sudden movement. Lorenzo turned around with his back to you scrambling to do something. After a few moments of waiting for him he turned around again with a small scratch piece of paper in hand. “Here have my number, I would like to get to know you better. You seem like a very nice person, it would be a pleasure to seek this out.” Lorenzo then handed the paper over for you to take. “Oh that’s good, you seem really cool too! I think we would be great friends.” You laughed before turning around to walk away.

“H-Hey wait!” You stopped and turned around to face Lorenzo who bashfully looked at you. “I can close the stall down early today and maybe you and I could…I don’t know…spend some time together.” He asked while taking his apron off revealing his ordinary clothes. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to close early today or anything because of me…” “I-It’s fine, it honestly doesn’t matter and I get to spend time with you.” Lorenzo said, reaching over to grab her hand before suddenly being stopped.

“It’s alright you don’t need to close up shop.” Lorenzo froze before looking up seeing a blonde haired man staring at him. His eyes screamed ill intent yet he looked so calm and composed. The tightening on his wrist brought him out of his inspection before wincing at the crushing grip. “Giorno, I’m happy to see you here!” You smiled, turning your full attention toward the blonde. “Why hello cara, how nice it is to see you.” He side-smiled before grabbing both of your hands in his, turning to face you head on. Lorenza observed the two of them confused on what was happening. Giorno then let go of your hands and placed his hand firmly on your waist. “I thought it was getting a little stuffy in that pent up office, even the open window did no good. Although I think I’ve finally been cured, especially with you by my side.” He smirked, side eye glancing at the foreign males gaze. You felt your face flush before turning away and gripping the purse you held.

Lorenzo just stared as the emerald eyed man continued to peer at him, irritation growing by the minute. “Uh hey (Y/N), I think I need to stay at the stall for a bit…It looks like it’s starting to get busy so I think it would be wise to make some cash right now.” Lorenzo timidly said before instantly turning away back to his stall. “I understand Lorenzo, I hope to see you around.” You replied trying to look at the males face, but a firm tug on your waist stopping you from instigating further. Giorno raised his arm to signal a way to leave. Taking the gesture you started to walk away missing the distress of the brunette back at the stall.

Walking away you started to look at the different stalls again like you had when you entered the farmers market. The tapping of footsteps made you look over to see Giorno catching up to you. His serene white skin pulled at your arm interlocking the two. “Were you thinking of buying fish?” You laughed, smiling towards Giorno. “No actually, I just had to adjust my wristwatch.” Beaming at Giorno you before trying to pull out a sliver of paper from your handbag. “That guy was really sweet, he gave me his-huh it’s gone I…” Giorno, catching onto your distress tilted his head asking what was the matter. “That guy wanted to get to be friends so he gave me his number, but the piece of paper is gone. Should I just walk back ov-” You constipated before getting cut off by Giorno. “I’m sure he is very busy, mind leaving him to his own duties as a merchant.”

Nodding your hand in understatement you continued to walk with Giorno arm in arm. Breaking the silence Giorno spoke. “You have been working hard and proving yourself useful to the organization, so I think it’s well deserved…Although regretfully to inform you we mustn’t spend much time here, I was informed there were rogue ex-Passione members. Ever since we gained control we've gotten some who hadn’t necessarily agreed with us. We must head back at once and stay in for a bit. Especially you.” Giorno sighed, placing his hands on your arms once again. “B-But why? What happened?” “We’ve gotten a threat from an anonymous mafioso threatening your safety. I can’t lose you mia cara, you and Mista are the only people left. You must understand where I’m coming from, yeah?” Giorno titled his head letting the sun’s fleeting light shine in his emerald hues creating a starry look. “I understand, I’ll stay in until the threat is taken care of. I don’t want to leave you as well…”

“Good, now let us be off.” Giorno declared over the sound of the reverting keychain and fluttering ladybug flying in the distance.