Happy Holidays! Can I Ask A Yandere Risotto Or Mista Spending Christmas With Darling Please?

Happy holidays! Can I ask a yandere risotto or mista spending Christmas with darling please?🎄🎄🎄🎄

happy holidays! i hope your having a wonderful holiday season so far! 🥺💝💖

Yandere!Mista x Reader

It’s a cold holiday evening and s/o is in need of some warmth from her loving loving boyfriend.

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The crackling noise of the fireplace broke the silence of the small room. It was a relatively brisk day in Naples, snow was rare which left the city in cold almost fall-like temperatures. A tree with wrapped around lights was the only thing illuminating the room besides the fire being the only thing to keep you warm. It was decorated with lovely ornaments and a garland messily wrapped around it. Everything about it screamed ‘festivities’ and ‘holiday fun’ ranging from the Christmas lights and beautiful tree toppers.

You were shivering with a thin soft blanket wrapped around your shaking form. Your teeth chattering as your hands were planted by your curled up form to keep them from becoming colder than they already were. You eagerly waited for the arrival of your loving ‘boyfriend’ who would give you love and warmth in a heartbeat. Even though he forbade the use of the built-in electric heater, he was still such a loving boyfriend. Even though he never let you leave the house or communicate with your family, he was the best boyfriend a girl could ever have.

The jiggling of keys and rustle from the doorknob signified his arrival. All you could do was sit there waiting for him to approach. “Baby I’m home.” Mista, your loving boyfriend had called from the doorway. The thumping of footsteps grew closer to you and before you knew it, warm built arms had wrapped around you. “Aw babe, I’m sure you missed me huh? You're freezing! Here let me warm you up.” He whispered closely in your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your cold spine. Mista pulled you close into his chest, his steady breathing calming you down and letting your body let out a sigh of relief. His warmth began to seep into your frigid form leading you into leaning more into his relaxing touch.

Mista let out a low chuckle which vibrated throughout his body and broke the longing silence. “Look at our little Christmas tree. It’s shining bright and beautiful just like our relationship. Whaddya say about that sweetheart?” Mista spoke, pointing his slightly tanned finger at the decorated tree. You smiled in response, leaning your head to nuzzle it between the nook of his neck. Mista let out a satisfied hum at your loving gesture and rested his hands at your waist. “We’re gonna have a very Merry little Christmas aren’t we?” Mista hummed, giving your waist a little squeeze before lowering his hand below the waistband of your pants. “You know, with how cute you are there’s gonna be something even more merry than the holiday itself…”

“So what about it, let’s take this to the bedroom yeah?”

hii! imagine y/n just hanging out with the bucci gang and vibing with youtube music playlist and then later on sexy music just played like 'Careless Whisper' then y/n is just holding her laugh by biting her lip how would the bucci gang act or react?

omg i love this request, it’s so funny if you actually think about it! i misread at first abt the biting lip part. i thought you meant like the funny biting lip emoji 😳

(i lowkey kinda wanna write for Abbachio or Narancia tbh)

Buccigang with a Light-Hearted S/O ☆

While the group hangs out s/o a sensual song comes on resulting in s/o holding her laugh.

At first I believed that they would all be taken back by it. Abbachio and Bucciarati would honestly be the people in the group who would react the least. I mean they would both be like freaking out but at the same time inside their both like s h o o k e t h.

I know for sure that Bucciarati would at least widen his eyes in realization on what is actually going on. Including Giorno as well.

Fugo would ‘tsk’ underneath his breath, but would always have his eyes trained on darling. Him and Abbachio are the ones who act like they are unaffected by it yet they have their eyes on s/o constantly.

Mista would be the one who would react the most. Probably the closest to s/o because he is just so energetic around them and literally cannot stay away from them. Initially when it comes on (for example: Careless Whisper), he would make some sexual corny joke/advance. Especially when s/o bites their lip, he eats that up. Mista would just probably get closer and say something sexual, but it comes off as corny. In actuality he really did mean it. (bless his heart)

About the lip biting thing, Fugo also eats that up. Like literally. Bucciarati doesn’t look much into it as much as Abbachio does. Abbachio doesn’t really understand the humor, only seeing it as a song in mind to hook up with s/o.

Narancia would be similar to Mista, but I see him less sexually driven and more of a laughter kinda of thing. He laughs along until he sees s/o trying to not smile, yet you can hear the little giggles from them which causes him to go haywire inside.

Mista and Narancia would just stare at s/o with such a shocked look. In shock, I mean like literally trying to process their hearts palpitations and trying not to die right there from how adorable s/o is being.

Sitting right next to you would be Giorno, much to Abbachio’s dismay. Giorno tries to always be closest to you no matter what. He just needs to always kinda be by you. You give him comfort and security especially after everything he’s been with. Seeing s/o be so carefree and happy makes him happy. He lets out a small smile as he observes s/o about to laugh.

Trish is kinda like 🧍‍♀️

Or she is just close as well, but chooses not to engage because of Mista’s comments or how Giorno just obsessively stares at you like right next to you. As Abbachio’s death stare just literally intimidates anyone so she just chooses to not too. She laughs though because you never fail to make her feel good about herself. It’s like she forgot everything she has dealt with just by seeing you be so gleeful. 

Overall everyone just stares and absorbs s/o’s laughter and small smiling. Yet in the group, blind to the human eye is some sexual wanting towards s/o. The music ain’t making it better as well.

Hello! May i request about yandere! jotaro,jonathan and giorno having a s/o having ptsd and having a break down when someone says gentle ( because she was sexual abuse as a child and her abuser is still out there) Sorry if this is very uncomfortable, you can delete this :) ).

awww bby this would never make me uncomfortable. don’t worry I got you covered okay? 💕

Yandere Jonathan, Jotaro, Giorno x Reader

They deal with their darling who is in need of their love and help.

Jonathan:

Jonathan would be so ever gentle and loving.

He would try to understand what you have gone through and would forever be by your side.

He reassures you all the time just in case you ever would forget.

When your breakdown starts he immediately apologies.

He never would want to turn into someone who causes you pain and distress.

You’ve already gone through so much, you don’t deserve anymore than what you’ve already gone through.

Jonathan wouldn’t ever understand if you ever need personal space, he is always glued to the hip with you.

“Darling it’s okay, it’ll all be alright…it’s over. I’m here.”

Constant hugging and sweet talk. He wants to put an end to your pain and suffering so he tries to talk to you to see if you can understand.

Seeing how much pain and fear you have just by a simple word, settles something within him.

He would put an end to his darling's fear, one way or the other.

Jotaro:

At first he wouldn’t know what to do.

He never was one to deal with someone having a breakdown or anything emotionally. He just isn’t a people person.

Yet this also is affected by which Jotaro it is.

Part 3 Jotaro is less compassionate as the other Jotaro’s would be.

He would awkwardly try to hold you, yet if you're crying…it might get to him.

Jotaro would harshly make jabs at your abuser and how much of an ‘asshole’ he was.

He would still be nice and say some comforting words, they're just not as sweet as Jonathan or Giorno. He wants to say something sweet, but they just don’t come out the way he wanted them to.

Overall he still wants to be there for you, even if it’s silently holding you and letting you listen to his steady heartbeat.

4taro would be a lot more compassionate.

He would hold you and comfort a lot more than his past self would.

He hit a mature age and he has come to acknowledge how much he loves you.

He would contact the Speedwagon Foundation for you in order to bring your abuser to justice. He wouldn’t kill them like his past self would.

Although you still have to remember that this is Jotaro we are speaking about so like I said before, he wouldn’t be as comforting as others would be.

Whatever you find comfort in he would give to you.

Expect afterwards to sit on the beach in his lap listening to the relaxing waves.

Giorno:

He would be a lot more understanding out of the three.

He had his fair share of trauma and abuse throughout his childhood. He never really got the chance to tell or vent to anyone about.

Once Giorno found out about what happened in your youth and what happened, your abuser wouldn’t be alive for much longer.

He is the head of Passione, a mafia boss, he has so many connections it would be impossible to not be tracked by him.

Giorno would remember to never again say the trigger word or anything related to it all.

Would use GER to create various flowers/plants in order to relax you. (Lavender, Jasmine, Chamomile, etc.)

He would hold you and tell you everything is okay. You’re safe now. You’re safe with him.

It would only prove to you to stay close with him because of how much safety and relaxation this man gives off.

His voice is gentle and soothing, perfect for bringing you down from your recent panicked state.

He would stop whatever he was doing, busy or not, just to be by you.

Likes to promise you things of comfort, love, etc. All he wants you to know is that he is there and if you ever need his help, there he is.

Giorno just wants you to be happy, be happy with him with nothing in the way of your love.

“Andrà tutto bene…mia cara.”

Hello there! I saw that requests were open! I hope I don't sound rude but is it possible to have a scenario where Josuke and Giorno have nightmares of being a yandere and when they wake up, S/O comforts them?

awww ur not sounding rude at all! i love answering requests and stuff! i would have my requests closed if i didn’t want anyone to request anything so don’t worry! (о´∀`о)♡☆

Yandere!Josuke & Giorno

Josuke and Giorno have a terrible nightmare and get awoken to be comforted by s/o.

Warnings: Gore, Suicide, Bone-Breaking

Josuke:

The repeated noise of a banging body echoed throughout the house. Josuke let out a little sigh before shaking his head and completing the finishing touches of the good morning breakfast for his sweet girlfriend. His large hands grabbed the side of the tray handles and made his way up to the far room in the house's corridor. Summoning Crazy Diamond, it opened the door for him allowing him to make way to the plushy bed in the small room. “Hey babe you have to stop throwing yourself against the wall like that. Ya know if you keep doing it mom won’t be happy and will throw us out…you wouldn’t want that to happen to us right?” Josuke asked, looking over at the tied up gagged girl in the corner. Her head shaking side to side in response to his outrageous remark. “Of course you wouldn’t! What kind of girlfriend would you be if you didn’t love me? Anyways, I made you breakfast in bed. I made sure to make it the way you liked it that day when you, Okuyasu, and I went to Deux Magots. Gosh the look on your face that morning was the cutest.” Josuke set the tray of food down at the head of the bed before walking over towards the tied up girl. His baggy school uniform crinkled as he got on top of the bed trying to pin the girl down in order to take her restraints off.

Josuke gave one of his diamond smiles before unwrapping the gag around her swollen pink lips that had been irritated from the excessive amount of time the gag had remained in place. “I-I don’t want your food-” “Of course you do, I made it with love and care! It will help give your body more strength after what happened last time, baby. We don’t want that to happen again do we?” Josuke asked, still beaming at the girl like nothing he had said had been wrong. The passive aggressive threat made the girl go rigid and silently huffing away from the muscular male. “Whatever, just give me the damn food anyway…” You grunted, turning away not to meet the ocean blue eyes staring in adoration. “See I knew you were hungry. Now open wide.” Josuke uttered while bringing the fork of scrambled eggs towards your swollen lips. After a moment of no compliance to his demand, he brought his left hand upon your left leg. A shriek of pain escaped the poor girl's lips and eyes squinting resulting in the pricks of tears coming out on the corner of her eyes. You scooted away as fast as your bounded limbs could take you before you felt a large firm hand gripped your waist. “Come on now if you want me to heal that nasty wound of yours from last time, you better be a good girl and open wide.”

Slowly you opened your mouth allowing the lukewarm spoonful of food to enter your mouth along with the mixture of bitterness from your tears. “See it wasn’t even that hard? We may have had a rough start but keep doing that and you may even get to come out of the room today. Only for a little bit thought since ya know mom will be coming home eventually.” Josuke continued to feed you spoonful by spoonful until there was nothing left on the porcelain white plates. Josuke, coming closer, planted a faint kiss on your lips. His lips moving in a passionate motion trying to convey his deep love for you into one gesture. Pulling away, he gazed at the sight of you on his bed all tied up for him.

“Babe you wouldn’t be tied up like this if you just didn’t stop lying to yourself now.” He voiced. He then shifted his gaze down to your blue and purple disfigured leg. Ever so gently he brushed his calloused fingers upon your bruised skin causing you to wince in pain and gain slight goosebumps from such the delicate touch. “You know…that hurt when you betrayed my trust like that. Pretending you loved me just to toy around with my feelings so you could escape.” His hand then trailing to the other unmarked leg. “ I just want to live in this world of you and me, everything I imagined our relationship to be to play out. It hurts you know, having to be forced to come to the realization that my sweetheart didn’t wanna be with me. It’s okay now, because you love me right? Tell me how much you love, tell me right now!” Josuke screamed before a sickening snap was heard throughout the room followed by an excruciating squeal. “Oh baby I’m so sorry, but you should have told me you loved me.”

Suddenly a jolt ran through him, making him shoot up the bed. His eyes frantically looking around the room before looking at your worried eyes gazing upon his sweetened form. “Josuke w-what happened? You started screaming in your sleep a-and stuff.” You muttered underneath the fluffy duvet. “A-Ah sorry babe I just…I had a rough dream ya know? You were hurt and I caused that hurt. You didn’t love me and wanted to leave me…” Josuke uttered before sweeping his diamond blue eyes to look at you. “Whatever you were dreaming about never happened, look where you are in your bed right now sleeping. We have to wake up early tomorrow so we should get some rest my love. You wouldn’t wanna mess up your hair right now, so come on Josuke lets get some rest” You voiced before pulling his large form down and snuggling into him. The boy let out an exhausted sigh before adjusting you in his grasp. “Hey baby…tell me you love me.” Josuke whispered. “I love you Josuke.”

“I love you too baby, I love you too.”

Giorno:

It was his fault. You were another person he cared about to leave him behind and get swept up by that cursed infamous golden wind. The only thing he had left was himself, him alone with the weight of the underworld of Italy on his shoulders. Everyone who had come to be dear to him was all gone.

The whimpering and sobbing of a hundled form reminding him of this as a puddle of blood leaks from the figure. It was all so sudden, so fast. One moment he came back from a long day in the office signing contracts and making deals seeking the comfort of love from his darling. Then the next moment was a short monolog of how much of a terrible person he had been and now she was going to end it herself. Not only did his beloved elaborate how the sweet kiss of death was better than a kiss from him and that he was to blame for their teammate's death.

Before Giorno could interject or summon Golden Experience Requiem to stop what was going to happen next, a box cutter from god knew where it was in the eye of the one he oh so wanted to protect. He quickly ran over to her checking her injuries and pulse to find that nothing was there, empty just like the shell of Narancia’s body. Giorno stared at her body for a few moments letting her passing sink in. Tears began to well up in his eyes as he bellowed out with a loud raspy cry. Giorno, not being able to look at her body, began to shrivel his way into the corner of the luxurious room. Instinctively he began to curl up into a small ball as he once did whenever he felt stressed or scared as a child, as Haruno Shiobana. The side of him he always wanted to suppress came out quicker than a bolt of lightning, quicker than the death of his companions. All he ever wanted was to protect his remaining light in the world from being tarnished by the ones who wanted to tear them apart before when the gang was together. He never wanted them to be hurt and scared like him, but here she lied…worse than he could have ever imagined.

Giorno’s emerald green eyes began to flicker around the room, the once bright eyes that looked around the world to try to change it for the better had finally lost all the light luster that was left in them. He dragged his way over to his beloved before touching the blade that stuck out of her eye turning into a pure white lily to represent his pure undenying love for her. In a matter of minutes the room had been engulfed by white lilies. A delicate flower bed once like Narancia’s surrounded his dearest, hiding the stillness of her chest. It looked like she was a sleeping princess ready to be woken up any minute by her prince charming. Quietly he took a black ball point pen out of his black coats jacket before gazing at it then over to his love.

“Do not fret cara mia, we have a chance to live again although…forever” Giorno said, driving the said pen into his throat.

Before the pen came in contact with his skin, he let out a loud gasp and was roughly rustling on his side. “Giorno, Giorno wake up! Stop y-your scaring me, wake up-” You said, tears pricking out of your eyes and onto your arms as you held Giorno close to your chest. Giorno could only stare at (Y/N), eyes widened in disbelief after the vivid scenario he had to live through due to what his scarred mind had created. “Amore…you're alive.” He mumbled out, raspy gasps for air in order to comprehend what was happening in the current moment. “O-Of course I’m alive, I’ve been right here the whole time…GioGio what happened? Why are you looking at me like that?” You shakily asked.

Giorno began to curl up into your touch, just trying to intertwine his body into yours making sure his beloved was actually alive and well. “C-Cara…you hated me, you blamed me for everything that happened. T-Then you killed yourself saying it was my fault as well, you never loved me. You s-said you would rather kill yourself than l-love me. I-I love you so much care mia I just want you to love me b-back. You killed yourself I-...you w-would never do that, right?” Giorno quivered before tightening his grip on your body trying to shovel as much of his darling as he could to himself. “No, why would I ever do that? All you have ever treated me was kind and I adore you. I would never leave you and point the blame at you, afterall we all knew we were in danger but kept up our sense of justice to defeat that thing we called a boss. Giorno looks at me…I’m right here and never going anywhere.” You said with a delicate going up to cup his moistened tender tear-streaked cheeks and caress it with care. A weak smile was all you could feel against your hands as he nuzzled his face into your touch, sinking into the bed to relax once again.

In the corner of the room under the moon lite gaze was a pair of iron bonds enveloped by yellow daffodils.

Love your bucci gang fic 💗💗💗

Could I request a yandere Jotaro Kujo? With some fluffy dialogue and maybe cuddling? I'll give you my firstborn 😔💞

omg thanks so much! i’m so happy to be writing on here! ok bby i tried with yan!joot joot, turning this fine tsundere into a love driven cutie. i tried to make it as fluffy as i can without making him to out of character. i’ll dive more into him when the time comes thx for being my first request too omg akriwnd

Yandere!Jotaro x Fem!Reader

The 50-Day trip never sat well with the teenage delinquent, leaving him traumatized and feared what is to come to the one dear to him.

It was your first and last attempt to escape. After planning prior a few weeks before your set date of temporary freedom, your whole plan was shattered by the very man in front of you. It was perfect, he would leave for a school field trip and would not be back for another five hours giving you an open window to leave. Although there was an automatic falter in that plan, that very man you planned to escape from was a delinquent who didn’t really follow the school's rules or plans.

After the 50 day trip to Egypt with your ‘friend’ and his, the remaining crusaders' worlds were left shattered. Especially to the young ones dealing with their first traumatic life nightmare of their lost comrades. None were the same ever since. It only took 50 days in order for the surviving members to know the true dangers and fear the world held…

At least that was what Jotaro had said the day he had taken you.

When he came back from that ‘supposed’ field trip, you were left standing there like a deer in headlights. The harsh punishments left you stunned and mortified. It did keep you in place and complacent for the next week, not uttering a single word. It got concerning when even the stoic teenager noticed this.

“Oi, what do you think you're doing?” The man tsked before making his way over to you and standing over with a gloom on his masculine face. “I-I’m sorry I was just trying to watch some television while you were gone…I promise I was trying to escape please believe Jotaro! I promised I wouldn’t after last time-” You abruptly got caught off with a warm hard feeling enveloping you. “Tch, I already know that. You don’t have to always act scared around me, it would defeat the purpose of being here.” Jotaro mumbled before tightening his hold on the (Y/N).

What felt like hours had passed, the two sat in silence in each other’s embraces. The rigid form the girl had now relaxed into the males touch. His soft yet harsh breathing began to turn into a relaxing rhythm the girl grew comfortable with. “You know why I’m doing this right?” He suddenly spoke up, interrupting the comfortable silence. “I just want to protect you from this world, you witnessed the same horrors you should know as to why I’m doing this. You nearly died during that battle with Dio, I can’t let that happen again. You wouldn’t want what happened to Kakyoin to happen to you now, huh (Y/N)?” The girl stiffened in his touch indicating that the words uttered were important. “I told you so.” Jotaro murmured back.

Jotaro picked up (Y/N) in his arms, snuggling her against his chest before making way to the shikibuton in the corner of the room. When settled, he pulled the crisp covering above the two, his delinquent-ripped hat falling off to the tatami mat beside him. Jotaro rolled on his side giving the girl room in between his arms and chest. Her face pushed against his warm torso, once again hearing the palpitations of her ‘lovers’ heart. Jotaro began to speak again, the grumbling of his voice vibrating throughout his body. “Yare yare, don’t make me say this again…I’ve fallen for you…” He shifted again pulling (Y/N)’s body closer to his while snuggling and nestling into the girl's peach scented hair. “If all the stars have fallen from the sky…”

“...then that means you have landed right into my arms.”

BREAKING NEWS: y/n l/n was kidnapped yesterday by a team of cosplayers

Oops (´༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ`)

Poor y/n can never get a break can they…Not only kidnapped by their respective yandere’s, they get kidnapped by cosplayers…

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What kind of cosplayers?👀