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DIO Psychological Analysis + Relationship Headcanons
TW: Slightly NSFW
Dio Brando did not have a pleasant life. He was born in the more “underprivileged” parts of England, with insufficient money to keep him and his family at bay. To make matters worse, his father was a thief and an alcoholic who abused his wife and his son. Unfortunately, due to the conditions he was exposed to, Dio was affected in the worst ways possible; children who are abused adopt violent, aggressive, or criminal behavior or other behavioral problems, in addition to drug or alcohol abuse and high-risk sexual behavior. Despite Dio despising everything about his father, he mirrored a lot of his father’s foul behavior, even taking after his habit of drinking.
Dio’s hatred for his father is ignited by Dario’s abuse of his mother. During pregnancy, the bearer of the child shouldn’t be subjected to stressful events or a disorderly environment, and Dario Brando’s treatment was so horrid that poor Mrs. Brando lost her baby, Dio’s sibling. Dio was aware that his father was the reason that something like that happened, and while he watched his mother sob in misery at the loss of her child, he felt the hatred he had in his heart for his father to thrive, growing rapidly like moss in concrete cracks.
Simply hearing his father’s voice was enough to contort his face into a deep scowl, his eyebrows so furrowed that the crease between them remained permanent. Every single sign of his facial expression pointed towards hatred and disgust. He couldn’t believe that he shared blood with this individual.
Dio actually loved his mother; she was his safe haven while everyone else around him was a pack of ravenous wolves, ready to roll him in the dirt. The only redeeming quality about Dio is the fact that he loved his mother and cared for her; possibly the only humane thing he has ever done. The moment Dio’s mother passed on, he set it as a goal that he will blow out the candlelight of his sad excuse of a father’s soul, and proudly so.
“Devil that you were, you drove mother to an early grave. I’m glad you’re dead, may you burn for your sins. The riches that eluded your grasp? I will claim them in excess. You lacked the cunning to take what you wanted, but I’ll prevail! This Joestar shall be the key! Now burn!”
After being a doormat all his life, Dio was sick of submission. He didn’t crave equality, he wanted to ascend above everybody else; he wanted to be superior. Just equality wasn’t enough. Dio is a brat; if he wants something, he will get it. No matter what. He is ready to do anything to achieve his goals and make himself proud. Dio’s most identifiable characteristics are his unlimited ambition and his desire and love of power. He consistently scheming and aggressively domineering, and has recurrently shown a lack of ethics and empathy.
His smile is asymmetrical, a tell-tale sign for his arrogance and narcissism.
While addressing others, Dio points his index finger, figuratively beating the listener into submission.
Dio stands with his feet wide apart; a posture that displays dominance, telling you that he stands his ground. It’s used as a dominance signal by men because it highlights their genitals, giving them a gallant look. However, he sits with his legs crossed, indicating a feeling of confidence, superiority, and self-assurance.
Dio relishes being in a position of authority and has repeatedly stated how exhilarating it felt to be dominant. Dio never tolerated the idea of somebody surpassing his power or even being equal to him, and was infuriated and profoundly disturbed at the thought several times. If he were to court somebody, he would want them to shower him in praise and idolization. He would want them to know and believe it that he is better than them, that he has authority over them. It fills him with pride being the one in charge of everything that his partner does. He’ll tell you what to wear, how to do your makeup, when to reapply your lipstick – he’ll demand you to wear his favorite colors. With his power, you should expect a lot of frivolous gifts. Clothes custom made to your measurements; the finest satin and silk there is. He wants his pet to look their best, always.
He loves it when you worship Jonathan’s his body. Trail kisses from his neck all the way to his abdomen while he strokes your hair and coos out praise. Narcissistic as ever, he only ever refers to himself as Dio.
“You love Dio, your beloved master, don’t you, little one?”
“My, My… You look absolutely exquisite in the fabric that Dio has gotten you, my darling.”
He is extremely possessive of you. D’arby and Vanilla Ice are forbidden from ever touching you, and he’ll glare daggers at them if they stare for a prolonged period of time. One of the only human things he has done in the one-hundred years of being an immortal being is loving you. Possessively and intensely. Consider yourself extremely lucky that he has kept you alive for so long, as he only views women as objects for sex or food.
Just like when he was a young boy, Dio still has an affinity for reading, as he is found in the library of his mansion at times. He’ll keep you in his arms while he indulges in reading, but only if you caress and stroke his sides. He adores the contrast between your warm body and his cold, lifeless one.
He’ll firmly grip your thighs and slightly dig his nails into them. He loves marking you by scratching on your soft skin or leaving love bites where they can be seen by others. He likes to make the message very clear that you belong to him.
Dio displays his decent side to those who are good to him, so stay good to him. Stay submissive and never go against his word. He knows what’s best for you, and you should be well aware of his insight.
Often, he will ask you philosophical questions and humor himself in meaningful conversations with you. Of course, it’s partially because he wants to show you his educated and intellectual side; a testament that he is the scholar and you are the student. You report to him at all times. He feeds you with knowledge, and in return, you give him all that he expects from a good, obedient pet and follower – the worship he deserves.
He sports the fragrance of Egyptian musk – very pleasing, arousing warm, smoky notes with touches of dampened timber. Though, he is picky about the quality as cheap Egyptian musk tends to be rather pungent.
He frequently orders kindly asks you to light incense in your shared chamber.
Once you stroked his ear with the three beauty marks adorning it before kissing it and wrapping your plump lips around it, suckling gently. He lost control and ravaged you in bed. You weren’t able to walk for days or whimper anything besides his name.
Dio in red, gold, or green either way he’s the jackass king.
- poem by Fandom Wall (who’s fucking about)
This bitch be real simple cuz the art for DIO is immaculate. Thanks for your request guys:
@halite-writes , @tashaack11 , & @dollofchaos
Forgot to show him on here before, but I also made BananaYoin
Heheh they eat funne
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.”
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.”
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.”
helloo
your content and blog is amazing! Can I request yandere jotaro, josuke, and giorno force marrying their darling?
thx sm much bby! i’m so happy that your enjoying my content! i’m literally crying tears of joy rn istg. here you go bby and enjoy~!♡
Forced Marriage Headcanons
Ft. Jotaro, Josuke, and Giorno
Jotaro:
Honestly it would take some time if I were to be honest.
This man really is more about having you and all so of course marriage will come in mind.
Once you both got back from Egypt, through trial and error during the trip, he learnt that you're important and he needs you.
Since Jotaro is the possessive type, he would constantly be near you after the trip until he can legally claim you.
Sometimes being near you means that you may or may not know of his lurking presence.
When both of you graduated, both of you were elated although not for the same purpose.
You were happy because you were able to sprout your wings and choose where you wanted to go now. However you didn’t know the person you cared about the most was going to be one responsible for clipping them.
The night after graduation when you announced your future plans, that’s when all hell broke loose.
Right there and then were you swept away and forced to follow him to the America’s.
Upon arrival Jotaro made sure that everyone knew you were his no matter what.
What was once l/n was now Kujo.
Before the whole marriage ceremony, Jotaro made sure to mold you into how he thought you should always have been. He made you learn your place which was right by his side.
It was a small gathering due to the fact he didn’t really trust much. Joseph and his mother actually were the ones who attended.
It was one of the rare moments you saw Jotaro smile. Although now thinking about it…it wasn’t a smile, but a small triumphant smirk pulled the side of his lips up making sure you were able to see who you belonged to.
The small sliver of freedom you thought you had, was now taken away from you.
For now you are Y/n Kujo.
Josuke:
It was always coming and you knew it as well.
Josuke isn’t one for concealing his true feelings, especially when he comes to the dear love of his life.
The day when he confessed his feelings to you by cornering you after school, you were shown a Josuke that no one else knew about.
You were practically forced into dating the town's beloved boy with a diamond heart.
The small fantasies he had of you were slowly becoming real. Everything was falling into place and he would be damned if they were ruined.
He is already ready for marriage, but of course he has to abide by the legal law and let you slowly come to your senses about your feelings for him.
High school is just a step to him, a small step he needed to take in order to finally seal the real deal.
Just like Jotaro, when graduation hits he immediately proposes to you.
All of your friends, Josuke’s friends, were watching. All of them gazing at the two of you expectedly waiting for your response.
You said yes out of peer pressure and not wanting to deal with Josuke’s wrath once you stepped into his humble abode or anywhere in that matter of fact.
When you utter that inevitable ‘yes’, that is when you have sealed your fate.
Josuke is quick to take action and starts planning it out, totally with the help of you…
Unlike Jotaro and Giorno, Josuke’s wedding with you is quite large.
He wants everyone there, his friends, mother, Jotaro. It adds into his fantasy of how everything is perfect and that you two are perfect for each other.
Once you’ve taken on the Higashikata name, there is no way back for you as this was your new life.
Giorno:
Either you’ve known him before he became Giorno Giovanna or not, there will always be a way for him to fall in love with you.
With how badly he was treated in his past, he is fascinated and perplexed by your kind nature towards him.
He won’t know how to take it, but once he does it is a spiral from there.
Throughout your time with the Bucciarati gang and overcoming its hardships with defeating the boss, Giorno finally realizes that this attraction became infatuation.
After losing Bucciarati, Abbacchio, and Narancia who had hearts of gold just like you, he knew that your place was by his side being protected by him and his new found power.
Once he was appointed the Don of Passione, he had complete control over everyone…even you.
He would take your hand in marriage regardless of how you felt.
Sure it may not have been ideal when you struggled and rejected him countless times no matter how many flowers and butterflies he sent your way, but you will understand soon.
Standing in the marble hallway under an arch made of various beautiful flowers representing love, any guilt he felt towards taking you against your own will is immediately disregarded.
Seeing you dressed so elegantly and pure makes him freeze in place.
He is blinded by the small frown you have on your face as you make way towards him.
Your head is bowed down not willing to meet his emerald green eyes as they stare at you in adornment.
Giorno’s stomach feels like it almost would concave when the priest announces that you two are finally husband and wife, for life and death.
That night is when he decides to actually seal the real deal by making love to you.
Nothing was more romantic to him than you both finally giving your bodies to each other.
It only dawns on you the next morning when the morning’s sun kisses your face and your ‘husband’ is lying next to you, is that your truly trapped.
hello!! May i request a few comfort words from Kakyoin and Bruno because i've been working out my body till I overwork myself, I hate being plus sized. I just want to be skinny like other ladies would :')
(it's okay to write it very short dear author!! <3 )
don’t worry bby i gotchu! try not to overwork yourself okay??? plz plz take care of yourself regardless of how you think. you are amazing the way you are >:(💗✨
Kakyoin & Bucciarati x Reader
Reader overworks themselves and they start to notice.
Kakyoin:
Kakyoin would be very supportive of your determination, but will always remind you that he loves you no matter what.
He would always be there next to you and join you in your sessions majority of the time.
Although when he starts to see you overwork yourself and start to work out in an unhealthy amount, that is when he draws the line.
It hurts him seeing you trying so hard that you are even hurting your own body.
He makes sure to pull you aside when he finally has enough seeing you tuckered out without the energy he initially fell in love with.
Unlike Bucciarati, he does it when he sees fit. You could be watching TV, eating dinner, folding clothes, it’s just a Kakyoin thing to do.
Kakyoin makes sure to pull you close and hold you against his lean form as he voices his concern.
“I love you just the way you are. There is no need to work yourself like this…your happiness is my happiness…”
His grip on you tightened as you felt a wet droplet hit your shoulder.
“I promise I will do whatever it takes to help you, just promise me that you will stop doing this to yourself. Just know I love you with all my heart.”
Bucciarati:
Bucciarati picks up on it really fast.
Originally he was encouraging on your goal to lose weight. He thought it was an admirable goal and he would try to help you as much as he can even though he was busy majority of the day.
When you start looking down and tired of the latter, he notices but keeps quiet about it.
He just wants to make sure before he confronts you on the matter that he is right.
Then it goes on for about a week and half. That was when he asked to sit down with you.
You're concerned at first thinking he was going to break up with you or something because of his melancholy tone.
He is really serious on the matter, wanting to sit you down privately in the small homey villa you both own.
Upon listening to him, you start to see the distress swirl in the blue eyes you gaze into everyday.
“Listen to me mia cara, I love you yet cannot see you do this to yourself.”
He holds your hand as he stares deeply into your eyes trying to further convey his emotions.
“We will work through this together as we always do…I love you forever and always.”
Hello my lovelies! I know I rarely speak on here I just wanna say that your F/O really loves and wants you by their side to be their precious little baby🥰💕 Like whether it’s something cute and sweet like kisses and spending time with you or they want wanna spoil so good in bed and make you cum all over the fingers🥺🤲💗💍
🌸Her Vibe Is So Pretty🌸
JOJO WOMEN ARE MY BELOVED IN THIS HOUSEHOLD WE WORSHIP THE MOST IMPORTANT GIRLS OF THE JOJO UNIVERSE THEY ARE THE BEST MOMENTS OF ALL TIME
This is my take on the whole “write women who are…” argument when I think that regardless of the character, she’ll be popular no matter her personality. Screw writing ‘strong’ women. Write interesting women, write a woman who cowers in a corner, write a woman who kicks ass, write a woman who is desperate for a husband, write a woman who doesn’t need a man, write women who needs validation, write women who don’t care what anybody thinks.
No one can deflect the emerald splash!
Emerald Splash- Requiem!
exploring crazy coloring effects and new brush packs