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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.

i thought of a good idea so i decided to combine prompts :D

plz don’t kill me…i rlly value being alive 👉👈💗

Yandere Giorno x Reader

“The emotions you make me feel are too special, we must be destiny.”

“I’m in such pain every second we’re apart.”

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Giorno for all he could remember, was always alone. No matter how many friends and allies he gained on the way, they were always bound to leave at some point in time. Mista always explained that it was due to the golden winds of fate that were inevitable to avoid. Even though he knew he was right, there was still a nagging part in his mind telling him how it wasn’t fair. 

When he became the Don of Passione after a grueling battle against the former boss, he couldn’t help but be haunted by the death of his teammates who were undeserving of such an end. Slowly he grew to isolate himself in his office, stacks of paperwork and dim lighting being his only company as he gradually shut himself away from the world. 

The increase in his reclusive behavior was noticed by the ones closest to him. Polnareff being first though not saying anything, as Mista caught on last. They insisted on him going out once in a while, yet the occasional garden visits seem to do more harm than good. Although being the head of the biggest crime syndicate, he couldn’t have the luxury of staying cooped up in an office all day. 

After a little hassle in the exchange between other gangs, Giorno was forced to confront the ones who made the mistake along with Mista. Giorno’s black silk lavished suit, ironed of all the wrinkles, sat under his high-priced thick fur coat. Mista accompanied him, wore the same suit and pattern but with a different color scheme. The two set foot off to deal with the matters themselves.

Eventually when it was sought out and taken care of, Mista wanted to walk around again just like it was in the old days nonetheless with an opposing Giorno by his side. He casually walked in place, arms behind his head lazily supporting it. Meanwhile, Giorno continued to walk stiffly with his hands stuffed neatly into the fur coats' warm pockets. Mid-Winter in Italy wasn’t exactly the warmest, yet at the same time wasn’t as cold as winter in Russia. 

Mista pointed towards a small quaint cafe that was lit up under the gloomy weather of Naples. The vintage yellow tinted lights brought about a hominess to the small business inviting even the reluctant Don inside. 

Opening the small door, the bell rang indicating their entrance. It was moderately empty with one customer who sat in the corner. He was a middle aged man with small glasses that enlarged his bulky face. He sat there reading a newspaper drinking a small glass of espresso. In the background was a soft strum of jazz instrumental adding to the relaxing ambience the cafe carried. 

Giorno stood by the door as Mista fussed about the lack of service upon their arrival. The tanned Italian cursed as he huffed around the establishment complaining under his breath. Giorno continued to stand there not sure of what to do and let Mista do his own thing. He was getting quite bored and wanted to go back to his villa as soon as possible. He started to zone out on the checkered floor, the sound of piano keys sticking out throughout the radio’s instrumental. Little taps on the cafe’s tiled floor brought Giorno out of his bored gaze. He looked up to see a young girl around his age wearing the small establishments uniform. 

You looked busy and seemed to have your mind elsewhere as you ran to the front to greet him and Mista. Giving a short bow you apologize for the inconvenience as Mista berated you for not paying attention. Giorno, feet glued to the ground, eyed the young girl with an unknown interest. He was fond of how polite you were even when Mista was throwing crude remarks your way. You had a certain smile that he enjoyed seeing, a smile he wished he could wear like you. It looked so natural as if you didn’t have a care in the world and was truly genuinely happy. 

A small pat on his shoulder brought Giorno out of his transfixed gaze, Mista ushering him to stop standing by the doorway and to order something. Giorno silently nodded his head with Mista going to a small table in the corner to sit down. 

Once Giorno walked up to the counter, there you were closer to him than before. He could finally see the pearly white smile he was so mesmerized with. You were so captivating that he couldn’t stop soaking in your appearance. 

“What may I get for you today sir?” You asked, cocking your head to the side and interrupting his prolonged staring.

“Right. May I order a small cup of your earl grey tea?” He responded, his emerald eyes boring into yours. 

“Sure, that will be €3.77! Your order will be right up.” You gave one last smile before running off to start on the order.

Giorno turned away and walked to the booth Mista was at. Mista started to ramble about minor inconveniences he had as Giorno tuned them out. He placed a hand under his chin, resting and focusing back on the barista. Her form concentrated on brewing his order. The amount of care she put into making the hot beverage made him smile to himself. First time in a long while, he smiled. It felt foreign to him yet he missed it so much. 

Mista caught onto the small smile that adorned his best friend and bosses face. A smirk appeared on his as he let out a little chuckle, this time catching Giorno’s attention. 

“Oh whatcha looking at Giorno?” He snickered and wiggled his eyebrows.

“The barista.” 

“So do you have the hots for her or something? You're growing up so fast…” Mista wiped an imaginary tear from his eye as Giorno deadpanned. 

“I wouldn’t quite say that Mista-”

“You totally like her don’t you? I’ve been waiting for this day to come ha!”

Before Giorno could reply back to Mista’s ridiculous yet somewhat true statement, you came back over with both of their drinks ready in hand. Smiling again at the two, you carefully placed their drinks down trying not to spill them. Standing back up to full height you took a gaze at the men to only be stopped by one of them asking for your name. 

Smiling in return you gave them your name and politely asked for theirs. Mista started to talk your ear off as Giorno silently observed. He couldn’t help stare at your interaction with his friend, you yet again looking as happy as you were when he first saw you moments ago. A tingling feeling pooled in his stomach and his face felt like it was on fire. Yet it didn’t feel uncomfortable to him, he welcomed it with open arms in fact. His slender hands started to clam up and he began to feel that the heavy coat he wore was ten times more heavy. Slipping the big piece of attire off, he failed to notice Mista waving for his attention. 

“Oi Giorno, aren’t the drinks good?” He asked, that mischievous smirk coming back onto his face. 

“Yes indeed. This is some of the finest tea I’ve tasted. Has this cafe always been here? I can’t quite say I remember it being here at all.” 

“The cafe has been here for some quite time actually, it just doesn’t get much attention from the public that’s all. I was recently hired a little over a month ago for some extra cash to live on you know haha!” You giggled causing Giorno to subtly flush a hue of pink, although it was unnoticed by the other occupants around him.

“I see. I’m glad we found this fine establishment, I will make sure to visit frequently if the tea is just as good.”

You felt heat rush to your face as you clasped your hands together to keep calm composure. It was now Giorno’s turn to chuckle at your shy display.

“Well I will hold you to your word.”

The chime of the bell brought you out of the little conversation you were invited to. You quickly bowed once again and ran off behind the counter to attend to the next person's order. The rest of the time there was just Giorno and Mista enjoying their hot beverages while the cafe began to grow a little busier hitting its peak of the day. 

When Giorno finally returned to his villa and into the sanctuary of his room, he couldn’t help but think of you. Getting ready for bed, all you did was plague his mind and curiosity. You made him feel a certain way he didn’t know how to describe. It was such a nice feeling, a feeling he wasn’t quite ready to let go of yet. He couldn’t grasp the last time he felt so elated and peaceful. 

It was like you erased every nightmare he had and bad memory that was ingrained in his scarred mind. You even showed mild interest in him when he announced he would be back in the future. Surely you two were meant to be, it was at the right place and time. Just like Mista would say, it was fate. 

Gazing up at the crystal like the moon, he thought of you and your smile. Although the moon reminded him of your absence, your absence that resulted in the bringing of painful memories and thoughts. He laid there curled in bed, his arms wrapping around his legs as his emerald eyes stared out the window. It felt as if someone had a gripped around his heart, squeezing it just enough to not kill him.

Even now when his body wanted to cry, it wouldn’t let him. The sound of the golden wind, the wind that had taken everything away from him, was the only noise he could hear. It was as if it was taunting him. He shook and shivered just as he once did as a child, alone with no one there to help him. He hated this feeling and he knew who would be able to take it away. 

He would make sure to visit that cafe again no matter what it takes. 

Giorno made sure to go back to the cafe the next day. His leave from the villa surprised not only Mista or Polnareff, but the whole staff. This continued on for the following weeks. He would walk into the cafe formally dressed as always and have the same cup of tea. He became a regular, a regular you didn’t mind having. It was awkward at first with how silent and observing he was, but you both grew to open up to each other. 

You would sometimes sit down and have a cup of tea with him when the cafe wasn’t too busy. Having him around was pleasant, especially when he gave you advice on how to deal with certain things or situations. He was so mature for his age and you admired that. The two of you enjoyed the small conversations and became, what you thought, close friends. 

On the other hand, Giorno thrived on you. The small visits to the cafe were the highlights of his weeks. Despite being the boss of Passione, he always had time for you. He was so enthralled by you. No matter how stressful life would get, you thought there would always be light at the end of the road. The small unidentified lingering feelings he had felt on the first day, were only the blossom of true love. 

It was meant to be, you were made for him as he was made for you. You would help him heal the scars of his past and give him light. It was God’s will that you were there when he was at his worst, when he didn’t have the will to leave the comfort of his office.  

It had been a little over a month since the two of you had met. Giorno thought it was about time to confess his feelings and become what was destined to be. He had GER make him a bouquet of various flowers that all reflected the strong feelings he had towards you. 

It was around 7 pm, about when your shift ended. The cafe had its lights dim and the neon open sign was turned off. The clinging of the bell and rhythmic tapping of his shoes caught your attention. You were counting and placing money back into the register for tomorrow. 

Patting your apron you looked up towards Giorno with a surprised smile on your face. You chuckled and walked around the counter to stand face to face with your dear friend. 

“What are you doing here? The cafe is about to close, I can whip you up your favorite pot of tea on the house.” You offered, still grinning at the blonde male. 

“That would be nice, although that is not what I have come for.”

Tilting your head to the side in confusion, you finally processed his appearance. He still wore the same elegant satin suit, but he was more accessorized than usual. In his right hand was a bouquet of red and pink flowers, all blooming as if they had just been born. Looking back up to his green gaze, you saw his eyes crinkled in adoration. 

“We may have not known each other for very long, but I just acknowledge the strong feelings I have for you. Ever since the day we first met, I could never stop thinking about you cara. You make me happy, you make me forget everything I’ve had to endure. I love you y/n.”

All you could do was stand there, glued in place. Your brain is running at full speed to process everything he said. A bead of sweat ran down the side of your temple as Giorno offered you the bouquet of flowers. Nervously you grabbed onto them bringing them close to your chest. Trying to find the right words to say, you open your mouth. 

“T-That’s so sweet Giorno…but I don’t think we can work out…”

The tender smile he wore on his face immediately vanished. A frown rested on his face as his emerald green hues hardened while staring deeply into your eyes. 

“It’s just that, well…I’ve submitted my letter of resignation and am planning to move for the college I’ve been accepted into. I was going to break the news to you today…but you didn’t come. I just can’t see a long distance relationship as it isn’t fair to me nor you.”

The silence in the room was stifling as you waited for Giorno to speak. The hand that rested over his exposed chest area had dropped to the side where his other hand had hung. It didn’t help when his eyes stoically bored into yours. 

“You can’t leave…” He muttered.

Letting out a confused hum, you stepped closer in order to hear him better. All of a sudden Giorno grabbed your wrists, yanking you closer to him. The more you tried to squirm, the more his grip tightened. 

“I won’t let you leave like the others. I’m in such pain every second we’re apart…and you're planning to leave me?”

“What the hell are you talking about? Do you hear yourself right now?! You’re c- crazy, I’ve only known you for a month and you're already acting like we're in a relationship or something!” You exclaimed, still trying to wiggle out of his grip. 

“Do you not feel it too? The emotions you make me feel are too special, we must be destiny. We are destined to be together y/n. It was fate that day when one of the cartels had made a mistake, it was fate that there was an accident so we had to take this side street. Most importantly it was fate that led me to you.” He elaborated as he placed your hand on his exposed chest window. The violent beating of his heart increased your fear by how serious he was at this very moment.

“C-Cartel? Are you some drug lord or something?!”

Giorno let out a small laugh as he continued to speak. “Quite the opposite actually cara, I applaud you for almost guessing right. Well since you're mine now I might as well tell you. I am the don of Passione, I’m sure you know a thing or two about it.”

Your eyes widened like flying saucers as you took another glance at the man in front of you. The man you spent half the time of the week talking and sipping tea with, was the don of the most powerful crime syndicate in Italy? All this time you were talking to this man of high status like he was just an everyday citizen and now you just had called him crazy. You were screwed.

“Don’t worry cara, I would never hurt you. Now you must come back with me to my villa where you and I will start our new life together. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

Immediately your survival instincts kicked in, you abruptly pulling your hand out of Giorno’s and making way towards the cafe's door. When suddenly you felt something grab you pulling you to the ground. Something holding onto your arm keeping you in place from continuing your pursuit. Quickly looking up back at Giorno, you saw him standing in the same place he had been for the past painfully long five minutes. Frantically looking around on the ground, there was nothing there for you to trip on or hold you in place. You were sure something was grabbing you. 

“Like I said before mio cara, I won’t let you leave. Now just accept our inevitable love…”

Alexandrite, opal, and moonstone with. Giorno?

𝔾𝕖𝕞𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕖 ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕤: 𝔾𝕚𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕠 𝔾𝕚𝕠𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒

Alexandrite, Opal, & Moonstone

Alexandrite: What brings the yandere the most joy?

He loves being touched by you and reassured by you saying that you will always be by his side. Due to his rough past, this is what he needs in order to let his subconscious take a rest and know that the person he loves so much cares about him and will never leave him in general.

Opal: What makes the yandere tick?

Giorno keeps the thought of you two basically being star-crossed lovers which fuels him in the paranoia of keeping you chained close to him. He came from nothing and all he has left are the remains that people have taken from him. Everyone he really cared about and looked up to has all left his life in a tragic-like way, he can’t have that happen with you. This causes to him behave the way he does wanting to take you away from the cruel world that the two of you live in every day.

Moonstone: Are there things that the yandere will hide from darling at all costs?

Overall Giorno would censor the majority of your life by letting you know what he wants you to know. He doesn’t want you to see the crimes he and the others around him commit every day. He wants to shut out the vile world and have your attention on the good things he wants you to see.

Hey, I recently got dumped by someone, so is there any way that you could write headcanons for Yandere Giorno, Bruno, and Abbacchio helping the reader get over a tough breakup with someone who really hurt them and their self esteem? Sorry if this is too overly specific or too serious!

i’m so sorry for my short absence. i’ve been taking care of something else and letting the creative juices flow again mwehehe! anyway i’m sorry abt what happened bby and i hope you are doing better. it sucks but i’m sure you will be okay! 💜

Yan!Giorno, Bucciarati, Abbacchio x Reader

Reader goes through rough breakup and seeks the comfort of beloved friend.

Giorno:

-Giorno would silently sit and listen to you at first. It startled him when you ran or practically slammed into his office, with your face full of tears. You looked almost as if you were rolled over by a road roller and this was the aftermath.

-After hearing what had happened, he is quick to comfort you. He speaks very softly as he uses GER to place little flowers in your hair to reassure you that you deserved more.

-His calm exterior is totally different than the feelings of rage that continuously bubble up inside of him with every tear you shed. Giorno does his best to be comforting, but after a while, that smile that you love tends to not reach his emerald eyes. His touch lingers as he caresses your face whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

-He wants you to know that you are amazing no matter what and throws in little hints of his buried feelings for you. It’s up to you if you address them or not.

-He serves you some chamomile tea to help calm you down and in no time you finally succumb to sleep. Giorno places you on the luxurious bed that sits in the middle of his lavish marble bedroom. He takes a moment to admire how beautiful you look laying upon his bed. Fate had chosen this path.

-He takes it upon himself to get rid of your ex just in case there was any chance of them contacting you again. They already led you to so much pain, it would be best to rule them out.

-Giorno would take you out to a small bakery in a quaint part despite him being busy as the head of Passione. Any dessert you desire is yours as he makes sure to sit next to you taking hold of one of your hands. He gently holds your hand rubbing little circles on the back of your hand.

-Of course, seeing you so broken and sad hurts him, but Giorno would be lying if he said he wasn’t a tiny bit happy that now he has a chance with you. This time he will make sure your his, no matter what.

Bucciarati:

Bucciarati would get worried after not hearing from you in quite some time. (More like a few days because he always wants to keep tabs on you). His job being a mafioso stopped him from visiting you from the important mission he was sent on by Giorno, so he grows even more worried when he hears nothing from you.

-When he comes to your home, he is taken by surprise at your sulking and fragile form. He rushes in grabbing you and bombarding you with questions similar to what happened.

-After you explain what took place during his absence he is infuriated. I find it close to the expression he had when he was in the elevator with Trish after Diavolo took her and he was holding her severed hand. He sits there silently holding you in his embrace as he contemplates what to do next.

-It doesn’t really register that he can finally have you now only this unkindled fury of how you were hurt by someone so insignificant. He cradles you and does anything to take care of you.

-Afterwards, he gently lifts you up and wipes the remaining tears that cascade down your cheeks. He leads you to the washroom and grabs a fresh pair of comfy clothing of some sort and bathes you. You just sit there as he gently scrubs your head feeling the light scratches on your scalp. Little soap suds litter your body and Bruno’s forearms as the scent of lavender emits the room.

-Bucciarati will then make your bed and softly direct you into the fresh pair of linen. He will be off to your kitchen to make you some food. He may or may not spike your tea so you can be able to properly rest and relax.

-Before closing your eyes he promises you he will never leave you and that he will always be by your side. Now to take care of that little pest.

Abbacchio:

It was you who came to him as he was relaxing with his multi-colored headphones resting on his ears. He sees you rush towards him and fling yourself upon him. Abbacchio’s body goes rigid in surprise not hearing what you are saying. When he feels wetness on his bare exposed chest, he rips his headphones off and stares at you.

-Abbacchio isn’t really the comfort type, he would majorly be like “I knew that guy was bad news” or something like that. He can get quite awkward but he truly cares, the years of trauma and self-depreciation made it harder for him to express this. It’s weird for him because you are usually the one doing the comforting when he gets in one of his moods.

-If you try to result to wine or some type of alcohol or drug, best be sure he won’t let you. He doesn’t want you to be a broken shell of man he once was, he wants to keep you healthy and happy.

-He will just hold you to his chest and let you cry your eyes out. He would accidently let out those little remarks of “I told you so” which would make you even more upset. He would try to flip it around by hinting he could treat you better than your previous lover.

-Abbacchio would be the visually pissed pissed one about it. He wouldn’t try to hide it and would most likely end up with him going out to take care of the source of the problem.

-He would come back and would try to pamper you by Abbacchio’s standards. Watching a quiet movie with him, listening to music with him, doing makeup, or even just simply cuddling. He is a touch starved man so any physical contact with you melts him and somewhat helps boost his newfoundaccidentally confidence of making you his.

-Sure he believes he doesn’t deserve much in life, yet alone deserve the right to want something yet it’s hard every time your face comes to his field of view. This time for sure it was made to happen. Maybe this one time he deserved something for once.

If you’re still doing them, may I request carnelian, emerald, and diamond for Yandere giorno? Have a great day!❤️‍🔥

𝔾𝕖𝕞𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕖 ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕤: 𝔾𝕚𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕠 𝔾𝕚𝕠𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒

Carnelian, Emerald, & Diamond

Carnelian: How does the yandere learn more about darling?

If it was Giorno before he became the don of Passione, he would have to rely mostly on himself and Golden Experience. Since really before he got a spot in the mafia, he was by himself living in the school dorms trying to make it by. He would follow and observe you. Sometimes (and this works for either Giorno), he would use Golden Experience to create an animal he knew you like and would take it in a bit. It just gives him another loophole.

Emerald: How does the yandere show their love?

I know a common thing that other writers and I agree with is showering his darling with gifts and stuff. Yes of course he would do that yet he doesn’t want to be materialistic and gain your love just on what his money can buy for you. He grew up with a materialistic mother and a part of him is wired to think that if he buys you gifts you will love him back. He can’t help it though because a part of him agrees that buying people gifts and lavish wear would bring love to him. He saw it many times and somewhat it stuck in his subconscious. Although he fell in love with you because you were different, not corrupt like his family and the other low-lives out there who are just in it for the money. He loves physical contact and would give try to give it to you. I would like to say he is shy, but at the same time, he is bold? Also, he loves making flower beds and crowns or cute little things associated with animals or something nature of sorts.

Diamond: What does they want from their ideal darling?

Giorno wants to have a darling who loves him as much as he loves them. He doesn’t want them to be submissive per se, but he would agree that he would want someone who would listen to him to stay inside the golden little room prepped for them if needed. He wants that affection and doting nature a lover would give their significant other due to how deprived of it he was in the past. Giorno is a dedicated person and lover so it would be quite nice if he could have someone who could tolerate it with ease.