#here comes the boiii
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ALRIGHT, say hello to this accidental forest cryptid of a bot that I claim as my own!
He’s gonna show up alot around here so ya might as well have the deets
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here is the omori fanart. Its Kel and i love it so much holy crap.
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Adult aim design??
Heck yeah ♡
#zu art#aim!sans#adult!aim#undertale#undertale au#utmv#ask#here comes Dream & Cross' big boiii ;D#(more like a what if :'D)#(the small pic was a first thought after trying to draw him without clothes— xd)#to Halo who was making his cosplay: keep it up please!! *^* I'd love to see your version *w*
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haha *inserts new character*
Name: Vin
Nicknames: Monsieur langue d'argent/ Silver tongue (Rook), Pretty Boy (insult), Vinny (Ellis), Scary smile (UiO), Roboman (Maria), Shorty (Maria), pain in the ass (Victoria Le Fay), Unromantic/ asshole (Aimee), Robot (Aimee), manthing (Alice), little man (Alice)
Based on: Vincent from Vincent: the secret of myers
Relatives: A brother
Age: 19
Birthday: February 20 (2/20)
Height: 189cm 6'2.4 ft
Dominant hand: ambidextrous
Species: Human (?) Cyborg
A mysterious man who always wear a smile and tolerant to anyone he talks to. He is quite good at twisting his words often leaving the others confused and astray.
He has quite a sharp tongue whenever he is displeased.
Vin is tenacious and is determine to get his hands around something he really want. He is diligent as much he focus on his responsibilities.
With his competitive attitude, there is a person he wants to end with his own hands but their dispute only grows as the time pass. He wants to one-up them in any way possible.
Dorm: Terrovania ( @terrovaniadorm )
Year: 3rd year
Best subject: Ancient Curses, Practical Magic
Worst subject: PE
Club: Science Club
Favorite food drink: Martini (with some add-ons)
Unique Magic: Twisted Facade
He has the power to turn humans to hideous monsters that can do his bidding. He cannot undo the new change of their body but he can redo their human face.
He only use his Unique Magic whenever he sees it necessary. Often to the people who has a big feud with him or someone who is after his head
He wants to use it so much on the person he so hates.
--Additional information!--
It is rare for him to eat in the cafeteria often roaming around in the courtyard for some peace and quiet alone time.
He hangouts with Alice and Maria, questionable considering the two ladies love to poke fun of him.
He is more open and blunt when he is with the people he is close with.
When Vin heard about Samuel's (his vice dorm leader) Unique Magic, he is careful around him, much less using his words.
#here comes da boiii#twisted wonderland#twsted wonderland#twisted wonderland oc#vin is a bot man#twst oc#terrovania#◦❧ ui arts#hahaha this man has a beef with the krueger twisted character
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okay, funny idea but…
sully boys in the undergarments section w/ u
masterlist
enjoyy🤍
jake (2009)
kinda used to this, but actually not
would eye out the bras and underwear shockingly on the outside but inside he’s down bad like DOWN BAD
would follow you like a lost puppy but when he see something that catches his eyes, he’s gone.
“ooo, what’s this,” and then proceeded to walk away like AWAY.
probably have go on the announcement “jake sully, jake sully, please go to the information, thank you.”
he loves teasing you with those ‘extreme’ undergarments.
probably show you a red, laced, see-through bra and be like, “i think it’ll look good on you.”
sNATCHING that out of his hand IMMEDIATELY
if you tell me this man does not squish the bras, you are LY-ING
he loves squishing them and earning a weird look from an old lady (bless her soul 😭)
loves touching the mannequins’ butts and boobs. LIKE PLEASE- NO
cheeky asf but you love him. he will grin while looking over to you and mouthing, ‘you’re next.’
def give comments on each piece like “ooo, it’s giving disco, but you know i like them laces.” “don’t pick these, it scratches my skin, don’ like it.”
he be into them granny panties 😳 like the laces and stuff definitely turned him on- SIR- JAIL
erm…will borrow your bag to cover his boner😭💀
getting really comfortable, like TOO comfortable, and asking the employee for recommendations. feeling the textures and everything
BEGGING AND THROWING himself on the floor if he finds something super hot for you to try it. making faces like ‘WE NEED THIS’
if you come out of the fitting room, wearing the ones he picked for you, he will be like: “I’M COMING IN. I’M COMING IN!”
would compliment you as you try each outfit for him.
WILL SPOIL YOU AND PAY FOR EVERYTHING
“okay, honey, if you pick this piece, i’ll buy everything for you, JUST that this piece have to come home with us,” 😏
jake loves going to shopping underwear for life
in conclusion, jake spoil you, bbg
neteyam
awkward but teasing boiii
he’s very confident EVERYwhere else (in the bedroom 🤭) but as soon as he step in an undergarment shop, he’s flustered ASF
CAN NOT stop looking at them bras and underwear.
drooling over them, my ass
hold your hand and walking behind you are a must.
can not move his body like he usually can, would just stop functioning 💀 *neteyam.exe has stopped responding*
would whisper seductive and teasing comments to you. “these will look hot on you, but it’s better if they are on the ground.” PLEASE- SIR-
if you wanna go try them on, he’ll cry, for the love of his life, he CANNOT stay alone in the shop. “pleaseee, gorgeous, i wanna come too.”
WILL and definitely secretly look through the shelves for a piece for you 🥺
he knows that you can be sometimes picky with the designs and color, but he love you for that. it doesn’t bother him that you wanted to feel comfortable in something so uncomfortable for SUCH a long time.
imagine coming out of the fitting room like neteyam just standing there like: “i think you’ll like these”
AAAAA, sir, please, let me order one of you
AND LET ME TELL YOU they will fit perfectly and FEELS great (he really knows his job, guys- wait- how did he know your size- 😳)
anyways, will look after your things while you are changing
you are lying if you say he doesn’t try some bras on just to be funny for you. gurl, snatch them OFF cuz he’s getting a little too comfortable in them.
will 100% secretly squish bras. if you catch him doing that, he’ll just say like “it’s for testing how soft they are for you.”
maybe, don’t tell anyone this, but he loves to see the hooks of each bra. definitely doing something appropriate here, neteyam.
overall just love being there to support you and tease you, hehe
lo’ak
before the day you decided to go undergarments shopping, he had to prepare himself 😭
lo’ak will get so nervous about it and asking you do’s and don’t’s. like, sir, PLEASE CALM DOWM
walking in the store would count as his top 10 scariest moments in his life 💀
he’ll clutch on to your arm as if he will die, pressing his body against you and everything
will be so uncomfortable walking around the store 😭 hands clammed up together in front and everything. slow pacing around the store like a grandpa.
WILL not touch everything and only pointing at the ones he thinks will look super HAWT on you
once he calmed down, put your seatbelts on, the show’s about to begin.
WILL 100% get excited by different stuffs. touching everything like
“wtf, these are soft asf!” “ooo, these are scratchy” “they are sparkly!” (yes, but, sir, the sparkles in your eyes are falling out)
getting comfortable, going on an adventure mode, and opening drawers to be surprised by super seggsys stuffs
being a supportive boyfriend and picking things for you
“white or black?”
“white, white all the way.”
“but they are see through”
“exactly.”
would ask question about EVERYTHING and his face will turn red 😭 once he realized how extreme some bras could get, he is red like a tomatooo
WILL ask you to try on some HAWT stuff for him, but will cry if you leave him alone outside
def picking cute sets for you and waiting outside the fitting room, holding your stuffs
if you come out to show in your outfit, his jaw is DROPPED, SMASHED, AND CRUMBLED ON THE GROUND.
“darlinggg, you- I am lost for words- I’M COMING IN.”
in conclusion, a boy holding on to his dear life and fighting demons in the undergarment store.
today’s a great day to eat and take a break! 🤍 take care
@rosaryos / @bumblinbumblvee / @nyotamalfoy / @fangirl-2610 / @astablacksword / @lokisblueskin
#fanfiction#avatar imagine#avatar the way of water#avatar x reader#imagines#neteyam imagine#neteyam x reader#jake sully imagine#jake sully x reader#lo’ak imagine#lo’ak x reader
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Light me up
✞ You, a well known rockstar. Your boyfriend, the golden boy of F1. Its a constant "battle" of "who's gonna have more of their fans turn to the 'other side?'"
✞ I have synesthesia! Here's 5 songs that I associate with this fic: "Light me up" - The Pretty Reckless, "Scarlet cross" - Black Veil Brides, "Scars" - Papa Roach, "honey (are u coming?)" & "baby said" - Måneskin.
✞ Warnings: Suggestive comments and pictures, fluffy relationship shite, cursing, google translate (italian). SMAU.
✞ Charles x rockstar!reader
✞ Face Claim - Taylor Momsen (The Pretty Reckless)
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theprettyreckless: AND THAT'S A WRAP! Thank you, Montreal, for being so welcoming. Three cheers for this sweet, sweet tour. And to many more in the future. À la prochaine, mes chéris.
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yourusername: LETSFUCKINGGOOOO
yourbsf1: you were crying about this to me on facetime for half an hour. Then while picking the photos for the post. Then writing the caption.
yourusername: exposing me? Just like that? Bro... :(
yourbsf1: L
yourbsf2: #exposingy/nera
username1: I CAN SEE MY HAND!!! #famousera
username2: y/n's mic stand wasn't the only thing whose straightness has been broken tonight (liked by yourusername)
username3: yo... leclerc in the likes👀
username4: holy shit??? You're right
username6: calm down, y/n is friends with Damiano. Charles probably just likes her band too!
username5: who the hell is leclerc???
username7: what rock have all of you been living under? They have been together for years.
damianodavid: onorato che tu ci abbia portato in tour con te! Un sacco d'amore❤️(liked by yourusername, theprettyreckless, maneskinofficial)
yourusername: Grazie🫶
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username8: ariana... what are you doing here??
username9: what the fuck
username10: Charles got too nervous and asked Carlos to comment something methinks (liked by carlossainz55, yourusername)
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yourusername: life recently: post tour edition. The depression is hitting HARD. #noonetalktomeimturningemo
yourbsf2: mommy?? (liked by yourusername)
yourusername: not here, kitten whiskers...
yourbsf2: but...☹️
yourbsf1: get a ROOM. Jesus....
charles_leclerc: right? I agree. (liked by yourusername)
yourusername: 😇
yourbsf2: i saw her take that shirt off, and y'all did not🧚
charles_leclerc: @/yourusername ???
yourusername: uhhh.... 🏃♀️💨
username11: you just made eggs look tasty
username12: FUUUUCK them eggs. Have you seen the last slide??
username13: THE LAST PHOTO??? MOTHER.
username14: I don't know what to be jealous of first - her tits, the food, or the fact that she got some good dick IN the car... (liked by yourusername)
username15: im fine!! This is fine!!!
charles_leclerc
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charles_leclerc: sk8er boiii
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yourusername: B) im so cool bro
charles_leclerc: you cried when the cat decided to leave your lap.
yourusername: :,( bro...
yourbsf1: yeah bro!!!
charles_leclerc: I'm not sorry.
charles_leclerc: waitwaitwait @/yourusername WHY IS SHE CALLING ME.
yourusername: 😇
charles_leclerc: Y/N L/N
yourusername: neither of us is a punk OR does ballet tho... (liked by charles_leclerc)
username16: emo Charles era when?? (liked by yourusername)
yourusername: @/charles_leclerc !!!
username16: OHMYGODJDJDJ???
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charles_leclerc: couldn't you have taken any longer?🙄 (liked by yourusername)
yourusername: darling... you fell asleep.
charles_leclerc: i was resting my eyes!
yourusername: you snored. I have a picture of you drooling. (liked by yourbsf1, yourbsf2, landonorris)
landonorris: can confirm
charles_leclerc: Y/N??
vicdeangelis: bellissima! (liked by yourusername, damianodavid)
yourusername: fermare! Sto arrossendo🫠
charles_leclerc: sono d'accordo. (liked by yourusername, vicdeangelis)
yourbsf2: @/charles_leclerc I'll have you know that y/n is currently dying. Send her exactly what you just typed out, just in the form of a voice message, to save her. Quick! (liked by yourusername)
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username17: AYO???
username18: im not okay. Im not fine. WHAT????
username19: the handprints were def made by charles... lucky bastard. (liked by yourusername)
username20: the last slide... does that mean exactly what i think it does?
username21: oh it definitely does.
username22: the sexual tension between me, the fork, and the toaster right now...
username23: the final boss WAG
username24: i'd call y/n the best wag ever, but she's kinda the main character here...
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making daisy chains with spencer reid on a date hcs
A/N: this was an old request by @sunflowerharrington, originally posted back in September of 2022, it read: making daisy chains with spencer on a date
∼ gentle reminder that feedback, but especially reblogs are the way you support writers on here ∽
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I imagine this being one of your very early dates
this time (probably because he was busy with work) he said that you could just pick something and you didn't have to fly it by him first.
I think a simple "surprise me" was uttered by the doctor.
so at first, you panicked
you're all like "what even is a date?"
but after a mild freak out, you come to the conclusion to just make it something you're 100% sure that is an activity you're comfortable with, since being around a guy that makes your heart go a million miles an hour isn't exactly calming...
so, a walk around your favourite park it is! (the one that you go on walks in practically every day)
when you tell him, he just gets this really warm smile, like it's a privilege that he already gets to join you on such a cute normal little thing.
when you get there, you start by taking a long, slow walk all around the edge
(it's a LARGE park)
(big boiii)
you introduce him to your favourite trees
the large willow tree at the edge of the pond where you sometimes take your lunch with you and eat it there
the birch trees, that are honestly just really nice to touch
you also get distracted looking at the little family of ducks that swim by you.
he of course can't stop himself and spout off random duck facts
after about two minutes of him infodumping, he gets a bit nervous, stops himself and apologises quietly, being too used to people finding it an annoying trait of his.
but he had been so busy looking at the ducks and rambling about them that he completely missed the dreamy way that you were staring at him.
"please don't apologise," you pop down on the grass, "keep going."
"O-okay," he joins you in the grass and continues.
while you're listening to what has quickly become your favourite sound in the entire world, you at first start by just picking some of the small daisies that are scattered around you, just to do something with your hands
but then when you start finding a bunch with longer stems, you almost intuitively start making a small chain
you almost don't notice till Spencer asks in amazement, "how did you do that?"
with all of the books he read, you just assumed that he knew how to do everything, in theory, that is
but this one, he genuinely didn't
so you showed him
you scooted closer, showing him how to wrap the stems around
"no, no, if you do it like that, it'll just fall off, you have to weave it up over and around that one so it kinda locks it into place."
and because he has terrible vision, he gets the flowers all up close to his face
and because you have to guide him through it, aka you have to be able to see what's going on, your face ends up getting all up in there as well.
at one point, the grip he has on the stems loosen
"Spencer! you can't just let go or they will fall apart!" you yelp, but when you look at his face, he's just watching you intensely, probably wasn't aware that you'd scooted just that close
and for a moment everything stops.
the other people in the park disappear
the trees
the lake
the ducks
they all disappear for but a moment
they only come back after Spencer kisses you
leaving you a flustered mess, while he just continues to stare at you sweetly
© 2022 thyme-in-a-bubble
#lea’s writing#spencer reid drabble#spencer reid blurb#spencer reid imagine#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid x fem!reader#spencer reid x y/n#spencer reid x you#spencer reid fluff#spencer reid fanfiction#spencer reid scenario#spencer reid hc#spencer reid hcs#spencer reid headcanon#spencer reid headcanons
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NO CUZ,THIS DESIGN IS SO COOL !!!! And i can't belive that it only had 1 minute and 11 Secounds screen time and not even a name !!!!
I WANNA SEE MORE!
COME BACK HERE FISH BOIII!!!!
BTW,what do y'all think it's his name? He looks like a Zach to me but idk
#helluva boss#helluva boss spoilers#Spoilers#helluva boss character#helluva boss new episode#vivziepop#Helluva boss unhappy campers#Unhappy campers
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[feel special] Dio Brando.
Synopsis: Working for Lord Dio you end up catching feelings for the male. But after a wakeup call from you new friend, you realize that you deserve someone better, though he isn't going to let you go so easily.
Warnings: Mentions of violence, cheating (idk if you can consider it that...but idk), manipulation, obsession and possessiveness,
Au: Royalty Au
Pairings: Dio Brando x Reader, Jotaro Kujo x Reader.
Based Off: TWICE's Feel Special You can listen to it here~
-> Feel Special
Other songs listened to for this fic.:
-> Beside you By Keshi
-> Angel eyes By ABBA
-> Some Say by NEA
-> Lie By Luka Megurine (vocaloid songs hold a special place in my heart.)
A/n: Whooo boiii this is a hefty fic! I don't know if I am going to continue this, but if others like it then I will continue it...
Also feel free to leave requests for me! I write for Obey Me, JJBA, FNAF (mostly security breach) and I'm trying to expand my writings so if you have something you wanna see written please ask away
Here's my Kofi is you wanna support me!
☆Here's the second part: Feel Special.Ending
꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱
When you first got to working for this man, you told yourself you weren't going to be like the others.
You'd heard rumors of girls who came here and ended up falling in love with the male. And you could see why.
Lord Dio was an attractive male, blonde hair, fierce red eyes and a nice body that anyone would want. Hell he is known for actively sleeping with his female servants, and when they get too attached he tosses them to the side like they were nothing.
So you refused to be one of them.
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“Don’t tell me that you actually believe that Lord Dio is in love with you?”
You sat across from your fellow servant, Mariah, who was tending to her hair in her mirror. You slowly nodded your head, seeing her roll her eyes. Mariah is a beautiful dark skinned woman with lovely brown eyes and snow white hair. She was one of the only higher up females here, being close to Lord Brando.
So it was probably best to listen to her words.
“I’m not trying to be mean, I'm trying to protect you. You’re a newbie in the castle, that’s the only reason lord Dio is paying all this attention to you. He’s trying to see how he can break you down and use you.”
You listened carefully to Mariah’s words and let them slowly click in your mind.
"I mean think about it. He could have any woman he wants."
You had been working in Lord Brando’s castle for the past month now in order to support your family back at home. The job came suddenly as some of Lord Brando’s most trusted servants were sent out in order to bring more servants to the castle. And he apparently paid very well, but your mother...she didn't care for it.
At first, your mother was weary of you leaving, as she had heard the tales of women who went up to the castle.
Many of them would not come back, many of them would be used and thrown back to their families with less than what they started with. She would have rather you moved away to the neighboring kingdom and start over there. But she knew that you didn’t want to leave her alone.
Your mother was your main reason for working at the castle, you wanted to give her a better life just as she had fought to give you one.
So against your better judgement, you took up the job working for the male and so far was enjoying it. He seemed like a genuinely nice man to work for, he took care of his servants and made sure you as comfortable as you could be.
But you soon noticed that as more women began to come in, the less and less attention he would pay to you. It started with calling you to his room less and less. Less of the lingering touches he would give, less of the hugs and teasing words he would give you.
It was all bothering you greatly. Had you been fooled?
And when you brought it up to him, he would always smile and tell you how silly you were being and how he could ‘Never abandon his favorite pet’.
Now here you were, being told that the things you were thinking were valid by one of his most trusted people.
Mariah, was one of his top people, next to Enrico Pucci, Hol Horse and Vanilla Ice.
She was also one of the only females who were in his top ranks. So she’s seen many girls come and go, all of them fiending to be Lord Brando’s favorite. Mariah took notice to who all came in and saw who was gonna be fresh meat.
She had taken a liking to you as you were one of the only ones to not just throw yourself at Lord Brando. You came here to do a job and was mostly focused one that.
She admired you. So when she saw how close the Lord was getting with you, his lingering touches and his sultry words.
She knew exactly what was coming.
If you were to get in bed with Lord Brando, you would never be the same again. You wouldn’t be able to think or have control of yourself. All you would think about is how you could serve him. She's seen what happens before, she's been in that spot. Mindless, only thinking about serving Lord Dio. Focused on making him happy and nothing else.
She refused to let that to be you.
“Protect me?..” You asked confused and Mariah sighed and turned around to you fully.
“Lord Dio is not a good person Y/n, you should know that, and I know that.” Mariah walks over to you and places her hands on your face.
“I actually like you. Out of all the maids here. You’re the most tolerable. I would hate for you to end up like a mindless little-”
“Y/n.”
The two of you looked over to the doorway to see Pucci there. He had a gentle smile on his face. “Dio requests your presence.”
You nodded and got up, Mariah giving you a look before going back to her mirror.
You followed Pucci to Dio’s room, keeping quiet as you walked alongside the priest.
Enrico Pucci was a priest that was Dio's right hand man. He was the one responsible for hiring all the new servants, running the estate and attending directly to Dio's needs.
You saw alot of him because you basically had the position of head maid
“You know you are one of his favorites Y/n?” He says quietly. You look over at him to see the same gentle smile.
“I’ve never seen him act this way towards a servant before, You're a rare one.” Pucci says, stopping in front of Dio’s door. You stopped and looked up at him. "What do you mean by that?.." You asked an air of slight concern coming over you.
Pucci gave a closed eye smile,
"That means he likes you, and you won't end up dying possible. I would hate to see a kind girl like you go to waste."
You stood in fear before he pats you on the back.
“Now, go ahead and see what he may want..”
You watch as Pucci walks away, his words swirling around in your head. You eventually go to knock on the door, waiting for a response.
“Come in..”
You open the door, seeing Lord Dio laid across his bed, book in hand. His red eyes look over to you and beckons you forward. You move over to him and stand on the side of the bed, your eyes glued to the bed, refusing to look him in his eyes.
"That means he likes you, and you won't end up dying possible. I would hate to see a kind girl like you go to waste."
Pucci's words were playing around in your head. Lord Dio wouldn't hurt you...would he? Would he kill someone? You knew he would, but you didn't think he would go as far as to murder any of his servants would he?
You were so deep in thought that you didn't hear Dio calling you.
"My Pet?...Did you hear me?"
You shook your head and looked at him "Huh?.." Dio chuckled before stating what he asked again.
“I was asking, how are you today, My Pet? I had business to attend to with those bastard Joestars in the neighboring kingdom.” He says, his voice soft and sultry, like music to your ears.
You shuddered at his voice before speaking.
“It was fine, I spent my day talking with Mariah and doing chores..nothing too special.” You answer, seeing Dio move closer. He places his book down and uses his hand to grip your chin, forcing you to look at him.
“Did my pet miss me? I’ve been neglecting you and I’m sorry for that.” He asks, with a playful tone behind it.
In reality you did miss him, you did miss the time that he usually spent with you, but after having the talk with Mariah you began to think differently about him. And on top of that, Pucci scared you. You didn't want to step out of line for fear that you would find out that he did kill his servants.
In this moment, you decided to nod slowly, earning a smirk from him.
Before you could blink, you yelped as Dio pulled you into the bed with him. You squeaked as your back hit the bed, and he was now on top of you. You tense up as you feel him get close to your neck, his arms wrapping around you to hold you in place.
“I can sense something is off.. Do you not trust me my Pet?”
“W-what do you mean?..” You whimpered out, nervousness filling your whole body as you watched him lift up from the crook of your neck. He brings his face close to yours, his lips ghosting over yours. You could hear yourself internally screaming at how close he was to you. Did he know what you were thinking? Could he smell fear? You didn't even want to know the answer to that last one.
“Do you doubt my love and care for you? Do you think my eyes are wandering to others, pet?”
He asks, and he doesn’t really give you a chance to answer before he presses his lips to yours. His hands go to press your wrists against the bed. Dio’s kiss was one filled with passion, one that was enough to take your breath away from you. It was like all your worries were sapped away in that moment. Signed and secured with that kiss.
In this moment, he was making you feel wanted. Moving from your lips to whisper sweet nothings to you, telling you exactly what you wanted.
"I can sense that you don't trust me...but I promise whoever put those thoughts in your mind will be dealt with." He whispers, moving down to your neck, planting soft kisses here and there, earning soft whimpers from you.
He had a way of getting you to melt like putty in his hands once again, everytime he sensed you stepping out of line, Dio would always do this.
He couldn't have you ending up like HER...
Telling you that you were the only one he wanted, that he wanted to marry you and make you his Queen. He wanted you to rule beside him.
Dio needed you...he CRAVED you..
The Male didn't know what the hell you were doing to him, but he knew he had to do anything in his power to keep your eyes from wondering from anywhere else.
Dio leaned down to your ear again, his warm breath tickling your ear as he whispered to you.
"You're my special little pet.."
What's wrong with him telling a little white lie in order to get you to stay?
At that moment…
You believed him.
He made you feel...Special...
—---------------------------------
It had been a few weeks from that encounter with Lord Dio, and you had a few more after that.
He would whisk you away from your duties and tease you, he wanted you and only you. He was risky with it too. Sometimes coming while you're preparing with others and hoist you up onto the counter, he'll steal a kiss right then and there, smirking at the others who dared look.
You were his and you weren't going anywhere, so any maids that were making any plans better not had added you to their little schemes.
He would make that known around other maids in the castle.
So it confused you when you saw one of the new recruits continuously coming in and out of his chambers recently.
Olivia was her name, and she came from the castle town, so she was a bit higher ranking than the rest of you.
Rumors had it that she was the daughter of a noble who owed Lord Dio, so in return he gave his daughter to him so that his debt was cleared.
She was a pretty blonde haired, blue-eyed girl, a nice body and was everything a man could want.
So it was troubling you when you saw how much time she was spending with Dio.
It started when she first arrived. She introduced herself to you, genuinely being nice to you. But when she found out you were basically Lord Dio's Chamber Maid she gave you a disgusted scowl.
She would call you horrific names behind you back and sometimes to your face. She made it no secret her disdain and jealously for you.
So she began to do the tasks that you were asked to do, sometimes she would eavesdrop on your conversations with Pucci and Mariah. She would rush to do them so she could get praise from Dio, but she expected you to be scolded for not doing them.
She was pissed when she saw that Dio still held favoritism for you, he would simply promote you. Having be Pucci's assistant instead of a chamber maid.
Hell you didn't care, you got paid more and still was his favorite.
But Olivia...she couldn't stand it.
You knew she had something planned as today, Lord Dio was holding an event, he invited other nobles and Royalty from other lands and she was supposed to be helping you set it up.
“Hey, Y/n.” You looked up from your decorating task to see Mariah, she gave you a sober smile before handing you some papers.
“Please deliver these to lord Dio. I tried to go earlier, but he wasn't there.”
You took them from her and stood up from your task dusting your dress off.
“Of course! I’ll be right back then.”
Mariah watched you walk off and her face morphed to a frown, she knew he was in there. She knew who he was with, and she hated for you to find out like this, but she couldn’t risk someone like you ending up like some of the others.
Earlier when she had went to deliver what was the revised guest list to Dio she heard some strange noises from the chambers.
Normally, Mariah could care less if she busted in his room. So just like she would normally did, she entered without knocking and her eyes widened. Quickly turning on her heels she would run a hand through her head, a yell of frustration would leave her lips.
Oh but not at what she saw, but for you.
She knew you wouldn't take this well, but she need you to open up your eyes. She saw you heading down the path of endlessly chasing after a man who will just hop from woman to woman without a care in the world.
And she refused to let you be one of them.
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You hummed to yourself as you walked down the hall to Lord Dio’s chambers, you were actually very excited for this event. It would be your first time meeting anyone else besides your few friends in the castle. So you could not wait to meet everyone and tell them about your time here.
You beginning to wonder if what Pucci told you was really true. If anything Dio was becoming more and more romantic as the days passed.
You were excited to go to his room and tell him all about what you had planned for the guests, just as he had asked for you to do.
When you approached Lord Dio’s door you went to knock but saw it open. You were about to walk in but nearly bumped into someone
That someone was Olivia, barely dressed, only Lord Dio’s Robe wrapped around her body. It appeared that she had bitemarks and hickies along her neck and a smirk plastered on her face.
She looked you up and down before her smirk widened.
“Y/n! Miss Mariah said you were supposed to be sending some stuff for My Lord. I’ll take it from here.” She say happily, taking the documents from you hands.
You stared at her before shaking your head.
“Are you alright? You’re covered in marks..” You asked, half concerned, but not because you wondered if she was hurt, it was to confirm what scenario was playing in your head.
She looks at herself before a look of smugness comes over her features,
“Ah, these…just had a meeting with Lord Dio about the even this evening! I’m alright Y/n! Thank you for asking!” You gave her a nod before quickly turning on your heels to go back where you came.
You heard her giggling as she went back into his chambers, the door closing with a hard slam.
You could hear Lord Dio's deep voice calling her back over and her giggles faded into something else.
"Miss Y/n!"
"Y/n!"
You didn't even care about who was calling your name.
You just needed to get away from this room. This area...This place...
You held in your tears, refusing to let them fall. Instead you let your feet carry you to Mariah’s quarters, you couldn't even tell who calling you as you were in an autopilot.
When you reached Mariah’s room, it was like she was already waiting for you. Once you closed the door behind you, you ran into her arms finally allowing your tears to stream down your face.
Mariah held you in her arms as she heard your sobs, they pained her severely.
She knew you pain, she knew it all too well, as she saw this same sequence of events play out with another dear friend of hers.
Her name was Isabel.
Isabel was just like you, bright eyed and bushy tell, eager to give her all to Lord Dio. And unlike you, she allowed him to take her fully, her entire life was dedicated to Dio.
There wasn't a day when Isabel wasn't talking about Dio, and back then...Mariah was happy for her. She encouraged her dear friend to go for it, allow herself to be loved by the blonde and see what would happen.
But just like you...she was soon replaced by the newcomer. A fresh face, and a new woman Dio could Manipulate.
Isabel was heart broken, but more than anything was angry...
And you know what they say...
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned...
Isabel stood up to the male, confronted him and refused to allow herself to fall for his tactics. She wasn't gonna come crawling back to him anymore. She told him that she was leaving, that she wanted no more of this.
And when she did that, she vanished.
No one ever saw her again, and they were ordered to never speak of her ever again.
But everyone remembers, and Mariah refuses to forget.
She made it her goal to prevent young women from ending up like her, serving the very male who ruined her dear friend, doomed to see how he plays around with people’s emotions just to get what he wanted. Never speaking of her friend.
“I-i thought he only wanted me… I thought he..he meant everything he said Mariah…!” You sobbed,.
Mariah moved the two of you to her bed. She sat down and allowed you to cry on her shoulder, she rubbed your shoulders as you sobbed, your cries getting louder and louder.
“I-i should’ve listened to you Mariah..I should’ve..I’m so sorry..”
“What? Don’t you apologize.”
She grabs your face and forces you to look at me. “Listen to me. We’re gonna get you out of here. Because frankly, i’m sick and tired of you being treated like shit. "
You rubbed your eyes, "B-but what about you?.."
Mariah scoffs. "And let more girls fall to his schemes? I'm staying...but.." She stops herself and rubs her temple.
She sighs then she rubs your face in with her hands.
“Has Lord Dio told you about the Joestars?” You nodded.
“Aren’t those the guys he hates?” Mariah nods.
“I’m friends with one of the advisors there, I’ve been in contact with her for a while, she knows about your situation, and one of the Prince’s have agreed to come and get you.”
You gasp and a smile appears on you face as you hug Mariah. Mariah grins and hugs you back before pulling away.
“And don’t worry, I’ll be behind you every step of the way.” She explains and you nod at her words.
"I'll make sure you get out of here..."
Your heart was in pieces, but the prospect of leaving and going to another kingdom was on the horizon and you did not mind it at all.
You would have to get into contact with your mother and move her to the kingdom as well, so that she could be safe. You felt if you left the Lord Dio would probably do something to your family for disobeying him.
And not only that, part of your heart was crumbling. As there was a small piece of you who wanted to talk to him and just ask him why. As him why use you and fuck with your emotions.
You and Mariah decided you would enact your plan during the event tonight, as that would be the best, you could leave with the crowds of people and never look back. Mariah had to keep tell you that she would be fine, and that you shouldn't worry about her.
But even as you went over it several times, you still felt horrible for leaving her behind.
Later in that evening, you headed back to the servants quarters to prepare for tonight to see all the maids in there happily opening boxes.
“Oh Y/n! Lord Dio gave us all new dresses to wear to the event!” One called out to you and you nodded at her.
As you expected when you walked over to your bed, there was nothing on there for you. You sighed softly as you walked over to pack your bags.
Olivia walked over with hers in her hand with a smile. “Look at how beautiful these dresses are! Lord Dio has certainly out done himself!” She then looks down at you packing.
“What about you Y/n?” She asked and you averted your eyes.
“The gracious Lord did not give me one. But that’s alright, Lady Mariah is giving me one.” You say blankly and her smile droops a bit.
“Oh..well where are you going? Do you have an order from him?” She asked, walking back over to her bed. "Isn't the party about to start? So why are you packing a ba-"
“I’m going to visit my mother. It’s been a while since I came to the castle, so I would love to go home and have a good time with her. And frankly it's none of your fucking business.” You say flatly before closing your suitcase.
It got quiet before Olivia scoffed and muttered a "bitch..." under her breath.
You sat on your bed watching all the other girls get changed into the dresses that they were given. It seems Lord Dio wanted all of his servants to dress a certain way, they had various colored ballroom like gowns in different styles.
Your eye fell to Olivia’s, who wore a pretty yellow dress, one that matched the suit Lord Dio wore very often. You rolled your eyes at this and decided to go get ready. You watched as everyone else left out as you went to the bathroom, the only one left was Olivia who was still in the mirror getting ready.
You were in the bathroom when you heard someone else come into the room.
"What the hell do you have on?"
You jumped at the agressive tone that entered the room.
It was Lord Dio and he sounded...pissed?
You decided to be quiet and listen to the conversation, doing your best not to make any noises.
"Oh! I'm wearing the dress that Pucci gave to me-"
"It wasn't for you.
You nearly gasped, quicky putting a hand over your mouth, but it seemed like someone heard you regardless.
"Whoever is in there better come out. I don't appreciate eavedroppers."
You were debating on coming out because you had avoided Dio for the rest of the day after talking with Mariah. You couldn't bare to see him knowing that you were planning your leave.
"I said come out now."
Sighing, you decided to exit the bathroom, bowing in apology to Dio. When you raised your head you saw his eyes scanning your body.
Mariah had given you a black bodycon dress that had belonged to her best friend. She wanted to pass it on to you as it would 'allow her spirit to do what she couldn't'. You matched it with silver earrings and a necklace that you had as a gift from your mother. The dress clung to your body and left nothing up to the imagination, so Dio's scowl turned to a smirk.
"My My, My little Pet has out done herself.." He finally spoke, leaving Olivia's side and coming over to you. You tensed as he snaked his arms around your waist to pull you closer to him. You peeked around him to see Olivia who was fuming, and you internally smirked at her anger.
"Olivia."
You watched her perk up at him calling her name only to see her face fall at his words.
"Leave. I need to have a moment with Y/n."
Olivia stomped her foot, "But Lord Dio! I-"
Dio quickly turned back to her, a dangerous glare on his face. Olivia quickly shut up and left the room, slamming it behind her.
Dio then turned back to face you and wasted no time coming closer to you. "So...where did you get this piece? It's far better than anything I could have picked out for you." He says softly.
You keep backing away and end up falling back onto your bed, and Dio takes this opportunity to get between your legs, riding your dress up to your thighs.
"L-lord Dio! This is-" He cut you off with a hard kiss to your lips. His hands went to grip yours, pinning them to the bed. You pulled away from his kiss about to speak only to feel his lips on your neck.
It didn't help that he was grinding against you, causing the heat to build up between your legs.
You did your best not to let moans slip past your lips as he continues his assault on your neck. But no matter how hard you tried, your body fought against your brain and a soft moan left your lips.
You could feel Dio shudder at that before he stopped, sitting up and gripping your chin with his hand roughly.
"After this night...I'm making you mine. I'm tired of you teasing your master like this. Dressing like this when you know others will have their eyes on you.." He smirks down at you. You were still in shock over what had just taken place so you didn't reply to him fast enough.
Dio gripped your chin again, this time applying pressure, earning a wince of pain out of you.
"Do I make myself clear?"
You nodded and He smirked before finally getting off of you.
"Now go ahead and straighten yourself up. Look presentable for me darling."
—------------
To say it was a big event was an understatement.
Apparently Lord Dio was celebrating some accomplishment, which explained why he wanted all the servants to dress alike. You however could not care less.
You were focused on leaving, especially after what just happened.
You were standing alone before being approached by the whiney broad herself, Olivia.
"Hey." You ignored her. She didn't like that so she decided to push you nearly sending your over.
"What the fuck Olivia?"
"Answer my question." She demanded and didn't give you a chance to answer.
“Are you jealous of me Y/n?” She suddenly asked and you raised an eyebrow.
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. I heard how you were Lord Dio’s favorite before I came along, You’re jealous because he no longer wants you and wants to marry me instead!” She accused and you only gave her a short laugh.
“Oh, you know, I am. But not as much as I used to be." You answered and she didn't like that answer.
"Face it, You are just mad that Lord Dio loves me more than he does you?"
You decided to burst her bubble.
"Oh yeah? Then why did he kick you out the room to kiss me, grind against me and tell me he's gonna make me his tonight?" You snapped back at her, glaring as you saw her gears turning in your head.
"You?! Lord Dio would never fuck a half pinted ass bitch like you"
"Apparently he does. But you can have him. I don't want him."
"OH?! Well I'm gonna tell him exactly what you said so he can kick your ass to the curb!! You just don't like that he's close with me!"
"Mhm..keep yelling."
“You’re just a jealous little bitch! You-”
“I think you heard her. She’s not interested in Brando.”
You jumped at the deep male voice that came from behind you. Olivia looked behind you and immediately bowed
. You were confused at to why she suddenly stopped but you saw a shadow loom from behind you. You watched as her face morphed from one of smugness to fear.-
“O-oh…My apologizes Prince Kujo..” She then lifted her head to glare at you before leaving.
You turned around to see a tall, dark and brooding male standing next to a what could be described as a cheerful ball of sun.
“Oh we finally found you! My you are really pretty! Isn’t she pretty Jotaro?”
“Yeah, she’s pretty.”
The girl came up to you and shook your hand.
“You can call me Evan! I’m the Joestar Royal Advisor! And I’m Mariah’s friend!” She introduces and she smiles happily at you.
“This brooding hulk beside me is Prince Jotaro Kujo! The eldest prince of our land.” You look over to Jotaro just to admire him for a second.
He was tall, very tall, probably about 6’5 in height, he wore a white suit that was adorned with different golden charms. His hat seemed to be fused with his hair and his blue eyes were off somewhere else in the crowd. He was handsome....very handsome.
You can see why some of the girls were talking about him, he definitely not a bad sight to see. You couldn't take your eyes off of him and you probably wouldn't have if Evan wouldn't had taken you from your thought.
“Why don’t you two go off and talk! We’re not leaving out until everyone else does, so it’ll be better for the two of you to get to know each other.” Evan announces.
“I’ll go let Mariah know we found you!”
Evan then goes off in the crowd and the prince sighs before grabbing your hand and leading you off to the balcony.
You quietly went along, the noise of the people slowly drowning out as the two of you reaching the balcony.
“Are you alright?” Jotaro’s deep voice cuts through your thoughts and you don’t even know how to answer honestly.
“To be honest...I don’t even know your highness..” You finally admit, going and leaning on the balcony.
“I thought I was okay...but now I realize…I was a fool. I should’ve listened to my mother..” You feel the tears welling up in your eyes again. You refused to cry over him again.
"God he loves playing with my emotions..I got so happy when he was alone with me..but I guess he was only doing that to make her jealous.."
“H-he made me feel loved….he made me feel so special…” You mumble out feeling the tears run down your cheeks again.
"God I felt so stupid...I was so dumb.."
You could feel your body begin to shake, you didn’t want to break down in tears in front of the Prince, but it seemed no matter how hard your body tried to fight the tears, they kept coming.
All you saw when you closed your eyes was his stupid fucking face smirking down at you.
You felt a hand grab your shoulder and was pulled into a tight hug by the Prince. You stood quiet, feeling his hand rub the center of your back. “I’m sorry...I’m not good with words…” He says softly and you chuckle slightly at that.
It was a comforting feeling to be in the Prince’s arms. To find relief in someone you barely even knew sounded absolutely stupid, but in this moment you didn’t care at all.
“I’m shit at words...but I promise..." He started, making you pull away from his hug to look up at him.
“I promise you’ll find someone who makes you feel special again…”
—--(pov switch)----
Dio was highly annoyed.
Scratch that, he was fucking pissed.
Everyone was supposed to be in one place, but of course he couldn’t find one of his most trusted servants when he needed her the most. No not Olivia, he needed Y/n.
It was bothering him that he couldn’t find the girl when she normally was always around him.
All of sudden she went from being on his arm, to barely coming to visit him in his chambers. She only came when she was needed or asked to do a task.
He also didn’t like how close she was getting with Mariah. Don’t get him wrong, she was one of his royal advisors, but he felt like she had something up her sleeves whenever he saw her around Y/n.
All he needed was his cute little Y/n to be by his side during this. He wanted her..no NEEDED her. She was his everything. He was everything she was and more.
So when he got her alone earlier, he couldn't help himself. She was dressed up to cutely, he wanted to just take her right there. But no, he had to control himself, he knew she was questioning his love for her.
So he had to make his move tonight.
“Hol horse.” He called, a blonde male appeared at his side and tilted his hat towards him.
“Yes, Lord Dio? You need me?” He asked in a southern drawl-like accent. Dio nodded.
“Have you seen Y/n? I need to ask her a question.”
“Yeah, Last I saw ‘er she was with that Joestar prince.”
This made Dio sit up from his seat surrounded by piers. “Excuse me?” He asked, insinuating for him to speak again. Hol Horse nodded.
“Oh yea! Me and Vanilla were greeting the guests like ya told us to do when we saw her arguing with Olivia ‘bout something, she then went to the balcony with that Joestar prince.”
Dio stood up from his seat and motioned for Pucci to follow him, the priest sighed as he knew where this was going. Hol Horse watched as the male angrily marched off, leaving confused guests around him.
Dio made his way through the crowd and to the balcony with Pucci in tow with him.
His beloved little pet, seen around with that Joestar may give people the wrong idea.
Y/n meant a lot to him and to hear her being around Jotaro made his anger nearly boil over.
He couldn’t stand that damned Joestar bastard, he couldn’t stand any of them. They always made themselves out to be better than him. Dio built his empire out of nothing, while theirs was passed down to them by that annoyed bastard Jonathan.
He wished that old fuck would die off already..
But that was besides the point. When he reached a certain spot in the crowd he looked around and his eyes widened. Hol Horse was not lying to him at all.
His Y/n was in the arms of that damned bastard of a Prince. He appeared to be telling her something, and she smiled in response to it. Pucci bumped into the back of Dio, peering behind him he saw what he saw and cleared his throat.
“Would you like me to go talk to her, My Lord?”
Dio was speechless, and appeared hurt?.. That was an emotion the Lord had not felt since his late mother passed, and that was years ago. So why was he so hurt seeing Y/n with another male?
She was just another servant he played around with, well she was playing hard to get that is. Much different than anyone who came before and after her.
Dio snapped back to reality and simply nodded to Pucci.
He was not going to let her fall through his fingers that easily.
—-(back to our beloved y/n)-----
You allowed yourself to be held by Prince Jotaro for a little longer as he told you more about his Kingdom.
He told you how he inherited the throne from his Grandfather, King Joseph, as his mother willingly gave up the throne to him. He explained how he had a great love for the ocean and that he often spent much time beside the shore.
“That sounds wonderful, I’ve never seen the ocean before..” You admit and the prince gives you a soft smile.
“Perhaps I could show you one day...it’s really beautiful...a really peaceful sight.” He responded and you nodded along.
Prince Jotaro seemed like a sweetheart. He was a bit on the quiet side, but listening to him it seemed like he really cared for his family a lot. He spoke of his citizens in a nice way and really seemed to enjoy ruling alongside his family.
You told him how you only had your mother, who was sickly and that’s how you ended up working under Dio. Jotaro chuckles as you told him that your mother wanted you to work for his family instead. “Well I can still arrange that...Your mother seems like she cares for you..” He says and you shake your head.
“I couldn’t your highness, you’re already helping me leave, that would be ask-”
“Miss Y/n. There you are.”
You turned your head to see Pucci, Dio’s right hand man walking up. You sigh and pull yourself from Jotaro’s warm embrace, turning to face him.
“Yes Pucci? Is there something you need?” You questioned, clearly annoyed that he interrupted the conversation with the prince.
“Lord Dio requests your presence.”
“Oh does he now?”
Pucci seemed taken aback by the snarky reply but shook his head, “Yes, He wants to see you now. It’s an urgent matter.”
You felt your anger bubbling up in your body and you felt yourself about to yell but Evan slid in between the two of you. “Pucci~ It’s been a while hasn’t it?” She quickly says, stepping directly in front of you. Pucci groaned at the bubbly girl.
“Move out the way Evan. My Lord requires his servants presence.”
“God, his servant? No addressing by first names? Or is that reserved for that little miss Olivia he’s been fucking huh?” She snarks, crossing her arms, earning a shocked expression from Pucci.
“How do you-"
His eyes quickly averted to yours and you glared back at him.
You knew everything.
“Because word gets around~. We all knew Dio was a lying, cheating, no good bastard but damn I didn’t think he was gonna hop on the pussy train that quickly."
Evan's vulgar words caught you off guard, but you snickered a bit seeing Pucci's shocked face and Prince Jotaro shaking his head.
"Ooo! Ooo! Wait! Or as it because Y/n wouldn’t sleep with him~? Or was it the fact that Y/n reminded him or dear 'ol Isabel~” She pressed, and that got a response from Pucci.
"Don't you dare mention that Broad in this estate ever again! She is nothing her!"
Evan only smirked at him loosing his cool and waved bye grabbing your hand.
“Anyways. Tell Dio if he wants to see Lady Y/n, it’ll have to be on her own terms~! Bye bye~”
Evan snatches you away with Prince Jotaro following close behind leaving a confused Pucci on the balcony. Evan was angrily muttering to herself as Jotaro walked along side her.
“Evan..calm down-”
“I AM CALM YOUR MAJESTY!”
“....”
“Sorry…i just fucking despise that blonde bitch and his dick riding subordinates.”
You chuckled at Evan’s angry as you were pulled through the crowd. Once you reached outside the grand ballroom, You were greeted by Mariah.
Mariah smiled at you, “Well, it seems you are acquainted with those two. What took so long?” Evan groaned.
“Enrico dickriding Pucci,” She barks before looking over at You. She then sighs before placing her hands on your shoulders.
"I can sense that you're not ready to go yet...are you Y/n?"
Jotaro speaks up from behind Evan. You looked over at him and sighed, "I-i want to...but I need answers..especially after seeing his reaction to Evan mentioning Isabel.."
Jotaro seems to look off to the side, "Yea..Izzy was really important to all of us."
Evan looks at you dead in the eyes, "We don't want you to become another her. God we don't want that. Isabel wanted answers too.."
"And she ended up six feet fucking under." Jotaro muttered.
Evan then lets go of your shoulders. "Me and Jotaro are staying here until you feel like it's safe enough to leave. I overheard your arguement with Olivia that Lord Dio wants to meet with you tonight..right?"
Mariah raises an eyebrow, "Y/n...why does he want to meet you?"
You look at Mariah, "He wants...He.." Evan pulls you into a hug and finished your sentence. "He want's to fuck her and use her since Olivia is mad at him right now."
"Are you seriou-"
“So you’re really gonna leave because Lord Dio doesn’t love you anymore?”
The four of you turned to see Olivia standing there, anger plastered on her face.
Evan nearly screamed at her, but Jotaro slammed a hand over her mouth before words could leave her lips.
You didn't look at her and Olivia just smirked at you.
“You’re pitiful, you know that Y/n. You’re mad that Lord Dio chose someone else, so you think running off to another kingdom will save your little emotions.” She insulted and then looked over at Mariah.
"The only reason Mariah is helping you is because you remind her of that whore of a best friend that died."
You looked over to Mariah who was now looking down at the ground. Evan got out of Jotaro’s grasp and put her hands around her best friend. “You shut your goddamn mouth whore!” She yelled at her, Olivia only laughed at Evan.
"You'll be just like her if you continue to chase after Dio." Jotaro spoke up, Olivia only rolled her eyes at his words.
“Gosh you’re all so pathetic. Have fun in the Joestar kingdom. You’re never gonna find another male who makes you feel like lord Dio made you.”
“You’re gonna spend the rest of your life chasing that high, chasing after that dream of feeling special to someone else and you’ll never get it. How can you feel special without him?”
You turned on your heel and moved to leave out, Evan following behind with Mariah. Jotaro soon followed behind you.
You chose to ignore her, because deep down you knew you were going to be special to someone again.
You didn’t want to follow her up because you knew her time was coming, she was gonna be replaced soon enough, and when that happened.
You hoped that you could be there so you could laugh at her failure.
Right now you needed to leave and clear your head, to really decide if it was worth it to get answers out of him.
Olivia seemed upset that you turned your back on her, she growled and stomped her foot. “DON’T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME Y/N! YOU’LL NEVER BE ANYTHING TO ANYONE!!” She yelled out.
“YOU HEAR ME!? YOU’RE NOTHING!! YOU MEAN NOTHING TO ANYONE!!”
“YOU’RE NOTHING!!”
Olivia was left screaming at nothing as she watched you walk away with The Prince and his advisor. She let out a scream of frustration and ran back into the ball room.
Olivia walked over to her fellow maids and plopped down in her seat angrily. One of them, a kind girl named Rose, asked her what was wrong. “That bitch Y/n just left!” She snapped at her and Rose gasped.
“W-wait. What do you mean she left!?” Rose whisper/yelled, knowing that Vanilla Ice, who was standing close by could possibly hear.
But Olivia could care less at this moment, she was more mad at the fact you turned your back on her. How dare you turn your back on the future queen of this land!?
“She left. She was jealous of my relationship with Lord Dio and got all pissy and upset. She decided to leave with Prince Kujo”
“Prince Kujo? Man she’s lucky..” Another one of the maids said.
“Oh yea..very lucky, that man is so handsome and big..”
“Rumor has it he’s packing downstairs too!”
“Well it has to match the body!”
“Are you guys serious right now!? She just left Lord Dio!!” Olivia snapped again, this time catching the attention of Vanilla Ice.
One of the other maids shrugged, “And?”
“And?? What do you mean AND!?”
That same maid looked at all the others, “We all know Lord Dio is only going to choose one person, so why not leave for someone you know is going to have you as their number one instead number twelve?” She says and the others nod.
Olivia just scoffs and sits back in her seat, “You all have all lost your minds.” She muttered.
Vanilla Ice, who was listening in to their conversation and quickly went to Lord Dio, who had long gone to his quarters.
He could hear him yelling and tossing things about in his room from here so he knew that the news he had to tell him was not going to make things any better.
Opening the door, Vanilla saw Pucci standing beside Dio who was pissed to say the least. “My Lord.” Vanilla starts, and Dio looks at him. “What do you want, Vanilla? Can’t you see that I'm talking with Pucci?!” He barks and Vanilla utters out an apology before continuing.
“Yes My lord, I apologize, but it seems Miss Y/n has left the building.”
Dio froze in his spot. “Excuse me? She what?” He asked, coming closer to him. “She what!?” He yelled and Vanilla sighed. “I don’t know where she has gone, but I overheard some of the other maids talking about it.”
Dio slammed his fist into his dresser before letting out a loud yell, “Cancel this event! I want everyone out!” He orders and the two males nod before quickly leaving.
Dio runs a hand through his hair as a groan falls from his lips. How could he let you slip through his fingers so easily? You were his and his alone, no one else's.
He made sure that you had anything you wanted, that you were by his side 24/7. So why the hell were you gone?
Dio sits down on his bed and decides to make a plan, but while he’s thinking, his mind can’t help but go to the time where you first came to work for him…
It was about half a year ago when he first laid eyes on you. You were in a new line up servants brought to the castle. You were bright eyes and bushy tailed, never having a problem with following an order that he gave.’
Whenever he sent you out on errands you came back as fast as possible, always coming back with what he needed and more.
You never complained or was disrespectful to him, you were perfect.
Dio always had plans to pursue you from the moment he gazed upon you, he’d dream of having you beside him, being his wife/queen and only being his.
Dio was attracted to the way that you carried yourself, you didn’t fall for his advances so easily like many who came before you. You were humble and never asked for much from the male. And that was what drew Dio close to you.
Not only that, you reminded him of his dear Isabel.
So head strong...so disobedient. When all he wanted was to give her the world...
He could have any woman he wanted, he had daughters of many nobles waiting in line to be his wife, but he was chasing behind you, a lowly servant.
So to try and get a reaction out of you, he brought in Olivia, She was the daughter of a nobleman Dio did business with. Olivia was far from what Dio wanted in a woman, she was whiny, too clingy and wasn’t very helpful.
All she wanted was the title of queen, she was after the riches and nothing else. Dio knew this very well, and thinking that him having a relationship with her would make you jealous. He thought you would get possessive over him and come show everyone who he truly belonged too.
But he was wrong, that seemed to only chase you away from him. And the annoying bitch didn’t make it any better, rubbing it in her face, especially when word got out amongst servants that he had slept with her.
And how in the hell did that damned Joestar know!? His royal advisor better be lucky he wasn't there or else she would've been dead.
He was pacing back and forth when he heard the door creak open, he turned to see Rose, she was one of the older maids around here. She was practically shaking as if something had happened to her.
“Lord Dio, I have something to tell you.” She says, keeping her eyes glued to the floor.
“Speak then. Though I should punish you for entering unannounced.”
Rose let out a squeak of fear before answering.
“M-miss Y/n left with P-prince Jotaro…”
Dio stood up off his bed, the poor maid didn't even have time to react before Dio had a hand around her throat. She couldn't even scream as he was crushing her neck.
"SHE WHAT!?"
Rose could only scream in pain before he dropped her to the ground.
"Speak dammit!? My Y/n is where!?" He yelled and Rose's hand went to her throat, she cried as she backed up against the wall to get away from Dio's wrath.
"S-someone s-saw he leave with the Prince and his advisor! Olivia w-went to try and stop her...but she left..." She croaked out. She jumped in fear that Dio was going to hit her again but instead He yelled for Pucci.
The priest walked in to see Dio in a rage, and see Rose on the floor in pain.
Dio turned to Pucci and pointed.
"Search every part of this damned kingdom until my y/n is brought back to me."
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May or may not be continued..it was a fic idea i just had to get out of my head! But if you all enjoy it then I will continue it! For the next fic it'll be either Obey Me or another JJba one! Idk yet. Anyways, Hope you enjoyed~
evan out~!
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#jjba x reader#jjba fanfic#jjba au#dio jjba#dio x reader#dio brando x reader#jotaro kujo x reader#jotaro x reader#jjba x you#jjba x y/n#jjba scenarios#jojo no kimyō na bōken#jojo's bizarre adventure#jojos bizzare adventure x reader#lxve's writings ^~^
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Here comes the boiii~
I felt like doing some quality stuff this time and it just happened to be him.
This time rockin’ some spiked collar and a ciggarette because F the police.
#i'm not obsessed#I totally feel normal amount of feelings about this character#cult of the lamb#cotl#cotl au#narinder#the one who waits#for his prison sentence to end#cult of the lamb fanart
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Nine questions with Dick Grayson, please!
Let's get Dickie out of the way! (Ask game found here)
1: sexuality headcanon - Bisexual. Is that even a headcanon at this point lol. No but seriously I feel Dick is the most canon non-canon queer character ever at this point, even if this might be fandom brainrot from my part.
2: otp - Sladick. BOiii Sladick is The Ship when it comes to Dick, nothing comes even close. But to be fair, Dick is super shippable and works really well with nearly everyone, including almost all of his own canon girlfriends.
3: brotp - Dickroy. Roy has had a time when he was really freaking gay for Dick but it never got in the way of them being bros lol
4: notp - Dickbabs. It's mostly Taylor's fault and the abysmal way he writes both of them. I didn't like them much before but lately seeing them together gives me the heebiejeebies.
5: first headcanon that pops into my head - Dick has the biggest praise kink because Bruce is an emotionally constipated douche and never made Dick feel truly valued as a person.
6: favorite line from this character - I don't really have a favorite line so I'll go for one I like. From "The Black Mirror" by Scott Snyder:
I know, I am a softie. And I do try to see the best in people. But that doesn’t mean I’m stupid.
I'm a sucker for soft characters calling themselves softies hah.
7: one way in which I relate to this character - Something something toxic guardian figures found family existential loneliness
8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character - Everything that comes from his mouth when Taylor writes him!
9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave? - 150% Cinnamon roll!
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Imagine 10 years into the future when we're all grown up and earning and still here and still friends and we just impulsively decide to meet IRL cuz we trust each other and are really eager to meet our favourite comfort crowd in flesh and blood and so we meet in some uncanny place like an isolated beach or so (like how college peeps or school peeps all meet up irrespective of where they are in life only that we are Tumblr peeps and the sweet people in each other's phones)
That's when I'll feel full of life and alive
Imma manifest this so hard istg
Tagging: @ad15124 @akidev @bakingrecipe @bewakulfi @budugu @cardboard-box-spaceship @coming-of-age-witch @daisies-and-chai @dat-big-boiii @eugenephosgene @hailraykin @indiansapphic @iactuallyneedtherapy @jaana-mp3 @kadalakari @kishmish-ihate @musaafir-hun-yaaron @nerdreader @orgasming-caterpillar @seaweed-brian @slutsgf @shanti-ashant-hai @themorguepoet @the-pappu-that-cant-dance @vishuv @voidsteffy and others who I have foolishly missed out
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Screenshots from the trailer! Check it out for those who haven't watched it yet.
(Can this be called a mini review?)
Smol boiii c:
Who the hell are u??
Oh my lord these rooms are gorgeous!
The man who killed the ink demon. He will always be alive ":D
Hmm, inky friend?
Ohh Allison is sweet as always c:
Oh hell yeah, the main thing is why I want to play
Eh?? Ink city? :D
EASY, WOMAN, EASY XD
(I want to say that I already really like the design of Alice and Allison here, also Audrey... I love the design of everything in this trailer)
Ooh! He is a very cute bun!
And the most important thing is that the game will coming to steam on November 15th. Congratulations Bendy fans!
#batim#bendy and the ink machine#batdr#bendy and the dark revival#game screenshots#bendy screenshots#batdr spoilers#batdr trailer#batdr audrey#alice angel#batim alice#batim alice angel#malice angel#the lost ones#batim lost ones#batim allison#allison angel#toon bendy#cartoon bendy#bendy the dancing demon#bendy#ink demon#ink bendy#bendy the ink demon#bendy demon#joey drew studios#batim joey drew#joey drew#wilfee
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I’m unsure if multiple stops is done this way >< buuuuut 🎟️ ticket for 🚇 34th St-Hudson Yards ("for years i have yearned for you, in secrecy and silence.") and 🚇 86th St (“you bring out the good in me.”) with Owen Sleater please! I’m dying 4 more content about this boiii!!
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pairing: owen sleater x reader
warnings: kinda unrequited love (ISH), angsty owen, hurt + comfort
a/n: thank you SO much for being my first sleepover ask! this was so heartbreakingly beautiful to write, and as this is my first ever owen piece, i hope you enjoy 💗 (p.s. tagging mrs sleater, @murdock-and-the-sea)
There’s a breezeblock sinking deep into your stomach as Owen reaches for the coat that’s lived on the hatstand for the past two years. It never mattered that the hatstand sat empty most of the time; not when you always knew he was coming back.
But today is different.
You barely register the sense of melancholic dread coursing through you, spreading outwards from the centre of your chest. Not when there are a million little things running through the abyss of your mind.
It feels like you’re gasping for air as you take in a staggering breath, doing your best to cast aside the unease carving his initials into your heart. Your voice cracks when you speak, and with it, any attempts you’ve made to ground yourself. “All packed?”
Owen’s lips twitch upwards as he nods, tightening his grip on the brim of his hat.
You’ve known for a while that this day would come, when he would inevitably have to leave Atlantic City. To go home, as he would fondly say. Home being Ireland.
Not here.
It couldn’t be here, unless Owen could resign himself to a life working for Nucky, being his right-hand man at best, but doing nothing else except taking orders and cutting down anyone who would get in the way.
You swallow thickly, tears prickling your eyes as his fingers close around the door handle. You imagine instead that his hand moves away, a man on a mission to seek out his love, but he turns towards you not to then press his lips against your own, but to angle his body towards the promise of his exit. “Ma’am.”
You draw in a breath, wanting to say something, anything, to fill the now-awkward space between you. The fact that nothing comes out shatters something whole within you. He’s reverting back to your old pleasantries, because you’re more strangers-than-not, and now, you’ll have to remember him for longer than you’ve known him.
“Mr. Sleater,” you call out from your place on the stairs, not caring that the words catch in your throat, “You needn’t address me like that.”
There’s a hitch in every syllable, one that wedges and distorts the sound coming from your mouth. But you keep going. “I thought we’d agreed that you’d call me by name. And don’t you say it’s because of manners.”
You wait a moment. “I know you’re not capable of manners, Owen.” You let his name roll off your tongue, and for some reason, it’s this instance that feels more indulgent than any other time you’ve used it. It reminds you that you’ve grown fond of his temporary permanence, and even then, fond is too austere a word.
He smiles sadly. “I have to.”
“Why?”
“Because I’ll be goin’ now.” The words echo in your mind even before he says them. “And I don’t know when I’ll be back.”
He turns the handle, and he’s gone in an instant; so quickly and without further goodbye you would think he’s otherwise vanished into thin air. It doesn’t surprise you all that much, because that’s how it’s always been with Owen: a man of few words, always leaving without a trace.
It all becomes unbearable too fast as you watch the sunlight filtering into the foyer, the spot where he stood now agonisingly empty. You stare fixedly at nothing in particular, replaying his words in your head, unable to do anything but bring a fist to your mouth to stifle the oncoming rainstorm.
As you make your way up the stairs, turning your back to the lingering ghost of Owen’s solid form, it hits you that this is what goodbye feels like. This is what it means to farewell something that could’ve worked out, if only you’d properly tried. Your knuckles whiten around the wooden banister, clutching it so tightly it’s a wonder you’re not rooted to the spot, able to move upwards at all. But you trudge onwards, shoving down every hint of his smile, his scent and his warmth, as deep as it’ll go.
Muscle memory leads you to the edge of the bed, and you sink down onto the mattress, rumpling the crisp sheets. Good, you think, let me stay here. Let me be consumed by the inordinate grief I carry for a man who was never mine.
It’s then that you feel the dam break, washing away your hardened resolve and with it, two years of missed opportunities and what seems like wasted yearning. Part of you screams that it’s no use dwelling on what could’ve been, but you allow yourself that luxury, if nothing but to live in delusion for just a little more. Catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror doesn’t do much to help your case; not with your glassily dejected expression, your leaden limbs that hang by your side.
“All this,” you murmur aloud, your eyes fluttering closed, “for someone who never loved you back.”
You mull over your thoughts so forcefully that you almost miss the response.
“Is that what you really think?”
Your body goes rigid at the sound of his voice, your frantic gaze widening as you clock him standing by the door. His name comes out as a squeak, but you say it nonetheless. “Owen?”
He jerks his chin at you, taking a step forwards, his coat and hat markedly draped over the banister. “Now who said I didn’t love you back? Nucky?”
You open your mouth to answer, but nothing comes out. Instead, you purse your lips together, praying that the shallow rise and fall of your chest is noticeable to none other than yourself.
But it’s Owen, and nothing goes over his head. He fixates on your breathing, hyper-aware at the effect his reappearance has had on you, or more accurately, the implication laying heavy in his tone.
He walks in, rubbing his face as he paces in front of you. He grits his teeth as he speaks, his voice dropping an octave. “For years,” he starts, seething in anguish, “I have yearned for you, in secrecy and in silence. Years.” He lets out a small, sarcastic chuckle, but the pain laid bare in his eyes fool no-one. “I have thought every day of how to tell you.”
You feel like keeling over, but this isn’t the time. Gathering whatever’s left of your internal strength, you push up off the bed to get to your feet to face him.
Owen blinks at you, his expression inscrutable. “You bring out the good in me.”
You don’t know what this means — about whether he’ll stay or go, but you cast aside any reservations, choosing instead to focus on the matter at hand.
“Do you love me?” you ask, unwavering.
“Yes.”
You drop to a whisper, taking one of his hands into your own, brushing over every callous with your thumb. You’ve never known how to say anything to him about how you feel, but his candor sparks a light, but you know what you say next is the irrevocable truth.
“Then I am yours, Mr. Sleater. I am yours until the world — my life — decides otherwise.”
#owen sleater#owen sleater x reader#owen sleater fanfic#owen sleater angst#owen sleater fluff#boardwalk empire#boardwalk empire fanfic#all aboard the saintmurd0ck express#rhi writes 💻#x reader
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Always warm - Harry Hook x Male!Reader - Oneshot
yes i wrote this in the middle of a heat wave-shhhhh im-...whats the word? manifesting? idk but MALE READER BOIIIS
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You stared numbly at your dorm room ceiling, mentally cursing whoever it was that broke whatever electricity box that controlled the dorm building. The heating had been long shut off, and now you were stuck in your room freezing your balls off. You let out a shuddering breath, glancing over at your roommate/boyfriend; Harry Hook, who was curled up on his bed, three blankets piled on top of his lanky body.
They didn’t seem to be of any help, you could hear him shivering from over here. “Harry?” you called out quietly, frowning as he hummed, you could hear his teeth chatter. He was freezing, that was easy to tell. You were thankful your body was highly resistant to cold, thanks to your maternal DNA. You slipped out of bed, walking over to Harry and setting your impossibly warm hand on his exposed head, chuckling as he melted into it.
“How in tha’ hell are ye’ so warm?” Harry croaked, shuffling out of his mountain of blankets and grabbing your arm, forcing you to kneel next to his bed so he could press his upper body to your arm. “Ain’t ye an ice prince?” you shrugged, your aunt was always oddly cold to the touch, while you were like a walking furnace, just like your mom was. “I’ve always run hot” you muttered, chuckling as Harry started to tug at your shoulders, attempting to force you into his bed “You sure?” you asked gently, laughing as Harry glared up at you, and in one swift motion you were laying by him, his body curling around yours. “Damn your sheets are freezing” you muttered, grabbing the thickest blanket and tossing it around the two of you.
“Nae me fault, I don’t retain body heat as well as ye” Harry muttered, already falling asleep against your shoulder, his pretty ocean blue eyes disappearing behind his eyelids. You just hummed in response, getting comfortable against Harry’s pillows, falling asleep within a minute; ignoring Harry’s boney elbows against your ribs.
It was still freezing when morning came around, and you were glaring at your phone as the alarm went off. “Harry” you grumbled, lifting your head away from his to speak properly, but he just continued pushing his head into your cheek “Harry c’mon, we got school” “Nooo” Harry whined, moving to lay on top of you, completely squishing you to the bed “Warm, we stay” you rolled your eyes with a fond smile, sitting up with ease and picking Harry up, turning and throwing him back on the bed.
“Nooo!” Harry cried out, trying to latch back onto you but you were already at your dresser by the time he flailed his arms. “Walking heat pack, come baaaack” you laughed loudly, taking your sleep shirt off to switch it with one of your usual school button ups. Not seeing Harry stare at your back muscles when they were revealed. He swallowed harshly, a set blush on his cheeks when you turned back around to chuck his thickest long-sleeve at his face.
You chuckled as Harry sputtered, pouting down at the comfortable shirt that lay in his arms “Up n adam Hooky” Harry rolled his eyes, sluggishly getting out of the warm bed and dragging his feet over to his dresser, grabbing his warmest clothes before he shuffled into the bathroom, leaving you to get dressed in the main room.
You put on your best zip-up hoodie, good boots that lasted in the snow, and you were ready for the day. You chuckled as Harry emerged from the bathroom, hair damp and flying everywhere from being towel dried. “You’re gonna get sick with that” you pointed out, gesturing to his damp hair and he pouted at you, grabbing a beanie and forcing it onto his head. You laughed loudly and grabbed your bag, holding the door open for your grumpy roommate and locking the door after he stepped out and started making your way to the cafeteria.
You let out a small groan as Harry latched onto your arm, practically molding himself into your side. “Harry-“ you started to reprimand him for being a koala but he shushed you, covering your mouth with his gloved hand “Shh-heat packs don’t talk” He muttered and you rolled your eyes, moving your arm from his grip and tossing it around his shoulders, Harry practically molding himself to your side as you walked through the halls.
“Well aren’t you two all cute~” Uma cooed as she walked up to Harry’s side, moving her hand up to pat the back of Harry's head but he just squished himself into you, glaring at her hand that was probably cold thanks to her not wearing gloves. “Harry I’m warm-blooded, I’m always warm, remember?” Harry just grumbled, letting Uma set her hand on his shoulder as you pushed open the cafeteria doors.
“Can you let go now? I would like to go get my breakfast” you said down at Harry, who just pouted at you. “Go cling to Uma, she’s probably just as warm, and oh look there's Gil!” you pried Harry off your body and pushed him towards Gil, who easily caught Harry and laughed as you bolted away.
As soon as you sat back down, Harry pulled away from Gil to latch back onto you, practically crawling in your lap “Harry, I love you” Harry’s cheeks turned pink at that “but can I eat?” he just continued to pout at you, but pulled his legs out of your lap and settled for holding your arm by the elbow and mostly leaning into you instead of trying to fuse himself to your skin.
“it’s seventy-six degrees in here how are you cold?” Mal asked as she passed by the table with Jay and Ben, Ben had to hold back a small laugh as Harry flipped her off. “is he always like that?” Ben asked as they walked away, Mal nodded her head as Jay laughed loudly.
“yeah” Jay answered for Mal, looking back at Harry who was resting his head on your shoulder “Harry’s always weirdly cold, can never retain heat. Whenever winter boiled around on the isle, he was always inside and bundled up, it was the only time he didn’t wear those tank tops.” Ben hummed and nodded, looking back at you and Harry, smiling as you just took off your jacket and put it over Harry’s shoulders, the pirate humming happily and snuggling into the item of clothing that smelled like you.
“Harry hit the jacket pot with Mr. icy hot” Mal said with a slight snark in her voice, mostly just teasing but she was happy Harry found someone that could handle the intensity that was Harry Hook. Ben and Jay nodded in agreement, the ice prince of Arendelle and the infamous son of James Hook, a match made in heaven.
Ben glanced back, unable to keep the smile off his face as you kissed Harry on the forehead, whispering something to him as he laughed, his arms around yours as he cuddled into you, using one hand every once in a while to feed himself his beloved French toast.
What a match indeed, a walking ice pack and a walking heat pack; what could be more perfect?
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….ye, something for the guys n gays, if you didn’t get it, (y/n) is Anna’s son, if you think you have ice powers? Go for it, just know ur a walking heat pack that is only there to serve Harry’s cold dumbass lololol
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