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thornybubbles · 3 months

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Fourth Wall (JJBA Yandere Scenario)

Scenario: Recently, you’ve moved on from JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure to a different anime series and fandom. You realize that this was a terrible mistake.

Note: This is based on a prompt I saw on Tumblr ages ago. I just expanded on it a bit.

Warnings: Typical Yandere behavior, threats, abusive behavior, possible harm towards reader, mental distress, anti-comfort. Remember that you alone are responsible for what you read.

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Changing fandoms wasn’t that unusual for you. You would find a new anime, fall in love with it, then it became your new hyperfixation. After a while, the process would repeat. This is what happened with you and JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure. It wasn’t that you didn’t like the series anymore, you just moved on to a new anime/manga. Still…it felt different this time. You weren’t sure why, but ever since you moved on to your new favorite series, you had this unexplainable feeling of guilt wash over you every time you watched an episode of your new favorite anime or read the latest chapter of the manga. Stranger still, there was an underlying feeling of dread as well.

As many times as you’d changed fandoms, you’d never experienced such feelings before. It was uncomfortable and you wished that you could move on to your new obsession without any strings attached. It was ridiculous, really. Why should you feel guilty about a change of taste? You weren’t hurting anything. No one would be affected by it. And yet, you still felt unnecessary shame over changing fandoms. You guessed it had something to do with the lingering attachment you had for certain characters from various parts throughout the series. It almost felt like you were leaving them behind somehow. Another silly notion. They were fictional characters and did not exist outside of the world within JoJo. They had no knowledge of you, much less having knowledge of your “betrayal”. You decided that it was stupid to dwell on it and dived headfirst into your new favorite series. That guilty feeling would surely fade after a while.

You got the perfect opportunity to binge your new favorite anime one day. It was one of those days when you were fortunate enough to have nothing to do. All of your responsibilities had been dealt with and you had no plans other than to sit on your ass and watch your new favorite show until bedtime. Sure, you could go out with friends, but you really just wanted to chill by yourself for the day. So anime binge party it was. You made a comfy nest of blankets and pillows on the couch and set up your laptop on the coffee table. You got some snacks and a drink, made yourself comfortable on the couch, and pressed play on the screen. You relaxed into the softness of your pillows and blankets and immersed yourself in another world for a few hours.

About ten episodes in, you had to go to the bathroom very badly. All of that soda you’d drunk was taking its toll on your bladder. You paused the video, untangled yourself from your blankets, and stiffly power-walked to the bathroom. Once you relieved yourself, you washed your hands and went back into the living room. You snuggled back into your blanket burrito and reached over to start the video, but something wasn’t right. On the screen wasn’t the anime you’d been watching. It was the first episode of Phantom Blood.

What…???

Did you accidently click the wrong thing in your haste to pause the video and rush to the bathroom?

That had to be it.

It was the only thing that made sense.

You clicked off of the JoJo episode and went back to the previous page which took you back to the episode of the new anime you’d been watching. You found the place in the episode that you left off on and pressed play. You settled back in your comfy nest and watched the rest of the episode. You watched for another hour or so. During the opening of one of the episodes, you suddenly found yourself watching the opening for an episode of Battle Tendency. You sat up straight and stared at the screen in shock and confusion.

“What the fuck?” you muttered under your breath.

You refreshed the page and the episode started properly. That’s the second time your video was suddenly changed to an episode of JoJo. The first time you assumed that it was because of an accidental click but now you weren’t so sure. You hadn’t been touching anything when it happened the second time. All you were doing was staring at the screen when the switch happened. Why did it keep happening? Some kind of glitch with the streaming service? You didn’t know, but it was a bit annoying. You hoped that wouldn’t be a constant thing while you were trying to watch your show.

The rest of the day went by without further incident. Eventually, you noticed that it had grown dark and you decided that your day of doing absolutely nothing needed to come to a close. You closed your laptop and reluctantly pried yourself off of the couch. As much as you wanted to just lay there in your blanket nest, you knew that you’d get a much better sleep in your bed. So you hobbled off to your room; your mind on nothing but getting a decent night’s sleep.

You woke up a few hours later with a dried out mouth and an aching throat. You swallowed a few times, wincing at the sandpapery feeling of your tongue against the inside of your mouth. Well that’s what you get for sleeping with your mouth wide open. You flung the covers off of you grumpily and climbed out of bed. You stumbled into the kitchen, not daring to turn the light on and submit your sleep sensitive eyes to an onslaught of painful luminosity. You made your way over to the counter, grabbed a glass, and staggered over to the sink. As you were filling the glass you suddenly had the feeling that something wasn’t quite right. You assumed that it was your sleep fogged brain at work. After all, part of the reason you woke up was because you were having a disturbing dream. You tried to remember what the dream was about, but you couldn’t piece the memories together to get a full picture. You just remembered being in a place that made you uncomfortable and meeting someone that was familiar to you, but their presence frightened you. You just couldn’t remember the details. It kinda made you want to stay awake for the rest of the night but you decided against that. You knew you’d feel like shit the next day if you didn’t get back to sleep. There was nothing worse than waking up with a splitting headache due to lack of proper rest. You downed the glass of water and put the empty glass in the sink.

You suddenly became aware of a strange odor in the air. What was that smell? Smoke? God, was something burning?! You took another sniff of the air and recognized the smell as specifically cigarette smoke. Okay, so that meant that your house wasn’t burning down. That was good news, but why would you be smelling cigarette smoke? The only way you would be smelling cigarette smoke is if it were coming from in the same room as you…

You heard the sound of rustling fabric from somewhere behind you. You spun around and immediately spotted the outline of someone sitting at your kitchen table. You could also make out the small glow of a lit cigarette sticking out of their mouth. As your eyes adjusted to the darkness, you could make out some details of the figure. They were large, broad shouldered, and wore a long white coat, and on their head rested an oddly shaped hat. In the miniscule amount of light in the room you could make out the glint of gold accessories on both their hat and coat.

“No way…” you gasped in a quiet voice. “No way in hell…”

The figure lit a lighter and held it to the wick of the candle that was located in the middle of the table. Once the candle was lit fully, you could see the figure better. It was as you expected, Jotaro as he appeared in part four was sitting at your kitchen table, glaring at you as if you were less than dogshit.

“You recognize me?” he scoffed and took another drag from his cigarette. “I’m surprised. I thought you forgot all about me… about us….”

You backed up against the counter, unable to believe what you were seeing and hearing.

Jotaro glanced down at the cigarette in his hand. He held it up in front of him.

“This is your fault, you know.” he sneered. “I quit smoking, but after you abandoned us, I started the habit again. I’ve been tolerant so far because I was stupid enough to think that you’d come back eventually. Maybe you were just taking a break and you’d come back when you were bored… that was my stupidity. I’ll own up to that. But when I realized that you’d thrown us aside like trash, well, I got pissed. I guess I took up smoking again just to stay sane…”

You were so appalled at the fictional character seated at your table that you hadn’t been paying much attention to what he was saying. Slowly the words began to filter into your mind and of everything he said, one thing stood out the most…

He said “us”. He said that you had abandoned “us”...

That’s when you became aware of the other figures lined up behind Jotaro.

You could make out their shapes and features in the candlelight. Jonathan stood there looking as utterly brokenhearted as a man could be. Joseph had a smug grin on his face as if he’d just caught you committing a crime. Josuke’s face was contorted in a vicious snarl while his fists were clenched by his sides. Ever so often his left eye would twitch indicating that he may be on the verge of a psychotic break. Giorno offered you a placid smile that was off putting when set against the coldness of his eyes.

Your eyes darted nervously from one face to another before finally settling back on Jotaro’s. It was too much. You pushed away from the counter and ran out of the kitchen. A voice that probably belonged to Jonathan called out for you to stop but you paid it no attention. Luckily the kitchen was right next to the front door. Once you were outside, you could run to the neighbor’s house and get them to call the police. You wouldn’t dare tell them the truth. What would you even say? You couldn’t tell them that five fictional characters from an anime had invaded your house. They’d think you were on something. You would just tell them that someone had broken into your house. That’s all. Honestly, you didn’t know what the hell the police could do against them, but you didn’t know what else to do. You reached the front door but your hand froze just as you were about to unlock the door and yank it open.

Two people were staring down at you from the window in the front door, two people you recognized. Kars looked down his nose at you with a haughty expression. He looked ever so much like a strict parent that had just caught his kid trying to sneak out of the house. DIO on the other hand had the most sadistic smile on his face. He made a “come-hither” gesture with his clawed hand as if he fully expected you to just open the door and throw yourself at him. Their eyes glowed with a hellish light and you couldn’t take the sight of them. You screamed and backed away from the door. As you stepped back, you saw two other familiar faces staring at you from the windows on either side of the door. Doppio had one hand pressed against the glass while the other hand held a rock from the garden to his ear as if it were a cell phone. One of his eyes had changed to a jade green color and glared at you with intense rage. His other, normal eye had a pitiful, disappointed look in it. From the other window Kira stared at you with an utterly emotionless expression. You didn’t dare speculate on what kind of thoughts could be going through his head at that moment. You screamed again and started to turn and run towards the back door…

“Star Platinum!”

Suddenly you were held tight in an iron like hold. An invisible hand covered your mouth preventing you from screaming anymore. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that you were being held in place by Jotaro’s Stand. Struggling in Star Platinum’s grip was useless so you just hung there in midair as Jotaro approached you.

“We weren’t done talking.” he snapped.

He leaned in slightly and you got a whiff of cigarette smoke mixed with cologne.

“Now you listen and you listen good,” he started to say. He held up a single finger.

“One. Just one more chance. That’s all you get. Come back to us and there won’t be a problem. Leave us again and it will get ugly.” he said, glancing up at the villains peering through the windows. His upper lip curled in disgust when he locked eyes with DIO and Kira, but only for a moment before his eyes were back on you.

“Is that understood?” he asked.

You nodded your head, whimpering behind Star Platinum’s invisible palm.

“Good.”

You don’t know what happened after that. You just woke up in your bed with a pounding headache.

“Fuck…” you groaned, pressing your hands to your temples.

You felt awful. You could only guess that you just simply didn’t sleep very well. Damn nightmares. What was with that dream? Was it all because you felt guilty about leaving the JoJo fandom? You grumbled and rolled out of bed. You were going to need to take something for that headache. First you needed to get a glass of water. You stumbled off to the kitchen getting an uncomfortable feeling of deja vu. The moment you entered the kitchen, your eyes glanced to the kitchen table and you nearly fainted.

The candle was out, but it was smoking as if it had only been put out mere moments ago. The cigarette butt that rested on the saucer that had been used as a makeshift ashtray was also still smoking.

That night you made it a point to sit down and watch a few episodes of JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure starting with Phantom Blood. You planned to rewatch the entire series from the very beginning all the way to Stone Ocean. With each episode you watched, you noticed that ever so often a character’s eyes would slide over towards you as if making sure you were still there, watching them. Sometimes it would be one of the main characters. Sometimes it would be one of the villains. Sometimes it would be a side character. Regardless, they all kept checking to see if you were watching. Every day, you would make it a point to watch at least one episode of JoJo, no matter what. You didn’t dare skip out on your daily dose of JoJo. You also never went back to the other anime you’d been watching after you left the JoJo fandom. No, you learned your lesson. You were familiar enough with Jotaro’s character to know that he only gave people one chance and no more. Just like with Rubber Soul and Steely Dan. He gave them both a chance to leave mostly unscathed but they both decided to turn on him at the last minute. They both were punished severely. You weren’t going to make that same mistake.

So you sat there on the couch, stiff and terrified as you watched your “favorite” anime…

… like a good little fan should…

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married-to-google-translater · 3 months

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Yandere jjba diavolo x blind reader

Yandere Diavolo

Match made in heaven.

Diavolo would probably fall in love with you before he knew you were blind.

It would definitely come up during a background check.

Which Diavolo would surely do for you.

Diavolo would also find out how you would be blind…

Because blindness is definitely not the same for everyone.

Surely your health information would be hacked.

But this would be a really pleasant surprise.

Diavolo could be more free around you.

Because the chances of you recognizing him would be lower.

This would speed up your meeting.

But that doesn't make him careless.

Kidnapping 100%

You should say goodbye to your family because after the kidnapping you won't see them anymore.

Diavolo would still make the exact plans.

And he'd probably get a sound converter too.

So that you wouldn't be able to recognize his voice.

If you ever get away.

Although the probability is extremely small.

Diavolo would be more physical.

Like hugs and kisses way.

Another child is not desirable

Even if you're kidnapped, Diavolo will make sure you're comfortable.

He would tell Doppio to take care of you…

And he would stalk you through Doppio.

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shineonyoucrazyyandere · 6 months

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Hello, I did not want to disturb but I wanted to know how the stands of Bucci-Gang + Trish and Diavolo would behave in front of their beloved?Since they are manifestations of his soul, they would also show his Yandere side, sorry if it is a lot of work and I love how you write

*just so everyone knows I keep a lot of asks and hope to eventually write them later if I really like the concept…even if it may literally take an eternity to get to them*

So since this is Yandere focused I’m going to lean on that, but you’ll get to see the expressions of obsession as I write.

Yandere Bucciarati Group + Diavolo and Trish’s stands reacting to their darling

Bruno Bucciarati

Generally speaking Sticky Fingers particularly seems to “stand guard” around you. It’s fingers sometimes float across your skin, gentle touching. But at a moments notice is quick to use its ability if Bruno even suspects you trying to escape or pull something. There are times where you feel it grab your arm and drag you closer to its master.

Leone Abbacchio

Since his stand doesn’t really have offensive capabilities, it tends to like also hanging around you. Though if Abbacchio really insists on you not leaving his side, Moody Blues will do its best to keep you still. If he decides to use his ability depending on where you’re at, it does it relatively quickly and quick to pause with precision if it’s something like seeing your face sleeping at night. Simply watching you seems to be one of its favorite things to engage in.

Guido Mista

The Sex Pistols pretty much adore you, even the troublemaking number stops being a nuisance when you’re around. If you can see them, they insist on you feeding them when mealtime comes around. They may slightly pester Mista saying you’re better at doing so simply for holding food a certain angle. He enjoys this as much as the pistols do, and even if you can’t see them and feed them they still generally cheer when you’re around. if anyone outside the gang and Mista himself, they’ll end up reacting somewhat hostile. Snide or sarcastic remarks if someone tries to romance you.

They’ll also pester Mista if he hasn’t seen you in a few days due to a job or something he had to take care of on his own.

Narancia Ghirga

Aerosmith’s flight patterns seemingly change course a bit when you’re around Narancia. Out of protective instinct, it seems to fire it’s bullets/weapons more aggressive if you’re in any sort of immediate danger. Or if Narancia is tracking, Aerosmith seems to get a quick reading on you, fast. For some reason if the stand was used casually, the way it would fly around would be akin to something at an air show. Presenting the way Narancia may be excited to be with you.

Pannacotta Fugo

Purple Haze is interestingly affected by Fugo’s obsession for you. It stops obsessing over its arms, drooling minimizing to almost nothing. It’s aggression in battle nearly quadruples, out of getting rid of anything that Fugo considers a threat. So there’s times things may or may not get out of control or on the other end of the spectrum killing something with almost unusual precision . But it settles once knowing you’re safe, this may or may not exhaust Fugo occasionally. Under the surface Purple Haze would be pleased if you came to check on Fugo out of concern.

Giorno Giovanna

Gold Experience and Giorno are pretty much in sync almost constantly. It generally likes to express certain flowers that evidently have deep romantic meanings as a gift. It’ll daze you in a heartbeat if you try to sneak off somewhere, giving way to its stand master taking care of you for a few hours. Generally it seems to enjoy kissing your hand, and occasionally turning an object into a small animal for you. It doesn’t hesitate to turn something that you own into an animal to track down either if it means being in your presence again.

Aromatherapy is another thing it seems to do with plants, especially after Giorno figures out what your likes, dislikes, (and potential allergies) are.

Requiem is basically game over for any escape attempts with a stand, and even if you’re hesitant takes some effort to try and comfort you. Caresses and touches that would be comforting in a normal context that’s not having you run in terror from a mafioso.

Diavolo

Due to his violent tendencies and tactics, King Crimson is intense in presenting Diavolo’s dark desires. It’s touches are tight and unbelievably strong, that it tends to leave bruises on your body. Erasing time is smooth and precise, inducing confusion from trying to escape Diavolo. The stand is of course as impulsive as it’s stand master, your legs are broken or are knocked out as quick as your thoughts to wander.

Trish Una

Spice Girl has some impulsive traits that King Crimson does, as much as Trish probably doesn’t want to admit it. This stands intensity shines through sitting on your lap, arms around your neck. Not caring in the slightest if you can see it or not. It gives faint phantom kisses on your cheeks, and certainly uses its abilities to keep you in place no matter the area. It tends to also enjoy having you match Trish someway, even the smallest accessory it enjoys seeing Trish put on you to coordinate. Like you and her were meant to be.

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floatyflowers · 9 months

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Diavolo from jjba x fragile daugther reader

Dark Platonic Father! Diavolo x Reader

Diavolo is on the go to eliminate anything related to his past as he believes it will help him grow as a human being.

He murders anyone whom he considers a threat to his identity even if it means his own family like Trish.

Except for one person...you.

He believes that you are the only one who deserves to be related to him in the past and present.

Even his stand, King Crimson, encourages your father's feeling of possessiveness.

Unfortunately, you were born weak and have fragile health, so with any type of stress, you would collapse.

You don't even have a stand to protect yourself from any danger.

The first time you saw Diavolo, you decided to avoid him as he made you feel uneasy.

Even while being in Vinegar Doppio, you felt more creeped up by the boy.

But Diavolo was unavoidable.

The mafia boss murdered your mother and friends then he kidnapped you.

Unfortunately, Diavolo doesn't know that Giorno is also obsessed with you but in a more romantic way.

#tw: toxic relationships #platonic yandere #jjba #yandere jjba #reader insert #diavolo x reader #giorno giovanna

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return-of-a-space-cowboy · 2 months

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Just a thought I had with JJBA but here it is

Yandere Little Red Riding Hood JJBA AU

Bruno is the Hunter, Risotto or Diavolo who is the Big Bad Werewolf and Reader is little Red Riding Hood who’s off to take care of her sweet boyfriend Doppio, who came down with a fever? (It’s not a cold, he’s in heat)

I really, really love your JJBA Fantasy AUs (I always read them when I get that wonderful JJBA itch that needs to be scratched)

Aww thank you I'm so glad you love the aus.

But you tried making me choose who was gonna be the big bad wolf. And guess what?

I chose both.

I don't really know how to end this, maybe three separate endings? Rn I wanna see what you think (anon if you want a say send me a msg or another ask)

Out too late (yandere Doppio/Diavolo, Risotto and Bruno X female reader)

Warning: attempted noncon

You looked up at the evening sky to see the clouds that had drenched the earth in rain fade. You had waited all day for the rain to stop so you could make your way deep into the woods to your beloved Doppio's home.

He'd sent you a letter the other day. Writing about how he was ill and that it was not best you come til he was well again.

Yes, better judgment would agree but you could only imagine how horrible he felt stuck alone in that cottage by himself. So you had spent the morning preparing him food. Even if he refused to have you over that way you'd know he would have the food to help him recover.

So you put on your hood, grabbed the basket of food, and headed out the door. You didn't worry about the dimming sky as you knew the trail and the full moon would light your way home if you were out too late.

You followed the dirt path into the woods as you had many times before, however, you stopped as you noticed a beautiful patch of flowers just a little off the path. Surely Doppio would appreciate them you thought as you stepped into the tall grass and made your way to them.

You began to pick them until the snap of a twig caught your attention. You turned your head to see Bruno, the local hunter. You knew him fairly well but that wasn't hard in a village like the one you lived in.

“(Y/n) What brings you out in the woods this late?” He asked you with concern in his voice.

“I'm off to deliver some food to Doppio, he's been unwell for the past few days” you explained.

“Then you should make haste, the full moon brings the worst of creatures out at night” he warned.

“I'll be fine” you assured him as you stood back up and made your way back to the path.

“Wait!” He yelled as he ran towards you.

“What?” You asked.

“Here, take this. If anything happens don't hesitate to use it” he said as he pulled out a small hunting dagger.

“And stay on the path, I just laid the rabbit traps” he warned.

“Thank you but I doubt I'll need it,” you told him.

“Just take it, if anything were to happen to you I'd only have myself to blame,” he told you as he put the dagger in your hand.

“Alright,” you sighed.

“Thank you” he thanked you before you both left your separate ways

At this point, the orange sky was apparent even in the thick forest.

You put the dagger and flowers in the basket. And made a sprint down the path. It was getting darker a lot quicker than you anticipated.

You ran deeper and deeper into the forest. So caught up in the hurry you hadn't noticed the person in front of you until you crashed into them. The impact caused you to fall to the ground while they remained unfazed.

“I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there” you apologized to them as you looked into the back to make sure everything inside was fine. Then you looked up to who you'd bumped into and your heart nearly gave out.

He was tall and broad with white hair and eyes you'd never seen before, red irises, and black sclera staring intensely at you.

“You answer my questions and I'll let you go” he coldly demanded.

“I doubt I know anything about whatever it is you're after,” you told him.

“I know you know something, I can smell it” he snarled. You crawled back but he only moved closer til your back was against a tree.

“Where's your partner?” He asked with grit teeth.

“Why do you want to know?” You retorted.

“He's caused me nothing but trouble lately, always getting in the way of my hunts. I haven't been able to see him but I know his scent and you're covered in it” he explained as he leaned down a little, pretty much caging you between him and the tree.

“You've got the wrong person, my partner doesn't hunt. He wouldn't hurt a fly” you tried to reason with him.

“You clearly don't know him well enough if you believe that” he snarkily replied.

He had a look in his eye that you didn't like. Like a wolf eyeing down its prey before the final blow.

“Actually… what would he do if something were to happen to you?” He continued.

This situation was getting worse by the second. You had to get away from him.

“I don't know anything, I'll give you money just please let me go” you plead as you reach into the basket for the knife Bruno had given you. You felt so stupid for insisting you'd be alright.

“I don't need money, perhaps you'd-” he was quickly cut off as you plunged the knife into his thigh. He didn't react. Instead, he pulled the knife out, wiped his blood off it on his pants, and put it back in your hand.

“Go home now, if you're still here at night you'll get killed,” he told you as he stepped away.

You quickly stood up and darted towards Doppio's house as it was probably too late to get to yours in time. Whoever that man was he was clearly not to be messed with but you wondered about his whole smell deal. There was no possible way he could have that strong of a sense of smell. Was he just lying to get the answer he wanted out of you?

You looked back to see if he'd followed you but it seems he hadn't. So you continued your way towards Doppio's house.

Once you arrived you knocked on the door but didn't get a response. You turned the door handle and it wasn't locked so you let yourself inside and put the basket on the dining table before heading towards his room.

“Doppio, it's me (Y/n). I know you told me not to come but I thought I'd at least bring you something to eat.

“(Y/n), you came?” A voice deep and strained spoke.

“Doppio you're voice, it sounds so hoarse” you commented.

“Yes I know… my throat is so raw… and swollen” he replied. You could hear his labored breathing as he spoke.

“And you sound out of breath, have you been resting?” You remarked.

“Yes I have been resting… but it feels like there's an anvil on my chest” he replied.

“That's horrible, I'm glad I came with food. You're probably struggling to do anything right now” you told him.

“Do you want me to bring you the soup I made? You've probably got two servings in the jar I brought” you asked.

“Yes… but first I want to see you” he said.

Feeling bad for him, you opened his bedroom door. You walked and couldn't see anything.

“Doppio it's so dark in here,” you remarked as you tried to make your way to his bedside in the darkness.

“My eyes have been hurting… so I closed the curtains” he explained.

“I'll open them now if you don't mind?” You said but then you were pushed onto the bed. Forced to lay on your stomach as a large hand? (It didn't feel exactly like one) pushed you down. This wasn't Doppio.

“Hey, what's the meaning of this? Let me go!” You screamed.

“aww so you're what Doppio's been trying to hide from me?” the same voice you'd assumed was Doppio's said.

“Who are you and what did you do to Doppio?” You demanded an answer from them.

“You don't have to worry your pretty head about Doppio, he's fine” they responded.

“And my name is Diavolo” he continued. You could feel their saliva dripping onto the back of your neck.

You attempted to thrash out of his grip before he pushed you further into the mattress. His free hand grabbed your wrist. It wasn't a hand, or a human at least it had padding and fur like an animal's.

“Let me go” you begged.

“Unfortunately I can't let that happen… you so happened to come right during mating season for us werewolves” he explained.

“You're lucky that the other one didn't take advantage of you earlier,” he commented.

Werewolves! You had scoffed at such a claim but it was undeniable now. You trashed again this time managing to escape. You bolted straight to the door. You turned back to see the brownish-pink werewolf chasing behind.

You opened the door threading to tear it off the hinges. Your blood went cold as you saw another werewolf at the door. Its fur is a snowy white. You noticed the wound in its thigh. Dear God, it was the man from earlier. You screamed and tried to find another exit but there wasn't.

You were trapped here with two werewolves right in the middle of their mating season. You were quickly snatched by Diavolo and held close. You cringed at the feeling of his erection pressed up your back but were too scared to even move.

“I'm ending this now, you've alluded me for far too long” the white werewolf spoke with a hiss.

“You really think you can beat me, you're lucky that you haven't died yet” Diavolo responded before he noticed the wound on his thigh.

“Aww did my little mate do that to you?” He mocked as he held the side of your head, his palm was as big as your head.

“Let go of me, I'm not your mate” you whined as you struggled. The white werewolf snarled in response as he charged forward.

You screamed once more as Diavolo dropped you and attacked. The two dug their claws and teeth into each other as they wrestled.

You watched them carefully. Waiting for a chance you could safely run to the door. They rolled into the kitchen, breaking the table in the process. You took your chance and sprinted towards the door only for one of them to grab your ankle, claws digging into you painfully. You fell to the ground, feeling the shock of the impact in your arms that had tried to break the fall. You screamed out in pain before turning back.

“Where do you think you're going?” The white werewolf growled as he dragged you closer. You realized that Diavolo had stopped attacking him.

“Let go of me!” You yelled as you tried to get him to let go.

Diavolo grabbed your arm and they pulled you back inside. Clearly you were a bigger priority than their feud.

“Please let me go” you pleaded. You were shaking at the thought of what they would do to you.

Then you were deafened by a gunshot, then a second as the werewolves fell back. You stood under and tried to leave only to bump into someone. You looked up to see Bruno who quickly wrapped his arm around you and yelled something. You couldn't hear him through the ringing in your ear.

He then took your hand and you ran with him. When the ring stopped you spoke.

“I'm sorry for disregarding your warning,” you told him.

“I don't think either of us were expecting to encounter werewolves” he replied.

“What were you even doing out this late?” You asked.

“I was checking the rabbit traps, then I heard screaming and that's how I found you” he explained.

You two ran until you arrived back at his home. He quickly sat you down before grabbing some alcohol and a cloth to clean the wound left on your leg.

“Again I have to thank you for saving me, if you hadn't killed them who knows what they would have done to me,” you said.

“I didn't kill them, only incapacitated them. The only way to kill them is to use silver” he explained as he began to dab the wet cloth on your wound, causing you to his in pain

“How did you even manage to live for as long as you did? They could have torn you apart in seconds” he asked. A shiver went down your spine as you remembered what Diavolo said.

“One of them… they mentioned this was werewolf mating season” his head shot up with a look of horror on his face.

“Oh no… “ he stood up, leaving the cloth hanging on your leg as he made his way to his bookshelf. He grabbed out a book and started flicking through it.

“There has to be something in here” he muttered as kept reading through.

“What are you looking for?” You asked nervously.

“A way to get rid of their scent, we may not be able to smell it but they can and they'll hunt you down” he explained.

“How do you know so much about werewolves, and why do you have books on them?” You asked.

“I like researching myths and folklore in my spare time. However, we've seen now that werewolves are no myth” he replied.

#yandere jjba #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #yandere x reader #yandere #fairy tale au #yandere doppio #yandere diavolo #yandere risotto #yandere bruno bucciarati

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yanderes-galore · 1 month

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First, tysm for letting me send them early! Alright, can I request a romantic Dragon Rider!Diavolo (and by extension, a little platonic King Crimson?), with a S/O who'se also a dragon rider?

OH THIS IS GOING TO BE FUN TO EXPLORE!

(This AU was originally inspired by HTTYD, but I also added aspects of ASOIAF to make it take place in a Medieval setting)

Diavolo = A Dragon Rider King of his region who commands the dragon King Crimson.

Doppio = A young knight/squire in the same body as Diavolo. He serves as a disguise and is loyal to his King.

King Crimson = A powerful and old dragon who has the ability to skip forward in time. This dragon is bonded to Diavolo.

Yandere! Dragon Rider AU! Diavolo with Dragon Rider! Darling

Pairing: Romantic (Diavolo)/Platonic (King Crimson)

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Threats, Violence, Possessive behavior, Denial, Isolation, Kidnapping, Forced companionship/relationship.

In this world, Dragons are powerful beings summoned to aid their bonded rider.

Unlike Stands, they can be seen by everyone.

However, they are summoned via charms, calls, or summoning circles.

Diavolo is a mysterious yet powerful Dragon Rider.

Commanding the powerful dragon King Crimson, Diavolo is given the ability to skip time.

He is a man part of a powerful guild full of other Dragon Riders, a King at the very top.

Diavolo had once sired a daughter, but hadn't found out about her until much later.

Diavolo likes to keep out of sight... not many meet him.

If they do... it's never for a good reason.

You are a Dragon Rider who is part of the Passione Guild.

Having passed your test, you were awarded a Dragon Summon of your own.

You gain orders through messenger to do tasks from Diavolo, sometimes even in another group of riders.

No one has ever really seen the King... most of the time he's hidden away.

Perhaps in a castle... perhaps in some shack... he's an elusive man.

One you happen to gain the attention of one way or another.

Let's say in this AU, Diavolo still shares a body with Doppio.

Doppio is a young knight, he supposedly "isn't a Dragon Rider".

Which allows Diavolo to spy on Dragon Riders.

You communicating with Doppio is no doubt what sparks Diavolo's obsession

Through the young knight's eyes, he observes you and learns of your summon.

You're kind yet strong... a Dragon Rider perfected by Passione's trials.

Diavolo was not expecting his obsession.

In fact he tries to ignore it.

Yet Diavolo notices that Doppio is attached to you... and he can sense such feelings are making King Crimson anxious from its home due to their bond.

The rider seems to be just as possessive as his royal dragon... the dragon demanding its rider take what he wants.

Due to the personality of his dragon and the feelings Doppio has... Diavolo eventually succumbs to the overwhelming obsession.

Fine, you've managed to attract his attention now.

A dangerous sin you had no idea you committed.

Diavolo would gain your trust through Doppio, his young knight personality.

When you trust Doppio enough... he'll instruct him to guide you to a secluded location.

Doppio will tell you it's for a mission, instructing you to fly your dragon with him to a secret meeting spot.

It's suspicious... but Doppio tells you it's an order.

Reluctantly you follow orders and allow Doppio onto your dragon with you... only to be brought into a trap.

By the time you arrive at a cave with a tower built in the top... your way is blocked.

You hear Doppio whisper something before hearing a roar behind you at the entrance of the cave.

You turn to see a checkered dragon with gleaming green eyes... the infamous King Crimson.

Then behind you... you feel strong arms hold you still.

Turning your head, Doppio is nowhere to be found... but you do see the infamous King Diavolo holding you.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you properly, my loyal Dragon Rider...."

Your dragon, due to your ranking on Passione's ladder, is much smaller than King Crimson.

The older and more powerful dragon towers over you and Diavolo.

Even if you could summon your dragon, they'd be forced to bow in an instant.

"King Crimson will not harm you, dear..." Diavolo whispers in your ear.

"As long as you listen to my orders... I will reward you handsomely in many ways."

Diavolo lives in a tower on top of a cave where his dragon thrives.

The tower is where he'd keep you, doing his best to court you.

After all... you seemed so kind with his squire, Doppio.

Why won't you give the same treatment to your King?

You're not allowed to leave the isolated island cave, if you tried to summon your dragon to leave... King Crimson would quickly hunt you down for Diavolo.

Even if you do not wish to be courted, you will quickly be forced to bow at some point.

Diavolo is a King, one of the most powerful Dragon Riders in his region.

Fight him all you want...

You will break eventually.

King Crimson also feels some affection for you and maybe even your dragon.

Your dragon is young, leading to King Crimson taking on a mentor role for the weaker dragon if they remain loyal.

The stronger dragon even feels a platonic adoration for you... while Diavolo wishes to make you a ruler by his side.

You will be well cared for... King Crimson is summoned to protect this island for Diavolo.

Meanwhile Diavolo will shower you in gifts... all while keeping you isolated beside him.

Other Dragon Riders are not allowed to come to this plan.

If they do... King Crimson deals with them quickly.

It'll be just you, Diavolo, and your dragons...

Even if you fight him now... Diavolo knows in the end he'll have you bend your knee before him.

#yandere jojo #yandere jjba #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #yandere jjba dragon rider au #yandere jjba dragon au #yandere diavolo #yandere dragon rider diavolo

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instantpuppydreamer · 11 months

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Yandere Diavolo headcanons please! <3

Yandere Diavolo

Warning:abduction, torture, punishment, yandere , maybe not canon, threats etc

•I am 99% sure that you will meet Doppio, you will start communicating with him, then you will become acquaintances, etc

• at first the Devil wanted to kill you, but something stopped him

• in any case, he will kidnap you

• at first he threatened you, then decided to kidnap you

• you will be coddled by Doppio

• If you run away from him and he you .Then he will break your legs, arms, pour boiling water over them and pierce them with needles (I know, maybe severely)

•he will show his face only if he is sure that you will not escape

#jjba headcanons #jjba x reader #jjba #jjba pt 5 #jjba x male reader #yandere jjba #yandere jjba x reader #Yandere Diavolo #x fem reader

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 2 years

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Diavolo (JJBA) developing a fixation on a Darling and deciding that instead of killing them to avoid his identity being revealed, he'll keep them forever inside the hideouts he lives in. Darling is a prisoner with a device implanted in them to keep them from escaping, like a chip or Stand that immediately renders them unconscious if they go too far without him nearby.

They're dressed in such finery, but the only one allowed to see them is Diavolo. Well, and Doppio, who's the only one Diavolo trusts to interact so often with them. Doppio is so happy to have such an important role and also likes Darling quite a bit. No wonder the Boss fell for them: their beauty, grace, kindness, strength...truth be told, he's got a bit of a crush on them.

He feels so ashamed. I mean, that's the Boss's woman! He could never betray Diavolo like that. He'd rather die. But he can't stop those feelings of intense love inside of him, and it makes him dedicated to keeping them safe and hidden to a terrifying degree. He's beaten and/or killed innocent bystanders who have accidentally looked at Darling for too long while he was escorting them in public, he's punished Darling with days of isolation and physical restraint approved by Diavolo. He'll scream at them to stop trying to leave the Boss, berating them for wanting to break his heart and refuse to accept the privileged life Diavolo's given them. They exist to be with Diavolo, goddammit! They're his!

And one day, Diavolo decides to reward this immense loyalty. Doppio gets a call where the Boss tells him that he has an additional job: while he's gone, Doppio's the one who needs to "satisfy" Darling's sexual needs--and punish them in a new way when Diavolo isn't around to do it himself. Doppio's over the moon when he gets told of his new assignment.

Poor Darling is tied up so they can let Doppio "service" them properly. And he's so eager and needy and sweet, babbling about how he's gonna make them feel so wonderful. He loves them so much, so so so so much, and The Boss gave him a miracle of a gift by saying that Darling exists for him AND Doppio from now on.

Sometimes he and Diavolo have "threesomes" where his personalities are switching constantly as he fucks Darling, and going back and forth between "rough and dominating", "adorably eager and loving", and "passionate and on the border of tender and overwhelming."

Doppio will pant so beautifully and desperately slam himself into Darling at a feverish pace, whispering and moaning praises only to cum with a lewdly moaned "Ahhh, thaaaank youuuu~!" And when it's punishment time, he's just as brutal as Diavolo with his spankings, edging, and overstomulation.

Diavolo devours his Darling when he kisses them, and he can make them crumble and fall into his arms with just a look and a cupping of their cheek to face him. He's much more dominating and he also loves the art of seduction with his Darling (esp if they don't reciprocate). He'll treat them to a glass of wine, brush the stain on their lower lip, and eat them out with a small smirk when they cum around his tongue and thick fingers.

#thots #.myshit #.jjba #.diavolo #yandere diavolo #yandere jjba #.doppio #yandere doppio #tw: noncon #fem darling

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jacks-obsessions · 2 years

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How about some yandere headacanons for some of jojos big bads; Dio, Kars and Diavolo?

Dio

Fucker shows you off

You are his favorite accessory

LOVES to feed off of you

Seeing you all woozy after he drains your blood makes his heart flutter

You’re just so cute with how weak you are

Nobody gets to touch you except him

Kars

You are his favorite pet

He likes to spoil you if you behave

If you don’t behave the punishments are harsh but he’ll fix you up afterwards

He likes to watch you sleep

He won’t use the stone mask on you because what makes you beautiful to him is your humanity

Best yandere out of the three if you behave

Diavolo

This guy is mean because his paranoia is bad

You don't get to go anywhere without him but you do get to live in a nice big villa

Alone

You don't need anyone but him anyways

He will belittle you for the littlest things and then act like he never said anything bad

#yandere kars x reader #yandere dio x reader #yandere diavolo x reader #jjba headcanons #jjba part two #jjba part 5 #jjba part 3 #yandere tw

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thornybubbles · 9 months

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Forever My Queen (Yandere Diavolo x Reader)

**Note: This is the first story in a collection of stories based on songs. All of the songs used as inspiration have lyrics that sound a bit “yandere-ish” to me. Each song was paired with a character that I personally think it suits the best.**

**Note 2: Features a female reader. Diavolo may seem a bit out of character here, but I figure that by this point, after having gone through the death loop for so long, his already unstable mind has snapped completely. So have fun with that, Reader. Be warned that I haven’t proofread this so it may contain mistakes. I’ll go back over this and fix any mistakes I find later. In the meantime I’ll go back to working on “Kinder Than Love”.

WARNING: Mentions of suicide, death, and other dark themes. Read at your own discretion. Remember that you alone are responsible for what you choose to read.

Inspiration: “Forever My Queen” by Pentagram

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How much longer would he have to endure this? How many times would he have to endure the agony of death?

Over and over and over again…

Would he ever be allowed to die and just stay dead?!

Diavolo’s wild, green eyes darted around, making note of every little thing that could possibly kill him. He deemed it all dangerous. After all the times he died, he learned a very important lesson:

Death could come at any time, from anywhere, from anyone or anything.

From being stabbed, burned, shot, poisoned, strangled, electrocuted, drowned, starved, crushed, chopped to pieces, eaten alive, torn in half, beaten to death, he’d experienced nearly every way a human being could die. He couldn’t take it anymore.

How would it happen this time?

Would it be slow and agonizing or quick and painless?

He stared about, cringing in on himself and trembling. It had already been about ten minutes and he was still breathing. It offered him no comfort. He knew it was only a matter of time before the end came. Then he would end up somewhere else and die again… and again… and again…

“Please…” his voice came out in a trembling whisper.

“Please!”

A few people walking down the sidewalk glanced in his direction, shook their heads at the obvious madman, and kept walking.

“FOR FUCK’S SAKE! GET IT OVER WITH! JUST KILL ME ALREADY!” he screamed, glaring at the people that turned to give him strange looks.

How did the saying go? “Oh, how the mighty have fallen.” Diavolo, the man that had once held an entire country in the palm of his hand had been reduced to a cowering, trembling, paranoid lunatic that screamed obscenities in the streets while people looked on in shock, concern, and occasional amusement.

The King was king no more.

He had nothing.

He was nothing.

His subjects had all turned against him. His kingdom had been stolen from him. He was exiled into a never ending loop of death, defeated by a mere child. King Crimson was gone. Dear Doppio, his companion soul, was dead. And now, the only thing he had to look forward to was death.

He fell to his knees and tried to keep from bursting into tears like a pathetic child. Most of the people that had been distracted by his little outburst had already walked away, some more hurried than others, but all wanting nothing more than to be as far away from Diavolo as possible. He could keel over right there in front of all those people and none of them would care. They would just step over his corpse as if he were just a pile of trash. No one cared what happened to him.

He had nothing at all to live for.

Nothing to live for…

Diavolo chuckled at the realization. Of course. Why hadn’t he thought of it before? It all made sense now. It was the one death he hadn’t experienced yet!

Suicide.

He was supposed to kill himself this time.

He couldn’t help but laugh, elated at the idea. He could resist of course, but he knew that the death loop would increase his despair until he finally gave up and ended himself. But he wouldn’t resist. No. He wanted to die this time. And he would enjoy it, too. It would be the only time that the death loop allowed him to choose the nature of his elimination. What would he choose? He wanted so badly to savor his brief moment of control, but he felt that the death loop would grow impatient if he didn’t act soon. So he would have to work with what was around him. He looked around his immediate area hoping to find something that could end his life in an at least tolerable way. Eventually he lifted his gaze to the rooftop of a nearby apartment building. Why not go with the old standard? He would climb to the roof of that building and jump to his death.

Diavolo entered the building, feeling something akin to peacefulness in his soul. He didn’t know what future horrors the death loop would bestow upon him, so he would relish this single moment of mercy. He decided to take the stairs, forgoing the elevator completely. He just wanted to enjoy the moment as this had been the longest he’d ever been allowed to stay alive. He could safely say that this would be his favorite death.

The door to the rooftop was thankfully unlocked. He opened it and walked out into the late afternoon glow. The air was so clear up there and Diavolo took a moment to breathe it all in. He walked up to the edge of the roof and stared down at the city. It gave him a great sense of tranquility standing there, looking at the skyline and the setting sun. He had no idea where he was, but for a moment, he imagined that this city was his kingdom and he had just climbed up to the roof of his sprawling villa to survey his domain.

Just like old times.

The feelings of despair hit him hard then and he knew it was time. He looked back down at the streets below and took a deep breath. It wouldn’t be the first time he fell to his death. He’d done it at least five times before. He knew it would hurt, it would be extremely painful, having nearly every bone in your body crushed by the force of gravity and your flesh splitting open as your insides spilled out all over the pavement would always be excruciating, but at the very least it would only last for a moment. Painful but quick. Diavolo supposed he’d take that over slow and agonizing. He held his arms out wide and started to let himself fall forward.

Something grabbed a hold of the back of the mesh shirt he wore and yanked him back onto the roof. He spun around and locked eyes with you.

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You had come up to the roof to watch the sunset and have a little smoke. You didn’t smoke often, but sometimes the events of the day wore you down and having a little nicotine in your system helped you deal with it. You had just finished your cigarette when the door to the roof was suddenly thrown open, startling you. A man dressed like a mannequin in the window of a Hot Topic shuffled out onto the roof with a spaced out look on his face. You weren’t sure but, he might’ve been under the influence of something with the way he was acting. He lumbered past you as if he hadn’t even seen you. You watched, with growing concern, as he made his way to the edge of the roof. He stood there staring out at the horizon before throwing his hands out and leaning forward.

SHIT!

You had a terrible feeling that he was going to jump the moment you saw him heading for the edge of the roof. You moved with speed that you didn’t know you possessed and grabbed a fistful of the netting on the back of his “shirt”, if you could even call it that, and yanked him backwards. He almost fell backwards on top of you before pulling himself out of your grip and turning his manic green eyes on you. He seemed shocked, confused, and maybe a little bit angry.

“WHY THE HELL DID YOU STOP ME?!”

Okay, maybe very angry.

You didn’t know how to answer him.

“I-I just… you were going to…” was all you could say.

“What business is it of yours?” he asked, voice dropped to a quieter, but just as threatening growl. “What compelled you to interfere?!”

Again, you didn’t know how to answer. Frankly you thought it was obvious.

“I guess… I just didn’t want you to jump.” you said, wincing at the sound of your own voice.

The man sneered, painted lips pulling away from his teeth.

“You shouldn’t have stopped me! I was meant to die here! I was….”

He trailed off and a look of stunned realization came over him. His mouth dropped open and he stared at you as if you just gave him the answers to all of life’s problems.

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The gears in Diavolo’s head were turning. Something had changed. He could feel it. He felt it the moment he felt you grab him and yank him back before he could let himself fall to his predestined death. All throughout the death loop, not once had anyone bothered to come to his rescue. You did. Where had you even come from? He hadn’t seen you at all when he walked onto the roof. There was a moment where the paranoia rose within him again and he thought that maybe you were meant to be his death, but why would you save him only to kill him a moment later? At the very least, he could trust his deaths to make sense. The paranoia within him faded when he looked at you. No. You wouldn’t hurt him. You weren’t the type. He knew full well what the look of murderous intent looked like in a person’s eyes. The only thing he saw in your eyes was confusion, discomfort, and a little bit of fear.

He felt as if a chain around his neck had been broken. Gone was the ever present atmosphere of impending doom.

It was over.

He was free.

Somehow, when you pulled him back onto the roof, you managed to pull him out of the death loop as well.

Something stirred within him and he absently placed a hand over his chest. That presence that had always been with him since his birth had returned. Doppio. His dear Doppio was a part of him again, he could feel it! Not only that…

He stood up to his full height and took a few steps back.

“King Crimson!” he shouted, causing you even more confusion.

His ever grimacing Stand appeared beside him, looking as if he had never been lost. King Crimson cast one sideways glance in your direction before Diavolo mentally dismissed him.

He turned back to you.

“You fixed it.” he said, sounding completely wonderstruck. “I don’t know how, but you fixed it. You gave everything back to me!”

Well, almost everything. He was still a king without a kingdom, but now that he had Doppio and King Crimson back, it was a problem he could easily deal with.

“Um, sir…”

Your timid voice interrupted his thoughts. His crazed eyes met yours and you took a step back. No, he wasn’t high, but he was very clearly mentally ill or at the very least mentally distressed.

“...is there someone that I can call for you?”

He answered you by suddenly sweeping you into his arms and pressing his lips to yours in a much too passionate kiss to be shared between strangers. You tried to pry yourself from his hold but his grip was like iron. He deepened the kiss in a way that had you both panicking and swooning at the same time. You didn’t know who this guy was, but he kissed like he was trying to suck the life out of you. You were getting dizzy and your vision was filling up with black splotches. You were on the verge of passing out when he finally pried his lips away from yours and set you back on your feet.

You lost your balance instantly, and fell over on your rear. Your head was spinning and you took a moment to catch your breath. You could feel the heat in your face and you were certain that it was roughly the color of a tomato. Your dazzled mind was at war with itself. One part of your mind was screaming that you needed to pick yourself off the ground and get the hell out of there before that psycho did something worse to you, while the other side of your mind was nervously dismissing the whole thing, saying that he was just showing his gratitude at you saving his life. Once your head began to clear, you scooted backwards on your ass until you felt you were out of his immediate reach. You weren’t going to let him touch you again.

“I will repay you. You have my word on that. I know you don’t fully understand what you’ve done for me today, but I will repay you for it.” he said.

He turned away from you, his eyes filled with a frightening kind of determination, and left the rooftop looking like a man with a mission.

You lay there on the roof, desperately trying to comprehend what just happened to you.

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Several months later…

You shook your head as you read the morning news.

“Man, this city’s gone to shit.” you murmured and took a sip of your coffee.

Almost overnight, your city’s crime rate skyrocketed. Murders, assaults, beatings, robberies, gang wars… there didn’t seem to be any end to it. Sure all of that stuff existed before, but not to the extreme level that it had reached in only a few months time. Something was definitely going on with the local criminal organizations and you wanted NO part of it. You glanced over at the pile of real estate brochures that rested on the kitchen counter. You had already been wanting to move for a while now, and the way things were going, you may have to move for your own safety. Young woman living alone? Yeah, you were a prime target. Luckily your apartment building was the only one in the neighborhood that hadn’t been broken into yet. Keyword being “yet”. It was only a matter of time. If there was ever a time to move out to the country, now was it. You quite frankly hated living in the city anyway. It was too noisy, too hectic, and lately, too dangerous.

A crashing sound caused you to look up from your paper. That came from just outside your door. You set the paper aside and cautiously approached the door. You reached out and put one ready hand on the handle of the baseball bat you kept next to the door and looked through the peephole. You didn’t see anything right away so you slowly opened the door. Sprawled on the floor was a little guy with pink hair who was pinned underneath a rather heavy looking box. He struggled to push the box off of himself but it wouldn’t budge. You let go of the baseball bat and threw the door open.

“Need some help?” you asked, stepping out into the hallway.

The little guy looked over at you and immediately blushed with embarrassment.

“N-no! I’m okay!” he said, rather unconvincingly. “I can handle it.”

He grunted as he tried to push the box off of himself again. It just wouldn’t budge no matter what he did. He looked back over to you, giving you a sheepish grin.

“Uh, actually… I could probably use a little bit of help… if you don’t mind…”

You couldn’t help but smile. Whoever he was, he was oddly charming. He seemed a little dense though, but hey, nobody’s perfect. You went over and knelt down next to where he lay. You pushed the box off of him and he sat up, sighing with relief.

“Thanks!” he said.

He got to his feet and looked up at you. His face flushed again, and he looked around himself, seemingly trying to avoid looking directly at your face.

Aw, he’s shy! You thought.

“I guess I overestimated my own strength…” he said and chuckled nervously.

You glanced over at all the other boxes sitting just outside of the open door to an apartment room.

“Guess this means you’re my new neighbor, huh?” you observed.

“Yep!” he said with a nod.

Getting over his shyness a bit, he offered a hand for you to shake. You smiled and shook his hand. His grip on your hand seemed to linger slightly longer than necessary before he finally let go.

“My name’s Doppio. Vinegar Doppio.” He said.

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Diavolo was overjoyed to have both his Stand and his second soul back. Not only that but he was slowly rebuilding his empire. The best part of it all was that he was no longer stuck in that infernal death loop.

He had you to thank for that.

And thank you he would.

He already made sure that you were the most protected being in the entire city. All of those under his rule knew that you were off limits. Your apartment was a safe zone and any of his underlings that passed it by wouldn’t even look at the building for fear of his wrath. Only one upstart thief thought that he would try his luck and attempt to break into your apartment. Doppio, who had been observing from the building across the street, quickly put a stop to it. Diavolo allowed his other half to deal with the disobedient worm however he desired. His dear Doppio was very thorough in his punishment. The thief's brutalized body was hung by its entrails from the ceiling of the local thieves' den. The message was very clear. Any slight towards you would be met with swift and horrific punishment. There would be no forgiveness, no chance at redemption, and NO MERCY.

Diavolo didn’t know what strange parallel world the death loop had taken him to, but what he did know is that you were destined to rule it alongside him. You hadn’t just saved his life that day you kept him from jumping from the roof, you gave him back everything that had been taken from him. You were special to him. You were clearly meant to be his. His Queen. With you by his side, he would bring this new world to its knees.

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married-to-google-translater · 1 year

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Yandere Diavolo headcanon

Diavolo is a possessive, manipulative, mildly sadistic stalker yandere.

You somehow got his attention.

Which is difficult to say the least…

You've probably never even officially met…

Just because seeing Diavolo is as easy as stopping ice cream from melting in the Sahara desert.

As we all know this man has a "little" obsession with hiding his identity.

Diavolo will probably ask Doppio to find more information about you.

Doppio doesn't really question Daivolo.

So soon Diavolo will know everything possible about you.

It won't even last a week.

After that you start getting strange emails and gifts.

Diavolo doesn't dare to meet you yet.

So emails are the best option.

99% percent of the time the email is mainly giving you instructions and threatening your family.

Diavolo likes to threaten your family a lot.

As he starts to trust you more you will start getting phone calls.

Kidnapping is likely…

But even then, at the beginning, you're not allowed to meet Diavolo.

Doppio takes care of all your needs.

Maybe in a couple of years you'll get to see a bit of Diavolo.

Diavolo certainly wouldn't let you escape.

Especially if you've seen his face.

Even if Diavolo loves you the punishment would be severe.

Maybe he should make you blind or cut out your tongue?

That way you wouldn't be able to reveal his secret.

Diavolo thinks it's a good idea.

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shineonyoucrazyyandere · 20 days

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I've finally managed to start reading Purple Haze Feedback recently and was hit with a flashback of how shitty Fugo was seen by some people in the fandom(at least people I was around at the time).

Like- yeah, it was kinda disappointing when he left the other instead of also going to go betray the boss, but shit I wouldn't wanna go either! He was still young and had a lot to live, i don't blame him for not wanting to go on a suicide mission!

Also, going in a more fanfic/yandere centered idea here, I always thought it would've been a lot funnier if more authors wrote the Reader also deciding not to join the gang to go defeat the boss instead of just following along

Bruno: We're going to betray the boos, so as soon as you enter this boat, you will be considered a traitor! I won't pressure or force any of you to do it, so enter at your own discretion!

Reader: Wow... that's a very difficult decision ...well, good luck to all of you!

Bruno: Yes ,thank- wait, you're not coming?

Reader, the moment they heard "betray the boss" leave Bruno's mouth:

Another idea that always comes to mind when talking about Fugo is the fact that at first, he was going to be a spy amd would betray the gang (If i remember it correctly).

I always thought it would be an interesting concept to have Reader working for Diavolo since the beginning (bonus points for angst if the gang ends up finding THAT out in the worst moment possible lol)

Reader, messaging Diavolo every few minutes to update him on the gang's behavior:

(Narancia probably just got stabbed by Fugo for the third time this week)

Note to self : be careful to not burn myself out on answering asks next time. Took the week off, just because I was that stuck. It’s good advice in general for anyone else that has a blog here 👍

It’s a rather tall order to ask some sixteen year old teenager to casually betray the whole mafia and specifically the most powerful man on top who they have never met before. I’d like to think Fugo was thinking over every unknown they weren’t guaranteed to find out. Let alone if they even had a chance to even fight at all. I never personally blamed the dude for peacing out personally.

So being Yandere I could absolutely see him do just about everything to get you to hesitate to go with Bruno and the others. He’d bend over backwards to do so, especially if you were hesitant yourself. Like sure there’s a chance you and the others by some miracle could defeat the boss, but depending on how he utilizes his organization and stand users against you, it would get ugly real quick. He even insists it’s just not worth getting hurt/killed over.

It’s likely his selfish desire to keep you to himself talking but he won’t back down in trying to keep you there with him. I always felt like Fugo could make a very compelling argument too, it’s almost scary how convincing he’d likely be. (That’s if you were unsure which way to go, if you didn’t want to go with Bruno and the others I’m certain it’d be much easier for him to take advantage of)

Spy! Reader with a Yandere Diavolo would be fantastic, almost scary in a horror sense. As you can easily doom the gang with your extra intel and knowledge with hanging out with all of them. Not to mention any calls or eventually bumping into Doppio would lead to some very interesting interactions. I can already hear the “dearest y/n” at some point once you succeed on sabotaging the Bucciarati gang.

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bygiornogiovanna · 2 years

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can you write diavolo for prompts 7 &or 68, with GN or fem reader, whatever comes to mind, thank you!

You can run, but you can't hide.

Yandere Diavolo x Afab! reader

#7: "Don't cover up, I want everyone to see that you are mine"

#68: "You can run, you can hide, but when I get my hands back on you, you'll regret it."

Summary: After months of being locked up in his mansion, Italy's mafia boss makes you come to one of his afterparties. Still having hope to escape from him, you use this to your advantage.

Word count: 2.1k

TW: yandere behavior, mentions of kidnapping, diavolo being violent, hickeys, reader is afab, they/them pronouns, possible grammatical mistakes

Hi!! I really hope you will like this. I kind of rushed it since, you know, it's my first request so...yay!! Thanks for requesting, love ya <3

A relieved sigh escapes past your lips when you hear your 'boyfriend''s invitation. Well, more like announcement, since you didn't have a say in the matter. You were happy that, at least, you were allowed to get out of this damned mansion and maybe socialize with other people that weren't him.

Him, who kidnapped you and kept you as a precious toy. The one who had you listen to him and follow him around as a scared puppy only a few months after abducting you. Diavolo. You cursed his name in your mind as you started to make a plan. You could use this situation to your advantage so you could get away from this shitty situation, from this psychotic person and this country.

"So, what do you say, darling?" His voice woke you up from your daydreaming and you looked at him as he took a seat beside you.

"Hm...It sounds good, I guess. Will Trish come too?" You asked, curious. If his stupid daughter would come too, your plan would be harder since he would make her come with you to the bathroom.

"No, she's going to a sleepover at some friend of hers." The man answered and you tried to contain your smile. Perfect. "Go get ready, we are leaving in two hours."

Woah, woah, woah. Slow down. Two hours?! He told you it would be soon, but he didn't tell you it would be today. Damn, that meant you wouldn't have time to make a plan B and a plan C, in case plan A and B wouldn't work. Well, you just had to hope that your plan will work and that you could finally get away from him.

You nodded and wanted to get up, but he pulled you back in his arms. You let out a surprised squeal, freezing when you felt his teeth nibbling at the lobe of your ear.

"Mm, I changed my mind. Get ready later, I want to spend more time with you." The pink-haired man whispered in your ear and you couldn't do anything but let him do what he wanted. If you didn't, he would get incredibly angry and that wouldn't end well, for you at least. You forced your body to relax in his embrace, a small whimper leaving your lips when his soft ones went down your neck, biting and sucking at some of your soft spots.

"D-Diavolo, dear, we can continue this later. I have to get ready, you know it takes time for me to choose what I want to wear.." You pushed yourself to say, taking one of his hands in yours, trying to contain yourself to not gang.

"Mhm, well make it take less. Don't wear makeup, I don't care." Diavolo mumbled, pressing your back against him. You sighed and let him do his thing in marking your neck up, knowing that fighting him was useless.

"Diavolo, please, I have to get ready..." You said again after a few minutes, in which your poor neck was almost fully covered in bruises. He sighed annoyed and grabbed your jaw tightly, turning your head towards him. The mafia boss just pressed your lips together and you leaned in, eager to end this already.

After painfully long seconds, he broke the kiss and let you get up from his lap. You immediately did so, going towards the bathroom to start doing your makeup. "What suit will you wear?" You asked before you entered the bathroom. Even if you planned to escape, that didn't mean you didn't want to look good.

"Black." The man said, following you into the bathroom. You took out the expensive makeup set he bought for you, starting your usual routine. When you got to the neck area, you sighed and started to apply a green color corrector, when a hand suddenly stopped you. "Don't cover up, I want everyone to see that you are mine"

You inhaled sharply at his words and nodded obediently, wiping the color corrector off. You continued your routine silently under his stern gaze, mentally preparing yourself for where were you going to go.

Choosing a beautiful burgundy red dress, the silk material perfectly hugging your body. Its length was a little above the knees and it wasn't too tight either. For shoes, you chose a pair of black heel-less sandals, so you could run off them. You looked at yourself in the mirror and smiled. You didn't look too bad and you also matched with Diavolo. If it wasn't for the hickeys on your neck, you could say you were stunning.

"Darling, are you ready?" He said, offering his hand and you nodded, shyly taking it. In fact, you weren't shy; you were disgusted to touch this sick man in any way. But, for the sake of your health and the plan, you did it.

After a long, silent ride, you arrived at a luxurious restaurant. You assumed it had at least five starts since the entrance had a red carpet welcoming its customers. You had your arm wrapped around Diavolo and, when you peered a look at him, you tried to contain your shock. To say you were scared of him at the moment was an understatement. You knew he was a powerful man, but the way his power radiated off him made you shiver. He had a superior look on his face, his back straight and his chin up high. If it wasn't for your relationship with him, you would've fallen right there and then for him and you would be on your knees, ready to do whatever he wanted you to.

"Don't look so scared, it's only a facade. I have to be like this so they know who's the boss. Pft, not like they wouldn't." You heard the taller man say, but that didn't ease your anxiety. You knew what he was capable of and that made you question your plan. Who knows what he will do to you if you fuck up and he catches you. Shaking those thoughts away, you bite your lower lip and nod.

The moment you two enter the restaurant, the whole chattering falters. Everything went quiet, it was like he screamed at them to shut up, but he didn't. He just entered with you and went to his table, where some of his subordinates waited for him, his most trusted ones, you supposed.

Diavolo took a seat at the head of the table, gesturing you to take the one beside him. You did as you were told and the people there started talking. Nobody was talking to you, though. You wouldn't be surprised if you found out they weren't allowed to.

Minutes passed, taking small sips from your wine, you looked either at Diavolo or his teammates. "Darling, can I go to the bathroom?" You suddenly asked, touching his hand softly. He nodded, signaling one of his girl teammates to go to the bathroom with you, never interrupting his conversation. Fuck, well, that wasn't good. You and the unknown girl started going to the bathroom and she let you enter, waiting outside.

Sighing softly, you analyzed your surroundings. The only way outside, except through the door, was through a medium-sized window. And the only way to get there was to climb the wall. However, the bathroom was pretty small so you could successfully climb. You struggled to make as little noises as possible and got up there, starting to crawl your way out.

"Oi, everything good there?" You heard a feminine voice ask and your eyes widened. You forced out a "Yes", trying your best to sound as natural as possible while your stomach was pressed to the window's sill. A small hum was heard in response and you sighed relieved. You got out of the window and jumped down, scratching your knees in the process. When you wanted to go to the gate so you could climb it, you heard a loud sound coming from inside the bathroom. It sounded like a broken door. No way, why the fuck did he break the door?!

"Where are they, you incompetent fucker?!" You heard Diavolo's voice yelling at the girl. You gulped, almost feeling bad for her.

"I swear they were here two minutes ago!" She answered, her voice shaking. You decided to not listen to their conversation anymore and went back to running to the gate when you saw a guard. Your heart started to beat so fast that you thought it would leave your ribcage and sweat was rolling onto your forehead. Oh shit, why didn't you think about him having guards all over? You thought about sneaking around the guard, but soon realized it would be useless. You couldn't climb the gate with guards here, especially since they were looking for you. So, the only options left for you were: one, you hide in one of the bushes and wait until they thought you ran away and went out looking for you, or two, go back to Diavolo and accept your punishment. You chose the first one since the second one was straight-up stupid.

"Where are you, little one?" You heard Diavolo's voice muttering as he was walking around the zone you were hiding. He was suddenly incredibly calm, his tone much different from the raging one you heard half an hour ago. Your breath hitched and you placed a hand over your mouth to stop yourself from making any sounds that could attract him here. "Come out from wherever you are. I know you didn't get out, you aren't stupid enough to climb a gate with so many guards around. So, come out on your own before I find you. Because after all, we both know that you can run, you can hide, but when I get my hands back on you, you'll regret it."

He was talking so calmly as if he knew you were right next to him as if he knew you were listening to him, hiding in this stupid bush. You thought about surrendering again, but no. He was surely manipulating you, testing to see how weak you are. There's no way he could know you were here, you were 100% positive nobody saw you.

"Amore, come out on your own. Don't make this harder for me than it already is. I don't want to punish you too hard, but if you keep testing my limits, who knows what I'm going to do with you." He spoke again after a minute of silence, making you shiver in fear. 'Go away, please' you prayed, biting your own hand anxiously. Maybe somebody up there would finally hear your prayers and let you get away from this fucking monster.

"Fine, if that's what you want, don't say I didn't warn you." Diavolo sighed and he started walking away from the bush close to the one you were hiding in. You wanted to sigh relieved when you stopped hearing his footsteps hitting the soft grass, but a hand suddenly grabbed your hair and pulled you up. You screamed in pain and you let the tears that were threatening to spill out of your eyes a few seconds ago fall onto your cheeks. "There you are." He purred sensually in your ear, throwing you onto the grass next to the bush. "What did I fucking say about trying to run away?" He said and walked through the bush, not caring if he ripped his suit or not. You were heavily shaking, looking at him with glossy eyes and fat tears rolling down your cheek, ruining your makeup. "Come on, I don't have the whole night, ungrateful bitch." Diavolo snapped and grabbed your hair again.

"T-T-That if...I ever...t-try to do it...again y-you'll break my l-legs." You whispered, choking on your own tears, balling up your fists to try and steady yourself.

"That's right, oh, that's so right my dear doll. Now, I should keep my promise and break your legs. But I don't think that will be enough, will it?" He said, holding his head up by your hair.

"D-Diavolo, please. Please don't, I- I promise I will be good. Please don't hurt me." You cried out useless pleas, but he didn't seem to care. His hand let go of your hair, making you fall back onto the ground, hitting your head on the ground.

"It's like you're a broken record. You always tell me the same shit and you always do the same thing that brought you into situations like these. I really don't understand, do you like being in pain?" The boss spat, his body hovering over your body. You shook your head vigorously and he scoffed.

"I think it's time for you to get a real punishment."

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return-of-a-space-cowboy · 1 month

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🧚‍♀️ Anon here!

I have a few Fairytale ideas that I’d like to share to see your opinion on them and if their interesting or not (And some ideas from Movies)

Grim Yandere Tales

Hansel and Gretel (NO incest!): Reader is the mother who takes her children and runs from her abusive husband, with Leone and/or Bruno as the Witch (She adopted her children, who are Giorno, Narancia and maybe Trish)

Aladdin (I think you’ll like this): Reader is the street rat, Diavolo is the Sultan, Giorno and Bruno are visiting Royalty (Who plan to try and free Diavolo’s people either by killing him or taking his throne), Risotto is the sorcerer and Mista is the Genie

Thumbelina: Reader is a small human who was discovered by the Fairy Prince Bruno, only to be seen by Risotto/Doppio who’s either a normal human or a Dark Fae who wants her for himself

Movies

Dracula: Count Risotto and Bruno (With Reader being his fiancée)

Sleepy Hollow: Dio as the Headless Horseman

Corpse Bride: Not sure yet, what do you think?

Jekyll and Hyde: Either Diavolo and Doppio, Bruno and Risotto

Labyrinth: Risotto or Diavolo as the Goblin King

Legend: Diavolo as The Darkness with Doppio as his only way to go out in the sunlight, Reader is the Princess and Giorno is the hero who lives in the forest

I mentioned Diavolo, Bruno and Risotto a lot because there my favorites (It’s hard to stray from them)

I'm sorry I took so long to respond, been really busy lately packing.

I've actually had ideas for thumbelina and and corpse bride for a while now but never managed to get them written down so I'll cover those first

Thumbalina

I was thinking that Bruno would attempt to save darling. Thinking that they were another fae captured by a human. Darling explains the situation. It's revealed they're a fae who'd probably been taken far from their home. Bruno offers to take Darling back with him so they can be where they belong and get a pair of wings. Darling is hesitant on the idea and tells him they need a week to decide.

During that week two things could happen.

Another fae named doppio meets darling. Reader is unaware he's a dark fae, so when he asks them to help him and that he'll return them home straight after they agree non the wiser

Darling is discovered by Risotto after their mother leaves for an emergency and is quickly snatched away. Initially he's looking to sell them for money but soon starts to fall for them and decides to keep them for himself

Corpse bride

Honestly I think Fugo. He was born into a wealthy lifestyle but could not stand the family around him. Believed he'd found love but in reality it was all a set up that lead to his death.

Darling is forced into marrying into wealth but doesn't want to. Tries running away into the forest and comes in possession of the now cursed ring originally meant for that first love that causes him to awaken and subsequently gets trapped in the underworld.

Hansel and Gretel

Ok so reader initially ran and hid away in a town. During this she took in the three. Their upbringings similar to canon. Narancia is 10 and had an eye infection that Darling was trying to earn the money to treat. Giorno and Trish are 8.

After being found by their ex again they run in the forest in night. For what seems like hours they keep going until they find a house with a door wide open and lights on.

They all go inside and call out to the owner but no response. Darling would try to leave but it's evident that the kids are too tired to keep running. So Darling decides to tuck them into one of the beds and wait for the owner to explain, however they fall asleep shortly after.

Now it could be either or a poly situation with both.

Bruno would be more outwardly willing to help while Abbacchio though still helping would be a bit more stern.

Darling wakes up in the morning where they meet the house owner and explain the situation. They're offered the spare bedrooms to stay in. Darling initially refuses the offer as they have to keep running. The kids wake up and it's immediately noticed that narancias eye's swelling has reduced. And that is how Darling would be hooked into staying.

Aladdin

Darling and her family used to be farmers but after harsh heatwaves are left with little to nothing left and Diavolo the newly crowned sultan attempts to arrange a marriage with darling but due to their hatred of the new sultan they refuse. After stealing food from traders they're caught and imprisoned and Risotto confronts them. He explains that he too hates Diavolo and that if darling were to help him retrieve a powerful artifact that he would offer them enough riches to let their family live without working another day in their life when he takes over.

So darling agrees but only if he allows them ownership of a particularly expensive ring he has until he fulfills his end of the deal.

So darling helps Risotto grab the artifact, some old lamp that they don't see any purpose of. As they're about to leave Risotto attempts to help them escape but the floor caves beneath darling and they fall in and he leaves.

Awhile after darling is found by Giorno and Bruno who have ropes to help darling escape and bring them back into town. They reveal they're both royalty from another land who've come to try and establish a trade route. However upon entering town they're meet by Diavolo who quickly has darling arrested, telling them that they're luck they weren't attacked as they have a record of stealing from traders and the like. The lamp being left in the hands of the two.

Dracula

Bruno and darling come to transylvania after receiving a letter from count Nero who wants to relocate to London and help with selling the castle.

They arrive and discuss with the count. Bruno and darling discuss the state of the castle and come to the conclusion that sell to the count will be easy however it'd take some work to clean areas of the castle to get photos good enough to try and convince potential buyers.

They're warned not to leave the bedroom at night however one night darling hears a scream in the night. Bruno is still asleep so they investigate on their own. They encounter Risotto while he's feasting and is pretty much frozen in fear. The next morning Bruno finds that both his fiancee and the count are gone. Bruno investigates only to find a journal written by the count that reveals the truth.

Headless horsemen

(Have not watched sleepy hollow unfortunately)

Darling is an aspiring novelist who moves into a small town after getting inheritance. They hope that the local legends will fuel their inspiration. Locals warn them they shouldn't be outside at nightfall. They investigate one night and grabbed by who the locals refer to as the headless horseman and dragged into the thick fog.

Jekyll and Hyde

Bruno is a detective who is trying to solve a string of crimes connected to a mysterious Diavolo. Darling a close friend to both bruno and Doppio (though doppio and bruno are only acquainted) begins to get stalked and eventually kidnapped. Now Doppio needs to hide them away from investigators as if he doesn't Diavolo vow to ruin their lives.

Labyrinth

I'd probably say Diavolo is best for the role of Jareth. Honestly this one will probably be as close to the movie as it gets from me.

Legend

(Another one I unfortunately haven't see)

Giorno and darling are taking a stroll through the forest when all of a sudden the weather changes to a harsh snow storm and are separated. Darling stumbles across the scene of doppio and the unicorn, hearing what he says to himself they decide to follow the man back to the castle after hearing all that is needed they attempt to leave only to be caught by Doppio.

Originally locked in the dungeon she is eventually moved to a room in the castle and is free to wonder. Given various gifts with letters of proposal until Diavolo decides to meet her in person.

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