#dio x you

[dollwrites]

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader ( service top ), power bottom!dio, pegging, restraints, degradation, masturbation ( him ), all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 ∣ day eighteen [ dio brando + pegging ]

you could beg him all you wished.

you could scream and cry your please, masters until your throat was raw, and you choked on the dryness of your own mouth, but he still wouldn’t give you any pleasure. he was determined to make you suffer, and suffer you were doing, exactly.

Dio elicits a soft, throaty chuckle at your pitiful whimper, and he tilts his head to one side, peering down at you. “My, my, is my little possession feeling entitled, today?”

the visage of him hunkered down over you, knees spread wide and balancing on the balls of his feet, was driving you insane. your blurry eyeline trails along the slick, rubber cock that disappears as he descends upon it with a symphony of breathy grunting accompanying the action, and you’re so envious. he takes the fake phallus akin to the way that you usually take his cock, and even from your position, flat on the bed with your arms bound to together at the wrists above your head, you could see the way the pinkish ring clenched around the toy as he fucked it.

“I love that look on your face.” Dio swoons, wrapping one mighty fist around his cock and pumping in merciless, rapid-fire strokes, while his other palm rests on one knee, and he bounces up and down on the toy strapped to your groin. “That envious look. You hate to watch me have all the fun, don’t you?” your master muses, a devious grin etching his lips over sharp, pearly fangs. “What’s the matter? Do you hate me for not letting you feel good, too? Do you want to curse your master for it?”

“N-no, master…” you whine, laying your head to the side, watching him use you, before you added in a soft, pathetic tone, “I just… am begging for you to touch me, too. Or, a-at the very least, let me touch y-you—“ your eyes glue themselves to the way he jerked himself off; you could offer a much softer, warmer grasp. hell, you would even let him spit on your hands until they were dripping, that way your grasp felt more like your drooling cunt.

Dio’s brows screwed into a distasteful scowl as he huffs, and reaches out to plant his free hand on your chest, instead. the power and weight behind the movement is enough to knock the breath from your lungs, and you croak in response, eyelids fluttering. “Do you think me so weak, little fuck slave, that you could bat your eyelashes and pout, and I would give you exactly what you wanted?” he didn’t wait for an answer, sneering, he leans closer, his hips rocking back and forth as he takes to toy to its hilt, and moans in satisfaction. “You want so badly to feel pleasure, too, but your master has no use for your sloppy hole today. I want to get fucked,” his harsh words and the disregard he holds for your own ecstasy adds fuel to the wicked eroticism of this moment— of your master using you for his own gratification. “And, if I have to tie you to the bed and strap a fake cock on you in order to get what I want, I will do so. And you will thank me, once again, for the opportunity to please me; it is a privilege not many are gifted.” his abysmal, razor like fingernails scrape at your chest, dragging along one, hardened nipple, threatening to break your skin, and you shudder. “Because you, my little piece of meat, are little more than furniture to me.”

your eyes roll back at that.

why did your pussy clench when he compared you to furniture?

had Dio Brando truly broken you to the point of getting off for him, even as he demeaned you, and reduced you to nothing of worth?

you gargle a moan, your back arching as if in hopes to drive the dildo deeper into him, but his weight crashes down on you, pinning you in place. “Master!” you cry out, tears in your eyes, as your core weeps for his attention. a flick of his finger, at the very least, underneath the leather harness. “Please! I am going mad!”

“Fuckable furniture.” the rough pad of his thumb scrapes against the slit on his broad, pink tip, before he thrusts himself into his hand, gripping and moaning, swirling his hips to feel every inch of the cock jammed inside of him. Dio throws his head back with a happy grunt. “And furniture doesn’t fucking move. Furniture doesn’t beg for attention when it is owed none. Furniture is silent and subservient, dearest fucktoy.”

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[dollwritesarchive]

one of my favorite headcanons for dio is that he doesn't allow his darling to wear panties. maybe even forbids it. he just loves easy access <3

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader, dubcon, edging, fingering, little bit of degradation/humiliation because dio is and always will be a big meanie, almost blade play ( his sharp ass nails ), suggested past abuse / sexual conditioning ( from dio ), orgasm denial / control, all characters featured are 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ it’s always a good day when i get to write filth for the man, the myth, the legend: dio brando. do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. thanks for reading < 3

“Do you even have the faintest clue why panties are forbidden, pet?” Dio asks, without looking up from the book resting against his crossed knees. “Page.”

with your fingers trembling, you obediently flip the page he’s done reading, shaking your head with a muffled and shy, “Nn— Nn.” with the hemming of your skirt stuffed into your mouth, you’re forced to bite down on it and keep it in place, high and out of the way of your vampire lord’s malignant digits.

the room was icy cold, but you weren’t trembling because of that. your thighs were shaking and sticky from his constant, torturously slow stroking of your sex. the length of his finger slotting between your weeping folds to probe, and you clench around air with a timid whimper. then, his thick knuckle grazed in circles, until your back arched and you tried to ride it. he would, then satisfied with your desperation to be stretched open, drag the sharpest point of his dagger-like, abysmal nail to tease your tender clit, threaten to cut into you.

your body wants to jerk back, escape his cruel taunting, but you were trained much better than that. you stood as still as you could, with your knees bent inwards against each other so that they don’t buckle, and watch his hand disappear between your legs as he tenderizes your sex, and then reappear a few moments later, sticky with your essence.

“No?” he teases, quirking a brow, but his crimson eyes stay locked on the page he’s currently reading, “Of course not. Why should you? After all, does a lapdog understand why it is that her master smacks her muzzle for yapping too loudly? Or does she simply accept that to yowl incessantly will get her popped in her pretty, little face?” there were memories behind his metaphor— the scariest moments of your time with Dio, when you disobeyed or annoyed him. you, too, had found your cheek stinging from his massive palm making contact, and had been banished from his lap to sleep on the cold, hard stone floor for your insolence.

“Page.”

you turn to the next. and you nod to show that you understand: it didn’t matter if you knew why Dio put the rules in place that he did for you, all that mattered was that you obeyed them.

“But, I will tell you.” two fingers worm their way to spread your netherlips apart, and you mewl and grip bundles of chiffon with your teeth, saliva soaking through the fabric. “I will never allow you to wear panties because of this right here. How easy it is to edge your soft, warm cunt when she’s completely exposed. Vulnerable.” when you shudder at the sordid way each syllable rolls off his sinful tongue, you catch a peek at his impish grin, before he jabs his middle finger against your entrance, with just enough force to feel your canal try to welcome the digit in, but he doesn’t slip it inside.

“L—Lord D—Dio!” you cry, the need to feel him take you all but overwhelming and you careen against his hand, hoping to coerce his fingers inside, “P—pleeeethhh…” you mumble, slurred, through your makeshift gag.

“I will have your little cunt drooling and tender for me whenever I please. Like she is right now, so hungry for cock that you can hardly stay upright. Milking air, wishing, begging for me to fuck it. You want me right now, don’t you? You want nothing more than for me to hollow you out? Break your body and your mind with my cock?”

you nod fervently, eyelids heavy with lust from his words alone, and your hips twitch and wriggle, whining for him to do whatever he wanted to you.

his eyes turn up from the page, and stare at your visage, nearly convulsing on his palm, before his tongue scrapes over a pearly fang, one signature dimple visible in the candlelight as he croons. “How much longer can you take this teasing, I wonder? Minutes? Hours?” you were shaking your head, hot tears in the corners of your eyes, but he kept going, as if he enjoyed how nervous the idea of being edged for hours made you. how frightened it made you. “Or perhaps, I leave you soiled and needy now, and play with you every day following, you’ll wake up, tied to my bed, with me between your legs, sucking on your sugary cunt— bringing you right to the very cusp of orgasm and then snatching it away from you no matter how you beg and cry for a release, until you’re so sensitive that the very sound of my voice in the dark alone forces you to cum.” your eyes roll back, defeated and moaning pathetically as he pulls his hand back from between your hips. your jaw hangs slack; the skirt of your dress sagging back into a skewed version of its place, and Dio shoves his dripping fingers into your mouth instead, forcing you to taste just how badly you want him, pushing them deep until you gurgle and choke on them. “The possibilities to torment you are endless and exciting, my love, and that’s why you will never wear panties again. Turn the Page.”

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[jolyfics]

𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙮𝙡𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖

𝘋𝘐𝘖 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

summary: you, a vampire, try and find your long lost lover in Cairo

notes: i HATE HOW SHORT THIS IS makes me wanna cry. BUTTT i want friends, someone be my friend pls. also i’m gonna try write every day, i’ll get through my requests this week, then see how i get on

you had loved DIO for many years, so many you actually lost count at this point. you had fallen for him before he was ‘killed’ by that joestar. he turned you into a vampire before he went missing, and now that you had caught wind that he might not be dead? you were going to find him. wither it was the last thing you did.

over the years you had grasped a following, mostly humans who admired your immortality and a few vampires that you had turned who now serve you. they would be the ones who helped you.

you heard tell about him being in a casket, in Egypt. so that was the place you headed first, the trip was long, cold and tiresome, but eventually, you made it; and you could feel his presence more and more with each step you took.

the capital of Egypt, Cairo, was beautiful, the landmarks were gorgeous. how you wished you could see what it was like during the day; but alas, you had a job to do. Cairo felt closer to him, you presumed he resided here, though you had no clue where. you relied on the feeling of him near.

one night, you sat under the moon, the moon had comforted you for decades, when you were alone. “my darling” you whipped your head around, there he was. DIO. he had found you. “DIO!” you ran up to him, you slotted right into his body, like the two of you were meant to be.

“i was looking for you, my love” you spoke, looking up to your now found lover. he gave you a nod, “i know, i could feel you” his hands traveled down to your waist, while yours traveled up around his neck. he leaned down and placed his lips against yours. for what felt like centuries, you were now reunited with your lover. the only man you could ever love, the two of you will now rule together

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[sparda-ly]

dio x (intovert) reader

note: i sincerely apologise to the anon that wrote this request! i deleted it by accident, and i don't remember exactly what you wrote, so please let me know if i messed up anything! this is slso very rushed, and yes i can see how badly it is written. i will update it once i have some free time, i promise. once again, i'm very sorry 😞

warnings: none

you didn't really have a lot of friends, maybe one or two, you weren't particularly a "people" person, however, you were kind and polite

you blended in with people, you didn't really stand out from the crowd, just a normal girl who doesn't really socialise unless nessecary

however dio noticed you

despite his fake arrogant extroverted personality, dio often found himself needing a break from everyone.

and you, you were perfect.

beside you he could actually relax and let his guard down

you guys could sit in silence for 7 hours, and then talk like it was nothing

he loved how you didn't talk to a lot of people, his jealous and possessive side definitely was jumping up and down from joy

the whole school was shocked when they heard the news about you guys dating

it probably was the most interesting and unexpected thing that ever happened in the shithole

it was most likely dio who told everyone you're together, knowing the prideful mf he is

while some students were only confused, other were quite... envious

knowing that the introvert girl who always sits at the back of the class and no one literally notices, managed to get the famous dio brando, who every girl had dreamt about at least once

they didn't however know that it is him who is the lucky one

his personality and behaviour is very hard to understand, however just being around you made him open up

your mere present brought him comfort, something that he hasn't felt in years

and he was forever grateful for that

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[with3r3dflow3r]

Caught in the act - Dio x Reader (NSFW)

Summary: Thinking Dio, your master, is away, you're masturbating on his bed and rutting on his pillow. You quickly, however, find that's far from the truth.

Reader is afab.

1635 words of pure horniness

CW: Masturbation, fingering, oral (receiving), overstimulation, biting & blood drinking- like come on, he is a VAMPIRE

Inspired by this GEM

https://arvandus.tumblr.com/post/652504841642475520/icarus-overhaul-x-freader

🔞 NSFW, MINORS DNI! 🔞  

You shouldn't have been doing this.

You shouldn't have been doing this and you knew it.

Yet here you were, doing it.

"Dio... A-ah!"

You had absolutely no excuses but, even so, you were in Dio's chamber. Alone. Without permission. On his bed. Naked. Pleasuring yourself. Using his very own pillow to create the friction you so much desired between your legs.

Every part of your current actions were screaming "forbidden" but their scandalous nature only turned you on more.

More, you wanted more.

The vampire's natural scent permeated the entire room. Having your head pressed into his pillow- half to muffle your whines and half to smell him more, tricking yourself into thinking he was there- was intoxicating, to say the least.

You rubbed your crotch on the soft material and dragged your fingers in and out of your core with unparalleled vigor. Letting out moan after moan and sweating all over, you were getting close. You held your eyes closed, picturing your Lord was the one bringing you pleasure. His image in your mind was all it took to push you over the edge.

"Ohh, Dio.. Fuck."

You collapsed on your stomach, trying to calm your staggered breathing.

You could imagine in graphic detail the consequences of getting caught but it didn't phase you in the slightest- and in a way that terrified you. It was almost like you wanted to get caught. Like you wanted your Lord to see you in such a state.

With that, you couldn't help yourself. You once again began to drag your clit against his pillow, further coating it in your juices. You arched your back in bliss, giving a show to a nonexistent audience.

Or so you thought.

"What do you think you're doing, darling?"

The whole world went still and your blood froze in your veins. You had no feeling of your lower body- apart from your ever-aching pussy. The very subject of your sexual fantasies, Dio, had caught you in the act. 

You had served him for long and were never one to disappoint. He had even gone as far as calling you his "favorite servant" on occasion- your heart fluttered at the memories. Perhaps, he'd kill you without humiliating you too much in return-

"If I'm not mistaken, I asked you something."

You gulped; your throat was dry.

"How... long have you been here?"

"Does it even matter? Answer me." 

Fair point.

"I... I'm sorry m-my Lord-"

"Look at me when you're speaking." His tone was as cold as it could be, demanding, but it was nothing less than the greatest melody you'd ever heard.

You meekly gazed at Dio from behind your shoulder. Though it remained unspoken, he found eroticism in your timidness; like an exquisite dish that was being handed to him with trembling hands.

"Please forgive me, Lord Dio. I know it's wrong but... but I couldn't control myself!!" You blabbered breathlessly, "So I'm b-begging you, don't ki-"

"Hmm," He hummed and you could have sworn he sounded bored, if not for the dangerous glint in his eye and his fang showing from his upward-curled lip. "Where are you manners, (y/n)? I don't remember telling you to stop."

"Excuse me?" you felt light-headed.

"You're not one to leave a job unfinished, are you? So go on, come for me."

You couldn't believe your ears. Dio had just- he had just asked you to...

"But- but... Dio!" You protested, your cheeks flaring. He couldn't be serious, right? Right?

"This is an order." His tone was non-wavering, definite. 

Wrong.

You sighed, ready to submit to his desires. What Dio wanted, Dio would always get and you weren't one to defy him- not now, not ever. It was't like you didn't want to continue what he had interrupted, anyway. Shutting your eyes and sliding your hand between your legs, you tried to focus only on the sensations you blessed yourself with, ignoring the intimidating presence behind you.

It was silent, save for the sound of your fingers dipping in and out of your folds, your heavy breathing and the occasional whine. You were purposefully being more quiet than usual- than moments before- for reasons obvious enough.

"Naughty, aren't you, my (y/n)? Making a mess on my bed, on my pillow." 

'My (y/n).'

You jolted at his low voice- at his choice of words, his sudden possessiveness- and the feel of his lips on the back of your ear, suddenly feeling all the more aware of the juices running down your upper thighs. You hadn't noticed him approaching you.

He was so close, pressing his warm, bare chest on your also bare back as you were working yourself.

So close yet not close enough.

He started kissing the tender flesh of your neck and soon your orgasm washed over you for the second time that night.

"Mm good girl," He hummed and you could feel his member pressing harder on your ass. "Again."

"What?" you whipped your head back in shock, "But I just.. I'm still sensitive-!"

Dio ground his hips against you for an answer, leaving you no choice but to turn back to your abused clit.

This time he was kind enough to help you reach your peak. Snaking his hands under your shirt, teasing and squeezing your breasts for all they're worth while licking and sucking at the side of your neck, his assistance was much appreciated.

As you were reaching your peak, it hit you; after your every orgasm, Dio would aid you more and more.

With a particularly hard bite on your skin, you came undone- again- with a moan, your whole body shuddering.

"You know," Dio began, stroking the top of your head, "I had been waiting for this moment. I could have taken you whenever I pleased but it's more rewarding seeing you break. It took you long enough."

He... wanted to see you like this? Dio, who could and would have whoever he wanted, craved for you in particular? This revelation was flattering, to say the least.

"Me too!" You said with a little more enthusiasm than intended, feeling the embarrassment creep in at once. "I had been fantasizing about you touching me for so long, my Lord. So, if you please..." you turned around and looked up at him with those innocent eyes- as if you hadn't just now begged for absolute filth; god forbid! You, innocent?- and bit your lower lip.

Dio laughed and dug his head to whisper in your ear, his hot breath fanning all over the side of your face.

"Since you're asking so nicely, I might as well indulge you."

With a push to your chest, you found yourself laying back on the bed, cold silk sheets contrasting the warmth radiating off both your bodies.

His generosity, however, didn't come without a price.

The vampire dragged his fangs across your skin, making goosebumps rise on their way, as if to prepare you for what was to come, in case his hunger-filled gaze wasn't self-explanatory. Without warning, he let his teeth sink in your soft flesh. From there on, there was no return. He continued biting down on you; ravenously, voraciously, insatiably. He was considerate enough not to actually drink from you, only break your skin and lap up the emerging blood, making you jolt in a mix of pain and pleasure. 

 Completely helpless and feeling giddy, your ragged breathing was the only thing you could do, but you wouldn't have it any other way. 

 After what felt like forever, Dio's hand finally found its way between your legs, at last rewarding you for being so obedient, and your breath hitched in your throat; his fingers were considerably larger than yours, reaching places inside of you you couldn't even dream of doing yourself. It made you so much more impatient for what would likely come next.

 He set a pace that had you whimpering and shuddering with every one of his movements. He alternated from going agonizingly slow to ramming his digits in you, all while stimulating your (swollen) clit with his thumb, making you lose your mind and any composure you had maintained until then. It was a wonder you didn't rip the sheets with how you were clutching on them.

It had only been a few minutes and you were about to burst.

"Right there! A-ah, Dio, I'm going to-"

He pulled his hand away, right when you needed him the most.

You were about to complain when you realized. Your eyes blew wide in want as you watched him in a daze lowering his head towards-

"Ngh!" he dragged his warm tongue from your hole, all the way up to your clit, proceeding to suck on it and flick it mercilessly with his tongue; you couldn't stop your legs from trembling. You curled your fingers around his golden locks, tugging on them, leading him on.

Watching him focusing solely on your pleasure, having control yet serving you, was such an intimate sight. You finished in his mouth, writhing under him and heart swelling with contentment.

You closed your eyes, laying breathless on his bed. When you opened them again, he was still hovering over you, his lustful gaze ever-present.

You gave him a weak smile, your heart racing with both fear and anticipation.

"Am I going to die after all?"

His shoulders began shaking and soon, his deep laugh reverberated throughout the room. He gave your cheek a tender kiss, pulling down his pants. If these actions alone didn't make your heart skip a bit, his following words certainly did. Words that signalled the night was far from over.

"Only a little, my dear. Only a little more." [1]

   [1]Reference to "le petit mort", a French expression meaning "the sensation of post orgasm as likened to death".

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[xsmutreadersx]

They go like "I can change him 🥺🤞" and then it's Dio Brando 💀

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[bits-and-babs]

((☁️)) + 10 + Pedro Pascal as Shane 'Dio' Morrissey. He's such a little rat bastard, I imagine him aged up, of course, probably after he gets out of prison? Somewhere in his 40's.

((You're so nice, wah I tried to look and couldnt find it like a dummy, so so sorry about that!))

“𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝?”

pairing: Shane ‘Dio’ Morrissey x f!Reader

warnings: 18+ you nasties. Masturbation, exhibitionism, echoes of Dio’s god complex!

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“F-Fuck-“ you choke out, tears welling in your eyes as you bury your hand in your panties and finally give in to the throbbing need between your thighs.

24 hours. You only had to wait another 24 hours and Dio would be home, but you’re burning for him already, desperate for some friction against your neglected clit. His parole meeting was tomorrow, and his lawyer was certain that it would be granted. Years of behavioural therapy and positive steps left the board with no choice.

The promise of his hands and lips in yours, his voice in your ear whispering what he’d do to you. His letters he sent you during incarceration were filthy— you knew he intended to keep his promises.

Whimpering softly, you rock your aching clit against the heel of your palm in the darkness. You can feel it, the creeping crescendo of your orgasm ebbing at the edges of your mind.

“So, it looks like you’ve betrayed me,” a rumbling voice sounds from the doorway of your bedroom, shocking you out of your impending bliss as you sat up quickly against the mattress. Your wide eyes fall on Dio, leaning against the doorframe and crossing his arms over his chest. He looks odd like this, without his piercings. The holes had closed back up after years without them. Grey litters his black hair, fine lines and creases by his eyes.

“I-“ you choke, and Dio raises his finger in warning.

“Did you miss feeling me around you so much that you’ve resorted to your hand? Hmm?” He coos, and you can feel your face burn under his gaze. You watch his hand drift down his sternum, palming himself through his trousers. “Parole meeting was pushed forward. Got to come home early.”

Oh…

“Well, don’t stop on my account. If you ache for me, prove it.”

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[pfpanimes]

⌕ jojo’s bizarre adventure - dio brando.

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[tasteofgummies]

Living with them #1 [PB]

CW: obsession, manipulative behavior

If you're under 16 please dni

Jonathan Joestar

>Ever since you appeared on his dreams for the first time, he knew you were the one for him

>He's the one who has a hardest time adjusting to new technologies

>And don't get me started on meme culture, he'll never get it

>Please don't leave him alone if you have your card information saved, he'll forget it's not his Joestar money anymore and spend your money on trinkets

>He does his absolute best to help you out around the house, even if he's bad at it

>He's sad when he doesn't do a good job, even when you aren't mean about it

>"Oh, I need to sweep the floors" you said, something so innocent, yet he felt so sad:(( he already did that, can't you tell?

>He won't tell you, he'll just sulk around

>When you were just visions, Dio used to bully him about his crush on you

>"Huh, so you really think someone like them would pick you? Don't make me laugh Jojo, you're an idiot" —Said Dio, who also was developing a crush on you

>Thrives off your attention, whether is a brief smile, or a full on conversation, he's thinking about it all day long

>Feels so giddy when you "protect" him and tell Dio he's being too mean to him, finally! Someone who believes him over his brother! Not even his father does that

>But you're different, you truly appreciate him

>He can feel a little homesick, but then thinks it's only a matter of time before he's back, so it's fine

>Wait, it's not fine, that means it's only a matter of time before he has to leave you...

>Let's not think about that!

>Has a good relationship with your cat

>Since they don't have documentation to prove they exist in this, they can't get "real" jobs

>But he offers his clothes and jewelry to you as a mean of payment, you got enough money to buy groceries for a couple months plus two mattresses for them

>He wishes he could sleep next to you, but he would never say it

>So scandalous! You're not even betrothed to one another and he's having these thoughts...

>As a whole, he's a good roomie, doesn't overstep any boundaries, helps around, and doesn't break or steal anything, 8/10

Dio Brando

>When you appeared in visions, he believed you a deity, a saint, a powerful mage, even a demon, reaching out to him

>Definitely not a single [age]-something having a 9 to 5 job and a cat

>Unlike Jonathan, who's oblivious, he knows he wants you

>He can't figure out his feeling quite yet, but he knows you have something he wants for himself, and he can't allow that Joestar to just go and take it from his hands

>He's honestly so dangerous even outside his turf

>Let's all remember that before the stone mask and before The World, what always made Dio powerful was how charming he was

>He watches Phantom Blood behind your back to know exactly what kind of image you would have of him based on the contents

>He was not pleased

>Now he knows you won't be as easily manipulated

>He performs flawlessly around the house, but never asks for your praise

>He wants it, but he wants to appear as the most "down to earth" option, contrary to Jonathan's carelessness

>He's intending to have a "villain redemption arc" and a "roommates to lovers" situation happen, as they call it (yes, he has been researching common romance tropes, not because he likes you, it's just it's easier to have you under control if you're in love with him, that's all -liar-)

>Won't get a job, just no

>Isn't a natural at the new technologies, but it's notably better than Jonathan

>Won't pull a Danny on your cat, but he doesn't love them, they're in a constant silent war

>He was the one who saw you first, that got to feel your presence first, is only fair you would pay attention to him instead of his buffoon of a "brother"

>He will manipulate you by making you think he's slowly warming up to you, acting cold and crass at first, only to then surprise you with small acts of tenderness

>Since he knows he's defeated in his universe, he doesn't want to go back until he has learned a couple things

>Is still deciding whether or not he'll use you to increase his power and leave you, or take you with him to his world, as a living trophy

>in roomie material, a solid 7/10, as a yandere, I wish you luck

#my bizarre current living situation #jjba headcanons #jojo headcanons #jjba x reader #jjba #jonathan joestar x reader #jjba jonathan #jonathan joestar x you #phantom blood x reader #jojo x reader #dio x reader #dio x you #dio brando headcanons #dio brando x reader #dio brando jjba #jjba dio x reader #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #yandere jojo #yandere jojo x reader #yandere Jonathan Joestar #yandere dio #yandere dio brando

[sovereignjojoz]

How they’d react if their kid told them they have a boyfriend/girlfriend/crush.

Featuring: Rohan and Dio.

Warnings: readers position is ambiguous, fluff, crack.

Notes- Dio should’ve had a daughter too idc!!!! All kids are age 4. I had originally written others too but they got DELETED when I put it in my tumblr drafts, so I’ll rewrite them later.

Dio

“Hello father. Hi daddy!”

Dio glanced up from his book upon hearing Giorno and Baby Brando walking into the room. Giorno entered his peripheral vision first as baby Brando held his hand, skipping alongside him.

He closed his book and leaned back in his plush throne, “hello children,” He skimmed the room quickly, “where are your other brothers?”

Giorno shrugged in response to his latter question, “don’t know, I only walk home with her,” he gestured to baby Brando, “since she’s the youngest.”

He hummed.

“And school?”

“It was fine.” Giorno sighed, adjusting baby Brando’s school uniform collar as she smiled up at her coolest big brother, “oh and I’m going to Mista’s house in five minutes.”

Dio raised an eyebrow, “To do what? Why wasn’t I notified prior.”

Giorno clicked his tongue, his father was so nosey. “Just because. It’s not a big deal I go there every week anyway.” Giorno walked to the door, “anyway I’m leaving now, bye.”

Dio scoffed, pre-teens were so sassy, he wished all his kids could just stay at the age where they were cute and docile.

Baby Brando jumped on the couch, shoes still on, and opened the window, hanging out so she could see Giorno.

“Bye Giogio! Love you!”

Baby Brando’s eyes widened as dio lifted her up and placed her on his shoulder.

He held her securely by placing his hand on her back, “Don’t do that.”

Baby Brando smiled toothily at him, “Okay daddy!”

Dio brought her forward, hanging her upside down by her legs, “why are you so happy today stinks?” He eyed her suspicions.

Baby Brando giggled from the weird motion, squirming, causing a heart shaped chocolate to fall out of her school dress pocket.

“Because someone gave me a chocolate today in school!”

Dio’s face contorted into disgusted. What vile vermin was giving confession candy to his daughter? As if he (or her brothers for that matter) would ever allow them near her.

Dio put her down, causing her to look up at him adoringly. “Who?”

“Umm! I dunno his name! Think it started with a j but he said he really really really really loves me and I was like huh really!” She slapped her hands on her cheeks, re-enacting the scene for her father, making sure to capture the full dramatic effect of what happened.

His frown deepened, “Really?”

“Uh huh!”

Dio bent down to his daughter’s eye-level, partially smirking “shall I eat him?” He said with a guise of seriousness.

Baby Brando couldn’t believe he just said that! She covered her mouth with her hands and gasped, “daddy no! That’s bad!”

Dio snickered and lightly pulled on her blonde pigtails, “then no boyfriends.”

“Okay…”

Rohan

“Daddy Daddy!” Baby Rohan kicked her school shoes off and ran into the mangaka’s study.

His eyes flickered to the green haired girl, “Hm.”

“Look!” She came to stand in-between his legs and proudly held up a colourful piece of paper, a little bit too close to his face. “That’s me, and that’s you and that’s the cat and that’s mama!”

Rohan put his pen down and examined the drawing slightly closer, in actuality it was all scribbles yet even so he’d be framing it in his study.

“Wow, very good.” He pulled her to sit on his lap so he could resume his work, “when did you make this.”

“Today, at Josuke’s house…” she blushed.

Rohan clicked his tongue, yes, he had to send his sweet girl to that imbecile’s house yet it wasn’t of his own will, he had an important deadline coming up and his partner was at work, to say he was very reluctant to let Josuke babysit would be an underst- wait. Rohan closed his eyes, he had to have been seeing incorrectly because there’s no way he saw what he thinks he just saw.

Did baby Rohan just blush at Josuke’s name?

“Did you have fun at…Josuke’s.” He tested.

“Yes!” Baby Rohan nodded vigorously, “he’s so cool and fun!” She added, her flush deepening.

No way. Rohan’s mouth hung agape in disbelief as he pulled Baby Rohan closer to him. What did he do!

“Um daddy are you okay?” Baby Rohan asked concerned, poking his cheek.

“Yes, I’m fine.” He was so done with Josuke, when he next see him he ought to-

Ding dong.

Still irritated, Rohan dragged himself to the door, who could have even been at the door this time, it was almost 9pm!

“Hey Rohan I-”

Slam!

“Jojo!” Baby Rohan gasped, “Daddy open the door don’t be mean!”

Rohan opened the door the tiniest milli-fraction, “what.” He glared at the young jojo.

“Hi jojo!”

“Hi!” He reached to pinch the young girls cheek however Rohan was faster. He put up a finger warning him.

“Don’t.” He grit his teeth, “you know what Josuke. Take five steps back and maintain this distance.

Josuke looked befuddled but did as told anyway, “umm okay?” He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, “anyway I left my wallet here the other day can I just-”

“Don’t take a single step in here.” He couldn’t come in and contaminate the house.

“I can get it!” Baby Rohan beamed.

“No.”

Rohan brashly grabbed the wallet and chucked it towards him. “Next time be more aware.”

“Thanks-!”

Slam!

#jjba x reader #jojo x reader #rohan x reader #dio x reader #dio x you #Rohan x you #sovereignjojoz #jjba fluff #I made myself chuckle with this one #dio’s probably a good dad but like also a mean tease if ygm #and Rohan is Rohan and we love him for it

[nicherayyy]

Yandere Dio x Fem!Reader Phantom Of The Opera AU oneshot

bc I re-watched this musical again.

A/N: sorry for this being so short, I'm just feelin' lazy

Even if you debuted not so long ago, you could definitely be called an England's treasure. Not every century has creatures with such a wonderful voice.

That's why everything has to be perfect today. Not only are you performing in the country's main opera house today, but your fiancee Jonathan will finally be able to attend a performance.

Even if you were sure of tonight's success, you still continued to nervously twirl in front of the mirror in your dressing room. Your snow-white dress made you look like an angel but still, something was missing. Some detail with which you can make yourself look even better. It's your blessing and your curse, always trying to look at your best.

Finally, moving away from the mirror, you began to look around the dressing room. As an opera singer, you had a huge amount of jewellery. Flower crowns, necklaces, earrings, you name it.

Looking through all your drawers, you became even more frustrated. Nothing matched your look so far.

"Looking for something?", you suddenly heard behind you. You covered your mouth to keep from screaming out of surprise and turned to see the intruder. Whoever it was, you weren't in the mood for a conversation.

It was a strange man. Quite nicely dressed, actually. A well-ironed suit and a black coat only added to his elegance. The only thing that seemed weird was the mask that covered half of his face.

Neither of you spoke for a few seconds, staring into each other's souls. Everything got to the point that this pause began to seem rather uncomfortable. The stranger seemed to be waiting for you to start the conversation.

"How did you get here, sir?", you awkwardly stepped back facing him.

"My, you seemed frightened, my angel", he, as if not hearing your question, began to approach you. The tension in the room began to grow, and the air became too suffocating. Without understanding why, you urgently wanted to leave the room. As far away as you can from him.

You didn't even notice how your back was against the wall, but the man still continued to close the distance between you. He seemed to enjoy your fear.

"If you come closer I'll scream", you threatened, your voice now pitched and pathetic. It was harder and harder to keep eye contact with him.

"Oh, my little angel is trying to look scary, how cute", he smirked. The distance between you is now gone. You were already preparing for the worst when you saw him reaching into his coat pocket.

You were already preparing for the worst when you saw him reaching into his coat pocket. You tried not to think about what would happen now, until suddenly you felt something in your hair.

A red rose.

You looked at the stranger with undisguised surprise. What was he doing?

"You'd better hurry, you don't want to miss out on the stage, do you?", he cupped your cheek, looking at you adoringly.

You were about to answer when he let go of you.

Without waiting any further you immediately headed for the dressing room exit. You urgently need to calm down, you can't go on stage tense, you need to-

"Until we meet again, darling", you heard him musing behind you. Who is he anyway? And how dare he invade your space like that? Oh how you hoped you won't meet this man again.

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[dollwrites]

ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴇʙ, ɪ’ᴍ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ! ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ᴅɪᴏ ʙʀᴀɴᴅᴏ

𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 ∣ MINORS DNI!! this is a teaser for my newest dio fic !! that is exclusively for my patreon members <3 this fic and others are accessible through the falcon tier ( $5 a month )

“Did I tell you to freeze up like a scared, little rabbit?” Dio hissed, and something from his bedside table clattered to the floor directly after. you didn’t have to look to know that he’d batted something on to the floor in order to force you to move closer to his bed. “Are you so sensitive?”

“N—no, sir,” you tremble, stumbling over to the side of the bed with your eyes pinned to the floor. you come upon his rugby trophy laying by your feet, and as you reach down to retrieve it, one of his hands slips underneath your skirt. “Master?!” all of the breath seems to be sucked from your lungs as his thick fingers worm their way beneath your cotton panties and dig into the supple, vulnerable flesh of your ass. “What are you doing?!” you consider jerking back, squirming out of his grip and running away, but his voice is low and husky as it stops you.

“Stand still, let me feel what you’re hiding under that frumpy, little dress you always wear.” as he speaks, his fingers explore further, gripping handfuls of your ass cheek before slipping between your thighs. they tighten together as if that could keep the man from invading your core, but it doesn’t. his fingertips poke and prod along the trail between your netherlips, gathering slick upon them with a low growl. “Sloppy wet already? I’ve barely touched you.”

READ MORE ON PATREON !

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[dollwritesarchive]

Can I request dio, mindbreak, and you're the cutest when you're fucked all the way out 💖

i am screaming minus the s i love him so much. part three dio fits this soooo well 😵‍💫 thanks for the request bubs!!

for doll’s bizarre birthday blurbs !!

cw : smut ( minors dni ), mindbreak & mentions of sexual conditioning / manipulation, dio’s follower!reader so power imbalance, overstimulation mention, creampie, cum marking, dio being a menace

“Look at you, fighting the losing battle.” Dio would’ve chuckled, had his mouth not been twisted in a pleasured grimace. you certainly looked pathetic, and he liked it. “You’re trying to keep it together, aren’t you?” you try to nod, whining hapless and incoherent, and then he does laugh. “Don’t.” he barks, gruff, one hand raining a hard swat against the underside of your thigh. “You know I think you’re the cutest when you’re fucked all the way out.”

crumbled on the floor, your shoulders your only contact for supporting the rest of you, your chin had previously been forced into your chest so you could witness your own decimation, but you had recently traded it to allow your head to roll around on the floor, eyes glassy and unfocused. Dio had one, massive foot on the back of your right calf, pinning it parallel with your head on the cold, stone floor, and he held the other in a tight grip, keeping you spread wide for him even after you’d cum so many times your psyche started to fracture.

“Who’s my favorite braindead, little fuckhole?” he coos, content to taunt you in this dazed state. it was getting him off.

your eyelids flittered, a drunken half smile teasing your lips, and you somehow found the words within a breathless mewl, “I— I am, Lord Di—Dio…“ it was an easy role to fall into, serving him. becoming his property to use as he desires and discard when he bores of you ( though, you were determined never to bore him ). and Dio had pounded the sentiment into you over and over; your purpose was his pleasure and nothing else.

you were amazed, in awe, of just how virile Dio was. he’d been at it for hours, fucking the brains out of your head, twisting you up in any position he wanted, and he’d cum, too. it had to be at least three times, if your full belly and the spurts of alabaster that bubble out of you with each, brutal thrust of his herculean hips was any indication. the creamy cocktail of both of your releases coats his cock, too. if your eyes could focus, you’d watch it slide in and out of you, and feel butterflies in your tummy when you took every inch. you were driven especially mad when he probed deep, because you could see the shape of him pressing against your belly button, and feel him throbbing in your guts.

Dio exhales, pulling himself free from your body with a sickening pop, your canal gripping him so tightly that you’re surprised he could even withdraw. and just in time, because his fourth release drizzles over your sex, dribbling down over your belly. “And to think, I almost sent you out to fight for me,” golden locks wild, he tilts his head to one side, smearing his twitching cock head between your tender netherlips, rubbing over your swollen clit just to watch you whimper and squirm. he drops your leg, which falls forward, mirroring its twin. “I would’ve wasted your true potential as my breathing sex doll.”

you’re panting, babbling nonsensically, but you reach up with shaking hands and spread your sex without being told to. a true, broken whore, you brandish your destruction.

Dio grins, watching as more of his spunk oozes out each time you clench around air.

“But you like this arrangement so much better, yes?” he asks, worming two, thick fingers into you— pushing his releases deeper inside. you moan, weak and submissive, nodding before he’s even finished asking the question. “You much prefer being your lord’s sloppy toy?”

nodding again, you bite down on your lip. you can’t say no to him. you couldn’t even consider it. “I— live to serve you how—however I can, Lord Dio…”

Dio chortles. “That’s exactly what I like to hear.”

#dio brando x you #dio brando x reader #dio brando smut #dio brando #dio brando imagine #dio #dio smut #dio x reader #dio x you #jjba smut #jjba x you #jjba x reader #jjba #jojo’s bizzare adventure x reader #jojo’s bizarre adventure smut #jojo’s bizarre adventure x you #jojo’s bizarre adventure

[ravenzeppeli]

Stained Red Prequel - Before The Pain |Yandere DIO x Reader Fluff|

Warning: strong language, threats. MA.

      Your red high heels clicked against the hardwood floor gently as you carried two empty wine glasses in one hand, the other hand gripping a wine bottle. You wore a tiny little black dress, the dress hugging all of your curves perfectly.

       You entered Dio's room without knocking - it was now the room that the two of you shared together. "Master?" You called out, closing the door behind you. You sat the wine down next to his bed. It was dark in the room. Only a faint light glowed next to the bed from the single white candle. "Are you in here?"

      You let a gasp escape your lips as you felt cool hands wrap around your waist, pulling you into the familiar large form of your lover.

      "You've kept me waiting for a long time, and that greatly displeases me," his velvet voice called out as he dropped his lips to your ear. "That's very naughty of you, and I also saw that secret conversation you had with dear old Hol Horse. Asking about who the Joestars are." He squeezed your hips tighter.

       You let a low gasp escape your lips, shocked that he found out. Dio never informed you of much. He liked to keep you as clueless as possible in case you had some moral compass. He didn't want to lead you away from his arms. Despite the power he had, he still wanted to keep your feelings towards him true.

      "I keep having to be upset with you, and I don't want to keep getting upset with you. I've been too lenient with you; I suppose that this is all my fault." He let his arms drop from your waist, but he kept his body pressed up against you. You could feel his dark yellow irises on you as his hot breath tickled your ear lightly. "What do you want me to tell you?"

      "Who... who are the Joestars? Where did you get that scar on your neck?" You asked him, trembling softly as you waited for a reply. You hoped not to upset him, for him to keep calm.

      Dio spun you around, gently pushing you to sit on the edge of his bed. "How can I trust you not to leave me? What if the truth casts your love away from me?" He asked, standing in front of you as he placed his palm on top of your head, carefully rubbing your head. "I'll never let you leave me."

      "I know that you are an evil guy, but I don't mind. I love you, and my feelings are true. Until the end, I am by your side," you told him. Though deep down you were a little uncertain but you pushed that feeling aside, casting it away.

      "I wouldn't call it evil, just misunderstood." He removed his hand, sitting next to you as he wrapped his strong arm around you. "I am about to tell you a very long story, buckle up."

                              🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸

        "Do you still love me?" Questioned Dio as he stared straight ahead, not making eye contact with you. He had told you everything from start to finish without leaving a single detail out.

      You were honestly both shocked and terrified, but you shook that feeling away. You loved him, and he loved you - he would protect you from all harm, and you should be thankful. Right? "Yes, I still love you. Thank you for telling me everything."

       "Now that all of this is over, I do believe that you are due for a punishment. You went behind my back, and worst of all, you spoke to Hol Horse. I'm upset," he spoke softly as he stood up. "But I don't know how I should punish you.. do you have any ideas?"

"I don't want to be punished, I was simply just curious and too afraid to personally ask you." You hardly asked Dio anything personal, always being much too terrified to ever ask him anything.

       He shrugged his massive bare shoulders, walking over to you as he wrapped his fingers around your neck, pressing his smooth lips against yours. As he pulled away, he smirked down at you. "I never thought that I- Dio would have such a soft spot for a mere human, but here you are, proving me wrong for the first time in my 122 years of existence."

You let a gentle blush appear on your cheeks as you looked into his cat-like gold eyes. His smirk shifted into a soft smile as he pulled away from you, reaching in his black pants pocket as he kept eye contact with you. He pulled out a shiny diamond ring, holding it up to you. "Y/N.. be my fiancé. When I defeat the Joestars, we will then marry, and on our wedding night, I will turn you into a vampire."

      "Okay," you whispered, tears filling your eyes as he slipped the ring delicately on your finger. This was.. it was so beautiful. The fact that he planned to turn you into a vampire the first night that you lay husband and wife slipped your mind as you stared at the ring with soft eyes, clearly touched that he proposed to you.

       This was a rare moment when you got to see the more softer side of Dio Brando, the side that he so desperately tried to hide as if he was ashamed of loving someone other than himself. "You are my fiancé now.. you don't have to call me master anymore. You can just call me any nickname you can think of."

      "Kitten," you quickly spoke, a smile appearing on your lips as you giggled lightly. You haven't laughed in so long.. you don't remember the last time that you actually laughed at something.

       Dio rolled his golden eyes, a chuckle escaping his lips. "Do I look like a kitten to you? If anything, you are the kitten," he spoke softly, wrapping his massive arms around you, pulling you into his freezing bare chest. "Just.. I'll ask you again in 24 hours. How about we drink some wine and celebrate our engagement a little? I can run us a hot bath." He combed his sharp nails gently through your soft hair, chin resting on that top of your head.

       "That sounds good," you softly replied back, burying your head in his cool chest as you wrapped your arms around him. "My love."

      "I like that.. you may call me that in private," he whispered in your ear, lifting you up and throwing you over his shoulder. "Let's get in that bath.. I can wash your hair for you."

     You blushed fiercely as a giggle yet again escaped your lips. "That sounds perfect." You loved him like this.. loved him when he wasn't so sadistic towards you. Was he changing into a different person right before you very eyes? You truly didn't know, but over time, you hoped to know the truth.. for now, you were just simply just going to enjoy this precious night, pushing every worry that you had to the side.

#tw adult themes #tw mature #tw manipulation #tw yandere #tw strong language #tw everything #ravenzeppeli #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba #tw language #dio brando #dio x reader #dio x you #jojo stardust crusaders #ravenzeppeli yandere #tw threats

[sparda-ly]

Hi hi welcome to tumblr!

I saw you were taking request and I was wondering if I could request head canons of Phantom blood Pre vampire Dio x wife reader. Basically just stuff like how he'd be as a husband and how he would treat his wife 🥰

phantom blood dio brando x wife reader

note: hello mrs brando! of course. anything for you, i'm a huge simp for dio!!!!!

warnings: none

dio brando would be a ... complicated husband, however he would try his best

the moment he saw you, he fell in love and the feeling never left, not even after marriage, possibly made it even stronger

meeting you probably made him open his eyes about a lot of things, he hasn't been concerned about before

you showed him how to love, and soon that love made him realise that his goal didn't really matter, as long as he had you by his side

knowing that whenever he returns home after a long day at work, he finds his lovely wife waiting for him patiently is most likely only motivation to keep going

he probably would have loved to start a family, and would be the best dad possible

dio brando is super protective over his wife

you say you need to go shopping to cook dinner for tommorow and he straight away complains

"must you go darling, there's always creeps around that place"

or

"do not fret honey, i'll go after work. stay home and relax a little bit. i'll take care of it"

in public, his hands never leave your body, of course he's possesive, how could he not be?

he has such an amazing wife and everyone should know that

dio works hard, and i mean really hard

he stays very late at work and leaves his house very early

as a lawyer, his way of thinking also progressively changes

you may find it difficult to sometimes talk to him, since he behaves like he's still at work, deciding who's guilty and who's not

although his work is tough, he always makes it up to you

whever it's a fancy date, romantic walk or short holiday in rome

he never fails to suprise you

you always get at least two kisses and two i love you's a day, one when he wakes up and one when he goes to sleep

when he finds you sleeping, he always checks if you're warm and okay

have i mentioned he loves showing you off?

he has a photo of you in a frame on his desk at the office he works at

so whenever he has a visitor or even a simple coworker over, he grabs the photo and starts proudly talking about you

everyone's already used to it by now

also showing you off to mr. joestar, stating your his wife with the boggest grin on his face

you also get along with his family really well, being best friends with both jojo and erina

they still wonder how dio managed to get with someone so perfect

very confused when one second he's a snarky little bitch and the next is talking with you so calmly, and covering you in kisses

dio is also very supportive, if you want to study or work even though, he won't hesitate to help you apply

he will absolutely spoil you rotten.

flowers? check

jewelry? check

useless item that you mentioned you want only once? check

stuffed animal you found cute? check

dress that costs a fortune? check

no matter the price, dio will get you anything you want.

despite his sometimes rude actions and words , dio loves you very much, and keeps you as close to him as possible <3

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[jojikawa]

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙞𝙤: 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝘿𝙞𝙤 𝘾𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙. | 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙎𝙞𝙭

WICKED EYES

MASTERLIST

This is dark romance with descriptions of violence, gore, racism, sexism along with NSFW themes. The reader is black in this AU but this story can be enjoyed by all walks of life ❤️

Immediate warnings: mild sexual content, manipulation, light Somnophilia, mild description of violence + blood.

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Dio would never let anyone see him cry. He felt like only weak men, like Jonathan, would ever cry in the presence of others. No matter how angry or sorrowful he would become, he refused to allow an emotional outflow until he was in private. Alone.

Then you came along. Dio felt so much more at ease expressing himself and he wasn’t too sure about that being a good or bad thing. Nonetheless, when you saw Dio cry for the first time, it was extremely early in the morning. Dawn at best. He climbed to your window at the Pendleton Estate, banging on it like a mad man. It forced you to let him in or else he would wake everyone. Including your mother. That would be a nightmare.

His face was red with anger and his clothes were torn up like nothing you had seen before. This was a memory he clinged to; a moment that has probably left your mind since then. He got into a fight and when lost and was beaten by older men, he sought you out instead of going back home. He knew that Jonathan would only see his pain as a victory. Dio refused to tell you what happened at first. All you knew was that he was fuming with bruises and tattered attire. So, you took care of him the best you could.

You gave him a dose of Laudanum to ease his pain. Luckily, nothing was broken but that didn’t stop Dio from bitching about it. You finally decided to pry, even after he asked you not to.

“Dio, I can’t help if you don’t tell me what happened.” You cooed softly as you held the bundle of ice to the bulging wound on his face. “I told you to stop asking me, girl.” He spat. You rolled your eyes. He could never fool you with a tough facade. “You know I can’t do that. I worry for you.” You cupped his cheek with the other hand. “You can always talk to me, ya know. I did let you in.” You rubbed his cheek with your thumb. His averted eyes finally met yours. They were glossy. The way you touched him reminded of his mother.

 His face twisted into a grimace. His chapped lips cracked and bled. He began ugly crying, not even caring that you were staring him in the eyes. “Oh, Dio.” You frowned, your face softening too. You sat the makeshift ice pack to the side and embraced him. He hugged you back, squeezing you and wetting your shoulder with his tears. “I’ll kill them all.” Dio trembled, clenching your hair and nightgown. You rubbed his back as he let out his anger.

“Who did this to you?” You asked. “Why did they hurt you?”

“Those peasants! Those insufferable plague rats!”

“Where, Dio?”

“The slums.”

Your eyes widened and you released him. “Dio, I told you to stop going there. They will never treat you the same now that you’re a Joestar.” You furrowed your eyes at him. You’ve told him 1000 times to stop going to the slums. They were dangerous and the people who lived there were even more. Yet, he never listened. He still wanted to live his old life while adorning a noble surname.

The boy stayed silent, not at all wanting to provoke you for one of your lectures. You sighed, pulling away completely. You put your hands into your lap and averted your eyes too.

“You’ll need to leave soon, Dio.” You said sadly. This didn’t help his situation. “What!? Why!?” More tears began to well up in his eyes. He didn’t want things to be over so soon. “Don’t make me go back to that god-forsaken mansion like this.” Dio’s eye was still swollen with a purplish tint under his eye. His lips were bloody and his skin was dotted with dry red scratches.

“I have work to do today. The Pendletons want to have a big dinner.” You picked up the ice pack and gave it to Dio. He snatched it from you before holding it to his face. He seemed so frustrated. “I’m sorry.” You sighed. “C-Can I come later?” Dio muttered, pouting at this situation like a child. You smiled a bit. Hopefully he would cheer up soon. “Sure, Dio, but you need rest as well. The wounds would heal faster.”

You remembered another time when Dio cried. It was the first time he visited the grave of his parents with you. Seeing Dario wasn’t something he would ever do too often. He was glad the man was dead. It was his mother, you see. The boy still felt drawn to seeing her every now and again. He was typically alone but this one time he asked you to join him. 

Dio told you a brief version of the story of his life. That wasn’t what brought him to tears. He was used to this. It’s replayed in his mind hundreds of times now. It was more or so about his mother. He truly missed her. He couldn’t say he wasn’t jealous of your ability to see your mother at any time but he didn’t make you feel bad for it. It was Dario’s fault.

“And that’s why I killed him.” Dio suddenly blurted out, his voice cracking only a little. You noticed but that wasn’t what grabbed your attention. “You…killed him?” You repeated softly. You’ve gotten to know Dio really well by now. So, him saying something like this didn’t even make sense. He could be pushy and a bit of a bully but he couldn’t murder someone? Yeah, he was just being emotional right now. 

You frowned before stepping closer towards him. His hand was balled into a fist at his side. You grabbed it and pulled his arm into your chest. “Dio…” 

“Don’t look at me!” He yanked his arm away and continued to break down more. You placed your hand over his again. “It’s just us.” His knuckles were still bruised from the last fight he had gotten into. You gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. You finally asked him. “Did you kill your father or-“

“I didn’t mean it, okay? I just…wish I did.” He lied. Lying to you didn’t come easy at first but it soon became easy enough since he did it often. You hummed before giving him a small smile. “It’s getting late, Dio. Maybe I can sneak you in my room again and we can-“

The boy shook his head. “I’ll just walk you home. Come on.”

It began to occur to you why Dio might’ve gotten so attached to you. Despite being a young girl, you had qualities that were usually expected from older women. Notably, mothers. You knew how to cook, clean, you took care of Dio when he was hurt or sick, you wiped his tears and embraced him when he cried, you gave him positive affirmation. Somehow, you filled the hole she left behind.

Another time you heard of Dio crying was through Jonathan. It was after you broke things off with him. Jonathan fought Dio to honor Erina and seemed to have won. Afterwards, he came to you to ask for her. That’s when you told him Erina wanted nothing to do with him anymore. The boy accepted your offer to patch him up. You asked how he had gotten himself into such a situation and he told you the events that transpired.

“…and that Dio cried like a baby!” Jonathan laughed to himself, trying to make light of the situation for his sake. You had frozen up, no longer cleaning his nose with the small handkerchief. “D-Dio was crying?” You tilted your head. Your chest felt empty like your heart sank. You felt like Dio probably would need you at a time like this…but he was rotten. He kissed Erina. He hit her too. He screamed at you and tried to lie about it. The feelings were too fresh. He would need to fend for himself now. 

“Yes, he was.” Jonathan reiterated. When he saw your expression, his smile fell for a moment. Then he smiled again. “Hey, how about you come meet my dog, Danny? He loves meeting new people.” The boy jumped up, offering you his hand.

You retreated inward. “A-Are you sure? I know you’re just trying to be nice an’ all…”

“Of course, I’m sure! I’m not just being nice. You seem like a great person.”

Words couldn’t explain the pain Dio felt in his chest when you began hanging out with Jonathan as his “friend.” The jealousy ate him alive from the inside out. It became too much to bear, causing him to actively avoid you just to find peace in his own house. We all know how that turned out. Seeing you enjoy that stupid dog caused him to lash out as well. It almost felt like you treated that dog, Danny, better than you treated him. So, Dio did it. He killed the helpless animal by stuffing it into the incinerator.

Fortunately for him, that was a secret you never found out.

Now, in the present day, you didn’t think you’d ever see Dio cry again. He was too set in his ways, his ego was through the roof. He would never feel sorrowful enough to cry again like that, would he? Real tears. Not the false tears he would use to cushion whatever consequences he would face. Maybe you were wrong.

You were sitting in Dio’s library with a young boy. He was a young Japanese boy with cherry red hair and a green school uniform. He was an aspiring artist and asked to draw you. You felt obliged to as he seemed to be in awe at your beauty. You were still confused, though.

“Er, N-Noriaki, was it?” Your voice was small and unsure. The boy’s face lit up when you said his name. He had his canvas set up with an assortment of art materials. 

“Yes?” He answered quickly, almost like he was afraid of you. You moved from the position that he was drawing you in, causing his expression to fall flat. “How did you come to meet, Dio?” You asked politely. Your tone sounded like you were talking to a child, it was so nice. The boy began to sweat at your question. You examined his face, eyes softened and eyebrows raised; just waiting for him to finish. A smile graced your lips and he couldn’t help but turn away from you.

Dio was gone. He seemed to go out every day since he had gotten you pregnant and each time he brought back new people you’ve never seen before but would never tell you why. He would either avoid it or try occupying you with something else.

“I-I told you, my Lady. I came to Egypt with my family for a trip. That’s how I met Lord Dio.” 

His reply was almost robotic.

You tilted your head in a curious way. “Dio isn’t here right now.”

Your words made the boy’s eyes dart from side to side. He looked as if he was holding in his breath. A moment passed before he exhaled sharply. He didn’t actually know which Lord or Lady he should be listening to. Would Dio punish him for telling you or would he be punished for ignoring you? Lying? It was unclear.

“I’ve known Dio all my life.” You began, briefly looking down at your hands in your lap. “The last thing he finds interest in are those younger than him. Nor, anyone at all for that matter. So, I’ve just wondered how he’s come to suddenly make so many friends.”

Your eyes were on him again making him nervous. His mouth twitched again as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t. Like if he opened his mouth he would be struck down by God himself.

“What is this? Does my own wife believe I lack charisma? Am I that unlikable to you…?

Dio faked a pain in his voice as he entered the room. His footsteps were silent, seemingly impossible for a man his size but…he was able to accomplish it. You sighed at his presence, inwardly frowning but keeping your lips neutral enough for him not to notice. Noriaki didn’t say a word but with how things were going, you were already beginning to put things together. Dio was right about you being too smart for your own good.

“You’re back early.” You exhaled as you stood up. Kakyoin visibly reacted, growing sadder as he still hadn’t finished the portrait of you. Maybe next time.

Dio circled around you like a predator before grabbing your dainty hands. He rubbed your knuckles before bringing them to his lips. “You don’t sound happy about that.” He remarked, eyes piercing down at you like daggers. One thing Dio was extremely good at was making you feel small and getting your heart rate to quicken.

“You may be on your way, Kakyoin.” Dio broke eye contact with you to see the young boy off. “Yes, Lord Dio!” Noriaki made quick work of his task to move all of his belongings out of the room. It was almost as if the boy feared Dio. “I think it’s time we explored your stand now, yes?” Dio motioned you to come.

He brought you to Enyaba. Dio believed she would name your stand something that went along with her Tarot Deck. Maybe “The High Priestess” or “The Empress.” But instead you got…

“Mother Mercy?”

You tilted your head at the old woman. She was sweating and shaking at the tall brute who was standing behind you. He didn’t seem to be happy. The name was bad per se. Not by any means…it just that did that make you connected to Dio? Because you were the mother of his unborn child? No, stand names are predetermined and you’ve had your stand longer than you’ve been pregnant.

“I suppose that name is okay.” You gave Enyaba a small smile; one that she cherished like it was the best gift she’s ever received. You then turned to Dio. “Can we speak…uh, privately?” You asked, almost timidly. Dio mistook this as you being coy. It made him smirk and his stomach churn with pleasure. “Of course we can, my love.” He then turned to his lingering subordinates. “OUT ALL OF YOU!” He barked with no warning. The diverse set of people who made themselves unnoticed seemingly disappeared. They always cleared out so fast for him.

It was subtle but you could tell he was in a better mood. Perhaps, in his mind, he felt as if he were succeeding:

He was able to exit the coffin. He was able to gather loyal followers. He was able to use his vampiric powers in ways he could never have imagined. And the love of his life was still alive, pregnant and within arms reach. He was able to lie to her. 

“Why have you been bringing back new people to this place everyday? Is there a particular reason?” You questioned lightly. To Dio, you almost sounded like your old self. It was adorable but sometimes, he believed that he gave you too much freedom to be comfortable enough to even think of questioning him.

“They’re simply my servants and yours.”

Almost instantly, your eyebrows arched slightly. Your annoyed expression was soft. Only a person like Dio could notice a facial expression of that degree.

“Then why do we need so many? It’s only the two of us. Why do they need these so-called ‘stands’ as well?” You crossed your arms, making eye contact with the man. You weren’t extremely keen on what stands could do but you at least knew the idea of them.

Dio’s smirk faded. This. He hated when you did this. It seemed like you already knew the answer but you would just keep prying until you got him to say those incriminating words.

“As I said, stands are a gift. I bestow them onto those I deem worthy and then they serve me and everything I do.” Dio then turned away from you. After all this time, remnants of who he used to be would come out and he couldn’t bear to look at you.

“I see.” You sighed, rubbing your temples with your finger tips. You took another deep breath before gaining the courage to say what you wanted. There was a deep pit of anxiety that manifested itself in your body. It clawed to get out, growing restless with every nanosecond. 

Then you said it.

“Dio, I know you’re lying.” You closed your eyes, already embracing yourself for him to lash out. “I’ve suspected you were from the beginning. I wanted to give you a chance but-“ 

Dio appeared in front of you, much closer. He grabbed your arm with enough force to stop you from backing away. “How dare you accuse me of lying…?”

You expected him to shout like he did last time but this time his voice was low and he talked slower than usual.

You narrowed your eyes. “Dio, I am probably the only person on this Earth who knows the real you. I’ve seen every emotion you can produce. I’ve heard every lie…” you felt your throat getting tight. You bit your lip and held back the emotions as best you could. “But because I love you, I wanted to believe that maybe one time, you would stand by your word.”

Dio squinted his eyes at you as you spoke. There was no use in keeping up such a useless lie when he already got what he wanted from you. His grasp on you eased. His touch became loving and he pulled you closer to him. He placed his hands on your hips. 

Dio chuckled. “Perhaps, I did lie.” He lifted you, chests pressing together as he began to carry you to a long mahogany table. You wrapped your arms and legs around him for support but he did it as if you weighed nothing. He placed your bottom onto the table, ignoring your pleas for him to let you go.

“So, you’re just going to kill the last of the Joestar family? Why?” You tried to wiggle from his hold. He would do anything except let you be an individual. He needed to touch any part of you and keep you close just to feel whole.

“It’s self-defense. I know I can’t achieve my goals if they’re only going to get it my way.”

When he finished speaking, you finally processed everything; everything you’ve been told that is. There wasn’t much you could do in this situation.

“Oh, what’s that face for? It was only a white lie—and look, we’re going to be a family now. Is that not exciting?” Dio gave you a smirk of self-satisfaction with his clawed thumb rubbing your belly gingerly. He knew you weren’t happy about him blatantly breaking your trust but he tried to cushion your possible reactions as much as he could. You saw that his eyes would linger far lower than your own.

You couldn’t help but stay silent for a moment. A searing feeling of sadness penetrated your belly, causing your face to scrunch just a little; a small pain settling in the center of your face  as your eyes began to water.

“…what is it about me?” Your eyes wandered off to the side, not wanting to see how his face would change at his words. Dio raised an eyebrow with his movements ceasing. He noticed how sullen you had become.

“What is what about you? There is nothing. It’s simply a score to settle—“

“You don’t listen to me. You never listen to me.” You narrowed your eyes. “Everything you’ve ever done has been for yourself.” Clawing your hands out of anger left marks on the soft wooden table. Everything around you, even your existence was something Dio made happen to please himself. No one else.

“Nonsense. We both knew that eventually we would be a family.”

You looked eyes with the man. “I want nothing more than to gouge my stomach out and rid myself of this parasite!”

Dio pushed himself away for you, already fuming from your lack of cooperation. “Then why don’t you?!” He blurted out. “It’s already so clear that you don’t want me at all!”

“Eh-?” You blinked. “Are you kidding me? I agreed to this for you! I didn’t have to say yes to you. Just because I don’t lay down like a whore and let you do whatever you want to me doesn’t mean I don’t want you.”

“Then perhaps a whore is what I need then; because a whore may actually listen and appreciate the life I’ve given her.”

You shook your head. A method of coping escaped your mouth as a fake laugh. “You’re the same as you always were.” You spoke words filled with venom. They cut like swords and left him wounded because you were the only thing left of his past. “Be with your whores and prostitutes. I don’t want to be a part of this anymore.” You hugged your arms to yourself. Your face didn’t show any sign of uncertainty. It’s almost like you’ve been thinking of this for a while now. “I’m…leaving.”

Dio froze up. For a second, it felt like he couldn’t breathe. If he were a weaker man he most likely would have collapsed. When his brain fully processed the situation he put himself in, he turned away from you, turning his gaze to the moonlight.

“You’re not.”

“I am.”

“No, you can do that. You’re mine and you are what I say you are.” The muscles in his hand began to twitch. “To think you’d throw away everything we’ve had for the Joestars.”

You scoffed. “Yes, because it is so hard to not eradicate innocents whom I am friends with. It doesn’t matter to you that I slept with you despite everything you’ve done. It doesn’t even matter that I trusted you simply by word of mouth.” You jumped off of the table and began to head for the exit. You reached for the door knob of the library as soon as you touched it, you seemed to teleport back to where you previously were. The feeling was similar to Deja Vu. You tried again and again until you finally cracked. “Dio, is this another one of your tricks? Stop this!” You turned to him, only to see that he still had not been paying attention to you…or at least pretending to not pay attention. 

“I said you’re not leaving me.”

You had become ready to retaliate until you realized that his voice sounded rather different. It was much more desperate. “D-Dio?” You called. His shoulders raised at the sound of his name like you startled him. You arched an eyebrow. The tone of voice was familiar. Was he crying? Becoming emotional?

No matter.

You sighed. “I’m sorry but I’m tired of you behaving this way. I've made up my mind.” You turned around to leave but as soon as you put one good in front of the other, you were back in your original position. You furrowed your eyebrows, clenching your jaw. You tried, over and over, to make it to the door but you could never make it.

“Dio—“ You whipped around to face him, only for a clawed hand to grab your neck. He enclosed palm around it, squeezing hard enough so that air was now allowed to pass through.

“Perhaps, I’ve been too gentle with you. You’ve gotten too comfortable believing that you can leave me.” 

You gasped, sinking your claws into his wrist. Anything to get him to stop. His face was damp from the tears but that was the least of your worries now.

The two of you weren’t completely alone at that moment. It was true that the rest of Dio’s minions that he gathered left to complete their tasks, but there was still one left.

A young man of color roamed the halls of the castle, looking for his Master. His…new friend. He longed to see Dio again and meet the goddess that he has learned so much about; the woman who was able to observe Dio before Godhood and live. It was mostly quiet until he nearly reached his destination. 

The sounds of a struggling woman reached his ears, causing his fight or flight skills to kick in. He froze once he realized that the sounds were getting loud and louder just to…stop? The young man peaked around the corner. He wanted to say he was relieved when he saw Dio but that idea left his mind when he saw the person in his arms. Dio carried you bridal style, the holes in your neck gushing blood that ran down your body and coated his hand.

“Oh, Pucci. I knew I heard someone scurrying around.” Dio licked his lip, consuming a bit of the blood that ran down his face. He was a bit scratched up from your constant resistance. That all ceased when he was able to take your breath away for a breath moment.

Dio couldn’t help but chuckle at Pucci who couldn’t help but look as if he’s witnessing murder. “What happened? Is she—“

“Dead? No. I would never. But she needs to rest.”

Pucci’s eyes traveled up to his master, realizing that he wasn’t being entirely honest about what happened. The bloodied scars on Dio’s face faded away just as fast as they were noticed. Your injuries faded as well, leaving nothing left on your skin but dried blood.

Dio took you back to his bedroom, placing you on his bed. He suddenly became overcome with lust, your sleeping figure giving him a subtle sense of euphoria. He honestly didn’t expect to become so aroused. The air in the room was invaded by a sweet aroma, smelling of vanilla and lavender. The scent caused him to become enticed by you, his hands latching themselves onto your clothed chest. The man grew excited when he saw your nipples getting hard through the thin fabric. He leaned down, kissing your lips tenderly.

When your eyelids twitched, he broke the kiss and chuckled lightly. He smirked before being nice enough to settle himself between your legs. “Gouge your stomach and murder my child if you’d like…I’ll just put another one in you.” He muttered, lifting your legs just a bit for his huge body to fit.

At that moment, the scent faded. Your eyes shot open as you gasped for air. The feeling Dio got from the smell also washed away. He removed himself from you.

You closed your eyes for a moment and exhaled. “You couldn’t have waited until I had woken up.” Dio blushed madly at your comment. His eyes narrowed as he turned away to avoid your gaze. “I don’t know what came over me,” he said. “I-It’s not like I needed your approval anyway. You can barely resist me as it is.”

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