#diavalo

title: gold hellfire newt syrup

contents: demon brothers x reader, dateables x reader. smut; normal obey me au. warnings: spoilers for chapter 21 and 22! dom reader, sub characters, more warnings in respective posts.

summary: what if the gold hellfire newt syrup’s effects didn’t stop even after a command from you?

note: i had no idea what to write and just happened to finish this chapter two days ago >:) subsequent chapters will be posted and linked here :> i suggest you play through chapter 20-21 first! this is the masterlist for the series! i’ll be posting longer versions soon!

Could there be a scenario where Giorno has a nightmare where he turns into Diavolo and when he wakes up, Reader comforts him?

Hello hello! Thank you for the lovely request!

I’m actually quite honored to write this. I have seen many tropes very similar to this, and I loved reading them all. And the fact that somebody thinks I’m good enough to write it is a fantastic feeling!

Also: fair amount of part 5 spoilers are in fact included!

Enjoy!

A Different Figure

The sun was dimly lit, beaming through the curtains, it was now evening. It was the only time of day he could rest. Being a Don was very difficult. Mentally and physically. However, today was quiet, calming even. Nobody had even walked into his office that day. Which, is quite odd. He hadn’t even seen you at that. He decided that he was going to take a walk. It couldn’t hurt anything, nobody needed him that day anyway. He had made it to the main room of his villa, waiting for you to arrive. Perhaps you were out? Doing your own thing? But that cannot be right, usually he has his own people to do that for him. He began to think of places that you could be. Which, the first place he could think of was your room. When he had come close to the door, he could hear whimpering. He knew this job had risks, but why this? When he walked in, you looked at him. Terrified. “ Get away from me! Go away!” You were screaming. When Giorno got closer, you would slowly back up. What had he done? “ Darling, what’s-“ Ah, that’s not right. His voice was much deeper, and more rough than usual. Instead of making you fear him more, he walked over to the mirror that was sitting in your room. Now he understood why you were terrified. He could feel the bile rising in his throat. He felt dizzy. That was not his face, and his hair was now pink with those god-awful black specks. He looked back at you, still crying and whimpering. “ Y/N, please, its’s me, Giorno” he quietly said, he was trying to show vulnerability. “ No! You killed him! You took him from me! Just kill me already!”

Giorno woke up with a jolt. His body drenched with sweat. Immediately, he brought his hands up to his face, and then stroking his hair. So it was a dream. He then looked to his side, seeing your sleeping figure. Which, seemed to be waking up. He put his hand to your face. “ Y/N, I apologize for waking you.” He whispered. “ Ah, no you’re fine..was it another dream?” He nodded. He’s been having them recently, it’s an often occurrence. Most nights it’s the viewing of Bruno’s corpse, or Abbacchio rotting on a beach, alone. He sighed, he hadn’t dreamed of this scenario before. You sat up, rubbing circles into his back and resting your head on his shoulder. “ Giorno, do you want to tell me?” He shook his head this time, he didn’t feel like worrying you about his nightmares tonight. He felt bad as he looked at his clock. 3:17 AM…he woke you up this early. “ Well then,” you started, grabbing his attention, “ Let’s go downstairs, I’ll make you some tea, then he can continue sleeping, is that alright?” He smiled, “ That would be lovley, amore.” He softly kissed the top of your head, and climbed out of bed. Nightmares were very often occurrences, but with you around, they seem to disappear.