#jofoes

when he became a vampire, nothing really changed at first.

dio loved how obedient you were in following him rather than that pathetic JoJo—you were his lover after all, and he was ecstatic to see you leave all your belongings behind to live with him in this gorgeous, tall mansion to provide him with all your love… until he saw your surplus amount of pure fluff and beady eyes on your shared king-size bed.

he's a vampire. it's not like he needed to sleep. what did he care if he couldn't hold you or feel your warm skin under his? dio doesn't care. why the fuck would he, the dio brando, care? even if you strangled him, there's no possible way in hell he's ever admitting that he wanted to replace the stuffed cat you coddled every night. although, he can never truly hide anything fully. you find out faster than he wanted.

you love teasing him about his envy when you would cling to a plushie tightly instead of his arm. that pissed him off to no end. you're out here cupping his cheeks and giving him warm kisses to make up for it, though. he has to forgive you.

wherever you're not looking, he's kicking the SHIT out of the inanimate creatures that just so happen to fall off the bed. into the fireplace you little bitch.

"Worthless. What exactly does my lover find more enticing about you rather then me?"

dio finds himself insulting and talking to the plushies more then he should be. go figure. he hates just how much he hates them—he shouldn't be envious over a bunch of cotton and fabric. it makes him want to step out into the sun when you catch him having a heated argument with your stuffed elephant after you gave it a kiss good morning rather than him.

if you happen to ask for more fluff-balls to add to your collection? he'll be irritated for weeks. still, he loves you too much to deny you the pleasure of giving you gold and riches to go out into town and buy yourself more.

insists that the more stuffed animals you get, the more attention you must provide to him.

"My dear, now is hardly the time to be coddling those things. Come now—if you need something to hold on to, let me be your safety. Sounds like a good deal, hmm?"

most certainly throws all of the plushies on his side of the bed off (when he does sleep), despite how upset it makes you. but who needs all of those childish toys when you could have this giant hunk of a man who is practically a huge (freaky, sexy) teddy bear?

KARS ;

he doesn't really see the need for such trivial little things. all they do is get in his way when he's walking into your shared chambers—why would you possibly want these things around? why so many?

(assuming you're a human, one that he tolerates more than anyone) humans have always been such confusing things to kars, but out of every single one he's laid eyes on, let alone met, you are by far the weirdest.

if you were to be a fellow pillarman, he would be more fed up then ever. you have so many other things to worry about—worshiping him—that you shouldn't even give these pieces of cotton and yarn the light of day.

he's in love with you regardless, plushies or not of course. he could care way less then he does.

kars doesn't get jealous easily, even when watching you give a million smooches to a simple stuffed dog. but he does think of it as foolish.

"Dearest, must you distract yourself from our time together? This is of utmost importance to our courtship. If you feel the overwhelming desire to hold something, I am right here. Now put down the stuffed creature, or I might have to rip it to shreds."

he gets annoyed when he trips over a pile of the loved plushies—but, contrary to both your and the other pillarmens beliefs, he's more tolerant to them then you thought. he might pick a few of them up and toss them onto the bed carelessly. if he misses, he misses. if they land perfectly, then he gives himself a little smirk and goes off to brag to you. esidisi, wamuu, and santana never thought that they would see such a side of him. it's definitely the softer one. don't let that fool you, though—he is still fully on guard to the point of slicing a dust bunny.

hates to say it, but he finds it terribly cute of you to lay down on one of your giant teddy bears, or simply a pile of fluffy goodness. something about seeing you so affectionate and willing to carelessly give your love to just objects makes his heart beat faster. you just look so… perfect, like you usually do.

that's too embarrassing. forget he said anything.

kars is the ultimate being—he is above hatred. but if you were to express disinterest in a certain plush, he absolutely will tear it to shreds for you. he might make a bit of a fuss out of it, but anything to have you cling onto him the way you do after he does something you want. (he's a simple god. all he's saying as that he enjoys your touch when you're feeling clingy. that's it). on the rare occasion that you come to dislike one of the many animals on your bed, he's more then happy to get rid of it.

"Am I supposed to dispose of this one? I didn't like it in the first place. Good riddance," he'll scoff, the smooth of his muscular arm shifting into a sharp blade that immediately rips into the ugly stuffed animal. "Now that that is taken care of, I'm thoroughly bored. Let us embrace, yes? I'm much warmer then that thing."

physically changes his body heat to resemble one of a birds, making himself almost too hot. still, as much as you hate to admit it, your lips feel significantly warmer on his bare chest, neck, and face, as compared to one of your stuffed animals.

you couldn't possibly ask for more, kars believes, until you ask him for a large rabbit plushie the size AND cost of your house.

he doesn't even give you money. he just goes out and takes it from an expensive store at night. you don't have to know, even when you interrogate him—what is this, 20 questions??

regarding the plushies on his side of the bed (which only happens when you're angry), he won't lash out like he does with other people. he'll be mad as fuck, but he knows you'll probably shoot and kill him (somehow) if he throws all of them out the window. esidisi, wamuu, and santana have never in their lives seen kars neatly pick up the stack and put the stuffed animals on the loveseat with so much care. he's never doing that again out of pure embarrassment after he was caught.

ESIDISI ;

he's way more lenient then kars. if anything, he encourages your habit—he can't say no to you. even if it means it takes him a little more time to get to you in your room, stepping over every plushie cautiously, he's more then happy to acknowledge all of them.

esidisi is buying you (stealing) more when he has the chance. as rough as he seems, he can't resist the look on your face whenever he sees your eyes light up from the sight of a new creature for the collection.

often teases you about how you could possibly divide your love up for all of them. surely all of your love goes to him, but what are the measurements for the amount of love you give to each plush? unless you adore favoritism. he can't complain, after all—you get special treatment regardless of what species you are (human or pillarman).

if you're human, he absolutely sees this as another reason why humans are weak and need to be protected—you can't go a day without wanting to hold one of the animals. but, then again, that's what he supposes he likes about you. you aren't as vunerable as he first thought, and you certainly put him in his place when you beat his ass over calling you a weak little human. you have more of his respect then he's willing to admit.

if you're a pillarman, he honestly admires you. a true warrior like you isn't ashamed to show off the things they love. then again, how can you not be embarrassed with such… odd creatures?

esidisi compares how much you love your plushies to how much he loves you. he'll say that it's like your his own little stuffed animal, one he gets to squeeze and hug and kiss with ease—until kars or wamuu is around. he might be open with his affections, but there's no possible way he would do the shit he does when his lord is around.

he 100% gets more jealous then the others might. he is the type to love and care for your plushies just as much as you do, but the second he sees you holding a little giraffe at night instead of him? gone. you don't see that plushie until a few days later when you find it in the garden coated messily in soil.

"It had no purpose. You already have something to cherish, I am right here, am I not? The next time you are cold or seeking affection, I will always be around for you. Now, come here, my beloved, return to your lovers arms."

when you finally pick him over the plushies over time, it's like his world stopped. he doesn't even need to sleep, but the sensation of your cool skin against his warm makes him want to smother you with love.

esidisi's first instinct when it comes to kars threatening (or maybe even doing it) to throw out your worthless stuffed creatures, is to argue. of course, that never really turns out well. after one second, this man is on his knees begging and pleading his lord to keep your plushies. not only did he embarrass himself, he managed to embarrass both you and kars. kars partially hates you after that; he fully thinks you made esidisi too fucking weak for his own good.

you never forget the names of the plushies—but he does. he almost starts tearing up when he realizes he got Dave The Pig's name wrong.

"It wasn't intentional! His name is Dave, I knew that. I would—" Esidisi sniffles, pounding his fist against the bedside table in frustration, "—I would never forget!"

you're too in love with him. he's so much more of a sweetheart then you initially believed. the second you're upset with him regarding your stuffed animals, he's so quick to do a 180 and apologize. kars openly speaks about his disappointment in his fellow pillarman for this behavior, but that just means that he does it more in private.

if you want more? done. you don't even say what you want—he just pulls up after five minutes holding a batch of brand new plushies that just got restocked. good for you. good for you.

when his side of the bed, which he doesn't need in the first place, is covered in plush creatures, he finds your behavior more cute than ridiculous.

WAMUU ;

wamuu doesn't necessarily have a big opinion on it—he loves you until the heat death and worships you to the same degree as lord kars—but he understands your feelings and constantly validates them.

he understands the feeling of needing to care for something. it's nowhere near comparable to his dedication to obeying esidisi and kars, but it's a bit similar in the aspect that you both have things you care for excessively.

if you were human, kars and esidisi would absolutely disapprove of your relationship. of course, they have their own guilty pleasures too, so the least they could do was be lenient with allowing you to live, but that didn't stop their dislike from you. especially when you have a million plushies, almost as if you were a child. they look down upon wamuu for falling in love with such a feeble-acting human. only children had "stuffed animals."

if you were a pillarman, you're getting worshipped like you created the universe. but that's not the point. as a pillarman, wamuu would think that maintaining your strength and knowledge was the most important part. but you were nothing like him and the others, which he heavily admired you for. he considers your plushies to be your children, and everybody is sickly aware of when he embraces that.

wamuu doesn't get jealous easy, i would say. if he were to see you snuggling up to one of your stuffed animals, all he would do is stare in admiration, if anything. you're so gentle it makes him all warm inside. as kars would say; Ew.

he acknowledges and respects what time you want what. if you want to hold and kiss him? he's more then happy to oblige. if you would prefer in the moment to cuddle up to one of your million plushies, he'll nod and act as if nothing was happening.

"My love, what would you prefer tonight—oh. Forgive me, I suppose that's already answered," Wamuu smiles lightly at the way you clung onto him like a koala. You expect, and earn, a few kisses to your hands. "Is there anything else I can do?"

wamuu memorizes every name openly. he knows exactly what each plushie is, when you got them, what their name is; all the works.

treats all of them with respect as if they were equal to him. he would probably pick them up from their scruff or behind, observing them for a fair minute before patting its head when no one's looking. addresses and mentions the stuffed animals in basic conversation that makes you and the pillarman do multiple double-takes.

he notices the little things that might be future issues, as well as fixing them before you notice. sometimes there are stains of melted chocolate or juice—wait, what spill? already gone. plushie is squeaky clean.

oh, what's that? you want another? yeah. it's already on your bed. there's nothing this man wouldn't do—he even stole (or made by himself) little clothes to put on him he bare plush. all he needs as a "thank you" is a kiss and mayhaps even the privilege of naming it himself.

"What name are we thinking of, my love? Anything you come up with will be great, as always. I'm glad to be of assistance if you need ideas."

he doesn't get mad at your plushies—that's just childish. besides, he treats them as he treats you, so why would he ever treat them poorly?

aside from that one time where a plushie fell off the shelf and landed in your tea. we don't talk about that. the violence was perfectly consensual.

for whenever he comes to your room for a night of cuddles he earned, seeing his side coated in plush little critters due to you being mad at him, wamuu has to admit he's disappointed. but, he respects your silent wishes, and tucks the blanket over your shoulder a bit more before staying up once more to keep watch of the mansion. in the case where he needs a break or a breather, he will instead rest on the couch or loveseat rather than wake you up.

DIO ;

he's a grown ass man. he really doesn't care about your plushie habit as much as he would've all those years ago when he first became a vampire. whatever makes you happy makes him happy, even if he has to kick those little shits to the side sometimes. aside from that, he might even say he finds them cute.

he wouldn't be with you in the first place if he didn't respect you in one way or another. sure, your actions are kind of childish to him, but we all have our weird hobbies, right? either way, i think that the fact that he's a vampire lessens his anger with having your plushies hang around. he can just float over them.

dio absolutely hates the ones with the hard eyes. fucking despises them. also the itty bitty ones that he could swallow in one gulp. they get in the way all the time, and somehow the ones with the annoying beady eyes end up shattering everywhere because he gets so fed up with them that he breaks them. sucks to suck.

if you're a human, which is very unlikely, he'd have to get use to the fact that you can leave whenever you want into the sun and steal all of his money (consensually) just to return to the mansion with 30 different plush toys.

"Hm, dear, you're back? Do tell me, how was the sun today?" DIO chuckles lightly, a hand running through your hair as you proudly show off your new snake plush. "Yes, yes, I see Mister Venomous. Vanilla Ice will find a place for him."

poor vanilla ice. the majority of his orders nowadays, not regarding the crusaders, are finding places for your varying stuffed animals. if you find one in a place you don't like it? you can hear him being bitch-slapped from 17 rooms away. poor thing.

if you're a vampire, he supposes he'll hire some of his stand users and force them to buy whatever plushies you desire. he'd never make you go out into the sun—that's barbaric. anything for you, his one and only true love, immortal together.

…your plushies are there too, he guesses.

he will get fed up fast if you decide to snuggle against one of your massive stuffed animals instead of him—sure, he's cold (he's a dead body), but is his chest not good enough for you? he's the most powerful person on the planet and you dare to not want him? at that point he'll literally order vanilla ice to transfer all of the plushies off the bed while he grabs you and "falls asleep" holding you in a suffocating grip.

that's not jealousy, btw, that's just pure anger. well, maybe part of it is jealousy, but is it really jealousy if all he wants is the love and respect he, lord dio, deserves?

he doesn't care much for the demeaning names of your plushies, but if a servant ever criticizes them? fucking dead. or just severely threatened in a few rare situations.

"Hol Horse… my partner took time and effort into nursing these stuffed creatures. Do you have anything more negative you would like to say about them? Please. Do not make me repeat myself. I'm sure the maggots would love your vile, disgusting flesh. Better yet, Vanilla Ice would."

dio finds himself oddly curious sometimes. you'll be sitting on his lap, arms wrapped around his beefy neck, yapping about the lore of the most recent plushies you got. some bullshit about divorces and love triangles… at this point, he's not ashamed to be nodding along. who needs books when he has you?

he's all for giving you his riches to buy more to your ever-growing collection—in the morning when you wake up, even one dream about an animal or creature is enough for him to send out a stand user to buy one for you. you don't even have to ask—and even when you do—it's always there, pristine, spotless, and always ready for cuddles.

if your bed is crowded with so many plushies he doesn't have any space? he moves you. this bitch scoops you up and moves you to another bedroom to cuddle with him there. you brought this upon yourself. you know he hates when you don't depend on him. he's not mad about you hogging the bed—it all ends the same way (you being trapped in a choking vice grip). that's something for younger him to get mad about.

KIRA YOSHIKAGE ;

when he first took his place as your husband, he thought your collecting habit was a bit odd. but really, he isn't one to be judging. what does bug him is the way you just lay your plushies all over the place. his question is; why the hell are the duckling plushies separated from one another?

he could care less about what you do in your free time, honestly. kira is only focused on himself, of course, but he gets all itchy when he sees your stuffed animals in different positions every day. it makes him want to kill you already.

too bad. he's stuck with you until he gets lucky and finds a new, saner partner.

aside from your little (massive) habit, life with him isn't all too strange. he's not very open to your affections, not that you need him in the first place. honestly, the stuffed animals were a win for him—you allowed yourself to be more distracted, and he didn't have to give up more than a quarter of effort into giving you love.

and then… oh! yikes. your hands come into the equation. it's the night he comes home from overtime at work, ready to conk out on your bed together. the thing that caught his attention wasn't the fact that you cleaned off his side for him kindly, but the way your hand traced circles unconsciously on the fur of one of your duck plushies. even in rest, your affection seemed to work in tandem with your unconscious body.

it's the way your fingers brushed through the cheap fur, slow and unwavering. when you stopped, it's like his heart ceased its rhythm. so, regarding envy? yeah… he's already past that stage. poor him. otherwise, he couldn't care less. surely.

kira finds himself being unnecessarily affectionate. he always gets the urge to gravitate towards hands, of course, but he can't keep himself off of you. every time you're not caressing one of your many stuffed animals, he's stealing your hands away (figuratively) from you and pressing tender kisses to them.

aside from your flawless hands, he starts thinking of you and your plushies to be endearing in your/their own little way. the way you kiss all of them good night. the way you give them all names, all 100+ of them, and somehow still remember. there's something so simple and natural about it, like a routine of sorts.

secretly memorizes all of their names with you. the serial killer isn't even aware of the fact that he addresses all of them so casually when something happens—let alone how he helps as if it's the most important thing in the world.

"Honey, Rupert Jr. fell off again, I fear. Shall you get him, or do you want me to?"

and he'll pick up the fallen soldiers, then the next thing you know, all of them are organized. although, he has a hard time picking how they should be sorted. start with the top of the food chain? no, no—that would mean the pink lion would go next to your orange shark. fuck no. color coordination? maybe… but he hated the way the polar bear was right next to the rabbit. alphabetization? too much time.

the amount of times he's been late to work because of stopping by toy stores for you is disgusting. he wants to scrunch his face up every time he steps foot in the stuffed animal isle, passing by snotty kids and picking up the plushie that looked the most spotless. of course, he took into account what your favorite brand was and what animals were your favorite. of course he did. that's what husbands did, right? he was just blending in.

kira despises himself for getting so attached to you—of course, you didn't suspect him of anything, but he would have to leave eventually. he hates the way his heart speeds up every time you smile, especially how you hold his face gently as if it's glass and press your lips to his as a thank you. it's so overwhelmingly intimate that he finds himself wanting to get you even more plushies then you ask for in the first place.

"It's no problem, hon. I couldn't say no to you if I tried," Kira would lowly chuckle, pressing your hands closer to his skin. "Say the word and I'll have more by tomorrow. How does that sound?"

on an off day, if you just so happened to be mad at him and crowd his side of the bed with plushies (mixed and out of order), he wouldn't be too terribly upset, but it would get on his nerves every time you ruined his perfect organization. you might wake up in the middle of the night after he returns home, spotting in your peripheral your husband. your loving, terribly quiet husband, who slowly organized and put every plushie back in its respective spot in the large bedroom.

DIAVOLO ;

THIS ANNOYS THE FUCK OUT OF HIM.

not only do you get so mad at him all the time for not properly transporting and moving your plushies when you're traveling, they get in his way all the time. he's comfortable with tight spaces. tiny spaces. but not when they're shoveled with your stupid fucking creatures.

yeah, yeah, he loves you—so what? they piss him off and it doesn't help that you're constantly distracting him for more. diavolo doesnt approve of your habit of course, but doppio does, and that worries him sometimes.

sometimes he gets so mad that he splits the room into two halves—your side, which you can barely move in, and his side, clear and absolutely positively walkable. he is ignoring your whines on purpose.

"Darling," Diavolo starts, his voice an aggravated growl as his eyebrows furrow. "Get your stuffed bat off of my side. I get that you're running out of room, but I set this tape down for a reason. Now let me work."

he doesn't care if it's "cute". he can't afford to have the two of you slow down at all because you left a plush or two behind. if you're lucky he'll let you take 10 with you at the end of the day.

if you ever end up settling with him—ever, which I doubt—he'd be fine with the plushies. just kind of weirded out. i don't think he would like it very much if he woke up in the middle of the night to see 50 stuffed animals glaring down at him from the top of shelves and windows. fuck that.

this bitch does not get jealous. he's too busy locking in on his glowing white computer screen. you could be kissing a plush right in front of his face and he'd just look at you so worriedly. you're just blocking his vision, he doesn't actually care that you're not giving him kisses.

he's not all kissy and cuddly anyways. you're better off with the plushies.

he hates to admit it, but when you're all tuckered out and exhausted from how much work he gives you, watching you snuggle up to those dumbass plushies you love so much is more worth it than he originally thought. diavolo finds them annoying—not you. in a way, secretly, he finds it cute. but heaven forbid he ever say that.

this man is NOT above throwing out or destroying your stuffed animals. if they get onto his side of the room more than once, they're gone. you'll probably never see them again.

he's one of the richest people on the planet. he could buy you anything you ever wanted if you asked—just… not more plushies. they piss him off too much. the only occasion he'd ever invest in those stupid little things would be your birthday or christmas/hanukkah. otherwise you're on your own sneaking some past him.

"Happy Birthday. I know I'm not usually fond of celebrating or whatever… it's not usually worth my time. But I guess you deserve a new one of your, uhm, toys? If it makes you happy… then I guess we can let it stick around a while. But don't get used to this. Alright—let's transfer locations."

one time you tried to clip a plush keychain onto his belt loop. he's always so tired he didn't even notice until you heard him get frustrated at you in the middle of the night. he still loves you—he loves you after decades of knowing each other. he'd be mad, but he recognizes you're just trying to mess with him and have fun. he guesses he'll let you have this moment.

you two don't usually share a bed; it's just not his thing. he's not really physical, either. so, what you'll do when your mad at him, his sleep in his bed and take up his space with your plushies. it aggravates him to no end—and he'll 100% try and sleep in your empty bed to no avail. it doesn't feel right whatsoever. at that point he won't even go to bed, he'll just stay up and pull an all-nighter doing mafia bullshit.

DOPPIO ;

he finds it cute, and then he finds it weird, and then it circles back to cute again. your collecting habit is adorable to him, but he has to admit it's kind of crazy that you spend hundreds of thousands of your his money just to buy more of these fluffy things. but they are cute!

with all the traveling he does, he worries with how diavolo might process the amount of plushies you have. but not to worry, he hoards a bunch of them in diavolos duffel bag for you. he blames you for being too stinkin' cute for your own good!!! and then diavolo wants to shoot him.

he loves all of your plushies equally. this bitch is having tea parties with them even when you're not around. to him, they're an extension of you.

"More tea for you, Lady Bubbles? Oh, what about you, Mister Electric?"

"My darling Doppio... Get back on track, please. Do not sacrifice the mission for a… tea party."

he gets jealous. yeah. you will see him sitting in the corner and pouting at you if you're bothering to cuddle and kiss one of them and not him. he has perfectly good lips for kissing.

doppio has lost count of the amount of times boss has gotten mad at him for even associating with your little hobby. he can't help it—it's almost become his hobby too! you've influenced him for better or for worse. the max he's allowed to do without getting yelled at is carrying his "phone" with him (one of your stuffed watermelon plushies).

he comes up with half of the names of your newer stuffed animals—it's a team effort. plus, his names are too good to just shake off.

he loves seeing you all cuddled up to the pile of plush toys you're allowed to have. you're adorable even when he can't indulge you at all—after all, he has to put work before anything. but then comes you, and then your plushies. if he had it his way, he'd buy you all of the plush creatures in the universe. maybe another day.

the tape that diavolo sets down? doppio tries to subtly move it sometimes, only to get yelled at. that doesn't stop him from trying sometimes, though.

sure, it gets a little crowded sometimes in whatever tight room boss transports the two of you to. but that's okay, he doesn't mind sleeping like a fucking egyptian to mold himself to fit into your bed.

he treats all of them equally, doesn't play favorites at all. they're all too cute to pick!

you love him to death and know that he's your ticket to buying more plushies. he gets yelled at, but it's for the good of the people (you)! he loves you unbearably so that he denies boss's orders sometimes just to go out of his way to buy you whatever you want. the missions aren't compromised in any possible way, so what's the harm?

"Babe, I got you this! You… uhm—I thought it'd be a great gift! Boss got a little heated at me, sure, but it was worth it, right? And there's more where that came from!"

you have a few choices. cuddle with a plushie individually and make him sad, or cuddle with him and a plushie. honestly, even when you're not cuddling with either, he's cuddling your plushies for you. he has no shame. sometimes he'll even accidentally kick you off the bed when he's trying to snuggle up to your collection (the small one, due to diavolos frustration).

you two share a bed, and you rarely ever get mad at him. so, imagine your surprise when you wake up to see this man laying where the plushies were, once covering his spot, but now on layered on top of him as he presses closer to you. he does NOT let them get in the way—he simply becomes one with them.

Kars - 

⟢ He may be very old but anyone thinking this man is kinky or experienced is wrong, he does not care for sex at all, to him it’s just a way to reproduce and he doesn’t care to…

Until he meets you and then you want sex, not to have a child… Hell it’s probably very improbable that it could even happen between him and a human, so when you initiate something more intimate…

He’s a little lost at why you want to. You’ll need to explain that not only it’s not just to reproduce, but also that it’s for pleasure and to be with the other person in such an intimate way.

⟢ He’s not opposed to sex in any way but he needs a little nudging in the right direction since he could break you very easily and he's very hesitant initially.

And then it happens, desperate pleas for him to cum inside of you... And he falters just for a second with a deeply amused look.

He isn’t good at dirty talk in any way because he doesn’t need to be, but that doesn't mean he can't ruin you with a single word if he wanted to.

He demands you repeat yourself for him, low pants with one powerful hand holding your jaw to keep you looking at him and an almost growled. “Again.”

⟢ He has no clue why you like it so much, but he has no issues with giving you what you want, deep red eyes watching every tiny expression as you beg for his cum.

And it’s addictive to him, very quickly.

There’s something about the way you tremble below him, completely at his mercy while he fills you that makes him want to do it over and over... Especially because he can hear the way your heart stutters in your chest when you feel him cum deep inside of you.

⟢ If it’s something that makes you cum then he’s a fucking tease, making you ride him with a sly grin as he tells you to make him finish.

It’s not to make him actually finish, no, he wants to watch that desperation for you to make him feel good. He has a lot of control still and he will happily stop your hips when he’s close with a pleased hum when you complain just to make you keep begging for it.

He won’t be cruel for too long though, flipping you with ease when he’s sick of the edging just to ask you one last time to beg for his cum.

And when you do, who is he to deny you?

⟢ Sometimes he deliberately edges you both while he fucks you just to hear how pathetic you get when he finally finishes and it’s so much that it’s dripping out of you while he’s still cumming.

Mr ‘bad at dirty talk’ getting close to your ear to groan out a breathy “You can take more for me, can’t you?” 

Because do we really think if he wanted to he couldn't go as many rounds as he would like to? The question is, can you keep up?

Dio - 

⟢ Good luck with Dio, canonically he’s a WHORE.

It’s not an issue to get into anything intimate with him, but at least initially he sees it as just for his pleasure, but that tapers off very fast. Especially when he hears you whimpering and losing your mind under him.

He’s immediately more interested in pulling your own orgasms from you than his own.

But a tease he is through and through, it’s slow and devastating as he praises you, “Look at that, my love. I told you that you could take it…” All to see you lose your mind further.

⟢ But he loves to stop when you do beg him to cum. Fully stills inside you with a grin, leaning down to nip at your neck carefully with a low hum as his cock twitches from being so close.

He asks you to beg for it. Immediately.

And he’s still surprised if you actually do, whimpers falling from you that you want him to cum inside. But… As always, a tease. He pulls out with a shudder to cum on your stomach, but his playfulness ends violently if you still finish just from the feeling. He is not going to stop there with you.

⟢ He wants to test just how much he can drive you insane through it, a sadistic grin on his face when you keep whining for it but he just refuses over and over.

He wants to see just how desperate he can make you. His absolute favourite thing is when you know he’s close to just lean closer to you, thrusts still devastating and an almost loving question of, “What would you give for me to fill you, my heart?”

He loves hearing your broken answers every time, your brain not working when you’re both so close and there’s something so endearing and agonisingly arousing for you to want to give up everything and anything just for him to cum.

⟢ He won’t ask to bite you when you’re so fucked out, yes he wants to. But he wouldn’t risk not only hurting you but breaking your trust. No he asks before he ever sinks in.

You can of course say no, it’s not a requirement for him. But if you do let him drink from you, it’s going to be something he “Asks” for in return for his cum while he fucks you, just to watch you desperately agree and sob out a plea for him to take everything you have.

And he always cums even harder while he drinks from you, it’s intense and he ends up a whimpering mess because you really are giving your everything to him, and it was completely your choice. 

⟢ He won’t push you too hard, he knows he can be intense.

But if you want more than one round he is happy to indulge you, even if he doesn’t cum as much it tends to be a lot more intimate than the first, less about how much he can make you beg and just about feeling each other. He won’t tease the second time. He wants to satisfy you.

Kira - 

⟢ Kira understands that desire more than most, but unfortunately if you have female anatomy he does not want to finish inside you unless you’re on the pill, and he would never want you to put yourself through that just for a fleeting pleasure.

So he prefers to pull out every time.

⟢ He isn’t superhuman, this poor man is going to be way more affected by your begging and moaning for him to cum, he absolutely has to keep you quiet sometimes.

His hand over your mouth with a shaky laugh when he has to stop AGAIN because you keep getting him too close. Even more so if you keep asking to jerk him off yourself.

Eventually he’s too worked up to stop himself and pulls out to finish, when you wrap your own hand around him he’s gone instantly.

Hot cum dripping over your fingers and onto your stomach as he chokes on his moans. But even through that consuming pleasure, he’s not an asshole, his hands are on you the second he pulls out. He wants you to cum with him, even if you drag him over first.

⟢ He can’t really give you multiple rounds a lot of the time, so he wants to make the one count as much as he can, he cares for you and needs to hear your muffled sobs into his palm when you finish.

Sometimes if he has the day off or his schedule is looser that day, he’ll keep himself hard and edge himself if you both haven’t been intimate for a while…

Unfortunately it also means he cums a lot faster, probably leading to a lot of slip ups where he doesn’t pull out and doesn’t even try to because your warmth feels so good when he’s been so hard for so long. He doesn’t do a lot of dirty talk but like that he gets… Desperate.

You’ll be the one telling him to pull out and he’s the one whimpering to finish inside. A complete flip that you’re the voice of reason, but he will try to pull out most of the time when you ask…

But when he’s too worked up sometimes he finishes before he’s even balls deep, a shuddering apology already on his lips as he rocks into you and fills you fully with loud groans into your skin. He does feel awful after and will get you plan B immediately.

⟢ He does actually very much enjoy mutual masturbation, it’s perfect for the dynamic, his hands on you, yours on him while he’s above you.

Gentle kisses as you drag each other through the pleasure, you’ll get him a LOT sweeter and desperate like that.

He doesn’t want to make too much of a mess but knowing you like it drives him close fast at the thought of cumming on your hands and getting to see it drip down your fingers and onto your stomach while he makes you finish... Perfection.

Doppio - 

⟢ After Donatella, there’s not a single chance either of them would want to finish inside someone with female anatomy for a very long time, Doppio is more willing to not have to use a condom though.

He has more experience and feels comfortable most of the time with just pulling out to finish. Even if your moaning gets him more worked up than he means or expects to.

⟢ People always believe him to be much more of a sweetheart than he actually is, he’s a tease and an asshole when he wants to be.

His voice low and breathy in your ear asking to repeat yourself or he’ll stop, just to fuck you harder instantly to make your response unintelligible with a grin when he sighs that you ‘must want to stop.’ without ever slowing down.

Because there’s something about you shaking your head and whining not to stop while you desperately grab at him, it drives him painfully close every time.

⟢ He’s less one for teasing you to a sobbing mess because he always worries he’s pushing you too far.

But hearing you beg for him to finish does something to him so deep in his chest, because it’s so devastating when you only care about him feeling good.

He still pulls out every time with loud gasping moans when he finishes on your stomach or ass, he’s completely hypnotised watching it drip across your skin while he milks every drop and pleases you with his other hand with light demands for you to finish too. 

⟢ He very rarely uses a condom unless you ask him to, but sometimes if he wants to cum inside, he will and roleplay with you that he’s fucking you raw.

He’s grinning the entire time when he gets close and asking you to “Please tell me to pull out, baby… It’s too good…”

Just to hear you complain and hook your leg behind him to keep him inside, it makes him shudder at the thought of actually being able to.

Your voice peaking asking him to cum inside makes him finish every time with a whine of your name as he licks and bites at your collarbone and throat through his pleasure.

But don’t think he’s going to stop til you cum either, even if it’s overwhelming for him.

⟢ Sometimes if he’s feeling a little eviler…

He likes to keep stopping and letting you both calm down through just making out, even if he has to pull out for a minute before driving you both close again.

All because he wants to watch your desperation bubble up into just taking what you want, he might be more dominant but if you push him down to ride him he’s gone within a minute without even thinking about pulling out.

Hell, he might actually ask you to let him cum inside when you’re riding him because the thought of finishing inside you like that has him weak and whimpering… He always makes sure to make it up to you though if you let him.

Diavolo - 

⟢ Whether it bothers you or not he wears a condom every single time, it doesn’t matter if you sleep with Doppio without.

He can’t stomach for a long time ever taking it off, there’s too much risk of pregnancy and STD’s and it makes him so paranoid to think about.

If you have female anatomy he won’t ask you to go on the pill, he thinks it’s disgusting trying to control you in that way when there's so many side effects and would much rather just not have sex if that’s the case.

⟢ He might be less experienced but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t know what he likes, and hearing you a mewling mess begging for him to cum? He loves it.

Having that control over your orgasms through his own does something to him and gives him a good outlet for that control he does want to have over you.

If you’re facing him he forces you to keep eye contact and tell him how badly you need it. It's cold and dangerous but his eyes are lidded and he has to stop mid demand to catch his breath that close to finishing.

If you’re facing away he’ll tease more and fuck you slower, eventually just pulling out and driving you closer with his fingers while he takes the condom off and cums on your ass or back while he drags you over with him.

⟢ He doesn’t really have the time to edge himself with how busy his life of work is, nor does he really have the desire to since it's just irritating to him to not finish.

But that doesn’t mean he won’t make you touch yourself while he works for after he’s done, it’s a dangerous command of “Clothes off, beloved. And don’t you dare cum until I give you permission.” While he's typing, not even looking at you.

It only happens when you’re clearly worked up or he is, he barely even glances towards you but it’s less out of want and more out of using you as a way to finish his work quicker when he needs something to spur him through it.

And it does, every time. Listening to you try not to distract him too much but also trying not to cum has him working harder than he usually does just to get away from the boredom of whatever he's doing.

But don’t think for a second that it’s sex you get out of it, when he’s done he’s content to have you sitting between his thighs and getting him off with your hand or mouth…

That’s when you get the teasing from him, he’s not one to make it drag in bed. But when you have your mouth on him and he can't hear you whining for it?

He’ll pull you off and slowly jerk himself off and demand you to tell him what you want just to see you spiral and beg for him to cum, especially if you plead for him to cum on/in you.

⟢ He actually does understand why you like it so much, because sometimes when he’s so in his own head that he needs to hear and feel you cum to even break out of that for long enough to finish with you.

There’s also something just so addictive to him about the feeling and your whines when it’s him making you feel so good, it’s a huge ego boost to him, and he very much needs it.

Pucci - 

⟢ Poor Pucci. It took him so long to even work up to actually having sex and letting go of a vow he doesn’t even care for. Just for you to be a whining mess begging for him to cum inside? Every time?? This poor man...

He couldn’t even stop himself if he tried to, and he does try to every time. But he’s so inexperienced that your begging drives him so hard up against the edge that it has him trembling when he cums so hard he’s moaning out the scolding he’s trying to put bite into.

He’s never actually mad but he has to keep warning you not to do it every time… Just for him to not care when he sees how blissed out you are over it.

⟢ The combined look, sound and feel have him the one begging for you to let him pull out or stop for a second… Even when he’s in control, he's too close to actually stop that he just starts begging you instead.

He loses every semblance of that dominance when he sinks in because you feel so tight and warm and you just keep… Begging for him to cum, and it’s so hot to him that he accidentally conditions himself to finish when you start whimpering pleas for it.

It gets so bad that he has to cover your mouth a lot to even try to make you cum first with playful scolding of “My dear, stop tempting me… I’ll give you what you want, please... Just be patient.”

⟢ He’s not a tease, he sees sex as something incredibly intimate with you, that doesn’t mean he’s completely serious or can’t be silly. But he doesn’t want to edge either of you when you both getting off together is so perfect to him, it doesn’t matter how long or how many times.

But… That doesn’t mean that he won’t let you tease him when you’re on top if you want to edge him for a… Larger result for you both.

And he’s pathetically close if you tell him that, a gentle demand of him to take it because you want to feel just how much you can milk from him. Just… Maybe don’t be actually riding him when you tell him that.

⟢ But he’s not as pure as people think he is, he can and WILL edge himself on days off when you aren’t home while he waits for you to come back.

His demand of “Get on your knees.” Is exactly that, it’s controlling and dangerous, yes you can say no, he would never push you into it. But if you drop to your knees for him. And if you want to taste him?

He’ll tell you to “Take what you want, darling… That’s it, swallow for me.” While you whine around him. It won’t be insanely common you get him so dominant but it gets more frequent the more desperation he can feel from you, because he finds it just as hot to cum in you as you do.

Dio Brando (Phantom Blood) 

He most likely was pursuing you long before the mask ever took hold of him. He didn’t do it out of pure love- more likely it was for entertainment and as a chance to hold another thing over Jonathan. 

Dio despises how Jonathan attempts to be friendly with you and often will do what it takes to turn you against the poor guy. 

He doesn’t even know why he is so adamant Jonathan stays away from you, even more so than with anyone else. He feels a possessiveness towards you that cannot be contained or described in words. 

He masks most of his disturbing thoughts and possessiveness for you underneath a facade of charming elegance. He’ll play the part of a picture perfect boyfriend for as long as he needs to. 

But even he has to admit he has trouble holding back all these disgusting feelings for you. You frustrate him in a way few ever have and ever will. 

Despite his haughty attitude over Jonathan and his eagerness to get ahead, Dio is actually grossed out by himself tremendously with you. He recognizes after getting wasted once again that he is just like his bastard of a father, Dario, and it settles in a gross pit in the bottom of his stomach. 

It’s wretched, honestly. While he continuously acts bigger and better than ever to get you to fall further for him, he refuses intimacy or overtly physical gestures. Sharing Dario’s blood with this body makes him sickened at attempting to do anything like that with you. 

Compared to his earlier brazen behavior, when he begins to get possessive and attached to you, he almost retreats and refuses to allow himself the chance at intimacy with you. 

However… once he puts on the mask and rejects his humanity, Dio becomes a whole new wicked beast. 

While he still has sentimental feelings for you, his aggressiveness grows almost tenfold. 

Likes to have you sit on his lap while he strokes your head and monologues about his ideals or shows you horrifying imagery. 

Blood. Lots of blood. 

You’re the only one he attempts to keep alive and refuses to let the others feed off of. If you are to ever be used as sustenance, it is by him and him alone. He gets actively violent against his subordinates if they even think of touching you.

In this stage, he’s more open to intimacy. A bit more, but not at his full peak (we’ll get to that later). 

However, the arousal he has is mostly fueled by his bloodlust and hunger. Feedings of you tend to occur after one of his many minions causes some chaos or he gets word of more destruction and feels a possessive streak. 

He is pretty sensual, taking his time to showcase how much stronger he is, how much better he is now that he has become an undead horror of the night. But that sensuality is still layered with a hint of hunger and obsessiveness towards you that he cannot contain. 

He’s less controlled about his feelings now towards you. His eccentricities make him more likely to just take you randomly at anytime without a care of what is going on around him. And he will verbally tell you them aloud now, enabled by his own inhumanity. 

“I can smell your fear, darling. Your heart is pounding fast… tell me, do you desire something more than this innocent petting, dear?” 

Loves to bite you and leave marks on you. He likes to have his fangs scratch against your skin before he sucks on that spot. His favorite places include your neck but also in more hidden places like your inner thighs. 

Your blood is the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted. He’s addicted to the taste and savors it more than a fine wine. He has to remind himself to take it easy because as much as he loves your taste, you’re still mortal and he has to keep you alive. 

Kars 

As a Pillar Man, he does not think highly of humans like you. You are a mere mortal, and where you belong is below him. Hardly even worth a glance at all. 

But for some reason, despite your status, he found himself protecting you from an encounter with someone trying to rob you late at night. He doesn’t even know why he jumped in to do so, but the look of reverence and awe in your eyes at his display of strength made him… intrigued. 

He doesn’t hold back. He tells you everything, because, really, what are you going to do about it? You couldn’t escape even if you tried. 

And now, you live your life as his human… pet? Partner? Servant? Thing…? 

He’s very unclear about it. Some days he ignores you, and other days he mulls over his thoughts to you while he strokes your head. 

Kars rarely ever gets aroused. He’s not a primitive beast and he’s very focused on his goals. 

But, intellectually, he is curious about how you behave around him. He kind of likes the attention you give him and he recognizes how you’re affected by him physically. 

One thing he’s super proud of? His voice. He knows how his voice can turn you on and drive you mad. He likes to get close to your and have his breath tickle your skin before he whispers words of praise for you doing so well for him. 

“Oh, little one, you’re shivering. Are you afraid? Or are you excited?” 

His favorite thing is to get you incredibly aroused while barely touching you. 

Enjoys you riding his thigh- you look like a wanton little beast who can barely contain themself from him. 

Kars likes you vocal, so that means you better be moaning, groaning, gasping, sobbing, and thanking him loudly. He doesn’t care who hears. If you try to hold your voice back he gets rougher to have you be louder. 

Most of your intimate encounters will be him getting you off in order to humiliate yourself/hear you praise him. But in the few times he does find himself craving your body, be prepared. 

He is huge. That doesn’t need to be stated but he’s big. Muscular. Strong. Tall. And he’s got full control of nearly every fiber of his body. As the perfect being, he knows he’s well-endowed and uses it to his advantage. 

Some days he’s merciful and likes to take his time and prepare you. He’ll coo to you as if you are a mindless little animal (you probably will be after how well he stimulates you) and praise you for taking him so well.

“How precious. Control your breaths, pet. You can’t be this exhausted when we’ve barely begun yet. Now… relax yourself.” 

Other days, he’s merciless and will use you without abandon. His cruelty and dominating nature comes out full force. 

“Hmph, is this how you treat your new god? Beg better, or I’ll stop. You should be grateful I even deign to touch your mortal body.” 

Although he insists he is not affected by your presence or that you are but a toy for him to entertain himself with, if someone were to threaten to harm or take you back (ie. Joseph/Caesar), he will step in and put an end to that foolish thought. 

“It is unwise of you to think that you will take what is mine away from me.” 

DIO (Stardust Crusaders)

A Dio fully in touch with his desires with little remorse or care. This new body of his makes him more confident and lecherous. 

The many ‘victims’ that take up his bedchambers are usually fodder he disposes of quickly. And the ones that are ‘lucky’ enough to escape are very few. 

You happen to be fortunately (or unfortunately) be his favorite. And being Dio’s favorite means many things. 

You get special privileges almost no one else receives. Only you are allowed to caress and touch him so brazenly and easily, and only you can get somewhat mouthy with him. 

He spoils you with fancier foods and drinks to fill you to your heart’s content. While others can argue over scraps, he gives you the opportunity to sit on his lap and feed him. And if he’s feeling nice, he’ll feed you too. 

You also are practically immune to anything, so long as you keep remaining his favorite. If a minion tries something with you? Dead. Someone from the ‘harem’ insults you? Dead. Hell, a bird made too loud of a noise? Dead. He finds it hilarious to inflict damage due to his whims and somewhat twisted obsession with you. 

“Hoh? Does it please you, knowing your lord is willing to go to such lengths to keep you safe? Now, what will you do to showcase how pleased you are?” 

Most people catch on very quickly to stay away from you, lest they face an untimely death. 

But it does mean he expects you to serve his every whim quickly. He’s so demanding with you, annoyingly so, actually, and he does it to mess with you. You’re his favorite but he will still be a joker with you. 

He feeds on you often, but is in enough control to reign himself from taking all your blood. Sometimes he “jokes” that he just wants to drain you dry, but it’s up in the air. 

Dio is pretty selfish in bed. Often he lays back and expects you to ride him, like a good pet should do for their lord. Go on, earn your keep. 

He enjoys clawing at your skin and caressing the scratches he leaves on you later on. 

Is not ashamed of making a public spectacle of you if he feels like it. Get used to him continuing to pound into you while Hol Horse attempts to give him a report update. 

He takes his frustration and anger out on you physically. When he gets news that the Crusaders have foiled another batch of minions, he might go get his violent (and bloody) fill with a few random mortals, then return to you and sternly tell you to get on your knees. The stone cold expression on his face makes the room drop a few degrees and he will not talk much in these sessions. 

Dio likes putting you in difficult situations for the thrill of it. Your reactions are always interesting, solidifying his interest in you. 

He does admit that he’d probably never put you first above his plans (which he seldom talks about except when you two are relaxing after an intense night) and sardonically chuckles that he may enjoy you now, but it can all change if you stop being ‘fun’ for him. 

But when Hol Horse attempts to grab you to threaten Dio, Dio’s face hardens in a way no one has ever seen before, and Hol Horse immediately aborts the plan. You’ve never seen Dio look that terrifying before. 

He doesn’t speak of that event again, instead telling you to return to the room and stay there. 

Expect him to keep him closer and have a tighter grip around you. 

Yoshikage Kira 

Hiding in plain sight has never been so easy for Kira after having his face switched with the poor sucker at Cinderella salon. 

He could lie a bit longer, play pretend as a dutiful husband as this random man whose appearance he has taken. 

He returns home to see you, the partner of the man he just took over, and he knows he’s in for trouble. He’s going to have to not only fend off suspicion from everyone else in town, but especially within his own home. He no longer has a safe space and it frustrates him. 

He has never been in a formal romantic relationship, but he attempts to act ‘normal’, keeping some distance but still ‘polite’. 

You don’t seem to suspect much- or maybe you’re just so happy to see some changes in your former husband- and always like to chat with Kira. At first he finds it dull and grating, despising how you talk about nothing useful. 

But he can’t be too bland, so he’ll respond back. Usually one word responses and the like just to satiate you enough to get him off his back. 

However, you’ll occasionally discuss a topic he is more interested in and then he’ll give you more of his personal opinion on the subject. Kira didn’t expect to find some comfort with having another person to share these discussions with. 

And while he hated the fact his normal schedule before acting as your husband changed, he slowly starts to grow fond of his new routine with you. Waking up and receiving a goodbye kiss before he goes off to work has become his new morning energizer. Coming home to see the table set with you waiting for him makes the nights a bit more pleasant. 

He’ll never really recognize if he enjoys this for real or if he’s doing this to keep up the act of a ‘good husband’. He’ll just let the days continue to go on like this while he loses the others off his back. 

Although, one thing that really took him off guard was your heavy affection and sexual desires for him. You have nice hands, he’ll give you that, but he was so taken aback by your behavior. Apparently, throughout the whole night when you dressed up extra nice for him and made him his favorite meal and were complimenting him and swooning over him- that supposedly meant you wanted to take him to the room for some bed breaking action. 

He honestly was so shocked that this was what your behavior meant and he had take a moment to recollect himself. Kira declined that first night because he truly has never had sex with another person, less so someone he was pretending to be married to. He was not mentally prepared for that to be thrown at him.

After calming himself down in a few days, he does attempt to be more physically intimate with you. 

Yeah he’s mostly focused on your hands at first. He still doesn’t recognize if he actually loves you yet, but he won’t decline you giving him a handjob or stroking your hands over his toned body. And he’s always ready to be licking your hands. 

After a few more times of these rather awkward and selfish sessions, he does pay it back and begins to explore your body more. He finds himself fascinated with how your chest rises and falls with every shaky breath and moan you let out. He likes the way your eyes roll into the back of your head. 

His compulsive tendencies do appear in the bedroom, and he does let them out, but they honestly come off as roleplay. It’s kinda hot to hear your normally calm husband just huff and lecture you while he bends your body around roughly to ‘set you straight’.  

“Enough of that. Seriously, can you not even put yourself together correctly? If you can’t dress properly, then don’t bother wearing anything at all.” 

He’s way too deep into this marriage life with you, getting extra frustrated if anyone dares to disturb whatever you two have going on. 

Diavolo 

He falls in lust first. He hasn’t learned his lesson from the last time. Diavolo is a heavy believer in the concept of ‘Fate’, but he believes he is the ‘King’ who can overcome it. 

Surely… ‘fate’ wanted you to be his subordinate. 

You do a wonderful job, you never ask any questions that are unnecessary, and you never stray too far from what he’s asked. You always manage to get the job done in your own, unique way. 

You’re his most trusted subordinate (underneath Doppio), and Diavolo can’t help but feel that selfish urge to contain you as a part of him forever. You’re attractive, so cunning, and so loyal to him- something that makes him believe you were meant to be ‘his’. 

He’s run from his past for so long, but that makes him cocky. If you were to somehow lose his interest, he surely would overcome this ‘challenge’ and defy your fate, too. You’ll never know what hit you. Not to mention, he completely believes he’ll be able to keep you in check and under his thumb. He’s learned that much from his time.

So he lets himself be known to you, after all, good servants deserve some ‘rewards’ from their king, do they not? 

He is a cruel man in bed, doing almost everything in his power to exert his control over you and dominate you. 

Bondage, toys, threats, punishments, and even using King Crimson are not too out of line for this sadist. 

He enjoys overstimulating you, loving the way you babble nonsense and tell him it’s ‘too much’. 

The louder and messier it is, the better. Anything to show you who is the one in control and in charge, and where your proper place as his most devoted servant is. 

He insists on a BDSM lifestyle outside of the bedroom too. Diavolo is not short on funds, so he’ll gift you an expensive accessory (probably with built in tracking on it) as a ‘reminder’ of who you belong to. 

But knowing Diavolo, it’s a veiled threat. Fail to comply with his demands, fail to be entertaining to him, or worst of all, fail to keep his trust- you’ll be dealt with swiftly. Choose wisely when he ‘graciously’ lets you roam free. 

He’s pretty giving otherwise. His constant jumping from villa to villa or hotel makes him take you with him and allow you some luxuries in those areas. You will always have a private suite away from the rabble and be able to relax. 

Diavolo finds it sweet that you’ll trace the paisley tattoos/markings on his arm (sorry I like tattoos so uh-). He’ll let you do it for a bit, all while smirking down at you in amusement. 

“Enjoying yourself, tesoro mio?” 

Gets incredibly angry at the thought of someone touching you or finding you. Not purely out of love- but as a desire to keep you to him. If someone figured out your relationship with him, he’d have to swiftly deal with them and possibly you to keep himself hidden. 

He does trust Doppio to escort you and take care of you, allowing him to be perhaps the only other person to see you physically and take you around wherever Diavolo needs you to be taken. 

Surprisingly, Diavolo likes to listen to the opera and will play some records for you both to listen to while you both unwind or he is working on mundane things for Passione. 

Enrico Pucci 

A master manipulator who believes everything he’s doing is for your own good. He meets in the prison- you’re down on your luck, but you’re earnest and seeking redemption. How could he not want to give you the peace you’ve been searching for? 

As the chaplain of Green Dolphin, he does get more access to you than others get, as well as allowing you the chance to take a break from your prison activities to talk or assist him. 

He believes the chance meeting with you, you who was so pitiful in the chapel and begging for anything to comfort you in your hard time, was another mechanization of “gravity”. 

It was simply fate to meet you, and it was fated that he had to be the one to save you. Perhaps this was a second chance at something he needed to do to be redeemed. Perhaps this was him seeing a kindred spirit within you.

Pucci takes it upon himself to offer you counsel or give you a moment of reprise. Once you two get closer, he begins to encourage more discussion and debate from you. 

“Humans are powerless to oppose fate. Wouldn’t you agree on that?” 

But Pucci is obviously not the completely helpful priest he acts as, as his more sinister and rough behaviors come out the more he is ‘pulled’ to you. 

Pucci does continue to use Whitesnake as a mouthpiece, often to voice more ‘warnings’ to you so you do not get scared of Pucci directly. Obviously Whitesnake is just a separate being from Pucci, and you have nothing to worry about, because you obviously were not planning on doing anything to jeopardize Pucci’s goals or ideals, right? 

He uses his authority and standing in Green Dolphin to get his way. Whether it is ridding of annoying prisoners or guards who bother you, or having you isolated as ‘punishment’ for perhaps doing something he didn’t like, Pucci will pull as many strings as he must. 

Only he has your best interests in mind, and only he is the one who can give you salvation and the hope you long for. He is your ‘fate’ so long as you comply. 

He has to admit, he is curious to get your Memory DISC to see all your memories. But he recognizes that would possibly be a step too far (he has some boundaries, he thinks) and attempts to get you to admit your memories on your own. 

Incredibly attentive and will recall anything you’ve told him with 100% accuracy. It can be comforting and nice when you want to vent or talk to him. Do not think you can lie your way around him, though. Whether you’ve intentionally lied to him or not, he will promptly correct you and tell you to be truthful. 

Pucci believes the Heaven Plan will save you and make you more willing to accept your fate. He confesses to you that what he’s doing will make you happier, will make you more free, and will make your tears dry up. 

Although he says that, sometimes, when he looks at you, he does get those same feelings from before he met Dio. Those dreams of running away, running far away and committing blasphemous acts with you, much like those of the novels he’s read. He brushes them aside and counts prime numbers to rid himself of those ideas. He’s so close to his goal. 

“Enough, Pucci. Enough. You’ve committed to this. You’re doing this for the good of humanity. Even if it’s hard, they’ll understand. They’ll come to learn to love their new life and accept their fate with a smile.” 

Funny Valentine 

Funny prioritizes public appearance and his goals over his private life. Despite Scarlet being gone from the picture, he isn’t all that distraught. But being a ‘widower’ does give him some sympathy from the public that he uses to leverage good PR. 

And you are such a helpful assistant to him. You always have everything under control, every plan together, and whatever he may need quickly finished and given to him without him having to utter a word. 

That competence is quite attractive to him, more so than your physical features (which he does enjoy and did catch his eye before). 

He thinks to himself as a joke that he’d just adore having multiple copies of you running around the White House (and in the room) thanks to D4C, but he knows how dangerous it would be to play with your life like that. You’re so useful to him now, so he’ll care for you. 

Funny pulls lots of all-nighters, especially during the Steel Ball Run, and that means, likewise, you are too, as his devout assistant. This does mean he’s more tired, but also more personable than his stern public face. 

Sometimes he rambles about anecdotes from his time in the army or working as a senator. Sometimes he’ll tell a bad joke that makes you laugh from the fact that the strong president would say such a strange thing out of nowhere. But sometimes, he’ll admit how lonely it is, being the most powerful man in America. Especially without anyone beside him. 

He takes advantage of the sob story he has to get you to be more vulnerable with him. And when you comfort him and offer him some help, he is quite happy internally that you did exactly what he hoped you’d do, but outwardly acts humble. 

“How kind of you, dear. You needn’t worry about my nonsense, though. You aren’t on my payroll to be my personal therapist. I already stress you enough, as is.” 

But you insist and who is he to deny you? 

It doesn’t take long after that for your relationship to go beyond professional boundaries. A touch here, a longing gaze there- and Funny has to admit he enjoys the thrill of having a secret affair going on with his assistant right under the nose of the rest of the workers there. 

And, scandalously, Funny is a freak. A really freaky guy. 

Don’t get fooled by his professional nature and good posture that he displays for the newspapers. Funny is perhaps the most experimental and freaky man on the list, willing to try almost anything at least once (and it does give a good excuse to take you to his chambers). 

He indulges in plenty of kinks; bondage, domination (whether you or him), roleplay, exhibitionism- it doesn’t matter. 

But he will try to reign himself in because he is the president, even if he’d love nothing more than to have you on his desk and weeping for him. His biggest kink is roleplay, and in private, he will want to be addressed differently. This must go on at all times behind closed doors. Failure to adhere to his rules or attempting to embarrass him publicly will result in punishment. 

“You little brat! Have I not been clear on what you were to do? Or were you hoping I would take matters into my own hands? Hm, since you seem to enjoy acting so improper, perhaps I shall reteach you manners. Lay down, now. I hope you’re prepared for what’s coming.” 

Funny can look calm during any arguments he has with you, thus making him a tough man to debate. He is authoritative and believes he knows what’s best. While some backtalk is fine for the most part, after a while he puts his foot down and tells you to stop. 

But then you two see each other after you’ve calmed down, and he holds you while apologizing. He’ll insist he loves you very, very much, but he’s just under so much stress and while you may have your heart in the right place, there are some things that just can’t go as you like. 

DIO:

DIO had two things in his heart, one is reaching heaven, the other was eliminating the Joestar's bloodline. However he has a secret third one only his closest guards and servants, his soft spot to you.

DIO always, he has one of his lackeys make sure you're the safest whenever you enter or leave his mansion, Pet shop keeping an eye in your exit or entry in cast anyone who may have followed you at day, Vanilla Ice at night. Every order of DIO's that mention you will always involve extra guarding measures. his subordinates assume its self serving, but that wasn’t all true.

morals tend to be fragile compared to ones who rejected their humanity, and you are as delicate as a rose in his eyes.

regardless if you have a stand, or any sort of combat, you are his. and anyone who DIO deems worthy of the title lover must be more important than the rest.

kars:

Kars thinks of himself as superior, a better human in every sense; physical strength being chief among them. so he's very much careful with you, even suggesting you get a hunky dog to keep you company while he wasn't in vicinity(for himself more or less). but Kars is sure whatever foe treads along in an attempt to harm you won't even last a mere second, that doesn't change the fact that he implores you to go out at night with him - - where he's most dangerous(until he acquires the Stone of Aja).

Kars won't keep subtle on anyone he deems a threat to you, marching up to them - -regardless if public or not- and swiftly dispose of them with no fanfare. if you get squeamish from gore he'll alter you in advance so you can avoid the scene.

Yoshikage kira:

Kira having a lover was great for a cover, having your hand in his was just a perfect bonus. But deep down in his subconscious he can’t deny his feelings for you, that’s how his meticulous routines had you in them.

at the specific time you would be awake ready to start your morning; he would set up any equipment you needed for your needs, at the specific hour you would usually eat in; he would’ve prepared that meal for you, at the specific day you leave the house; he memorized the layout of the street to insure nothing of significance harms you.

Yoshikage thrives off of his ordinary life, order and structure. so inviting you into his life meant upmost devotion.

Doppio/Diavolo:

Doppio does his best, he really does, whenever you're around he keeps a watchful eye on his surroundings - - but gets lost in conversation. Diavolo has to “call” him to make sure that he's on constant alert, and every-time he's apologetic(to his boss and you). regardless, Doppio always suggests that he eats or drinks whatever you ordered Incase if it's poisoned (something only Diavolo's paranoia installed in him).

Diavolo on the other hand already has extreme measures for himself, adding his lover could very well compromise Himself - - but he is willing to risk it. its never subtle with those actions; straight to the point he'll request that you always change your belongings, phones, keys, etc. just so no one traces it back to you and asks you wear hats and clothes that conceal your frame and gloves for your fingerprints.

Every one of these is to in trust you are safe, but if you refuse any Diavolo has different ways to keep you hidden.

you wouldn't even notice it, but whenever you roam about on the streets, not a single person would ever lift their eyes towards you - - no one dares to approach.

Pucci:

Pucci takes Your safety very seriously, but keeps it polite enough. him being a priest does cause you two's status to being a secret, but that doesn't stop from it from being know that you must be secure. Pucci is always posed around everyone, but when you enter his eyes narrows around any getting close to you - - its unnoticeable at first glance, but with repetition it becomes more obvious.

this behavior isn't unorthodox, he is aiding sinners in a jail; a place notorious for hosting the worst of the worst. Pucci would warn you about the ugly faces you would meet there, and would shamelessly let Whitesnake guard you on his behalf - - with its longer range being an extension of space he can verify its dangers, ensuring you are all well.