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scolpimpisdiary · 2 years

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His Prized Possession

Yan!Don Giorno x Fem!Reader

Content Warning: Mentions of Kidnapping/Captivity, Yandere themes, possessiveness

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It was painful.

Not the type of pain you’d get from a physical injury, or the type of numbing pain a heartbreak gives you. It was the pain that stung the most to you. The pain of realizing you’ve been stuck here for five months.

Five months.

It was routine at this point. You’d get up, shower, get dressed then go to your Calendar and cross off another day. After that you’d sit quietly on a bench near the windowsill curled up in a book.

It was funny, almost. You were never an avid reader in the past, but ever since the kidnapping you’ve lost all access to any form of internet, making you solely reliant on books to entertain yourself. You used to have art supplies, but tried using the sharp wooden handle on one of the brushes to pry open the window. Like a child, the privilege of painting was quickly taken away from you by Don Giovanna.

You let out a desperate chuckle, hearing the footsteps you’ve grown all too familiar with as they clicked down the hallway towards the room.

The truth is, you’ve given up on trying to escape the prison that Giorno would always call home. Time and time again of failed escapes and cruel punishments proved the labyrinth to be impossible to leave. Even going through the villa was like a confusing maze to you.

Even though you were deep in thought, you could hear the click of the steel door unlocking, indicating that Giorno has just entered your room. You kept your back turned to him, trying to ignore his presence.

“Buongiorno, amore mio..”

Out of the corner of your eye, you see his figure move over and sit next to you on the bench. The smell of what seemed like expensive cologne engulfed your nostrils.

The pain of being held captive was made worse by the certain blonde-haired man’s presence.

“Now tell me, Y/N, how is my precious wife doing today?”

The tone in the blonde’s voice was sickeningly sweet, you could tell he was reveling in seeing you like this.

After staying quiet and keeping your head turned, a light scoff left the Don’s lips. His smile pursed into a frown as his hand cupped your face and quickly turned it to him.

Giorno’s voice soon went cold and threatening as his grip gently tightened along your jaw. His piercing green eyes bored into yours

“Look at me when I’m talking to you.”

Once you gave him your full attention, Giorno’s face then warmed into its usual faux smile. “Good, now answer my question. How is my beautiful wife doing today?”

“I’m fine” you muttered, both you and your captor knowing that isn’t the truth. Either way, it was an answer that he was satisfied with.

“So good, mi caro, you’re becoming more obedient. I know that soon enough you’ll let me shower you with my love, yes?”

You nodded, knowing that if you didn’t then Giorno would probably force a response out of you one way or another.

He chuckled and gave you a light peck, his lips meshing with your soft ones.

“Well, I have a surprise for you. Today I’m taking you out to dinner. I have made reservations for a restaurant that offers the best dining in all of Napoli..”

Your eyes shot open at this sudden news, to which Giorno took notice of. He chuckled and continued on.

“Yes tesoro, you’ve been so good lately. I have to go out for a while, so I’m letting a maid accompany you for a couple of hours. She will be helping you get ready for the dinner until then. Once I come back, we are leaving.”

You nodded along to his words, feeling as if he didn’t need a response. Eventually Giorno left, not forgetting to lock the steel door behind him as he left your room. Your body eased up a little from his lack of presence, and you went back to reading your book.

Over the course of several hours you’ve spent majority of it in the dressing room, letting the maid find a suitable dress for you to wear. You weren’t able to choose much outside of hairstyle for the event, as Giorno had strict control over what could and couldn’t be worn for it. You sighed and checked it off as another one of his controlling tactics.

When it was time to go, Giorno personally went to your room, collected and brought you through the villa to the limousine that waited patiently outside. You had assumed that he didn’t trust any of his guards to personally bring you. Hell, they wouldn’t even look at you.

The both of you wore matching emerald green outfits, Giorno’s being a suit that had golden ladybug shaped charms on each side, and yours being a silk emerald green dress

Once the both of you had made it to the limo, Giorno opened the back door, letting you get in first. As you slid in, you were met with three unfamiliar faces. One was a woman with short pink hair and a simple black dress on. She sat on the left side, quietly staring out the window as the two men on the right conversed with eachother.

The two men, one having strawberry blonde hair, glared in irritation at the other man, who was tan and wore a red and blue hat. He was aimlessly rambling on about a video game, and the blonde seemed very disinterested.

When Giorno entered the car, all of their eyes were on him. Once everyone settled in, the car started driving away from the villa.

“Giorno! How have you been, man?”

“I’ve been good, Mista. How has your team been? And you too, Fugo?”

“It’s actually been pretty good! Ever since you made me capo I feel like people respect me more!” Mista told Giorno with a comical grin stretched across his face.

Fugo then turned to Giorno. “I feel honored that you’re letting me oversee the data and information team. I promise that this won’t be in vain.”

With a satisfied smile, the Don nodded his head as he turned to the pink-haired woman. “What about you, Trish?”

Mista then added on “Yeah, you haven’t said anything during the whole ride! Don’t you want to be a capo too?”

Trish shook her head, turning back towards the window.

“No. I have no interest in being directly involved with the mafia. I just want to live my life..”

Even though you couldn’t say anything, you knew deep down that you could relate to Trish. You didn’t want to be under Giorno’s watchful eyes or have any ties to Passione, you just wanted to be free and live your life as well.

Trish must’ve noticed that you were staring at her, because she gave you a soft smile and said “Might I say, Mrs. Giovanna, you look wonderful tonight.”

A small smile curled up onto your face. You nodded and thanked her. That was the first time someone has paid you a compliment in months, besides Giorno obviously. You’ve chalked it up to Trish being very close to him, knowing deep down that if it was someone else complimenting you, Giorno would’ve probably done something to them.

Once you’ve reached the restaurant and taken your seats, you couldn’t help but admire how beautiful it was. There was an aquarium in the very center of the restaurant, and each booth had soft comfortable seats and impeccably clean tables. The silverware and plates looked high quality. You lifted a plate up, able to see your reflection inside of it. This caused you to let out an audible gasp. The whole table chuckled at your reaction, with Giorno adding “I take it you like the restaurant?” You nodded and shyly looked down at your lap.

Once everyone was settled down, you tapped Giorno on his shoulder. He looked up at you with his usual gaze, loving and sickeningly sweet. “Yes, my love?”

“I have to use the bathroom..” you replied shyly. Immediately Giorno looked to Trish. “Trish, can you accompany Y/N to the bathroom for me?”

She nodded and stood up from the booth.

Once you both made it near the bathroom, Trish stood outside and you went in.

“Don’t take too long, okay? Giorno..you know..” you could tell she didn’t want to finish her sentence, nor acknowledge the reality of him keeping you captive.

“I understand.” You replied, going into the private bathroom and closing it behind you. The truth is that you just wanted a moment to be alone. Actually alone. Without the presence of surveillance cameras, guards and maids, or the watchful eyes of your captor husband.

A moment that was stolen from you the very moment Giorno kidnapped you.

As you sighed, staring into the mirror, you noticed a window above. It wasn’t a sealed one, just a regular window. Your head whipped around and jogged towards it. Your footsteps must’ve been quite loud, as you heard a brief knock on the door from Trish.

“Hey, Y/N, is everything alright in there?”

“Uh- yes! Everything is fine! Give me a couple more minutes..” you quickly reached for the window, only to realize it was too high up for you, or any human for that matter, to reach. Your eyes quickly scoured the room for things to use as a booster, only to see the cupboard underneath the sink.

“So yes, those are all the recent discoveries my team has made about the other organizations operating in Italy”

Fugo smugly replied, then turned to an annoyed looking Mista. “What about you? What does your team do, besides shoot things of course” “Now hold on you little-“

Giorno immediately stood up, catching the other men’s attention. “Is everything okay?” they both said. The Don looked slightly frustrated, his deep green eyes scanning the restaurant for the two women that were gone. “I’ll be right back. I need to do something..” he replied, walking away from the table with a fit of urgency. The two men glanced at each-other blankly for a second, only for their eyes to shoot open in the realization that something may have happened to Y/N

Giorno rushed towards the opposite site of the restaurant, seeing Trish leaning on the door to the girls bathroom, casually texting on her phone. She looked up to see Giorno, any sign of happiness or joy completely gone from him.

“Trish, I need you to open this door now.”

In the bathroom, you opened the cupboard to see three things: some wipes, a stool, and a plunger

Wait, a stool?

You grabbed it and placed it near the window, giving you enough of a boost to open it and push it. You heard the door behind you unlocking. Panicking, you shoved yourself through the window, one of your emerald green heels falling off into the bathroom in the process. You fell onto a garbage can, then onto the cold concrete floor. Your body ached from the fall, but still pushed through, seeing a river nearby. The fight or flight in your body immediately kicked in. You yanked off your last heel and booked it, reaching the river.

“God, I’m so sorry Giorno! I swear she was just there a second ago!” Trish said, a look of guilt evident on her face. The young man sighed and looked around the bathroom, quickly taking note of the opened window and the lost shoe.

“It’s fine. Go get the others and explain the situation. I’ll stay here.”

Trish nodded and went to get Fugo and Mista. Meanwhile, Giorno grabbed your shoe, surveying it further. He wasn’t angry or sad. Instead, Giorno mumbled to himself.

“Oh Il mio tesoro, don’t worry, I will find you once again..”

Once you dove into the water, being dragged away by the river current was intense. Rocks and other debris hit you at every angle, filling your ankles, face, and other exposed parts of your body with scratches. you barely stood afloat in the harsh waters, accidentally breathing in water every now and again. You feel like you’d pass out from it, but your determination kept you awake. Even though it hurt, you were finally free, free from Giorno’s grasp, free from Passione, and most importantly, free to finally go home and live your life how you want to.

Or so you thought

Once you reached the end of the river, which seemed to be a cold dark forest, your body struggled to climb onto land.

Your entire outfit was wet and dirty, making it hard to walk. Once you barely lifted yourself up, you felt a familiar pair of arms pull you towards him in an embrace. His blonde locks tickled your face gently, not caring about his outfit getting stained in the process.

“Oh tesora, I was waiting for you.”

Your stomach sunk and you swallowed, a lump of fear stuck in your throat.

“H-how..” you cried, tears streaming down your face. You felt a warm hand brush the tears off of your cheek.

“You left your shoe, amore mio. I turned it into a fly, then it went near the river. That’s how I was able to find your location. After that I waited at the end of the river for you, and let Mista and Fugo patrol around just in case you may take shortcuts.”

Immediately, Giorno’s hug tightened. A wide grin was present. “But you didn’t! The path you took led you straight to me! That goes to show how connected we are, how truly everlasting our love is, correct?”

Your mind was filled with disbelief, too shocked to murmur any other words.

Wrapping his arm securely around yours, Giorno led you towards a car that you’d assume takes you back to the villa. You’d thought about running away, but his grip on you was so tight that it was impossible for you to form any distance between your body and his.

“Now, I do have to decide on the punishment I’ll give you..but for right now, let’s just go home, okay?”

#jojo bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizzare adventure x reader #jjba x reader #giorno giovanna #giogio #giorno #giorno giovanna x reader #giorno x reader #giovanna giorno #jjba giorno #jjba giorno giovanna #yandere #yandere x darling #yandere x reader

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obscurecurse · 25 days

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Entrance to the Villa Ottolenghi (completed 1978), Carlo Scarpa

I'm sorry but like please imagine you go to someone's house and you have to descend into what looks like the entrance to an actual labyrinth? Descending and turning in a narrow concrete throughway is kind of the opposite of what you expect of a residential entry sequence. Think of every house you have entered in the last year, from the approach all the way up to arriving at the front door.

Scarpa meters the feeling of enclosure he creates by opening up to a meadow at the end of this throughway. This is the same move you experience in gothic cathedrals. You are compressed in the entrance and then the room opens up to a grand space with stained glass, candles, religious symbolism. At Villa Ottolenghi you are presented with earth, sky, a still pool reflecting your surroundings. This was a design move he made often, deliberate compression resolved by a meadow, reflection. It was succeeded through smaller gestures, but he thought about the journey as much as the destination.

#villa ottolenghi #carlo scarpa #h writes #god help you if you need to get a refrigerator down there tho #my self soothe is thinking about what my venetian hotboy could DO with concrete

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letourdumondedesdufraigne · 7 months

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VIVA PORTUGAL!

C'est parti !!!

Longue est la route pour rejoindre notre destination : Carvoeiro en Algarve.

Plusieurs itinéraires s'offrent à nous, nous choisissons celui qui passe par le pays Basque. Cela tombe bien, nous adorons cette région et plus particulièrement Saint Jean de Luz.

Partis depuis poltron minet, nous prenons possession de notre chambre à Ascain, en milieu d'après-midi. Nous profitons de l'accalmie météo pour rejoindre Saint Jean de Luz où nous organisons un pique nique apéritif face à la baie et au magnifique coucher du soleil.

En rentrant à l'hôtel, nous croisons ce panneau improbable qui nous fait immédiatement penser à notre fils!

Nous passons la frontière à 6h30 en direction de Caceres, en Espagne, notre seconde étape.

Après l'autoroute très sinueuse du pays Basque espagnol, se succèdent de très longues plaines agricoles bien grillées. Déconcentrés par ces paysages désertiques, nous en avons oublié de regarder notre niveau d'essence...dommage!, car après une première partie de route constellée de station service tous les 10 km, celles-ci se font beaucoup plus rares! Fidèles à notre réputation, nous sommes cependant sauvés par l'ami "Repsol" (=Total espagnol).

Nous arrivons à Caceres en milieu d'après-midi sous une pluie battante. Tant pis pour la piscine! L'hôtel Extramadura, chiné sur Booking, est un peu comme la ville, d'une architecture rétro des années 70. Armés d'un parapluie, nous partons à la conquête de la partie ancienne de la ville. Après un pique-nique dans notre chambre, nous y retournons le soir : objectif, déguster une sangria! Les monuments anciens sont très joliment mis en valeur par un éclairage. La musique d'un bar branché nous invite à passer le pas de porte. La sangria "maison" est plutôt bien chargée en alcool blanc, Gin?!

Le copieux petit déjeuner nous permet également de prévoir notre pique-nique du midi.

A 10h55, (9h55 locales), nous passons la frontière portugaise, où des cigognes, nichées sur des pilônes, nous accueillent. Les plaines désertiques font place à des champs vallonnés et verdoyants de chênes liège.

Nous faisons une halte à Evora, qui mérite mieux que le court moment que nous lui avons consacré. Capitale de l'Alenjero, c'est une belle petite ville qui comporte entre autre de nombreux vestiges de l'antiquité.

Nous arrivons enfin à Carvoeiro ! Nous donnons rendez-vous à Jean-Michel, notre contact français local. Notre petite maison sur 3 étages, est située dans un quartier résidentiel dans la partie haute de la ville. C'est une maison mitoyenne avec de petites cheminées qui nous a immédiatement fait penser aux "Trullis" vus dans les Pouilles, en Italie.

Ici, toutes les maisons sont blanches, avec des jardins exotiques. Nous pouvons aussi profiter d'une piscine partagée.

Comme il faut remplir le réfrigérateur, nous prenons la destination des 3 mousquetaires. Eh oui, la France est là aussi ! En sortant du supermarché, il fait nuit, le GPS ne connait pas notre rue et le téléphone affiche aucune connexion internet… Nous mettons un certain temps avant de retrouver, enfin!, (grâce à Olivier) , notre maison dans ce labyrinthe !

Le lendemain, nous avons rendez-vous avec Jean-Michel, qui avait proposé une marche jusqu'à sa (très grande) villa, pour un apéritif destiné à nous présenter la région proche et les usages portugais locaux.

Voici la plage de Carvoeiro.

Les jours suivants, nous visitons les environs et nous constatons que la circulation en voiture est souvent compliquée, parce que les indications de lieux sont aléatoires.

Visite de Portimao, située à quelques kilomètres de Carvoeiro.

Plage de Praia da Rocha

Nous y avons déniché un tout premier restaurant, petit et fréquenté par les locaux, des plats typiques et pas chers.

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Nous randonnons à Alvor, petit port à 15 km de Carvoeiro. Très belle randonnée sur la plage, longue de plusieurs kilomètres et aménagée de chemins de bois qui permettent la marche à marée haute dans la lagune, sur l'arrière.

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corporatestrategyproelium · 3 months

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HEAVEN TO HELL?

A Verdant Dream, Nestled amidst the turquoise waters and lush rainforests of a Southeast Asian island, Green Haven was more than just a resort – it was a vision. Its handcrafted villas blended seamlessly with the landscape, whispering secrets of sustainable luxury. Organic gardens yielded gourmet delights, and solar panels hummed a vibrant symphony of environmental consciousness. Guests were promised an immersive experience, not just of pristine beaches and breath-taking sunsets, but of living in harmony with nature and embracing the vibrant culture of the island's indigenous community.

2 years later, Green Haven, once a beacon of sustainable luxury nestled in the turquoise embrace of a Southeast Asian island, now faces a reckoning. Its handcrafted villas, once whispering secrets of eco-consciousness, now echo with the murmurs of dissent. The organic gardens, once yielding gourmet delights, taste bitter in the face of accusations. Two years after its grand opening, the cracks in the emerald facade are undeniable.

The pristine coral reefs, once vibrant symphony conductors of the underwater world, stand skeletal and silent. Conservationists point fingers, their voices echoing with grief, alleging Green Haven's construction as the conductor of this tragic opera. The crystal-clear waters, once mirroring the sky, now bear the scars of pollution, whispers swirling of the resort's lavish waste as the choreographer of this murky.

The environmental scars are merely the prologue to a more intricate tragedy. Displaced families, their ancestral fishing grounds usurped, watch from the side-lines, their anger a simmering volcano. Promised jobs within the resort, like mirages in the desert, have vanished, leaving behind a desolate landscape of broken trust. To add salt to the wound, accusations of cultural appropriation rise, whispers of Green Haven profiting from indigenous rituals while the community, the true artists, remain ostracized.

You, the PR Manager, stand at the precipice of this labyrinth, the weight of paradise's redemption on your shoulders. The storm of social media outrage threatens to engulf Green Haven, a digital tsunami demanding action. Your task is to weave a tapestry of PR that goes beyond mere damage control, a strategy that charts a course towards genuine redemption, not just for the resort, but for the island's fragile ecosystem and its vibrant community.

Deliverables:

· Press Release

· A video release featuring the PR Manager and CEO, which includes (2min)

Extra deliverables are always welcomed!

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salt-and-vynegar · 1 year

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Blizzardous Threads of Red: Notes Masterpost

This is a collection of the notes I’ve taken for the puzzle areas located inside the Villa Courtyard section.

Ink Study

To unlock the final challenge room in this area, Yiban, you need to obtain all the collectibles from the Way of Adversity and Way of Truth rooms from the Labyrinth Pavilion area.

Notes on Yiban (Ink Study Challenge Room)

Bright Pavilion

To unlock the final challenge room in this area, Main Hall, you need to obtain all the collectibles from the Way of Mystery and Way of Choices rooms from the Labyrinth Pavilion area.

Labyrinth Pavilion

To unlock the final challenge for this area, The Insatiable Journey, you need to collect all the collectibles from the 1st Try, 2nd Try, and 3rd Try rooms from the Vault area.

Notes on The Insatiable Journey (Labyrinth Pavilion Challenge Room)

Vault

To unlock the final challenge for this area, Final Try, the collectables have to be collected from the 4th Try room in the Vault area.

#Tears of Themis #ToT: Blizzardous Threads of Red Event #My Analysis #My Writings

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funny-yellow-socks · 2 years

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#david bowie #villa-of-ormen #labyrinth

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ultraericthered · 4 months

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COMING SOON - ANIME UPDATE V3

“V3″ in this case stands for “Version 3″. I did the V1 series of posts from late 2019 to the end of 2021, then did the V2 posts in 2022 and 2023. Time for another shake-up, once more before the last time.

Vinland Saga S2 will continue with its second half, and once I'm done with it, and once I'm done with it, the newly revived Kimi ni Todoke will be taking its place, itself to be followed by Vision of Escaflowne once I'm done with it.

Hunter x Hunter will continue to the end this year, and once I'm finally done with it, Fullmetal Alchemist will be taking its place.

SHUFFLE! will be a new anime I start up, and along with it will soon come the 13 episode AIR. Jun Maeda's prototype for CLANNAD, Kanon, would be the most likely to take its place afterwards.

Fate/Stay Night: Unlimited Blade Works draws to a close, soon to be replaced by The Case Files Of Lord El Meloi II.

Konosuba will be taking over from Re:ZERO (talk about whiplash!), and once its done, its place will be taken by Black Cat.

Symphogear XV will finish off the Symphogear series, and once that's done, K-On!! will be taking its place.

Eureka Seven will continue through the year, and once I'm done with it, I'll finally look back to the Gundam franchise with Gundam Wing.

Gintama will be returning as well. with me finally getting closer towards the really good parts.

EXTRAs that I intend to also give watches to from now to perpetuity: A Certain Scientific Railgun, kame Ga Kill, Akiba Maid Wars, Attack On Titan, Azumanga Daioh, Bakugan Battle Brawlers, Baccano, Berserk, Black Butler, Bloom Into You, Blue Exorcist, BNA: Brand New Animal, Bungo Stray Dogs, Candy Candy, Captain Earth, Chainsaw Man, Code Geass R2, Cutey Honey, D-Gray Man, Date A Live, Demon Slayer, Digimon anime, Dragon Ball anime, Durarara, Full Metal Panic, Gabriel Drop Out, Great Pretender, Gundam & Macross anime, Gurren Lagann, Haruhi Suzumiya, Horimiya, Inuyasha, Kill La Kill, Little Busters, Little Witch Academia, Love Live! Nijiyon, Love Live! Superstar!!, Made In Abyss, Magi: The Labyrinth of Magic, Marmalade Boy, Megaman NT Warrior, Monster, Moriarty The Patriot, My Hero Academia, My Next Life As A Villaness, Nadia: The Secret Of Blue Water, Nichijou, Non Non Biyori, Odd Taxi, One Punch Man, Ouran High School Host Club, Persona The Animation, Pokemon anime, Pretty Cure, Princess Jellyfish, Puella Magi anime, Ranma 1/2, Rewrite, RWBY, Rurouni Kenshin, Sakugan, Shadows House, Shaman King, Shikimori's Not Just A Cutie, Slime Taoshite 300-Nen, Soul Eater, Steins;Gate, SSSS Gridman & Dynazenon, Tales of the Abyss The Animation, Tenchi Muyo, Tiger & Bunny, Trigun, The Demon Girl Next Door, The Girl Who Leapt Through Space, The Pet Girl Of Sakurasou, The Rising Of The Shield Hero, The World Ends With You Animation, Yuna Yuki Is A Hero, and likely plenty of others that might come my way, rewatches included.

Yeah.

#Anime Update V3 #Anime Update

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