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ophelian-darling · 2 years

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hi! if it's not too much, may I ask for yandere jonathan joestar with prompts 96,81,44? ty🤎

"Tell me their name, now."

"Look at them, they're in so much pain because of you...your selfishness will murder them."

"Red just suits you well, Sweetest"

TW: Forced marriage, cheating, blood & violence, emotional manipulation.

enjoy ♡

Colors used to be all what you've witnessed in this world, as vibrant and warm as a spring day. melodies and serenades of love and Coquetry were falling on your ears like honey on your tongue: treacly, tender and tasteful.

Your heart was full: the red string of fate tied you to another soul, a soul you saw the world through its eyes; an image of sheer happiness. the spark flashed at a first smile: it was at an elegant ball, a place where you were brought in by your parents to admire the assets of other wealthy families, as a hope from them that you'll gleam and rise above the lords of the upper world, only ending up with a kindle in your heart for that smile of your beloved. they had your heart from one golden arrow, and you knew you had theirs from one philtered gaze.

It was during a budding morning, they had crossed paths with you again, in an orchard behind your father's mansion. you had joked about it, saying that your family strangled your freedom and a break was necessary, and they smiled at you. the kindle soon flamed, and it was the start of your love story.

a loving word, then a warm touch, then a true kiss. the flames within your hearts ignited into a fire: consuming, powerful, and sweetly painful.

Long nights of kisses under the moonlight, perfumed billets-doux on your desk and rose petals on your mattress would end suddenly. you felt your lovely world being torn apart as your father announced your engagement to a rich man; a noble-born lord of a well-known family in England: Jonathan Joestar.

And who wouldn't be honored to have the eye of such a respected man?!

Before you could utter any defense or objection, the ring already hedged your finger and you were officially a better half of him. There was something sparkling in his blue eyes that was not in need of any rejection or fight to protest against; he didn't even lift a finger or raise a voice to win you over- correctly, to win your parent's affection and appreciation.

You were completely broken. Was it a curse or some sort of an evil spell casted upon lovers, to not be with the ones whom their hearts worshiped? ever since the engagement you were forbidden of any contact with your lover, their name now a passing memory, forced out of your heart.

You couldn't even ask why- your father would sternly scold you and order you to forget about them.

"You're about to be wed to someone else, don't mention another name that isn't your spouse's!"

The rational part of you would scream at you to stop thinking about them. they were just a caprice, nothing more or less of a teen flirtation… you would convince -or lie to- yourself, but you couldn't.

Wedding passed and so was your honeymoon. frankly, your brain was unable to recall or record them as one of the happiest periods of your life. you were just doing a duty, escaping from the backlash and recoil of your society. No one would want to be in company with an adulterer cheater, who chose their carnal titillation over a respected marriage. it was too rough for you to handle.

And as much as 'JoJo' was loving and gentle, you couldn't bring yourself to love him. Indeed, he is a man of charm, machismo and knowledge; traits that anyone would wish a spouse with.

He's a hopeless romantic as well. Jonathan moons over you in every glance he gives and idolizes your form in each letter he utters, to the point of literally getting sick of him or asking (gently, of course.) to be quiet, which he gladly does (which irritates you even more.)

"I adore you, darling. you don't have any idea of how much I waited for you to be mine…or how blessed I am to have you next to me"

You just smiled, out of pity for him.

Although you had someone doting over you, treating you royally and kissing every inch of your skin in pure love, you still brought yourself to cheat?! how in God's name you managed to stoop so low and betr-

No. you don't care anymore if others saw your true love as scandalous or shameful, you don't care anymore if you stepped on precious norms or broke some dear hearts, it wasn't your fault from the first place or so you comforted yourself.

Your legs appeared as a blur, quickening your tempo to escape the city as fast as possible. you'd written a letter to your lover, informing them about your plan: you'd sneak under the veil of night, leave everything behind and escape to their residence. the world and its little troubles weren't your concern anymore; you'll follow your heart and trust your feelings.

During the past three months of marriage, you'd managed to build back contact with your true love -being extra careful of Jonathan, who was under the belief that you were writing to your parents- and bringing all of the Ol' good memories and sweet maudlin love. you knew it wasn't a caprice, it was a true lovers' knot.

The pale moon had darkened to a tad reddish light, painting the outskirts of London in a dim landscape. The only hope for you to keep going was the smile of your beloved, just as you remembered it, darkness and fear no longer intimidated: they were a balsam to your wounds and a color to your world; life never seemed so beautiful and worthy of living before.

And never so cruel and baleful before.

"Why would you do this to me?! where have I ever done you wrong to abandon me?!"

The unmistakable sweet voice, now full of emotions you weren't familiar with: madness, melancholy and a tinge of lo- mania.

"For what?! Who are they to take you away from me?! Tell me their name, now!"

It wasn't something natural he felt towards you, crawling under your skin and listening to every breath you take wasn't one to be called love. he was able to mask his insanity with a gentle smile, even when grabbing their head, bashing it across the glass without a nanosecond of hesitation. your mind raced with thousands of feelings and it processed everything as a nightmare, refusing to believe in such ruthlessness.

"Look at them, they're in so much pain because of you...your selfishness will murder them. you didn't love them so much to think in putting them through this"

Muffled, weak screams and croons left their throat, their blood coating and coagulating on his clothes and yours, your faces and the floor, in addition to the broken mirror that was placed by a crimson shadow. hot tears traced your face: it was all your wrongdoing; selfishness to rip out a life and ruin yours for a kiss. words left your tongue; whatever you let out was never enough to apologize for this sin.

Pitch black then his blue eyes in your vision -not exactly loving nor too mad- glinting again, saying a lot of words without a voice you didn't need to hear.

"Aren't you pretty?" out of the blue, joyfully as if nothing happened.

Blood was on your cheeks, drying on your face as you didn't move an inch from your place, too shocked and disturbed to think.

a softness against your bloodied cheek: a kiss, he just kissed you. not like you felt it anyway, a spidered movement on your skin.

He cupped your face, cosseting it with his thumbs as he continued "I've never seen you seem so stunning, Sweetheart. you're always. you look so mesmerizing in red"

This time, he sealed your lips with his own.

"Well, red just suits you well, Sweetest, it adds a charm to your appearance…"

Red, as long as it wasn't yours, was really gorgeous, and so that look of terror on your face.

#yandere jjba #yandere jjba x reader #yandere jojo x reader #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba x reader #jjba x y/n #jjba x you #yandere jojo #yandere jonathan joestar #jonathan joestar x reader #jonathan x reader #anonymous #i never imagined i would write him like this #i love my sofite boy #part one #phantom blood #sfw #gn reader

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luimagines · 10 months

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(Mafia imagine: a visitor)

Warrior head to wild's kitchen were wild is making lunches since some of the chain members will be leaving soon but Warrior knock on the doorflame to not trigger wild.

Warrior: wild do you mind to make a cake?

Wild look confused turn to look at Warrior with a look of why on his face.

Warrior: we discovered that the kid birthday was yesterday and their eight now.

Wild still have a look but open his mouth.

Wild: question is what type of cake?

Warrior: I don't know just make a cake?

Wild shrugs and hand warrior his lunch and get to work on making the cake as warrior check on the members and inform them too.

Blind nap for a good hour as poor sky, hyrule look everywhere for blind and hyrule sisters fairies are not helping since they're mad at hyrule for keeping the child to himself. Blind wake up and yawn rub their eyes as sky walk through the bushes to see them and ran over to pick them up.

Sky: blind! Don't ran off again!

Blind blink blindly at sky and reach their hands to him as in asking him for a hug cutesy. Sky sign and hug them as hyrule ran over to sky as blind goes back to sleep on sky during the hug but wind ran in the garden to call for hyrule and sky in a loud voice.

Wind: hyrule,sky!!? If you have blind go hide. The shadow queen is here!!!

@thesoftieanon

The two of them both straighten like a rod and nod.

The child rubs their eyes sleepily. they're not fully awake yet as Sky and Hyrule rush through the building to find a place to hide the kid.

"Who's that?" The child asks after they yawn.

Sky bite his lip. "Some one very scary and very powerful. We need to be on her good side."

The child grunt. "Wild said queen."

"Yes, that's what she goes by." Hyrule replies in a hushed voice checking if any of their rooms were messy enough to hide a child no problem.

The child frowns. "If she's a queen, then why is she scary?"

"Only when she's angry." Sky answers uneasily. "Which might happen today- so you don't need to see that."

"Oh."

#pinky replies #blind child #mafia! chain #shadow queen is here i guess XD #This is going to be interesting because Sofite and I have a very different lore in regards to this au #off screen but Time is trying to “fix” his hair while Twilight is ragging on his uncle for caring too much about impressing her lol

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dvsconocvdo · 2 months

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closed starter with: jasmine @cantfightmoonlight where: jasmine's apartment in downtown when: couple days, maybe a week, after white elephant

"So, do you like need anything for when you move? New sheets? A mattress? What's the situation like? Curtain rods? If you need anything like immediately, let me know. I can send you some money or go get you some stuff, whatever you and Nico prefer really." There was a worry that consistently lived inside of Noel's mind. The worry, or rather, the fear that her sister could one day get up and just skip town. Even as things calmed, even as curses became balanced, it lived inside of Noel. But having heard from Jasmine that she was going to move with Nico shattered that fear a bit, cracked it on a corner. And instead, Noel felt this glimmer of hope that she might get to spend a couple of years alongside Jasmine once again. That they could just be siblings, and just rely on each other, and just live near one another. Noel never bore magic and never wished for anything extraordinary, they only wished for this. Their happiness. Jasmine's happiness. Safety for their family.

"I also wanted to talk about something else." They cleared their throat. It was hard to not linger on the White Elephant as they grew introspective, as they grew thankful for how things have changed. It had only been a couple days, maybe a week or so after the gift exchange, and something haunted Noel. It was normal to have disagreements, normal to fight or misunderstand one another. Their dads have taught them that what mattered was how you came together after that. "When um, Rae's role as an impostor was revealed—" as you revealed it for who the fuck knows why "—some things were said. And I wanted to like... check in." She took in a deep breath, and exhaled after three seconds. "How I see Silas does not define how I see you. It never has and it never will. Please know this. I say this with the most sincerity I have as a person. I don't ever want to contribute to... you seeing yourself poorly or to you thinking that others perceive you in a bad way. You're an incredible person, and I am beyond lucky to have you as my sister. That being said, if the way I spoke about him or the way I behaved crossed a line, I'm deeply sorry and I'll make sure it won't happen again. If I hurt you in any way, I'm sorry." They could maybe just walk out next time Silas or any of his shitty minions came up.

#s: noelia #noelia feat. jasmine #noelia feat. jasmine 004 #no one gets to read this but becca bc no one gets to see noel being a sofite AGAIN #a/n: noel fully asking abt moving stuff and then hitting jas with ALL of that has me crackling but u know what who doesnt love a monologue

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lxvefrxmthextherside · 6 months

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"Dude....dude....fucking dude...." Is all Trevor able to stammer out as he flips the guitar over in his hands, several times.

He's in shock.

He really does hope to god it didn't cost too. But... like.... holy fuck.... he could kiss Emry so fucking hard right now!

It's the exact color he's wanted for years. How the hell Emry knew, or when he mentioned it, Trevor doesn't know, but it's the sweetest damn gift he's ever received.

"Ya... Ya um later. I'll definitely head out with you and the guys later... I uh love this man... I really fucking do..."

#//Hey Em... a whole ass guitar? you sofite....#verse: fandomless: trevor #heartxshaped bruises #answered: trevor #//trev is in SHOCK #Trevor / Emry: “ Dude! ” (Romantic)

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mainapnifavouritehoon · 2 years

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If Presephone can be the Goddess of spring AND the Queen of underworld AT THE SAME TIME, so can you babe<3

#persephone #greek posts #greek mythology #Sofite #Baddie #Women #Aesthetic #persephone greek mythology #greek myth memes #marilyn monroe #Girls #greek references

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enigmasandepiphanies · 2 years

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I wanna have the milkshakes they had in heartstopper

#says i as a slurp sofit

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shamardj · 10 months

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Mid-sized transitional open concept family room photo with a bar

#distressed rustic #sofit molding #glass cabinet doors #brushed nickel hardware #marble floor #wine fridge #iridescent tile

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rinaedin · 11 months

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Home Bar Family Room

Mid-sized transitional open concept family room photo with a bar

#brushed nickel hardware #sofit molding #antiqued cabinets #wine fridge #home bar #wall mounted sink faucet

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murderofravens · 6 months

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megumi's babygirl "personality over looks" grumpy ass who blushes and gets embarrassed easily and barely expresses himself until absolutely necessary and avoided mentioning yuji's love for a big ass having more nasty ooc smut written about him than yuji who is a certified pervert and vocal about his type of woman and canonically goes in adult themed stores and is being crushed on by like... everyone being portrayed as the shy blushy sofite submissive one really pisses me off i fear

#like.. i deserve better i fear #need more yuji smut BAAAAD #and i hate when shit gets ooc esp with megumi #like no he would not say that #... he would not do that #he would not think like that in the first place..#yuji itadori x reader #Megumi fushiguro x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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denim-devil · 1 year

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Valentine | S.H

Summary - You present a promiscuous gift as a thank you, for your first Valentines, Steve decides to use that very gift…

A/N - So like- a fleshlight inspired this fic, you are welcome- fr though please enjoy this fic, I totally think Steve would be into this and a sweetheart about it- BIG SOFITE- also this is for my boys who love boneless chicken cause-

- NOT PROOF READ -

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It’s the thought that count, right?

The same sentence replayed on your mind, watching Steve nibble away at one of the crispy chicken wings he brought along. His smile whilst chewing away distracted you from the growing butterflies that swarmed your stomach.

The flowers he purchased not long ago sat in a beautiful glass vase, the very dining room light above the two of you bouncing from every ridge it occupied. The roses were a vibrant red, almost reflecting the love that grew strong daily between the two of you.

“It’s finger lickin’ good-“ Steve mumbled encouraging a soft chuckle from you. Riddled with anxiety a soft red blossomed across your cheeks which in turn had Steve glaring at you whilst licking away at the loose chicken left in his mouth.

The red box placed beside one of your quaking legs left unopened, the same soft pastel maroon ribbon left knotted, secreting the inappropriate gift. For a first Valentines gift indeed it would seem to forward? Right?

“Are you okay, can’t help but notice the- uh” Steve pointed to his cheek bones, the soft red now turning vibrant, closer to a tomato. Knowing how shy you got when something was up Steve decided to question the timidness that now strained you from refraining the truth.

You nod with a smile, one that could seem un-phased by the very question that ran through the canyons of your ears, swallowed up by the rocky sea of regret swirling around your head.

“Are you sure? Is it the chicken- fuck, I shoulda bought boneless I know you’re not a fan of…all of that”

Again you chuckle to yourself, letting a huffy sigh pass your open lips. Steve was clueless but he was smart, he would easily catch on.

“I…bought you something”

Eagerly reaching down for the hefty box, you manage to place it down close toward Steve. With an eyebrow raise, he sets down the napkin he previously used to clean the shimmery grease from the tips of his fingers before reaching over for the box, curiosity taking over.

“So this is what has you blushing?…huh”

The bow was slowly untied, the thicker parts pulled until the knot unformed, breaking the secret that incased you in a casket of burden.

“I’m sure it’s gonna be amazing, whatever it is”

The anticipation kicked in, each heart beat gaining speed until you physically couldn’t look at him anymore. The light clack of the cardboard lid slipped from the bottom of the box, presenting the elongated tan silicone fake hole, wrapped in a thick black plastic encasing easier for leverage.

Each passing moment of realisation had you hiding away in your oversized hoodie, the butterflies that once settled in the pit of your stomach growing like a swarm which infested your gullet, forcing the little amount of food you had managed to sneak in before passing the box over.

“Baby…you bought me this?”

The heat that flooded you still leaked up into Steve’s own face, a light dusting of pink journeying into his cheeks once he picked up the card with his name eloquently written in cursive.

Flicking the neatly folded piece up, his eyes landed on the short message. It was quick, to quick, almost as if you had the same hurriedness you were now acquainted with writing it.

It wasn’t sloppy, infact it perfectly captured the thought behind the very object he now gripped onto, pulling it from the crinckly, cerise tissue paper. The silence was loud, loud enough to disrupt any singular thought that could possibly ruin any kind of forgiveness.

“I- If it’s not- I can take it back”

You mumbled innocently. But Steve, Steve couldn’t help but feel how he began to plump up in his denim pants, his boxer’s incredibly tight, tight enough for discomfort.

“Are you kidding, it’s perfect…”

To focused on the new addition to the bedroom to realise the change in your posture, your face visible to the slightly older boy. He was stunned for sure but in ways that had his temptation skyrocketing, every single improper thought plaguing his mind.

“But why would I need this, when I have you?”

It takes a couple of seconds for his words to settle in, once they do, you look over catching his eye. They had changed from a soft light hazel to a unfathomable darkness as if every ounce of innocence drained from his body, questioning your limits.

“I just thought, something new, I can still return it before it’s-“

He coughs forcing you to stumble into nothing but a slight murmur of your lips which contorted until falling flat once more.

“Maybe we can try it out-“

Gathering yourself together, watching as Steve stood practically looming over the oak-vanished tabled top, holding the foreign object in his hands.

Capturing the exact moment your eyes target the fully grown mound at the front of his jeans, a breathy chuckle breaks the spell he managed to put on you, your legs working somewhat normally pushing you upwards.

“C’mere”

His free hand flaps you over, following his signal you do just so, slotting into his side. Still the timidness was pungent, it invested in your veins at Steve’s new found immaculacy, the bulge he sported still strong.

Walking you both into his bedroom, he sits, in turn you follow like a lost puppy, watching as he shuffled back into the pillows, splaying his body out, in due time he set the toy aside gently before reaching into his bedside cabinet, fetching out the clear bottle containing copious amounts of lube, thick and clear.

You took it in, not just the way Steve seemed to eager to unravel the toys usage and what potentially caused you to buy it, but also the way he accepted it so quickly, as if he had been waiting for something new.

“Mind helping me out a little baby?”

The nickname helped force you back into the moment, forgetting the same thoughts which clogged up your already full head. You felt hazy but with the lack of judgement it was easy to forget just why you were so nervous to share the gift with him.

“Yeah- sure, sorry”

Immediately Steve pulled you in for a kiss helping you slump into his side, now laying beside one another, the tension grew thick, thicker then fabric keeping his thick appendage from sight.

Wondering hands soon find the cold metal of his golden zip, swiftly you make work of it, the soft purr rattled through the lewd smacking sounds your lips created, distracting you both if only for a mere second.

Success had arrived like a knight in shining armour once you managed to wriggle a hand in, fetching out the unmissable fully grown muscle he produced. Hissing, Steve broke the kiss, his cock laying flat against his abdomen with a heavy thud.

It was almost overbearing at first, the tip a pastel pink with a twinge of red which grew with each twitch, a girthy vein running along the underside which split into a fork-like shape, invading the pale skin.

The pop of the cap startled you enough to watch the clear jelly like substance fall into his palm. Using it to his advantage, he lathers it across the entirety of his girth, two strokes to full soak the skin.

A soft “Fuck-“ escapes his open mouth, head falling back into the plush pillows now supporting his neck. Sneakily, you replace his hand with your own, a desperately broken Steve reaches over for the toy placing the intruding hole at his tip.

“Gotta watch okay, you might need the next size up, if that’s a thing”

Agreeing with the jock, his girth with the added length, it almost looked impossible to fit. His confidence never seemed to phase you, generally speaking, it was a fact, one you had beared witness to a plethora of times.

Biting your lip his tip sinks past the tight ring of silicone, the lube helping with the pressure.

“Oh shit- fuck”

It felt fresh, like a field littered with flowers, light yet so fucking realistic, he couldn’t tell the difference it felt that good, almost too good.

His eyes close once you begin a gentle pace, the trudging of his cock with the suction of each ridge inside dragged against every single sensitive, pumped vein scurrying across the very muscle creating the slick lewd sounds that bounced from wall to wall.

Each tug yanked harsh groans from the occupied man, your pace matched his eagerness in ways he couldn’t explain which he accepted, greedily taking up your energy whilst sucking the life out of him.

“I…I didn’t think it would be so, fuck, keep going, like that”

It had been a while for Steve, between work and your clashing schedules, the lack of privacy each evening grew thin but tonight he was in your very hands, ones which worked him for everything he had to offer.

Even the silicone had taken notes of his size, not being able to swallow him whole like you could do so easily showed the limits of the toy proving Steve’s ideology, it was good, but it wasn’t you.

“I think it likes you Steve…”

Each remark slipping past your lips had the coil in his stomach rattle with urgency, he was close, each pull, from his angry tip to the vein residing at his base ushered that very same coil to snap simultaneously.

“Gonna cum- holy shit baby”

Watching closely, small beads of thick, white load began to spill from the hole he managed to stretch soaking the neatly trimmed patch of hair surrounding his novelty.

His thighs shook with each small thrust he had left in him. Quickly your pulled into a wet kiss full of tongue and saliva shushing his fastened pants, a wave of bliss controlling his eager movements.

As deep as the kiss intended to be, he shifted away, not much, his breath still fanning over your pink cheeks, eyes, doe-eyed once more still trained on your own

“You know, I’m starting to think you’re onto something…”

#male reader #x male reader #stranger things #steve harrington #steve harrington x male reader #smut #fluff #valentines #HELP-#I-#writing this was so #scrummy

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