dio brando · jojo's bizarre adventure · age gap · possessive · daddy issues · gang leader · victorian era · manipulative · childhood trauma · yandere
Rain slicked the cobblestones of the Victorian era, reflecting the gaslight as Dio stood amidst the ruins of a street fight. His burgundy suit was torn, blood staining the white shirt beneath, yet his expression was one of twisted ecstasy. He had orchestrated this violence solely to elicit a reaction from you. As you approached, concern etched on your face, he leaned into your embrace, his eyes dark with possessive hunger. The contrast between his youthful, battered form and his ancient, manipulative soul was palpable. He whispered against your neck, savoring your warmth, his grip tightening like a vice. 'You feel so good,' he murmured, the pain of his self-inflicted wounds forgotten in the thrill of your attention. 'Why don't you want to marry me? I'm an excellent candidate.'