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Warning: Slight attempted assault, cussing, description of pain and injury (Little bit of blood), whiny little bitches cuz I like em, I can't write for shit, this is a long one (About 7500 words), blushy blushy boys and girls, yandere fluff? Is that a thing, grammar mistakes
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I walked back out of the bathroom holding a bloodied tissue to my nose. So far the day has been less than enjoyable.
I looked over at my dog seeing him looking up at me with puppy eyes. I looked at him confused before both of our stomachs growled, making me laugh.
"I'm hungry too bud," I said walking out of my room and downstairs.
I walked over to the kitchen and quickly grabbed the dog food. I poured some into his bowl as he barked happily at me.
I smiled and began to pet him as he ate his breakfast. I jumped hearing Fighting Gold playing in the living room. I looked up and saw my TV on and it playing the first episode of Golden Wind.
"The hell?" I muttered confused before walking over. I was about to turn off the TV when Giorno's handsome face came on the screen. I stared at him as he walked around the screen before sitting down on the couch.
"I could watch some before eating breakfast," I muttered almost enchanted by the show. I watched for a little before feeling myself overcome with a tired sensation. I laid down and got comfortable slowly drifting off.
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The sounds of the city surrounded me. I could hear people talking, traffic, and some construction work. I looked around the beautiful stone pathways and shops lining the streets having a sense of deja vu. This place feels like I've seen it before but not in the way I've actually been here. Just in the way that I've seen on TV and in photos.
I suddenly realized I was standing in the streets of Italy. The place was bustling with people shopping and having fun. I looked around awkwardly as people ignored me and just walked by. I realized they were probably ignoring me because of how I was dressed. I was shoeless and still in my pajamas so I must've looked crazy.
"This is... uncomfortable," I muttered, feeling underdressed and vulnerable. Then again, this was a dream, so I should probably just enjoy it all.
I started to walk down the streets looking around at the pretty scenery. Everything looked like it was out of a picture.
I shivered before looking around the area feeling myself being watched. The place was so crowded I couldn't find the person looking at me. So I broke away from the crowd and walked into the alleys of Italy.
I walked through the inclosed space before I glanced behind me, seeing I wasn't being followed. I let out a sigh of relief but was stopped because I was slammed into the wall. I groaned feeling my back ache as I looked up at the random man who just pinned me to the wall.
"You lost sweetheart?" He asked me making me sweat. His breath smelt of alcohol and his body stunk of sweat. He looked at me with a sleazy look making my skin crawl feeling like I was dipped in oil.
"Oh um-" I muttered, feeling myself freeze in fright.
"How about we get out of here-" The man didn't get to finish his sentence because he was pulled into the ground like it was water.
I stared at the ground waiting for something to happen but nothing came of it. I just was staring at the ground like an idiot before feeling someone grab me by the shoulder and started to pull me away.
"Are you ok?" I looked up at the person now leading me back to the main street, seeing it was Cioccolata. I stiffened in fright seeing the former surgeon looking down at me. He smiled at me but his eyes looked at a predator looking at his prey.
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Darling Dearest [Yandere JJBA x reader]
FanfictionA story about a woman in a small town who loves anime, but mostly JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. One day she discovers all traces of her favorite anime had disappeared, even Hirohiko Araki was just a tiny mangaka who drew in 1980. She asked anyone who wo...