★𝐽𝑜𝐽𝑜'𝑠 𝐵𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑒 𝐴𝑑𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑂𝑛𝑒𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠★

NSFW Yandere! Kakyoin x Fem! Reader

Hello again, as you can tell, there is going to be a yandere one shot, so I will be warning you of a few things, there is going to be gore, and I will warn you, there is a chance I will not hold back on the descriptions of the gore, there will also be pp time, a fat amount of bondage with Hierophant Green, LOTS of dirty talk, and don't get me started with teasing and domination, that should be about it, anyways, I hope you enjoy, more chapters on the way, always feel free to request, and I will talk to you all soon. Be warned it be a long one. BTW it's unedited because I'm tired as fuck.

Handkerchiefs, Tentacles, and Yanderes
***YOUR POV***

You sighed as you heard the usual sound of girls shouting and squealing, the man next to you groaned, that man was your brother, Jotaro Kujo. You both turned to look at each other, the both of you with an angered expression on your faces. Even if this was the normal, you were still never used to it, you hated it down to your very core, obviously your brother did too, but he tries to hold himself back.
"Jojo!"
"Hey Jojo!"
"Jojo!"
Jojo! Jojo! Jojo! Your brother's nickname kept rolling off the fangirls' lips. Two of them started arguing after one of them grabbed onto Jotaro's arm.
"Ugly.."
"No boobs!"
"Ugly!"
"No boobs!"
"Ugly!"
"No boobs!"

The two bickered back and forth, calling each other the same name. You couldn't control yourself, you quickly snapped.
"Yakamashi! You're so freaking annoying!" You shouted, at the same time as your brother too. The feeling of relaxation was short, the girls looked dumbfounded that they had been shouted at, the looks on their stupid faces, made a smirk rise to yours, but, again, it was short lived as they started squealing more, somehow louder, which you didn't believe was possible. You rubbed your temples knowing a headache was prone to showing itself. The only reason the girls would not have pushed you over, was because you're Jotaro's sister. Also probably because you would probably slap the shit out of each of them individually if they tried anything. You kept walking to the school with Jotaro and his fangirl posse.

Unbeknownst to you, a certain red head by the name of Kakyoin, trailed your every step with his eyes. He had been told about you, but, he didn't expect you to be so enticing. Even though Kalyoin's orders were to kill you and your brother, he couldn't bring himself to do it. Hopefully Lord Dio would understand. Kakyoin stared at his painting of your and Jotaro, readying to swipe the paintbrush over Jotaro's leg, he stopped as he heard your voice, bringing his gaze to you and whomever you were speaking to. Kakyoin's expression quickly changed to a frustrated scowl when he saw this person making you laugh. Another boy nonetheless, that should be him making you laugh, not that pathetic whelp of a boy. His gut wrenched at the sight of the boy you were chatting with, wrap his arm around your waist.  Kakyoin's expression hardened even more, that boy's arm should be not have his hands anywhere near your waist, or anywhere near you at all. You belonged to him, and him only. Not that fool, who would probably only want you for your body. He fought back the building urge to tear off the boy's arm right then and there. He let out a low hiss to himself, knowing the only way to get you away from him, was to do what he originally planned. Kakyoin gripped the paintbrush firmly again, bringing it across the canvas, over Jotaro's leg.

Jotaro let out a surprised grunt, his fangirls shocked screams, you turned over and watched as your brother fell down the steps, just barely grabbing onto a branch with Star Platinum. You pulled away from the firm hold on your waist, quickly hopping down the stairs to help your brother to his feet. He stood, but his knee buckled, you caught him before he fell to the ground. You placed his arm over your shoulder, he gave a low hum to you in thanks.