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jotarosbelt · 4 years

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Colorful Camboys, 2.

a/n: hi!! i'm back! i finished up school and got a bit of my writing inspo back, so, i thought i'd write another Colorful Camboy's chapter for you guys <3

hope you're all staying safe! enjoy~

p.s. i haven’t written smut in a HOT minute and lowkey forgot how to write for josuke, but i tried! i’m sorry 😭

p.p.s. i didn’t proof read :) we die like men, fuck it

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Summary: A Modern AU where your favorite boys are just trying to get off and make money.

You're one of their viewers and happen to catch their attention.

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18+ content ahead!

Josuke - Pink

You’d come to the point where porn was honestly just boring.

It didn’t hurt to want to try something new! Maybe a new genre, a different site? But, all of it was the same old same old. And the disgustingly cheesy, clickbaity titles didn’t do much to turn you on or catch your interest either. You pursed your lips as you scrolled, coming across a camboy website.

You blinked. ‘A camboy website?’

Curiosity had ultimately gotten the best of you as you clicked the link. Almost immediately, tons of live-streams came up, thousands of boys right at your disposal.

‘This is gonna be fun.’

You scrolled through the plethora of streams in search of a boy that appealed to you. For the most part, a good chunk of them were your type. In shape, good looking— there weren’t many bad apples on the tree you were picking from.

Your eyes landed on a certain pompadoured boy by the name ‘ShiningDiamond1999.’ The username definitely raised an eyebrow or two, and the boy sure was good looking, so you simply clicked the stream to see what was up.

He wasn’t popular for no reason. He was cute! It was the oddly ‘adorable, yet super hot’ combo, and girls (and guys alike) were eating that shit up.

You sat back as you watched the boy palm himself through pink boxers.

“Oh? We gotta new person, huh?”

He leaned forward, hand still on his cock as he narrowed his eyes at his monitor. Part of you was embarrassed that he caught you so quickly— he had so many patrons there already! He must’ve been an attentive host.

You liked that.

“A guest, eh? How about you give me a name to call you by, cupcake? You don’t have to make an account for me to take notice of you, yanno.”

You couldn’t help but smile. He seemed sweet; he gave off the aura of someone who’d take care of his partner no matter what, and you had to admit that it was comforting. Not only was he easy on the eyes, he was someone who gave off the impression that he wouldn’t break your heart despite the fact that everything he said was meant for both you and the thousands of other viewers he had right now.

He really must’ve been good.

You splayed your fingers out across the keys, typing out a response. ‘Just call me [username].’

You could see him raise an arched eyebrow. He smiled brightly and leaned back into his chair. “[Username]? I can do that for you, babe.”

Teasingly, he ran his fingers down his torso to the waistband of his boxers. He simply smiled mischievously at the camera and popped the band against his hipbone. “Enough with the chit chat, yeah? I don’t wanna bore our new guest, so let’s get this show on the road, babies!”

Thumbs slipped under the elastic and pushed his underwear down his muscular thighs. His cock sprung out, slapping against his toned stomach and you couldn’t help the groan that escaped your mouth. No wonder he was so loved— he was sculpted by the gods themselves.

His bottom lip wrung itself between his teeth as he gripped his member with a large hand. Up, down, up, down— the motion was hypnotizing as it was erotic, and you could’ve sworn the way he looked at the camera while he did it brought you to the brink of an orgasm alone.

“I hope you’re touching yourself, too, baby girl. I don’t wanna be the only one getting off.”

His hand left his cock to push his boxers the rest of the way down. Without the restrictions the garment brought, he spread his legs wider. You could see everything from the way his balls tensed whenever he teased his head, and the way his asshole clenched around the pink buttplug on the downstroke.

Your eyes widened. ‘Buttplug? He's into that?’

Your eyebrows relaxed and a sly grin took form on your face.

The things you’d give to ruin this boy.

“God, fucking—“, he keened desperately, “I wish you were here right now.”

You subconsciously rubbed your thighs together. You were here to get off, but his performance was so goddamn captivating that you didn’t want to take your eyes off of him for even a second. So, you did what you could to strip yourself of your shorts and panties while still watching, reaching over to grab your vibrator.

“You’d be taking care of me right? Stroking my cock till the head turns red— shit—“

The soft buzz of the toy filled your room and you gingerly placed it on your clit. You jolted at the sensation. It had been a while since you had a nice session for yourself; you didn’t have much time to draw it out and really make yourself see stars. This was nice. Being able to sit back and watch somebody get off to help you get off wasn’t something you had seen yourself doing, but you really might have to make it a more common occurrence.

“[Username].”

Your eyes snapped open and met his, despite the fact that he couldn’t see you. You switched the vibrator over to your non-dominant hand and let the other reach out to the keyboard to type out a quick “yes?”

“Since it’s your first time here, I’ll let you choose.”

Well, this was interesting.

The man on the other side of the screen reached out of frame for a moment to grab something. When his hand entered view again, he had a hot pink dildo in hand.

“So, love, buttplug or dildo? What’cha in the mood for?”

You narrowed your eyes at the screen best you could in the midst of your pleasure-filled haze and typed out your answer.

‘Dildo.’

You didn’t miss the inkling of a grin that lied on his lips. The ravenette leaned back in the chair and pulled out the plug, replacing it with the pink toy.

“Hah~, fuck. Good choice, babe—!”

His eyes rolled backwards into his skull as he sank the silicon toy further into himself. You whimpered and leaned back further into your seat, bumping up the intensity of the toy. This was gonna be a good session, if you said so yourself. You’d have to bookmark this page for later.

“Fuck, I bet you look so good right now. All flushed and panting and wanting to cum, right?”

Your breathing sped up, chest heaving as your hips canted into your hand. “God, yes please—“

Almost as if he heard your pleas, he continued right after you finished speaking. “Then lets cum together. S-Shit, cum with me baby, I’ll count.”

As if on instinct, you grown the vibrator into you, putting it on its highest setting. It was enough to make you jump out of your skin. You had goosebumps everywhere, cold sweat was running down your forehead, and your thighs were shaking like mad. How could a stranger have so much power over you?

“Five.”

You forced your eyes open to look at your screen, eyes locked on the streamer and his hand furiously jerking himself off. You watched as his adam’s apple bobbed in his throat.

“Four.”

Your vision began to blur. You were so close yet so far from your orgasm, and in all honesty, you could’ve came right now. But, finishing with this stranger seemed a lot more appealing than doing it on your own.

“Ah, fuck— three—“

The veins in his arms bulged and he reached around to grip the base of the dildo. He threw his head back as he fucked himself it, his jaw falling slack and hanging open.

“Two—!”

At this point, both of you were chasing your releases like animals. There was something so primal about this— backs arched and hips spasming as you both selfishly chased euphoria. You gripped the side of your desk chair bruisingly, waiting for him to finish counting and—

“One— fuck, one, I’m cumming—!”

Your moan mixed with his as it came out of your laptop speaker. He whined, you yelled, and you both were riding your orgasms like a wave. You hadn’t cum that hard in a while. It was the kind of finish that makes you see stars and make your scalp tingle, and when you came down, you saw the camboy covered in his own release and strands of his hair out of place.

He looked so out of it. He was panting heavily with red airbrushed over his chest and cheeks, and pieces of his once perfect hairstyle stuck to his forehead. He was definitely not present in that moment in time, still on Cloud 9, but you didn’t mind watching as his vision came back into focus and his breathing slowed.

Slowly, he reached down to pull the toy out of his ass and place it some place out of frame. He laughed airily, his large hand running down the expanse of his throat momentarily before speaking.

“Alright, that was really fun. I gotta go clean up now, but I’ll be back to tomorrow, same time!”

You followed his hand as it moved to his mouse to end the stream.

”Oh, and I hope to see you again tomorrow, too, [Username]. I hope you had fun, love.”

This user is now offline.

#not sfw #jojo’s bizarre adventure #jjba #writing #jojo josuke #josuke4 #josuke higashikata #diamond is unbreakable

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jotarosbelt · 4 years

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have i disappeared for a while? maybe

but i have an offering !

here is baby boy

#not writing #vento aureo #jojo’s bizarre adventure #my art #guido mista #jjba #sfw #art

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jotarosbelt · 4 years

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as a black female who lives in america, this is fucking disgusting.

we know not all whites are bad. we know not all cops are bad. but right now, the bad outshines the good.

this is a race war, and we truly do want it to stop. but it won’t until we get the equality we deserve.

You know what doesn’t sit right and will NEVER sit right…

How George Floyd, a good innocent black man went to the store to buy things who then was murdered by a police officer for suspected forgery.

Then the next day Peter Manfredonia, a white armed serial killer who was on the run across 4 states, was caught and arrested peacefully.

And how black and black ally protesters in Minneapolis protesting for the arrest of the officers who killed George Floyd, were attacked by the police. They were peaceful.

But a few weeks ago, white people stormed governments buildings in Michigan protesting the quarantine because they wanted a haircut and the police did nothing to them. They were armed.

The problem is clear as water. WHITE PRIVILEGE AND RACISM. It exists and is real. Deny it? You’re the problem. Don’t say or do anything about it? You’re the problem. Abuse your white privilege? You’re the problem. Don’t see a problem with all this? YOURE THE PROBLEM.

CRY WITH THE BLACK COMMUNITY. MOURN WITH THEM. STAND ALONG SIDE WITH THEM. FIGHT FOR THEM. BECAUSE BLACK LIVES ARE IMPORTANT AND THEY ABSOLUTELY FUCKING MATTER.

#black lives matter #justice for george floyd #no justice no peace #blm #not jojo #not writing

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jotarosbelt · 4 years

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in the wake of yet another black person being murdered by police, here’s a list of relevant fundraisers and organizations that could use your support right now.

this is specifically a call to action for fellow white people. if you’re white and you’re in any way able to, donate.

George Floyd’s memorial fund

Minnesota Freedom Fund: “We value a society that values its people, their freedom and recognizes their contribution to the greater good. A society that does not condition pretrial freedom on class or identity, that has ended mass incarceration, and that invests in restorative and transformative justice.”

Black Visions Collective, an org that strives to “shape a political home for Black people across Minnesota. We aim to center our work in healing and transformative justice principles, intentionally develop our organizations core DNA to ensure sustainability, and develop Minnesota’s emerging Black leadership to lead powerful campaigns.”

Reclaim the Block, which “organizes Minneapolis community and city council members to move money from the police department into other areas of the city’s budget that truly promote community health and safety. We believe health, safety and resiliency exist without police of any kind. We organize around policies that strengthen community-led safety initiatives and reduce reliance on police departments.”

Black Lives Matter National

#black lives matter #justice for george floyd #not jojo #not writing

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jotarosbelt · 4 years

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the dms and asks i get about how much people enjoy my writing always makes my day 💕

For Writers:

Reblog if it’s okay for your followers to leave you an ask telling you what the one thing is they remember you for as a writer. Is it a scene or a detail or a specific line? Is it something like style or characterization? Is it that one weird kink they never thought they’d be into, but oh my god wow self-discovery time?

#writers talk #love this #PLEASE i will love u forever

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jotarosbelt · 4 years

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Can you do a pt2 for the “she doesn’t need to know” writing? I wonder what would happen if they got caught 😳😳I can’t stop thinking abt it your writings so good!!

HI @shitty-lollipops !! THANK U SM FOR THIS REQUEST YOU’RE A GOD

cw: choking, dirty talk, creampie

18+ content ahead!

part 1

She Didn’t Need To Know— But, Now She Does. [Jotaro Kujo]

It hadn't necessarily been awkward after the affair between you and Jotaro, no. In fact, ever since that one faithful night, you've felt more sexually satisfied than you had in ages.

Sure, it wasn't morally correct to be screwing your friend's dad ever chance you got, but it sure as hell was worth it. You could see why some of your friends from university constantly talked about how older men were better.

Hell, if you knew they could look like this and dick you down this well, you might've signed up sooner.

You noticeably started going to Jolyne's house more. Not that it bothered her— as a matter of fact, she was ecstatic. She got to see her best friend more often, and it seemed as though her stick-in-the-mud father was coming around to you, too!

Not for the reasons she hoped, though.

"Ahhhh, finals are almost over, babes! I can't wait to get out of this place for the summer and go somewhere with you and Ermes!"

The girl draped herself over your back, locking her arms around your upper body by clutching her wrist with opposite hand. "It's gonna be so much fun! Maybe we can get my dad to fly us out to Italy or something."

You couldn't help but grin, turning your neck and head slightly to face her as you spoke though your eyes never left your computer screen.

"Yeah? I'm down to go to Italy. I'm sure Mr. Kujo wouldn't mind paying for the trip."

You couldn't help but stick your tongue out as you retorted, the black and green haired girl rolling her eyes at the childish gesture.

"You're terrible," she scoffs as she released you from her grip and falls back onto her bed. You finish your sentence on the paper you were typing and turn in your chair, arm resting on the top of it as you grin.

"I'm terrible for going along with your plan to sucker your dad out of some money to go on a girls trip to another country? Alright, then."

You turn back around in your seat, stretching out your fingers before placing them back on the home keys of your keyboard.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, love," you began, the smile dawning your face audible in your voice. "Just know I'm a better person that you."

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"Hah~ oh fuck--"

You could only rasp out broken phrases and garbled moans as the older male plowed into you, skin slapping against skin feverishly. It was disgusting. You were fucking Jotaro Kujo in his goddamn bathroom, only a few feet away from his daughter and best friend.

You had gotten a text from him while you were laying on Jolyne’s blue covers, doing nothing in particular. You reached over to check your phone, swiping up to unlock it and read the text.

‘Need to blow off steam. Meet me in the bathroom near Jolyne’s room.’

You quickly locked it again and dropped it beside you.

“Who was that?”

You sat up, craning your neck to turn to look at Jolyne. “Oh, it was just someone asking for answers. Nothing important.”

You pushed yourself off of the bed with your hands, stretching your arms above your head and lowering them to pull down your shorts. “I’ll be back. Going to the bathroom.”

She shot you a thumbs-up and you left the room.

You went down the hall, the Kujo home now like your second since you’ve been here more times than you could count. You navigated through the house (all though it wasn’t even that far), and opened the door.

You were pulled in by your wrist and pinned up against the wall, the only sounds in the room being your heavy breathing and the click of the door locking.

“S-Someone’s needy.”

He only grunted, gripping your chin to turn your head back to kiss you.

It was never lost on you that he was a good kisser— no matter how many times you did this, it would never not blow your mind.

His tongue grazed the roof of your mouth and his hips ground into your backside. His semi-hard member seemed like it was rubbing you in all the right places. You could whimpered as he bit your lip.

“Just know I'm a better person that you."

The words you had said just last week rung in your head. It was ironic, really. You said you were a better person than her, meanwhile you were boning her dad and she just wanted to finesse him out of some cash.

Funny.

And yet, you couldn't find it in you at that moment to feel guilty. Or at least guilty enough that you'd make him let go of the bruising grip he had on your hair and waist.

Or give up the feeling of his thick cock dragging against your walls, either.

"Shit, you're still. So. Tight.”

Each pause was punctuated with a thrust of his hips, each one more punishing than the last. It was a miracle Jolyne didn't hear this or care enough about the noise to come investigate— no matter how many times you did this.

And it was a lot more than you would like to admit.

"I can feel you clenching,” Jotaro said, his tone unnervingly even for someone exerting as much effort as he was. “Are you gonna cum? Are you gonna cum all over my cock while Jolyne is just a few feet away? Huh?"

You could only whimper in response; he wrapped a hand around your throat and pulled you up into his chest.

"Answer me, slut. Do you like the idea of being caught with your best friend's dad's dick stuffed in your pussy? Or am I imagining that you're more fucked up than you actually are?"

Out of fear of what might happen if you didn't obey, you choked out a reply.

"I love it, fuck-- I'm gonna cum, please--"

The chuckle that reverberated in your ear was just as sexy as it was dark.

"Then, shut up and do it."

You couldn't even hold back your orgasm if you tried; it washed over you like a typhoon. You shook against the his built torso, knees buckling as your nerves burned. Your breath caught in your throat as his grip tightened around it and his short hair tickled your shoulder as Jotaro's hips sped up inside you, prolonging your finish to the point of over-stimulation.

How quickly he could make you cum and how hard every orgasm was made you embarrassed.

He was silent as he used you to get off, the only noise escaping him being the low grunt he made as he came, hips twitching against your ass. You sighed as you felt him pull out, his thick cum already leaking out of you and down your thighs.

"I can't believe we just did that."

The whistle of the water pouring out of the sink faucet filled the room as the man lifted a thick eyebrow, not bothering to turn back to look at you. You watched his movements through the mirror.

"You act like this is the first or last time we've done something like this. Grow some backbone, would you? The 'after-sex shy' bullshit is getting old."

His straightforward and brash words no longer bothered you. You scoffed, still monitoring him through the reflective surface as he moved to grab a washcloth. He put it under the running stream of water.

"So, you're telling me that the prospect of your daughter catching you laying pipe on her bestie doesn't bother you in the slightest?”

Bored and tired eyes met yours.

"That's the dumbest thing I've heard you say, and I’ve heard a lot from you these past few months."

You grimace and fold your arms over your clothed chest, ignoring the fact that you were bare from the waist down and Jotaro probably still had his dick out as he spoke.

"You didn't answer me."

You watched his brows furrow and he averted his gaze from you back down to the cloth in the sink.

The squish of the water as he rung it out sounded louder than it should have.

"Of course it bothers me," he started, turning around face you. "What we're doing isn't exactly okay."

"You think I don't know that? I feel awful!"

You maneuvered to sit down on the counter as you spread your legs to let Jotaro stand in between them, wiping your thighs clean of his semen and your juices. You should’ve been embarrassed that he was practically getting an eyeful of your cunt, but at the end of the day, you two had seen each other more than you should’ve. He didn't bother to look up at you as he spoke next.

"So, then, why don't we stop?"

You froze for a second, feeling your brows lift up out of shock. "I—“ You bit your lip. “We both know why neither of us are going to do that, Jotaro."

He sidestepped to rinse out the cloth again, wringing it out as he lifted his head to look at you. "Because we're both addicted and pieces of shit for getting off on the age cap?"

You dryly laughed.

"Ding, ding, motherfucking ding. We’re freaks."

You almost missed the way his lips quirked up at that.

He casually wiped down his cock with the cloth, wringing it once more when he was done and tossing it into the hamper. He tucked himself back into his sweatpants, straightened out his t-shirt, and turned to you.

"Where are your panties and shorts?"

You hopped down from the counter and scanned the floor, finding them crumpled up in the corner. You walked over and reached down, picking them up and pulling on each item one by one.

"You good?"

You nod. "Yeah. I should get back to Jo. I've been missing longer than it should take one to take a piss."

He only grunted in response and stepped back to let you open the door.

You opened up the door, ready to snake your way back into Jolyne’s room and act like nothing happened, but that plan came to a full stop as you opened the door to see Jolyne standing outside about to knock.

Her hand lingered in the air where she was about tap, eyes bouncing back in shock between you and her dad. She sighed and let out a bitter laugh.

“I had a feeling. I should’ve checked earlier. Those noises didn’t necessarily sound like somebody taking a shit.”

"Jolyne--"

She held up her hand to stop you and your jaw snapped shut.

“I'm going out for a walk."

She approached the staircase she was already lingering by, her hand gripping the railing as she leaned into the stairwell slightly. It took a moment that felt like eons for her to turn back and slightly narrow her eyes at you.

And yet, you felt little to no malice being directed towards you and more at her father who's surprised expression faded long ago.

"And you best be ready to explain why you two have been fucking like rabbits when I get back."

#jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #stone ocean #Jotaro Kujo #jotaro part 6 #jolyne cujoh #not sfw

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jotarosbelt · 4 years

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Are commissions open? If so, could I ask for a scenario with Kakyoin defending his s/o from some bullies in school?

heyyyaaa @bi-estefany ! so sorry for the wait! this is my last request i’m doing tonight, so heyyyyy :D

also: kakyoin is kinda mean to the bullies here cause his wiki literally says he’s cold and prideful so here we go (short: it’s a scenario :))

“Pick on Someone Your Own Size.” [Noriaki Kayoin]

If Kakyoin had anything going for him, it was the fact that he happened to always be in the right place at the right time.

It was innocent enough, really. He was just trying to get a drink from the vending machine when he saw you cornered by some students, practically ripping your book bag off your back, and your ribbon barely dangling in your hair.

The way he walked up to the scene would definitely be considered too calm by any bystanders who happened to be passing by. He cleared his throat.

“How about you all leave them alone and go carry on with whatever business you all have going in your pathetic little lives?”

The smile he gave the group was sickeningly sweet.

You fell to the ground as the person gripping your bag abruptly let go. A stuttered out apology was all you could hear before the red head spoke again.

“Pick on someone your own size, next time. And it shouldn’t be me you’re apologizing too..”

He pointed towards your slumped figure.

“It’s them.”

One of the students turned their head to you at an incredible speed, bowing obnoxiously low.

“We-We’re so sorry! Forgive us!”

Before you could even answer, they had scrambled off like a pack of scared puppies.

Kakyoin scoffed.

He promptly shifted his gaze down to look at you and reached out his hand.

“Are you alright? Do you need to go to the nurse?”

You shook your head and took his hand. “No, no. I’m good. Thank you.”

He pulled you up and you straightened out your uniform, Kakyoin sizing you up as you did so unsuspectingly. You swung your bag off your arms to check if anything was missing, only to find your red haired savior managed to get to you before they could steal any of your work or books.

“You have everything, I assume? I didn’t see them run off with anything.”

You nod, and he smiles— this time much more genuine than the one he gave the group of people before.

“Great..” He started, trailing off slightly.

“Do you need somebody to walk you home?”

#writing #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #stardust crusaders #noriaki kakyoin #scenario #request

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jotarosbelt · 4 years

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hi ! do u think u could write some hcs of future giorno (and mista?) having a daughter who’s a stand user and dio being a proud grandfather 🥺🥺🥺

hi @higashikatasgf !! ofc i could do this for you, thank you for waiting bb 💖🦋

Future!Giorno & Mista w/ Stand User Daughter

Giorno Giovanna 🌸

So, right off the bat, I’m telling you that this man loves your daughter. Like, right after you, she’s his entire world.

Though, when she wakes up her stand and he sees the manifestation arising from her, he is very alarmed.

He honestly didn’t want that to happen. If he could keep his family out of the bullshit stands cause, he would without a doubt.

But, now it’s like “Shit, she’s gonna be asking about what the hell his going on eventually and I don’t want her to run into another stand user and not know what’s happening like what happened to me.”

He’d sit her down and explain it and badabing, badaboom, he’s a happy, but concerned parent again.

He doesn’t like calling DIO a lot, but listen, if you’re not a stand user already, he needs to consult somebody who is.

DIO is estactic to say the least. His perfect little granddaughter is gonna grown up to be a kick ass stand user like him, and can maybe wipe out the Joestar bloodline for him!

Guido Mista 🦋

K, being honest, he’s gonna spoil the shit out of your kid, LMAO.

Whenever he looks at your little girl, his eyes light up, it’s so cute.

Piggy back rides and all.

Yet, when your kid starts glowing, he’s like “Ah ha ha, something’s wrong here.”

Like, he came into his office one day and saw her talking to the Pistols and he was like, “Whatthefuck—“

The conversation goes something like:

M: “Hey, sweetie, you can see them?

D: *Nod*

M: *Awkward smile* “Haha, alright, goplaywithyourtoysit’stimetosaybyebye—“

He’s probably gonna keep it from you ask long as he can, stand user or not. He’s scared. To be honest, you’ll end up having to hear it from Giorno or something.

But, after he figures it all out and breaks it to his daughter what’s going on, he’s teaching her and showing her all this stuff she probably shouldn’t know at her age, but hey. Who’s stopping him? It’s not like you’re gonna know, pffttttt.

#writing #jojo’s bizarre adventure #jjba #vento aureo #giorno giovanna #guido mista #headcanons #sfw

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jotarosbelt · 4 years

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hdhshdhd I'm sorry if your requests are closed but shower time is performance time for me (always bring my speaker in and listen to music) so can i get okuyasu, Bruno, polnareff, kakyoin, and rohans reactions if they walk in on me after I get out of the shower and I'm just dancing in front of the mirror while lip singing truth hurts by lizzo into my hairbrush? sorry if this is too specific hshehd

HIIII @okubean ! i’m finally back, and i’m so sorry for the wait!! here you go, the more specific the better~~~~~

S/O Caught Dancing In Mirror Headcanons!

Okuyasu Nijimura

To be honest, my baby boy here is very respectful so the only way he’s gonna walk in on you is if he needs to take a piss or something, LOL.

He’s so focused on getting into the bathroom that he doesn’t even hear you and then boom. Door? Open. Singing? Stopped. Eyes? Bulging out of his head.

And his face? Psh, it’s red.

“I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t even notice—“

And as you awkwardly sit your hair brush back down on the counter, he’s slamming the door back shut, literally about to have a nosebleed.

He enjoyed your singing, though.

Bruno Buccellati

Okay, straight to the point— he’s a cheeky little shit. But a loving one.

Like, he can hear you. He’s fully aware of your bathroom routine and knows you’re probably still standing around, singing at the top of your lungs.

So, he leans up against the door and listens for a minute before quietly opening it up and leaning in the door frame, watching you sing and dance with your wet hair and towel.

“You’re lucky your singing is nice. It makes up for all the noise you’re making.”

He’d smile and come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Now hurry up and finish in here. You can sing to me directly later.”

Jean- Pierre Polnareff

Straight up enjoys your voice to the FULLEST extent.

He has literally no shame— he will be swinging that door open and start singing with you, I guarantee it.

Really sweet about it, too, like, this man adores you 100%.

“Mon amour, you’re voice is so beautiful! Why’d you hide it from me for so long?”

Karaoke sessions will be a thing between you two. Sorry not sorry.

Noriaki Kakyoin

To say the least, he’s surprised at first?

Like, he went to the bathroom to grab something but he stops and hears you singing and it’s like a flip switched.

All of a sudden he’s a sly motherfucker and soul reason for existing is to tease the shit out of you.

He knocks on the door and when you abruptly stop singing, he can feel a grin creeping on his lips— said grin in full bloom as soon as you open the door up to him.

Curse him and his perfect face, because personally, I would’ve smacked him, but I cannot do that to my beautiful red haired boy.

“I didn’t know I got tickets to a concert, dear. This must be my lucky day, huh?”

Cue his arms snaking around your waist, his bang tickling your bare collarbone as he nuzzles your neck.

“You don’t mind if I stick around, do you? I certainly hope not.”

Rohan Kishibe

I feel like he’s the only one here who would be relatively irritated at it.

Like, he’s Rohan Kishibe— he lives alone in Morioh for a reason and he certainly didn’t let you move in with him to create all this noise.

But, it does grow on him.

He also really appreciates it if you plan your shower time around his work hours— that way he doesn’t have to get up, bang on the bathroom door till you stop or quiet down, and sit back down again.

Whenever he’s in a good mood, though, instead of usually sitting and listening without commenting, he gets up and cracks the door open (because none of these men besides Okuyasu and sometimes Bruno have shame) and just watches.

When you notice him sit there there, he’s gonna hit you with something along the lines of:

“Oh, please. Don’t stop on my behalf. Keep going.”

Smug Grin™️.

Will sing with you if he knows the song. Just.. don’t bring it up ever again.

#writing #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #sfw #headcanons #request #vento aureo #diamond is unbreakable #stardust crusaders

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Colorful Camboys

a/n: INSPIRATION HIT, AND I WENT TO TOWN

this will be a series and i’m probably gonna do it on my other blog too and maybe my mha one shot book on ao3 and wattpad :) (haikyuu blog: @kurooskitten)

anywho, enjoy the first one!!!

Summary: A Modern AU where your favorite boys are just trying to get off and make money.

You‘re one of their viewers and happen to catch their attention.

18+ under the cut!

Mista - Sky Blue

Anyone would’ve laughed if they knew how quickly your scrambled to your seat for a cam show.

Sliding your chair out from your desk so quickly it almost toppled over, you plopped down into the seat and typed in your login for the website.

It was only a few seconds until the gray icon changed to green with the words “ONLINE” taking the its place next to it.

You’ve never clicked on anything that fast in your life.

Your screen was engulfed by the image of a curly, brown haired boy— a toned body and perfectly tanned skin— wearing only a pair of sky blue boxers.

“Oh? Welcome back, bambina. First as always?”

He sat back, a thick and perfectly shaped brow raising as he grinned.

Fuck.

Your fingers danced across the keyboard to type out a response.

‘Wouldn’t be a good fan if I didn’t at least show up on time. ;)’

His eyes flickered across your message and he let out a chuckle.

“A good fan, huh? Hm.. you know what..”

All you heard was the click of his mouse before the screen went black and a message lit up your screen.

This user is currently offline.

You blinked at the words before slumping back into your chair with a groan, but a message on the side of your screen along with a beep caught your attention.

‘Incoming call from Sex Pistols...’

Your eyes widened.

He was calling you? Why?!

You cursed yourself for only wearing an old t-shirt and panties but adjusted your webcam to face down to your figure.

You clicked the ‘accept call’ button.

A wicked grin lit up your screen as your body came into view.

“Got worried that you weren’t gonna pick up. Thought ‘cha got cold feet or somethin.’”

You swallowed, hoping it wasn’t loud enough that he could hear. “Yeah, well I was a little shocked when my favorite BJ privately called me.”

His grin got wider.

“Well, now that we’re here..”

A hand slid down his lightly toned stomach, palm coming to slide over his hard-on.

“Why don’t you help me out with this,” he said as his hand gripped his member through the cloth, “It’ll be fun.”

You bit your lip as his hand slid back up to snap the elastic of his waistband against his waist, your eyes lingering on his waistline.

“O-okay.”

He let out a chuckle, his grin turning into a sly smile as he leaned back in his chair, spreading his legs and continuing to palm his cock through the confines of his underwear.

“I think you’re still far-too-clothed, mamas. Even out the playing field with me a bit, will ‘ya?”

You took a deep breathe as your fingers found the bottom of your shirt, pulling it up and off your head to expose your chest to the air.

His breath hitched and he groaned aloud, the sound shooting straight down to your core.

“No bra either? You’re gonna kill me, bambina.”

You let yourself smile at that. “I’m home alone, after all. Who do I have to wear it for? Besides, it’s not like you wear one, you wanted the playing field to be even, right?”

His tongue shot out to lick his top lip. “Spunky. I like you.”

Your fingers trailed across your chest to pinch your nipples.

“I wouldn’t call it that.”

“Yeah? Well, I would.”

His thumbs dipped into his waist band and pulled his boxers down his legs, revealing the cock he’s shown you (and hundreds of other people) many times already.

The only difference was that it was just you this time.

“C’mon, bambina, take those panties off for me and show me that wet little cunt of yours.”

You knew he heard the sharp inhale you made when he spoke, his words sounding only venomous when paired with the deep rumble of his voice.

You lifted your hips off the chair to slide your panties down your legs and tossed them off to some forgotten corner of the room and propped your legs up to display your sopping pussy to the man in front of you.

“Shit, babe, you’re soaked,” he began, “And I haven’t even done anything but talk...”

His hand migrated downwards to fist his cock, clenching his grip near his head as a thumb swiped across his head to gather the precum at the top of it.

“Hey, show me your face. I want to see the expressions you make when you cum to the thought of me.”

You hesitantly leaned forward, hand moving to adjust your webcam.

“You know you don’t have t—“

“No, it’s fine.”

You moved your hand back, face now in frame as he let out a breathy whistle.

“Fucking hell, you’re even more beautiful than I imagined.”

You smiled. “Glad I could live up to your expectations, pretty boy.”

He cursed, “Fuck, just call me Guido, I need to hear you cry out my name when you—fuck— cum—“

You leaned back in the chair, one hand sliding down your front to play with your clit and the other playing with your tits.

“Tell me what you’re thinking about, bambina. Don’t leave any details out.”

You whimpered as you sunk two fingers into your pussy, hips bucking up eagerly into your touch.

You sure were making a show for him right now.

“Shit— I’m imagining my fingers belonged to you right now, oh fuck—“

“Keep going. What else, bambina?”

You threw your head back. “A-And I’m imagining you going down on me and making me cum on your face until I couldn’t anymore, hahhh~”

He bit his lip, the flesh sliding out from between his teeth as he grinned. “Yeah? Well, I’m imagining those plump lips of yours around my cock. Fuck, I know you’d take me so well, let me fuck that pretty little throat of yours—“

You two groaned simultaneously, your head lolling to the side to look at him through half lidded eyes.

His cheeks were about as red as the head of his cock was, the flush adorning his chest and spreading up to the tips of his ears.

The freckles you couldn’t see all too well showed up better now, and you swore lightly at how cute and sexy he looked at the same time right now.

However, your reverie broke when he started speaking again.

“Shit, I wonder how tight that pussy is, huh? Is it nice and tight? Fuck, I bet it is. I bet I’ll have to stretch you out nice and wide to put my dick in— split you open with my cock, yeah? Would you like that?”

You could only nod with the way your bottom lip was cinched in between your teeth, your hand subconsciously moving from your breast to your clit to rub it in tandem with the fingers in your cunt.

“Oh my— fuck, Guido I’m gonna—“

“You gonna cum, princess? You gonna come to the thought of me fucking you till your eyes roll back and you’re drooling?”

You could only get out a series of ‘mhm’s’ out before you came around your fingers hard, crying his name out as your head flung backwards and your hips bucked off of your bed.

“Holy shit, I’m gonna—“

The BJ in front of you had to bite down on his hand as he came, hips jerking upwards violently and his cum painting his abdomen with white ribbons.

His eyes were cinched closed as he panted, mumbling something along the lines of “oh, shit, baby,” as he came back down to Earth.

You both sat panting, covered in your own essence in some way shape or form before smiling at each other, a giggle escaping your throats.

“Never done that before. That was fun.”

He let out a breathless chuckle. “There’s a first time for everything, right? However...”

He shifted, arm draped over the back of his chair and the other resting on the armrest on his side.

“I don’t want it to be the last. You free again tomorrow after my regularly scheduled show?”

#not sfw #guido mista #jojos bizarre adventure #vento aureo #writing #camboy au #colorful camboys

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