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funtimebunnyblog · 3 years

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Let's all raise a glass to you, Surey! 🥰😇❤ Please enjoy!

The Pillarmen go out to a Bar with you! 🍻

(Under the cut for length...)

Kars:

• Kars isn't really a person to go out to drink.

• If anything, he prefers to enjoy a drink or two at Home and unwind with a book or in a bath.

• However, if you want to take him out on the town he doesn't refuse you, even though he's not the biggest fan of bars or nightclubs and the crowds of people that come with it.

• If this was something that made you happy, than he supposed it would all be worthwhile to let you enjoy yourself.

• When going out to a bar or a club, those are the nights he dons his dark coat and hat (despite how you may plan to dress for the evening) and walks arm in arm with you down the street to the place of your choice.

• You better had pick a good one because he's not a man to hop from place to place in one night. He makes it very clear that it's here and then Home.

• The majority of the night he prefers to sit quietly at the bar or at a booth in the far corner, silently nursing a glass of vodka or red wine.

• He'll let you dance and socialize and enjoy yourself all you want but don't expect him to do the same.

• Kars will also monitor how much you're drinking and don't think he won't cut you off if he's deemed you've had enough.

• For your safety, he keeps his eyes on you at all times as he doesn't exactly trust these kinds of establishments and he knows how truly disgusting Humans can be if given the chance.

• It's no surprise he has absolutely no tolerance for riff raff or drunks should they happen to be around.

• Anyone who's sober (or anyone with a brain for that matter) wouldn't dare to bother him, simply by the powerful and inhuman aura he emits just sitting there.

• Once on a night out, a drunk man who was entertaining himself by going around and poking people made the mistake of staggering up to Kars where he sat, reaching out and tapping him right on the nose.

• Surprisingly very calm about it, Kars watched him stumble away laughing with little more than a glare before rising to his feet. The song had suddenly changed in that moment and couples were dancing to some upbeat music, Kars left his glass behind at the bar and approached you on the dance floor.

• It shocked you to say the least when Kars approached and took your hand and asked for a dance to which you happily obliged.

• This was a little odd for Kars to want to dance in public but you didn't think to question it.

• As the dance floor crowded and people danced away the drunk man made his rounds again, laughing as he went around and tapped people on the nose, pinched their cheek or flicked them on the chin. Kars had his eyes set on him the entire time he danced, waiting with all the patience in the world.

• The unsuspecting man passed bye Kars one more time and the altercation was fast. Very fast. So very momentary even you didn't see it happen.

• Kars spun you around with one hand and with the other he curled his fist and punched the drunk man straight under his chin, knocking him to the floor, completely unconscious.

• Kars continued to dance with you like nothing at all happened as people suddenly took notice, crowding around the floored drunk questioningly.

• "Hmm," Kars peered over his shoulder, lips pursed and the very definition of unbothered. Not a soul (not even you) suspected a thing. "It would seem he's had too much to drink."

• In Kars' opinion, that was more merciful than the man deserved.

• On the nights where you're drunk, you can bet that he's grumbling the entirety of the time dragging you Home.

• Listening to you giggle and chatter on without a care in the world, slurring your words and relying on him to keep upright might've warmed his heart if he wasn't aware of the complete mess you would be in the morning.

• Kars isn't one to baby you when you're hungover either.

• You did this to yourself and he did warn you not to drink so much afterall.

• But he's not cruel to you when you're hungover. He'll smoothe your hair and rub your back if you happen to get sick. He'll also make you drink plenty of water and he'll let you rest as long as you need to.

• As long as you had fun and keep enjoying these little nights out he doesn't mind all the displeasing parts that come with it. Your happiness is truly what matters to him in the end.

Esidisi:

• Quite the opposite of Kars, Esidisi LOVES going out on the town for a couple of drinks with you.

• In fact, he's got a number of favourite places around to pick but he'll always ask you for your approval when making the decision.

• Chances are, when you and him are such frequent Bar goers together, EVERYONE at your favourite spots will know you!

• Esidisi sometimes likes to go the extra mile for the occasion and throw on something sexy but still casual. Long sleeved, colourful shirts halfway unbuttoned and some jewelry always does the trick for him.

• The most memorable nights for you both is when there's a new place opened up in town and the two of you go to check it out, meet some new people and maybe dance a little.

• It's probably safe to say that Esidisi's favourite thing to do is mess with any drunks that happen to be around.

• He'll sit at the bar as you drink and socialize with some of your friends, surrounded by a bunch of tipsy Humans, using his powers to do the oddest tricks for money.

• The crowd goes absolutely wild no matter how many times they see him make a glass of cold beer boil using just his hand.

• Chances are, Esidisi might end up being more drunk than you the majority of these nights because of his entertaining nature.

• "You can't possibly drink that whole glass in one go." The Bartender frowned at the Pillarman skeptically after he had made that outrageous claim. "It's not possible."

• Esidisi could only grin at him as he put the glass to his lips. Without another word he threw back his head, sucking down the cold, inky Beer in one massive gulp; foam and all.

• The Bartender (now not so skeptical) and the man sitting to Esidisi's left, who had been nursing his 2nd glass of the same stuff for about 10 minutes now, could only stare at him, awestruck.

• "Aw Hell," he gaped. "I'd pay 20$ to see that again!"

• 20$ was put down and another glass gone within seconds; just the same as the first. A crowd began to draw around the bar and the massive man seated there.

• 40$, 80$, 150$, 300$ bets were laid out on the counter and Esidisi rightfully collected ALL of it as he just kept drinking, each glass gone in a single gulp.

• Needless to say, you're gonna be screwed if you're drunk yourself on nights like that because stuffing a Pillarman whose drank his body weight in alcohol into a Cab to try and get him Home isn't an easy job.

• Most especially when said drunkard Pillarman keeps insisting he's NOT drunk, whines he doesn't wanna go Home yet and keeps trying to go back inside.

• When Esidisi is hungover the next day it's not a treat either. Be prepared for WHINING.

• However, if you happen to be the hungover one he's probably one of the best caregivers you could ask for.

• He'll chuckle as he gives you some ibuprofen and water, telling you all about the great time you both had (if you happen to have forgotten) and how you took your drinks like an absolute champ.

• Needless to say, he's always down for a night out at a bar with you.

Wamuu:

• Admittedly, Wamuu was a little on the inexperienced side when it came down to drinking or going to places like bars.

• Overtime with you however, he grows more accustomed to the concept of both.

• When you take him out to a bar for a couple of drinks he doesn't really dress up for the occasion unless you tell him to. He prefers to just put on a clean white T-shirt, sweatpants and maybe a hoodie.

• You'll have to order his drink for him on the first few nights out together because he honestly doesn't know what he likes or what to have.

• The variety of alcohol (let alone the amount of brands under a single kind) was a little overwhelming to him.

• "--and what will you have?" "Um... beer?" "What kind, sir?" "..... um.... beer?"

• He's happy to let you drink and socialize if you wish to but he'll be a little lost if you leave him alone at the bar with his drink and a bunch of strangers to go to the washroom.

• Surprisingly however, it isn't hard for him to make some friends when that happens.

• With nothing else to do, he'll be watching whatever sports game is happening on one of the many TV's as he sips away at his drink.

• The game doesn't really interest him (he doesn't even understand the point of it) but he picks up on the habit of cheering when other people in the bar cheer and celebrate for their team.

• Because of that, other men and sportsfans alike will just flock to Wamuu under the impression he's a fellow sportsfanatic (or maybe even a sports player himself due to his massive size).

• By the time you come back, he's surrounded by a gaggle of sportsfans all cheering and highfiving Wamuu, patting him on the back, punching his shoulder and offering him plenty more to drink.

• He just shrugs at you when he catches your confused gaze from across the bar as he's not really sure what's going on either.

• Though he's content to let you drink and enjoy yourself, he knows very well when you've had quite enough to drink. He will straight up pick you up and carry you Home if need be.

• "Kisssh me, Wammmmuu." You half-giggled, sluggishly trying to pull yourself more upright to give his absolutely delectable looking lips the smooching you so wanted to as he closed the door of your apartment behind him.

• The Warrior sighed, patting your head. "Oh beloved, I am most honored you want to but you're drunk, it's not right..." he told you gently, carrying you all the way to your bedroom to lay you down despite any protests you might make.

• After giving you plenty of water and tucking you in (you at least get a goodnight kiss on the head), he'll keep an eye on you until the morning and ensure all your needs are met when you're hungover.

• If you ask him, he'll admit that he had fun and has no objections to going out again next weekend.

Santana:

• Much like Kars, Santana isn't exactly the biggest fan of noises or crowds of Humans in one settlement.

• Be prepared for him to crinkle his nose at the thought of going to a bar or a club where all of that happens under one roof.

• After some coaxing however, he'll agree but mostly for your sake.

• He wants to see you happy and he knows that nights out for some fun and social interaction was healthy for Humans.

• Besides, he also saw this as an opportunity to study Humans and try to understand their behavior a little better.

• Santana will throw on some street clothes and follow you wherever you want to go that night; whether its near or far, big or small.

• When going to a bar he's more interested in the food there rather than the drink.

• In fact; you'll come to find that he LOVES Bar food.

• The waitress will barely turn her back for a second before the basket of nachos she just delivered him has suddenly ceased to exist and he's asking for more.

• With an appetite like that, the Bar staff asks him if he wants to try their challenge of eating a HUGE meal under a set amount of time. If he wins he gets the meal free and all the drinks you order tonight free, his next meal here free and his picture on the Bars wall of fame.

• He only agrees to the challenge because he likes the sound of free food.

• The food comes and Santana makes it on the wall of fame easily in record time. The Owner of the place is absolutely gobsmacked with the fact that Santana scarfed down an ENTIRE 10 pound burger in less than 2 minutes.

• Santana will stare at the menu of drinks for the longest time, mouthing out the names of drinks and brands curiously. He'll want you to explain him what everything is but he honestly won't know what he'll like.

• He absolutely doesn't like beer. Not at all.

• The first sip of the first glass given to him was promptly spit out. Santana's mouth twisted into a bitter knot, pushing the glass FAR away and shaking his head frantically to try and rid of the disgusting yeasty film left on his tongue.

• You'll have to order him something more appealing in taste if you want him to drink at all.

• You'll find that he comes to enjoy a more sweet and fruity tropical drink like a Piña colada.

• "How is it?" You ask, a smile tugging at your mouth when you notice a little gleam in his eye as he put the colourful drink to his lips. He definitely looked less miserable than he had a moment ago.

• "Hmm," a little pink tongue darted out to swipe along his upper lip, his thumb fiddling with the tiny umbrella sitting on the ridge of the glass. "sweet. Pleasing."

• Because of his newfound love for the sweet tropical tasting booze you might have to monitor how much he has to be on the safe side as you weren't sure whether Santana would handle intoxication well.

• However, if you decide to let go and have one too many Santana will put his arm around you and firmly tell you it's time to go Home.

• He doesn't really know the first thing about the care and feeding of a hungover Human but he'll do anything you ask of him.

• You need water? He's got two bottles ready for you. Head hurt? He'll sprint to the store for Ibuprofen for you. The sunlight in the window bothering you? He'll cover that window using his own body if he has to.

• You might just be surprised when he asks you if you and him could go to another bar soon for more good food and a couple more drinks...

#funnybunny #pillarmen #kars #esidisi #wamuu #santana #pillarmen headcanons #kars x reader #esidisi x reader #wamuu x reader #santana x reader

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ahoge-fish · 3 years

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"Lemme tell you something"

Aaaaah another college AU because I'm in love with those (and all AU existing in general)

This one was a not-so-old draw that I did some time ago, y'know not to recent but not so old

I actually have a little background for this AU: this all takes place in US in California in the Pepperdine University (for all the fans of Zoey101, if you search it on google will recognize that it is the school from that show HAHAHAHA But hey! It is a real school and it's fucking fabulous, it's near the sea so why I wouldn't choose it?? XD Also because the place is already known so it's more practical? What I mean is that you don't have to imagine the place because it already exist and is famous, so this is a more easy way for me and for you to imagine where all this takes place :) )

In this universe the family tree changed a lil bit, but they still remain united: Jonathan and Joseph are brothers, both from George Joestar. Holly Joestar is George's sister and she had Jotaro and Jolyne (so they are siblings, both Kujo obv). Josuke is still born from a cheating (I swear that I love him), but obv this time from George with Tomoko (this sounds so fucked up but I want all of them to be in the same timeline so I have to do this HAHAHAHAH). Giorno instead is Dio's brother and their parents are Dio's. They and the rest of the cast (so Jobros, villains and others) go all to this university.

Alex, Jotaro and this time also Jolyne are still childhood friends that met in Japan. They continued their school there but in 6th grade Alex had to move to Italy because her biological father found a job there. They sadly from 6th grade to 12th grade lost all contacts together so for 6 years they didn't talk or saw eachother. They were really really sad about it because they were best friends :(

Here the story pretty remains the same but with switched locations: that motherfucker of Michael (Alex's biological father) actually lied about moving to Italy because he found a new job, in reality he was just cheating on Isabella (Alex's mother) with her bestfriend.

They had a divorce, Isabella then met Touma and get together with him, having in the end Emma.

They decided to move to the US when Alex was 17-18 years old because Touma's nephew went to the Pepperdine University and he said that it was a really good school where Alex should go too.

So at the beginning of the 12th grade (after Christmas), Alex moved to this university and the first person that she met are the main villains from part 2 to part 6 so Wamuu, Esidisi, Kars, Dio, Kira, Diavolo and Pucci

They were passing their free time playing with a ball and Dio, being the manipulative asshole that he is, when she saw Alex walking by he decided to throw the ball on her head to start a conversation with her.

He actually looked sorry for what happened (he is totally not) and started to talk sweetly with Alex that was falling for it.

Then from a distance they hear screaming the name "DIO", they both turn around to see the heroes of the situation: Polnareff and Kakyoin.

They managed to shoo Dio away back in his group and they started to talk and present themselfs. Then they decided to show Alex around to let her know the main places, but first she had to put away her luggages. So she told them the room where she was in and they went "OMG you're rooming with one of our friend: Yanyu! And in the room nextdoor there are our other 3 friends that are Jolyne, Ermes and F.F.!"

She was like "oh wow cool, looks like we were ment to meet lol" and when they reached the room, they saw that Jolyne, Ermes and FF were all hanging out in Yanyu's room. So when Alex entered the room, Jolyne had this feeling that she had already meet this girl. After Alex said her name, Jolyne said immediately "OMFG I KNEW IT YOU WERE HER!!" and they hug and cry and- sweet things because they missed eachother so much ;v;

Ermes then said "so this is the girl that you and Jotaro talked about" and Alex turned around, still crying and saying between sobs "tHeRe'S aLsO jOtArO hErE???"

So after they let her putting away all of her things, Jolyne, Polnareff and Kakyoin brought her to Jotaro, but they wanted to see if he recognized her so when they went to his and Kakyoin's room they just said "hey Joot this is a new girl and she's rooming with our friends and already meet some of them, thought that we should present her to all the Jojo squad and we are starting from you"

Jotaro seemed disinterested, just saying "hm" while he was tuning his guitar (Jotaro playing the guitar is one of my religions about him).

Then they all started chatting a bit in the room hoping to get Jotaro's attention, which was already cought by Jolyne's happiness to the max, but he just shrugged it off because he thought that she did a new female friend.

Kakyoin then went "oh how silly of us! We didn't tell Jotaro your name, Alexandra". Hearing this name, he turned slightly his head towards her and he saw that this girl actually seemed like his "long-time lost crush since 2nd grade", but he thought that it was just a coincidence.

Jolyne started to get mad at him, so she told Alex to tell them her f u l l name and after she said that, Jotaro just snapped his head towards the girl.

Alex and Jolyne were grinning from ear to ear, while Polnareff and Kakyoin just laughed their asses off seeing Jotaro processing all the informations.

He couldn't believe it

So he tested her, thinking that it all just might be a big joke.

"Na-Na?" He said, a little embarrassed for saying the nickname in front of other people

She responded with "Hi Ope-Ope, long time no see huh?" and after that he Y E E T E D his guitar and throw his arms around her, hugging her.

The others were shocked because knowing Jotaro, he just wouldn't do a thing like that. Guess he really missed her a lot too.

Obv through the years to his teenage self we all know that Jotaro has changed, so Alex knows of the kind and sweet Jotaro. It's like talking to a whole different new person, but she knows that under that brick wall there's still the cute lil Jotaro that she met ;)

This is the beginning and a little explanation of the plot, the rest will be just various scenes like I do for the SDC AU (yes it's alternative because they all live in that)

I am no professional writer, I've never wrote a story in my life so this is not the best way of explaining the plot XD but at least I hope that it is understandable uwu

#jjba oc #sdc oc #jjba au #jotaro kujo #alexandra parker #•🐠's comics•

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feirceangel · 3 years

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Imagine | Awaken

Imagine being there when the Pillarmen wake up.

Word Count: 1072

Archeological digs have always interested you. Delving into the past to uncover secrets of humanity from long ago never fails to bring a smile to your lips.

You were the one to find the mysterious 'statues' beneath the colosseum in Rome. Fascinated by the perfection of the three forms displayed, you were quick to start sketching them.

Through your scientist friends, you heard that they found another so-called 'Pillar Man' in Mexico. The thing that really stunned you was that fact that he was still alive after being encased in stone for hundreds of years.

And it looks like you've found three more of the strange beings.

Your little secret didn't stay a secret for long, German soldiers and scientists raining on your parade, confiscating your find.

Graciously, they still let you observe and take notes, but treated you rather poorly. You keep to yourself, knowing that your input would only be ignored by the others.

At the moment, giant UV lights are shining on the Pillar Men, courtesy of the Germans. You're to the side, not truly paying attention as you finish your sketch of the area.

"Something's amiss, ja?!"

"W-what's with that hole?!"

You sigh. What are they going on about now?

"Keep calm! They're trapped under UV ray exposure and cannot move!" The commander orders loudly. "Analyze the cavity, but with the upmost caution."

Interest piqued, you glance at the soldiers approaching the wall where the beings rest. You're hidden behind a small outcropping of rocks, as an attempt to stay as far away from the others as possible.

"How did this cavity appear?"

You examine your sketches, not seeing a hole and look back at the hole in the forehead of one of the Pillar Men. Curious.

"There's not enough light to see inside."

The hair on the back of your neck rises, a bad feeling overwhelming you. Your heart starts to beat faster.

Maybe you should make a quick exit now, before it's too late.

"I-I can hear something..."

A sudden sound startles you. The man examining the hole has been impaled by some sort of... horn?

Horrified, you watch as the man dies right before your eyes.

"Impossible! The subject couldn't have awakened!"

Terrified, you can't look away from the horrific events taking place before you.

The horn spins and slashes through multiple soldiers, spraying blood over the lights. You scream in fright before biting your hand to mask the sound.

The middle Pillar Man breaks from his stone tomb with a loud rumble, striking a pose as he cracks his neck.

He's glorious, dressed in the bare minimum of purple fabric with various pieces of gold jewelry adorning him.

"I pondered the state of man's strength after two millennia of slumber..."

His voice is deep and stern.

"But dependence on such lacklustre luminance imply declination. The lucent tools of Teutons mayn't withhold the will of Wamuu!"

Fast as lightning, the large man runs through the crowd of soldiers, as they yell in terror.

"O-our hands are joined!"

You can't close your eyes, stuck watching the frightening display of pure power that radiates off of him.

With a thud, the being stabs his finger into a terrified soldier and starts to drain the men's life force.

Petrified, you let out a squeal of fear as they collapse to the ground, nothing but a pile of flesh.

A soft jingle sounds as the otherworldly man walks back to the wall, his clothing swishing. He turns around and raises his hands, "Wamuu! Awaken, my masters!"

More rumbling sounds as the other two break free from the stone.

These guys scream power and danger, more so than anyone you've ever encountered before. Plus, only one of them managed to kill over twenty soldiers without a weapon.

They haven't seen you yet, so hopefully you can sneak away or wait until they leave. You try to control your breathing as tears dribble down your cheeks.

Please leave, please leave, please leave, you chant in your mind.

"We know you're there, human," the first one speaks.

Your breath hitches and your body shudders. How do they know?! Maybe it's a trap?

Playing it safe, you stay put.

You close your eyes, wishing it all away to no avail. When you reopen your eyes, the man is directly before you.

Stammering, you try to back up but run into another man. Your heart is hammering away, blood rushing through you as you blindly try to run.

You make it one step before a powerful being grabs your hair in a vice grip.

This is it, I'm gonna die here.

They chuckle as they look down at your shaking form.

"Hello," the one with a head wrap says.

You can't speak, and even if you could, you wouldn't know how to respond.

The one with golden hair picks up your sketchbook, gazing at the drawings found there.

He shows the others and you wish the ground would swallow you up.

"I am Wamuu," he says, "These are Masters Kars and Esidisi."

You are paralyzed. Why haven't they killed you yet?

"We recognize you. You were the one to find us," Esidisi states in a slightly higher voice.

Kars looks upon you in amusement, "What is your name, little one?"

Should you answer?

Their intense gazes tell you that it wouldn't be wise to remain silent.

"Y-y/n," you stutter, scared stiff.

Kars releases your hair, observing as you fall to your knees in fear, "Don't worry, we won't hurt you."

"W-What?" You're confused.

Kars gently caresses your tear stained cheek, "We don't hurt our property."

It takes a second for his words to click.

"P-property?!" You hero away from his touch, wishing they'd just get it over with instead of toying with you. "Never!"

Bemused, Esidisi takes ahold of your shoulders, "Cute."

You try to wiggle out of his grip, but of course he's too strong.

"You'll make a great pet," Kars assures, a wicked glint in his red eyes. "Don't disobey us and everything will be fine."

Shaking your head, you struggle again, only to have Wamuu clench his hand around your wrist.

"Let's go see this new world," Kars says, leading the way out of the cave.

You try to resist, but the intense pain in your arm makes you rethink your tactics.

You'll just have to wait for the perfect opportunity to escape.

#reader insert #x reader #jjba x reader #jojo’s bizzare adventure x reader #jojo’s bizarre adventure #pillarmen #kars #whamuu #esidisi

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be-ace-write-crime · 4 years

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Lovely Bride - Third Wedding Night

Only one pillarman left who's trust you'll have to win more than any other. Unfortunately Kars may be your greatest challenge yet. You woke up having no idea how much time had passed, but you knew for sure you weren’t in the same bed. The single candle by your bedside was on a different table and these black silk sheets were not the ones you had buried your hands in when Esidisi made love to you last night. Also the light of the candle only reached the one wall the table and the bed were set up against, meaning this room had to be bigger than Esidisi or Wamuu’s rooms.

“You’re finally awake.”

The level, indifferent voice of Kars breaking through the quiet darkness made you jump, sitting upright in the bed, sheets pulled up to your chest.

“It’s only me,” he remarked, stepping into the light so you could see him. That put your mind at ease a little, but not completely. Of all the pillar men, Kars still scared you. He had a calculated coldness about him that overshadowed his more human side, which you had only caught glimpses of.

“Good morning,” you murmured, for lack of anything better to say. “Lord Kars,” you quickly added, bowing your head.

“It’s evening, actually,” he said, giving you an amused smile as he came to sit on the edge of the bed, leaning in close. You naturally pulled back upon having him enter your personal space, but with practically nowhere to go you just pulled the covers up until you were almost hiding like a child. “How are you feeling?” he asked.

You considered the question. You weren’t hurting anywhere. You considered how you were feeling emotionally and your barely awake self quickly dropped that hornet's nest and decided to ignore it for now. “I feel fine, master,” you answered.

“Good. You may go out if you wish. You may sleep here as well. I rarely do. I have no intention of consummating our marriage with you tonight. Enough damage has been done to you already,” he said.

You felt a slight sting upon his dismissal and couldn’t keep your mouth shut. “What do you mean by damage? You were the one to suggest Wamuu be my first…”

“I did, but I didn’t expect him to be so careless I would be asked to abandon my work in the middle of the night to rearrange your insides after you had fallen unconscious. Nor did I expect Esidisi to bring you into his bed and do the same thing,” he answered, sounding and looking obviously annoyed. Your eyes went wide and he chuckled dryly. “What? Didn’t you find it strange to awaken without a hint of pain after laying with a pair of gods, little one?”

“I did… a little… I didn’t know you’d had to…” you trailed off, cheeks burning.

“Esidisi brought you here, covered in blood, which thankfully turned out to be his, at least mostly,” he said, cupping your cheek and looking into your eyes as if he were searching for something. You held his gaze, like a deer facing headlights, until he spoke again. “He asked if I would consider giving you the antidote now,” he said, which made you perk up, but his expression remained unreadable. “I will not allow you to die, but you won’t receive the antidote from me just yet,” he answered, which made your heart sink.

“M-May I ask why…?” you whispered.

“As it stands that ring is the only thing binding you to me. I am not prepared to give it up. Not yet,” he responded.

“You have my word,” you said, clutching your sheets a little tighter. Kars shook his head, unmoved, but his eyes softened somewhat.

“Perhaps I could present you with something else to show you my trust? Stand up,” he ordered, standing up himself. You could feel your face burning with embarrassment as you stood before him, naked as the day you were born.

He gently tipped up your chin and kissed your lips and you relaxed thinking that was it. You should really know better by now.

“Don’t flinch, just breathe,” he ordered softly, and before the meaning of those words could register in your brain you felt a stabbing blow right to the center of your chest, knocking all the air out of you. Your eyes went wide and you fell into his arms, trying to push him off at the same time as if it might give you more room to breathe.

Your husband stood over you, studying your reaction and drawing back his hand. He’d just about stabbed you with his pinky, forcing all the muscles in your chest to contract, and you couldn’t fight this reflex, desperately attempting to force breath into your aching chest to no avail.

Teary eyed you fought to draw air into your lungs, all your strength focused on the singular task until you were finally rewarded with the blissful feeling of air flooding your lungs, chest expanding and your extremities tingling as your oxygen was finally replenished.

Kars reached for you and on reflex you slapped his hand away, once bitten, twice shy. To your horror your hand striking his left a large, blistered mark, like you’d shaved off the skin with a burning hot razor. He looked as surprised as you that you’d done it, looking at you with wide eyes. He regained his bearings more quickly than you, smirking and licking his wounds before they healed completely, as if they had never been there.

“I’m glad to see you so lively, but try not to do that again,” he warned you.

“I-I’m sorry, lord Kars! It won’t happen again!” you declared, bowing your head. Still the warmth like sunlight shining from inside kept radiating from within you.

“I studied the scrolls you brought back. Much trivial history and things we had already learned firsthand about your tribe, but this here struck my interest. A means to awaken one’s latent Hamon abilities,” he explained, taking a pitted grape from the basket Esidisi had collected for you and placing it in your hands. The pit sprouted in your hands in the complete darkness of the catacombs. “If the sun is half as bright and wonderful as you, my love, then every second we spent in darkness will have been worth it,” he whispered.

You looked down, awestruck. You’d seen some warriors forcing already budding flowers into bloom to impress girls before, but this seemed far beyond that. Probably since Kars just awakened your powers, you assumed, but you were glowing with excitement nonetheless.

“Get dressed. You are free to practice in both your healing and combat as you see fit. I have much left to do and as night falls Esidisi, Wamuu and I must depart in our search for the stone,” he instructed, tossing you a small bag from the side table behind your basket.

“Y-Yes, thank you, lord Kars…” you said, quickly taking the clothes from the bag and figuring how to put them on. You were surprised to find the soft, black garments to be a two piece set in a similar style as what your husbands preferred to wear. It provided solid covering for every part that really needed it, with translucent silk draped lavishly down your legs like a loincloth, giving the illusion it was only a dark shadow protecting your modesty underneath, as it left your legs clearly visible.

You combed your hair and arranged the jewelry Kars had added to the bag to match, blushing madly. A prostitute would not have dressed so daringly in your little village, and you could feel Kars’ eyes on you like a predator watching its prey. Thankfully Esidisi had left you your dagger and its sheath, which you attached to the waistband of your new attire.

“I wanted you to have this, as you are one of us, but I trust I won’t have to tell you not to let any humans see you like this,” he said, taking the last item from your hands and placing it on your head. It was an elaborate piece of gold chains, coming together around your forehead with a teardrop shaped diamond charm.

“I won’t, master,” you said, face red, yet feeling oddly beautiful. It struck you that he could not have stolen or bought garments like these anywhere and they seemed to be fitted to your form perfectly, meaning either he commissioned this specifically for you, or he had made you these himself. The thought made you shiver, right as his fingers carding through your hair found the shell of your ear, tugging lightly at the lobe.

“If you’ll allow me, I would like to pierce your ears. Perhaps somewhere else as well?” he purred, making the shivers intensify tenfold. “Hmm, but not tonight. I have kept you here long enough and I have things to do before night falls.”

“Yes, master,” you said, taking your candle and your basket. Kars turned around to retreat back into the darkness, most likely to some kind of workspace you couldn’t see. Hopefully you could spend some time with him just before dawn when he returned. For now you would enjoy the sunset and a little snack, one of your private pleasures which you unfortunately couldn’t share with your husbands.

You weren’t sure where you were, but you noticed you were more sensitive to the vibrations around you as you wandered the underground halls. You slowed to a stop and rummaged through the basket, picking up the bottle of wine and a silver chalice cup, pouring to just below the rim and studying the ripples in the vessel carefully.

You also fully planned on drinking this later. Never mind you had just woken up, it was evening and you had reasons to drink. The more you watched the surface, the better you were able to read the ripples as it were. You could sense Kars in the room behind you, heavy footsteps of Wamuu and Esidisi above you, and several things… skittering all around.

One was getting closer, approaching, but hovering just outside the light of your candle. As you moved, it moved with you, stalking you almost.

“I know you’re there,” you called out to it, now a good ways away from Kars’ room, but not knowing if you were any closer to the stairs or not.

“It’s a bit early to be drinking, isn’t it, (Y/N)? Though I suppose it doesn’t matter when you plan to live as a spoilt, drunken wench, just like your mother,” a raspy vampire voice sneered, dropping from the ceiling and stepping into the light.

“What the…” you muttered, less fazed by the insults than you were by this vampire speaking to you, let alone speaking to you like that! You were their superior, although you had yet to put that claim to the test. This one didn’t seem too impressed by your status.

“Aren’t you ashamed of yourself? Debauching yourself for the monsters that murdered our kind?!” the vampire hissed, prowling closer to you.

“I am doing what you people asked of me. Meanwhile you are one of the monsters that murdered our kind,” you responded, backing away slowly. You had the candle holder in your dominant hand, the chalice in the other. If you dropped the candle, you’d be in the dark, but you could reach for your dagger. If you dropped the cup, you’d still have the light, but you’d fumble with the dagger in your nondominant hand. You could cry out for help, but this vampire was close enough to be in the light of your flame and it would only need a split second to rip your throat out. It didn’t have to drain you of blood. It wasn’t cornering you just because it was hungry. This one had a grudge against you.

“Don’t provoke me, you disgusting little witch,” he sneered, still coming closer while you backed away. You prayed someone heard you. Your husbands, some other vampire looking to get in their good graces, but you could sense nothing. You weren’t sure how far their supernatural hearing range was, but clearly underground it wasn’t far enough.

Fear was messing with your breathing, making it shallow and weak. You hadn’t trained your hamon, barely knew how to use it at all, and even the faintest sparks of it died as you were almost hyperventilating.

“I don’t even know who you are,” you murmured, looking him up and down. His youthful face and physique were decidedly unfamiliar to you, but he must have been someone from your tribe or maybe some frequently passing merchant, but you drew a complete blank.

“I spent my entire life defending our tribe. I raised warriors by the dozens. I was the reason you had a home, only for you to whore yourself out to the monsters that killed the men who fought and died for you,” he growled under his breath and finally you recognised who you had in front of you and you couldn’t hold back a snorted laugh.

The ‘general’ of your village. He’d been old as dirt by the time you were born, and now he was older still, but the stone mask had restored much of his youth. He didn’t give a damn about the warriors he raised, and he sure as hell didn’t respect them the way your husbands did. He became a vampire by choice, betraying your people, eating them, to save his own skin.

“Right… You abandoned our tribe and begged for mercy, at the cost of their lives , but you call me a traitorous whore?!” you demanded, feeling a flare of vindication at the furious look on the bastard’s face. He was going to murder you, but knowing you got under the self-righteous bastard’s skin was worth it a dozen times over

You were out of time. With the vampire exactly one giant leap away from you, you dropped the candle, the little flame snuffed out by the fall. In a fluent motion you grabbed your blade, catching the gleam of the monster’s teeth right before all went dark around you. He tried to trick you, waiting a split second in the dark so that your reflexive swing would miss and he’d have a clear shot at your throat. What your bloodsucking enemy hadn’t realized was that you had been reading his movements with the ripples in your cup this whole time.

That brief little taste of revenge over the proud bastard looking down on you pushed down your fear enough to get your breathing under control, loading your dagger up with hamon and slashing with every ounce of strength you had.

For a moment you thought you missed, feeling no resistance, waiting to feel claws and fangs shredding your flesh, letting out the blood curdling scream you’d been choking on since that glorified leech first stepped into the light of your flame, but nothing happened.

You were breathing hard, and finally your scream seemed to have drawn your husbands’ attention. Kars was the first to catch up, Esidisi and Wamuu flying down the stairs at the end of the long hall. Esidisi’s flaming aura bathed the stone hallway in light, and you could see what you’d done as Kars locked his arms around you and jumped back with you held flush against his chest.

Your knife had gone through him like he was made of paper, burning him up with hamon. One of his arms hung charred and shriveled up at his side and a massive, smoldering gash had opened up from his shoulder, burning up his throat and going all the way across his chest.

“Are you alright, (Y/N)? What happened?!” Wamuu demanded, a stiff breeze coursing through the underground halls and the wires of his headgear dancing around his temples.

You swallowed, looking down at the vampire who’s eyes were now wide with fear, trying to shake his head, a plea for you not to tell them. As if you would treat him any more kindly than them.

“Please let go…” you murmured. Kars shook like letting go physically strained him, but did and tried to check if you were injured in some way he hadn’t noticed and was hurting you, but you shrugged off his concern. “Thank you, my masters… for the freedom and power you have given me… so that I can kill this hypocrite whore myself!” you yelled, landing a near perfect hamon kick against the side of the vampire’s skull. It exploded like a bag of dust being kicked, the rest of its body falling limp on the floor.

“Did it attack you, (Y/N)?” Esidisi asked. It was hard for them to believe. Their vampires were obedient, but it wasn’t impossible, and certainly more likely than their bride going haywire like this.

“No, it was coming in for a hug! Yes, he attacked me. He said I was…” you sniffled, still instinctively wanting to hide your tears, even in front of Esidisi and Wamuu. You looked back at Kars, who you could only guess was shaking with rage, and you regretted being a smartass with your comments again. “I’m sorry for my outburst, but…” you weren’t sure what else to say.

Without exchanging another word, Esidisi torched the corpse and Wamuu scattered its ashes as if it had never been there. Kars dragged you back into his arms, hugging you tight enough that some joints in your back popped.

“They can’t be trusted…” the eldest of the pillar men muttered, his glare focussing on his two companions. “Get rid of any vampire that was once a hamon user. I will not have our bride endangered within our own home,” he said, with barely restrained rage as he hoisted you into his arms and turned around to take you back to his room.

“Master… There are so many. It’ll be next to impossible to-”

Esidisi was cut off when his master half turned and screamed loud enough to hurt your ears. “THEN KILL THEM ALL!”

You were trembling like a leaf in his arms. Esidisi and Wamuu looked conflicted at each other before bowing and responding in unison.

“Yes, lord Kars!”

Kars took you back to his room and the oppressive darkness was less frightening in his arms, but in the dark you could hear his fangs grinding together, his frustrated, snarled breathing, and the distant screams of his vampire army being slaughtered in the pitch black caves.

“What happened?” he eventually asked. “I let you out of our sight for two minutes…”

“I’m sorry, lord Kars…” you whispered, wiling your voice to stay calm. “I guess it held a grudge towards me for… marrying you and being allowed to live…” you tried to explain.

“I understand that,” he responded tersely. “But WHAT. HAPPENED?!”

“I was able to sense him stalking me in the dark. I called out. He insulted me, my mother and the warriors of my tribe and I responded in kind… He leapt at me and I cut him with the dagger Wamuu let me have… I dropped the candle and lost control of my breathing, so I couldn’t pinpoint him in the dark and screamed and… You know what happened after that…”

“Stupid fragile human…” he muttered, making you cringe. He laid you back down on his bed and laid there with you, keeping you locked tight against his chest. “I won’t allow you to die. I will conquer the sun, the earth and all its wretched creatures if I must. I won’t let you be taken from me.”

You shivered, hiding your face against his chest. The soft mattress dulled the vibrations and this deep into the temple’s catacombs you could scarcely hear the dying screams, the crackling flames and roaring winds.

Without the vampires, who would search for the stone? How could you possibly uncover the treasure they had searched for all these centuries without the hundreds of undead that made up their army to act as their eyes and ears? Was this your fault? Would you be forced to part with your beloved in a month’s time because they could never find the stone at this rate?

It felt like an eternity, but in less than an hour it was done. Kars seemed to know when it was over, picking you up and cradling you gently against his chest as he carried you back, through the halls, up the stairs and eventually into the cool evening air. You could see the ash stained clothes of vampires who would rather take their chances against the sun than die at the hands of their masters. You remembered vividly the general’s face as your foot collided with his skull, skin burning up like a paper mask, flesh tearing and crumbling like burned up charcoal, before the impact splattered the ash like remnants into the air. You could visualize it in slow motion in your mind.

You felt proud. What you’d done was incredible! You’d never imagined you could achieve something like that, and just in the nick of time. At the same time you felt guilty. Not for the act itself, but for feeling proud of something that would inevitably snowball into such a mess.

“It is done, lord Kars,” Esidisi said. You could tell he was every bit as tense as you were, hanging back out of his master’s striking range, although he still smiled to comfort you, and so you smiled back.

“Well done, both of you,” Kars said, sitting on his throne, still holding you as he looked out over the valley. The lights of your village were still dark, and the stars were so much brighter for it, but even their twinkling was of little comfort to you right now.

“If I may say so, my lord. Our dear bride defended herself admirably,” Wamuu said, your smile widening into a grin. Wamuu admired strength above all things. Even if fighting a vampire might have been a small feat to him, he knew you had done something truly incredible in defeating such a powerful opponent.

“She shouldn’t have had to defend herself in the first place…” Kars remarked, dampening your mood again.

“You said I was free to train in combat as I saw fit just minutes before it happened…” You pointed out. Your stomach was in knots already and had been for the better part of an hour. By then you’d rather get it over with and have him snap than to endure his quiet, simmering rage.

“I meant for you to practice, perhaps spar with one of us or some of those pests who would actually obey and protect you. You realize you were inches from death?!” he demanded, fisting a hand in your hair, making you wince.

“I have been inches from death since you and those pests came here! I could have been eaten weeks ago and every second I have been here! I killed the only pest that mattered and you just-”

“Enough!” he yelled, striking at the cracked armrest at his side, shattering it completely. There was dead silence all around. “Be more mindful… of your mortality, little one…” he breathed. His eyes were blazing red and his mane seemed to bristle like that of an angered beast. You nodded as best you could with the iron grip on your own hair, which he eventually released. You didn’t need to be told to get off his lap, you got the hint, watching with teary eyes as he shook off the strands he had pulled out of your scalp.

“We’ll be back by morning,” Kars announced, disappearing in a flash. Esidisi helped you stand, and Wamuu pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“You truly fought as brilliantly as the shining dawn, beloved. We shall be with you again before the first light of sunrise,” your first husband whispered, before they too were forced to depart. You nodded and bid them good luck in their search, waiting until you were sure they were out of sight and earshot before angrily kicking the ash stained rags and pebbles around.

“As if that ring you forced on me does too little to remind me what an untrustworthy little mortal I am, lord Kars! I am thoroughly humbled by your gracious gift of conditional mercy! I shall happily bear the weight of my bastard father’s deceit of thee, great and all knowing gods!” you rambled, heading down the mountain with a torch, since there was nothing left to harm you now. People knew not to tread near your village and the monsters haunting it and all the vampires were now gone. At worst you might encounter a wild animal, but those were easily chased off with a torch. Your village lay abandoned still. You felt a wave of guilt as some pets your people held flocked towards you upon seeing you, in search of food and care. Determined to be a better master than Kars and swallow your anger for now, you went around tearing open pantries and food stores. It wouldn’t last them long, but before the time on your ring ran out some humans would realize the structures had been left uninhabited and most of them would find new homes with new owners. Your food back at the temple had gone to waste in a cloud of corpse you kicked up, so for the first time in days you cooked yourself a proper meal.

Releasing the livestock would kill them, so you dutifully went around feeding them too. The sheep and the pigs and the handful of goats and cows and eventually the horses.

Many warriors kept magnificent horses. They were a point of pride and you found them just in time as many were ready to hurt themselves on the fences or stables enclosing them in search of food.

One that caught your attention most was Aries, the big black war-horse that had killed two people in the marketplace once. It was known to be an absolute nightmare, held in check with sharp spikes on its bit and sharper strikes from its master’s whip.

It was a beautiful horse, but it seemed to bristle at your very presence. You laid out food for the huffing and sputtering creature and opened the stable door, jumping aside as quick as you could. It would be both cruel and dangerous to try to herd it back into the stable again, so you decided he might as well roam free. If someone more daring or less cautious than you tried to tame it later, that would be their concern.

You did the same for any other stabled horses, hoping they would be able to live the long and healthy lives they deserved in freedom.

You gathered a new basket of supplies and with a sour expression you headed back up the mountain to await your husbands’ return.

For a while you were able to ignore the steady hoofbeats behind you, though they were easier to sense than any vampire, but after a while it got too close to be a coincidence and you searched the darkness with the light of your torch, which was nearing its end. You could just barely make out the gracefully trotting black mass, its fur shiny in the firelight.

“Aries, no. This is for me. There’s more food down there,” you said, noting the behemoth was more calm now that it had eaten. “Here, last little snack, then go run,” you said, feeding him an apple, which he took without biting or fussing.

It was obvious it was following you and you tried to stop an obvious idea from forming in your mind, but it was too late.

“The moment I put a saddle on you, you’ll kick and stagger, injure me and enrage lord Kars. You were not made to be ridden, and you were most definitely not made to pull a cart,” you told him sternly, only to have him rub his giant head against you like a massive cat.

“I chose you,” the bastard seemed to say. “I chose you, so deal with the consequences.”

“Terrible, awful, murderous demon baby you are,” you muttered absently a while later as you were cautiously brushing down the massive horse, unable to keep the affection out of your tone. “Almost as bad as the terrible, awful, murderous demon husbands I married. I love you and I love them, but they talk about as well as you do,” you said. “I would have gladly helped look for the stone. I’d have gone out during the day and actually searched, asked people, anything. Instead I’m… Well I probably spent more time on my back than anything,” you noted, red faced as you dragged the heavy saddle out for Aries to see. He neighed and you slowly put on his blanket first. Then the saddle.

“Maybe I won’t be there to wait for him come morning. Make him worry while he hides in the shade another day,” you said, laughing at the stupidity of it. You weren’t going to do that. It’d be suicide. “More likely you’re about to throw me and break my limbs and then after Esidisi is going to laugh at me for being stupid, Wamuu will carry me around like a wounded bird and Kars will mope around sneering about what a stupid, fragile human he picked up,” you said out loud, taking a deep breath and using your hamon to boost your strength as you hoisted yourself onto his back.

“So far so good…” you whispered, stroking his neck. “I wonder where they are right now. The capital, or some port city, no doubt. You know I’ve never seen the ocean before, have you?” you mused, daring to spur him into a trot with a light squeeze of your calves. You had no reigns. He’d snapped and backed away when you only just approached with a headpiece, so that was out of the question. You’d ridden an old little pony without reigns as a child, though this hardly compared. “The ocean is less than twenty miles away. You could make that in a day, couldn’t you, Aries? Or a night… We’d ride past the capital too. We could search for lord Kars’ dumb stone,” you said, steering him through the desolate streets of your hometown with light kicks and tugs on his mane.

You really weren’t dressed for riding, but you had some proper riding clothes in your old home. You wouldn’t be back before sunrise, if you made it at all, and you had never traveled this far outside your village before. It was madness, but a heady mixture of fear and spite was urging you on.

You already had that cursed ring that promised you a swift ending. Why should you spend thirty days as a plaything if Kars wouldn’t commit to sparing you now?

You were already putting on your hardiest clothes over the more delicate ones you had been given and mounting your horse again when you realized you probably wouldn’t have been able to mount Aries in the first place without your hamon. The gift Kars had given you to show his trust and how he never showed the barest hint of anger when you struck him.

He wasn’t mad at you. He was almost forced to face an eternity without you and it distressed him to the point of lashing out.

“Maybe I’ll ask Lord Kars to accompany us to the ocean when he comes home this morning.”

“Good morning,” Kars’ calm voice still startled you and your reaction startled Aries, who stomped and huffed angrily.

“Good morning, lord Kars,” you said, trying to shush the horse. Kars watched you quietly while you calmed the giant you had brought back to the temple.

“You’re quite good at that,” he noted, coming up behind you. You quirked a brow and looked back at him, waiting to see if there was something more to that statement or if it was some kind of joke you didn’t understand. Yesterday he wouldn’t acknowledge an expert kill you made, but now he was complimenting your skills with a horse? “You have a calming air about you. It puts me at ease. Your animal compatriot senses it too. I feel a sense of contentment when you’re near that nothing else brings me,” he explained and you bit your tongue to hold back another snarky remark pointing out he didn’t exactly seem calm last night.

“Please forgive my behavior last night. I meant no offense by my words and I realize your aspirations have now suffered on my behalf. You destroyed your army to keep me safe after one soldier threatened me and your search for the stone-”

“Ssshh, my sun. No sacrifice is too great for you,” he assured you, pulling you close. “The thought of being helpless to protect you while you’re out in the sun vexes me to no end. Tonight I almost lost you when I let my guard down and I could never forgive myself if I… we had lost you forever due to my carelessness…” he explained, enveloping you in the same desperately tight hold that kept you pressed firmly against him while his army was slain. “My frustration was never directed at you… and tonight gave me some time to realize that the only reason you are alive, was because I gave you the freedom to fight back and to keep you as a caged bird at my side would not serve to keep you safe,” he went on, pressing a small vial into your hand. “The antidote.”

You smiled and reached back, carding your fingers through his hair. Gods, it was beautiful enough to make you jealous.

“Thank you for trusting me, master. I shall keep it with me, until you find the stone,” you said. He exhaled sharply, taking the hand that was combing through his hair and kissing it.

“Let me take you to bed, beloved. I cannot wait any longer,” he breathed.

“Let me take care of Aries. The sun is almost up. I shall join you shortly,” you said, releasing a rather undignified noise when you were picked up and thrown over his shoulder instead.

“Wamuu, tend to our beloved’s new pet,” he ordered. You saw Wamuu appear from the shadows in the pale of dawn, smiling at you and his master, then full on grinning at Aries.

“You have chosen a magnificent steed, dear (Y/N)! I shall be glad to assist in its care,” he announced. “I am also glad to see you and lord Kars have reconciled.”

“Ah, wait! He can be quite violent, but he’s good to me. Don’t hurt him!” you called out as you were carried away.

“Is she talking about Wamuu?” Esidisi asked, only just arriving as you were carried past him.

“She is talking about a horse she brought back. Get inside, Esidisi,” Kars answered, walking faster when Esidisi snorted a laugh.

“I have not seen you retreat to your sleeping quarters with such urgency in millennia, dear Kars,” he called after you two.

You were thrown onto his bed again. It had to be his, because it was so soft and also you bounced twice without falling off the other side.

“How dare you wear so many clothes?” he asked. Now you were not familiar with their language in the least, but you were fairly confident this roughly translated into: “You have until I am on top of you to get those clothes off and whatever is still on you is getting shredded.”

“I needed something to wear when riding Aries,” you explained, getting your old clothes off, as well as the silk bottoms of the two piece attire he’d gifted you, which you were still wearing underneath. You could sense some movement a little ways away from you, then a bright rain of sparks as Kars dragged some kind of blade against the stone of a fireplace, lighting a fire inside that grew steadily until you could finally see around the dark room. There was a dragon’s hoard of treasure laid out between the stone fireplace and the bed, glimmering in the dancing light of the fire. On the walls were enormous maps of places you had never even heard of before, some covered with pins and strings, detailing impossibly long journeys. In the corner was a desk that had to be as heavy as your newly acquired warhorse, covered in fine tools, rocks and white sand. No doubt he had been carving more stone masks, but didn’t he have enough of those already? You had a hundred things to ask about every corner of the room, but you were stunned silent and motionless at the most dazzling sight of all.

Kars usually wasn’t very fond of clothes, be it yours or for himself, but for tonight’s occasion even the minimal clothing he usually wore was too much. Bared naked except for his jewelry, he stalked closer to his darling prey on the bed, the smirk on his face telling he knew exactly what your awestruck expression was for.

“Those clothes might suit you for riding Aries, but you’ll have no need for them when riding me,” he purred smoothly, sharp fangs glinting as brightly as the jewelry adorning his regal features while he grinned down at you.

You gripped the soft, black sheets, wanting to touch, but unsure if it was allowed, like hovering by a priceless artwork. You weren’t sure if he meant it, or if he was just teasing you. He always preferred to be in charge with everything. Why would he choose a position that let you take the lead now?

“Y-You wish for me to…” you trailed off, not daring to repeat the phrase. He silenced you with his lips against yours, guiding your hands to comb through his hair and caress his perfectly sculpted form.

“Ride me. Take your pleasure and serve me as your lover and master. Give yourself entirely to me as my bride,” he reaffirmed, he was already hard when he guided one of your hands to stroke him. You were a bit more sure of yourself by now, knowing no amount of strength from you could seriously hurt or injure him. It helped that Kars wasn’t as monstrously thick as Wamuu had been and gripping as firmly as you could without impeding the slide of your fingers on his skin you managed to work your master’s hard cock in a way that made his painted blue eyes flutter shut.

“Yes, lord Kars,” you agreed breathlessly, coaxing him to lie back and let you get on top with just a small push. He looked up at you with a mixture of reverence and cocksure amusement, guiding you into another languid kiss before whispering his next command in your ear.

“I want you to use your mouth on me, beloved. Let me see your pretty, pink lips wrapped around my cock while you choke on it,” he said, his words making your stomach tighten with excitement. For any human men you might have found the act far less appealing, but for Kars you would happily oblige.

Your master’s dick was as unnaturally perfect as the rest of him. It was long, straight, the plump head flushed slightly darker and glistening with a smear of pearly white fluid. Your godly mate lacked all the smelly, hairy and sweaty human traits that might have made this unpleasant, leaving you with only the challenge of how you were going to fit something so massive down your throat as he intended.

You weren’t sure how to go about this, simply doing what felt most natural and awaiting more guidance. Licking up the salty, savoury drops of precum that had gathered at the tip and continuing to stroke his length, it occurred to you this was your first time doing this. Not just sucking him off, but this was the first time servicing one of your husbands. Wamuu and Esidisi had both taken charge and been the ones to pleasure you throughout the nights you spent with them, claiming and treasuring you.

Kars desired you no less than either of your previous lovers and would not be opposed to serving you in any way you liked, but this was what he truly wanted more than anything. To be the one being claimed and treasured and worshipped. Knowing that you desired him enough to take him and obey his every command was intoxicating to him and it showed in his adoring, half-lidded eyes, clouded with lust.

He tangled a hand in your hair and pulled you down, forcing you to take more and more into your mouth, and despite your best efforts, his pushing against your gag reflex on every stroke had you choking and sputtering, struggling not to use your teeth, even if it wouldn’t hurt him.

“Finding it hard to concentrate, my dear morning light?” he asked, licking his lips as he watched you. Even without touching you much more than a few kisses and petting your head, you were starting to get wet, squeezing your thighs together to hold out against your own needs until your master was satisfied. “Your hamon can numb the pain of your muscles stretching beyond their usual limits and restore any damage that might cause. I will make sure you are able to breathe. Stay focussed now, little one,” he ordered, bracing his legs more firmly against the bed and giving you a few seconds to breathe in deep through your nose and try and get your hamon under control before forcing you down all the way to the base of his cock. He moaned heavenly, throwing his head back and closing his eyes to revel in the feel of you. By all accounts this should have hurt, but you felt nothing aside from the slightly uncomfortable pressure of his throbbing length down your throat and the slight sting of him pulling your hair. Clutching his strong thighs for balance, you could feel the faintest tremble to them when you reflexively tried to swallow around the massive intrusion.

“Centuries I thought no creature aside from us could ever be truly perfect… How wrong I was, my beautiful sun… I may be immortal, but it is you who is truly divine…” he praised, stroking your cheek with his thumb. “So good for me, my dear… Hmm, but I did promise to let you breathe, didn’t I?” he mused, letting you come up for air, pulling back to gasp for breath with threads of saliva connecting your pretty mouth to his dick.

“I know it’s a little overwhelming the first time, but you’re doing so well. You’re so wonderful and tight,” he praised, wiping tears of exertion from your cheeks and letting you breathe until you were ready to continue.

With their immortal bodies and stamina, the pace and strength levels humans fucked at were rarely sufficient for your husbands, who preferred to ravish you at their pace. Kars was taking this slow though, savouring the feeling and the sight of you sucking his cock all the way down, shyly meeting his gaze from behind teary lashes between his thighs.

“I’ll have Esidisi teach you properly sometime. You’re so eager to please,” he cooed, stroking your cheek as you tried your best to bob your head and take him down all the way. Honestly if the men from your tribe had even considered this use for hamon, you were sure all women would have been made to master it. Not that you would have cared to do this a second sooner or for anyone else.

The smooth glide of your master’s cock against your tongue, his hands in your hair, the subtle tremor in his voice when he spoke to praise you, all of it only served to drive you mad with want.

“Mhmm, so good to me, my darling,” he said, his voice a deep rumble that sent a spike of arousal straight through you as you were pulled up into another kiss. His cock, slick with your spit, brushed almost teasingly against your warm folds like a whispered promise of the pleasure you had come to crave. Pleasure you knew only your husbands could provide.

“Lord Kars… I can’t wait anymore. Please~?” you pleaded shamefully, grinding against his hard length and feeling it pulse in time with the instinctive rutting of his hips against yours.

“I gave you my permission to serve me, my precious (Y/N). I’m not stopping you now,” he said, gesturing at his flawless body with a smirk. “You will take your pleasure from riding me like the voracious mortal bitch you are. You will worship me with every whimper and cry from your lips. You are mine to cherish and adore until the end of time itself,” he purred, pulling you close and tipping your chin up like he was posing you for some erotic masterpiece.

You swallowed and looked down. You could scarcely imagine getting all of that inside yourself smoothly, let alone riding him the way Esidisi and Wamuu had taken you. Whining about that wouldn’t get either of you off though, so with another deep breath you lined up the head of his cock with your entrance and aided by the new trick you had just learned you dropped back down into his lap in one movement.

You were rewarded with the sight of your master throwing his head back, groaning and squeezing your hips hard enough you’d have bruises with his fingerprints by the end of your rendezvous. Good healing practice, he would likely tell you, though you wouldn’t mind showing them off.

“Perfect… Just perfect for me,” he growled, licking his lips while you adjusted to his size and steadied your breathing. “You are so good to me, my sunshine…” he praised, biting his lip while his hands wandered across your trembling thighs. “Oh, don’t stop now, my darling. I know you have so much more to give me,” he said, edging you on to move already. “Worship me on your knees like the first night you came to me. Ride me like your precious stallion~”

“My stallion isn’t even this big. You must be joking!” you huffed, already bracing yourself on his chest with both hands for support as your legs were shaking. Kars looked surprised for a moment, fighting a smile tugging on his lips and quickly covering his mouth to hide a genuine laugh.

“Cheeky little thing,” he chided, clearly amused and slightly smacking one of your cheeks on his lap in reprimand. Well, lightly for him. It was like a whip strike to you, making you clench down hard on his cock where it was buried deep inside you. “I suppose your inexperience is the price of your innocence. It doesn’t matter when I’ll have eternity to teach you how to serve me properly,” he said, flipping you over and pushing your knees back until they almost touched the sheets.

“A-Ah! I’m sorry! P-Please be gentle with me! I’ll learn to serve you, please!” you cried out, already worried you were in for a punishment far more brutal than a little spanking.

“I gave you power, little one, but you have shown your only rightful place is underneath me. It is too late to beg for mercy now,” he taunted, grinding his massive dick so deep you were seeing stars. “Focus on your breathing now. I won’t repair you once I leave you broken and used. I’ll mold your insides to the shape of my cock and you will remember exactly who you belong to,” he warned.

You’d try. You’d try with all your might, but with Kars’ silver tongue whispering sweet promises in your ear and the head of his cock rubbing so tantalizingly deep inside your dripping pussy, breathing was becoming less and less of a priority.

He picked up the pace gradually, with you fighting to consciously breathe in a way that could keep the god between your legs from completely ruining your tight little cunt and keep you from passing out from the pleasure that had long since overpowered your common sense.

“This is what you wanted, isn’t it? What a hopeless little whore did I take for a bride. Just aching to be fucked by any one of us, aren’t you?” he asked, his hungry red eyed gaze sweeping over the sight of you taking his cock deep enough he could see it in your stomach. “I’ll give you anything you want. I’ll fuck you till your body is in ruins and your sweet, broken heart is content,” he groaned, losing himself in your sweet cries and tight heat until he felt your hand on his cheek.

“N-No… Lord Kars~” you whined, the faintest smile painting your lips. There was only one thing you truly desired. One thing, which he could give you that would leave your heart eternally content.

“ Worship me… ”

The words had just barely left your mouth before you could feel your lover seize up, legs pressed all the way back as he bit down harshly on your shoulder and flooded your insides with his release.

Gasping a final breath, you screamed to your lover, the gods and whoever else was left to hear it. Your precious mortal body constricted around him, milking his cock as if demanding more. Maybe he had been right about what you truly craved. What your body craved, at least.

You were exhausted, floating in the fuzzy post-orgasm bliss that would usually lull you to sleep quite quickly, but Kars’ warning rang clear in your mind. You could rest once you were sure he was satisfied.

In the meantime, you were still too exhausted to move, so to be let down and pulled into a hug was a pleasant surprise.

“Don’t you know I already do, my love?” he whispered. Your mind was still swimming in a tide of pleasure, making it hard to connect those words to the correct context. “You have served me well. You may rest now,” he said. That was all you needed to let the siren call of sleep pull you under, cuddled up safely in your master’s arms.

You woke up many hours later as the sun was just setting, but Kars had already carried you to the shaded side of the mountain where he was safe. You weren’t quite sure how he’d gotten you there, but you figured there were likely some tunnels in the catacombs you did not know about. You’d have plenty of days to explore at your leisure without vampires there.

Kars leapt swiftly around the steep hillside, and up the steep cliffs of the much larger mountains lining the valley.

“Where are we going?” You asked with a soft yawn, drawing Kars’ attention.

“You’ll see,” your husband told you with a small smile.

“I want to go to the ocean,” you said, only half awake, earning a chuckle.

“Close. But if you want, I can take you there. Just not tonight,” he said. You looked up the mountain you were ascending, growing slightly worried when you saw smoke rising from the top.

“Is this safe?” you asked, clinging to Kars’ shoulders. It was getting colder. These mountain peaks were tipped with snow, even in the summer months, and you were only wrapped in a sheet you recognised from the bedroom you shared.

“You’ll always be safe with me, my dear,” he assured you, slowing to a stop by the source of the smoke. Wait, not smoke, just steam. A small spring on the uninhabited mountain top had been heated to the point of steaming on the freezing summit.

Wamuu and Esidisi were already waiting for you, with Aries in tow. Wamuu had by some miracle tamed him to the point he stood resting peacefully in the shallows, letting your first lover pour water down his back to continue keeping him warm. Esidisi was half asleep, up to his chest in the clear spring water and before you could ask anything else you were unceremoniously thrown in, sheet and all.

You screamed and kicked to get back up, glaring at Kars.

“Never do that again!” you yelled, glad Aries had taken a shine to the wind god, as that obviously startled him.

“If you want to see the ocean, learn to swim,” Kars responded, casually taking off his clothes and jewels and putting up his hair before joining you.

“I can swim. I just don’t appreciate being thrown,” you argued, pouting. “And if the spring is heating up, doesn’t that mean this is a volcano?” you asked worriedly.

“It just means Esidisi is here,” Kars answered, handing you a comb and turning his head, the implication obvious. You wanted to huff and refuse, but no amount of pettiness could make you pass up a chance to play with his hair.

“I don’t like the cold,” Esidisi explained, the water near boiling where he sat a few metres away.

“A cold bath strengthens the spirit,” Wamuu interjected.

“Well you’re welcome to go roll in the snow over there,” his master responded, splashing the younger with a wave of hot water and soaking whatever clothes he was still wearing.

“Can you two stop behaving like children?” Kars asked, when Wamuu used his winds to splash him right back.

“Says the one who can’t be bothered to comb his own hair,” you teased.

“I’ll have you know, this is a privilege and not a chore. If you don’t want to, go play with your pet. Normally we’d have sent vampires to fetch clean water down the mountain, but now circumstances have forced our hands,” he explained.

“Ah, so that’s why,” you murmured, the black silk dancing unconcerned in the warm water around you.

“Don’t blame yourself, dear (Y/N). They would have become food eventually and we can look after ourselves and you,” Esidisi assured you, sitting up and stretching. You were momentarily distracted by watching the water run down his rippling muscles, following a particular drop run from his forearm, down his bicep to the swell of his pecs and a half amused scoff drew your attention back to Kars, who stood up to form a similar display.

“Unless that isn’t what’s distracting you?” he asked, smirking down at you.

“You have my full and undivided attention, my lord…” you said quickly, red faced due to more than just the water’s temperature. Although you couldn’t help but notice he had caught the attention of your other mates as well as yours with his little show.

“As it should be,” he said, letting his hair down and shaking off the excess water that caught in the ends. “The absence of our army is negligible in our day-to-day lives, but will greatly hinder our search for the stone. The last lead we have to go on was that the raw gem was brought down to Rome, where it was cut and sold,” he explained. “I’m not sure if the hamon tribe believed to be in possession of the correct stone, or if they meant to trick us, but our time was wasted chasing a smaller cut of the same gem.”

“They were wiped from existence, save for (Y/N) and her sister’s family. Seems like an awful long way to force a bluff,” Esidisi pointed out.

“What if the rest of the stone has been cut too small?” you asked, worry making your chest feel tight. You could sense your wedding ring still there, though it felt less oppressive now. Not nearly as oppressive as the deadline approaching.

“We interrogated the man who cut the stone. He said every time the light shone directly on it it nearly killed him or destroyed his tools. He cut a large flawless stone from the raw gem and two smaller ones. He did not dare cut them any finer. He sold them for a fortune to a merchant he did not know, as he wanted to be rid of the stones for good. He did not live to enjoy his fortune,” Wamuu answered, stroking Aries’ ears more to calm himself now.

“There is only one Aja that will suit our needs, but since being sold in Rome it could have been taken anywhere,” Kars said.

“The Aja draws attention. Not just for its looks. It’s ability to refract light makes it dangerous. Anyone trying to sell it would garner attention,” Esidisi said.

“If it refracts sunlight, they wouldn’t try to sell it at night. Especially if it got out what you’d done to my tribe,” you reasoned.

“Which is exactly where you come in,” Kars said, cupping your cheek. “You can embrace the light of day. You are human. You can help us search for the stone.”

You didn’t hesitate for a second.

“Yes, my masters.”

#kars x reader #kars #kars jojo #pillarmen #jojo's bizzare adventure x reader #wamuu x reader #esidisi x reader #chapter 3 #not sfw #reader insert

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moody-bloosh · 4 years

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Ooh, I'm a sucker for matchups! I think I'll send in a movie title+short description if that's fine with you. Movie: Into the Spiderverse (my favourite animated movie by far). I'm a rather small het girl (4'10 :')) and I've been into combat sports lately (bjj, muay thai). I'm your typical asian girl; dark hair (which is gonna be partly green by tomorrow huhuhu) and dark eyes. I lean more into the artsy side of things, drawing writing, etc. and am mostly an introvert and enjoy quality alone time+

+I can be talkative with the right subjects, but I'm mostly comfortable with talking less reservedly with younger people. With older people I'm more reserved. I also kinda have a sense of dry humour and dad jokes, so I'm all for lame puns haha. Most people usually have the first impression that i'm small and cute, and also younger than i look, and the typical quiet smart kid. Sorry if this is too long, and thank you! I love your writing!!

HMM tough bby who is ready to throw hands, is artistically inclined with a dry sense of humor. I THINK I KNOW WHAT TO DO. (owo Into the Spiderverse, I’m so excited for the sequel that might be out sometime soon, Sony really proved that they’re willing to go outside of the box.)

Part 1: Without a doubt, I ship you with Jonathan, the sweet bean. But i lowkey see Dio somehow becoming interested in you ~ You are Jonathan’s knight, he always laughs at your jokes and keeps your drawings framed in a very special notebook. While Dio doesn’t tend to laugh at your jokes he does snort and smirk when your jokes do manage to tickle his funny bone. You spend your time in the library most of the time which is where Dio likes to chill. He always tries to make you draw him. Yes, he is t h a t friend. It’s also strangely endearing how he manages to figure out the subjects you are interested in just so you can talk with him some more. He likes seeing you loosen up around him, he also likes the passion in your eyes when you talk about your interests.

Part 2: WAMUU. Bring this man home to meet your parents. Will call your parents ‘auntie’ and ‘uncle’ Very respectful. Very sweet. Loves to train with you. Although at first you are very stiff around him, you grow on him and you learn that there is more to communication than just words. When you spar with Wamuu a connection deeper than one made of speech is formed. IT IS A BOND OF TRUE WARRIORS. He also adores the drawings and writings you make. Calls them art and sincerely means it. PLEASE MARRY THIS MAN YOU WOULD BE SO CUTE TOGETHER OKAY.

Part 3: I WANT TO SAY JOTARO BECAUSE YOU TWO WOULD BE MAD CUTE TOGETHER. Gap moe love between a delinquent and an ‘honor student’ who can hold her own. Also height difference <3. So cute !! Since you both are naturally very introverted, I think you would have very good harmony together. Also your jokes make Jotaro smile deep inside, Star Platinum gives a happy ora whenever it hears your jokes.

Part 4: I ship you with dear darling boy Okuyasu. He is so so super delicate and sweet with you. He sincerely laughs at all your jokes. He always brags to his friends about how cute and adorable you are. Will also be down to go to the gym with you to train in different martial arts.

Part 5: Narancia and you would be so cute together, truly a smol couple whO NO ONE SHOULD FUCK WITH. Y’all are the definition of ride or die. The things you joke about are so cursed and chaotic, it makes Abbacchio want to drink himself into a coma. You trade drawings with Narancia a lot of the time and you help Fugo out by teaching Narancia how to read and write. Narancia tends to offset your more quiet side so you are a nice balanced couple <3

#matchups

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miru-p · 6 years

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SO, at the end, I gathered all JJBA OCs refs (canon and nobody dies AU) here in the same post ;v;/ I think this is better, especially for my own organization lol. I hope you like the refs and the new additions >vo. Click the pics for better view, cos some of them looks very small lol. And under the read more cos long, little HC facts about the pics!! You can always ask me if I forgot something or you want to know something more!!

★ Karina during all arcs

During her childhood, Karina was a very lonely and kind of aggresive kid. She lived in a little village a little far away from school, so she didn’t have friends there. Also kids usually teased her about her birthmarks, so that didn’t help neither.

After her grandmother passing away, she tried to do everything she could to make her proud. She went to a University cos it was what her grandmother always wanted. Also, as soon as she started using make-up, the first thing she did was hiding her birthmarks with it. She continued doing that until she met the crusaders in Singapore.

For her role in SDC and DiU you can read a full profile here.

In SO, she’s a very minor chara. She just appeared at the SPW foundation when she found out that Rosa was trying to help Jolyne. She’s worried, and doesn’t want to lose her daughter as she lost a lot of dear people.

★ Karina’s family

Rafaella met Caesar in the spring before the events of BT.

Messina found her and little baby Mina in March 1939 and decided to take care of them.

At first, he tried to teach Mina Hamon, but she wasn’t very good at it.

When Mina was 17, she and her mother, traveled to Spain, since Mina wanted to study there.

In Madrid, she met Juan, and even if at first they didn’t get along that well cos he looked so intimidating even if he’s a cinnamon roll lol, they end up falling in love.

When Mina finished her degree, she and Rafaella moved to Asturias, where Juan lived. In 1962, Juan and Mina got married, and in 1964 her little bby Karina was born.

In 1981, when Karina is 17, Rafaella died because of an illness.

★ Rosa (and her stand) during all arcs

You can read her profile here.

★ Caesar during all arcs

BT: Just drawing for fun, practice, and for comparing with the next ones~~

After BT: Not so much changes. He stop using headbands, although Joseph gave him a new one for the one he burned lol. Also, no more crop tops for him, because he doesn’t want to show the many scars he has on his torso and back due to his fight against Wamuu. Not cos he’s ashamed of them, at the contrary, he thinks about them as a reminder of what happens when you’re too full of yourself, but cos he knows that they aren’t very pleasing to the eye. At 25 he starts using glasses for reading.

SDC: Unlike Joseph, he continues his Hamon training. He looks way younger than he really is. Some people even thought that he was Billie’s brother instead of her dad lol.

DiU: After meeting his granddaughter and especially his great grandchildren, he decided to stop his Hamon training, so he started to age more normally even if still he looks a bit younger.

SO: He died in between the events of VA and SO. He’s not inmortal like Joseph.

★ Billie Joestar

Billie was a 5 y-o orphan girl who just escaped from the orphanage and found Joseph and Caesar in the street. At first they started to try to look for her parents, but after spending all the day in that, she told them the truth. Caesar wanted to notify the police, but Joseph refused, and could persuade him, saying that at that late hour probs they would make her stay the night in the police station, so she stayed with them this night, with the promise that next morning they would notify the police and return her to the orphanage. At the end, they both became too fond of her, also, both know perfectly how is being alone at early age, so they decided that maybe they could adopt her. And they did, under Joseph’s name cos it would be easy and better for her cos his heritage and renown after all. So, Billie gained two loving dorks fathers and soon she will gain a sweet mom and a little sister.

★ AvKari kids

-Rosa

The oldest child and the responsible one.

She tries to be the voice of reason of her brothers, and sometimes can be a bit bossy.

She’s very independent since early age and is happy that her parents are proud of it.

-Nassif

A ball full of energy.

He is very active and Joseph is a bad influece, a very bad influence...

As soon as he starts knowing how to control his stand, he would use it for playing, and even pranking. Rosa would try to stop him tho.

He was a bit jealous of his little brother cos he thought that his mom loved him more.

He’s a cutie.

-Anthonio

A very shy kid.

Avdol and Karina thought that since the first children have a spanish and an arabic name, he should have another one, something neutral.

No, he is not named after anyone in particular, b-baka.

Also, no, that anyone didn’t tear up a little when knowing it, nor Joseph would make fun of him forever for that.

The only one with greenish-brown eyes. People usually call him cat-eyes.

★ AvKari kids’ stands

Rosa’s stand: Karma Chameleon Powers: She can control and change the density of things, except of living beings. For that, she can either change the mass making it heavier or lighter, or either change the volume compressing or expanding the object, but she can’t change both properties at once.

Nassif’s stand: Word Up! Powers: He can manipulate strong magnetic energies, being his hands like an actual magnet, that can attract every kind of metalic material.

Anthonio’s stand: Black Hole Sun Powers: He can control and shape shadows, and even creating living beings from them. This creatures are very sensitve to sun light, a prolongues exposition to it can destroy them. Also, their individual strenght depends on how many of them are created, since the total power of the stand is divided equally between them.

#wow so long #I hope there aren't any typos or grammar mistakes cos it's 2.30 am lol #also yes I still have to do the kid's stand MAYBE OTHER TIME SORRY #about rosa I didn't write so much since I alredy posted about her #anyways I hope you like these little refs ;V;#my art #my ocs #my refs #my hcs #NOW I'M EMOTIONAL #karina torroja zeppeli #rafaella marinelli #mina zeppeli #juan torroja lópez #rosa torroja zeppeli #billie joestar #nassif avdol #anthonio avdol #caesar anthonio zeppeli

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jojosmusing-blog · 7 years

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Ah okay! Sorry I wasnt able to view your rules on mobile! Can you do whamu, sdc dio, and kira comforting their sad s/o?

No problem, don’t worry about it! :)

I hope you like it! :D

Wamuu

When Wamuu seeshis s/o sad or even crying he is just as much worried as he is irritated. Whathappened? What or who caused his s/o to be like this?

No matter how muchthese questions nag at him he doesn’t ask his s/o. He learned that humans areextremely fragile when they are in this state; it’s not comparable to Esidisiwhen he has to cry in order to calm himself down. There pretty much is not amore vulnerable state a human can be in than being sad and crying. That meansasking too many questions right now will only confuse them or worsen theirstate.

So he quietly sitsdown beside his s/o and slowly lays an arm around their shoulders, and pullsthem close to his body. He knows his s/o enjoys this form of affection and ithas the desired effect, because his s/o slowly leans onto him. After a fewsilent moments Wamuu raises a hand to slowly stroke their cheek, brushing offthe eventual tears until his s/o starts to visibly relax.

Then he urges themas softly as he can to tell him what happened. Should his s/o just feel sadwithout an exact reason he will gladly continue to hold them as the physicalcontact seems to help them. If something happened he would listen to what theyhave to say, and hold them close as well.

But, if someone should be responsible for theirs/o’s sadness, that someone should better be prepared, because they surely willregret and pay for the moment they made Wamuu’s s/o sad. Wamuu is a warriorafter all and he will do everything he can to keep or restore his s/o’s honor.

SDC Dio

Dio is mostlyirritated that he finds his s/o in such a state. He knows his s/o, and he knowsthat they are not easily put into such a condition, otherwise Dio would hardlycare about them. He has no need for a s/o who doesn’t have their emotions undercontrol. It irritates him, but also makes him wonder why and how they are likethis now.

His s/o sits onDio’s bed when he finds them, knees hugged to their chest and arms around them.They don’t look up when Dio joins them on the bed, but they visibly flinch,they probably didn’t hear him.

“Why would you belike that, if I, Dio, give you company?” he asks, a bit harsher than even heintended but his s/o doesn’t seem to notice or care, but they draw in a deepbreath.

They start talkingthen. Quietly and softly. They tell him what happened and why they feel the waythey do, and they even apologize for their unusual behavior. It makes Dio smirka bit, though in the darkness and him sitting a bit behind them they can’t seeit. However, mostly does it worry him indeed. He may not admit it, he is abovesuch emotions after all, but he knows his s/o and their condition is hardlyacceptable.

He lays a heavyhand on the top of their head, his clawed fingers run slowly through theirhair, scraping their scalp just lightly. His s/o raises their head a bit atthat, and Dio’s lips pull into a knowing smirk. Humans are so easy to read andto satisfy. Although, if it turns his s/o’s condition back into the one heknows and the one he allowed to stay at his side, then showing them a bit ofaffection should be alright. Dio does not really care how his s/o feels, butbeing in nearly pathetic state is not acceptable.

Though, sendingVanilla Ice with them to have a trip through Cairo the following day just toget the smile back on their face is something he will not admit to (he probablytells them and himself that it was a trip to gather information, and notsomething to actually lighten up a human’s mood) …

Kira

Kira is prettysurprised and a bit worried when he sees their sad s/o sitting at the kitchentable. Usually they greet him with a smile, a hug or a kiss to his cheek, butthis time they just sit at the kitchen table, hands in their lap and head down.

Kira slowly sitsdown next to them, takes their hands into his own and softly caresses thembefore he asks what’s wrong.

His s/o quietlytells him what’s going on, what happened, why they are so sad; all the whileKira softly strokes the skin of their hands, sliding his fingers along theirown and massaging their knuckles. No matter how… obsessed he may be with handsbut this time he does this to calm his s/o down, to offer some simple form ofcomfort and affection. When his s/o stops talking he still doesn’t say a wordbut instead raises their hands now to his lips and presses a soft kiss to theback of their hands.

He offers a fewwords of comfort then. Saying they shouldn’t worry so much, that it will be alright.The words are basically not more than empty phrases, he knows this and his s/odoes too, so it does little to lighten up their mood again.

So instead oftrying to offer verbal comfort Kira tries a different approach. He certainlydoes not want to see his s/o like this. It is so unusual and unpleasant to seethem like this, he wants to change their mood better sooner than later.

Kira may not havea way with words but he has some other ways of doing something for his s/o.

Kira cookssomething for them this day. Usually his s/o does the cooking because he’s atwork all day, but given the situation he takes over for today (and boi Kiraknows how to cook). If it shouldn’t make them as happy as he is used to he’lleven do other chores for them as well, just granting them some time forthemselves to calm down and relax.

He doesn’t go outwith them necessarily, though. People might see them and notice that it’sunusual for him to go out on these days (he has set days where he goes out withhis s/o). He really does want to comfort his s/o, and put their mind off of thethings that made them sad, but not at the expense of drawing more attention tohimself than absolutely necessary.

#jjba #wamuu #dio brando #kira yoshikage #battle tendency #pillar men #stardust crusaders #diamond is unbreakable #wham #dio #kira #headcanons

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funtimebunnyblog · 3 years

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This request comes from one of the sweetest readers I know on my A03! 🥰🥰🥰 I mean, who doesn't like the idea of 4 stronk Pillarmen taking care of you when you're sick? 🤔😇

Pillarmen (separate) taking care of their sick s/o...

(Under the cut for length!)

Kars:

• Always the definition of intuitive; Kars will know immediately when you aren't yourself.

• Whether you're stomach sick or just undergoing a common cold, he can just tell.

• Sometimes he can tell before it even truly hits you.

• Out of all the Pillarmen, he is the most knowledgeable on Human Medical and, as he puts it, "Your fragile needs" so rest assured, he knows how to care for you.

• You'll be confided to bed (whether you like it or not), the only exception being the bathroom, to which he will carry you there.

• Being a man who's always busy at his desk, he can always keep a close eye on you while he tackles work; listening to your shallow breaths from where you sleep in the background as he quietly flips through papers.

• Occasionally, he'll glance over his shoulder to check up on you. Or if you've been asleep for sometime he'll stop working and gently wake you, asking you how you feel and if you need anything as he takes your temperature.

• When you're fighting a simple cold he'll ensure you get A LOT of vitamin C.

• He'll even go so far as to peel you an orange and feed you it slice by slice with a soft, indulgent smile on his face.

• Even though he's not exactly a chef, he can also make you a hearty homemade soup and ensure you're drinking plenty of water.

• If you ask him, he'll rub some vicks on your chest if you're very congested.

• Kars likes to hum to you as he does it, his blood-red eyes holding a notable twinkle in them as he watches your eyes flutter closed, sending you into a deep sleep with his gentle touch and the deep timber of his voice.

• If you happen to be stomach sick however; he puts you on a strick diet of water, crackers and some Gatorade for a few days. No ifs, ands or buts about it!

• Sick Humans are one of his least favorite kinds of Humans (aside from just Humans in general) but you're still his mate and you can always count on him to love and take care of you until you're well again.

Esidisi:

• Much like Kars, Esidisi is very intuitive and knows his mate more than anyone; so he can tell almost immediately when you're feeling a little off.

• When he knows something is up and he's trying to decipher what's going on with you, he'll just wordlessly pull you into his lap and give you a little examination, asking you how you feel.

• No matter whatever ailment you're fighting, the man will be right by your side the whole time.

• However, unlike Kars, his methods of taking care of you are a little outdated...

• "Outdated", of course, being healing methods that are literally thousands of years old.

• He might do the most outrageous seeming things, insisting that they'll help, depending on what's ailing you.

• You can bet he'll be doing things like; putting onions on your feet, putting a candle in your ear, smudging you with sage and a feather, drenching you and your clothes with brandy, painting a healing sigil on you, using a singing bowl, etc.

• He honestly laughs at you when you tell him that you have a bottle of Nyquil downstairs.

• Other than that, he's a person to climb into bed next to you and simply hold you in his arms; claiming that his love and his body heat will heal you.

• He honestly doesn't care in the slightest if you're gross or not when he does this so any protests you might make about that are ignored.

• He's also a man who believes in the saying of "feed a fever; fight a cold", so prepare for him to turn up his temperature to help you sweat it out.

• If your stomach sick and your tummy feels gross and sore, he'll simply place his warm hands over your stomach and give you a nice belly rub.

• He prefers to keep you in bed for rest and recovery but if you manage to convince him that you're feeling a bit better he'll move you to the couch for a change of scenery.

• He'll even take you outside if the weather is nice and have you sit you in his lap while you get some fresh air.

• Esidisi loves you with all the love he has inside and he will do anything he can (even if the method is unconventional) to ensure his precious little mate makes a full recovery.

Wamuu:

• Wamuu, as any Warrior should, has very keen senses.

• But surprisingly, he will not really notice you are sick until you are indeed sick.

• He's not as knowledgeable on Human ailments as his Masters are but he isn't shy to do some research on whatever is wrong with you and take some notes so he can ensure to take proper care of you.

• For a massive and intimidating Warrior who could wipe out legions of Humans like nothing; Wamuu is an absolute Mother Hen when caring for you.

• He ensures he stays by your side every chance he gets.

• If you want something, no matter what it is, he'll get it for you. Whether it's reading material, a certain movie to watch, your phone, some kind of food, more tissues, you name it!

• He checks your temperature like a loving Mother would; by pressing his lips softly to your forehead to evaluate the heat radiating off you.

• If you're fighting a cold, he brings you all the hot soup and tea you could possibly want.

• If you need a distraction, ask him to tell you a story. He'll happily read to you from a book or even tell you a story about something that happened thousands of years ago.

• "--Master Kars told Master Esidisi not to poke the Rhinoceros but of course, he didn't listen..."

• Either way; you can garuntee his soft and deep voice will put you to sleep as he strokes your hair or rubs your back from where you lay cuddled into his side.

• If you happen to get bedsore from laying around too long he'll give you a massage.

• If you're stomach sick he will carry you to the bathroom each time (he seems to just know exactly when you're going to be sick at this point) and kneel by your side, rubbing your back soothingly and comforting you as you ride out the waves of sickness.

• When you feel icky and gross, he'll draw you a nice bath and hum to you; washing your hair and your body and cleaning any grossness you happen to feel away.

• He likes to hold you in his arms the most when you're like this but if you require to be laying down or propped in a certain position, he will be right at your side holding your hand.

• Wamuu commends you for being strong and trying to overcome what ails you and he will ensure you don't face it alone.

• The man will not rest until you, the love of his life, are feeling better again.

Santana:

• Much like Wamuu, Santana isn't very knowledgeable on Human sickness.

• However, the first time you happened to get sick around him, he immediately knew something was terribly wrong being as perceptive as he was.

• Even something as simple as your smell being a little off and he'll immediately know when you're under the weather.

• Once you explain what exactly is happening to you, he does his research on the internet and will even go to one of the older Pillarmen for advice on the proper treatment for you.

• Like Esidisi would; Santana will spend much of his time in bed next to you with his arms around you.

• He just has this natural instinct to be as close to you as possible, somehow feeling that just being there will cure you.

• He'll lull you into a sleep by rubbing soft little circles into your back, your ear directly over his heart to listen to the deep and steady drum of his heartbeat.

• If you need medicine, just tell him what kind and he'll bring it to you in a heartbeat.

• However, Santana will be very firm with you on how much medicine you're taking and will be sure that you aren't taking too much.

• He also makes sure you drink a lot of water, propping you up against his body and putting the bottle to your lips carefully to encourage you to sip.

• If you're stomach sick, he'll make sure he'll have a heating pad nearby or a hot water bottle filled up for when your belly is sore.

• You can bet that he will bring you every comfortable blanket and pillow in the house when you're feeling sick.

• He basically turns your bed into one big comfortable nest; the amount of blankets definitely helps you sweat out your sickness.

• If he finds you up and out of bed at all when you're still sick, he will just wordlessly walk up to you and pick you up, carrying you back to bed.

• One silent look from him while he's doing it is enough of a scolding to make you stay put next time.

• Santana would probably never fully understand Humans, and the entire mixture of chaos and fragility that can be packed into one, but for you he is more than willing to try to learn.

• Even if he can't understand, you can count on him to always be there for you when you're ill because you're his one and only mate and he loves you with all his heart.

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Could you possibly do a scenario for the pillar men and a s/o who’s extremely pale? I can’t go out into the sun for more then 10 minutes without being close to sunburn. I usually feel a little insecure about how my skin in because you can see bright blue veins on my wrists and arms and stuff. It looks freaky to me.

Oh Anon ❤❤❤

Let me assure you that the Pillarmen wouldn't be happy to hear you aren't comfortable in your own skin (no pun intended, of course!). Pale or not, they would be absolutely over the moon for you 🥰🥰🥰 In the meantime, let me show you how much they love you.

Pillarmen with an s/o who is extremely pale and burns in the sun easily...

(Under the cut for length)

Kars:

• Kars was very fair skinned himself; he always had been.

• However, he never had the fear of burning to a crisp in the sunshine (well, not anymore) like any Human.

• Being very knowledgeable on your race, he was very mindful of your fragile needs, specifically your skins needs.

• He was always happy to help you apply some sunscreen on your back if you asked him to or carry some around wherever you both went.

• However, he never actually seen you burn.

• That was, until one day...

• You had left early in the morning, claiming you wanted to get some fresh early Summer air by going for a little jog.

• Kars had some work to do upstairs in his study, bidding you goodbye and losing himself in his piles of paperwork as he scribbled away.

• You had barely been gone an hour, the sounds of your footsteps pulling his attention from his work for the briefest moment but he paid little to no mind to your early return.

• The door to his study creaked open and your voice was next to hit his ears.

• "Kars?" "Hmm, so soon, beloved? How was your--" He turned in his chair to face you, his words suddenly getting caught in his throat. He nearly dropped the handful of papers he was clutching at the sight he was met with.

• There you stood in the doorway, sheepishly tapping your fingers together as you struggled to meet his gaze. You knew very well what he was gawking at.

• "Do you-- uh... know where the Aloe Vera is?" Came the hesitant question.

• Dressed in a joggers tank-top and shorts, every inch of your visible skin was near to an angry red.

• It was as if someone had rubbed you raw with sandpaper from head to toe and just from the way you were standing he could easily tell that you were starting to feel just as raw.

• "Goodness, gracious!" He cried, ruby eyes burning holes into you as he got up from his chair, marching straight up to you. "What on Earth happened?!"

• You frowned, curling in on yourself stiffly, letting out a pathetic laugh. "I... uh... forgot to put on sunscreen before I left..." you explained, the red in your cheeks blooming with more than a burn from the sun. "I didn't realize it would be so hot out today..."

• Kars blinked once, looking you up and down with tight lips.

• He wasn't even touching you and he could feel the heat radiating off your irritated skin.

• Several painful moments later... you were seated in the bathroom, devoid of clothing.

• You were already so sore that getting your clothes off had been nothing but a painful struggle with you whimpering the whole way as the massive Pillarman tried his absolute best to be as ginger with you as possible.

• He had even briefly considered just cutting your clothes off with his brilliant bone blade to spare you the agony.

• Every line of where your clothing began and ended was laid bare, leaving you looking very awkward with the blotches of crimson skin gracing your pale, white body.

• You were quite lucky Kars was blessed with the ability to heal but still, you flinched every time his huge hands graced your raw skin as he worked his magic.

• By the time he was done you were only a little more pink in hue than usual; it was almost like a weak farmers tan.

• He assured you, however, that you would be back to your normal palor in a day at best

• He also made sure to take extra care to apply a generous coat of moisturizer to your skin too.

• "There." He sighed, carding a hand gently through your hair as he planted a kiss on your temple. "Please dear one, I beg of you to try and be more careful next time."

• Ironically, through all the time he had known and loved you, one of his affectionate nicknames for you was his "ray of sunshine".

• He was starting to think that perhaps it was better to reconsider and start calling you his "starlight" from now on...

Esidisi:

• For a man whose domain lied with heat, he was always more than careful to be sure you didn't get burned.

• Sometimes he playfully teased you about how very pale you were, often during the times when you were complaining about your palor, but you knew very well he adored you and your skin.

• He often compared you to a work of art; a beautiful statue of white marble. He deemed it fitting, as marble had remarkable and beautiful veins etched into its stone much like you.

• Many a morning you woke up giggling as he trailed soft, warm kisses along your milky skin.

• Once, you came inside after spending the afternoon out in the garden and immediately he noticed a pink tinging the skin on your back and shoulders.

• You hadn't gotten burned badly but it was still a burn no less. You had put on sunscreen but alas, you had forgotten to reapply...

• "Ow!" You jumped a little, you hadn't really realized you had gotten burned until he curiously poked you where it was sore.

• He retracted his hand when you cried out as if you were the one who burned him, tears noticably welling up in his eyes as your genuine pain sunk into his heart.

• "Oh, did that hurt? Oh my beautiful little flame, I'm so sorry." He breathed, he held back from hugging you (as much as he wanted to in that moment) and causing you further pain. "You've burned yourself."

• You really hadn't been exaggerating when you told him that you had the tendency to burn easily.

• Minutes later, you were seated in the kitchen, your top removed, with your Husband the Pillarman lovingly tending to your sunburn.

• You could tell he went the extra mile to diminish a good amount of the heat in his hands as he took care to press cold wet cloths to your irritated skin to draw the heat out of the burn.

• He hummed softly to you as he worked, shushing any and all painful whimpers you happened to make as the cloth graced raw skin.

• You shivered as he removed the previous damp cloth, replacing it with a fresh and freezing cold wet one.

• It was a feeling you could only associate to pouring water sizzling on a hot gridle.

• "Th-Thank you, Esidisi..." you sighed. Your back was feeling much better now but you knew by tomorrow your skin would definitely be peeling.

• "It is my pleasure, my sweet little spark." He crooned, reaching for the bottle of Aloe Vera. He planned to thoroughly slather the area with it.

• Unable to help himself, the corner of his lips tugged into a teasing little smirk. "Well, you always told me you wished you had a bit more colour to your skin. And now you have a lovely pink spot!"

• You rolled your eyes at his words, shooting him the strongest glare you could muster. "Hah."

• Though you intended it to come out as displeased, Esidisi didn't miss the tugging at the corners of your own lips.

Wamuu:

• "What do you mean by this?" The warrior had questioned you, his eyebrows knit together, when you had first told him about your tendency to burn.

• In his eyes, that should have been impossible.

• You weren't a Vampire and Humans could train themselves to harness power straight from the sun itself.

• How and why was it possible for you, a Human, to BURN simply by standing in the sun?!

• You did your very best to explain it to him, telling him about harmful effects of UV rays and how fragile Human skin could be in prolonged exposure to it.

• You even told him proper precautions Humans had to take to prevent this from happening and that you in particular had to take extra precautions.

• Wamuu listened to you intently, nodding his head through your narrative.

• He supposed that it all made sense and you were very pale after all...

• From that moment forward, being a warrior and all, Wamuu made it his sworn duty to protect you from the suns harmful rays damaging your precious skin.

• Everywhere the two of you went, even if there was just a chance of sunshine, he didn't want to risk it and ensured to have sunscreen with him (and more importantly on you) at all times.

• Apart from that, he did his very best to ensure you were well shaded when the sun was particularly powerful that day.

• More often than not you found him standing over you with an umbrella (that he may or may not have took from the Café down the street) or draping something over you to give you some shaded coverage.

• But at times when there was nothing else to cover you, he simply did it himself by letting you (and ONLY you) stand in his shadow for some coverage as he was considerably larger than you afterall.

• "Are you sure it's ok, Wamuu?" You frowned, not at all liking the way he instinctively twitched when you stepped into the cool shade cast by his very person.

• You knew very well how hypersensitive he was when it came down to his shadow and, more importantly, people invading it.

• You could already see him gritting his teeth to fight against his primal instincts.

• "Really, you don't have to--" "I do." He said firmly, stepping to the side so you were now fully shaded. He suppressed a shiver, standing as tall and proud as he could. "For you, my beloved, I must. It is my sworn duty to protect you in any and all ways possible and that includes protecting you from the sun."

Santana:

• Santana was more pale than the average living Pillarman (with Kars coming in as "2nd most pale").

• However, despite the fact that he was now an Ultimate lifeform and could now stand in the sun all he wanted, that surprisingly didn't change about him.

• Needless to say, you both stood out a lot at the beach.

• Still, it was comforting to you to have someone in your life who was just as pale as you were, being insecure about your painfully white skin afterall.

• Santana, attentive and intuitive as always, quickly picked up on your habits of sunscreen and your preparations to go outside in the hot sun.

• If you forgot to slather some on, he would simply walk up with the bottle in hand and do it for you.

• He saved you from getting burned a few times doing this.

• One day, Santana and you were walking hand in hand downtown before he stopped right outside a flower shop.

• "Ooh, they're pretty aren't they?" You said, stopping as well to admire some of the arrangements put out.

• Santana hummed, a small smile gracing his lips. "They are like you."

• You thought that he was simply saying you were pretty but no, his meaning ran much deeper than that.

• Wordlessly, he grabbed your arm, tracing his fingertips softly over the winding blue veins visible under your pale skin before pointing back to the flowers.

• The flowers had veins too; winding little lines that had been lovingly etched into their soft delicate pedals by nature, it was only a part of them that made them more beautiful.

• "You are like them." He continued, his eyes filled with warmth as he turned his gaze back down to your arms. "Delicate. Soft. Beautiful."

• Your cheeks flamed red as you understood, your face burning hotter than any sunburn you had ever received when he pressed his lips to the veins on your wrist.

• For a man of few words, Santana sure knew how to make any insecurity you had about yourself (more importantly your palor) melt away.

• "My flower..." he murmured against your skin.

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