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junosartsthetic · 1 year
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I posted 693 times in 2022
That's 485 more posts than 2021!
240 posts created (35%)
453 posts reblogged (65%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
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@strawberrystepmom
@buccislutti
@corpsoir
I tagged 593 of my posts in 2022
Only 14% of my posts had no tags
#jjba - 259 posts
#this is a shitshow and im the ringleader - 138 posts
#q - 116 posts
#shitposting - 113 posts
#shitpost - 111 posts
#x reader - 83 posts
#jjba x reader - 74 posts
#jojo's bizarre adventure - 68 posts
#jojos bizarre adventure - 61 posts
#jean pierre polnareff - 61 posts
Longest Tag: 139 characters
#no this isnt some projection of the father i never had during my childhood and therefore wanting somebody powerful and strong in my life to
My Top Posts in 2022:
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306 notes - Posted August 23, 2022
#4
Baby, I’m Jealous
Headcanons for when a collection of my favorite JJBA characters get jealous (whether they’d like to admit it or not). She/her pronouns used for reader.
Hol Horse
Jealousy?
Please
He’s a love ‘em and leave ‘em type 
He doesn’t get jealous
At least, that’s what he tells himself when he sees you with some smooth-talking son-of-a-bitch from across the bar
He grips his drink angrily, chugging it down in one fell swoop
Just because you two weren’t official, more like a friends with benefits situation, doesn’t mean this asshole had any right to speak to you, much less caress your hips like he wanted to get you out of your dress
Besides, he didn’t like this guy
A feeling in his gut told him he was gonna break your heart
Not on his watch
You didn’t have time to think before Hol was wrapping his arm around your waist from behind, pulling you against his seething chest
“I don’t know what the hell you think yer doin’ with my girl, but if you don’t get outta my sight by the count of three—”
He summons his stand
“I’m gonna pump ya full of lead”
The bastard is gone before you could process what happened
“Was he botherin’ ya, sweetheart?” he breathes against your ear
“Was he bothering you?” you replied, turning to smirk at him
“I didn’t know you could get so jealous, cowboy”
“Just wanna make sure my cowgirl is okay”
You roll your eyes
“Whatever you say. Just next time, wait until I score a free drink before scaring off the asshole, okay?”
Jonathan Joestar
He’s a proper gentleman (trademark)
But deep down
There’s definitely a part of him that comes out when he sees someone particularly close to you
He convinces himself its to keep you safe and sound
But he knows you’re fine
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413 notes - Posted August 26, 2022
#3
Pool Time
SDC reacting to you in a bikini. Chaos ensues. Contains suggestive/mild sexual content, especially in Joseph’s part. Oops. Written for female readers. 
It wasn’t often you got to relax for a moment during your crusade to defeat Dio, so you jumped at the chance to spend the afternoon at the pool with the rest of your companions. The vehicle taking you to your next destination—a train—wasn’t going to arrive until tomorrow afternoon, so you figured you all might as well do something fun while waiting. 
Luckily, you managed to snag a bathing suit from the giftshop in the hotel lobby. Did you pay for it? Ehh. Not important.
You finished tying the bikini straps around your neck, looking yourself over in the bathroom mirror. The top piece consisted of a red patterned bra piece with black straps. The bottoms were entirely black with little red bows on either hip. You winked at yourself. You were never the vain type, but you felt pretty hot at the moment.
The bikini was a little tight being that you were too busy trying not to get caught to look at the tag, but it fit good enough. Your thighs stretched the fabric bottoms, and you had to tuck in the tops of your breasts to fit inside the cups, but everything private was covered. All you wanted to do was jump in the water and stay there so it didn’t matter too much. The hot weather of the Middle East was not your cup of tea.
You grabbed a hotel towel, wrapping it around your waist and securing it there before stepping out of the bathroom. Everyone else was already at the pool, as they’d changed and left in the time you sought out a swimsuit. 
Quickly applying sunscreen, you rushed out of the hotel room and to the elevator. Moments later, you arrived in front of the gated pool. It was quite a nice hotel, and there were many shaded tables scattered around the patio. You looked around, spotting the others seated around a large round table. An umbrella provided shade as they sipped on various drinks. You wondered why none of them chose to take a swim. Were they not dying of heat exhaustion, even with their iced drinks?
Tossing that thought aside, you focused on your current dilemma. You needed to be let inside as you didn’t grab a key. You waved both hands, shouting out a name and catching the attention of a certain someone—your boyfriend. Not only that, but a few others also looked your way. It was hard not to pay attention to you in your current state of dress.
Kakyoin
“Holy shit,” Noriaki breathed, eyes widening. Even sporting green swim shorts instead of his usual attire, he felt hot. He looked around, noticing he wasn’t the only one glancing your way. A pit settled in his stomach. He didn’t want to come off as a bastard, or tell anyone, especially you, what to wear, but your current attire sent his mind spiraling.
There was no denying your beauty. He always thought you were beautiful, but this was something else. It felt wrong seeing you in so little fabric in such a public place. 
He shook his head to clear his thoughts before gathering himself and walking to let you in.
“Thanks, Nori.” You pressed a kiss to his cheek. “I thought I’d have to climb the gate for a second there. You seemed out of it. You okay?”
He nodded. “Oh, uhh, yeah. I’m good. You just caught me off guard. I see you found a swimsuit.” 
“Yeah.” You pulled on the strap of the bikini top before releasing it. It sunk back against your skin tightly. “It’s kind of small, though. I hope it doesn’t tear or something.”
His face flushed red at your words. He quickly changed the subject. “Let’s get in the water. I’m dying out in this heat.”
You hummed in agreement, walking beside him back to the table. “Lemme put my towel down.”
You untied the cloth from your hips, tossing it on a chair before heading towards the large body of water. Noriaki struggled to keep his eyes from trailing downwards, and he quickly followed behind you, standing close enough to block your backside from any prying eyes.
This was simultaneously the worst and best thing he’d ever experienced. It was going to be a long afternoon.
Jotaro
Jotaro was good at keeping his emotions in check, for the most part, but he had no hat to cover his face, nor a jacket collar to pop up to hide his red cheeks. All he could do was look down and mutter.
“Jotaro,” Joseph scolded. “Don’t just sit there. Go let your girlfriend in.”
“Mr. Joestar,” Avdol said. “I think he’s a little overwhelmed. I’ll go let her in.”
“Good grief,” grumbled Jotaro, getting up in his usual irritated manner. “I’m fine. I’m going.”
Polnareff snickered. “Go on, tough guy. Go get your girl.”
“Shut up, Polnareff.”
The Frenchman continued to snicker.
Jotaro made it to the gate, unlatching it and letting you inside with a grunt. You raised a brow. “Why are you so grumpy? Something happen?”
“Old man Joseph and Polnareff are just annoying.”
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648 notes - Posted July 28, 2022
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Catcalled
SDC reacting to you getting catcalled. RIP the catcallers but not really because they deserved it. Contains swear words and some suggestive content. Written for female readers.
It happened while you and the crew were walking along a busy Egyptian street. The sun burned particularly brightly that day, and you had resorted to tying your shirt up into a crop top and rolling up your already short shorts as high as they could go. Despite your efforts, your skin still shone with sweat as you fanned yourself uselessly. You’d never get used to the weather in Egypt—that you knew. But you and the others were on a mission, and no amount of heat could stop you. 
Unfortunately for you, a group of rowdy drunks thought you sweating to death looked appealing enough to shout something about it. Of course. It seems men everywhere on Earth could be complete douchebags. Lovely.
“Hey, baby! Why don’t you take it all off!” yelled an older man, waving a bottle around.
“Nice ass, slut!” called another.
“C’mere and I’ll show you a good time, huh!” a third chimed in.
Gross. Gross. Gross. You cringed, teeth gnashing together as you spun on your heels, ready to tell them off, but it seems your boyfriend had already beat you to it. 
Jotaro
The only thing he muttered was “good fuckin’ grief,” before springing into action. To anyone else, it would look like the men spontaneously exploded—blood flew everywhere as Star Platinum sucker-punched the bastards over and over again. Star didn’t stop until the men lay in a gore-soaked pile, all groaning and crying in pain from their anguish.
Though they didn’t catch it, you threw up your middle finger as a final “fuck you” to the assholes who thought it was a good idea to cat-call you. “Keep your mouths shut next time, motherfuckers,” you spat, shooting a final glare before rejoining your companions. The others stood there, varying degrees of concern or awe plastering their faces.
“You okay?” Jotaro asked under his breath. He bumped into you lightly, causing you to lock eyes with him. He rose a brow. 
You nodded, bumping him in return before linking your arm with his. “I’ve dealt with my fair-share of gross men. If you hadn’t jumped in, I would’ve beaten them myself.”
“I know,” he muttered. “You would’ve killed them, though. I wanted to avoid casualties, even including those bastards.” 
You shrugged. “Doubt they would’ve been missed. Anyway, let’s go. It’s hot as hell out here and I’d like to get to the hotel before I sweat to death.”
Kakyoin
“I must have heard wrong,” he hissed. “I know you’re not speaking about my girlfriend like that, right? Because then I’d have to kill you.” You saw Hierophant Green materialize beside him, fists raised. 
The men laughed. A lanky teenager sending threats their way must’ve seemed silly, but they were in for a rude awakening. Before you could blink, Hierophant’s bottom half shot forward, forming a lance as it stabbed through each of the men. They all fell to the ground, holding their wounds as they howled in pain. You were glad Kakyoin didn’t kill them.
Your eyes widened as Kakyoin’s stand wound up for another round—Jotaro placed a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t. They’re not worth it. Forget it. Just make sure (Y/N) is okay.”
Kakyoin turned his gaze to you. You shot him a grateful smile, grabbing his hand. “Thank you. They deserved that.”
“They deserve worse, but that doesn’t matter. Are you okay?” he squeezed your hand. You nodded.
“Fine. Assholes exist everywhere, sadly. Let’s just get going. I wanna swim in the hotel pool before it gets dark.”
Polnareff
He locked eyes with you, as though asking for permission to skewer them. You nodded. Normally, you’d always try to keep your eccentric boyfriend in check, but this time you’d make an exception. These assholes deserved what was coming to them. What was coming to them? A rapier wielded by an angry Frenchman’s stand.
“Bonne nuit!” quipped Polnareff before sending Chariot racing into action. You barely had time to process the situation before you—flashes of silver surrounded the men as blood flew every which way. Cuts formed on their bodies almost by magic. They all moaned pathetically, collapsing, as Polnareff recalled his stand. “Don’t ever talk to her, or anyone, like that again, you bastards!” he shouted, arms wrapping around your waist as he pulled you against his chest. He turned you around in his arms, planting a kiss on each of your cheeks. “Are you alright? I’m so sorry you had to hear that, ma cherie.”
You leaned against him, relaxing into his broad chest as you took in the smell of his fancy cologne. “I’m good. Thank you for that.”
“Of course! Nobody talks to you like that and gets away with it! I’ll skewer anyone who tries!”
You glanced at his face, shooting him a look he knew too well. “As long as you want me to, of course!”
You laughed. “C’mon. Let’s get to the hotel. It’s hot.”
Avdol
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668 notes - Posted July 21, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
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917 notes - Posted August 24, 2022
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mistaeq · 3 years
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May I request sine bisexual Dio and Diavolo icons???
i absolutely love how these turned out, thank you so much for requesting !!
dio brando and diavolo: bisexual icons
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like or reblog if used !! 🧚‍♀️
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abbacchiosbelt · 3 years
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I got the joestar birthmark tattooed on me today. My girlfriend proceeded to call me Jouta Kujo.
you have become the forbidden joestar, congratulations (and congrats on ur new tat!)
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cockneydio · 3 years
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Bruno Bucciarati is hot, I'll give you that. But let me raise you:
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Fem!Bruno. It's me.
YOOOOOOOO this is a masterful raise I was bluffing I call I fold you're so lovely DAMN 😍😍😍
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jojolovenotes · 3 years
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Jareth the Goblin King from Labyrinth
YOOO good taste good taste! I support you!
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yamchaas · 3 years
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Capsule Corp Karaoke listen here
Offspring - You’re gonna go far kid - Gotenks, specifically so they can sing the f word during the chorus - @no1fan15
Kiss - I Was Made For Lovin’ You - Yamcha’s singing very intently in Tien’s direction, everyone else is watching them like ... 0-0
Linkin Park - One Step Closer Vegeta, only song he knows, stole the cd from Trunks and very occasionally listen to it while training...
Hatsune Miku - End of The World or World is Mine- Piccolo, he and Pan duet, its very adorable - Gay Nappa Anon
The Killers - Mr Brightside, wow Yamcha’s really getting into this karaoke night, hey- @no1fan15
Rick Astley - Never Gonna Give You Up- Tien’s turn to sing pointedly in Yamcha’s direction while blushing profusely @mequetrefis
Men at Work - Down Under - Jeice, the rest of the Ginyu force are pissed he snuck off to do a solo performance.
Blondie- She’s so dull- 17 and 18 duet, @reignbeaux-mermaid2021
Plain White T’s- Hey There Delilah, Gohan sings this very timidly, @chiaotzuscheeks​
Hirose Kohmi - Promise- Chichi, she sings it with real fire and passion, hand to her heart @namek-ismyprovince
Solja Boy - Crank that- Gotenks, they know the choreography but are very out of sync, @reignbeaux-mermaid2021
Zombie - The Cranberries - 18, she does such an intense job everyone in the room is simultaneously impressed and intimidated @kamesenkuririn
It’s Tough to be a god - Elton John, Beerus and whis duet this, they both get way more into it than you would expect, especially Beerus @im-dios-bottom-bitch​
YMCA - Village People, The Ginyu Force, They have Costumes, They have Choreography, They have a Smoke Machine @queerb
Bon Jovi - Wanted Dead or Alive- Yamcha, woah dude 3 songs? @dunderfluffwillowbottom
Fifth Harmony- Bo$$ - Bulma, she’s had a few wines, she’s loosened her neck scarf @queerb
The Runaways - Cherry Bomb- Videl, she’s doing the Cherie Currie microphone swung around the thigh trick and Gohan is blushing.
Britney - Baby One More Time- Krillin, he’s swingin his hips, 18′s gigglin, @ kill for krillin anon
Gowan - Moonlight Desires - Cabba - he’s tipsy and he puts his whole heart into it @kamesenkuririn
Peaches- Boys Wanna Be Her Peaches- Caulifla, self explanatory.
Sir Mix-A-Lot - I like big butts- Master Roshi, also self explanatory.
Queen -We Are The Champions- Mr Satan, but he changes the lyrics to I Am The Champion.
MCR - Mama - Android 17, gets way more into it than anyone expects @wholecake
Marina- To Be Human- Tien sings this Very Earnestly, but it kinda kills the mood... Yamcha loves it though. @ marina anon
Beyonce - Diva - Bulma’s wine drunk and trying to get the energy back up
Queen - Don’t stop me now - The Great Saiyaman is very drunk and he has moves, not good moves necessarily but moves nonetheless.
Hungry Like The Wolf- Yamcha, Awoo <3 Tien’s like c’mon, I should be getting you home
Aha - Take On Me - Goku, he starts off mumbling but ends up getting so into it, his eyes are closed, his hands fisted, he goes super saiyan and short circuits capsule corp. @supersaiyantist
This was a collaborative effort, thanks to everyone who suggested a song ;^)
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fuck-goes-on · 3 years
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Reminder
pairing/s: dio morrissey x f! reader
summary: dio was being a brat, dancing with another girl in front of his mommy, so you take it upon yourself to remind him who he belongs to
warning/s: SMUT 18+ (MOMMY KINK, MMlb dynamics, light bondage, cock slapping, hand jobs, edging, orgasm denial, degradation, praise kink, dacryphilia (crying is arousing)), dom&sub aftercare, comfort, mentioned ricky and eddie
note/s: GODDAMNIT im back to my bullshit again huh, this time we fuckn making dio our BITCH!!! hhh ok all i need to do now is write eddie, and mayhaps all three of them together OTL gif is mine lol
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You were not having a good day. You had missed your bus stop after already being an hour late to work, and to top it all off, you were accused of the mistakes in a large business report you and your coworkers wrote. After a long day of trying to fix whatever went wrong in the said report, Dio, your little devil, dragged you out of the comforts of your home to a nearby club and wind down with him.
The club wasn’t somewhere you would go, but it seemed to please Dio and you thought to yourself, why not just enjoy it? You weren’t needed at home, anyways, with Ricky out with his friends and Eddie at the library to study. And of course, Dio was with you the rest of the night.
He took you to the bar and ordered the both of you some drinks, glancing at you with a grin. You sat in front of him on the stool, leaning back against the bar to see that mischievous glint in his eyes. "Now, isn't this fun, mommy?" He said unabashedly, his hands resting on your thighs as he stood in between your legs. He picked up your drink once it arrived, sniffing it once before handing it to you.
"It's alright," You teased, giving him a half-smile. Sipping on your drink, you take your time scoping out the area. There were multiple bodies on the dance floor, all dancing and swaying to the beat of the songs, and there were groups of people sitting at the booths and the bar. You looked back at him, catching the soft expression on his face before it melted back to his confident persona. "I can see why you and your friends like coming 'round here, it's entertaining and the booze ain't bad either."
Dio glowed at your praise, perking up and broadening his shoulders. "Of course! I wouldn't bring my mommy anywhere that's polluted with a bunch of drones." You shook your head, amused by his words. Leaning in, you pressed a kiss on the edge of his lips, feeling him chase you when you pulled back. He pouted for a second before bringing back his cheshire grin, "Do you want to come dance with me, mommy? I promise you'll have a good time."
"Hmm, I don't know, baby," You said regretfully, "I'm feeling too tired to dance. How about you go and have fun, hm? Mommy will keep an eye on you from here."
You laughed as he harrumphed, knowing that he brought you here solely to show you off, and now he wouldn't get the chance to. Your devil was a popular guy amongst the punk grunge community, that much you knew, but you've never been introduced into it.
Watching him slunk into the crowd, you silently observe him as you drink your liquor. He walked through the crowd as if it would part just for him, and it did. His head was held high, a slight swagger to his walk, and-
He approached a girl, slightly shorter than him, definitely a fan of him by the way she reacted, and led her to the dance floor. You glare daggers into the girl across the room, but mostly directed it into the leather-clad shoulders you were oh so familiar with. Your grip around your glass tightened as he turned her around, her back facing you, so he could catch your eyes as they ground against each other. You throw back your drink, finishing it in two gulps before standing up and stomping your way towards them.
Dio's shit-eating grin grew wider as you got closer, and the little devil had the gall to look pleased when you grab him by the arm and pull him away from the girl. Thankfully, she must've noticed your dark look and scrambled off into the crowd. You seethed at him as he grabbed you by the waist, pulling you flush against his body. "What's the matter, mommy? I thought you wanted me to have fun." He whispered in your ear.
You reached your hand up to run your fingers through his black hair, suddenly gripping it tight and tugging his head backwards. He moaned out loud at the action, an open smirk on his lips you desperately wanted to erase. His eyes were dark as his gaze landed on your tense expression, and you knew then that that was the reaction he was looking for.
"I didn't mean that kind of fun, baby. If I'd known you wanted to be a slut tonight, I would've treated you like one," You growled at him, making him bite his lip to suppress his whimper. You let go of his hair, turning around and start walking towards the exit, knowing Dio would follow you out.
The ride home was fast, your hand clutching at the steering wheel tightly while your other hand held Dio’s just as tight. You felt his eyes on you the entire time, but besides your joined hands, you ignored him completely. 
When you arrive back at the empty home, you had slightly calmed down but still intended to punish Dio. He almost bumped into your back in the hallway of your house after you paused in the middle. "Mommy?" He quietly asked, feeling the shift of your energy.
You turned to face him, eyes hardened, your gaze made him cower. "Go to the bedroom and strip. Hands above your head. Don't touch, or it'll be worse for you. Understand?"
Dio nodded, his breath catching in his throat. But you aren't satisfied with that, so you grabbed his jaw, forcing him to open his mouth. "Y-yes, mommy, I understand."
"Good. Now go." You watched carefully as your devil scrambled up the stairs towards your room, his leather coat flying behind him. You took your time, however, before following him up. After bidding your time by checking things around the house, you finally climbed the stairs and entered your room.
Dio was spread out on top of your pristine sheets, as naked as the day he was born, with his hands above his head. You were pleased that he took your orders seriously for once and hummed in appreciation. His eyes were on you, tracking your every movement and waiting for your next order.
Instead, you reached down underneath the bed to grab the box of toys you shared with your three boys and pulled out a soft strand of rope. You moved to straddle Dio around his chest, far away from his leaking cock. Taking his wrists, you pulled them up and tied them to the headboard. You checked the knots to see if they were tight enough to stop him from moving his hands.
After being satisfied with your work, you shuffled down Dio's body, now sitting between his bare thighs and running your hands against his skin. "You know how this goes, right, baby? Tell me your word."
"Drone, mommy," Dio replied, already sounding breathless and all you did was tie him up. He struggled against his restraints, and when that failed, he bucked his hips down to chase your hand. You tutted and slapped his thigh, hard enough it left a pretty pink mark.
"No, Shane, mommy is going to punish you, so behave," You warned him, amused as he moaned loudly for you. You waited for him to settle down before spitting on your hand to wrap around his cock. Watching him jerk and groan, you kept at a slow rhythm, thumbing at the slit on the red cockhead every time your hand rose. "Do you like that, baby? You like mommy touching you right?"
"Yes! Y-yes, mommy, I love it," Dio hissed out, trying his best not to thrust up into your grip. It was fun seeing him unravel under your touch, how you affected and shook his whole being. It gave you a sense of power, of control over him, and nothing gave you more pleasure than that.
You abruptly pulled your hand away, making him cry out in want. You tsked at him, giving his cock a sharp slap in annoyance. Satisfied with the way he whimpered, you brought your hand back on him, this time tugging him faster and tighter. "Tell me, Shane, who owns this cock? Hm?" You asked darkly, observing how close he was to coming.
"It's yours, mommy- ah, th-this cock is yours!" He swore loudly, orgasm building quickly and eyes focusing on your hand. Growling, you pulled your hand away again, relishing in his sweet cries for more. You slapped his cock, once, twice, watching it bob left and right at the impact.
Grabbing his chin in your other hand, you made Dio look at you straight in the eye before resuming your fast and harsh rubbing. He sobbed pathetically, tears slipping from the corner of his eyes, mouth open wide with lewd sounds coming out of him.
"That's right, baby. This is my cock, so tell me- Why did you let that bitch grind on it? Is mommy not good enough for you anymore? Have to go out and whore yourself out to anybody who wants you?" You pushed his thighs wider apart, leaning your still clothed body as close to Dio as you can. He shook his head frantically, trying to speak and explain himself but before he could, you slap his cock once more. "It's okay baby," You cooed, faking sympathy. "Mommy will just have to remind her cock that it belongs to her only, isn't that right?"
Dio wailed as you keep jerking his cock, his orgasms denied multiple times it almost hurt. He pulled at his restraints, wanting to hold his mommy, but to no avail, he was tied down perfectly to your liking. "Ngh, mommy, mommy- please, I'm sorry, I'll be good, please-"
"Aw, baby, I forgive you," You said as you smiled at him, your hand pulling away from his flushed purple cock yet again, denying him of his pleasure. Thick tears start to streak his face, and you wipe them away with both of your hands. Pressing a kiss on his forehead, you felt him tip his head closer to yours, eyes shining with unshed tears. You soften at the sight of him and meld your lips together in a slow kiss. You licked at his bottom lip, nipping at it lightly and pulled at it as you leaned back. "Are you okay, baby? Still with mommy? You did so well for me, Shane, the best. Mommy will reward you now, okay?"
"Y-yes, thank you, mommy," Dio whimpered out, gasping out loud as your hand makes contact with his sensitive cock for the last time. Your movement is slower now, less tight but good enough to easily bring him to a high. You don't let go as he finally came all over your hand and his stomach, crying out loud at the intensity of his orgasm. "F-fuck! Thank you, thank you, thank you-"
"That's my good boy, taking his punishment so well and remembering his manners. You're so good for me," You mumbled against his temple, pressing soothing kisses at the matted hair and skin there. You reached up to release his wrists from the rope and kissed it lightly. You let Dio rest and relax on the bed as you moved around the room to get lotion and wet tissues.
Sitting next to him, you started rubbing the lotion at the irritated surface of his wrists, soothing it the best you can. You then clean up the mess he made on his belly and your hand and wipe away the tear stains on his cheeks, throwing away the used tissues in the garbage can near your dresser.
Thankfully, Dio calmed down as you took care of him, his breaths going back to a normal pace. You took off your clothes before laying down next to him and smile when he immediately curled into your side. You rubbed his back and stroked his hair, humming a random tune to lull him to sleep.
Before he did, he opened his tired eyes once more to stare up at you. You tilted your head in question, wondering what he has to say.
"You did well too, mommy. You feel better now, right? No more tension?" He asked, and you freeze in surprise. It made sense, Dio using his brattiness for you to let off some steam from your bad day. And he did succeed; You felt infinitely more lighter than you did at the start of the day, and it was because of your little boy.
You softly smile at him, eyes tearing up a bit at his thoughtfulness. "Yes, baby, I feel much better. Thank you for this, love you so much, Shane."
"I love you too, mommy. Now let's sleep, you tired me out." You chuckled and cuddled Dio closer to you, the both of you drifting off to a peaceful slumber.
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myst3r10 · 3 years
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I HAVE RETURNED TO MY RIGHTFUL PLACE
Okay so I was formerly @im-dios-bottom-bitch and let's just say some shit happened but I can no longer access that account or any of my other accounts attached to that. But Prim is BACK IN ACTION!!
@yes-i-love-pina-alota
BABE IM BACK
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Who would you fight for and why, im asking all the accounts I'm following this question
@crowsillusion @melones-my-bottom-bitch @dami-cant-cope @anomalous-heretic @im-dios-bottom-bitch @enby-ichi @notajerusalemcricket (:
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sandersfanders1 · 3 years
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Ok, silly idea :p
(also my first time making a tag game)
Tag your friends in this post and tell them your stand oc!
I'll go first!
Careless wisper:
It's a tool stand that looks like a red and white megaphone with a little heart charm on the handle and a storage box on the bottom.
The stand is activated by the user calling the targets name, and if the target replies or responds, or even looks in the users direction, they get put into a comatose state, where they are alive, but unable to do anything. The stolen lifeforce gets saved in the stand for later. It can be used a little at a time to mimik the voice of the comatose target. They can also use the stolen force to heal teamates. It can heal burns, broken bones, and skin damage, but not poison, severed limbs, or nurological damage. This, unlike the mimikery, uses alot of the lifeforce. When the user heals they pulls the life force out of the stand's storage and puts it into someone else. Once used up, the body of whoever she used will expire on the spot, and vise versa; If the body expires, the user can't copy the voice anymore. They also has the ability to throw their own voice, but this wont result in lifeforce being taken since it originally belonged to them. This skill is usally just used for communication with teammates.
STATS:
Power: D
Speed: D
Range: A
Potential: A
Precision: B
Durability: C
@bwa005 @im-dios-bottom-bitch @melones-my-bottom-bitch @oingos-bitch
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mistaeq · 3 years
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👀(a headcanon text about any of my OC's x Canon you desire)
headcanon texts from: pannacotta fugo
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to: belladonna una
"i shouldn't even be using my phone, i had promised myself i would have put it down while i was writing. not really writing, more like... practising my calligraphy. i've been into lettering, lately. above all because i really want to learn how to write your name in a majestic way. you are like an artwork to me, and your name can't be any less, belladonna. i just thought i would have surprised you with it once i totally mastered some good lettering technique, but... i felt all excited to show you all of a sudden, so as soon as i'm finished i'll probably send a pic of your elegant name written in a worthy kind of calligraphy. it would have been a gift. it i manage to do something beautiful the way i want to, i'll get it in a frame so you can put it on your door. it would look so magnificent."
"i love you, remember that. you only deserve the best, from me... as far as i can afford it. but i put all my heart into it, so... i guess the love in it is just as worthy, isn't it."
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[headcanon: // pannacotta is into lettering and will express his love through it.]
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mordistrying · 3 years
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That awkward moment when your entire feed is filled with jojo stand puns because you follow nearly everyone in the chain. @melones-my-bottom-bitch @im-dios-bottom-bitch I’m talking to you guys 👁👁
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abbacchiosbelt · 3 years
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My NSFW piece on this hellsite now has over 200 notes and my sfw pieces don't have nearly as many notes. Why is everyone so horny?
that’s just how it is on this hell of an earth
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cockneydio · 3 years
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Theory: Since Araki likes to have continuity with history, I present you this.
Diavolo is Sardinian.
The Moors, as I learned in not only English class but world history as well, were a tribe from Africa invading not only the Kingdom of Sardinia(as it once was) but other small surrounding areas like Valencia.
Diavolo is Sardinian and therefore to a lesser extent so is Trish.
Trish and Diavolo should be headcanoned as POC characters due to the historical background of Sardinia's invasion centuries ago and because I said so.
But that's just my theory.
This is a very interesting theory. I know Sicily was under Byzantine rule for a while but I don't know anything about Sardinia. Except that every fuckin body raided Sardinia. Goths, uhh, Romans probably. I am digging way back into college junior year European history hdhsjf I'm not sure a Moor invasion was particularly notable, but it probably did happen.
I will say tho that the Moors weren't a single race or tribe of people, but rather a general term European Christians of the era called Muslims from North Africa and the Arabian peninsula. They lumped together a bunch of different peoples and ethnicities. Because... I mean Christians of the era weren't exactly about recognizing and respecting distinct identities yfeel?
A lot of people think Moor = black African, but that itself is a generalization. And largely an incorrect one, when you consider the ethnic diversity of northern Africa and Arabia. "Moor" was basically just what people who wrote the histories called people from somewhere else who practiced Islam. So. It's tough for me to consider modern day characters "people of color" based on ancient Moorish heritage, especially those who were born of mysterious parentage on an island that had many rulers. Also because the world isn't divided between white and POC.
There's nothing wrong with this headcanon! But it's not as linear as you might think.
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jojolovenotes · 3 years
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Izanami's been having a bit of a rough week. All she wants to do right now is hold her Prince💜☮
Aww! You know Josuke would absolutely love to hold his lovely princess Izanami! Speaking of part 4, I'm actually really hyped to get to my part 4 event for the dating interactions and things! I hope
you'll participate when the time comes! 💜💜💜
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mingot-studios · 3 years
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@melones-my-bottom-bitch
@im-dios-bottom-bitch​
he’s back
(this was a rb of my Stone Ocean PSA btw)
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