#jojo imagines

[byakuyacoochie]

Bucciarati Gang x Reader

Request: imagine a reader with what I like to call Zoro syndrome where they get lost easily. and always end up incredibly lost

Part 4 spoilers!

A/N: I am very busy & tired with work so formatting with be fixed eventually

The first blue message is supposed to be from mista not reader!!! I will fix tomorrow after work 😭

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[married-to-google-translater]

I have an interesting idea. Reader is a friend of Jonathan, Dio tries to attract Reader but Reader rejects him because Jonathan told what Dio has done to him and Erina, which makes Dio surprised to see that Reader didn't fall for his charms but this makes Dio feel more obsessed with reader.

Dio Brando

Jonathan has a friend?

Well, not long if Dio can make a difference.

Dio has a "destroy my adopted brother's relationship" speedrun going on.

And you were going to destroy it.

Okay you were friends with Erina and Jonathan.

And you had heard stories about Dio's "nice" personality.

You didn't think much of it though.

Because Dio didn't show any interest in you.

At first, Dio would focus on destroying Erina and Jonathan's friendship.

Next would be the turn of you and Jonathan's friendship.

Dio tried to approach you with charm and kindness.

But you… weren't really interested.

Dio had never seemed like someone you could get along with.

So you would avoid him.

Dio wouldn't understand that.

This will make him try to hang out with you more.

Dio wouldn't take no for an answer.

Imagine if he tried to kiss you… and you punched him in the face.

Dio really doesn't know how to handle this.

You really can't get rid of him.

Even when he becomes a vampire.

Dio's obsession would still exist.

Maybe he should get a life XD

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[josukebrainrot]

4&13 not sfw prompts for our baby josuke?? i honestly relate with you, josuke is just miam we love him <33 ty !!

a/n: yall really like to kill me, also this was very fem at first but it turned gendered netural so all my homies can enjoy this. also I wrote this in a normal writing format no hc/bullet point format so, tell me how I did.

warnings: not sfw, hinted at sex, hand over mouth, foreplay, hinted at voyeurism/forced masturbastion

prompt(s): 4) “You’d better be quiet if you don’t want to get caught.” + 13) “Touch yourself for me.”

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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

nothing can explain how this started. one second you and josuke were playing playing video games. the next you two were mouths on mouths, hands on skin. nimble fingers tugging, pulling, sliding oh so down

it took until you started tugging at his jacket for josuke to pull away from you whining.

“what? you’re no fun” his lip pouting.

at this point you were in his lap, hands wrapped about your waist “josuke, please. too many layers”

he laughs before he started pulling off his jacket and white shirt leaving himself in his yellow undershirt

“seee there” he teases before pulling you over and tugged on your clothes. “now, it’s your turn”

he tugged you in to kiss you. his hands went to your shirt and pulled it off then they went down to your waistband. your hand stopped him.

“hey,” he soothes, his hand shooting up to cup your cheek. “I’m sorry did I take to far?”

“no you just shocked me” his eyes looked for anything in yours. he saw nothing out of the ordinary.

“Are you sure?"

“yes, josuke”

That’s when he put a hand behind your head, the other on the small of your back, and turned you over and on to the ground. “good”

kissing your neck as he shimmied whatever you were wearing down your legs. he smiled against your neck hearing you mewl.

his hand palmed your most sensitive area making a moan rip through you. “hey, hey”

he putting his hand over your mouth. “You’d better be quiet if you don’t want to get caught.”

right his mom was in one of the next rooms. she could all the expletives her son and his partner were doing at this very moment if she was close by. you nod as he moves his hand away from your mouth.

his hand currently on your underwear moved to removed them as he gawked in the most lowkey way possible.

“wow,” he breathed as he flicked his eyes to yours from above. “it’s like the first time all over again”

he chuckled seeing you try to curl up into yourself and to cover your face. his hands going to stop you. “hey, why are you embarrassed?”

you didn’t answer, he knew why. he liked seeing the effect he has on you by the saying things like that. things that will have you bothered in more ways than one.

“you’re embarrassing. you know that”

“oh, so I’m embarrassing” his hand started gripping one of yours that was going to cover your face, then he started dragging it down. way down. “okay then, touch yourself for me.”

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[jotarosblkwifey]

JJBA: Love is Unbreakable. Intro

[Pic above from @/StickerTricker on Twitter!]

Synopsis: Y/n loves playing dating sim games, they intrigue her with the different plots, characters and special routes that one may do. So when her best friend introduces her to a new one. She realizes that maybe she needs to back away from the screen.

Pairings: Various JJBA Characters x Reader, Original Characters x Reader.

Rating: 16+ (Later Parts maybe +18)

Warnings: Stalking, Obsession, Possessiveness, Scopophobia, Kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome (In some endings), death, murder, threats of harm, Mentions of Suicide, Depression, More to be added.

Enjoy...y/n.

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"Come on! You have to try it! I searched all over for this game for you!"

You felt awful a bit.

(B/F/N) had come back from a trip she went on and handed you a switch cartridge. You had told her not worry about you when she left, and that she didn't have to get you anything. But, her being the best friend in the whole wide world.

She brought you back an Otome game.

She had gotten you into them at first, sucking you in with The NIFLHEIM and Obey Me: One Master to Rule Them All.

They were fun. The storylines were moving, the artwork was great and the characters were lovable!

So when she held this new one in front of you, you had a feeling this one was going to become your new obsession.

It was based off of the anime Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure, an anime that you loved to sit down and watch. You found it entertaining that no matter what, foolishness seemed to follow the Joestar Bloodline. So you were excited to play this game based around it.

“Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure…Love is Unbreakable. Hey, it's a play on one of the season’s names too!” (B/F/N) says and you nodded along. You turned the box over on the back to read the description.

‘Play along as your own character in the different stories from the hit Series Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure! Help Jonathan Defeat Dio in Phantom Blood, Fight alongside Joseph in Battle Tendency, or even Join Jotaro and his friends to defeat DIO once again in Stardust Crusaders! Fall for your favorite Joestars and who knows! Maybe they’ll fall for you too~’

“I’m probably gonna stay up late playing this tonight..”

“Well, Don’t let me stop you! I just wanted to stop this by! I still have to go unpack!” (B/F/N) gave you a kiss on the cheek and a big hug before leaving out. 

You grabbed your switch and decided to head to your room to start up your new game.

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You placed your switch on the dock and watched as the screen lit up, seeing the several characters zoom across the screen before the title screen popped up. 

You smiled as you pressed start.

A pretty woman character popped up on the screen. She had pretty sky blue hair with swirly green/blue eyes, she had freckles and pretty mocha brown skin. She seemed to be staring off before ‘noticing’ you.

“Oh Hello! Welcome, Welcome, Welcome!!! My name is Melody Musik! Welcome to Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure: Love is Unbreakable!”

She was bright and bubbly, she must be an OC of the creator of this game. She surely followed the JJBA character style to a tea, dressed to stand out in a crowd.

“What is your name?” Her voice was sweet, you hurriedly typed in your name and you watched as her eyebrows furrowed together before her smile returned.

[Please Insert your name]

…….Y/N…L/N……...

“Your name is Y/n, Correct?”

[Yes]<   [No]

“Such a pretty name! Now, Pick your story line~!”

[When you pick your storyline, it will be a special version of the story. Please choose carefully as once you start, you won’t be able to choose another one!]

[Phantom Blood]

[Available routes: Jonathan Joestar, Dio Brando]

Join Jonathan as he goes about his life beside his evil adoptive brother Dio. Help Jonathan Defeat Dio or either Join Dio and reject your humanity.

[Battle Tendency]

[Available routes: Joseph Joestar, Kars]

Join Joseph, the descendant of Jonathan and Erina as he comes over to the states. Follow him as he defeats Straizo and ends up with more than he can handle in the form of the Pilarmen. Will you defeat them? Or will you Join Kars in his quest to become the ultimate lifeform.

[Stardust Crusaders]

[Available routes: Jotaro, Joseph, DIO]

Time to Join Jotaro in saving his mom from DIO and his minions, Take a trip across Egypt and defeat the minions in his way. Will you stay alongside Jotaro or Will DIO persuade you to join him in his path to destroy the Joestars

[Diamond is Unbreakable]

[Available routes: Josuke, Jotaro,Joseph, Kira,}

Welcome to Morioh, 1999! There's a serial killer running around that you have to help find. Join Josuke and Jotaro as you try to figure out just who this killer is. Maybe the killer is in plain view. Or maybe he’s just a simple man who wants to live a simple life doing simple things.

[Vento Aureo]

[Available routes: Giorno, Bruno, Doppio/Diavolo]

Dio has a kid?! Join Giorno as he travels through the ranks of the mafia to defeat the boss of passione, the most powerful mob in Italy to become a Gang-Star. But, the boss may have his eyes on you. Be careful of who’s around you.

You stared as Melody explained each plot line and how you would fit into it. She pointed to each one and showed the available routes and the ‘difficulty’ level of the romanceable characters.

“Of course all the villains are hard…but that's not going to stop me!” You say excitedly and it was almost like Melody was giggling at you. You brushed it off as she continued to speak.

“Oh and don’t worry! I’ll be alongside you in every story! If you ever want to know something  or you get stuck!” She smiles at you and shows the various looks that she’ll have between each series. From having her own ancestors in Parts 1 and 2, to being similar to Jotaro and being in 3, 4 and 5. 

Though you kept getting the feeling that Melody was something more, you got a little Doki Doki Literature Club or John Doe type vibes from her.

“Tch. I doubt this game is going to be sentient. If so I would feel so bad for you Melo.” You said giving the tutorial character a nickname. You could’ve sworn you saw her blush and avert her eyes, before quickly returning to her idol animation.

“So! What are you going to choose?”

{I Choose This Route} : [1] [2]

[Phantom Blood] [Jonathan/Dio]

[“I can’t bear to lose you, We have to defeat Dio!’]

{I Choose This Route} : [1] [2]

[Battle Tendency] [Joseph/Kars]

[“I predict that you’re gonna say: Of Course Joseph I’ll Join you!”]

{I Choose This Route} : [1] [2]

[Stardust Crusaders] [Jotaro/Joseph/DIO]

[“Yare,Yare…be careful. I care about you too, you know.”]

{I Choose This Route} : [1] [2]

[Diamond Is Unbreakable] [Josuke/Jotaro/Kira]

[“Hey! Let’s play some games after this. Chasing killers is stressful”]

{I Choose This Route} : [1] [2]

[Vento Aureo] [Giorno/Bruno/Diavolo]

[“I, Giorno Giovanna, Have a dream. And I want you to be a part of my dream.]

{I Choose This Route} : [1] [2] [3]

[???] [Melo]

[“H-hey! Y/n You have to help me!! I’m just like yo-]

[] . [Next]

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©jotarosblkwifey 2023

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Hi everyone! I hope you enjoyed this intro! I plan on trying to get each route out at least once a week! Each Route will have 2 parts and all of them lead up to the special secret route at the end!

I hope you enjoy~ Currently working on route one as we speak!

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[almondx1ao]

Curiosity doesn't kill the cat {Dio fluff}

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Cw: nothing just fluff

Word count: 742

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You were a curious little thing weren't you? You asked him so many questions and of course he was proud to answer them, this was Dio we were talking about. Of course he was going to take any opportunity to talk about himself. Dio was proud of himself and his accomplishments, but that's not what you wanted to know. He had boasted of his accomplishments all the time, so you already know of them.

What brought you the curiosity you had for 123 year old vampire was that he had existed in the 1800's, you weren't necessarily a history buff, but it's not everyday that you meet someone that old. So now the two of you laid in a dark room, the only illumination was the light from the dancing flames of the candles that surrounded you. The glow danced across your face as the flames swayed as the kept the room lit. Your eyes looked at him with a sparkle of excitement sparkled in them, the way they always did when you looked at him. His golden eyes looked over you, he couldn't help but be intrigued by your curiosity for him.

Dio let out a small chuckle and moved his hand to push back some of your hair behind your ear before cupping the side of your face. His palm pressed against the side of your face and squished up against your cheek, his eyes scanned your face to see your reaction,

"Darling are you sure you don't want to hear something more entertaining?"

He coaxed in a low voice, a slight smile pulled at his lips. You shook your head,

"It's only one in a million chances you get to talk to someone who can recall their time in the 1800's, What was it like?"

You said, you weren't going to let up were you? He rolled his eyes,

"It was hardly worth your interest my dear, definitely not in comparison to the wonders that this modern day and age holds."

You huffed a little,

"Well yes, but that doesn't take away from the fact that I want to hear about it."

Dio pressed a kiss to your forehead before pulling away and looking into your eyes once more,

"Maybe I will eventually tell you, but for now can we talk about anything other than what it was like in my past life?"

You looked into his eyes, behind the suave and confident facade you could see a sense of anger and sadness behind the charming golden glow. Dio would eventually share the good things he had experienced back then. Although they were few and far in between. A lot of the reason he didn't want to talk about it is because the memory of Dario Brando tainted his mind. He didn't want such a cute and curious little thing to ever know the horror of his self proclaimed father.

"Fine, fiiiiiiinnne."

You say as you hum and tap your chin in thought, eyes wandering until they found his once more,

"I'm curious."

Dio found a chuckle in his throat once more and let it out, when weren't you curious,

"What is it my love?"

You tilted your head as you looked at him, he knew you were probably going to ask a silly question, but he didn't mind talking to you and giving an answer he liked your curiosity,

"Do you ever miss how the sun used to feel on your skin, or its warmth in general?"

Dio's eyes widen just a bit but he chuckles,

"In my strive for power I never really considered the things I would miss. I guess you could say that, or we could consider something else."

Dio said, causing your eyebrows to furrow in curiosity,

"And what would that be?"

Dio felt a smile pull at his lips as his arms wrapped around you and pulled you close,

"Because my dear, you bring me the warmth that the sun used to give me, I don't need the warmth of the sun as long as I have you."

He said as he buried his face close to your cheek, giving it small kisses. Which caused the rose color that bloomed on them to grow, you buried your face in his shoulder in attempts to hide it, but you felt his hand grab your chin and turn your gaze back to his as he tsked,

"Let me see that pretty red color my love."

#dio brando #dio #jjba x reader #jjba #jojo imagines #jojos bizarre adventure #jojos bizzare adventure dio #jjba stardust crusaders #jjba golden wind #jjba stone ocean

[with3r3dflow3r]

Caught in the act - Dio x Reader (NSFW)

Summary: Thinking Dio, your master, is away, you're masturbating on his bed and rutting on his pillow. You quickly, however, find that's far from the truth.

Reader is afab.

1635 words of pure horniness

CW: Masturbation, fingering, oral (receiving), overstimulation, biting & blood drinking- like come on, he is a VAMPIRE

Inspired by this GEM

https://arvandus.tumblr.com/post/652504841642475520/icarus-overhaul-x-freader

🔞 NSFW, MINORS DNI! 🔞  

You shouldn't have been doing this.

You shouldn't have been doing this and you knew it.

Yet here you were, doing it.

"Dio... A-ah!"

You had absolutely no excuses but, even so, you were in Dio's chamber. Alone. Without permission. On his bed. Naked. Pleasuring yourself. Using his very own pillow to create the friction you so much desired between your legs.

Every part of your current actions were screaming "forbidden" but their scandalous nature only turned you on more.

More, you wanted more.

The vampire's natural scent permeated the entire room. Having your head pressed into his pillow- half to muffle your whines and half to smell him more, tricking yourself into thinking he was there- was intoxicating, to say the least.

You rubbed your crotch on the soft material and dragged your fingers in and out of your core with unparalleled vigor. Letting out moan after moan and sweating all over, you were getting close. You held your eyes closed, picturing your Lord was the one bringing you pleasure. His image in your mind was all it took to push you over the edge.

"Ohh, Dio.. Fuck."

You collapsed on your stomach, trying to calm your staggered breathing.

You could imagine in graphic detail the consequences of getting caught but it didn't phase you in the slightest- and in a way that terrified you. It was almost like you wanted to get caught. Like you wanted your Lord to see you in such a state.

With that, you couldn't help yourself. You once again began to drag your clit against his pillow, further coating it in your juices. You arched your back in bliss, giving a show to a nonexistent audience.

Or so you thought.

"What do you think you're doing, darling?"

The whole world went still and your blood froze in your veins. You had no feeling of your lower body- apart from your ever-aching pussy. The very subject of your sexual fantasies, Dio, had caught you in the act. 

You had served him for long and were never one to disappoint. He had even gone as far as calling you his "favorite servant" on occasion- your heart fluttered at the memories. Perhaps, he'd kill you without humiliating you too much in return-

"If I'm not mistaken, I asked you something."

You gulped; your throat was dry.

"How... long have you been here?"

"Does it even matter? Answer me." 

Fair point.

"I... I'm sorry m-my Lord-"

"Look at me when you're speaking." His tone was as cold as it could be, demanding, but it was nothing less than the greatest melody you'd ever heard.

You meekly gazed at Dio from behind your shoulder. Though it remained unspoken, he found eroticism in your timidness; like an exquisite dish that was being handed to him with trembling hands.

"Please forgive me, Lord Dio. I know it's wrong but... but I couldn't control myself!!" You blabbered breathlessly, "So I'm b-begging you, don't ki-"

"Hmm," He hummed and you could have sworn he sounded bored, if not for the dangerous glint in his eye and his fang showing from his upward-curled lip. "Where are you manners, (y/n)? I don't remember telling you to stop."

"Excuse me?" you felt light-headed.

"You're not one to leave a job unfinished, are you? So go on, come for me."

You couldn't believe your ears. Dio had just- he had just asked you to...

"But- but... Dio!" You protested, your cheeks flaring. He couldn't be serious, right? Right?

"This is an order." His tone was non-wavering, definite. 

Wrong.

You sighed, ready to submit to his desires. What Dio wanted, Dio would always get and you weren't one to defy him- not now, not ever. It was't like you didn't want to continue what he had interrupted, anyway. Shutting your eyes and sliding your hand between your legs, you tried to focus only on the sensations you blessed yourself with, ignoring the intimidating presence behind you.

It was silent, save for the sound of your fingers dipping in and out of your folds, your heavy breathing and the occasional whine. You were purposefully being more quiet than usual- than moments before- for reasons obvious enough.

"Naughty, aren't you, my (y/n)? Making a mess on my bed, on my pillow." 

'My (y/n).'

You jolted at his low voice- at his choice of words, his sudden possessiveness- and the feel of his lips on the back of your ear, suddenly feeling all the more aware of the juices running down your upper thighs. You hadn't noticed him approaching you.

He was so close, pressing his warm, bare chest on your also bare back as you were working yourself.

So close yet not close enough.

He started kissing the tender flesh of your neck and soon your orgasm washed over you for the second time that night.

"Mm good girl," He hummed and you could feel his member pressing harder on your ass. "Again."

"What?" you whipped your head back in shock, "But I just.. I'm still sensitive-!"

Dio ground his hips against you for an answer, leaving you no choice but to turn back to your abused clit.

This time he was kind enough to help you reach your peak. Snaking his hands under your shirt, teasing and squeezing your breasts for all they're worth while licking and sucking at the side of your neck, his assistance was much appreciated.

As you were reaching your peak, it hit you; after your every orgasm, Dio would aid you more and more.

With a particularly hard bite on your skin, you came undone- again- with a moan, your whole body shuddering.

"You know," Dio began, stroking the top of your head, "I had been waiting for this moment. I could have taken you whenever I pleased but it's more rewarding seeing you break. It took you long enough."

He... wanted to see you like this? Dio, who could and would have whoever he wanted, craved for you in particular? This revelation was flattering, to say the least.

"Me too!" You said with a little more enthusiasm than intended, feeling the embarrassment creep in at once. "I had been fantasizing about you touching me for so long, my Lord. So, if you please..." you turned around and looked up at him with those innocent eyes- as if you hadn't just now begged for absolute filth; god forbid! You, innocent?- and bit your lower lip.

Dio laughed and dug his head to whisper in your ear, his hot breath fanning all over the side of your face.

"Since you're asking so nicely, I might as well indulge you."

With a push to your chest, you found yourself laying back on the bed, cold silk sheets contrasting the warmth radiating off both your bodies.

His generosity, however, didn't come without a price.

The vampire dragged his fangs across your skin, making goosebumps rise on their way, as if to prepare you for what was to come, in case his hunger-filled gaze wasn't self-explanatory. Without warning, he let his teeth sink in your soft flesh. From there on, there was no return. He continued biting down on you; ravenously, voraciously, insatiably. He was considerate enough not to actually drink from you, only break your skin and lap up the emerging blood, making you jolt in a mix of pain and pleasure. 

 Completely helpless and feeling giddy, your ragged breathing was the only thing you could do, but you wouldn't have it any other way. 

 After what felt like forever, Dio's hand finally found its way between your legs, at last rewarding you for being so obedient, and your breath hitched in your throat; his fingers were considerably larger than yours, reaching places inside of you you couldn't even dream of doing yourself. It made you so much more impatient for what would likely come next.

 He set a pace that had you whimpering and shuddering with every one of his movements. He alternated from going agonizingly slow to ramming his digits in you, all while stimulating your (swollen) clit with his thumb, making you lose your mind and any composure you had maintained until then. It was a wonder you didn't rip the sheets with how you were clutching on them.

It had only been a few minutes and you were about to burst.

"Right there! A-ah, Dio, I'm going to-"

He pulled his hand away, right when you needed him the most.

You were about to complain when you realized. Your eyes blew wide in want as you watched him in a daze lowering his head towards-

"Ngh!" he dragged his warm tongue from your hole, all the way up to your clit, proceeding to suck on it and flick it mercilessly with his tongue; you couldn't stop your legs from trembling. You curled your fingers around his golden locks, tugging on them, leading him on.

Watching him focusing solely on your pleasure, having control yet serving you, was such an intimate sight. You finished in his mouth, writhing under him and heart swelling with contentment.

You closed your eyes, laying breathless on his bed. When you opened them again, he was still hovering over you, his lustful gaze ever-present.

You gave him a weak smile, your heart racing with both fear and anticipation.

"Am I going to die after all?"

His shoulders began shaking and soon, his deep laugh reverberated throughout the room. He gave your cheek a tender kiss, pulling down his pants. If these actions alone didn't make your heart skip a bit, his following words certainly did. Words that signalled the night was far from over.

"Only a little, my dear. Only a little more." [1]

   [1]Reference to "le petit mort", a French expression meaning "the sensation of post orgasm as likened to death".

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[jojosbizzarewife]

Cooking Headcanons

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Who cooks with you

Jonathan

more often just wants to keep you company in the kitchen while you cook, he will chop all vegetables at least

William Zeppeli

Caesar

was always good at cooking, gets competitive about it when Joseph comes around, and always offers to show off his cooking skills just for you

Avdol

insists on being the taste tester

Polnareff

Koichi

Narancia

a surprisingly good cook

Giorno

wonderful baker, expect extravagant baking dates every Valentines Day

Ghiaccio

loves cooking with his s/o, loves to try new protein snacks and drinks together

Formaggio

Jolyne

loves to try whatever recipes are trending (basque cheesecake is her favourite)

F.F

Funny Valentine

buys you both cute couple themed aprons

Johnny

Norisuke

on sundays, he meal preps lunch and dinner for the week. Family Rule "if you don't help, you make your own meals that week"

Mamezuku

Who cooks for you

Speedwagon

Erina

Suzy Q

the original Italian grandmother - cooks for everyone

Joseph

insists on cooking for you, it's not good, he's going to try again, you're not leaving until he makes something you like

Okuyasu

doesn't cook well, but does cook for you - Pancake Sundays are a must

Tonio

Bruno

loves to make you his family recipes, always tells you the family history of the dish

Mista

Prosciutto

(inspiration for this post)

Risotto

also an Italian grandmother, for a giant he is pretty smooth in the kitchen

Weather Report

Hermes

Mountain Tim

Lucy

loves to pack little lunches for you both, will purposefully make them as embarassing as possible, includes a sweet note in each lunch

Yasuho

Who can't cook

Dio

Kakyoin

Jotaro

can only cook instant noodles - makes really good instant noodles

Josuke

will not cook, will always opt for takeout

Rohan

Fugo

instantly HANGRY, too angry to cook

Abbacchio

says he can do the basics (he can make cereal)

Illuso

gets bored easily and will either burn or undercook the food - you will probably get food poisoning

Melone

Anasui

Gyro

useless ass himbo cowboy I'll be your mommy

Ringo Roadagain

Gappy

I wouldn't even trust him to microwave popcorn

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[jojostylesposts]

Yoshikage Kira hcs ≽^•༚• ྀི≼

- well obvious hand obsession?!

- Manicures are a 100% on him. He will treat you like a princess to mantain those gorgeous hands of yours fresh and soft 24/7

- From expensive creams to spas

- Rings rings rings

- Expect lots of rings as gifts

- Expensive rings and expesive bracelets but those wont be the only things wrapped around your tiny little hands…just saying

- Would deff choose your nail color since he likes basic pearly glazed nails… his personal preference

- He imagines those hands of yours, soft long silky fingers wrapped around his…

- You would be in his head while he’s at work…naughty thoughts for sure

- Daily hand massages just for you

- Would do daily house tasks just so you don’t damage your precious hands

- Mans a man of routine and private by nature

- He’s quite secretive about his true identity and activities but won’t hurt you…unless you fuck up?? He’s still a villan..just saying

- Thinks about you all the time…in a more obssessive way I would say

- Kira’s quite straight foward and can sound bit harsh sometimes

- Mostly vanilla in bed since he prioritizes organization and presicion, but it can vary if you act like a brat enough and challenge him just to push him out of his comfort zone

- Very controlling for sure since he’s so obssessed with presicion

- Lunch dates together after work is part of the routine

- His kisses are soft, reserved and calculated

- Would suck and lick your fingers during sexy time for sureeee

- Oh, and add a littleslap too that will drive him crazy

- Again, please push him out of his comfort zone if you’re risky enough (who knows how he will act)

- Pull him by the tie and see what happens… spice it up

- Challenging him and pushing him may lead to a rougher side of him

- Definetly loves when you tie his tie just to observe how your fingers twist and fold the fabric

- Quite a narcissist. He may prioritize himself in bed and his desires mostly

- Overall, he would be very attentative towards you, since you are his new obsession, definetly an experience

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[realisticjojoxreader]

if requests are open….jotaro getting jealous over some guy flirting with y/n🥺🥺

IGNORE THAT THIS IS OVER TWO YEARS LATE.

jotaro x reader (?), kind of an au i guess. he's part 4 age, 1.3k

"Hi, honey," says a voice, clearly directed at you. When you turn around, you see some guy standing there, shooting you a frankly stunning smile. He's not just some guy… he's Some Guy, and when he winks at you, you feel yourself flush despite everything. You're normally less susceptible to flirting from random strangers but holy shit, this guy is cute as hell. What's a person like you to do? Not react? Ridiculous. Perish the thought. "Come here often?" Oof.

Despite never having seen this man before, and despite the completely generic, awful pickup line he just used on you, you decide the guy is worth your time. He's just too damn hot to let go. If you don't shoot your shot, you're going to regret it for the rest of your life. So what if he's kind of an idiot? Look at that jawline! Those curls!

"Hi," you reply shyly, twirling your hair around your finger. If he's allowed to be ridiculously cliche, then you are, too. It's called equality. "I do, actually."

His eyes light up with delight, for some reason, even though your reply was incredibly boring. You guess that makes sense, considering the guy's opener. He's probably just kind of a boring guy. At least he's gorgeous. "Does that mean you can help me out here? I'm kind of lost."

…Lost? How is he lost? This is a boba place. There are menus on every available surface. Ordering boba is really not all that complicated but hey, it's a foot in the door with this sexy, sexy man, so whatever.

In an extraordinary show of patience, you walk Some Guy through every step of ordering bubble tea. He is very hot but he is not very smart.

When he asks you what your favorite flavor is, you smile shyly and tell him your exact order. With a big dumb grin on his face, he turns to the cashier and orders what you helped him decide on, as well as your favorite, confirming your suspicion that he's buying you a drink. (That basically makes this a date, right? Right.) The cashier, clearly thankful that the two of you are finally done holding up the line, rings it up and shoos you both toward the pickup end of the counter.

Over on the pickup side, you damn near have a heart attack. You don't know how you didn't notice it before, but the employee here—who has apparently been here the whole time—is the most handsome man you've ever seen in your life. He is so beautiful he makes Some Guy look like just some guy. (Wait, wait, he gave a name for the order… Daniel? You think it's Daniel. Let's go with Daniel.)

The employee is just kind of standing around, waiting for the drinks to be made. To fill the silence, Daniel chats mindlessly, standing a little closer to you than is probably warranted, but you don't mind.

Handsome Employee, however, looks at Daniel like Daniel killed his fucking family, all narrowed eyes and furrowed eyebrows. You think that if Handsome Employee looked at you like that, you'd pee your pants, but Daniel doesn't even seem to notice it. Hot, dumb, and ballsy, that Daniel. He's like an anime character.

Daniel, all smiles, wraps his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into a side-hug. While this might have been nice earlier, when he was Some Guy, now he's just some guy and you're not really loving him touching you unprompted. Handsome Employee doesn't seem to be loving it, either, which is interesting. He looks… Well, more than pissed, he looks kind of jealous?

There's no way, though, right? He must be seething over something else.

Blithe as anything, his arm tight around you, Daniel looks at Handsome Employee and teases, "Everything good? Y'got a mighty frown."

Somehow, Handsome Employee's expression sours further. He looks like he's trying to blow Daniel up with his mind. "Kinda handsy," he says, voice like gravel. And what else could it possibly be? He's jealous.

But why? Does he… Oh, God, he likes you, doesn't he? This is the best day of your life!

It makes sense, you think. You look unusually adorable today—Daniel approached you, too, remember—and this is your favorite boba place. You're here, like, all the time. It's not unreasonable to think Handsome Employee noticed you! You definitely notice regulars at your job, so why wouldn't he notice his?

His gaze is pure poison. It makes you giddy. You feel stupid with it. You know you should step away from Daniel, should try to clear up the misunderstanding, should flaunt your availability, but… Well, it's kind of nice to be wanted!

As if reading your mind, Daniel pulls you even closer. "This one doesn't seem to mind," he says, jostling you a little.

You blush. You nod. Handsome Employee looks apoplectic. Instead of commenting, though, another employee arrives, two cups in hand. They hand them over to Handsome Employee and quickly turn away, perhaps sensing the rancid vibes. Voice caustic, Handsome Employee holds up your drink and the monstrosity that Daniel ordered and grits out, "Order up."

Neither of you move to grab the drinks.

Handsome Employee's eye twitches. "Order up," he repeats meaningfully, his knuckles whitening around the cups. "Let go of that freak and get your damn drinks."

Wow. It's kind of a wonder the guy hasn't been fired, with customer service like that. Calling Daniel a freak right to his face! You forgive Handsome Employee, of course, because he's so handsome, but still. It's a little rude.

Daniel smiles wide, opens his mouth, but Handsome Employee cuts him off with, "You're not cute, Devin."

Oh. It's Devin. You were close!

"I'm the cutest," says not-Daniel. He looks self-satisfied and punch-drunk. He looks like today is the best day of his life, though you can't fathom why. He's about to lose you to a lowly boba shop employee! "And you're jealous!"

"If you don't come grab these drinks," growls Handsome Employee, his eyes like fire, "I'm going to throw them."

Upon hearing that, you spring into action, because this is your favorite top and you'd really rather it not get covered in milk tea and that toxic slutch Devin ordered. Wiggling out from under Devin's arm, you zip over to the counter, arms outstretched. You only grab yours, though. Devin's on his own.

Instead of just letting you take your drink, though, Handsome Employee grabs your arm and pulls you towards him with a frankly unwarranted amount of force. His skin is so warm it almost burns. He leans forward, and you can't help but lean in, too.

You feel giddy. What's he going to say to you that he couldn't say in front of Devin?

"Touch my boyfriend again," says Handsome Employee, "and you're going home in a body bag. Now get the fuck out of here." And with that, he lets you go. The sudden release sends you flying backwards. You land heavily on your ass, probably bruising your tailbone.

Looming over you with a smarmy grin is Devin. "Thanks for all your help, you were a peach," he says, and he has the gall to fucking wink at you. "It's hard to get Jotaro riled up, you know? So I appreciate your sacrifice." He grabs his drink from his boyfriend, punctures the lid like a pro, then takes a long pull. "Delish! Alright, babe, I'm outta here, I'll see you at home. Byeeee!" Then he's out the door.

A beat of silence. You feel dizzy. You want to cry. "How long are you going to sit on the floor?" Jotaro asks acerbically, and you just can't take it anymore. You fling your drink at him. As if on instinct, he punches it away from him, and it, of course, explodes in a shower of milk tea and tapioca pearls.

Scrambling over the counter, Jotaro is on you in a flash, grabbing you by your collar like a naughty kitten. He drags you out of the door. "Never come back here!" And with that, he tosses you bodily, and you land with a wet splat in a nearby drainage ditch turned canal with the recent rain.

All that and you didn't even get to drink your boba.

#THIS IS PARODY #yeah i got this ask july of 2021. yes i'm only answering it now. whatever #my epic return from the grave 2 and a half years later #jojo x reader #jjba x reader #jjba #jojo imagines #kujo jotaro #jotaro kujo #jotaro kujo x reader #jojo reader insert #jojo's bizarre adventure #jotaro x reader #jotaro's not going to fuck you beloved<3 #askies #i am punishing the reader for their hubris #shout out to my oc. he sucks!

[jojikawa]

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙞𝙤: 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙐𝙧𝙜𝙚 | 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙀𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩

WICKED EYES

MASTERLIST

This is a dark romance with descriptions of violence, gore, racism, sexism, and NSFW themes. The reader is black in this AU but this story can be enjoyed by all walks of life.

This chapter contains smut and NSFW descriptions. Slight gore warning.

Art by: Umikochanart dividers

Even to this day, Dio doesn’t know all of the secrets of the mask. His knowledge was exclusively surface level: The mask is activated with blood and unlocks the part of the brain that allows mortals to achieve Godhood. Almost every day he discovered new things about himself, the effect it had on his mind and body… and lastly, the effects it had on you. You’ve had a lot more time to adjust to your life as a vampire while Dio was stuck in a coffin.

The poor man had such a hard time controlling his hunger and it wasn’t like he gave a damn anyway. He drained pretty women—and men, that he hated, whenever he got the chance. He’s a God, why not feed whenever he wants? Although, he rarely saw you feed at all. He would be lying if he said he never had fantasies of you feeding on young women he favored. Unfortunately, Dio wouldn’t really see you indulge in your vampirism at all. You just read books and did anything except for what he wanted. How much can one person really read? He missed those days when the pining was mutual. He missed being about to make you blush and hide your face. He missed overloading your young mind with anxiety whenever he would kiss you. To this day he blames Jonathan for his shortcomings…even if it had nothing to do with him.

He made the decision to give you space. It may have been a bad idea but at the moment he didn’t know what else to do. Dio was on the cusp of madness, fighting hard against the violence that would ensue if he were to force you to love him. The world has done him so much wrong but the one thing he wanted to believe was true was your love. All the bad things you’d were things he never wanted to take as the truth. You were just angry. You’re always just angry. The fact that he felt insecure around you was baffling.

Perhaps, giving you space was a mistake. His bed was cold and empty without you. Since the moment you’ve arrived, you’ve given him the very warmth he lacked. The feeling of loneliness made him bitter. The kind of bitterness that turned into anger and would make him grit his teeth, clench his fist, and narrow his eyes at the nearest victim.

Dio’s mansion was big. Not nearly as big as his stolen castle from 100 years ago but he knew how to navigate it well. While looking for you, he couldn’t smell your scent at all. It was a sweet smell he memorized so that he would be able to find you in any situation…unfortunately, all he could smell was blood. It was fresh and the mere lingering scent made him lick his lips and smirk. Were you feeding? How adorable…but without him? That’s a hard pass. 

He followed the trail, coming across things he did not expect. He found…bodies. Dead bodies. He recognized them too. They were some of his human servants—no, all of his human subjects. Bloodless and twitching with delight. They would surely die very soon.

“(y/n)?”

When Dio found you, your back was turned, still dressed in black silk sleepwear. The room was dark, hiding the monster that you had become. When you didn’t reply, he could only grin. Now, he understood. “You aren’t as good at controlling your hunger as you think you are.” He reveled in the feeling of you being dependent on him.

“I don’t care.”

Dio chuckled to himself. No matter how you chose to speak to him, he only found you adorable. The best thing he could think of to describe it was one love for a pet. You bother your beloved so much and when they bite you, you don’t even feel angry.

“I see you’ve put your stand to good use.” Dio stepped over the bodies and kneeled down beside you. “It looks like you’re able to influence the actions of others or at the very least—their feelings towards you.”

“I don’t care, Dio.”

Dio’s expression fell for a moment. It’s been so long and you still haven’t warmed up to him since he lied. Not even Petshop fixed things permanently. The bird adored you and you spent a lot of the day taking care of them…all while ignoring Dio. You gave into his touch. You’d let him hold you and kiss you wherever he’d like but you still weren’t all there. It was like you’d disassociate and he didn’t enjoy it if you weren’t present.

“Enyaba told me that she overheard you having words with Kakyoin before his departure to kill Jotaro Kujo.” His arm snaked under the back of your knees and the other around your torso as he picked you up bridal style. “Is that so?” You uttered flatly. “And, word has gotten to me that Kakyoin has failed to kill Jotaro and the two have become fast friends.”

You couldn’t see Dio’s face but you could tell he wasn’t exactly happy at that fact. The subtle tonal shifts in his voice showed you that he was mildly annoyed.

But that was surprising. Kakyoin joined Jotaro? Because of your stand?

Dio wanted to be angry with you but his soft spot didn’t allow it. Instead, he wanted to get to the bottom of this issue with your stand. He composed a test. Dio took you to where he was supposed to be meeting his new subject.

The Mansion twisted in shape, the walls and halls becoming unfamiliar, never allowing you to navigate them without the help of your possessive husband. Where you arrived was unknown but it was near the entrance. There, in front of you, was Enyaba but she wasn’t alone. Next to her was a tall man. He was big but not the same build as Dio. He has silver hair that seemed to stand up on its own. “Dio, what is this?” You clung to his shirtless body, earning a smile from him.

“Enyaba, please, tell me who this is again?”

The old woman cackled to herself with a particular bow and arrow in hand. The same one she used on you before.

“This is Jean Pierre Polnareff. He has become our new associate, whether he wants to be or not.”

“Polnareff, eh?” If Dio wasn’t holding you, he would be stroking his chin mischievously right now. “(y/n), use your stand power on him. Whatever it may be.”

You furrowed your eyebrows. “Why?”

“I want to see if Polnareff too joins Jotaro.” 

“And if he does?!” 

Dio chuckled at your aggression. He often found your attitude endearing. “And if he does, he will perish along with the rest of them.”

You narrowed your eyes even further. “I am not doing this.” You wiggled your way out of Dio’s arms. He let go of you, almost dropped you but you landed on your feet. “This doesn’t feel like royalty. These people don’t feel like servants to me. This is a cult.”

“But, mademoiselle,” The Frenchman intervened. “I chose to follow Dio by choice. I do not mind this rite of passage if it means—”

“Oh, I know you didn’t.” You turned to Dio. “When is this supposed to end? Johnathan is dead. Erina is dead. I don’t understand why you need to still go after that family.”

“Polnareff, Enyaba, you’re both dismissed.”

And just like sheep, they left.

Your arms were at your sides. Your clawed hand clenched itself just a little, readying you for whatever might possess Dio to act out in response to you questioning his motives. Although he was frightened to most, your fear for him dulled. Your disagreements with him evolved into just wondering what he’d do next.

The pit of anxiety suddenly blossomed in your stomach. He opened his mouth to speak but none of what he was saying to you could be heard. The deafening static of your mine filled your head and clouded your eyes. Dio was the source of your stress; the source of your undying body and insatiable hunger. You failed to resist acting on your own, feeling the need to protect yourself by inflicting pain before it could be inflicted upon you. You wanted to erase him.

You blacked out.

Sinking your teeth into him wasn't something completely foreign. Dio believed it to be a sign of uncontrollable love. Only he would allow his blood to be drawn by you…usually, if it were more…consensual.

His blood barely touched your tongue before he used The World to pry your sharp talons for nails out of his body.

“How many people have you killed?”

You flinched. “Wh-What?” His voice brought you back to reality, blood pooling from small wounds in his shoulder blades and running down his arms. They sealed themselves before he repeated himself. “How many people have you killed in your lifetime?”

“I-I haven’t killed anybody.” You shook your head in disbelief, showing genuine fear all over your face. Dio’s face remained unchanging. “But you have. Several of my servants, actually. Don’t tell me that it’s already left your mind.”

Your expression visibly changed to one of sorrow. “I didn’t…”

Dio’s lips went from neutral to a twisted grin. “So, that’s how you’ve stayed fed all of this time. I figured that such unladylike behavior wasn’t foreign to you, given your response from before…but now, it’s as if you have no recollection of it. Interesting.” he chuckled to himself, using his free hands to explore your body. He loved the pain inflicted on him. It was sexy, after all. He loved how the humanity left your eyes when you would taste the blood of others. He loved your embarrassed expression that washed over your face once you’ve gotten enough blood to stave off the hunger. It was like an urge you couldn’t control. Your primal instincts would take over and Dio enjoyed the idea that at any moment, you could kill him. Just like how you killed those poor non-stand users.

“Stay in denial all you’d like—in fact, I like it much better that way.” His arms fit perfectly at the curve of your back. The smell of the sanguine fluid pouring out of his wounds was intoxicating. He wasn’t healing himself on purpose. He wanted to entice you with his body. You felt him pull you closer against him, it filled your body with warmth and lust. You hated him but you wanted him too.

Buried deep inside of you, was a naive part of you that wanted to love Dio. The part of you gave your first kiss to him—the part of you that longed to have someone love you back, regardless of your upbringing or background. Who was lucky? You or Dio? You wanted to believe that Dio was lucky to have you, given how rotten he is but…could anyone else want you like this? You were a monster.

“I accept you for who you are and whoever you’ll turn out to be.”

You were speechless. You didn’t know how genuine his love for you was; if you could even call this love. Would you feel better if you just accepted him and his way of expressing himself?

You thought of Jotaro and his family. You thought of Joseph. And lastly, you thought of your child with Dio.

The feeling of his hand rubbing your cheek tenderly almost made you shiver. He could be so nice when he wanted to and you craved his gentle touch. Although, his words and actions felt oddly familiar. It was almost like Deja Vu. Was he…re-enacting the love interest’s actions from the novel you were reading before?

The Immortal Knight held his Immortal Princess in a time of uncertainty.

Those are the first words that came to your mind. You didn’t doubt that Dio accepted you but you stayed silent anyway. Never in your life have you met someone like him.

His fingers made your way to his chin and tilted your head up just a bit. Your face was once again filled with innocence and wonder. Dio wanted nothing more than to soil it. Your whole being was that of a beautiful virgin. His hungry lips pressed to yours. He tasted the lingering blood on your lips, making his kiss all the sweeter. You could sense the desperation within him.

“You will be mind forever.” He muttered between your lips. His tongue wormed its way into your mouth. Any small movement you made caused him to hold you even tighter; it was as if you'd disappear if he didn’t.

After such a tender moment, Dio returned you to his room, although he wasn’t interested in going back to sleep. The delicious stench of blood made him want to breed your beautiful body. This time, he would fuck you and you’d enjoy it this time. Then he’ll know he can conquer you any time it seems like you’re staying away. 

To be honest, you wanted him too. His blood. It was almost like your relationship was transactional. Dio was grateful that his wife was a gorgeous gluttonous monster and you were grateful you had such a willing meal. You didn’t know why Dio’s blood seemed better than the others. It was most likely because it was Jonathan’s body you were harvesting from. Although, your hunger was different. It is clear to him that your hunger was amplified by the pregnancy symptoms.

He carried you to his nearby sitting chair. There was one in almost every room he spent time in. This one was different, though. This was for lap sitting. It was rare for you to stay with Dio in one place these days but he wanted to change that. You brought him so much relief when there was no other option to satiate his sex drive.

Dio held you between his legs, an arm underneath your thighs while his free hand covered your eyes so that you couldn't see what he was up to. But you felt it. His fingers traced your clothed cunt lightly, sending sensations to your stomach that burned with anxiety and delight.

“D-Dio…?” You felt the tips of his claws slice the fabric before he slid his fingers inside. He started with two. By instinct, you grabbed his forearm, trying to push him away. He resisted, not budging at all. “Dio!” You squirmed under his touch, attempting to remove his hand that was obscuring your vision. “Aw, don’t try to act so innocent now.” He smirked down at you and kept you close to his chest. “You’ve already opened your legs for me before.” He chuckled at the lewd memories. “You practically threw yourself at me, begging for me to fill your womb.” The rumbling of his voice in his chest gave you a sense of joy. A part of you felt safe. Although Dio was infatuated and obsessed, he was always here. For you.

“I’ve wanted nothing more than to please you, (y/n).” His digits curled inside of you, scratching your pelvic wall. You trembled and moaned at the contact. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure. You clawed at his hands, drawing blood from him but it wasn't enough to deter him from keeping at it. Nothing you did would turn him away. “My (y/n).” He sighed into you, taking in your natural scent. His primal instincts were screaming at him to ravage you.

“If fucking me is what you want then j-just get it over with!” You squeezed your eyes shut, accepting that you couldn’t break free, and tried your best to endure. “Aw~ And so soon? I’ve only just started preparing you. I can tell that I am the only man who you’ve allowed to touch you this way. Such a loyal girl you are.”

The World revealed itself, aiding Dio in holding you down once your stand came out. You never originally planned for it to show itself but it was like a reflex at this point. His stand held you by your ankles, preventing you from closing your legs over his hand. Dio made himself comfortable, resting his cheek against your temple. “Resist all you’d like. I enjoy the idea that you want to run away from me but you can’t.”

Your juices coated his fingers, overflowing and dampening the fabric of the chair beneath you. “D-Dio, please!” You cried out, your body jerking in different ways due to the sensation. “You were made just for me.” He whispered into your ear. “Leagues above the common whore.” He sped up his pace. Your clawing at his hands ceased, and you gripped his wrists, squeezing them tightly as a way to maintain your bearings in this situation. “—Dio, I’m going to…”

“Shh…” He hushed you. “You don’t want young Pucci to hear his Goddess spouting such filthy speech.” He felt your fluids slicking up his fingers. He could smell it too. It was an odd sweet smell that tempted him to give it a taste. The World let go of your ankles, turning its attention to your top that was still intact. It made no expression as it used its hands to tear the front open, exposing your chest. Now, he could see your tits bounce as he tortured your cunt below. Your whining and buckling only fueled him even more. 

Your core was getting hotter and at any moment, you felt like you could squirt all over him…but he wouldn’t let you. His pace was fast but inconsistent, now allowing you to ride your high long enough to cream your juices. Why was he putting you through this? Well, because he enjoyed the idea of being the one to soil your innocence, obsessed with the idea of being your first everything and being the only person able to make you feel good. You imprinted onto him with your kindness and gentleness while you were both human and now all he wants to do is imprint onto you. Even if it meant just being able to satisfy you sexually, he would take it. As long as you needed him.

Dio’s hand lowered from your eyes to your mouth to prevent your moans from alerting any nearby guests. It was surely an indecent sight. You saw The World in front of you. It looks you in the eyes, its face unchanging as it places its hands on your breasts, kneading them in a massage-like manner. The pleasure was overstimulating! Your eyes became glossy from the unbearable feeling. You tried to cry Dio’s name but you couldn’t.

“Should I allow you to cum now, my dear?” His hand removed itself from your mouth and his fingers grabbed the sides of your face so that you could speak. “I-I…” You were unable to form words.

Your husband smirked. “Go ahead then. Release all over me so that I can release inside of you.” The World’s fingertips proved nimble when it began playing with your nipples. All of these sensations were lick electroshocks, powering your core and making it hot. You were unable to control yourself. Your body tensed up before a warm liquid spilled onto Dio’s hand.

You sighed, your whole body was tired from trying to break out of his grasp. There was no time for you to relax before you were being flipped onto your stomach by The World. You knew fingering you wasn’t all Dio wanted but did it have to be so soon?

What was left of your clothing was torn off and your naked bottom was brought to Dio’s clothed pelvis. You felt how hard he was underneath. The precum leaked from his garments, staining your skin as he readied himself for you.

“You have no idea how much I desire you.” He said, finally unsheathing his cock from his bottoms. He pushed your head down so that your ass stayed up. His member was burning hot and the cum leaked out even more as it rested between your cheeks. The veins pulsated on your soft skin. 

You were unable to form words. He’s never handled you like this before. Despite the both of you being over 100 years old, your sexual chemistry was rather novice. In reality, this was just some guy you dated for a little while in your childhood. How could his love be of such burning passion from such little time together? Even after his century-long slumber, the first thing he did was locate you.

Dio placed a hand on your hip while the other grabbed a large chunk of your ass. He spread them apart, watching the leftover vaginal juice mix with his leaking fluid. The man seemed to have a hard figuring out which hold he wanted to ravage first.

Then he got an idea.

You felt the pad of Dio’s thumb place itself right on your asshole and without warning he pushed himself into your vagina. He found a way to stimulate both holes at the same time. 

“D-Dio!” He had only just begun but you felt like you couldn’t take it. You were still so sensitive from his previous antics. “Who do you think you are? Denying your husband your body. Careful, I’ll split you in half.” His cock slid in and out with ease because he had already fucked you open with his fingers. All you could do was hold onto the arm of the chair for dear life. Tears pricked the orders of your eyes, threatening to spill out from all of the pleasure. This time was so much more different than the other times and was much more enjoyable than your first time together.

Your walls squeezed him so much that he became intoxicated with lust. Little by little, his cum leaked out, helping his cock become more slick with both of your juices. You held onto the arm of the chair for dear life as he tore up your insides. If you weren’t mistaken, you could feel him in your stomach.

With every movement, his grip on you grew stronger. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your cunt threaded to explode with cream at any moment. Dio’s hand that lay on your ass snaked its way up to your neck. He pulled you up so your back was now up against his chest.

The man felt your walls pulsating at his thrusts. He became like a feral animal, the way he fucked into you. It became so much that you couldn’t hold your moans in anymore. Dio’s confidence had been restored when he knew he could still dominate you with little effort. It was then that you felt your insides getting extremely hot. You felt a grunt emerge from his chest. He was cumming and coating your walls. Your adorable yet sexy mannerisms were too much. You take dick way too well.

For a brief moment, his vice grip finally loosened up. Your womb was already aching as it dripped with his fluid. Despite moving the least, you were tired and out of breath. On instinct, your hand raised to your lower abdomen. You audibly sighed as you stood up straight and turned around to Dio. He didn’t seem to be trying to clean himself up at all.

You looked down at his, still throbbing, hard cock. “Oh, Dio, don’t tell me—”

“I want to do missionary too.” His eyes narrowed at you and his lips curled into a grin. You physically cringed. His sex drive was probably worse than your hunger for blood. You can’t imagine what he might’ve put those poor prostitute women through. Your legs were still trembling from the previous activities.

It didn’t seem like you had a choice once Dio carried you over to a nearby sofa. He laid you on your back, immediately slumping onto you in a tired mess. “Dio—Ah!” You squeezed your eyes shut as you felt him enter you one last time. He lazily pumped his load into your womb and you felt his heavy breath against the crook of your neck. A deep groan escaped his throat as if he exerted all of his energy so quickly.

Your eyes opened a bit, staying half-lidded. Even though it was clear that your husband was tired, he kept going. He was like a machine…or, more accurately, has become sex addicted. You caught a glimpse of Dio’s shoulder. You saw a star-shaped birthmark. It all came back to you that this was Jonathan’s body that he stole.

‘I’m sorry, Erina.’

@z3r0art

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[luxwritings]

Heyy, I hope you’re doing well!

I really liked your “monster trio reacting to making you cry” and I would like to request a similar scenario with the bucci gang. (If that’s too many people then just Abbacchio, narancia, Bruno and mista) thankss 🥰

I gotchu eventhough this reply is a year and a half late

Abbacchio, Narancia, Bruno, and Mista reaction to making you cry

Reader: g/n

Abbacchio

One of those guys that really wouldn’t mean to make it on purpose, but because of his semi-harsh tone theres one time where it does it hard enough for it to make you cry. His voice is deep and rough, and paired with his little attitude he can give sometimes, shit can hurt.

So when you and the rest of the bucci gang are sitting together, and you ask a question where.. the answer mightve been obvious.. Abbacchio’s tone and voice made him come off as rude and annoyed as he answered your question in front of everyone else. Thankfully, no one really batted an eye since they’re used to him being that way sometimes, but as his significant other you are used to getting a soft treatment.

You began to overthink this, and you excuse yourself from where him and the rest of the bucci gang is sitting to be alone for a while. Abbacchio however, can read you like an open book, and knows right away something is wrong. The second you stand up to leave, he is right behind you.

“Why do you want to be alone, mi amore? Whos bothering you? Mista?” he asks, while you two reach privacy

You smile a bit, “You are”

He gives you a confused look, and silently waits for you to continue

“I dont know..” Your voice begins to crack as you try to communicate the pain, “Maybe I misread your tone, but earlier, when I asked kinda a dumb question, you responded a bit rudely”

As he listens, your tears flow and you cant help but to feel a bit pathetic.

But, you feel that familiar hand on your head that stops you in your tracks of crying for a second. You look up, and Abbacchio is lightly petting your hair. He opens his mouth to speak and says, “Don’t cry. I know I can be an asshole sometimes, I’ll be more careful, okay? I’m sorry I didn’t realize…”

You smile in response, and he continues in his serious voice, “No more tears, I’ll make it all better, I promise.”

“Yes,” you pout jokingly, “Make it all better.. pat my head more.”

He chuckles in response, “No but seriously, I’m sorry mi amore”

Narancia

I would just have to say that Narancia making you cry must be done physically because lord I can barely imagine him saying something hurtful to his s/o even on accident

Its a normal afternoon, and you and Narancia are doing you and Narancia things, also known as being overly energetic at random times in the day. What does today bring? Wrestling match.

Its usually very playful with him, and many of the rest of the bucci gang is around doing their own thing as Narancia is struggling to pin you on the floor and count to three. However, you dont go down without a fight, so there is a LOT of resistance on your end. This definitely causes issues.

In the mess of limbs and fighting noises, Narancia’s fist clashes with your lip in attempt to move his hand to pin your wrist. Your hand flies to your mouth and you back out a bit, stunned. The tears in your eyes begin to brood, but you tried to keep it in.

“Owww Narancia!!” But, your voice cracks, and somehow some tears escape your eyes. The embarrassment pushed you to the edge to let the crying release, especially since you and Narancia weren’t alone.

“What happened??” Mista shouts from the other room from all the commotion.

“N-Nothing!” and Narancia begins to slightly freak out, and his eyes automatically turn back to you in panic. “Y/n! I’m sorry!! Don’t cry!!”

But your hand is still over your lip, and youre sure theres blood thats began to come out. Narancia reaches over and gently removes your hand, wishing to look at where he hit you.

And surely, there is a bit of blood he sees. He gasps at the sight, “Does it hurt?!”

You cock your head a bit, “Yeah, a little.”, ending with a sniffle from your continued crying-runny-nose.

Though, he continues to look extremely concerned, and its quite cute, but you dont want him to overly worry. “That means you got a foul and you lose, though”, you grin widely

If theres one thing about Narancia, its that your smile is absolutely contagious to him, just as much as his is to you. So as you can imagine, he grins, really big, “Well, thats okay, you can punch me and we’ll be even.” he says, gloatingly.

You shake your head, reaching to wrap your arms around him, as he reciprocates. You tumble over holding each other laying down, room filled with laughter.

Bruno

It genuinely feels impossible to think of a scenario where Bruno could make you cry

But the thing about Bruno is like, he can get pretty invested in his gang, rightfully so. I mean, he is a father of 5.

Bruno really doesn’t like to get you included in all of the gangs details, like as in violence, missions, etc. His main priority is protecting you from harmful things, and he believes that having you included in his work is one of them. That also means that.. theres days with no message from Bruno. Theres nights on end where you are lonely because he isn’t there, hes working.

On one certain night, you decide to dial his cell and call him from home. Your hands shook, pressing each number, as you were already crying at the sight of your empty living space you came home to once again.

The phone rings, and stops. “Bruno.”

“Yes?”

“You are never here, and you’re always vague about whats going on and what you’re doing.”

He’s silent, so you continue. “I feel neglected.” you sniffle, “For the last few days, I’ve been falling asleep alone and I don’t even get informed on why you’re even gone because of your gang.”

You hear a small sigh on the phone, “I know. I need 20 minutes, I must finish something and I’ll be home. I’m sorry.”

“Okay.” you say in response, quite sadly still.

“Y/N. I know you are crying. I don’t want you to cry, but I understand why you are.”

“I get your work, it’s just, I miss you. I’m not mad or anything.”

Another moment of silence passes, where Bruno momentarily thinks for the best solution to keep you satisfied. “How about I shift all of my responsibilities on Giorno for the next few weeks and we can spend time together, okay?

“Okay!” you say, more excitedly this time. Its obvious your mood has lifted up, extremely thankful for Bruno. “Oh.. and.. when you come home, can we watch TV?”

“Of course my darling”

Overall pretty easy to be soothed by Bruno, especially since his demeanor is just calming and he never tries to have malicious intentions with you, so theres a lot of trust there.

Mista

I feel like he’d probably say some stupid shit during an argument that would push you to the edge of making you cry. I’m not tryna be angsty here but… that just makes sense to me. So I’ll twist my idea a bit (if yall are interested in a separate more angsty piece that regards mista and y/n arguing however ..)

You and Mista do bicker a lot, and its usually very jokingly in a way that you guys just like to fake argue and be silly. However, on moody days, things can get out of hand, and out of hand fast.

Mista didnt realize that you werent up to any sort of jokes like that today, so when he makes a comment on something you were insecure about today through a punchline, it does not tickle your funny bone. (had to slide in a white phrase)

Mista overall is quite sensitive in the sense that hes very aware of things that can hurt you. But man, the moment you gave him that death stare in response to his joke, he knows he fucked up… But, before he can open his mouth to speak, the waterworks begin. You did have a moody day, after all.

“H-hey…”, He approaches you closer, taken aback by a reaction he certainly did not expect. “I didn’t really mean it, okay?! I was just joking.”

“But you know I’m not feeling well!”

“I didn’t know! I’m sorry for making you cry babe..”

Your voice softens as you whine his name, and his tone reflects yours, “Dont cry.. okay?”

You slightly nod, looking up at him. As your eyes meet, he suddenly pulls you into a bone-crushing hug, rocking your bodies together back and forth.

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[byakuyacoochie]

Miscalculations - Stardust Crusaders x Reader

Request - SDC text chat w/the Crusaders fighting/bickering over who gets to braid y/n's hair? Or maybe sleeping arrangements?

A/n - Please accept this as an apology for my lack of posting...it's very rushed but I hope yous will enjoy anyway.

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[married-to-google-translater]

Dio Brando ( Part 1 ) Relationship headcanon

Relationship with Dio?

Oh boys.

Dio would be a really demanding and possessive boyfriend.

He really needs normal love and attention.

But he is not really aware of it himself.

Or really know how to say their needs out loud.

You probably met each other as children.

Because of this, Dio has some kind of trust in you.

He doesn't trust many people.

In short, Dio's world of thought goes like this: First come his needs, then come your needs, and he really doesn't give a fuck about other people's needs.

Dio likes it when you listen to him talk.

He would talk to you a lot.

Dio thinks it's because you admire him.

You really don't want to interrupt him because you know Dio would be angry.

An angry Dio is not a good thing.

Lots of talk about how strong he has become and how much better he is than Jonathan.

Don't worry you have it easy. Part 3 Dio is an even worse narcissist.

Dio would be the jealous type really easily.

Do not show empathy or interest in others.

Especially not Jonathan.

Yes, Dio is genuinely angry that you tried to help Jonathan who fell down the stairs because of Dio.

Dio thinks you should have complimented him on how he "accidentally" pushed Jonathan.

This man lacks almost all empathy.

You are also always the one who apologizes.

Dio doesn't really know how to do it and has no interest in learning it.

In general, Dio is a fan of public PDA.

Privately, however, he finds it difficult to show affection.

Unless it's somehow sexual.

Chances are Dio wouldn't turn you into a vampire right away.

He wants to enjoy the new power dynamic.

However, this waiting is his fate.

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[josukebrainrot]

Hey there! Can i request Josuke with a s/o that’s always eating / has something in their pockets or bag to eat, even if what they pull out cant logically fit in their pockets or bag.

a/n: Josuke would be impressed and I don’t know why

warnings: Nothing really

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you know how robert downey jr always had snacks on marvel movie sets that the directors incorporated into tony stark?

thats how I see this scenario

his s/o ALWAYS has some snacks

they were jackets with a bag of chips in one pocket and the other has some gummy worms or some shit

okuyasu definitely bugs them to share with him

the duwang group can’t find them ? they go look at any convenience stores around the are and sooner or later they’ll find them stocking up on snacks.

the group will talk about the shit happening and sudden hear loud chip crunching

its the s/o holding a bag of family sized chips

with no way of hiding it

everyones annoyed but wondering how they got it

josuke simultaneously impressed but takes the bag from them saying they’ll get it back later

his s/o just takes it

i also imagine josukes form of love language for them is getting them their favorite snacks

also to spoil them by buying them their snacks once in a while

tomoko’s just happy they aren’t eating all of their food

unlike okuyasu

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[standfucker]

Jotaro: In many species of fish, sex is fluid.

Reader: Well, duh. They’re underwater.

Jotaro: (long-suffering sigh while Reader and Kakyoin high five)

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[almondx1ao]

Rainy days, stormy nights {Abbacchio fluff}

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Cw: Unwanted touching and Google translated Italian

Word count: 1, 593

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Rain pelted against the window of your shared apartment. You could hear the wind whistling through the unsealed crack in your window. Even though the world outside the window was grey and dull you couldn't help but enjoy the sounds that came with the rain, the smells too. Despite the window being closed the smell of rain on the pavement wafted into your nose. You sat in your shared room, blankets covering up to your hips and your back pressed against the fluffiness of a pillow.

The glow of the candles that you lit danced against the four walls and objects that filled the empty space. A reminder of the life you shared with Abbacchio. A book nestled between your palms, fingers feeling the smooth texture of the pages. The pads of your fingers traced the words so you could keep track of each word and your eyes could easily take in the sentences that painted each page. It was a cozy atmosphere, quiet and calm it was like a haven from the chaos that stormed outside.

At first, Abbacchio was closed off, as he was with anyone, but you were persistent. You worked at Libeccio's as a server and that's where you had first met the goth and stoic man you had grown to love. You made it a mission to always serve his and the bucci gang's table. You would try and talk to him, get his attention, but he more often than not ignored you, headphones covering his ears to drown out the sounds of the buzzing world around him. But the moment things changed was the moment that he had stepped in to help you.

Abbacchio had been at Libeccio's a bit later than usual, Bruno had asked him to come. He had been the first to arrive and he very swiftly made his way over to their reserved table. He sat down and did the usual, he put his headphones on in wait for the rest to arrive. He noticed you waiting tables, like usual as well. You had taken overtime because you needed the money.

However, you had gotten to a table of yours and checked on the customers there, but a man at the table closest to you had one too many drinks. He reached his hand to you and put his hand on the small of your back and moved lower. You moved away, but he caught your apron and pulled you back to continue what he was doing. But that came to a stop and he instantly pulled his hand away from you. You felt a looming presence behind you and you turned around and looked up at Abbacchio with wide eyes. He was intimidating and was using that to his advantage, his eyes glaring daggers at the man who touched you.

His eyes found you once more and you looked relieved, a smile pulled at your lips. It was clear you were thankful for his intervention. Even though he had noticed that you had tried to get his attention and he got slightly annoyed by it, Abbacchio wasn't going to let someone touch you like that. But after he actually got a good look at you, his eyes traced over every single detail. You were so bright, he was nearly blinded by your shine.

Though he refused to admit it out loud, you were quite cute. From then on Abbacchio would acknowledge you at least a little more than he had been. He let you talk his ear off and show him things you were excited about. You were bubbly, but not in a way that annoyed him you actually made him feel warm when you talked to him. He even started to hang out with you outside of work.

When he realized he had feelings for you he had been in denial, he ignored it. In fact he had distanced himself from you because of it. He couldn't get close, not again. He felt as though if he were to get close to you he would lose you. But as I said before, you were persistent. You didn't let him pull away from you, you simultaneously gave him space and also kept close.

You were patient with him and reassuring which made him realize the reason he got feelings for you in the first place. When the two of you got together, he didn't let anyone know and he told you that would be the case. There was a lot of people that could hurt you, especially since you weren't a stand user. He didn't even let on a change to those closest to him, even Bruno didn't catch on until later on in the relationship. He only reluctantly told Bruno after he kept pushing it, and even when he did, he kept it vague.

Abbacchio wasn't the type to hold your hand in public, in fact he acted very closed off to you in public. It was to keep you safe from harm. It was very different when it came to being behind closed doors. While Abbacchio still wasn't too fond of physical touch he still loved the feel of your skin against his. And he would every so often let you indulge in cuddles or kisses.

The way he displayed his affections was through acts of service, he is very attentive to you and wants to make sure that you are happy and wants to cheer you up when you're not. He was very quiet when it came to show his affection for you, he showed it through his actions rather than words. Despite his gruff and brash exterior if you caught him doing something for you, he would get a bit flushed and act as though he wasn't doing anything, looking away as he did so.

You could hear the front door open and close, it was your boyfriend. Just from the sound alone, you could tell that he was agitated. It was easy to get him that way though, Abbacchio was always easy to anger, the only emotion that showed through his steely gaze. The rest covered with stoicism that only you and people close to him had been able see right through. He was both thankful and annoyed that you could read him so easily.

Abbacchio had closed himself off from people to be able to read him, so he was intrigued that you were able to see through his walls like they were windows. He looked around the living room and the kitchen to find you, but his lavender and gold eyes didn't find his little bundle of joy. You were an escape from the grueling world that surrounded him, you were a breath of fresh air amongst the smog that puffed amongst the clouds. He went to the bedroom and opened the door, his eyes immediately found you cuddled under the blankets. You were so cute as your eyes found him and the first thing you did was smile at him.

Your smile alone was enough to ease some of the tension in his tense shoulders. Abbacchio instantly made his way over to you, his rough hands took the book in yours and set it aside,

"Hey!"

You say with a gentle laugh, despite how cute you were it didn't stop him. He put a finger under your chin and lifted your gaze to meet his, his lips greeted yours in a familiar embrace then they traced to plant a kiss on your forehead. Not without eliciting squeals and giggles from you, how did he get so lucky? After placing many lavender colored kisses on your soft skin he had moved to lay on top of you, head buried into your chest. His eyes closed as he listened to the thrum of your steady heartbeat and the wisps of your soft breaths.

Abbacchio was never usually the one to initiate contact, so you knew he really needed your affections. Times like these you enjoyed the most, when he was super cuddly with you and had initiated it. You cherished the fact that he did and when he did, you loved his kisses and hugs, not forgetting to mention his cuddles. So of course you would lean into any affection he gave you.

The way your chest rose and fell with every breath you took comforted him, even after dating you he still hadn't come to terms with the fact you were real. That his hands could reach out and move over your form, that his words were to be caught by your ears and taken to heart. Abbacchio was taken out of his thoughts when he felt you kiss the crown of his head and rest your chin on top. He then felt your fingers start to course through his silvery colored and slightly damp locks. The cold irritation he felt from the day's events melted away with just a few gestures.

"Mio caro(My darling) Leone..."

Abbacchio heard you call him by his name in a soft tone, it sent shivers down his spine. You had him completely captivated by you, just your voice alone could lull him into a sense of bliss. The two of you sat in silence, your fingers gently ran through his hair until they came to a stop. Both of your breaths fell to a shallow pace, indicating that both of fell asleep. Once again, the only sounds that rang through the room was your shared breaths and the sound of rain hitting the window, leaving the apartment to hum in tranquil harmony.

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