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jei-rifni · 1 month

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the pillarmen but they're cater-pillarmen

kars reaches his ultimate form by turning into a butterfly

Someone either sent this ask twice or two people have the exact same brain

Anyway, Kars is a Mourning Cloak, Esidisi is a Garden Tiger and Wamuu is a Crecopia

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lavenderskye29 · 6 months

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I got a haircut because my hair was SUPER dead, so I drew a picture of Kars reacting to the loss of 8-10 inches of hair.

For those who don't know, hair is a sacred thing to the Pillarmen. Only those they deem worthy can see their hair down or in general. So I imagine it wouldn't be well received by the ancient being who thinks very little of mortals and their choices.

#kars #jjba #pillarmen #my art #digital art #jojo's bizarre adventure #self insert

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pillarmenzine · 9 months

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Our pillar man fanbook Fields of Fright is finally out!

♡ Read The Free Digital PDF Here! ♡

[Backup Mirror Link]

A lot of love went into this, we hope you enjoy it!

If you'd like to hold all the beautiful art in your hands forever, you can support the project by preordering a printed copy or some cute extras here:

https://fieldsoffright.bigcartel.com/

#pillar men #battle tendency #kars #wamuu #santana #esidisi #pillarmen #updates

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danddymaro · 3 months

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Staying In | Kars x Reader

big boy stays with you

Sweet stuff.

Word count: 352

Staying In

Kars watched as you continued to sleep through the night, unperturbed by any of his movements, at an ease he hadn't thought could be possible near someone like him.

-For a prey like you to be so trusting ; there was certainly some sort of amusement there for him to muse over.

But of course, he wasn't too surprised.

You were the exception to many of his doubts, a constant reminder of how beautiful humans could be.

-You were truly a rarity to come across, and he appreciated your very existence, as he did most creatures that basked under the sun.

His large hand lightly ghosted over your head, occasionally petting you with a contemplative sigh as he considered slipping out of your home again.

The illumination of the forgiving moon called out to him as it was the only time he could explore freely. His old friend smiled down at him, luring him, yet he resisted.

You wouldn't be aware, only slightly upset when you saw him again, but too grateful to have him return to dwell in it.

He knew you well enough to know that you wanted more time with him, you were sentimental and needy in that way.

-Not that he minded much.

After all, It's the custom as he's never stayed longer than a few gracious hours. Though, he's been willing to extend that time lately.

You're fortunate to have claimed a part of his heart, a piece that was growing furthumore as time progressed.

"I suppose…" he murmurs as he leans down, his lips pressed to your shoulder as he takes a second longer to consider his options before ultimately deciding to stay.

" These few hours will belong to you," he declares with a touch of gentle delight before it takes him a moment to settle, to try and fit close to your smaller frame as he tests out holding you close, your entire body shifting in silent complience he finds to his favor.

If he were inconsiderate, he'd let out a hearty laugh as you immediately cuddle close to him, clutching his hand to your chest and between your two arms that hold it lovingly.

"My precious little gem," he softly says as he holds you from behind, cocooning you with his larger body and falling waves of plum that gently caress your skin.

"I'll stay with you longer,"

#kars x reader #jjba kars #kars x human #jjba kars x reader #kars x you #kars x y/n #jjba fanfic #jjba part 2 battle tendency #battle tendency kars #battle tendency jjba #jjba battle tendency #pillarmen x reader #pillar men x reader #jjba pillarmen #pillarmen #pillar men #kars fluff

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juleskidding · 9 months

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This is my piece for the @pillarmenzine which has a free digital pdf version as well as a physical copy and merch for preorder :D This is the most fun i've ever had working on a zine and everyone did such an amazing job <3

#jjba #esikars #pillarmen #battle tendency #esidisi #kars jjba #illustration #fanart #zine

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amekikai · 1 year

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Can get pillarmen and monstrfucker reader? Because they really can be monsters and commit body horror! At least the whole point is for the pillarmen to grind their teeth and growl, perhaps still showing their sharp claws (they do anything for the alien guy image) knowing how their "animal" monster habits appeal to their little man and it drives him crazy

Sorry for taking so long with this! This is just like me fr, tgey're all so so fine and I might of got carried away lol...

NSFW Under the cut!

Includes:

5-somes (Reader, Kars, Esidisi, Wamuu and Santana), Oral sex (giving), hand jobs, Reader is their pet (self indulgent lol), Kidnapping but also kind of not kidnapping because you agreed to it.

Pet names:

When the Pillarmen were freed from their stone captivity, they weren't expecting to go out into the world and see you. You were just their "type". They wanted to keep you as their "little primitive" or "pet", something like that anyways. You said yes, not really knowing what to expect.

But that's not important right now.. what's important is what's about to happen.

"Master Kars, are you sure the primitive can handle all 4 of us?"

You're not sure whose talking, they had put a blindfold on you.

"I'm sure, he'll be able to.."

"Oh, I'm so excited! Our little man is going to be able to have us all!"

What did they mean by that?

Turns out they meant having a 5-some.

God, you were so tired... having Kars pound at your asshole while Esidisi held your head on his cock, pulling it off and pushing it back down gently as if you were a porcelain doll.. the other two, Santana and Wamuu were receiving hand jobs from you.

They all let out growls and groans, grinding their teeth together and thrusting wildly. It was a major turn-on.

They were telling you things like:

"Such a sweet little primitive you are.."

"You're doing so well for us all.."

"You're really pleasing your Master right now.."

And Santana could barely talk, he doesn't usually talk. He's quiet but still vocal, he's moaning and growling a lot.

This was going to be a long session, you think to yourself.

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aifanfictions · 7 months

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fanfiction about (y/n) who is Lisa Lisa's (from Jojo's Bizzare Adventures) student and is learning from Lisa Lisa how to use Hamon. Joseph Joestar and Ceasar Zeppeli are (y/n)'s teammates and one day, when (y/n) and her teammates encounter with the Pillar Men to protect the Stone of Aja, Kars sees (y/n) for the first time, starts to fancy (y/n).

Hamon's Legacy

In the picturesque hills of Italy, nestled in a hidden Hamon training facility, (Y/N) was diligently honing her skills under the tutelage of the enigmatic Lisa Lisa. The crimson sunset bathed the training ground in a warm, golden glow, as (Y/N) focused her energy into mastering the ancient art of Hamon.

Lisa Lisa, an unparalleled Hamon master and a key figure in the fight against the Pillar Men, watched her student's progress with a discerning eye. She recognized the potential within (Y/N), a potential that could change the course of their ongoing battle.

"(Y/N), your Hamon is improving," Lisa Lisa commented, her voice as elegant as her presence. "But remember, true mastery requires not only strength but also precision and control."

(Y/N) nodded in acknowledgment, her determination unwavering. She had embarked on this journey to protect the world from the ancient menace of the Pillar Men, and she was willing to devote herself fully to the cause.

As the days turned into weeks, (Y/N) trained tirelessly alongside her teammates, Joseph Joestar and Caesar Zeppeli. The trio formed an inseparable bond, united by their shared purpose and the knowledge that their mission was paramount.

The calm of their training was shattered when rumors reached them of the Pillar Men's resurgence. Kars, Esidisi, and Wamuu, the ancient beings who possessed unimaginable power, were seeking the legendary Stone of Aja—a relic that could grant them even greater strength.

(Y/N), Joseph, and Caesar embarked on a perilous journey to prevent the Pillar Men from obtaining the stone. Their quest led them to the heart of the Pillar Men's lair, a place teeming with danger and uncertainty.

It was during their first encounter with the Pillar Men that Kars laid eyes on (Y/N) for the first time. His gaze, cold and calculating, bore into her with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. He was unlike anything she had ever encountered, a being of unearthly beauty and power.

As the skirmish unfolded, (Y/N) could feel Kars' eyes on her, his fascination palpable. She fought with all her might, relying on her Hamon training and the support of her teammates to hold her ground against the ancient foe.

Kars, however, seemed more interested in observing (Y/N) than engaging in battle. His curiosity grew with each passing moment, and he made no attempt to hide his intrigue.

In the days that followed, Kars' fascination with (Y/N) only deepened. He would appear before her, his presence both commanding and alluring, and engage her in conversations that ranged from the philosophy of immortality to the beauty of the natural world.

(Y/N) found herself torn between the danger of her mission and the enigmatic allure of Kars. He was a being of contradictions—a ruthless adversary with a complexity that drew her in.

Meanwhile, Joseph and Caesar noticed the Pillar Men's growing interest in their teammate. They warned (Y/N) of the dangers of interacting with the enemy, but she couldn't deny the intrigue that had taken hold of her.

One evening, as (Y/N) watched the stars from the rooftop of their makeshift base, Kars joined her. His presence was a blend of elegance and danger, and he spoke with a wisdom that transcended his centuries of existence.

"(Y/N), you are unlike any human I have ever encountered," Kars began, his eyes fixed on the night sky. "Your mastery of Hamon is impressive, but it is your spirit that captivates me."

She turned to him, her heart pounding in her chest. "Kars, we are enemies. Our paths are destined to collide."

He smiled, a smile that held both charm and danger. "Perhaps our destinies are not as fixed as we believe. There is a complexity to you, (Y/N), that I cannot resist."

Their encounter that night marked the beginning of a delicate dance—a dance of attraction and intrigue that defied the boundaries of allies and enemies.

As (Y/N) continued her mission to protect the Stone of Aja, her interactions with Kars became increasingly complex. They would meet in secret, sharing conversations that spanned the breadth of human knowledge and the mysteries of Hamon.

Kars' fascination with (Y/N) grew into something deeper—a genuine affection that he struggled to comprehend. He had lived for millennia, yet (Y/N) had awakened emotions within him that he thought were long extinct.

(Y/N), in turn, found herself torn between her loyalty to her mission and her growing feelings for Kars. She couldn't deny the chemistry between them, a chemistry that transcended their differences and ignited a passionate connection.

One fateful night, as the battle against the Pillar Men reached its climax, Kars confronted (Y/N) one last time. "I cannot deny what I feel for you, (Y/N)," he confessed, his voice filled with a mix of longing and resignation.

She looked into his eyes, seeing the vulnerability that lay beneath his immortal exterior. "Kars, our worlds are too different. We are on opposing sides of this battle."

He reached out and gently caressed her cheek, his touch electrifying. "Then let us defy fate together, (Y/N). The heart knows no boundaries, and I am willing to take that risk."

Their love was a testament to the unpredictability of the human heart, a love that defied the boundaries of time and circumstance.

In the end, (Y/N) and Kars faced an impossible choice. The battle against the Pillar Men had left them with no alternative—the Stone of Aja had to be destroyed to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands.

As (Y/N) held the stone in her hands, she could feel Kars' gaze upon her, a gaze filled with a mixture of longing and acceptance. With a heavy heart, she activated her Hamon, directing it towards the stone.

The resulting explosion was blinding, and when the dust settled, (Y/N) knew that the Stone of Aja was no more. The ancient relic that had brought them together was now gone, a sacrifice made to protect the world.

Kars, though defeated, did not bear the hatred of a defeated foe. He stood before (Y/N), his eyes filled with a melancholic wisdom.

"(Y/N), our time together was brief but unforgettable," he said, his voice tinged with sorrow. "I may be immortal, but you have shown me the true essence of humanity—its capacity for love and sacrifice."

Tears welled up in (Y/N)'s eyes as she reached out to touch Kars' hand. "Our love may be forbidden, Kars, but it will live on in our hearts."

With those words, (Y/N) and Kars parted ways, their love a bittersweet memory of a time when the boundaries of immortality and mortality blurred.

And so, the tale of (Y/N) and Kars became a legend—a love that defied time itself, a love that proved that even the most unlikely of connections could lead to the deepest

NOTE! This story was generated by OpenAI

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thornybubbles · 1 year

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All I Ever Wanted: Yandere Santana x Reader

Note: I used a different method for writing this story than I normally do. I used a picker wheel to randomly choose a prompt from a list of Yandere Prompts from Tumblr and a list of JoJo characters I haven’t written for yet. The winning character was Santana and the winning prompt was “Yandere saves Darling’s life”. I may use this method again in the future.

Santana first encountered you when you snuck into the German base to aid Joseph in rescuing Speedwagon. He could not take his eyes off of you as you tended to the old man while Joseph tried to gain his attention with his buffoonery. Nothing the young Joestar said or did could pull Santana’s gaze from you as you spoke words of comfort to the frightened Speedwagon. The old man scolded you for tagging along with Joseph on such a dangerous mission, but he was relieved to have you there nonetheless. Watching you coddle the old man stirred something in Santana that he never felt before. Santana never considered humans to be especially attractive before, but there was something about you that lured him in. Maybe it was the gentle look in your eyes as you checked the old man over? Maybe it was the loving words you used as you spoke to him?

Santana found himself growing jealous over the attention the old man was getting from you. For him, affection was few and far between and usually limited to a half-hearted head pat from Kars or Esidesi whenever he did as he was told. As he got older though, they started to treat him less like kin and more like a pet. During training, he found himself unable to achieve the same kind of results that Wammu could, and Kars became increasingly frustrated with him. He once warned him that if he did not catch up with the rest of them, then he would be left behind. When he woke up thousands of years later and found himself alone, he knew that he’d been abandoned.

He fully intended to take all of his grief and anger out on every single human he came across, but seeing you, he decided to make an exception. Though anger began to simmer in him as he watched you with the old man. You hadn’t even looked at him when you came in. Did you have any idea how stupid it was to blunder into enemy territory and not be on guard? He could have killed you a thousand times over before you even made eye contact with him! Why were you wasting time with that old man when you should be paying attention to him?! Santana side-stepped Joseph, who was incessantly tapping his nose and saying ridiculous things, and began to advance on you and Speedwagon.

Your back was turned to the Pillarman. You were too busy trying to release Speedwagon from his restraints to notice as Santana drew ever closer to you. He was strangely quiet for someone so large. It wasn’t until Speedwagon’s horrified gaze locked on something behind you did you turn around and find yourself face to face with the Pillarman. You gasped and instinctively put yourself between Santana and the old man, trying to shield Speedwagon from the brute. Santana just stared down at you with an unreadable expression while Speedwagon begged for you to get away.

Slowly, Santana reached out for you, his massive hand looking like it was about to clamp down on your head.

“Don’t ignore me, you prehistoric prick!” shouted Joseph.

He placed a hand on Santana’s shoulder, trying to annoy the Pillarman enough that he would forget about whatever he was planning to do to you. When Santana didn’t react, Joseph sent a jolt of Ripple energy into the flesh of his shoulder to get the point across. It certainly worked because Santana’s eye twitched and the corner of his mouth turned up into a slight snarl. His shoulder sizzled from the attack but was already healing itself. Santana slowly turned to face Joseph who was bouncing from foot to foot holding his fists up as if he were in a boxing ring.

“That’s what you get for treating me like I’m just a mosquito flying around your ear!” Joseph said, grinning obnoxiously.

Santana was giving him a blank look but you could practically feel the rage boiling off of him. Before anything else could happen, though, the sound of several booted feet stomped up the corridor and a troop of German soldiers burst into the room. They lined up on either side of a very confused Joseph and took aim at Santana. Who the blazes were these guys? Reinforcements? From where? You thought Santana had killed all the soldiers in the base! You didn’t think much more about it because you realized that while the Germans had their guns locked on Santana, you and Speedwagon were right behind him. If they fired on the Pillarman, they would take you and the old man out, too! Joseph must have realized the same thing because he was already trying to wrestle the gun out of one of the soldiers hands. The others ignored Joseph’s antics and you heard someone yell, “FIRE!”

Thinking quickly you knocked Speedwagon out of the wheelchair and onto the floor where he would be out of range of the gunfire. Seconds later you found yourself swept up in a pair of muscular arms and held to an equally muscular chest. Thinking that it was Joseph that held you, you screamed as you felt the bullets tear into him. Over the racket you heard both Speedwagon and Joseph call your name. That’s when you realized that it wasn’t Joseph that had you in his grasp. You looked up and actually felt the blood drain from your face. Staring down at you with impassive red eyes was Santana. You felt your arms and legs draw up against your body in terror. You tried to speak, working your jaw and tongue to get words out, wanting to demand or even beg him not to kill you, but you could only manage to emit squeaks of fright.

You became vaguely aware of the sound of JoJo fighting with the soldiers and more gunfire. He was angry with them for nearly killing you and Speedwagon.

“What kind of morons just burst into a room and start shooting?!” He shouted as he kicked one of them in the back of the head, knocking off his helmet and sending the soldier to dreamland. It was only then that he spotted you in the arms of the Pillarman and froze, eyes widening in horror.

“My God! Joseph! That monster has her!” Speedwagon spoke up. He, too, only just now realized what was happening.

Seeing that JoJo had stopped attacking them, the soldiers returned their attention to Santana once more taking aim. You gasped and squinted your eyes closed, not wanting to see your demise coming. Joseph prepared to send a Hamon-fueled kick to the ground under the soldiers feet to knock them off balance but he never got the chance. Santana readjusted you so that he was cradling you with one arm. He raised his free arm upwards towards the soldiers, spreading his fingers at weird angles. Just like he had before, he used the bullets that had been absorbed into his body to return fire. Each bullet shot from his fingertips hit its mark, embedding itself into the heads of each of the soldiers. Not even the ones that Joseph knocked out were spared. Only Joseph remained unscathed. He looked around himself in confusion, wondering why he didn’t get shot, too. Santana lowered his arm, readjusting you in his hold once more. He glared at Joseph the entire time. He only spared him because he had unfinished business with the upstart primitive, but he could take care of that later. Joseph had gotten over his confusion and was now glaring back at Santana with equal ferocity.

“Put my friend down right now!” He demanded, pointing a finger at the ground as if to show exactly where he wanted Santana to place you.

The Pillarman’s lips pulled away from his teeth in a snarl and he made a noise that sounded like a cross between a snake’s hiss and a dog’s growl. Joseph had the audacity to growl back at him, an action that you would have thought funny if it weren’t for the situation you were in. Santana moved slightly and Joseph seemed to know immediately what he was planning.

“Don’t you dare!” he warned the Pillarman.

Santana hissed/growled at him again, before suddenly taking off down the corridor that the German troops had just come from. The action took Joseph off guard. He was expecting the Pillarman to try to harm you in some way, not run off with you!

“JoJo! Stop him!” cried Speedwagon from where he still lay on the floor.

That was all he needed to snap out of his shocked state and into action. He took off down the corridor at full speed, desperately trying to catch up with Santana. The Pillarman’s powerful legs let him run far faster than any human though, and he was constantly maneuvering out of Joseph’s grasp as he tried to snatch you away from him. Santana went so far as to run along the walls and at some point, you even found yourself upside down as Santana began running on the very ceiling.

“Get down here, you cheater!” Joseph yelled up at him.

Joseph’s vision was suddenly obstructed as a green cloth fluttered down on top of him. During his escape from the observation lab, Santana grabbed a shirt off of one of the dead soldiers. While he and Joseph were glaring each other down, Santana had spotted a map of the base among the scattered files and papers that littered the ground after his earlier rampage. He only needed to glance at it once in order to commit it to memory. When he knew that he was coming upon an intersection, he waited for just the right moment to drop the shirt down on Joseph, obscuring his view as he darted off down the corridor that he knew led to some maintenance tunnels.

Joseph snatched the bloodstained shirt off of himself. He let out an angry shout when he realized that Santana had evaded him. That freak was a lot smarter than he seemed. There were three passages he could’ve taken: straight ahead, right, or left. He obviously didn’t keep going straight or Joseph would still be able to see him. So that left either the left or the right. Joseph debated on which way to go for a moment. In comics, the bad guys almost always take the left passage to get away from the good guys. Maybe that was the case in real life, too? He growled in frustration. He didn’t have anything else to go on, so left passage it was. He ran down the passage calling your name, hoping that the monster hadn’t hurt you. Unfortunately, real life isn’t like comic books and Santana had taken the right passage.

You were grateful when Santana began running upright again. Being upside down for so long was starting to give you a headache. You lost sight of Joseph hours ago. You tried calling out for him once, but Santana gave you such a glare that the words died on your tongue from sheer fright. But you were beginning to wonder just how long this damned corridor was. And just how long could this guy run? He’d been running for a while now and wasn’t even breathing hard!

Santana darted down a flight of stairs that seemed to lead to a basement and storage area. He slowed down to a normal walk and began searching for something. Finally he came to a set of chained up doors with a lot of writing around it. You couldn’t read German so you had no clue what it said. He pulled the doors open, snapping the chains as if they were made of paper. He then stepped inside of the room and closed the doors behind him. The lighting inside of the room was dim, but you could make out the shapes of a desk and some machines that you didn’t recognize. Santana walked to a corner of the room and plopped down on the ground, hiding in the shadows. He held you in his lap and stared at the doors, watching to see if JoJo would burst through them at any moment. After a moment, you felt him relax and he let out a quiet sigh. Then, he turned his gaze on you.

The dim light made him look especially eerie and you noted that his red eyes seemed to have a bit of a glow to them.

“Uh… hi…” you said awkwardly.

“You did not thank me.”

You blinked up at him. You had only heard him say one or two word sentences before, and usually he only seemed to repeat what others said to him. He may have said something to JoJo before, but you were too busy worrying about Speedwagon to pay much attention.

“Thank me properly.” he said. His voice was quiet and calm, but you could definitely hear the demand in it when he said that.

“I… what? W-what do you w-want me to d-do?” You stammered. “I don’t even know w-what I’m t-thanking you for.”

Santana gave you an insulted look.

“I saved your life.” he stated in a gruff, clipped tone. “The other humans would have killed you. I prevented it. Now thank me properly.”

Oh well, now you’ve made him angry.

“Thank you…?” You said lamely, not sure what he wanted.

Santana huffed and rolled his eyes. You were unfortunately as thick-skulled at any other human, in spite of your kind, gentle nature. You would have to be trained apparently. He grabbed your hand, causing you to flinch. He then guided your hand to the top of his head and moved your hand around in a motion that made it seem like you were ruffling his hair. Once or twice your palm scraped against the two small horns that jutted from his skull causing you to wince. You were surprised at how soft his hair was though. For someone that came from a time when hair care products weren’t exactly readily available yet, it seemed very healthy. After a while, he let your hand go but made sure you kept rubbing his head. He closed his eyes and nuzzled into your hand. The action caused you to blush.

Stop. Bad guys are not supposed to be cute. You mentally scolded yourself.

After a few minutes of rubbing the top of his head, you were starting to feel a little awkward.

“Okay… good Aztec Demi-God…” you said in a nervous tone and slowly pulled your hand away from his hair. When he didn’t immediately force you to start petting him again, you relaxed a little.

“I guess it’s safe to assume that you aren’t going to kill me then?” you asked, feeling a little braver.

Santana shook his head.

“No.” he said, a sleepy look in his eyes.

You glanced down at the floor longingly.

“Any chance of you putting me down?” You asked, feeling brave enough to push your luck.

Instantly, the sleepy look was gone from his eyes and he tightened his hold on you.

“NO!” he all but roared.

You cringed in his hold and didn’t say anything else.

Well it was worth a shot. You really hoped JoJo found you soon, before this situation got any more uncomfortable.

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lavenderskye29 · 7 months

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Tiktok is based off of @thornybubbles yandere Sanviento one-shot, "All I Ever Wanted". It's so good! It has great writing, Sanviento is accurately portrayed, and the situation is believable! It's a great read.

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