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alequ1u · 10 months
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Cowboys 🤠
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tojismo · 1 year
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someone to hear your p r a y e r s, 1866.
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mamoru-chiba-ua · 11 months
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butnotfriedchicken · 9 months
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matching pink steel ball run icons <3
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yanapaniyanapani · 10 months
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(SPOILERS FOR STEEL BALL RUN)
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Why does Gyro know what Dio's horse 💩 taste like.. and why do he casually taste it like he's used to these things??? ☠️
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rqzy · 9 months
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uhh i dunno to name this😄☝️☝️
cw: afab fem x gyro, unprotected sex, fingering, blowjob, praise kink, porn w/o plot
word count: 1.4k
note: idk if i should make a part 2
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Small whimpers leave your lips as you’re sprawled on a motel bed with Gyro towering over you, exploring your body no less. “You don’t mind me lifting this do you?” he asks with that stupid smirk you’ve grown accustomed to seeing throughout the race when he wins 2nd place. He lifts your skirt, as if it wasn’t already hiked up to your upper thighs, his hands trailing up and down them before resting his fingers on your inner thigh. The sensation is driving you crazy, his touch making you more desperate each time he teased you.
“Gyro quit being such a tease..” you say a bit quietly. “But bella, it's the best part,” he says, leaning into your ear and whispering it teasingly. “You’re so mean, gyro” you whine as he continues to explore your body. He trails his fingers up to your button-up before ripping it open, the buttons going everywhere as you gasp. “Gyro, that's my only good shirt!? you say still shocked. “Oh it's fine, I'll just give you one of mine,” he says smugly before placing his hands on your breasts and whispering again “Looks like we have to take that pretty bra off, huh?” he moves back as you sit up, and undo your bra in front of him embarrassed, you blush at the sight of him watching intently before the bra comes off.
“fuuuuck..bambola, you look so cute,” he says before pushing you back down “I can't wait to see how pretty you are when I fuck you.” he says before kissing you, palming your breast, fondling it as you moan quietly into the kiss. The kiss lasts for a bit before he trails his kisses down to your neck, littering it in his green lipstick. Soft whimpers leave your lips once again as he does this. “you like that don’t you?” he asks, you can feel him smiling against your skin as you hum a soft “mhm” to him. he begins to bite your neck a bit, earning another abundance of moans from you as he continues to smile against your skin. His hand slowly moves from your breast down to your lifted-up skirt as his hand trails over your panties before resting it.
“You’re so wet for me and I haven't even done that much” he chuckles before rubbing against your panties, smirking of course as he does this. “Should we take this off?” he asks, teasing you as he lifts the waistband up. You nod before he asks “Speak up y/n.” he says as his smirk grows. “Take it off, gyro.” you say with a tint of desperation in your voice before he slides your panties off, in awe of the sight he was seeing before leaning back down and kissing your neck again as he rubs a few small circles around your clit. waves of pleasure being sent through you as you’ve been craving this for so long. “f-fuck gyro..” you moan softly he continues to rub your clit before sliding two fingers in you as they pump in and out of you. Your soft moans slowly became louder as he continued, the feeling was overwhelming as he began kissing your neck a bit rough.
“mm- gyro im close” you whine to him before he removes his fingers as he looks up at you “That was only a small preparation” he snickers before standing up at the edge of the bed. “c’mere carina.” he says, gesturing before you sit at the edge of the bed. “undo my belt for me, will ya?” he asks looking down at your flushed face as you slowly undo his belt before looking up at him again. “Fuck, those pretty little eyes of yours are driving me crazy, y/n.” he says sighing before pulling his boxers down enough for his dick to spring out. He held your cheek in his hand as he spoke “suck it, please” Despite his ‘please’ nothing about his tone made it sound like much of a choice.
you didn’t mind though as you slowly took his tip into your mouth sucking softly as you began taking more of him into your mouth. He sucked air into his teeth at the view of you trying to take his dick in your mouth. “That's good, keep going, Tesoro'' he said as his breath got heavier. As you continue taking him, wrapping your hand around the shaft of his dick for whatever you couldn’t fit in your mouth. For a while you were doing a good job since Gyro would occasionally mutter some Italian curse under his breath before he placed his hand behind your head and moved your head on his dick at a fast pace. “fu-fuck, amore thats real’ good” you could tell he was getting close before you pull away. “now it wouldn’t be fair if you got to cum and i didn’t” I say pouting a bit as i look up at him before he chuckles,” that's right..you’re right, let's change that.”
he says before again pushing you onto the bed and pulling you closer to him as he lifts your legs over his shoulder as he grins at you. “you ready, y/n?” you nod eagerly at his question before he slowly slid into you, stopping to let you adjust before you gesture him to move. “you’re so fucking tight” he mumbles in between grunts as he slowly slides in and out of you. a bundle of moans leave your lips as he moves his hand to your cunt rubbing circles on your clit while he fastens his pace. You couldn’t focus on anything but him now, and he wanted that.
“I'll make you so cock drunk you won't be able to walk tomorrow, dolcezza.” he says smugly before thrusting into you quicker for a bit as you whine and whimper. “Gyro..im really fuckin’ close” you try to speak in between moans before he thrusts into you rougher as you finally reach your high and you pant for a bit recovering. You hear gyro chuckle again, confused, you look up at him. “Oh Bambina, I said I'd make you cock drunk, didn't I? You aren’t getting off that easy.” he says before pulling you to the edge of the bed and flipping you over, The sight in front of him was heaven. You fucked out from your prior orgasm, bent over the bed for him now. “fuck you so hot when you’re fucked out, I wonder what you’ll look like after I make you cum again.”
he says leaning in whispering to your ear before he pulls back and slides into you again, going at a relentless pace. “mm!.. f-fuck gyro..!!” you say sensitive and overstimulated as he slaps your ass a bit harshly making you grip the sheets and yelp. “you take me so fucking well, y/n” he says as more grunts leave his mouth as he holds your hip with one hand and while the others still on your ass. he continues to fuck you relentlessly as you feel your next orgasm coming up. You can barely form a sentence, You mumble praises to him,” G-gyro im..f-fuck..im close” As he continues his rough pace, more moans and whimpers leave your body. “S-shit Miele I am too.”
he sounds more breathy as he chases his release as he fucks you. Soon enough, you cum again moaning a bunch of curses as well as his name. “your pretty voice is gonna be the reason i fuckin’ cum, y/n.” he says in between moans before quickly pulling out and cumming on your ass as he moans a string of Italian curses under his breath. Gyro then plops onto the bed lazily before turning to you,” Bella, you're so pretty when you’re cock drunk off me~” he says before kissing your cheek. Before you could even say anything you heard a snore, he was asleep?? already? you chuckle and go to get up to shower before you feel how wobbly your legs are, you punch gyro awake. “Come shower with me, I can't walk by myself.” You say as you watch him smile widely as he wakes up from his small cat nap, “I told you , you wouldn’t be able to walk, and I'd love to shower with you..” he says before picking you up and bringing you to the bathroom to shower smirking.
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sundaifm · 9 months
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Besties
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cozle420old · 1 year
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☆gyjo heart png☆
maaaaan, I love them so much
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mrsvalentinefucker1 · 9 months
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The other woman
Johnny joestar x reader x gyro zeppeli
Out of all of your time in this race. You never thought you’d be pinned under one or your partners. That partner being , Gyro Zeppeli.
It was late at night, you were freezing, so.. you moved tents during the night. You didn’t care what tent you went in, as long as it was someone warm, and well, you hate to say it but.. gyro was the only one with enough muscle on him to sustain warmth for both of you. Johnny only had a strong upper body so it was basically 50/50 with him. That really seemed like a hassle you weren’t willing to deal with.
You crawled into the tent and cuddle under the blanket of the warm man.
He opened his eyes a little and made a groan, not to happy about being awakened.
“(Y/N)?”
You inhaled, you knew gyro wouldn’t hurt his team mate but.. he was still powerful.
“I’m sorry Gyro.. I’m just really cold..” you muttered
“So you came to cuddle me? What kind of sick prank is this” he rolled around to face you
“It’s not a prank.” You rolled your eyes
“Oh. So now you’re giving attitude to the one YOU came to in your time of need. I see.”
“Look if you want me to leave I’ll gladly go with Jo-“ before you could finish your sentence he had you pinned under his strong arms
“Wh- what’s going on” you smirked and chuckled out
“(Y/N), you disrespected me. I think you know how I am about that...” His stern tone filled your stomach with butterflies
“Yes I know..” you turned your face away from him, still under his grasp.
“Then why would you do it?”
“I- i didn’t mean it in a disrespectful way.” You looked back at him
He hummed and pressed his lips against yours, moaning into the kiss and moving your hips against his. He moved away from the kiss
“Now. Go to bed already. We have a big day.”
You nodded and laid your head on his chest
The next morning you, Gyro and Johnny made your way to the next stage. Gyro came in 1st, Johnny in 2nd and you followed in 3rd.. barley beating Diego Brando.
The women were eating this up. This was the only time Gyro had gotten first..well not counting when he got disqualified at the beginning.. but that’s besides the point. The girls surrounded him as he dismounted his horse and held her reins in his hand. He tipped his hat at the compliments and praise he earned for the women, acting as if he didn’t know what they wanted. Blowing a kiss and signing papers for the fan girls to ease them off. He had to force his way through their grasp and make his way with Valkyrie to you and Johnny.
Your face red and your heart broken.. did last night mean nothing to him?!
“(Y/N)!” He waved at you as he made his way to you “what’s with the long face?” He gripped your cheeks and shook your head gently
You slapped his hand away and walked away to get water and food for your horse, Johnny followed
“What’s wrong?” Johnny poked at the obvious elephant in the room
“Why do you want to know.” You mumbled and turned away
“Because.. I hate seeing such a nice and lovely person like you be upset.” He was obviously trying to get something but at this point you’d take any for or attention to get back at gyro
“Gyro and I kissed. He had me pinned down and he made out with me. He made me feel loved, then he wants to show off for all of them girls..”
“Did you tell him that?”
“Obviously not Johnny.” You snapped at him
“Sorry.” It was silent “well maybe you could share a tent with me tonight and we can talk about it, I can give you some advice! Yaknow I used to be sorta a playboy back in my prime.” He chuckled
An idea popped into your head. You could use Johnny to get back at Gyro
“I’d like that” you smiled and helped him with getting his horse water
That night you two shared a tent since it was still freezing, I mean it was winter after all!
“So, (Y/N)”
“Yea?” You answered
“What’s the real reason you got jealous”
“Well.. if I’m being honest, Johnny..” you cut your self off by putting your hand on his thigh “I was only trying to get your attention.. this whole time I’ve wanted you.. but feared I would have bitten off more than I could chew” you continued to stroke his ego, his cock coming to life
“M- wait a minute, you want me…?” His face became beet red
You nodded “I’ve wanted you since I seen you fight in the 3rd stage~”
Your hand trailed up his thigh and onto his member
His cock was fully hard now.
“B-but what about Gyro. Wont he be back soon..?” You knew Johnny was right… but you didn’t care, Gyro deserved to be hurt how you were.
“It’ll be quick..” you took his cock out and slid it into your mouth
After a few minutes, Gyro came back early. There was no more fire wood where you three were.
“(Y/N).. you- your mouth feels so good..” Johnny huffed out
Gyro heard this and slung the tent entrance open and yanked you up
“You whore! What is going on here!?” He yelled at you and Johnny
“Gyro! It’s not what it looks like! I was just helping (Y/N)!”
“Yea you were helping alright” he slapped you across the face
“Did last night mean nothing you filthy slut!? You just like being passed around, huh..” you stayed quiet. Another slap came across your face “Answer me whore!”
“Yes.. I guess you could say that” you mumbled nonchalantly. Gyros face went from angry to enraged. Johnny still sitting there with his cock out.. which was kind of awkward since Gyro carried you out of the tent by your shirt and threw you onto the ground.
“Since you want to be a little slut, I guess I’ll treat you like one.” Gyro yanked your pants off and took his cock out. Your home already more willing to welcome him in. “Johnny. Get your ass out here” Johnny made his way over to you two
“Oh my god! Gyro that thing is massive! Put it away!” Johnny shut his eyes closed
“Oh shut up. Get to using (Y/N)’s mouth since you didn’t get to finish early”
Your heart was racing. Your plan hadn’t really gone as planned but hey it was better this way I guess
Johnny stuffed his hardening cock back into your mouth and Gyro began pushing his cock into your hole, your eyes widened as he snapped hips into you without giving you a single second to adjust to his size
Gyro took notice to this
“Oh what? A slut can’t keep their word? Disgusting. Isn’t that right Johnny?”
“M-ah- ye- yea you’re a dirty dirty whore, (Y/N)” he punctuated your name with a hard thrust
Gyro looked at johnnys face and then yours
“Such a talented tongue. How many lies did you tell to get that” he chuckled. Thrusting into you as he held on your hips
You were shaking, the over stimulation was too much, Johnny began to pinch and twist your nipples, you moaned around his cock… the vibrations making him whine
Gyro was pounding into you while calling you nasty names and moaning about how you planned this, and we’ll it wasn’t far from the truth..
“I bet you did this to prove something, huh?! What was it (Y/N)~”
You clenched your eyes, Johnny was still abusing your throat.
“Had to of been those girls you were flirting with..” Johnny stammered out
“At the stage?” Gyro bit is lip and Johnny nodded
“What a needy bitch..” he mumbled
Johnny fucked your throat and came down your throat then pulled out and kissed you
“How filthy (Y/N)” Johnny kissed the shell of your ear
“You want me to fill you?” You nodded and put your hands over your face to hide your lewd expressions
Johnny got note of that and took your hands and held them down..
“I’m going to fill you, just how you wanted.. you better thank me tesoro..” he continued to thrust into you and fuck you hard, like you were nothing but a toy
“Ah thank you G-Gyro! I love it! I love you”
You pulled away from Johnny and reached down and started playing with yourself
“Naughty naughty” Gyro swatted your hand away. You whined, but then he starts playing with you by himself “now, give your hands back to Johnny. Be an obedient bitch.. if you know what good for you!” He thrusted into you as Johnny took your hands and kissed them praising you
“You’re doing good, (Y/N).. taking him like that”
You moaned as you reached your orgasm, Gyro continued to thrust into you until he came.. then the two men admired your dipping cum filled hole.
You were a whimpering, moaning, incoherent mess. It was adorable
“Now.” Gyro threw you something to clean up with “don’t disrespect me again.” He wiped his face off “nyohoho”
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Buy me a Kofi! ☕️
Definitely not required but they do help:)
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treeflesh-moved · 1 year
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mmmfghhgmm,,, yuumy borgir,,
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pfpanimes · 1 year
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⌕ jojo bizarre adventure · random icons.
like or reblog if you save/use.
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opossumbucket · 6 months
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tbh if my name was Julius I wouldn’t tell ppl my actual name either
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blueandgreenpoll · 1 year
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Round 1
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phvntom-limbs · 10 months
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If I Could Be With You Tonight
Gyro / Reader ·˚ ༘ 1.2k ·˚ ༘ SFW - Angst / Comfort
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Gyro hadn’t quite figured out what to do with himself. When the pain had subsided he found himself shocked he could even register the change. There was supposed to be nothing, why was there something? Why was he stuck in the space between? And why, above all else, was he staring down at himself laying in the dirt and reddened water? He tried to kick the body beneath him but all it caused was a slight disturbance of his hair. Air, he’d been reduced to air. He couldn’t return to that husk, no matter how drawn to it he was. His gaze moved to the space around him, wincing as Valentine unloaded more bullets into his body. Unnecessary… He looked at the others: Johnny’s tear streaked cheeks, Lucy laying across Valkyrie and… you. 
You seemed to exist in a vacuum for him, moving free from the clutches of time and stumbling to his body’s side. There was just you, and him, and a sea of blurred colour beyond. Your hair hung across your eyes and clung to your cheeks, hiding your face from the world as you hunched over Gyro’s body, pressing shaking hands into his wounds like the pressure would help.
He wanted to take your hands and wash his blood from them in the ever-shifting water, to cease their shaking and tell you that it was okay. But the light fell through him and his touch through you. Gyro sighed, crouching down and acting as a breeze to pull your hair from your face. Your eyes were pink, wet lashes sticking together and shimmering. You were beautiful, today, in a way that wasn’t his anymore. The light in your eyes had snuffed out, shadows took its place and he mourned what his death had taken from you. 
For as long as he had loved you, he had been foolishly fond of the idea that if one of you died first, he wanted it to be you. He wanted nothing but peace for you, and the image of you grieving him stung; he could carry the weight of you for the rest of his life alone but you? You deserved peace. Finality. Not this, not his blood on your hands, not wet cheeks, not a dry bite in your throat as you fought back more tears. After all of this, he cursed himself for dying first after he had silently made that promise. But he knew he was right: you didn’t deserve this. Any of it. Was he selfish to wish for that?
After a while, Gyro resorted to watching from the sidelines and not once did he fear for you or the others. Complete and utter faith in those he had left behind sunk in as he observed. There was a pride that came from seeing Valentine put to his knees like that and then…
“...I can do that.”
Before anyone else can speak, Gyro heard your voice cut through it all, “No.”
Valentine’s gaze snapped to you, shock burning behind his eyes, “No? What do you mean no?”
“Johnny, he’s messing with you,” you muttered, “It wouldn’t be our Gyro. He wouldn’t be the one we love, would he? It would be a puppet. I know it… I know it hurts, but we shouldn’t be selfish or flippant, not with Valentine and not for Gyro.”
The blond paused, catching your eye and thinking, wiping tears from his cheeks before looking down and sighing, “You’re right, we shouldn’t…”
“I’m going to miss him too, but I would rather miss him truthfully than learn to love a lie.”
There was a moment of silence that followed, where Gyro stood himself between the two of you and took in your steeled expressions - no matter how tear soaked. Sad but strong, mourning but determined. Johnny raised his head, and braced before shooting a nail between Valentine’s eyebrows and silently daring the man to move again. Silence once more. All except a slight breeze rustling foliage and birds overhead. 
In the quiet, you rushed over to the water and pulled Gyro’s body from the waves and onto dry land. You brushed his hair from his face as he’d done for you, shaky breaths racking your chest as you cupped his face and ran your thumbs over his cheeks. His eyes were steadily glossing over and his pupils were dilating, the beautiful green getting swallowed up by black. You were losing him, but so slowly. The water had made him colder and you fought back the urge to wrap him in your coat, as if it would do anything for him. 
After a moment, Johnny came over and rested a hand on your shoulder, kneeling down beside you, “We’ll take him home.”
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Gyro had grown tired of the form he had taken. He’d been wholly unprepared for the limbo he’d been plunged into, and he feared that soon he’d be slipping away into the aether whether he was truly ready or not - he refused to waste his time. 
He stayed with you most nights, feeling as though he had no other home to visit. Sometimes, there was a hopeful and perhaps misguided thought that you could sense him when the lights burned low and a bizarre chill slipped under the door but nothing was ever done. Until summer arrived and the chill was welcomed, to which Gyro swore he heard a gentle ‘Thank you, my love’ fall from tired lips as you rolled over in bed. To him, that set it all in stone. Whether that was wishful thinking or true faith, it gave his spirit strength. 
You found that summer particularly difficult. The heat and humidity made sleeping soundly an almost nightly trial and most of your evenings were spent staring at the ceiling and idly fanning yourself. Gyro wished he could be there with you most of all on those nights. He wanted to find you ice, and help you get cool while he pretended not to suffer the same heat himself. He wanted to fan you, and quietly sing you to sleep - you deserve the rest. He fought hard that summer to stay with you, to bring chilled night air in and help you drift off. 
He was gone by mid-fall. You stopped feeling the gentle breeze and at first you presumed it to be autumn’s indecisive weather but even on the hotter nights there was hardly a draught. There was no way for you to know but he was mustering strength and pushing it towards one last show of affection before the stars stole him away.
You discovered it one night, in your bedside table. A small piece of paper, a little tattered, laying on top of your books and trinkets, begging to be read.
“Never fade in the dark. Remember you will always burn as bright as you did the night I met you ~ Gyro.”
The script was uneven, inconsistent and a little shaky but despite all that it was so clearly his. You hadn’t been imagining it at all. All those warm nights where a breeze cooled the sweat on your brow and lulled you into a deep sleep and the sense of safety that pushed you forward after the race. He’d been with you. You carefully slipped the paper into your pillowcase before going to the window and opening it wide, tilting your head up to the clear night sky. Stars and constellations twinkled in front of the dark backdrop and you smiled as your eyes were caught by a brilliant emerald glimmer.
“Sleep well, Gyro.”
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squishedopossum · 6 months
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idk why but I thought it'd be fun to draw gyjo but like on a 5 colour scheme, it was fun to make but I think it looks like literal shit so idk.
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the blue was meant to be purple
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natsuki-bakery · 1 year
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Johnny x Gyro ship moodboard
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"Everything is better with you. Everything has been better since you."
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