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dollwrites · 5 months
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𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader ( service top ), power bottom!dio, pegging, restraints, degradation, masturbation ( him ), all characters featured are aged 18+
𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3
𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 ∣ day eighteen [ dio brando + pegging ]
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you could beg him all you wished.
you could scream and cry your please, masters until your throat was raw, and you choked on the dryness of your own mouth, but he still wouldn’t give you any pleasure. he was determined to make you suffer, and suffer you were doing, exactly.
Dio elicits a soft, throaty chuckle at your pitiful whimper, and he tilts his head to one side, peering down at you. “My, my, is my little possession feeling entitled, today?”
the visage of him hunkered down over you, knees spread wide and balancing on the balls of his feet, was driving you insane. your blurry eyeline trails along the slick, rubber cock that disappears as he descends upon it with a symphony of breathy grunting accompanying the action, and you’re so envious. he takes the fake phallus akin to the way that you usually take his cock, and even from your position, flat on the bed with your arms bound to together at the wrists above your head, you could see the way the pinkish ring clenched around the toy as he fucked it.
“I love that look on your face.” Dio swoons, wrapping one mighty fist around his cock and pumping in merciless, rapid-fire strokes, while his other palm rests on one knee, and he bounces up and down on the toy strapped to your groin. “That envious look. You hate to watch me have all the fun, don’t you?” your master muses, a devious grin etching his lips over sharp, pearly fangs. “What’s the matter? Do you hate me for not letting you feel good, too? Do you want to curse your master for it?”
“N-no, master…” you whine, laying your head to the side, watching him use you, before you added in a soft, pathetic tone, “I just… am begging for you to touch me, too. Or, a-at the very least, let me touch y-you—“ your eyes glue themselves to the way he jerked himself off; you could offer a much softer, warmer grasp. hell, you would even let him spit on your hands until they were dripping, that way your grasp felt more like your drooling cunt.
Dio’s brows screwed into a distasteful scowl as he huffs, and reaches out to plant his free hand on your chest, instead. the power and weight behind the movement is enough to knock the breath from your lungs, and you croak in response, eyelids fluttering. “Do you think me so weak, little fuck slave, that you could bat your eyelashes and pout, and I would give you exactly what you wanted?” he didn’t wait for an answer, sneering, he leans closer, his hips rocking back and forth as he takes to toy to its hilt, and moans in satisfaction. “You want so badly to feel pleasure, too, but your master has no use for your sloppy hole today. I want to get fucked,” his harsh words and the disregard he holds for your own ecstasy adds fuel to the wicked eroticism of this moment— of your master using you for his own gratification. “And, if I have to tie you to the bed and strap a fake cock on you in order to get what I want, I will do so. And you will thank me, once again, for the opportunity to please me; it is a privilege not many are gifted.” his abysmal, razor like fingernails scrape at your chest, dragging along one, hardened nipple, threatening to break your skin, and you shudder. “Because you, my little piece of meat, are little more than furniture to me.”
your eyes roll back at that.
why did your pussy clench when he compared you to furniture?
had Dio Brando truly broken you to the point of getting off for him, even as he demeaned you, and reduced you to nothing of worth?
you gargle a moan, your back arching as if in hopes to drive the dildo deeper into him, but his weight crashes down on you, pinning you in place. “Master!” you cry out, tears in your eyes, as your core weeps for his attention. a flick of his finger, at the very least, underneath the leather harness. “Please! I am going mad!”
“Fuckable furniture.” the rough pad of his thumb scrapes against the slit on his broad, pink tip, before he thrusts himself into his hand, gripping and moaning, swirling his hips to feel every inch of the cock jammed inside of him. Dio throws his head back with a happy grunt. “And furniture doesn’t fucking move. Furniture doesn’t beg for attention when it is owed none. Furniture is silent and subservient, dearest fucktoy.”
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dollwritesarchive · 1 year
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one of my favorite headcanons for dio is that he doesn't allow his darling to wear panties. maybe even forbids it. he just loves easy access <3
𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader, dubcon, edging, fingering, little bit of degradation/humiliation because dio is and always will be a big meanie, almost blade play ( his sharp ass nails ), suggested past abuse / sexual conditioning ( from dio ), orgasm denial / control, all characters featured are 18+
𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ it’s always a good day when i get to write filth for the man, the myth, the legend: dio brando. do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. thanks for reading < 3
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“Do you even have the faintest clue why panties are forbidden, pet?” Dio asks, without looking up from the book resting against his crossed knees. “Page.”
with your fingers trembling, you obediently flip the page he’s done reading, shaking your head with a muffled and shy, “Nn— Nn.” with the hemming of your skirt stuffed into your mouth, you’re forced to bite down on it and keep it in place, high and out of the way of your vampire lord’s malignant digits.
the room was icy cold, but you weren’t trembling because of that. your thighs were shaking and sticky from his constant, torturously slow stroking of your sex. the length of his finger slotting between your weeping folds to probe, and you clench around air with a timid whimper. then, his thick knuckle grazed in circles, until your back arched and you tried to ride it. he would, then satisfied with your desperation to be stretched open, drag the sharpest point of his dagger-like, abysmal nail to tease your tender clit, threaten to cut into you.
your body wants to jerk back, escape his cruel taunting, but you were trained much better than that. you stood as still as you could, with your knees bent inwards against each other so that they don’t buckle, and watch his hand disappear between your legs as he tenderizes your sex, and then reappear a few moments later, sticky with your essence.
“No?” he teases, quirking a brow, but his crimson eyes stay locked on the page he’s currently reading, “Of course not. Why should you? After all, does a lapdog understand why it is that her master smacks her muzzle for yapping too loudly? Or does she simply accept that to yowl incessantly will get her popped in her pretty, little face?” there were memories behind his metaphor— the scariest moments of your time with Dio, when you disobeyed or annoyed him. you, too, had found your cheek stinging from his massive palm making contact, and had been banished from his lap to sleep on the cold, hard stone floor for your insolence.
“Page.”
you turn to the next. and you nod to show that you understand: it didn’t matter if you knew why Dio put the rules in place that he did for you, all that mattered was that you obeyed them.
“But, I will tell you.” two fingers worm their way to spread your netherlips apart, and you mewl and grip bundles of chiffon with your teeth, saliva soaking through the fabric. “I will never allow you to wear panties because of this right here. How easy it is to edge your soft, warm cunt when she’s completely exposed. Vulnerable.” when you shudder at the sordid way each syllable rolls off his sinful tongue, you catch a peek at his impish grin, before he jabs his middle finger against your entrance, with just enough force to feel your canal try to welcome the digit in, but he doesn’t slip it inside.
“L—Lord D—Dio!” you cry, the need to feel him take you all but overwhelming and you careen against his hand, hoping to coerce his fingers inside, “P—pleeeethhh…” you mumble, slurred, through your makeshift gag.
“I will have your little cunt drooling and tender for me whenever I please. Like she is right now, so hungry for cock that you can hardly stay upright. Milking air, wishing, begging for me to fuck it. You want me right now, don’t you? You want nothing more than for me to hollow you out? Break your body and your mind with my cock?”
you nod fervently, eyelids heavy with lust from his words alone, and your hips twitch and wriggle, whining for him to do whatever he wanted to you.
his eyes turn up from the page, and stare at your visage, nearly convulsing on his palm, before his tongue scrapes over a pearly fang, one signature dimple visible in the candlelight as he croons. “How much longer can you take this teasing, I wonder? Minutes? Hours?” you were shaking your head, hot tears in the corners of your eyes, but he kept going, as if he enjoyed how nervous the idea of being edged for hours made you. how frightened it made you. “Or perhaps, I leave you soiled and needy now, and play with you every day following, you’ll wake up, tied to my bed, with me between your legs, sucking on your sugary cunt— bringing you right to the very cusp of orgasm and then snatching it away from you no matter how you beg and cry for a release, until you’re so sensitive that the very sound of my voice in the dark alone forces you to cum.” your eyes roll back, defeated and moaning pathetically as he pulls his hand back from between your hips. your jaw hangs slack; the skirt of your dress sagging back into a skewed version of its place, and Dio shoves his dripping fingers into your mouth instead, forcing you to taste just how badly you want him, pushing them deep until you gurgle and choke on them. “The possibilities to torment you are endless and exciting, my love, and that’s why you will never wear panties again. Turn the Page.”
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Being a good guy, on the side of the hero, on the side of light, on the side of right fighting. Being good friends with the hero, always at their side and fighting for them. Everything is right.
Until you go missing. They search and search for you, putting them and the others in more danger as time passes. They search for so long, growing stronger and closer to their goal in the process. They can only hope that they’ll find you at the end.
And finally, they find you…in the lap of the enemy. Bouncing on their cock, arm around their shoulder, hand on their neck as you look over your shoulder and see your friend. Your eyes widen and your hips stutter in their pace, the enemy grabbing you and slamming you down again. As they force you to continue, all you can do is look at your friends, hope they can see the tears in your eyes, the remorse, the fear, the pleas for help.
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chrollohearttags · 5 months
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nightgowns vs. lingerie
how they like their pretty little gifts packaged.
content + themes: riding, backshots, mirror sex, missionary, finger sucking, spanking/slapping, clothes ripping, some other thangs.
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nightgowns
he personally has no time to waste on untying harnesses and bows..don’t get him wrong, you look good in your little lace teddies and Fenty sets. Hair styled and makeup done to the tee. But it’s not needed..he’ll just end up smearing it before the night’s end. So it’s only natural he prefers you in that $10 dollar ensemble from a Walmart rack with your silk bonnet on. No panties underneath and your big tits and ass swaying freely….makes for much easier access when it’s late night and he’s in a mood. One minute, you’re standing at the bathroom mirror brushing your teeth, the next you’re on your knees, sucking his dick. Letting him make an absolute mess of your freshly washed face. From there, he’s bending you over with a fistful of that nightgown curled in between his fingers. He’s pounding you from the back, leaving heavy handed slaps on your ass and forcing you to look at how pretty you look taking him. Even in your simplest form. “Ah-haaa…fuck me..” moaning through the three fingers hooked into the side of your cheek. That recoil and creamy pussy is driving him insane and he’s so glad he didn’t have to rip off any pesky underwear to get it. It’s even easier to hoist it over your head and render you completely nude before carrying to the bedroom to continue his fun. From laying on your side, lifting your leg and hitting it the way he wants. You two end up having the nastiest sex that night because he can’t control himself! Overstimulating you over and over until you’re a squirting mess all over his sheets. “Told you not to wear this thing around me, baby..you look so fucking sexy..” And It always hits different after he’s gotten some weed or alcohol in his system or it’s been a long day. Yeah, you may have been embarrassed at first wearing it around him but he loves that damn thing and loves you even more!
eren, ony, connie, reiner, choso, nanami, sukuna, ace, zoro, draken, mikey, law, rengoku, toji, usopp, hanegezuka, tengen, avdol, aran, bokuto, aomine, kagami + anyone else you’d like
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lingerie
he prefers taking his time to disrobe you. There’s something so elegant to him about seeing your pretty body wrapped in some sultry two piece he brought as a gift…corsets, bras, fishnets, heels..the works. He’s a man of couth and class so he loves his women all the same. Watching you strut into the bedroom in those tall shoes. You start to do a little striptease for him but he wants to enjoy this for himself. Tracing his fingertips up and down the curvature of your body..rubbing your nipples through the material of your leather and lace until he peels them off. “Mmmm..so pretty, baby. Looks so good on you.” His lips are tracing delicately down your skin and one by one, he unravels the layers. Licking and nipping at your flesh in the same breath. He knows the anticipation is killing you. That much is apparent by the faint scent of your heat hitting his nostrils and the blatant wetness drummed up from his fingertips. “Sorry, my love. Just let me take my time.” Oh, he’s having a blast turning you into a dribbling mess; once he’s got you to the point of brimming tension and near release, he finally rips them away and gets down to business. Lying you on the mattress, spreading your legs wide open and devouring your pussy until you’re trembling..trickling down his chin. Only after removing your thong with his teeth. Holding your hands and allowing those heels to scathe his back before they coil around his neck. Trust, all of his foreplay is coming to good use because by the time he’s inside of you, you’re gripping him like you never want him to leave it. “You look so beautiful…just like this.” Feeding you deep, passionate strokes. Telling you how gorgeous you are and giving you tons of praise . He’s going equally as slow as he was in the entire arousal process..a gentle clutch around your throat and you suckling on his fingers, it’s a prefect sight. Especially with that multicolored material shifted down to your tummy, serving as the ideal harness. Reigning you on his cock when he speeds up. He’s getting so close he can barely even keep pace; drumming up splatters of squirt from within you. He’s damn near ripped that lingerie from your frame and although he planned for this to be an intimate, passion filled evening of love making, he can’t but help but to get a little salacious after seeing you all dolled up, just for him.
gojo, geto, jean, erwin, levi, shinichiro, mitsuya, hisoka, chrollo, jotaro, sanji, giyuu, shanks, mihawk, aokiji, alucard + anyone else you’d like to add.
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rougepancake · 8 months
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Just My Type
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FT. Jonathan Joestar, Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo, Josuke Higashikata, & Giorno Giovanna
WARNINGS: Sexually explicit content under cut. Minors and ageless blogs dni. Fem!Reader. Stalking, panty stealing, inappropriate use of stands, pervy jojos, masturbation, accurate to their individual timelines. Don Giorno and Cop Josuke. NOT PROOFREAD!!
SUMMARY: Perv headcanons for the JoJo’s up through part five. Might make one for the JoBros-
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JONATHAN JOESTAR
Out of all of them, he feels the most guilt
He’s a gentleman, after all
First it starts out with him eyeing your body, taking subtle peeks throughout the day
It then escalates to him brushing against you gently, and it kills him
There’s not much he can do outside of watching you and getting off to you before bed
SPEAKING OF THAT-
He humps his pillow
God he’s so desperate and needy too
Especially when you have no idea. For whatever reason, it makes his heart swell
But he feels so bad about it. What if you ever found out? What would you do? Do you feel the same way about him??
Once saw you riding your horse and was genuinely never the same after that
There was something about how determined you looked, with that wistful look in your eyes that just turned him on
He’s so down bad that he asked Dio for advice
“Get her drunk and convince her to stay. She’s stupid enough anyways.” “Grope her… duh…”
Dio does NOT give two shits about wether not his advice is legal
However, Jonathan follows through with the alcohol one
It’s his only chance to get close to you outside of studying alongside you
And to his surprise, you come over and share some wine with him
Thankfully, you wind up getting tipsy first, which gives him the chance to make his move
“Ah, y/n. It’s not safe for you to travel back to your estate in such a condition. Allow me to provide you with somewhere to spend the night.”
He lets you stay in his bed, and even convinces you to wear his clothes to bed
Snuck into the room while you were asleep and just watched you
Oh how he wanted to touch you, to feel you, but he couldn’t. It felt like he couldn’t do anything about his feelings for you and it bothered him so
Also practically ruined his clothes once he got them back. (Listen man sometimes it’s hard to get cum stains out-)
Dio never lets him hear the end of it and proceeds to give him shitty advice
JOSEPH JOESTAR
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again- this man is a WHORE‼️
He has no shame whatsoever and refuses to keep his feelings for you a secret
In fact, you can barely tell if he’s kidding or not when he hits on you
He steals your clothing
Shirts? Gone. Bras? Never to be seen again. Panties? Oh he’ll steal them, ruin them, and then slip them back into your dresser when he’s over
He loves the idea of getting away with it, and it turns him on to know that you’re just as clueless as ever
Slips pictures of himself into your house, leaving them on the counter to make you think of him
Honestly thinks he’s so smooth (Caesar thinks he’s fucking weird)
Has no problem with smacking your ass out of the blue
Also really likes to pick you up and bury his face in your chest
Has collected various photos of you and gets off to them almost every night
Like it’s just a pic of you smiling and he’s hard as hell
While Jonathan whimpers and begs, Joseph moans and mutters
On the loudness scale he’s about 13/10
He does not give a flying FUCK about who hears him
Talks dirty while he fucks his hand, closing his eyes to picture your beautiful face between his legs, smiling up at him
Yeah he likes to take sneak peeks of you in the bath, so what?!
Does all of this with the mentality of “she’ll be mine eventually, so I’m entitled to a head start-“
JOTARO KUJO
Feels a little guilty about it at first, but never feels that way ever again once he gets ahold of a Polaroid of you in a bikini
Carries that shit around with him EVERYWHERE
He has also collected various photos of you, and has a mini photo album that’s dedicated to pictures of you smiling
Sorry but I think he’s into dacryphilia
Sure he loves to see you happy and enjoying yourself, but he just thinks you look so pretty when you cry
He fucking loves it when you come to him in tears, taking it as his chance to wrap his arm around you and bring you in closer to him
He constantly tells you that you’re annoying, but would smash you in a heartbeat
Enemies to lovers bs but he’s in love with you from the start
He prefers to steal your bras over anything else (he seriously has a thing for tits-) and DOES NOT give them back until they stop smelling like you
He also (occasionally) steals your shirts and replaces them with his own. The idea of you walking around in one of his shirts when it’s too big for you really gets him going
Loves to take you out for drinks and then escort you back home
Even better if you’re a lightweight
It gives him a reason to carry you back to your place and tuck you in bed
Once found your ‘special drawer’ while snooping around and fucking stole your vibrator
Granted, he bought you a much better one and snuck it into your drawer, but you were pissed when you noticed it’s absence
He has, and will continue to, use Star Platinum/The World to stop time and get his hands on you
Even if it’s just for a few seconds, he’ll be thinking about it all day
Oh god and Star Platinum loves you too
Grabs and holds you. 10/10 cuddler, even if Jotaro is incredibly embarrassed
You’ve always just seen it as ‘Jotaro’s lonely side’ and nothing more, so you don’t tell off Star
Star has been known to sneak away from Jotaro just to hang out with you
If you and Joot ever end up sharing a hotel room together for any reason, Star will hump you in your sleep
Now, Jotaro lets out low grunts and moans, but is typically quiet when getting off. STAR PLATINUM???? Fucking whimpers and whines like there’s no tomorrow
This man is hanging on by a thread
JOSUKE HIGASHIKATA
Man
On the guilt scale, he’s second place for sure
Feels HORRIBLE
But is also like his dad with the “yolo” mentality
Steals your shirts and shorts, sleeps in them (even if they’re too small), and refuses to give them back
Like your clothes just keep vanishing and you’re like ???
Has used Crazy Diamond to sneak into your place and has no real intentions of stopping
Has a shit ton of photos of you sleeping hidden away in his room
Really just wants to hear you call him a good boy
When he’s needy, he is NEEDY. Humps his pillow, whimpers, whines, the whole ass package
His hand just isn’t enough for him anymore
Unlike his father, he’s not brave enough to get close to you or touch you. My guy can’t even hug you without turning a bright shade of red
Oh and if you come over to play games with him, he’s a total goner
Absolute mess of a man
Can’t do shit without being embarrassed, so he’s a lot less weird than the others
But by god what he would give to hear you call him a good boy
It’s like his one dream
Rohan once used Heaven’s Door on him to get more dirt on him and has (some) no regrets. Will never let Josuke hear the end of it.
“Ohoho you like y/n? Josuke you good for nothing pervert. Give the woman a break.”
Prays that one day you’ll be in trouble and he’ll be the officer sent out to save you
GIORNO GIOVANNA
He’s one second away from going full blown yandere
You can’t change my mind
He’s got everything he needs at his fingertips, and could easily take you away without having to lift a finger
Openly flirts with you, but treats you with such respect that you can’t tell if he’s just being nice or not
Also spoils you
Buys you anything he’s ever seen you take interest in
Even if you don’t really want it, it WILL show up at your door eventually
Makes sure to sign his gifts to you so you don’t forget who it is that’s spoiling you like this
Kisses your hand and cheeks in a way that he claims is platonic
Loves it when you trust him enough that you can come to him for anything. Gossip? Do tell. Something bothering you? Just let him know and he’ll have it all sorted out in no time
I shit you not he makes you sit on his lap while you tell him about your day
You think it’s because the two of you are such good friends, but he actually just loves the sight of you pressed against him
His voice gets higher pitched when he gets off, and he begs a version of you that doesn’t exist to let him cum, pleading with you over and over
Eventually, he’ll start to feel bad about it, but he’d much rather live in the moment
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xxsabitoxx · 8 months
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xxSabitoxx Imagines/Drabbles Masterlist
╰┈➤ Return to Master Post
╰┈➤ Full Fic Masterlist
╰┈➤ Headcanon Masterlist
Updated Aug.12th 2023
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Awkward Encounter | Gyutaro x AFAB Reader | FLUFF/SUGGESTIVE 
Play Fight | Shinobu x AFAB Reader | SUGGESTIVE 
Shit Talker | Sanemi x GN Reader | SMUT
Sanemi Falls In Love For The First Time | Sanemi x GN Reader | FLUFF
Rengoku Falls In Love For The First Time | Rengoku x GN Reader | FLUFF
Plush | Rengoku x Tengen x Wives x Reader | FLUFF/SMUT
Take it and Shut Up | Megumi x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Stay Still | Sukuna x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
Attention Please! | Tengen x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Caught in the Rain | Tengen x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
Earn It | Shinobu x AFAB Reader | SMUT
First | Nobara x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Just For You | Inumaki x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Seven Minutes in Heaven | Giyu x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Seven Minutes in Heaven | Itadori x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Referring to Them as a “friend”| Giyu, Rengoku, Sanemi | NO SET GENRE 
Dating Okkotsu Yuta | Yuta x GN Reader | FLUFF/SMUT
JJK and Your Habit of being Topless | JJK Characters x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE 
Dating Rengoku (Modern AU) | Rengoku x GN Reader | FLUFF/SMUT/ANGST
Mornings with Sanemi | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Singer Shinobu | Singer Shinobu x AFAB Shy Reader | FLUFF/SMUT
Bathing with Giyu | Giyu x GN Reader | NO SET GENRE 
Gojo & Geto Fighting for your Attention | Gojo & Geto x GN Reader | NO SET GENRE 
Childhood Friends | Megumi x AFAB Reader | FLUFF
Winning His Heart | Akaza x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Dramatic Megumi | Megumi x AFAB Reader | FLUFF 
His Favorite | Douma & Reader | NO SET GENRE 
Irresistible | Akaza x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
His Personal Assistant | Hawks x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE
First Love | Kakyoin x AFAB Reader | FLUFF
No Escaping | Sukuna x AFAB Reader | SMUT
A Guiding Hand | Rengoku x NB Reader | SMUT
Tempest | Sanemi x AFAB Demon Reader | MILD DEAD DOVE /SMUT
Cravings | Sanemi x AFAB Pregnant Reader | FLUFF
The Fourth Wife | Tengen & Wives x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE
Mornings with Makio | Makio x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE
Mornings with Hinatsuru | Hina x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE
Mornings with Suma | Suma x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE
Smile | Megumi x AFAB Reader | SMUT
I Hate Him | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | FLUFF
Uzui Gang & Public Tension | Tengen x Wives x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Tengen & His Husband | Tengen x AMAB Reader | FLUFF/SUGGESTIVE
Reward | Muzan x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Loosen Up | Sanemi x Giyu x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Team Bucciarati & Walking in on you Changing | Bucci Gang x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE
College Roommates Shinobu | Shinobu x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Easy | Douma x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Cut | Aki x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE
Needy | Geto x AFAB Reader | SMUT
I Want a Baby | Tengen x AFAB Reader | FLUFF/SMUT
Experience | Kishibe x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Promise Me | Giyu x GN Reader | ANGST
Being Sanemi’s Tsugoku | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE
Sanemi at the Butterfly Estate  | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Secret Relationship | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | FLUFF
Sanemi being Vocal | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Exploring with Sanemi | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | CRACK/FLUFF
Dating Dabi | Dabi x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE
Sanemi and his Newborn | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE
Urogi’s Sensitive Wings | Urogi x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Personal Heater | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE
Sensitive Aizetzu | Aizetsu x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Rengoku’s Nurse | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Twenty One | Rengoku x GN Reader | FLUFF/ANGST
Tengen and your Panties | Tengen x AFAB Reader | SUGGESTIVE 
Kyojuro and his Newborn | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | FLUFF
Drunk Giyu | Giyu x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Drunk Tengen | Tengen x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Drunk Kyojuro | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Pissing off Sanemi | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SUGGESTIVE 
Recoil | Haganezuka x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Meeting the Rengoku Family | Rengoku x GN Reader | FLUFF
Stalker Giyu | Giyu x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Pride Month Imagines | Tengen | Shinobu | Rengoku & Giyu
Pull Out | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | SMUT w/concerning themes 
Lecture | Rengoku x AFAB Kocho Sister Reader | SUGGESTIVE/CRACK
Keeping Secrets | Giyu x AFAB Wife Reader | FLUFF
Never Mine | Geto x GN Reader | SMUT?/ANGST
Pheromone Perfume | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Guard Dogs | Satoru + Suguru x GN Reader | NO SET GENRE
Competition 15k special | Sanemi x Giyu x AFAB Reader | SMUT
Karoke 15k special | Satoru x Suguru x AFAB Reader | SMUT
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salaciousdoll · 6 months
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✩˚。⋆ ⋆ ⋆ Reflection and invisibility ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ˚。✩
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・˳ . ⋆ Featuring Risotto Nero x La squadra!Fem!reader ・˳ . ⋆
୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Be advised to the warnings of Risotto and Reader both being Assassins in Passione, Boss!Giorno, Au where everyone is alive and thriving, smut, hardcore fucking, katoptronophilia( fucking in front of mirror), body worship, reader is a stand user but it’s not used( none of their stands are except illuso, voyeurism, dirty talking, degradtion kink up 1000 in here, there’s praise here and there, dick drunk reader and pussy drunk Risotto, backshots, reader has a voice kink, Risotto cracks subliminal jokes here and there( he’s a little jokester when he was fighting doppio in the anime), pet names in Italian( I really tried here but pet names such as bunny, slut, beautiful, doll, Angel, etc.), your ex is Bruno, Risotto has dick piercings( frenum ladder), Risotto makes you count the amount of thrust he gives you, edging, and mention of somnophillia at the end. Oh and Dark content. Wc: 2.7k
Minors do not interact, 18+ Only!
ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•゚Note from Salaciousdoll: This is my first time writing for JJBA as a whole and my first time writing for Risotto as well… I really hope you all enjoy this fic even if you don’t watch jjba, hope I can convince you babies to watch it with this fic. If you know Italian please tell me if the words are wrong. ‘Grazii assai mia bellissima, bambola’= Thank you very much, my beautiful doll, ‘Angelo’ = Angel, ‘ coniglio’ = bunny, ‘Bambola’= doll, ‘sudicio’ = dirty , ‘troia’= slut
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Risotto Nero was a man everyone either heard of or came into contact with. Both encounters could build up the emotion of fear and the feeling of danger, nothing else. The man could kill without a blink of an eye or a movement of cringe. To everyone else, he was a man who they feared just by either his tall stature or his black sclera eyes combining with the red pupils to compliment them.
Risotto was the scary man , your parents warned you about when you were younger, yet when they always told them stories, you never believed them. You had to see the boogeyman yourself in order to actually be scared. Those thoughts lead to your failures and success in the underground world. The failures of almost meeting your end and the success of getting to see Risotto— being able to keep him between your white manicured fingers. Risotto grew to be obsessed with you just because of your beauty and perspective of him. You didn’t judge him by one look of his eyes, not that he cares what other people think. He only cares when he thinks of the person as a colleague or more. You were more. His love, he adored since you came to his team after transferring from Bruno’s gang.
Bruno Buccirati was your first love but wasn’t your last. Risotto may be the last man you fall in love with, especially since you’ve been in a relationship with him for three years now . At first, you didnt talk with one another outside of missions and the missions he assigned. He wasn’t the one for small talk and you weren’t either, the lingering ghost of love you had for Bruno was in the air everywhere you walked and every mission you did. You couldn’t get him off your mind and the rest of La squadra were fed up with your closed off personality, so they complained to Risotto about you. In response to their concerns over the total of two months you were there, he had no choice but to make the first move.
It wasn’t easy for the both of you to talk to one another since he made it clear that you needed to get your shit together and perform your best on missions, otherwise he might as well start planning a funeral for you now. “ Do you want to die?”
You stared at him with wide eyes because that was the first thing coming out of his mouth after calling you in. You shook your head and looked away. He stared at you even more and under his dangerous but alluring eyes, you couldn’t help but to get a little aroused and nervous. A bad combination of feels to have, especially in front of your boss..
“ No, boss.”, You say to the wall and he didn’t like that one bit.
Risotto's deep voice said your name with malice in his tone, “ I didn’t know I was a wall.” You wanted to laugh because you didn’t think he had humor, yet he proved you wrong so maybe you’ll open up a bit more. When you didn’t look at him at all, he took it as disrespect. “ Look at me when I talk to you. You’re supposed to respect your superiors, did Bucciarati not teach you that. Maybe the perception of Bucciarati being painted as a noble man was another lie he shown everyone because no noble man would allow their colleagues to disrespect an su-”
“ Excuse me, Capo… I would rather not talk about Bruno right now. And I’m just nervous, so forgive me for disrespecting you. It’s not my intention to do this unforbidden action.”, You say to Risotto, who raised a pale blue eyebrow at you. You didn’t want to hear Risotto talking about Bruno like he doubted his existence or portrayal of his existence to the people who adored him— you being one of the people who adored him. The more Risotto stared at you, the more he could see that you were obedient and respectful after all. You two stared at each other a bit longer than usual taking in each other's features. You noticed his beautiful and unique eyes, his full lips, the creases under his eyes from the lack of sleep probably or just a result of getting older, his nose, a nose you see yourself riding any moment if you continued staring. He noticed the shape of your eyes, how your nose looked, eyebrows, big cheeks, and finally your lips. Your plush lips with the perfect shape to them. He loved how thick and full they were— always shiny with lipgloss he sees you apply every 2 minutes also. He wanted to bite them but that’ll have to wait now.
He cleared his throat, “ I asked that question because it seems your head is in another place on missions with your squad members, some of them voice their concerns and I’m here to let you know that you can’t slack off into dreamland unless you want to die. Your stand is powerful and you are powerful, so I need you to start showing me that you're powerful and useful as they say. Don’t let it happen again, understand?”
You nodded your head and he huffed before speaking, “ You’re dismissed and { reader’s last name}, you’re going on a mission with formaggio to shake up Riccolo— Boss orders. So get prepared to leave with him in 15.” You nodded your head and left the office.
You used to hate that Giorno moved you to the team you decided to save just because you knew formaggio from a one night stand. That night was fun especially since you just moved from your home country to Italy with your sister two weeks before. You were a foreigner and it was visible yet Formaggio didn’t care unlike half of Italy would. Bare minimum really but that’s not the reason you fucked the man. He charmed his way into your panties and you had him wrapped around your finger even before you gave him some, basically the first time he saw you He was a good fuck, but not as great as Bruno or your Capo now.
Now, though, you were on top of the moon from moving teams, even after four years, because you were too busy getting bent over in front of the mirror by your Capo. His rough hands were squeezing your stomach making some of your tummy melt in between his long, thick fingers, “ Give me one more, bambola. One more for me.”
You couldn’t hold on for dear life. Your left boob was massaged softly as he pounded into you from behind. The feeling of his red eyes was enough to make anyone fold and you were long gone. You folded as soon as he kissed your neck while you were standing in front of the mirror with your new bra and pantie set you got from your favorite lingerie store. “ I— I can’t, Ris’ pleaseuhhh.”
Your moans mixed with your cries of pleasure as he rolled his fat and long cock inside of you. His frenum ladder piercings were adding on to your pleasure because of the cold metals grinding against the walls of your dripping pussy. You felt every vein of his cock as he fucked into you like he’s never gonna see you again. He couldn’t help bending you over to pound inside of your sweet fat cunt because of how amazing you looked in that set. He loved worshiping and showing appreciation for you and your body. Your body was his favorite piece of art— he could stare at it for hours. Your a live painting that he could worship and fuck anytime he wanted.
“ Fuck, coniglio, you’re pussy is taking me so well. My perfect girl. Gonna squirt for me.”, Risotto grunt out his response as his hips snapped into your plump ass creating ripples, which was his favorite thing to watch. He loved watching any part of your body shake or jump. Fuck, you are his heaven. The heaven he will never get to see since his hands were tainted with hundreds of people’s blood.
The wetness of your pussy and the slaps of hips meeting was heard so loud in the room as your eyes rolled back into your head, “ You’re tearing me apart, Ris’ please slow down~” he loved how you stretched the word down out. It shows how brain dumb you are right now for him. Brain was filled with nothing, becoming nothing but mushiness. Just the way he liked you.
“ Slow down you say?” Risotto slowed his hips down and watched your expression in the mirror prior to turning himself invisible. “ Want you to look at yourself being stretched and fucked dumb on my cock in any pace. Whether it’s fast or slow, you still couldn’t, guhahh— you naughty little slut; You dare squeeze me that tight after I told you to loosen up for me.”
Risotto dropped his hands from holding you and bunched up the hairstyle you had in your hair before long stroking your pussy— deep and slow. He let out a wicked chuckle, “ Look at you… shaking all because of my cock, right my little angelo. Look closely in the mirror for me and then I want you to, shit! Your pussy is trapping me inside.” He couldn’t focus on what he was trying to say. Risotto was only this vocal with you. His deep voice was everything you needed to hear in your ear. Voice was sending a strike of thunder inside the blood in your body, allowing you to become even more turned on. His voice alone could get you off, so this act being an add on is what your dreams are made for. You brought his dirty talking and surge of pleasure out of him, none of his past hookups got an inch of words from him. Only moans and that’s if they pulled it out of him.
Risotto slapped your ass causing you to move forward into the mirror. Your fingerprints were imprinted in the big 48’ tall and 83’ wide mirror in your room. You were so glad you brought this mirror. You can use it for this exact reason. Risotto yanked your head back enough for you to see you and his invisibility in the mirror. It was like you were getting fucked by a ghost, spooky and freaky. Such a wonderful feeling.
“ Pay attention to the mirror, tesoro. Now choose a number, any number.”, his groans were heard right after he finished his sentence. You moaned when you saw his eyes staring at you through the mirror. You couldn’t even form words because of how slow and dragged his cock was going inside of your sobbing pussy.
Your fingers bunched up on the mirror and you knew you were close to squirting on this mirror. As his cock dragged in and out of you, you tried to form an answer to his questions. Nothing but moans and fumbling words in between were heard. You were really fucked out and he wanted to cherish the sounds forever.
Risotto continued fucking you with groans in your ear prior to biting your ear lob causing you to scream, “ Do you want me to ask the rest of your teammates? They’re watching, you know. Watching how you come apart on my cock, watching how your tits bounce back and forth as I fuck you like the sudicio little troia you are.” Your eyes widen at that information and his words. You finally took a deep look into the mirror and there stood every last member of La Squadra staring or smirking at you through the mirror, damn you illuso and your fucking stand. You shouldn’t have gotten turned on at being watched, but you couldn’t help it.
Risotto felt your pussy grab his cock like she never wanted to let him go. He hissed when he felt you squeezed tighter, stopping his movements all together. You whined and looked back at him to see his eyes looking at you with lust and anger. “ Number.” You tired to fuck back into him, but his finger nails dug into your hips causing you to bite your lip letting out a short muffled scream.
Your lips quivered as you answered him, “ 10! Ris’ please fuck me. I need to cum.” Risotto smirked at you, yet you couldn’t see it due to his invisibility. You only saw his eyes, which was more than enough for you. Risotto then dragged your back to leave a little space before the mirror.
He bent you over to a 90 degree angle and gripped your wide hips with his big hands, “ Count every thrust I give to your sweet pussy, 10 counts for two rounds. Two rounds because how much I’ve had to repeat myself with you.” Tears started to pour out of your pretty eyes as he grabbed your hair in his hands and snapped his hips forward causing a huge ripple on your ass.
“ Fuckkk! One.”, Your moan was so loud that you didn’t even care if someone delivering your packages for today heard you as you heard the house doorbell ring or was that ringing in your head from how hard he thrusted inside of you.
Risotto pulled out of you leaving the tip in, snapping his hips inside of you again, “ What’s the number? I seem to forgot already, bellissima. Help me remember.” You hated how he teased you as he rolled his hips around, mixing your juices inside of your pussy in the process. His piercings was a foreign feeling inside of you, no matter how many times you two fucked or made love, the metals felt so good inside of your pussy and you will always tell him that whenever you want sex or just wanted to compliment him to catch him off guard.
Risotto repeated this technique for two times in a row with the count of ten each time so it was twenty in total. He made you squirt on the first round at the number 5. He did nothing but chuckle at your pathetic display of shaking, “ So pathetic, can’t take this but was surely running your mouth the other day about how you can take me. You know what you are right now.”
He grabbed you up by your hair— your sweaty back was to his sweaty abs as his arms were now wrapped around your tummy. He whispered in your ear as his team looked on from a distance inside of the mirror at your pathetic attempt of holding on, “ A rookie. You know how much fun I like to poke at rookies.” He threw his head back at the feeling of your pussy and you wished you could see his facial expressions, “ Brace yourself.”
Risotto gripped your body like a mad man and fucked you like a caveman. Pussy was squirting non stop as he slammed into you over and over until he came inside of you with a loud groan.
“ Aughhh, good fucking girl. So good. Shit!l have to get you pregnant. Have our children run around our new house I buy for us, away on the, hahh!, countryside, away from everyone. Just you and me.” , He moaned as he snapped his hips inside of you three more times. His warm cum fills you up so gloriously. You couldn’t do anything but lay limp in his arms— still standing up with him. Your body did shake in his arms so I guess that was doing something. Risotto smirked and turned himself back to his visible self, kissing your head prior to looking at his teammates with his famous death glare. Basically telling them to fuck off and leave him and his lady alone. They obeyed his silent order all due to Prosciutto understanding what Risotto is saying.
“ Grazii assai mia bellissima, bambola”, Risotto whispers to your passed out figure in his arms. His dick always made you pass out from the length, piercings, and girth. He massaged your stomach as he walked to you to bed, carefully laying you down and going to get a towel to clean you off, can’t have you sticking in stickiness and wetness, otherwise he’ll fuck you in your sleep. You already granted him permission to perform somnophilia a few days ago too. Maybe he’ll try it out later.
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3niqma · 9 months
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𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞. ₊˚ෆ
𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬; 𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧, 𝐣𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡, 𝐬𝐝𝐜 𝐣𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨, 𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐨, 𝐜𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐚𝐫, 𝐝𝐢𝐮 𝐣𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠.
jonathan joestar
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sfw!
⋆ would def pick flowers for you and surprise you with them! ❀
⋆ loves to help you cook & bake, especially when you're making cookies or pastries. mans literally jumps at the oppurtunity to help his lady out.
⋆ would write you small letters in which he reminded you how special you are to him and how lucky he is to have you in his life.
⋆ loves to hold your hand in his, basically 24/7. he thinks it's adorable how your hands are so small compared to his.
⋆ loves to hold you in general, he's very big on pda.
⋆ when he doesn't have to train, he always hopes it's sunny outside so he can take you on a long walk, and have a picnic! 🌷🧺*:・
⋆ sometimes speedwagon & will are invited (will decided to crash it and speedwagon couldn't stop him).
⋆ you can bet your ass he did all the preperations for the picnic without your knowledge.
⋆ not a day goes by without him verbally saying "i love you".
nsfw!
⋆ will literally spend hours eating you out, he has a strict policy that you MUST cum before him, his own release be damned. ladies first.
⋆ slow love making with him praising the shit out of you.
⋆ "you're doing so well darling, taking me so good."
⋆ "look at you, all sprawled out for me, and that face.. you're absolutely enchanting. you're driving me crazy, my dearest."
⋆ during the early stage of your relationship, dio has tried to convince you that you'd be better off with 'a real man' instead of jonathan.
⋆ "sweetheart, i'm positive that jojo has no idea how to please a lady.. how about i show you what you're missing out on?"
⋆ you jokingly told jonathan about this encounter one night, and that lit a certain fire in him.
⋆ you were.. sore the next morning to say the least. he overstimulated you in the most delicious way possible, giving you a total of 4(!) orgasms in one night. and boy did he make sure that dio heard it all.
⋆ dio didn't sleep that night. ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) 
joseph joestar
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⋆ this mf
⋆ he loves to make you laugh.
⋆ like seriously, he'll do the most stupid things to get a reaction out of you.
⋆ especially when you're sad or moody, he can't stand seeing his girl in a bad mood.
⋆ will def tickle you, just so he can hear you laugh.
⋆ "j-joseph, stop! i can't take it anymore!"
⋆ "too bad! i'm sorry love, but you just sound so lovely, i can't get enough of it!"
⋆ will try to be super romantic by bringing you breakfast in bed, but either trips on something before he enters the bedroom, or almost burns the kitchen down because he forgot to turn off the stove.
⋆ makes up for it later by buying you a box of chocolates in a heart shaped box.
⋆ which he already ate half of. (╥﹏╥)
⋆ looooves to tease you, the blush that creeps up on your face is what he lives for fr.
⋆ like before you started dating, he'd always make flirty comments, but one night, he picked up all his courage to nonchalantly ask you; "what would be your dream first date, and what time should I pick you up for it?"
⋆ it only took one dinner date for you to become a couple.
⋆ caesar was in shock.
⋆ literally held his hand to your forehead to check if you weren't sick.
⋆ "what in god's name do you see in this baboon?" joseph couldn't hide his excitement and grabbed you by the waist to pick you up and spin you around.
⋆ "well caesarino, this 'baboon' is dating the most sexy woman in the whole world!"
⋆ you had to hide your face in your hands after that comment.
⋆ super handsy, like he'll always have his arm around you or some shit, very big on pda, especially around caesar.
⋆ really loves to just stare at you without saying anything.
⋆ "jojo, you've been staring at me for a good 2 minutes now, it's starting to become a little creepy." you'll say, frowning your brows.
⋆ "can't a man just admire his woman in peace?" he shot back, eyes still fixed on you. (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)
⋆ that's when you realise that you're madly in love with him.
⋆ although he's a big goof most of the time, he loves those moments where the two of you wake up on a free day, and just cuddle in bed while he whispers sweet nothings in your ear.
nsfw!
⋆ loves for you to sit on his face and just hold you there with a tight grip.
⋆ the first time he offered you to try this out, you were scared that you might crush him. but joseph assured you that that might be the best possible death he could imagine.
⋆ ate like a starved man.
⋆ occasionally loves it when you tie him up and just have your way with him.
⋆ loves to give you massages, which obv turn out sexual. we all know joseph is NOT capable of touching your ass without his mind starting to wander.
⋆ loves to wake you up with his mouth on your clit. but the big ass bastard loves to tease. he'll make you almost cum like 3 times, before he gets up and licks the arousal from his lips with a smirk.
⋆ you're literally crying from frustration, looking at him with a pout.
⋆ "okay sweet stuff, i think have teased you enough for now." he says while resting his hand on your cheek, moving his thumb to your bottom lip.
⋆ on instinct, you open your mouth and softly suck on his thumb, making him let out a soft groan.
⋆ "you little minx.. you're dying for me to pound that tight little cunt, aren't you?" he laughs, while removing his thumb from your mouth.
⋆ in the bedroom next to yours, caesar sits on his bed with an annoyed expression, hoping you two would shut the hell up for once, considering it's 6 in the morning. ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁
jotaro kujo (sdc, no nsfw)
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⋆ he has a hard time expressing his emotions towards you.
⋆ you are aware of this, but sometimes wonder if he actually likes you or not.
⋆ but he never let's you wonder for too long, because every time those thoughts creep up into your head, he'll prove to you that you're his.
⋆ especially when the crusaders are seated in the car with polnareff behind the wheel (best decision ever). he'll always make sure that you're sitting next to him, so he can hold your hand.
⋆ if you're a smoker, he really enjoys taking smoke breaks with you.
⋆ he'll purposefully wait until you're craving a cig, so he can smoke one with you. ‹𝟹
⋆ secretly steals your lighter(s) so he has to light up your cig, he thinks the act is very intimate.
⋆ likes to play with your hair.
⋆ doesn't like pda, but he'll let you hold his hand in public, because he knows it makes you feel safe.
⋆ loves hearing you talk about stuff you're interested in, like just hearing you ramble makes his heart flutter.
⋆ one time, when he was sure no one was looking, he tipped your chin up and just planted the most passionate kiss ever on your lips out of nowhere. ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) 
⋆ when he was done, he let go of your face and pretended nothing happened, leaving you with the deepest red blush on your cheeks, wide eyed and jaw dropped.
⋆ joseph literally became worried, because he thought you were going to faint or something.
⋆ avdol and kakyoin looked at each other with a worried expression, while polnareff took a glance at jotaro, noticing the slight smirk on his lips. polnareff quickly realized what had just happened, but decided to keep quiet, finding it all too hilarious.
⋆ after a tough battle against one of the enemy stands, he's really mad at you for intervening, pacing around the hotel room you two shared.
⋆ "you could've gotten one of us killed, are you actually that stupid? you should've stayed out of it!" he yelled, looking at you with an expression that lowkey scared the living shit out of you.
⋆ "well, you're welcome for saving your asses out there! if it wasn't for me, joseph would've met his maker today!" you yelled back, tears of anger prickling in your eyes.
⋆ "you know jotaro, a 'thank you' really wouldn't be out of place here." you add, while grabbing your jacket (and if you smoke, a pack of cigs).
⋆ you decide it's probably best to get out of there for a little while, grabbing the key card from the holder. just as you wanted to make your way out, you feel his hand grabbing your wrist, pulling you against his broad chest. holding you like he'll never have the chance to again.
⋆ "i didn't mean it like that.. i was just scared as hell to lose you." he softly spoke, his chin resting on the top of your head.
⋆ "of course i'm thankful that you saved the old man's life, but i can't risk anything happening to you." he added, voice trembling slightly.
⋆ you felt a smile creep up on your face, tilting your face up to look him directly in his eyes, a few tears falling from yours in the process.
⋆ "besides, you're the only girl i know who can talk the literal ears off my head without annoying the shit out of me." he said while letting out a soft laugh, wiping the tears off your cheeks with his thumb.
dio brando (phantom blood, pre vampire)
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⋆ actually has a soft spot for you, you're the only person that could potentially break him if you really wanted to. this thought scares him to death.
⋆ he knew he was doomed as soon as he realised that his heart began to beat faster, every time he'd look at you.
⋆ will never talk to you about his past, especially his father.
⋆ his girl's precious ears, shouldn't have to endure the pure horror that is dario brando.
⋆ ever since you started dating, he began developing this strong primal urge to protect you.
⋆ won't let you walk around alone on the streets ever.
⋆ a little too big on pda, especially around jonathan. (ó﹏ò。)
⋆ like he'll always make a show out of kissing you.
⋆ you're literally his 'first love', he has never felt this way before about anyone, making him very clueless when it comes to showing his affection.
⋆ will help you study when you have an exam coming up.
⋆ will scold you for answering a question wrong tho.
⋆ you'll never mention it to him, but when you are in bed together he'll unbekownst to him pull you closer, burying his face in your neck, like you'd disappear if he let go.
⋆ the fact that he wakes up earlier than you, makes what leaves this action unspoken.
⋆ actually spends less time trying to torment jonathan because he hates the look on your face every time you find out about something he pulled on jonathan again. jonathan is forever grateful for you because of this.
⋆ loves to sit down with you after dinner, and drink a good glass of wine together while discussing topics that interest him. he thinks you're worthy of his precious time to do so.
⋆ the pda kissing, is mostly to stroke his ego. it's rough and quick without any real emotion except pride. but when the two of you are alone, he can't get enough of passionately kissing your lips until they're raw. making you have to part from him multiple times to catch your breath, and your composure.
⋆ "my, my.. already tired, my love?" he chuckles while holding his hand on your cheek, making you melt into his soft touch.
nsfw!
⋆ you'll only have to give him a certain look to get him going.
⋆ don't even dare to give him that look in public, because he will drag you home immediately, and make you regret it.
⋆ he secretly loves it.
⋆ he loves to see the bliss on your face, covered in tears and spit while fucking you.
⋆ rarely romantic, except on one occasion when you were having a particularly rough day.
⋆ he scooped you up into his arms without saying a word, carried you upstairs to his chambers, and spent the entire night kissing you all over and praising you.
⋆ "the most beautiful woman i've ever laid my eyes on, go ahead, cum for me darling.. let it all out." he'd coo while holding you close as he hit that spot in you that drove you crazy.
⋆ you slept with his cock still burried in you, enjoying each other's warmth.
⋆ the thought of that night always gives you butterflies, but he'll never mention it again after.
⋆ wants to make you his wife at one point. (ó﹏ò。)
caesar zeppeli aka the loml
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⋆ we all know he's quite the ladies' man.
⋆ but as soon as he meets you, he knows he's done for.
⋆ will surprise you with the biggest bouquet of roses out of nowhere.
⋆ "i don't need a better reason to surprise you than getting to see that gorgeous face of yours next to me every morning when i wake up, signorina." (੭ ˊ^ˋ)੭ ♡
⋆ enjoys reading a book with you, especially reading it to you while you're in his arms.
⋆ he knows you love wearing his shirts to sleep in, because it smells like his cologne and the soap that he uses. (hell, you'll even wear them in public). so he'll purposefully throw one in the dryer, and spray a tiny amount of his cologne on it before bedtime, so it’s extra warm and cosy for you to wear.
⋆ loves to cook with you and have dinner after. don’t expect to do the dishes after, caesar will take care of them. no argument.
⋆ loves to buy you cute summer dresses and skirts, looks forward to the little fashion show bit when you try them on and show them to him, he thinks it’s adorable.
⋆ he’ll lift you by the waist, hooking his arm’s beneath your bottom, making your legs wrap around his torso.
⋆ “look at you! you look amazing, mia amata.”
⋆ joseph gave a face of grimace and loudly (and quite unnecessarily) groaned in the background while reading the morning paper.
⋆ “are you jealous, jojo? haha, i understand! if you’d have someone like this little angel by your side, i wouldn’t doubt my own jealousy.”
⋆ joseph was even more annoyed at this point, attempting to throw the paper at him, but falling from his chair in the process. ૮ – ﻌ–ა
nsfw! this is pretty cute tbh.
⋆ loves it when you ride him, so he can pull you down in an embrace while he thrusts up into you.
⋆ suuuper romantic most of the time.
⋆ 10/10 aftercare, he'll prepare a nice warm bath for you, makes sure you're hydrated and have some snacks ready for you, and will cuddle with you in bed after.
⋆ like not just after rough love making, basically every time y'all have sex.
⋆ "how are you feeling, bellezza? i wasn't too rough, no?"
⋆ like jonathan, he has a strict policy that you MUST cum before him.
⋆ hell, he'll thrust into the mattress while he's eating you out to keep himself focused.
⋆ nothing is as important to him as his lady's pleasure. (❀´ ˘ `❀)
⋆ will def smack your ass in public to embarass you, and rile you up.
⋆ actually asked you to marry him after a very romantic session of love making.
⋆ like you're standing on the balcony, dressed in only one of his shirts, that stops at your mid thigh.
⋆ as caesar walks out of the bathroom and sees you standing there, he knows that this is the perfect moment.
⋆ he'll wrap his arms around you from behind, kissing the top of your head while doing so.
⋆ while you're enjoying the act of his small touches, he suddenly turns you around so you're facing him. he lifts his hand up to your cheek and rubs his thumb along it.
⋆ "amore mio, sei la donna dei miei sogni. ti prego, lascia che ti faccia mia, per sempre." he speaks softly, knocking the air out of lungs, just because it sounds so sexy when he speaks in italian.
⋆ "honey, you know that i have no clue what you're saying, right?" you chuckle, wondering what he had to say.
⋆ "maybe this will help you understand." he said as he dropped himself to one knee, reaching for the back pocket of his sweatpants.
⋆ you literally froze.
⋆ "angelo mio, vuoi sposarmi?" he asked, slowly opening the little red velvet case he held in his hands, showing you the most beautiful ring you've ever seen.
⋆ you were sobbing at this point.
⋆ "i still have no idea what that means exactly, but i hope that you're asking me something along the lines of being your wife, yes?" you laughed as you sniffled.
⋆ "i did!" he excitedly said, watching as you took the ring, and placed it around your ring finger. (๑ > ᴗ < ๑)
⋆ he scooped you up and took you to bed again, anticipating a long night of love making, as sweet as honey.
jotaro kujo (diu)
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⋆ still finds it difficult to express his emotions sometimes, but got a lot better with it.
⋆ loves to have lunch/dinner with you, and talk about what the both of you did that day.
⋆ in summertime, he will take you on a walk through the park after dinner, while enjoying some ice cream! he thinks it's hilarious to see your face covered in it. •⩊•
⋆ "jotaro, do i have some on my face?" you'll question as he tries to hold back a grin.
⋆ "yes, you have a little bit right on your top lip." he'll answer, watching as you try to get it off, resulting in only making it worse.
⋆ "yea, you got it." he'll smile at you, dying of laughter on the inside.
⋆ "thank you, honey!" you'll grab his hand to hold, unaware of how your entire mouth and chin, are now covered in ice cream.
⋆ looooves the way you smell, literally addicted to your scent.
⋆ will remind you of this a lot.
⋆ because of this, he'll buy a bunch of shower gel, shampoo and anything else he can find that reminds him of you, and takes it with him whenever he's away from home.
⋆ also loves spoiling you with little gifts, necklaces, perfume (duh), this man literally gifted you a personalised star map with how the stars stood on the night y'all met for valentine's day.. like-"
⋆ he really loves you good you and little jolyne get along.
⋆ jolyne is literally obsessed with you, asking you to have a tea party almost every time you see her.
⋆ wants to have a child with you (if you want to ofc). ✧˖°.
nsfw!
⋆ in the beginning of the relationship, the two of you would have a lot of sex.
⋆ it actually was the easiest way for him to express his desire and love to you.
⋆ but as the relationship progressed, he became very busy with work and defeating kira, so your sex life was at an all time low.
⋆ it became so bad that you started to wonder if he even found you attractive anymore, and if he perhaps was seeing someone on the side
⋆ ah hell nawh. ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻)
⋆ you took it upon yourself to question him about it one night, sneaking into his office while he was seated behind his computer, typing away in deep focus.
⋆ he didn't acknowledge you when you stepped in, making you feel even worse than before.
⋆ "do you even desire me at all anymore?" you spoke sternly, looking towards where he was seated.
⋆ this made him look up from his screen so quick, you were sure he caught a whiplash just then.
⋆ "where'd you get that stupid idea from?" he scoffed, turning his face back to his screen, continuing his typing.
⋆ now you were fuming with rage, forcing your body to stand right in front of his desk.
⋆ "oh well, i don't know jotaro.. maybe the fact that you haven't touched me in literally a month?!" your voice laced with anger, annoyance and slight sadness.
⋆ he stopped typing and looked up at you without any emotion on his face, not making this situation better for himself at all.
⋆ "look, if you're seeing someone else, fucking tell me right now so we can get this over with!" you yelled, planning on making your way out of his office, too hurt to even look at him at this point.
⋆ as you turned your back on him, you could hear him softly giggle, making your blood boil and lowkey confirm your biggest fear.
⋆ "well, i think you're right. i might have neglected you a little too much, haven't i?" he spoke, hearing his desk chair squeak as he got up.
⋆ you stood there dumbfounded, trying to make sense of it all as he picked you up bridal style.
⋆ you instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck, even tough your expression was an example of 'if looks could kill'.
⋆ "you own this dick, is that clear?" he whispered in your ear, grip on your chin tight, nodding as a wave of heat spread through your body.
⋆ "good girl.. now show me." ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ
a/n; hi guys! this is my first post on here! let me know what you think of this bc i'm pretty new to headcanons n stuff. also leave me requests!
finished on 30-06-‘23, 3:28 pm, cet.
love, 3niqma.
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bimbosandbubbles · 10 months
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God I’m just thinking about men who don’t mind hairy pussy—men who love hairy pussy! Men who still spread your cheeks apart and lick from your pussy to your crack even if the inner cheeks are littered with hair. Men who just love to inhale the scent stuck to the thick pubes—men that just get high off the sickly natural smell. Men who love to see your cute hairs get stuck to your wet pussy once he’s got you warming his thick cock. Men who encourage you to not shave—loving the feeling of the pads of his fingers grazing against the pokey follicles.
Men who are obsessed with seeing the bush once you take off your panties. Men who just can’t get enough when they feel the sweet wet slick that coats the tips of the hair once they put their big fingers in your cunt. Men who just love to see your ample form—tummy sticking out and his long extremities gripping the soft flesh,watching the skin peek out from the gaps of his fingers—while eating you out. Men who don’t care about getting pubes in his mouth while his tongue is flicking against your clit,only caring about the pretty pussy he’s drooling all over.
Men who’s dick gets rock hard when they see your pussy spread and thick pubes being all around the mound.
The men I’m talking about are….
Clark Kent,Miguel O’Hara, Bachira,Shidou, Okuyasu,Ciocolotta, Kira, Denji,Kishibe, Sukuna,Toji, Nanami, Luffy, Doflamingo, Shanks,Sanemi,Gyomei,Tengen,Akaza,Douma, Rengoku, Takemichi, Taiju, Sanzu.
There’s more buttt these are my fav examples🤭
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pomupom · 5 months
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A PUSSY PLAY — NNN (MINORS DNI)
escort squad / bucciarati's gang.
CONTENTS ; explicit content, degradation / praise, semi-public, cumming untouched, oral (f. & m. receiving), 1 clit slap, pet names, (attempted) teasing. NOT PROOFREAD!
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the quickest to fold of the group is LEONE, mainly for his dismissal of the challenge — why would he participate in such childish nonsense? others being celibate for a month isn't a reason for him to keep his hands off of you, nor is it one for you to be kept off your knees. he's a dirty man, but you've always known this – wanting to test the limits and boundaries with you, he's gotten you with your pretty mouth wrapped around his cock while mista's trying to convince them to go without nutting for an entire month. you never know how he keeps himself so composed, knowing that when he's on the giving end, he's a ruined mess of lipstick and disheveled hair (both from you, but still). there's an ever present lust in his purple and yellow heterochromic eyes, the partial mix swirling together, hypnotizing you to keep your gaze on him even when's he looking at his colleagues — if it weren't for all the bickering, you're positive the sounds of your gags would be filling the room instead. for once your glad leone is all covered up, long skirt covering you almost fully, strong thighs sitting heavy on your shoulders, but they're all you have to keep steady. ordered to stop as they all make their way from the room, it doesn't take long for the tablecloth to be flipped upward, abbacchio's hand finding it's way in your hair as your pressed snugly against his pelvis. your make-up is running, mascara drops blending in with the deep violet fabric, how much he'd give to see you with that look all the time. salty taste fills your mouth not far after, a deep groan exhaling as if it's been held — leone's just not sure you could survive without having cum dumped into your mouth for an entire month.
another who is unwilling to keep himself seperated from you for an entire month, GIORNO is too obsessed with you to participate in some silly month — he's the don of passione, a grown man, why would he still be entertaining his friends by saying he'll join in with them? though, more than his own, giorno chases after your pleasure everytime you two have a silent, alone moment. slotting himself beneath you, your legs rest against shoulders, acting as the only thing to keep you up, the sounds he makes against your pussy are pornographic. he slurps everything you leak like a starving man, tongue exploring every crevice between your thighs though he's come to know it all — he's not ashamed to admit that every squeeze and pull of his hair has his cock twitching, precum showing through his boxers, pants having been long discarded. there's not a sight nor experience giorno has had that's been able to beat this – to beat you. he's taken you nearly everywhere, but cloud nine will always be your favorite. the sight of him between your legs is almost enough for an orgasm without work, but being the one in-between is more than enough for his.
BRUNO agrees only in the moment to watch how your face drops, he can't help but want to give you a bit of torture — he can't always be nice to you, even if he doesn't plan to actually stick to the his word. it's a double-edged sword trying to play along, having still agreed to continue pleasuring you, you can feel his frustration — bruno's fingers dig deeper into your thighs, his short nails still biting hard into your flesh, it takes everything in him to not move his hips along to match the rhythm of yours against his face. guttural groans leave him with flick of his tongue, slowly transforming more and more into desperate whimpers as he tries to distract by burying his face deeper into your cunt – not a part of you is safe from him, each curve and edge getting groped while his cock is strained against his pants. bruno feels like such an idiot for agreeing to this, subjecting himself to torture instead of you, he's not sure how much he can withstand. it's not until you've reached your climax, legs trapping him between with your hand pushing his head further in by his ruined hair that bruno's realized he lost — there's a bit of embarrassment feeling how he's soiled his pants completely, white spurts having stained through underwear. not even a single touch and you've got him undone, your pleasure is his, after all.
finding himself in a weak moment, PANNACOTTA only loses because of his weakness to your temptation. gods, does it anger him for no reason, maybe he just wanted to prove he was better than everyone else — but you've just got to be his downfall, don't you? fugo knows he should always be on his toes with you running around, proving to have been a challenge already so early in the month. he can't even call what he had a ‘start’ to mista's proposition. fugo feels so dirty like this with you, but he can't help how good you look tonight, how touchy you were – eyes practically begging him. you're such a fucking tease, you know that? a pathetic, needy mess for him when he's not even done anything. you're sat on his lap in the corner of some almost empty, dimly lit room, grinding yourself against him like your life depends on it. not a single praise of how good it feels to have you almost bare against him is given, only the worst of insults for being a two-faced whore — acting like you're so innocent when you've got your hand palming over his crotch, newly done nails toying with his waistband. he really should just have left to another table, he should be with giorno like he's supposed to be, but you've got him wrapped around your finger and you know it all too well. no matter the game he talks, nor vile filth that's communicated in a whispered yell, you're the foremost thought in his mind — especially in times like this.
trying to stick to his word this time around, GUIDO is surprisingly serious and snappy when he tells you to keep your touching to a minimum (not that you listen, your hands just love holding every part of him). mista swears that the only reason he's lost is cause your begging face is just too much for him — he doesn't wanna leave his sweet girl all needy and empty, what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn't satisfy your desires and fill your cunt? guido wallows in carnal embarrassment later, but in the moment? you'd think mista was trying to absolutely ruin you – just a little pleading with him, and you've got his fingers bruising their imprint on your hips, his own meeting your ass while you're crying underneath him. there's nothing he loves more than you, and his mind isn't clear enough for him to think about the challenge he set for himself - and everyone else. you've got such a pretty voice, singing out his name and matching every sound of his own, the two of you have let everyone know of the failure.
maybe taking what mista said a bit too seriously, NARANCIA doesn't let himself give in until he's realized that, technically, he's beaten everyone else. he wastes no time bragging about it, mainly to your ears — now that he's won, you two can have as much fun as you please. almost immediately, narancia's on you, hands gripping at your ass the second he's kicked the door shut, the lock forgotten as he topples over you on the bed. it doesn't take more than a minute for his blade to cut through your clothes, protests silenced by his tongue, fingers gliding along your slick cunt, a light slap given to your clit that earns him a gasp to swallow. he almost feels guilty for having agreed to leave you all high and dry just to seem ‘cool’, narancia's gotta make it up to you, doesn't he? it's almost lethal how good he's able to make you feel, knowing your insides and all the right places to grab and kiss outside, he never fails to reach that one lil spot that just drives you wild. prepared to wear those scratches of yours like a new tattoo, he won't continue unless you've gotten your hands clinging to his shoulders and your ankles crossed at his waist. tell him how good he's doing, won't you? he wants to hear just how amazing narancia ghirga is in bed.
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Stardust Crusaders Touching Your Breasts
Fem Reader!
Warnings: SFW + NSFW but SFW is still a bit spicy!
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Jotaro Kujo
SFW
Honestly, you either asked him to touch them or he accidentally did.
Either way, he’d grunt and mutter his catchphrase before adjusting his hat to hide his blush.
Though if you request for him to touch them, he reluctantly would, glaring at you in disapproval, though you know that it’s a tough facade hiding curiousity.
He’s never touched anyone like this, so he hesitantly cups his hand upon your left breast, feeling the softness beneath his palm before squeezing. His grip is slightly tight due to his inexperience and flustered state.
If you moan his soul will leave his body
Never looks you in the eye while doing this. His gaze is invisible underneath his hat but is fixed onto your breasts.
Under normal circumstances it goes no further than this and he immediately lets go before walking off, cheeks blushing a scarlet red as he grits his teeth.
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If you decide to go further, it’s because you insisted that he keep going and both of you ended up horny.
This is when he would make eye contact, glaring while biting his lip before grabbing your other breast and squeezing both at the same time.
After some time he’d order you to lift your shirt and bra, staring at your breasts for a while (you swear that you see him swallow) before grabbing them again.
He’d subconsciously be rather rough because of his arousal, but if you show any signs of pain he’d soften his touches to the point where you can barely feel them.
He’ll play with your nipples, flicking and pressing them them with his thumbs before squeezing the mounds together, admiring the view for a while. While he may hold his perpetual glare, you can see awe meddle with the roughness of his gaze.
You can tell by his expression that he's holding back some kind of urge; in reality he desperately wants to suck the life out of your tits but is too shy to.
Unless you plan to have sex, this is the furthest he’d go when messing around, but it still feels amazing having your breasts fondled by his warm, callous hands.
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Noriaki Kakyoin
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This is a rare moment where you’d catch him off guard. He’d flinch slightly but immediately regain composure, despite the pink on his cheeks.
“Hmm? You’d like me to do that right now, dear?” His tone is casual, but you can definitely notice a hint of seduction. “Alright, I don’t mind~”
He slowly reaches for your breasts and cups and squeezes them with just the right amount of pressure, watching your face intently as he gently fondles them.
For the most part he’d look rather poised and focused, though he’d lightly tease you by whispering in your ear every now and then.
“Wow (Name)~ They’re so soft~”
He will breathe against your neck to rile you up, leaving a couple of slow, teasing kisses on your skin.
There is so much sexual tension between the two of you during these moments, which you're both keenly aware of.
When he’s done he’ll kiss your cheek. He wouldn’t do it for too long unless you’d like to go a bit further with it.
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If you are both in the mood, he’ll kiss you intensely while holding your torso close to him.
After you give him permission, he’ll lift your shirt and bra before kissing you again, leading kisses down your neck towards your chest.
He’ll gently squeeze your breasts together and bury his face in between them, enjoying your scent and pillowy warmth while playing with your nipples.
Kakyoin will use his skilled tongue to good use and lick your skin teasingly while looking up with you with a seductive glint in his eyes. He leaves the skin of your breasts lightly coated in his saliva and plays with your nipples with the tip of his tongue, flicking it back and forth.
He will suck your tits every few seconds to get you to moan out loud for him. The sucks grow a tad harsher when you don’t give him what he wants.
He’s kinky so he may leave one or two hickeys if he’s really in the mood.
While he may be great at maintaining his calm demeanor, make no mistake, he can be a beast if coaxed.
If you insist that he give it his all, he will waste no time in expertly ravaging your breasts, using his hands, lips, teeth, and tongue to squeeze, suck, nibble, and lick every inch of your chest until you’re a moaning and whining mess.
Never underestimate him when he’s horny.
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Jean Pierre Polnareff
SFW
It would either start from him playfully groping you and you telling him you enjoy it, or you straight up asking him (that always noticeably flusters him). Either way, he’s onto you in less than a second.
“Anything for you, ma belle~!”
He’d start off frisky from the get go, squeezing and burying his face between your breasts, leaving excited kisses along your neck.
He gazes up at you most of the time to watch your expression and smiles gleefully at signs that you’re enjoying it.
He’d leave hickeys all over you and you’d have to urge him not to do so in noticeable parts.
It would honestly be pretty difficult not to go further than this at this point, but if you really can’t/don’t want to he’ll respect you, albeit with a little pout.
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Let’s be honest, it wouldn’t take long for things to escalate.
He will lie you down on the closest surface to continue your little tryst, though he prefers a bed because it’s the most romantic.
He’d rather hastily take your shirt off and unclip your bra before kissing all over your breasts, leaving a couple hickeys.
He is much slower after getting rid of the obstacles in his way, gently sucking on your tits, alternating between them while his fingers lightly flick and roll the nipple that isn’t currently in his mouth.
He makes sure to be as delicate with you as possible. Even if you request that he be rougher, he will be very hesitant, only making his actions more passionate (even if he already was) rather than blatantly rough.
He will praise you endlessly, complimenting your beauty and softness and how delicious you smell and taste, all the while blushing and in a daze. All of his words are romantic.
70% of the time, you end up making sweet love 💕
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Muhammad Avdol
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He never does anything blatantly sexual without asking for permission, so you’d have to ask him to touch your chest. Of course, he’d be caught off guard and red faced at your request.
He’d ask you if you’re certain and, after a lot of reassurance, he’d comply, though his touch would almost be ghostly. He isn’t extremely nervous, but is a tad shy and wants to respect your boundaries so you’d have to gently tell him to be a little rougher if you want him to be.
Despite his initial nervousness, it doesn’t take long for him to ease into it and regain his usual poise and confidence. His touch is still gentle, but he is an attentive person and quickly picks up on where and how to touch you.
He may tease you a bit, but it’s always subtle and full of praises as he lightly squeezes your mounds in his large hands.
“Relax my dear~ You’ve worked so hard lately, it means a lot to me that you trust me to relieve you of your stress~”
He wouldn’t go any further than this unless you ask him to, though if you do, he’d gladly comply.
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Like Polnareff, he prefers somewhere romantic like a bed. He’d slowly lie you down upon it before gently stripping you of your shirt and unhooking your bra, admiring the sight before him while complimenting your appearance.
He’d then trace your curves with his fingers as if you’re a delicate work of art, taking his time before lighting squeezing your flesh in his palms.
He’d fondle your breasts for a little while, only focusing on making you feel good. He uses your body language to dictate whether he should continue the same treatment or move on to the next step.
He will move on accordingly, pressing slow kisses all over your chest before licking your nipples as preparation. After that, he gently begins sucking and nibbling on them, only being slightly rougher if you ask for it.
With him there’s no sense of urgency; if there is no immediate threat, he will do it for as long as you desire, and the stress relief from this experience has you feeling lighter than a cloud.
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Joseph Joestar
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There’s no doubt that he’s the type to tease you whenever he gets the chance, especially if it involves physical touch. His favorite is playfully groping you, and he isn’t afraid to do so in public either. Though whenever he gropes you, it’s always mostly just a quick squeeze.
Needless to say, when you request that he do more, he’s giddy.
“I knew you’d come ‘round to it, sweetheart~!”
After finding a private spot, he starts it all off by giving you a passionate kiss while groping you roughly, which is enough to knock the breath out of you.
He doesn't hesitate to immediately give you a couple of dark hickeys on your neck. In his younger days he wouldn't give any qualms about whether they were visible, however he is far more mindful now, only giving you one or two in a visible area just to tease you.
He’d motorboat you just to tease you, and he loves it when you laugh. Both of you are quite giggly the entire time.
He's rather rough with you overall, so you may have to ask him a couple of times to be a bit gentler. He doesn't mean to make you uncomfortable, he's just very physically affectionate.
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It wouldn’t take that long for you guys to get steamy.
Once you give the ok you swear that only a millisecond passes before your chest is bare before his eyes. He grins widely.
“You’re as gorgeous as ever~” he says with a wink.
He’ll nip lightly at your skin, using his hands to feverishly grope the soft flesh of your breasts and squeeze his face between them.
A couple of playful hickeys are littered along your collarbone and all over your breasts, a couple dangerously close to your nipples.
He takes some time ignoring your nipples and is satisfied when you finally become a moaning and whining mess. That’s when he finally gives you want you desire, suckling, nipping and flicking his tongue at your buds enthusiastically.
Despite the intimacy of this moment, he’s still a jokester, tickling your sides slightly with the light touch of his fingertips to make you squirm and laugh.
If you have free time you go at this for a while, and the chances of things escalating are quite high. 😉
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dollwrites · 1 year
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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 — 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐬
𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!servant!reader, suggested dub con & sexual slavery, exhibitionism, cuckqueening if you squint, masturbation ( him ), facial, cum worship, master kink, threats against reader, brief fingering ( her ), degradation, all characters featured are 18+
𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading <3
𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 ∣ holy by zolita
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you didn’t often feel envious when the Pillar Men used someone else. in fact, more often than not, your mountainous masters were much too insatiable, and your poor body could only take so much. you’d be grateful if you were gifted time to recuperate, to be fed and given water and bathed by your fellow captors.
but you’d grown accustomed to being the favorite. the one they not only fucked, but the one they doted on, and gave affectionate names. for the sake of the gods, two of them had even been so magnanimous as to kiss your lips ( Wamuu being the most affectionate, followed by Santana who preferred to devour your mouth ).
there was just something about the way Kars was groaning. the way the sweat sparkled on his muscled abdomen when he thrusted forward, diving deep into the girl he held in the air. the way she cried out, red faced, eyes crossed, she had been taken to the brink of sexual madness and then kept there by a god.
and you were jealous.
as much as you loathed it, your body yearned to feel Kars special grade of decimation; you wanted to be in her place, to wrap around his celestial cock and be the cause of all of his boisterous grunting.
you’d been carrying a jug of pulque to altar room, where they all had gathered, but you linger by the doorway, biting on your lip, watching the sordid display with want in your eyes.
Kars’ eyes flicker up to your figure, and he tilts his head. “Jealous, little one?” he teased, experimenting with bouncing the girl up and down harder, until she was choking out cries for mercy. you look to your feet, knowing better than to meet Kars’ gaze lest you be whipped for your audacity, but you peeked at the display. you thought about taking her place; you wouldn’t beg for mercy, you’d moan for him— let your cunt milk him, you’d thank him for all the pain and ecstasy he bestowed upon you. you could feel Kars’ gaze on you, watching your reaction.
Esidisi let out a bellowing bowl of laughter, as he approached you, circling you, pushing you forward into the room. “You’ve been spoiled by cock, have you? Do you think you deserve it more than any other whore here?”
“N-no, master!” you insisted, gripping the jug.
“Yes, you do.” Kars snorts, pounding away. “Tell the truth or Wamuu will beat it out of you”
your heart was pounding when Wamuu stood up, and you recoil back against the giant to your back. “I—I’m envious,” you admitted, sheepish, “I—I only live to serve my masters, and I—“ you look down at your bare feet, wishing you’d not been so transparent, “I am envious when they choose anyone else…”
Santana was staring at you, hungry eyes darting up and down your naked frame, and you shift on your feet, feeling the heat of his gaze. “I would be happy to stuff you full of all the cock your little body can handle, slave. Come over here—“
“Santana.” Kars cut him off, cutting a sharp glance in his direction. “Don’t be gluttonous. I’ve allowed you enough of her, have I not?”
Santana grimaced; you were stealing shots of their countenances. he didn’t want to admit that Kars could snatch you away from his underlings just as easily as he gives you over to them. “Well…” Santana pondered the question, submitting to his superior as he leaned back in his seat, “I can smell her sweet, wet cunt from over here.” he fired back, and you squeeze your thighs together, humiliated, but Esidisi quirks a brow and reaches down to cup your sex, teasing your slit to see just how wet you were. you yelp, obediently spreading your legs for him, closing your eyes tight.
“He’s right, Kars,” Esidisi confirmed with a nod, his thick fingers worming their way into you. interior walls spasmed and clenched around the digits, but he teased by spreading you open with those fingers, testing your elasticity. “It would be a shame to waste such a tight, warm hole. If you’ll not have her, I’ll bend her over right now—“ you were already leaning forward as he pushed against your shoulder blades, whimpering in submission, when Santana jumped to his feet.
“I want her! I claimed her!” he roared, suddenly, the heat of his desire overpowering his respect for his superiors in this moment, and you flinch, trembling with your head down.
when you peeked up from under your browline with one eye, you saw Wamuu grasping Santana’s shoulder and hurling him backwards to slam into the stone wall. “Respect our masters, Santana.” it did more damage to the wall than to the manbeast, who snarled, but was dropping to one knee and dipping his head in tandem with his adoptive brother.
“Forgive me, masters,” he cut his eyes to Kars, peering up at him before adding begrudgingly, “Father.”
Kars seems pleased enough, exhaling as he releases the girl from his grasp and she crumbles to the floor, and is soon forgotten there. even you couldn’t bother to look to her, because Kars was stepping around her, wrapping a powerful fist around his massive cock, shiny and pointing towards his belly button. the sight made you dizzy, and you clenched around Esidisi’s fingers with a soft, hopeful whimper on your lips. “Well, well, causing quite the rift, aren’t you, little one?” he mutters to you, tilting his head to watch your expression. you keep your eyes averted downwards, staring at his nudity instead, and you whine a quiet apology.
Esidisi chortles low and wicked, pumping his fingers into you, “Little witch. She must enjoy watching her masters fight over who will use her as a cocksheath, she’s tightening up already!”
“Give her to me.”
Esidisi nods, grinning from ear to ear, and shoves you off of his fingers towards Kars. your weak knees start to buckle as the force of his push sends you tumbling helplessly on to the hard floor at Kars’ feet with a pathetic oomf. for a moment, you just stay there, your thigh aching where you’d landed, staring at his feet, they were spread in a wide stance, and you knew if you looked up, his mighty cock would be directly above you. “Mm… Master…” you whispered, uncertain if it was acceptable to raise your head or not, even though you so desperately wanted to. “Please… please allow me to serve you…”
“Lie back, slave.” he demanded instead.
you do as instructed, lying back on the floor. it’s gritty and solid, and it hurts to straighten out, but when he takes a powerful step, planting a bare foot on either side of you, you hold your breath. peering up at him, you see that his countenance is heavily obstructed from this angle, the shape and size of his manhood taking up most of your visage of him, and you blush hotter, both hands resting on your chest, one pressing over your heart as if to stop it from pounding.
“Esidisi is right, perhaps we have spoiled you,” he utters, thoughtfully looking you up and down, “your greedy, little cunt just dripping and begging to be filled with cock, isn’t she?” you nod, albeit humiliated because of just how true it is, and shift, rubbing your thighs together to relieve some of the pressure building between them. Kars smirks, pulling a furious stroke from his base to his tip, watching you writhe, and moans out, “Good. Let her weep.” another stroke, and then another, each one picking up the pace, falling into a quick, brutal rhythm, “I want you soaked and clenching around air, wishing it was a thick cock, I want to see you so pathetic and in need of a mind-numbing fucking that you cry for it.”
your eyes were glued to the display above you, but every word of his sent a deep warmth straight to your core, tying your lower belly in knots, and you squirm, haplessly whimpering, wincing to keep the tears at bay.
Kars saw this, and groans again, fucking his fist harder, his brows furrowing, jaw tightening. “That’s it. That’s it. Beg me to fuck your greedy, little pussy, whore. Let me hear that desperation in your voice.”
“Please, master!” you mewled in acquiescence, fanning your lashes against the steamy apples of your cheeks. “Please fuck my greedy pussy! I— I need it, please!” you didn’t sound like the girl you used to be; your voice broke as you howled like an animal in heat in need of breeding, and you couldn’t stay still, rocking your hips into the air in hopes of persuading him to impale you.
the others were watching, eyes all on fire with lust, and Kars squeezed the plump tip of his dick, before stroking hard and slow. “Mmhm, I know, little one, your poor body wants mine so bad. But you don’t deserve it, do you?” he crooned, and placed a foot on your chest, leaning his weight on to you. he’s heavy, but not enough to hurt too much. still, you wince and shake your head obediently, “No, you don’t. But your masters— we’re so good to you, aren’t we? We make that little cunt feel so full, even though you’re unworthy of us?”
nodding, you pant, your lungs trying to inflate under his foot, but you’re still entranced as he fucks himself. “Y—yes master! You’re so good to me!”
Kars bites down on his lip, leaning against your chest until you let out a whiny, little wheeze, and he smirks, snorting pleasure through his flared nostrils, “Tonight you’re getting only what you deserve, slave. I’m going to cum knowing you’re going mad without a cock splitting you open, and I’m going to cover you in it. Open your mouth and accept my generosity like the needy piece of fuck meat you’ve been trained to be.”
you wanted to beg him to be nice; just fuck your brains out, or at the very least, let Santana or Esidisi. your core throbbed with need, walls fluttering in protest of just how empty you felt, but you opened your mouth and allowed your tongue to laze out over your lower lip just as he started to pull his release out with slow, hard strokes and bestial grunting.
you closed your eyes when the warmth rained down on you, splattering on your face and your chest, but you were able to lap at the sticky, raw essence as it lands on your lips or on your tastebuds, eliciting a grateful moan. you wanted more, but Kars was much too strict to give in, so you’d have to make due with what little you were given.
when you cracked your lids to see the god above you, he was softening, the waterfall of his offering running dry, and then it lay, spent and soft, against his thigh. “Watch her,” he said to the others, squatting down over you. you could feel the tip still twitch as it dragged over your skin, and his grin was wide and wicked, “see her bathe in my cum and moan for the opportunity? No more spoiling her cunt unless she earns it.”
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i hc that jotaro loves to eat his pretty girl out!! esp. if theyre shy, he'd give sm reassurance and use his fingers/stroke their thighs while he sucks their clit.. brainrot hhh
𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader, age gap ( dilf!jotaro ), girlfriend’s dad!trope, oral sex ( f!receiving ), all characters featured are 18+
𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ this ignores canon for the sake of the au, still tried to keep jotaro as accurate as possible. do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. thanks for reading < 3
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if Jolyne knew where you were right now, you’d be deader than dead— if your girlfriend only knew her shy, baby girl was sprawled out on her dad’s couch, gripping her trembling thighs as his head bobs between them.
“Gimme that pretty smile,” he rasps, pulling back to look up at you; thick tiers glossy with your essence as the rough pad of his mighty thumb rubs over your lower lip, “show me how much you love it when I tongue fuck this pretty pussy, sweetheart.”
you obey with a sheepish smile, cheeks burning; everything about the sight before you was wrong, from your lover’s dad’s lusty expression as he kisses and nips at your swollen clit, to the way you shake for him, it was all so terribly wrong, but felt too damn good to give up. “That’s a good girl,” he mutters, before diving back in, sealing those wicked lips around your sensitive clit and your countenance immediately contorts in pleasure— drawing his thumb into your mouth, instead, you nibble on it to muffle your own, pathetically sultry moans of pleasure, “don’t hold out on me, now… I’m gonna make you cum all over my face.”
it was when you felt two, thick digits worm their way inside to pump at a steady rhythm that mirrored the stroking of his tongue over your swollen nerve-bud that you squeak and buck your hips, grinding your most sensitive section into his face, and suck hard on his thumb when it prods deeper into your mouth; Jotaro was curing some deep-rooted starvation for you, and you couldn’t help but love the feeling.
𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 && 𝐢’𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝟓 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 !!
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lemmetreatya · 1 year
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“I don’t care if his collars blue or white — as long as he treat me right, it don’t matter.”
💠 All Works are NSFW 💠
NEW (as of last update): ⚜️
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A T T A C K O N T I T A N
📌 Security gurads!ConJeanRen
📌 Pilot!Eren
📌 Deliveryman!Eren
📌 Librarian!Eren
📌 Youth Leader!Eren
📌 Kpop fanboy!Eren
📌 Gardener!Jean
📌 Meteorologist!Jean
📌 Politician!Connie
📌 Funeral director!Connie
📌 Shop Assistant!Armin
📌 Actor!Armin ⚜️
📌 Laundromat technician!Levi
📌 Sofa salesman!Porco
📌 Tow truck driver!Reiner
📌 Bellhop!Reiner
📌 Chiropractor!Reiner ⚜️
📌 Rent-A-Boyfriend!Zeke
📌 MP!Onyankopon ⚜️
📌 Movie Director!Onyankopon ⚜️
J U I J U T S U K A I S E N
📌 Tour Guide!Gojo
📌 Wedding photographer!Geto
📌 Nude Model!Gojo ⚜️
📌 Tennis Player!Nanami
📌 Driving Instructor!Nanami
📌 Club Bouncer!Sukuna
📌 Plumber!Toji
📌 CEO!Toji
J O J O S B I Z A R R E A D V E N T U R E
📌 Chef!Jotaro
📌 Harbour operator!Jotaro ⚜️
📌 Photographer!Jotaro ⚜️
📌 Head Builder!Polnareff ⚜️
📌 Car washer!Avdol ⚜️
M Y H E R O A C A D A M E I A
📌 Personal trainer!Hawks
📌 Juggler!Hawks
📌 Senior Banker!Enji
📌 Garbageman!Enji
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Jotaro smut drabble
Just imagine... he’s so big
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“Jotaro p-please no more” he glances down at you, pinning you further with his gaze.  His gorgeous blue eyes have a sheen of lust clouding them, and he looks at you like he could devour you whole.
“Yare yare, shut up and take my cock you bitch.”  he grits his teeth as he increases his pace, roughly gripping your thighs under your knees and flattening you into a mating press.  It’s all just too much, too overwhelming.  Your senses are overloaded with him, his scent, his voice, his cock...
“nonono stop its too big!”  fat tears roll down your face as your body is forced to come.  Every time he pounds into you, he reaches that throbbing spot deep inside that melts your brain into bliss.  The tip of his cock scrapes against your walls each time, as he groans and growls up against you.  
“Whining like a fucking whore.  Star Platinum, shut her up.”  You barely have time to register what he said before Star Platinum shoves his long, hard cock down your throat.  Star Platinum speeds up, needy and desperate to chase his release.  Jotaro speeds up to match his stand’s pace as they both wreck you from the inside out.  
Star Platinum forces his cock as deep as he can, stilling to shoot ropes of thick cum down your throat.  A deep chuckle pulls you back into reality.  Jotaro grabs your waist hard, and bounces you on his cock at a new angle that makes your head spin.  
“You’re mine.  Don’t you ever forget it.”  You feel Star Platinum stroking your hair gently, a stark contrast to Jotaro rearranging your guts and giving you the fucking of a lifetime.  
“Say it.  I want to hear you say that you’re mine.”  
“I-I’m yours!  Please!  I’m gonna break! I’m cummingcummingcumming!!!”  He growls above you, sounding positively feral as he relentlessly fucks you through your orgasm, already going back for seconds.  
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In which you take your boyfriend to a party and he gets jealous of your friends
Ft. Caesar Zeppeli, Joseph Joestar, Rohan Kishibe, Jotaro Kujo, Dio Brando, Jonathan Joestar
Warnings: Slightly suggestive. Mentions of alcohol. Google translated Italian. Gender neutral reader. Not proofread.
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CAESAR ZEPPELI
You stood there, chatting excitedly with your friends about how your week had been. They listened intently and you all spent a good amount of time just exchanging stories over the loud music that was playing from the living room of the house.
You could barely hear them, but you didn’t mind. The environment around you was anything but quiet, which was fair since you were at Joseph Joestar’s party.
It had been hours since it started, and some people were starting to pack up and leave, taking some of the loud buzz with them.
Eventually it began to calm down, and it was just you and your best friend sitting on the couch, enjoying one another’s company in peace.
The two of you continued in your tipsy conversation, giggling frequently as you spoke. It was nice, honestly. Your week had been nothing short of a nightmare, only adding to the amount of stress you were under. So when you found out about Joseph’s party, you immediately decided to take Caesar and head over.
Speaking of Caesar…
The party had been going on for hours and you had yet to see him.
As you were speaking to your friend, you found yourself being interrupted by the feeling of someone’s arms wrapping around your waist.
“Caesar…” You whispered, turning to look at him as he buried his head into your shoulder, kissing at the flesh gently. He looked up and shot your best friend a glare, which resulted in them excusing themselves and leaving the two of you alone.
His grip on you tightened, his back pressing up against your chest as he continued to kiss and bite as your neck.
“Finalmente- siamo soli.”
Finally- we’re alone.
JOSEPH HOESTAR
It was his party and he was out dancing in the living room, drunkly throwing his arms into the air as he moved carelessly. You couldn’t help but giggle at the sight as you talked to your new friend Caesar, who apparently went way back with Joseph.
The two of you hit it off, especially when you found out that he was an ex of Joseph’s, which meant he had dirt on him that you could use against him later. You actually grew so lost in your conversation with the blond that you tuned out your boyfriend’s drunken dancing.
“So like I was saying- JoJo is a bit of a-“ Caesar began, leading you into the kitchen and away from the noisiness of the living room. You listened intently and contributed to his points, telling him about what your relationship with Joseph had been like so far until-
“Y/N!” The sound of Joseph’s voice rang throughout the kitchen, causing you to jump in surprise as he stormed over towards you. “I sidn’t know Caesarino was h-here!” He slurred his words and threw an arm around your shoulder, shooting a glare at the man before you.
Caesar took that as his sign to leave and did just that, leaving you and your drunk boyfriend alone in the kitchen.
“Y/nnn.” He whined, both of his arms now pulling you close to him as he struggled to stay upright. “Why were you talking to himmmm??”
“Well he and I had some interests, that’s all.” You chuckled slightly but let out a surprised yelp as he put all his weight against you. “Joseph! Get up!” You groaned and forced him to stand up, pouting as you led him back to his bedroom so he could rest.
“But you’re mineee.” He continued to whine as you dragged him, pouting childishly as you walked.
“I didn’t say I wasn’t.” You chuckled. Drunk Joseph was always… something else.
“Let me show you.” He whispered, pinning you against the wall of his hallway and trapping you there. He began to attack your neck, leaving sloppy love bites in his wake.
“Please.”
And you just couldn’t tell him no.
ROHAN KISHIBE
He wasn’t much of a ‘party person’, but he figured he’d humor you just this once. He had spent most of the night right by your side, making sure nothing bad happened to you as you drank.
Had you always been this social?
Maybe it was the alcohol talking, but he did rather like that side of you.
Eventually, you ran off to talk to one of your buddies, and he decided to leave you be. But the sight of you with this friend of yours lit a fire within him. They had a hand on your arm, and seemed a little too invested in what you had to say.
Perhaps you two were just close. He hoped so, even though he didn’t fully understand why.
Since the great Rohan Kishibe doesn’t get jealous of others.
Others get jealous of him.
With an annoyed sigh, he put on a stern expression and walked over to you two. You greeted him with a cheery smile that sent butterflies swirling in his stomach, and it made him feel slightly guilty for what he was about to do next.
He grabbed you by the collar of your shirt and forced your lips to collide with his, using your gasp of surprise as the perfect opportunity to shove his tongue down your throat and remind you that he was the one that continued to make you feel good.
“R-Roh-“
“We’re leaving.” He grumbled and grabbed your wrist, smirking at how your little friend was nowhere in sight. Your drunken protests fell on deaf ears as he pulled you out of the house and into his car, buckling you up safely and stomping over to his side.
“What was that for-“ He cut you off by smashing his lips onto yours once again, groaning at the taste of alcohol that came from you.
You were in for it now, and you didn’t even know why.
JOTARO KUJO
He couldn’t believe that you thought it would be a good idea to drag him out to a party. Honestly! What in the world was running through your mind?!
But when he saw how much fun you were having, he just couldn’t take it away from you.
So- he resorted to standing in the corner of the, rather large, living room, arms crossed as he watched you dance around aimlessly.
It was all fun and games, until he watched one of your close friends come up and begin to dance with you. They took your hand in theirs and began to jump and sing along with you, their smile just as bright as your own.
The sight sent Jotaro’s heart to his stomach.
What was this feeling bubbling up inside him? Was it jealousy?? Surely not. Jotaro Kujo was known to get jealous every now and then, but over one of your friends?
It made him feel more guilty than anything.
It should be him dancing with you, making you smile and giggle like that. He should be the one out there encouraging you to be yourself while you hop around and scream the lyrics of the song that just came on.
God why did he have to stand over in the corner?
Hesitantly, he walked over to the two of you, grabbing your wrist and pulling you to the side briefly. His heart swelled at the sight of your cheesy grin, which only made him feel worse.
“Y/n.” He started out with a heavy sigh. How was he supposed to tell you he was jealous of your friend? It would ruin your night and he knew it. So… he sucked it up and gave in to the crazy idea that had been bothering him since he saw you go out and dance.
“What’s wrong?” You seemed to sense his inner turmoil, your voice soft and understanding. “Do you need to leave? It’s alright with if you do, I get it.” You made a motion to grab your jacket, but he only pulled you back towards him.
“I want to dance with you.”
Oh wow. Did he really just say that? He had to be kidding… but based on the way he was looking at you, you knew he wasn’t.
You’d ask him about his change of heart later, but decided to give him a peck on the lips and drag him back to the center of the living room.
It was a sweet act on his part, but his eyes betrayed how he really felt.
He was going to take you, and not a single bit of your body would be safe from his wonder working lips.
DIO BRANDO
He’s a slut for a good party and you know it. Nothing can stop him from getting absolutely wasted and enjoying himself in the sea of people. He was practically born to live in the spotlight, so that he’ll do.
Until you drag him home.
Or until he sees you flaunting around with a good for nothing loser that he’s never met before.
Tonight- it was the latter, his eyes laying upon the sight of you talking to a supposed friend of yours that he’s never met.
There was always the possibility that you had met them tonight, but he wasn’t about to hear you out. He knew all of your friends. Every single one of them. And he didn’t care if they liked him or not, so long as he knew them.
He watched in disgust as you laughed at something the stranger said, cringing even further when you placed a hand on their shoulder to steady yourself.
The sight simply enraged him, and maybe it was the alcohol talking, but it made his heart throb in agony.
Was he really that bad for you? I mean sure, he was your boyfriend, but he’s never been jealous of someone before and it was really starting to bother him.
“Y/n!” He hissed and grabbed you by your wrist, not even giving you a chance to say goodbye to your friend. “Stop trying to date other people!” His face was close to yours, and his breath reeked of alcohol.
“I’m not?!” You argued, pulling your wrist away from his grasp, only to have him grab it again and lead you out of the house. “Hey! What are you doing?!” You shouted and glared at him as you stood. “Are you at least going to tell me what’s wrong?”
He stopped and looked back at you, his eyes shining with malice and nothing more. He was totally blinded by his rage.
“I’m going to remind you who you belong to.”
And by god he did.
JONATHAN JOESTAR
He’s a gentle giant. Parties aren’t really his thing, but if it makes you happy, then he doesn’t mind a whole lot.
For the most part, it was the two of you and some friends talking by the pool, your feet dangling in the water as you talked. It was relaxing, surprisingly, and Jonathan couldn’t help but rest his head on your shoulder as you talked.
Now, Jonathan isn’t really the jealous type. He never really has been and he doesn’t think he will be.
But there’s just something about Dio sitting beside you that sets him off.
“Hello Y/n darling.” His voice is like silk, smooth in his way to try and seduce you. “JoJo.” He nodded at Jonathan before taking your hand in his and kissing it softly.
“Dio.” You scoffed and pulled your hand away. “I didn’t know you were invited to this party.”
“Of course I was.” He chuckled lowly and smirked. “I’m always invited to these things.”
Jonathan’s arms found their way to your waist, curling around you and holding you close. He lifted his head up and shot a glare at Dio, his gaze unwavering in his resolve. The blond scoffed and left, leaving you and Jonathan alone to enjoy one another’s company.
“You know… Dio is our neighbor…” He started, whispering softly into your ear. “It would be nice if we could ensure that he didn’t get sleep tonight, no?”
“Oh Jonathan.” You chuckled and leaned into him. “I don’t see why not.”
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