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#part 3 dio
starfrou · 10 months
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⭐️ DIO’s Dummies ⭐️
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vnynv · 10 months
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look into my evil eyes 🤨see something inside ❓ 時代をも抱いてお前を殺めんばかりの my mind or what
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hermitowo · 7 months
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'He sucks blood...... AND DIC-!'
Happy bisexual visibility day, everyone! 🤗
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nikathesiren · 1 year
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Dio says "no" to bi erasure 😤
Old drawing I made for practice with screentones in CSP. Long time not using it... now I just work with Procreate.
Find more of my past illustrations with the hashtag #nikart (✿◡‿◡)
Also, please check out my Jojoctober 2022 if you haven't done so already ヾ(•ω•`)o
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fuckmachine42069 · 7 months
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dionilla yuri because twitter has given me dionilla brain rot
color ver under the cut
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tamagoneko · 9 months
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idk i just felt like drawing a fucked up horse lol
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a-998h · 6 days
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How would the Stardust Crusaders react to a vampire reader with a Cockney accent who wants revenge against Dio for turning them into a vampire? At the the fight with Dio, reader immediately cusses him out in full Cockney and nobody, except Dio, could understand a single thing they're saying lol
Joseph: Are you an agent of Dio?
Reader: Neva in me loife would I eva work for that bloody wankah! Look wot that bloke did to me!
I'm american and have never heard a cockney accent in my life.... I tried writing it as best as I could
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Jotaro Kujo
Oh fuck
The first time you meet... he tries to murder you
After you explain you're harmless sort of
He has no trust in you because... vampire, but your accent makes things off too
He isn't around a lot of British people back home, and decades in America has evened out Joseph's accent... and the only person Joseph knew with a cockney accent was Speedwagon, who's dead
That, combined with the rhyming slang that is used by those with a cockney accent...
Jotaro: So, are you with us or against us?
Reader: I'm with yew koid
Jotaro: The hell are you saying?
He tries his best but he still doesn't understand you
Weary of you because of your vampiric nature
Keeps an eye on you so you don't attack them
Tries to figure out your slang
Jotaro: Why did you work for Dio?
Reader: Oi didn't willingly work for vat Hampton wick!
Joatro *confused*
Reader: Wot, yew don't understand me?
Bonds with you over other things
Starts to like you after you try to protect him
He now understands fully that you want to drown Dio in holy water
Starts picking up on your slang... and he hates it
When you curse Dio in full cockney... he silently cheers for you
Smirks and says he's proud of you for cursing out Dio
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Oldesph
Joseph: Are you an agent of Dio?
Reader: Neva in me loife would I eva work for that bloody wankah! Look wot that bloke did to me!
Yeah, after that his Britishness returns
He starts to pick up on your slang, and it bonds you two
Is basically a sort of translator between you and the group
Sometimes, even he can't understand you through your accent
When his accent starts to show, he jokes that it's your fault
You two bond over your hate of Dio and being British
Asks you about his grandfather if you were turned during Phantom Blood
He tells you about Speedwagon, cause that is the only person he knows with a cockney accent
Joseph: You have a Stand?
Reader: you can't Adam and Eve it?
Joseph: Don't get brassed off at me!
Tries to explain American things to you and it's fun to watch
He is not happy about being a translator when he sometimes can't understand you
When you all get to Dio and you go full Cockney... he gives a 👍
Laughs and cheers you on as you curse out Dio with all the British slang and cockney rhyming slang you know
Pats you of the back when you're done
Hopes the Speedwagon foundation can cure you of being a vampire
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Jean Pierre Polnareff
He might have heard some cockney tourists when in France
Knows you from when he worked with Dio, so can vouch you're harmless... to the Crusaders
Polnareff: Oh Reader, it's good to see you're free mon ami!
Reader: Polnareff! Oi haven’t seen you for donkey’s!
Polnareff: I still can't fully understand you, but I've missed you
He works with Joseph as a translator for you to the others
He has taught you some French slang and you've taught him cockney slang
Likes your accent
Will defend you if people mock you due to your accent
Has written translations for the others
Hopes to get you cured of being a vampire
Teaches you french... which confuses more people
Polnareff: Do you like kabobs?
Reader: Yew bloody eejoit!
Polnareff: *confused* I'm not an idiot, I just asked if you wanted food!
Helps you talk with the locals in towns
😁👍 <- face he makes when you curse out Dio
Know your anger transcends any language
So happy you vented before helping in Dio murdering
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Noriaki Kakyoian
Also knows you from when he was a Dio servant
He never could grasp your accent or slang
Tries his best to understand you
He asks Polnareff to explain to what the hell you're saying
Reader: Kakyoian, let me give yew a lump of ice.
Kakyoian: We don't have any ice
Reader: I don't mean actual ice.
Wishes to have a book of your slang
He starts to pick up on slang you use
Also let's the others know you are harmless... kind of
Thinks rhyming slang is cool
Starts to pick up on your slang, just uses things wrong sometime
Sometimes he uses the slang which leads to funny situations
Kakyoian: Want an oily rag Polnareff?
Polnareff: An oily rag?
Reader: *laughing like a maniac*
You have to explain what so slang means
When you all face Dio... he just stares in shock as you go fully cockney swearing
At some point he starts laughing at the sight
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Muhammad Avdol
The most confused out of all of them
Outside of Joseph, he hasn't met a lot of British people
He is the most on edge with you, being a former servant of Dio
Once he warms up to you, he is still confused about what you're saying
Your slang is confusing to him...
Relies on Polnareff and Joseph for translation at some points
Can understand you when you aren't using the rhyming slang
The concept of rhyming slang is cool to him
Might pick up on some slang, but uses it wrong
Avdol: I saw something tumble down the sink.
Reader: *stares in confusion* maoite....
Avdol: I'm asking for a drink.
Reader: Vat.. Vats not wot vat means
You two bond over other things
Is shocked when you curse out Dio
Knows you hated Dio, but damn
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shitpostathon-nbpw · 1 month
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Drawing anything in JJBA style is so trust the process like wtf
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SEE?!
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bophamet · 1 year
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𝒐𝒉... 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝑾𝑬𝑳𝑳. 💚
hehehe here's my dio cosplay from katsucon this year!! i busted my ass on this whole thing, top to bottom was styled and constructed by me :)
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mrsvalentinefucker1 · 9 months
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voyurism and exhibitionsm: DIO x f!reader
You threw your arms down
“Why would I care if someone saw me like this?! It’s just a stupid dress!”
“Lord DIO wouldn’t like it very much that’s all I’m saying..” vanilla ice admitted
“So? Its not like I’m naked and you’re just watching me walk around!”
“It isn’t my choice, please put this on.”
“No!” You slapped the clothing out of his hand and walked out of the door
You ran into someone, he was very tall and felt cold..
“You don’t care?” The man tilted your chin up to look at him
“D-DIO… im Sorry I didn’t- i-“
“How dirty, y/n..”
“I’m sorry Lord DIO.” You looked away
“How about I let you apologize in another way.. possibly later tonight, the moon is beautiful and I would love to see you undressed under it.. the light is just beautiful in my room~”
“Your.. room?”
DIO hummed “yes, my room.. won’t you join me?”
You nodded as he let go of your chin.
“Good girl.” He walked away and let you stare at his exposed skin. The way the dim light moved around him.. the way his hair flowed. He was perfect, it was an honor to serve him in any way
The time came. Vanilla ice helped you get ready.
“Lord DIO.. she’s ready for you.” You Vanilla ice told him
“Bring her in.” He began to walk away until the man’s voice tore the silence “vanilla ice.”
“Yes, Lord DIO?” He turned around
“Make sure you all see.”
The man nodded and left to get you.
You entered the room
“Sit y/n.”
You sat down next to him
“Yes, DIO?..”
“You’ve been a very bad girl. You know you’re supposed to listen to Vanilla Ice. He know best. That’s why I have him watch over you when I can’t.”
You nodded
His cold hands made their way up your shirt to play with your nipples
You whimpered at the man’s touch
“What more do you want from me, y/n? I give you everything you want as you still misbehave. Why?”
“I- I don’t know Lord D-DIO..”
His mouth made its way to you neck, biting at it and leaving a small pool of blood
DIOs minions watched in awe as they peeped through the door
“Lay down Y/n.”
You did what he told and waited
He slid two fingers up your wet folds
“Wet already? You must like this..”
You nodded as you let out a small moan
He slid the two fingers into your wet hole and started to pump them in and out
You moaned as he continued to do this
“Will you be able to take me?”
“Yes, please DIO! Please fuck me..!”
He chuckled as he undid his pants, his cock springing forward. He pushed the head of his cock into your hole
“Nngh..”
“Too big?” He hummed as he leaned down into your neck
“Just.. go slow..”
“Slow? You think I’ll go slow after you disobeyed me?” He laughed “yeah right.” He thrusted into your core, blood began to seep out of your hole.
“Vanilla Ice! Get out here!”
The man walked from behind the door and stood at the side of the bed as DIO began pounding into you. Your walls contracting
“Filthy! It’s almost as if she likes being watched.”
Your eyes made contact with Vanilla ice’s as you moaned out DIO’s name.
“Go harder Lord DIO. show her that you are in charge.”
You begged him not to which made him want to do it even more!
DIO began pulling your hips into his at a vigorous pace. Your knuckles turned white as you gripped the sheets
You moaned out his name as you reached your orgasm, clenching around his cock
“Fill her Lord DIO!”
“I will Vanilla Ice!” DIO gripped your hips as he slammed you into his hips once more, cumming and painting your walls white with his semen.
“Next time listen.” The man got up and fixed himself, leaving you there as he and his minions left
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Buy me a Kofi! ☕️
Definitely not required but they do help:)
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𓂀 𝕆𝕙 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕚𝕗 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕖! 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕃𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕤… 𓂀
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gucci-giogio · 1 year
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Fuckboy Vampire
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junosartsthetic · 2 years
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The End Of It All
I wrote this last night and edited it just now. Warnings for violence ahead. It’s Dio, what did you expect? I like how it turned out all things considered. Expect more horror/dark fics as Halloween gets closer.
It was all too much to take in. Blood splattered your body, covering your clothes in dark red stickiness. Was it yours? You didn’t know. There was so much. Everything hurt. Were you going to die? Were you already dead? There was an excruciating pain in your chest, but was it emotional or physical? You gripped your sides as you knelt on the concrete, letting out a sob. This wasn’t how you wanted this trip to end. You wanted to get out of here, but you couldn’t just leave. You had a mission. You promised yourself and your teammates. 
You looked around you as you clutched your abdomen, tears streaming down your face. Where was everyone else? You hadn’t seen them since everyone entered the mansion. They had to be around here somewhere, right? They all must’ve escaped, right?
The city lights illuminated the darkened city streets, but there was no sign of anyone else. You stood, taking a few shaky steps forward. You craned your neck to look around you. Splatters of red littered the road you stood on, but you didn’t see any bodies. That was a good sign, at least.
You closed your eyes, taking in a breath and tuning in to the sounds of Cairo. Was the battle over? Who won? Somewhere near you heard the sounds of battle, and your eyes shot open as you raced towards the chaos. It wasn’t over yet. You had a chance to finish off your enemy once-and-for-all, protecting your friends in the process. You turned a corner, sprinting down an alleyway. It was just up ahead. You peaked around the corner, ready to charge.
You stopped in your tracks when you were met with Dio’s back. Your breath caught in your throat. Intrusive thoughts clouded your mind. Run. Leave the others. You won’t survive. Get out while you still can. It’s pointless to fight. You bit your lip hard, shaking those thoughts away. Never, you told yourself. You would never abandon this fight until it was finished.
Examining the situation, you spotted a body collapsed in front of Dio, but you couldn’t tell who it was from your view. Regardless of who it was, it was obvious they only had a few moments left to live. 
Dio had a street sign raised high above his head, cackling as he started to bring it down.
You had to act. Now. You had no plan, but you had no choice. It was now or never. If you did nothing, the person in front of Dio would die.
“Dio!” you shrieked, stand materializing beside you as you readied yourself to fight. You felt woozy on your feet, and it was becoming increasingly clear to you that you were going to pass out soon. “Tonight is your last night on Earth! I promise you!”
Your impulsive actions stopped Dio, and he laughed condescendingly as he turned around. You gulped as you looked into his eyes. You’d never seen his face before. You froze, blood going cold.
You were expecting a terrifyingly gruesome monster, but instead you stared at a devastatingly handsome man. Sharp cheekbones contoured a smooth face. Blond hair framed his strong jaw, and you gazed, mesmerized, at his full lips. Fangs peaked out from behind them as he grinned. You suddenly understood how he gathered so many followers. The aura he exuded was so horrifyingly alluring, like a moth to a flame. All thoughts drained from your mind, and you had to wrench your common sense back to stop yourself from falling to your knees. In the face of this being, you felt so weak and insignificant, like a worshiper to a God. Who were you to step to him? You were nothing. No one. And he? He was everything. The world.
Still, a small voice inside of you gathered inside of your stomach, whispering louder and louder until it shouted. Snap out of it. It didn’t matter who he was, you swore you’d rid the Earth of his presence, and you’d do everything in your power to make that happen. 
“Your sacrifice will be for nothing, (Y/N),” he spoke, shoes clicking against stone as he stepped closer to your meek form. “Why don’t you join me instead?”
You met his gaze, staring into piercing eyes. Your stance faltered. You forced yourself to stay in place despite every fiber of your being screaming at you to flee. Was he right? Would you die here tonight for nothing? What chance did you have at beating him? HIM? It was laughable. You would die tonight if you fought him. You knew that for a fact. But would your death be worth anything? You didn’t even know if anyone else was alive, much less able to finish him off. Still, if you ran he’d kill you anyway, right? You knew too much. So what choice did you really have?
You thought about his question. Was it some sort of taunt? A joke to rub in how pathetic and weak you were before he killed you? Why would he need someone like you on his side? It didn’t make sense. Your stand was powerful in certain situations, but you weren’t much of a fighter. He had no use for you. You were certain of it. But still. . . what if it was your only chance to survive?
You would never betray your friends, though. Not after everything you’d all gone through. Right? You clenched your teeth. Right? You’d gladly sacrifice yourself, even if it was pointless in the end. You’d die with your dignity. You would never live life as a traitor. Right? Right? Right? Why couldn’t you just spit it out? You would never betray them. Just say it. Say you’d never join Dio. Admit it. Why couldn’t you admit it? Why? Why? Why?
New tears blurred your vision. You collapsed, falling to your knees as you wiped your face, sobbing. You couldn’t say it. Deep inside, you were scared. You didn’t want to die. You were selfish. You wanted to live a long life. You wanted to die peacefully, a long time from now. You had so much to see. To do. You couldn’t die here. You just couldn’t.
A cold hand cupping your cheek had you frozen, breath hitched as fingers wiped your tears away. You opened your eyes. Dio squatted before you, a horrifyingly gentle look on his face. 
His other hand moved to caress your other cheek. 
“Don’t die here, (Y/N). Come with me. Stay with me,” he cooed. You felt his pointed nails scratch gently against your flushed skin.
You couldn’t think straight. You couldn’t think at all. There were no voices screaming at you to go or stay. Your mind was silent. Calm. You felt a disturbing sense of ease in that moment as Dio brushed away dirt, blood, and tears from your face.
As if possessed, you brought up your hands to meet his. The size difference was comical. You almost laughed. Who did you think you were, trying to fight this man? This. . . god? Everything about him was stronger than you. Bigger than you. Better than you.
His hands slid off your face to encapsulate your shaking hands. He kissed the top of each. “Give in to me,” he whispered, pulling you against him.
All at once, your body shut down. Your shoulders slumped as your muscles relaxed, and you leaned hopelessly against Dio’s broad chest. No tears fell as your breath began to steady. You blinked slowly. You felt so. . . tired. It’s as if everything you’d been through had caught up to you. You didn’t have enough energy to think about what you were truly giving in to. You just craved rest so badly. Within moments, your eyes were closed, and your mind turned off completely as you fell into sleep.
Sweat dripped down your brow as you screamed, shooting up from your sleeping position. You grabbed your face, tears falling. Taking in hurried breaths, you attempted to ground yourself. You heard no sounds of battle. You felt no blood stuck to your skin. You smelt no gore splattered on the streets. Was all of that a dream?
Removing your hands from your visage, you opened your eyes. It was pitch black. You couldn’t decide if that was a blessing or not. Regardless, it was obvious you were no longer hunched over on the streets. 
You felt around, gripping the soft silken sheets. You let out a sigh. It must’ve been a dream. Just a dream. A terrible, horrible dream. 
You fell back against your pillow, but froze when you felt your head hit a bulky arm. Who was in bed with you? You still couldn’t see anything, and so had no choice but to reach out blindly in hopes of stirring whoever lay next to you.
“You’ve finally come to,” a silken voice purred, and your heart stopped. Your stomach knotted violently. You felt sick. That voice. That voice. That goddamn voice. There was no denying it.
The arm behind your neck slid to grab your shoulder, and another snaked around your waist, pulling you against a cold chest. “Welcome to your new home, (Y/N). I’m sure you’ll be more than happy here.” Dio. It was Dio. It was no dream. It was real. This was real. And it was a nightmare. 
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majinsawdust64 · 1 year
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This gives off so much Dio energy and you can’t convince me otherwise.
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batgummy98 · 1 year
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[REPOST] 
dio horse (i rlly like mlp aus hehe)
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fuckmachine42069 · 6 months
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A very jojo halloween post !!!
i have had franknfurter!DIO stuck in my head for weeks so this had to happen
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no text ver :33
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