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i’m a CERTIFIED bruno bucciarati lover

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I just watched as someones ask got consumed by the void.

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#Joseph

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This was been in my drafts for MONTHS. Literally. You can tell how old it is by the first paragraph. Anyway! Hope you like it :) Here's Jobin porn

Hard Lovin' Man

Contrary to the title this is pretty fluffy. Notes include: NSFW, fem!reader soft sex mmm my favorite not betaread sorry for typos and yeah that's about it

Jobin was prone to staying up late in his beetle room. At this point you've gotten use to falling asleep most nights without him, cold and yearning for his warm body to lul you to sleep. Not to say that you hated him for spending so much time in that claustrophobic room, every good relationship needed space from time to time right?... But maybe he could've spent his time in there earlier in the afternoon.

It was nearing winter, it was cold and you were shaking and barely able to drift to sleep. You teetered on unconsciousness and reality for a while by yourself until the creak of the door to your room fell on your ear. Your heart couldn't help but skip a beat at the sound. That meant Jobin was here, maybe about to get ready for bed? Would you finally be able fall back into the arms of your lover once again?

He called your name softly, you twisted around just enough to show you were awake and said his name back. "Jobin? Are you coming to bed?"

You could just make out his face from the halo of light behind him. He had a tired smirk on his lips, his eyelids dropping heavily over his crystal blue eyes, "Yeah... Decided I spent long enough in my room, I wanted to join you in here." A smile found its way on to your face just before you twisted back into your original sleep position.

"Took you long enough." You snickered under your breath, snuggling deeper into the pillow cuddled between your arms. Jobin found his way underneath the blankets, wearing nothing but his boxers like he usually would. His hands found their way to your hips and without a moments hesitation they pulled your back into his chest with nothing but a squeak coming from your mouth. A jolt of heat found its way into your body, his hands warmed your chilled bones while his lips peppered kisses into your collarbone. Like getting a heated blanket thrown over you, Jobin melted into you, keeping the cold away. "Oh, you poor thing." He crooned in your ear, feeling the cold skin with his pretty lips. "You're freezing. Have I been leaving you in here all by yourself like this?"

"You have been." You confirmed while snuggling into his chest. "Really, shame on you, Jobin. Leaving me here to waste away, alone. No one to cuddle."

"Aw, you poor thing." The way he said it sent a shiver down your spine. One of those warm hands of his traveled down to your thighs, softly conducting heat between them in more then one way. He continued to kiss you, murmuring in your ear how terrible he felt. You stayed silent in his arms, quietly soaking in his praise and warmth, thinking Yes. Feel bad for me.

"How could I ever make it up to you?"

BINGO.

Finally, you allowed him to see your face, turning around to get an eye full of his bare chest and the pretty scars running down his face and his wet, plump lips, sore from all the secret hickeys he was hiding on your neck. You gave him a cheeky grin, and Jobin suddenly felt like he was in terrible trouble. "I do have an idea," You whispered into his lips, pulling him into a languid kiss, feeling his hot tongue push against yours once you were able to open his mouth. Your body pressed into his, hands running across his lithe muscles and the hair on the back of his neck. He followed with you, gently pressing you back down into the covers and getting on top of you, an elbow above your head to keep him from falling and the other rubbing your waist from underneath your shirt. Between hot kisses Jobin whispered this into your mouth, "Why don't I show you how sorry I really am?"

A new thrill went down your spine. You nodded your head unable to hide your glee. He continued to kiss you harshly, lips never leaving yours as his hands pulled down the sleep wear on your lower half, panties included. Jobin felt you shiver in his arms once your wet heat was touched by the cold night and he held you tighter. His fingers moved down to play with your core, spreading your slick everywhere and fucking you with his fingers to help you accommodate for his impressive length. He swallowed your moans without complaint, and only pulled away once he was sure you were ready for more.

He bulled down his striped briefs and revealed his gorgeous cock, he pumped it into his wet fist, giving you quite the show from underneath him. You moaned in appreciation at the sight of him, watching him with drooping eyes and a hand pulling off your shirt.

"You tired sweetie?" He asked after getting back on top of you, bare chest pressing into your breasts.

"Mm, just a lil'." You sigh, breathing in his smell and burrowing into his neck. "Still wanna do it."

"Just lay back, I'll take care of you." His kissed the crown of your head while he softly entered you. You stayed wrapped around him, hands playing with his hair, legs crossed behind his back to keep Jobin close. You both moaned in each other's mouths, feeling every crevice of each other's bodies. Jobin's cock wasn't allowed to leave you while he slowly humped against your core.

"Fuck." He sighed. "So good. So good for me." He left sloppy kisses anywhere his lips could reach. "Such a pretty wife I have... So perfect."

"J-Jobin–!" You cry into your pillow once his cock head rammed against something inside you to make you see stars. You caught the evil grin on his lips once he heard you moan.

Jobin's hands moved lower from your rear to your thighs. "I'm going to go faster. Is that okay?"

"Please, Jobin." He kissed away the light tears dusting your eye, hushing away your quiet whines. Your legs were untangled from his back and pushed against your chest. You missed his warmth, but he assured you he would make it up to you.

In the new position Jobin got to piston his dick quicker inside you. Without his lips you were forced to cover your mouth with your own hands, as not to wake up anyone in the house.

His new pace became unbearable on your insides. The new position let his cock ram deeper inside of you, leaving you gasping for air and cumming hard on his length. The sudden constructing of you walls around his dick made Jobin freeze. He moaned and cuddled closer to you, appreciating the feeling of being inside you.

"Cumming so soon?" He laughed in your ear and lightly pulled away to see your eyes. You lightly hit him on the chest, embarrassed and looking away. He just laughed a little more and took your hand to kiss it. "I'm almost done... Afterwards we can cuddle, sound good?"

It did sound good. Cuddling with your husband was always the best.

He picked up his pace again. He was unforgiving, not gentle at all. The force of every thrust sent a shockwave back into your body, making your eyes roll shut. He breathed heavy in your ear, every breath hitching with every thrust inside of you. It didn't take too much longer until you get Jobin cum inside of you, filling you up with thick ropes of his spend.

He liked to collapse on top of you, nuzzling his heavy head into the crook your your shoulder, occasionally leaving soft kisses on your sticky skin. It gave you the opportunity to hold him close, run your hands through his hair and up his back, feeling every inch of his warm skin. He was like a nice, warm, weighted blanket, only for you.

He hummed into your neck lightly, lifting up his head a little to lazily kiss your lips. "So good... Such a good girl for me." The little praise made you feel airy and bubbly while he attacked you with more kisses, and of course you kissed him back with just as much fervence.

"Wanna go clean up?"

"No, let's stay like this. We can clean up tomorrow morning." He nodded along, collapsing back on top of you.

"Wanna shower before breakfast?"

"Together?"

You felt Jobin smile childishly into your neck. "Sounds like a plan."

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I CRAVE a bloody murderous yandere psychotic Yoshikage Kira fic I crave it I need this man to be absolutely insane I need him to go berserk I need him to lose his absolute goddamn shit

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smiles we must protect: theirs

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The JOJOLands, ch.1 - Jodio Joestar and 「NOVEMBER RAIN」

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JOJOLANDS: JOJO & JOBRO

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⚠️ Sw warning ⚠️

The JOJOLands Chapter 1, by WNMY

We Need More Yankiis is proud to present the first chapter of its translation of The JOJOLands! Please enjoy it!

Cubari link for those who can't use Mangadex

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Jodio Joestar in Hawaii

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The JOJOLands poster spotted at Japan bookstores

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The JOJOLands promotional teasers at the Shibuya railway station, Tokyo.

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A necessary reminder!!

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Self ship ask game: Send me an assumption about my self ships and I’ll either confirm/deny it.

*make sure to specify which self ship you wanna confirm/deny hcs for!

Have fun playing, yall! ✨

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What Makes Them Dangerous: Yandere Joseph Joestar

*Note: Here's Joseph's part of this. As I said in the previous post, I'll probably add more characters later, but this is all I have right now. I'm probably going to write some short blurbs for Tumblr for a bit until I get over this writer's block. I'm trying not to leave you guys hanging for too long.

Another yandere you’ll never suspect to be yandere in a million years, but even if you do, it won’t matter. Joseph is extremely clever. Sure, he may act like a muscle-brained moron or an overgrown child sometimes, but his cunning and wit are sharper than Kars’ arm blades. It’s really easy to write him off as a hopeless goofball when he’s whining about you ignoring him or getting into hamon-infused food fights with Caesar, but don’t be fooled. He knows exactly what he’s doing. He’ll use his goofball nature to endure himself to you. I mean, how can you say no to that blinding smile? If you make him sad he’ll pout like a toddler until you apologize and make it up to him. Joseph has a way of wearing you down by simply wearing you out. Dealing with this particular yandere will make you feel like an overworked single mother whose kid is going through the “terrible twos”. He’ll have you so exhausted and annoyed that you’ll give in just to get him to stop his childish antics. 

If that doesn’t work, he’ll revert to sabotage. Oh, you’re going out on a date with someone else? Not if he has anything to say about it! If he can’t convince you to change your mind about the date, he’ll follow you in secret and make sure you have the worst possible time imaginable. He’ll use Hamon, sleight of hand, his ties to the Speedwagon Foundation, bribery, intimidation, or whatever else he has at his disposal to ruin your date. All night long your date gets food dumped on him, wine and other drinks spilled all over his expensive suit, his car has four flat tires for no reason at all, and on top of it all a stray dog decides to use his leg as a toilet. By the end of the night, your date is so stressed and frustrated that he yells at you. Somehow he blames you for everything that happened to him and leaves you to walk home by yourself. Your eyes are blurred with tears so you don’t see who it is that you bump into while attempting the long walk home. You flinch, expecting to be yelled at again only to discover that it’s good ol’ JoJo. He always seems to be there when you need him. You’re so glad to see a friendly face that you don’t even question what he’s doing on this side of town. You tell him all about your terrible date and he decides to cheer you up by taking you on a date to his favorite Italian restaurant. Have you ever had squid ink spaghetti? No? Yeah, it sounds gross, but trust him, it’s the best thing you’ll ever eat!

He’ll wine and dine you and you’ll have so much fun with him that you’ll forget all about how badly your date went. Before long, you won’t even think of dating anyone other than JoJo. And that’s the dangerous thing about Joseph. You may think you have him all figured out, but no matter what, he’ll always be two steps ahead of you.

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