my only redeeming quality is that i write stuff. i do fallout, fire emblem, and jjba. feel free to request whatever; i’m generally new to tumblr.im more active on wattpad, so feel free to check that out, under the same name as the one i use here.
i want to be crushed between ova dio’s boobs. i want him to walk up to me when i’m at the gas station picking up a packet of gummy bears and slams me into the freezer (breaking many bones in my body in the process) and then whip me around and snake an arm around my waist, bringing me to his chest. the moment would be almost romantic, that is, until his grip tightens around my waist, and he cautiously brings his calloused hand to cradle my neck. i’d glance up, err, try to. the second i attempt to move my head upwards, he applies pressure to my neck, causing my air supply to cut off. i would start to suffocate in the middle of a 7-eleven. people would walk by and think that we’re simply exchanging a romantic gesture, but no. as the clock ticks by, my face wraps into a mixture of ecstasy and pain. then, i would collapse, and die.
the thought has been in the back of my head for days now, and I haven’t been able to accept it. what if my friends found out? i’d be labeled a freak—something unworthy of love. but i’ve learned something. i won’t let their thoughts define me, or my opinions anymore. i’m tired of hiding in the shadows.
“hey bitchtits” i say to my uncle. the same man whom did unspeakable things to me with a hose during my 6th birthday party, away from prying eyes
“whhaka” he started, but before he could actually say something coherent, i stuck my fingers into his neck. i had painted my nails last night with special!!! dio flavored nail polish that i made out of the same materials from jilly juice.
i absorbed his blood into my body. yes!!! it worked. the blood of my daddy- uh, uncle, courses through my veins!! the blood of my uncle courses through my veins!!
i leaned back and imitated a famous dio pose. yes. taht one. i did a “wryyyy”
but…. oh no
i had completely forgot! i was recently discharged from the hospital because of my fatal explosive anal bleeding. so, when i leaned back, my neck snapped right off my head and rolled onto the floor. i looked at my body for a second. Bro wtf
my body fell completely limp. i could not control it at all. All I could do was let out a sad “wryy :(“
i was now just a head. i had suffered a similar fate to dio Brando; (although maybe a bit less epic since i didn’t have the anime music going on in the background.) cursed to live on through my immortality as a severed head.
Uhh then the roof fucking fell down and actually killed me. Idk I don’t want to continue this shit it’s already WAY too fucking long
Plenty of distressed Grahams for all your distressed Graham needs. Him hitting the sarsaparilla bottles reminds me of the milk bars in LoZ for some reason. Sasp edits thanks to @yesjejunus. Also, have a sketchy follow up for when he finally pops a blood vessel from being, well, him.