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#I’ve seen enough
steveyockey · 2 years
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can the basement that they run the united states out of just collapse already
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lordzukosnosehair · 2 months
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About to punt AJ Newell into the sun
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jojo-reader-hell · 2 years
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Y’all are killing me with these uwu readers so here’s the Dio x Reader headcanon list you didn’t ask for where the reader attempts to have some backbone
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“Namely, when one comes across something stronger than them, and there is absolutely no way to fight back. Or when they encounter something unknown. You may either struggle, resist, run away, or accept. But upon meeting upon meeting Lord DIO, a fifth option is introduced…Joy!”
You heard this ridiculous prattle and immediately yelled out “Cease that infernal caterwauling you old crone.”
Who could ever understand the complexity of emotions you felt towards he who proclaimed to be your husband?
Enyaba was years older than the others, but still seemed to only be capable of two things: blindly casting herself at the feet of Dio Brando, or secretly boring holes into the back of your head with her penetrating glare.
You cared not a whit. In fact your indifference seemed to be the driving force behind Dio’s intense pursuit of your affections.
Truly no one has ever seen anything like it, the possessive grip he has on your waist or the greedy way he lays a hand on your glutes is foreign. He’s never treated anyone else like this before.
People will melt in desire at his touch. Yet you seem to be almost annoyed at its consistency.
“Will you please…” you hiss in his ear just loud enough for everyone else to hear. They all have to pretend they don’t notice, but the shock is hard to conceal when they see their “god” absolutely pouting at your rejection.
They all know better than to bring up the fact that you don’t seem interested in him. Once a meal he’d let live made the nasty comment that you were just a plain old woman hiding behind a facade of fangs.
He rescinded the offer of life immediately.
You are far older than Enyaba. Some speculate you are the same age as Dio, and you have confirmed this fact to Hol Horse who eagerly relays that you were sixteen at the time of your turning back in 1889. Hence the fanciful way you talk in that soft antiquated English.
It’s hard to really get you alone to find out more, Dio never leaves you alone for very long.
But it is obvious he thinks the world of you, worshiping the crook of your neck with his lips whenever he gets the chance, trying to make you smile and laugh with playful antics that remind one of a schoolyard romance.
Most of the time you shy away, a frown evident on your face. You’re perhaps the only person in Dio’s circle who has the power or propensity to actively deny him when you just do not want affection.
You even have the audacity to groom him when it suits you, an act that he will willingly drop any concubine for, clothes or not. His meals and devoted followers seethe with anger when they try to touch his face and he slaps their hands away, meanwhile you will wipe his face of blood, tame his blonde mane with your fingers, caress his clothes if you see a thread out of place.
And he melts.
He is completely absorbed in your touch and will follow you like a puppy, clamoring clumsily for more.
While you do have your pleasant points, more often than not you seem grumpy or agitated. No one would ever be able to discover that you are this way because at first you were in love with another. A tragic Stockholm syndrome relationship developed between the two of you when you realized he was going to stop at nothing to ensure you belonged to him.
It took a great amount of time to convince you of his sincerity. Especially considering he didn’t just let you die that night and instead took you with him whereas your previous lover had not yet in a hundred years even tried to find you.
You’re moving on from childish ideals held in the past, trying to make things work with the one person in the entire world who actually loves you and wants you to stay.
You’re used to having to struggle for affection. You’re not used to it just being doled out on a silver platter all for you.
It’s hard. It’s so hard accepting the fact that your life is drastically different now that you’re awake, and your callousness is only because you are still adjusting to this new life.
You’re trying to make it work.
And marvelously he does understand and is endlessly patient.
So you can push him away and snap at him all you’d like, Dio’s patience is endless because he sees you are at the very least trying very hard to get along with him.
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downwarddom · 1 month
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acrosstobear · 1 month
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🥱🥱🥱
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human-trainwreck · 5 months
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I’ve seen enough, plan for the parade to be in San Jose
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landoncrris · 10 months
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kai if you say “gunner” one more time i will rip your head off
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sab3rtooth · 1 year
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if someone tries to talk to me about tiktok trends or whatever i just blackout because idk what you’re even saying
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miraeism · 7 months
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just saw a video of taylor swift saying something abt this being why she doesn’t buy expensive jewelry and it was a 12k diamond ring in question. and the caption goes she’s so relatable….girl get your head out of gutter
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rickybaby · 8 months
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what’s going on with redbull?
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murasaki-cha · 2 years
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Me: *scrolling through Pinterest*
Me: *sees a Cale x Eruhaben fanart where they’re making out*
Me: Ok that’s enough internet for today *throws phone off balcony*
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bpdohwhatajoy · 1 year
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cutely gouges my eyes out
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babythegod · 1 year
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When I took dmt bathing in the tub a while back I became a vortex of checkered illusions and everything around me shared the same pattern and colors , including myself , i had no face or true form…I travelled inside the vortex and I met Ye and Rih they didn’t have a face or body either but I felt their energy signature..we all were the vortex.
Another time, I looked in The mirror and saw that I was a three eyed alien , I had long legs and my skin was blood-orange with deep purple wild hair.
&I saw myself as a constellation in the sky but with a pharaoh’s crown on.
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heartual · 11 months
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😟
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girl. be so fucking forreal
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