#MUSE: esidisi

[alien-bottle]

Hes like a piece of art

Is he paying attention to what hes saying? Hes certainly trying

#esikars #kars #esidisi #jjba #pillar men #battle tendency #im never gonna stop thinking about esidisi being his muse and im not apologizing for it #he loves him hes obsessed with him hes so good to him and hes breathtakingly beautiful #hes gonna make art of him every day of his LIFE!!! #like me :P

[gazelessmenagerie]

( tfw your brain suddenly explodes with past muses and you're here knowing you gotta leave for like an hour to eat and come back........but will the motivation to write these muses persist? )

#|| Tag: OOC #( .........okay but i miss having the stupid evil catman doing stupid evil catman things ) #( let him manipulate. gatekeep. catboss....... but then I haven't written his stupid ass for 6 years ) #( but he still hangs around. ) #( and then I get reminded i almost wrote Esidisi cause of a friend. ) #( and then i went through a minor Emotion Session remembering my shitass ex while looking for things to shove into my queue ) #( and realized I CAN write my past muses without linking them to that shitass ex. ) #( in short........... its been a strange 2 hours and idk if I'm out of the woods yet with this strange sudden spike of lunacy )

[dollwritesarchive]

Oh Pillar men, how do i love thee? Let me count the ways of what I'd let them do to me 👀 For real though, I'd love it if you could write something with either of them with exhibitionism. I just think they're so 🔥🔥 Thank you!

I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH! That’s why choosing was so hard. technically all of them are in it ❤️

𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝓎 ⎹ 𝓚.

❝ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ⤻ jojo’s bizarre adventure / kinktober 2022 / @dollsanime-library

❝ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ⤻ kars ( but the others are definitely there ) x servant!reader ( f! ) [ 2k years ago ] — same reader from the santana piece

❝ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ⤻ nsfw! none of my writings are meant for anyone under the age of 18, and any minors interacting will be blocked on site.

❝ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ⤻ this is a dark fic. suggested dub con & sexual slavery, exhibitionism, cuckqueening if you squint, masturbation ( him ), facial, cum worship, master kink, threats against reader, brief fingering ( her ), degradation

❝ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ⤻ 2k / mini musing

❝ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴇ ⤻ i do not consent to having my work reposted / translated / stolen in any capacity for any reason. please reblog and leave a comment to support content creators! my work is very rarely proof read so mistakes may be present. all characters / pairings i write for are 18+ with no exceptions.

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.

and 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 ).

but 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!” 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.”

#kars #Kars x reader #Kars x you #Kars smut #jojo #jojo x reader #jojo x you #jojo smut #jjba #jjba x reader #jjba x you #jjba smut #jojo’s bizzare adventure x reader #jojo’s bizarre adventure #jojo’s bizarre adventure smut #jojo’s bizarre adventure x you #pillar men #pillar men x reader #pillar men x you #pillar men smut #kinktober 2022

[admrlthundrbolt]

Heal The Pain (Dragon Wamuu x Chubby Reader)

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When a human breaks his solitude. Wamuu will have to decide what price will be paid.

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Hi guys, I'm at it again. Wamuu is my personal favorite Pillar Man. So I wanted to do something special for the honorable man himself. I hope you enjoy.

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He had always been taught to have a distain for humans. They were petty, selfish, and down right ignorant. His mentors, Kars and Esidisi, were the most powerful of dragon kind. It was an honor to be taken under their wings, but there were somethings he didn't understand.

Humans being one of them.

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“We have to do something about this.” You held back from adding anymore spiteful things to the statement.

The village leader looked down on you, haughtily. “What do the musings of a girl have to do with our survival?”

Balling your hands into fist, you steadied yourself. This was exactly why your village was in the situation it was now. “I am the daughter of the captain of the guard.” Seeing the comment ready to leave his mouth, you shoved a finger in his face. “His death, by your negligence, does not take away his title.”

He actually had the audacity to scoff. “He and all of the former guard are no more. How will you take care of what they couldn't.”

Squaring your shoulders, you tilted your chin up. “Make a deal with a dragon.”

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He could hear something approaching, something out of place. It’s steps were heavy, but steady. He moved to the entrance of his cave. Hoping to catch a glance of whatever it could be. It had been a long while since his last encounter with any being that could converse.

Though when you stepped into veiw, he couldn't help but stare. A human had stumbled upon his lair. You were unlike any description of a human he had heard of. Skin glistening in the midday sun, you were so soft and plump looking. A determined look was set on your alluring face.

Taking a moment to rest you pulled out a familiar looking tome. He was shocked to see you holding one of Master Kars’ hand written books. Without a second thought he approached you. “Where did you find that tome?”

It was your turn to be surprised. This mountain of a man had appeared from no where and was asking about your grandmother's book. This was definitely a bizarre situation, but maybe it could be in your advantage. “If I tell you, do you think that you could help me find a nearby cave?”

Nodding he stepped closer to you. “That sounds like a fair trade. I have lived in these woods for a long time, so I know the landscape well.”

A dazzling smile spread across your face. “Amazing, I can’t believe my luck.” You sit on a fallen tree not to far away and pat the space next to you.

He eyes the spot, but after one look at you, he settles down.

Then you regaled him with the take of how your grand mother helped a wounded man in the woods. You fondly recalled how head strong she could be and how the man took a liking to that. She sheltered and cared for the man. He stayed with her for a while, until the local town folk discovered what the man really was. A dragon named Kars. He left to keep her safe, but gifted her with a token from his hoard, a hand written tome. The very book you had and were using to try to find his disiple, Wamuu.

All of the information swirled around his mind in a storm of confusion. It had been years since he had seen Master Kars. When they had last talked, his master still had a negative opinion of humans. That seemed to have changed though. He even seemed to have been courting your grandmother. Giving a piece of your hoard to anyone is a promise to be life mates.

It was a staggering revelation. That the very being to teach him the flaws of humans, could fall for one.

You took in his befuddled expression. Perhaps he had never thought dragons to be real. “Sorry if that was a lot. Do you still want to lend me a hand or do you need time?”

Your concern for him was flattering, but it seemed fate brought you together. “There is no need. I am the being you seek.”

Eyes widening, you blinked up at him a few times. So his shock was from the story of his master. This would also explain why he looked so different from anyone you had ever met. Still you had to make sure. “If that’s so, could you answer one question for me.”

Nodding he said. “I will, to the best of my abilities.”

You sent him another dazzling smile. “What is the name of your other master?”

“That's simple enough. His name is Esidisi.”

Jumping up from the log, you turned to him fully. “Perfect. I’ve come to you with an urgent request. This may take longer to explain. Would you be more comfortable in your cave? I know leaving your hoard unsecure can be uncomfortable. “

Again he was taken aback. Your knowledge of Dragon culture intrigued him. Though if it came from the book or your grandmother was a mystery. The more puzzling thing came from his ease of mind abound you. It wasn’t until you mentioned his hoard, that he realized that he hadn’t given it a thought. But this was something to ponder for a later time.

Leading you to his cave, he prepared himself for what should be another intriguing tale.

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He was astonished at the torment your village had been out through. “So the greed of your incompetent leader has led to the slaughter of your warriors.”

With a grim frown you nodded. “That about sums it up. Which is were you come in.” You give his shoulder a reassuring pat. There was just something about this man. His demeanor was so curious to you. He was a mesmerising moutain.

“Yes, so you wish for me to defeat him in combat? From what you told me it would be easily done.”

The noise that came from you was melodic. A sudden burst of laughter, that you attempted to stiffle with your hand. “As entertaining as that would be. I have a more practical request. I’d like you to protect the village and help me train the willing people left. We are basically defenceless after that fool sent out guard on a suicide errand. To keep everyone safe, I’ve come to the only person I know of that could help. “ You held up the tome to emphasize your point.

Wammu knew that there was nothing he wanted to do more in this moment.

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The trek back to the village was just as tedious, but a lot less loney. Wamuu may not have been as much of a conversationalist as some of the other villagers. Though he always has well thought out and interesting answers. It was a considerably pleasant experience.

The trouble started when the village came into sight. You were both met with the grimacing face of the village leader. His face was twisted into the most exaggerated frown you had ever witnessed.

“I see that you come back with a man rather than a beast. As expected from the daughter of a failure.” He let out a bark of a laugh.

Until you socked him in the nose that is. “The destroyer of what little hope this village has, has no right to talk ill of his destruction. You forced an entire guard on a suicide mission for your greed. What I do to salvage what is left of our home is my business. If I wish you to be a part of it, you’ll be invited. “ You took Wamuu's arm in your own and walked away.

He was stunned at your firery passion. You had much more than meets the eye and he was eager to see what was to come.

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You gathered all that were willing and started training right away. You were glad to have Wamuu as a training partner, it was honestly a blessing. He was the most skilled warrior you had ever met. Every word that Kars had wrote about him was true. You just hoped it would be enough to help protect the village.

He was beyond impressed with your fighting ability. Where you really shined though was your strategic mind. He had never met someone he could spar with on an even playing feild. While he may have the strength advantage, you were always three steps ahead of him mentally.

Watching you train the recruits made him swell with pride. Though as you took down a new recruit, that thought they could challenge you. Caused him to feel something entirely different. His chest would bloom with a emotion unknown to himself.

On a particular odd occasion, a man that seemed closer to his own size came into town. He boasted that since the previous guard had fallen, he would be taking over. That the village leader had called for his help personally.

You calmly told him if he could beat you in hand to hand combat the position was his. This cause Wammu to speak out and defend you. You only placed a hand to his chest and told him to relax and enjoy the show.

It wasn't until that particular moment that he really got to see you in action. The way you centered yourself as the man barreled your way. The ease that you seemed to toss him over you. As you pinned him to the ground, your soft pliable skin shifted. Years of hard work and muscle showing themselves. The mid afternoon sun shown off of you in a beguiling light. He felt that he could be truly blinded by your figure.

The second the newcomer tapped, you released him. Then held out a hand to help him to his feet. Patting the man on his back, you offered for him to stay and train with your group. He looked downcast at the ground, but agreed.

Wamuu went to sleep many nights thinking of that fight.

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The more time you spent with Wamuu, the better you understood the tome. You had read through it in your childhood, but meeting him opened yourself up to understanding it.

The way that Kars was tore between duty and love. Speaks to you now in a way that was unknown before. Your heart would clench when you noticed the time and care Wammu put into training your people. Your affection seemed to be growing for him by the day.

But the tome told a journey of star-crossed lovers. It made your breath shudder at the thought of following in their footsteps.

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You could both tell that the time for rigorous training was coming to an end. Though neither of you wanted to admit that your paths may split soon. It was on such a day, while these thoughts weighed heavy, that the village leader interrupted.

“I am tired of your constant insolence and rabble-rousing.” He pointed an accusing finger your way. He was followed by the few people who still stood with him. It help that they were also the ones getting their pockets lined with ill gotten gains. “ I suggest you take your man Dragon and leave. Before I decide to take over more drastic action. “

You scoffed at the threat. “Why don’t you make me. In fact I challenge you to a duel. Losser is banished.” Squaring your shoulders, you met his eyes in a fierce glare.

He took a moment to stutter and look around the crowd. Then he quickly regained his composer. “Very well, but my champion shall fight in my place.”

His personal body guard stepped forward and you reeled back. It was William, your father’s best friend and close family friend. You had no ill will for the man, he was only doing what he had to to support his family. If you knew that he would play this dirty of a trick, you would have been better off killing him long ago.

Suddenly Wamuu stepped forward, he couldn't stand seeing you so distressed. “Then I will fight as her champion.” Keeping a mask of neutrality, he looked at the tyrant.

Crossing his arms, he sneered at the larger man. “Very well, let’s see what you can do Dragon man.”

With a solemn nod you motion everyone back from the pair of duelist. The two face each other in the middle of the training grounds.

The large man kneels down and a low rumble starts resonating from him. You stare in wonder as he slowly shifts into a giant golden dragon. Glimmering brilliantly in the sun light. Your breath leaves you in a gasp as you take in his true form. Horns curved in an elegant manner and thick muscle ripples under shining scales.

William bows his head at the beast then walks to your side. “I refuse to fight this grand being.”

The lord throws a tantrum. “Do you people not see this monster. He will eat you in one bite and yet you take his side.” He waved his arms around in panic.

Stepping forward you place a hand on one of Wamuu's claws. He unexpectedly holds his hand out to you and motions for you to step onto it. Taking the offer, he raises you up. “This situation has become ridiculous. Your greed has caused a severe loss for our people. Yet you wish to get rid of the only hope we have left. This tragedy has brought us together in an unexpected way.” You spend a long moment looking over the villagers. “I move that we do away with the hierarchy and govern ourselves. We have become strong relying on one another.”

What starts as quiet clapping soon morphs into uproarious cheers. A large grin takes over your face as you pat his hand. He understands and lowers you gently. Stepping over to the red faced lord you say. “I believe your services are no longer needed.” Your satisfaction only grew as he stopped away.

Turning back the the dragon, you watch as he shrinks back to his human form. “As for you, I don’t think anyone would mind the safety and council a mighty Dragon would bring.” Brushing a bit of hair away from your face, you gave him a soft smile. “If you would like to stay that is.”

He looked at you with a gentle expression. “It will take a while to move my hoard. Do you think you could help me?”

Eyes widening at the trust he was putting in you, a sly smile slipped onto your visage. “I happen to know of a manor that will be vacant soon.”

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It had taken a while, but Wamuu had taken up residency in the manor, along with his hoard. You took extra care in not harming the pieces of his treasure. He had painstakingly organized the objects, at least the ones for display.

He cleared his throat as he entered the room you were in. It happened to be the weapons room, your favorite to admire. Heading over to one weapon that you’ve gazed at, for more time than you’d like to admit, he took it down. “This is a Macuahuitl, a wooden club with obsidian blades lining the edge. The obsidian is one of the only rocks that can be sharper than steel itself. I have always had a fondness for this particular weapon.” Holding towards you, he smiles. “Which is why I think it would be perfect for the Captain of the guard.”

Your expression shifted from intent admiration into bewildered amazement. The tome had revealed many things to you, but the most prominent was the meaning behind it. “Are you sure?”

Closing your hands around the handle, he nodded. “More sure than anything else I’ve ever done.”

#jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #chubby reader #chubby reader x wamuu #wamuu #wamuu jjba #pillar men #alternate universe #fantasy #mutual pining #fights #abuse of authority #dragons #warriors

[little-caboose-on-big-adventures]

Starter Call!

Like for a Mina Starter, Reblog for an Esidisi Starter, or comment with one of my muses for a starter with them!

[emmetofthestars]

Are you still doing the prompts meme? 🍇with Esi or Kars <3 (tho if you wanted to do the kiddos I'd enjoy it)

ya i am! also ill do both giggle

"how would my muse describe their childhood?  how much has it impacted the person they are now,  or will become as an adult?  around what age did they or will they start to mature,  and why?  do they wish to go back to their days as a child,  or have they embraced adulthood?"

this is so funny because like . yknow. but in a vacuum both kars and esidisi would be conflicted about their parents/childhood and just kinda say "it was nothing special" although esidisi feels a bit better about his childhood than kars

tbh it took them time to really mature and even then took time to understand their responsibilities further

they definitely know they prefer being adults but they do keep in touch with their 'inner child'

#jjba #pillar men #text #emmet answers

[hclius]

everyone seeks a home, a refuge.

His head bows just slightly. In a nod. What used to be their home was shaped by man, their now dead society something the youngest never fully experienced - only in ways they were raised, the values, habits, history and gods.

❝ — Before you or Wamuu even were gifted life, I lived alone in wasteland for thousands of years. Only Esidisi, stayed by my side. That is why our bond is unbreakable. We are not meant to live alone as hermits. Thus, we have to accept Earth and its inhabitants change, while we... remain. ❞ He muses, setting away collections of manuals and books in locked boxes, storing those away. For a while he had been studying a ton of new knowledge of human modern age. The expensive roof apartment was dark, blinding curtains running across long walls of windows. Only opened during their absence to feed the mostly nocturnal plants - still in need of photosynthesis. Rooms furnished simply of human equipment he found useful. This modern cube shape serving for plenty of human homes had to be theirs as well. Their home, their hideout, their refuge.

❝ — But the constant change doesn't mean it wouldn't eventually cycle back. Even this... strange world state is temporary. We cannot get rid off humans, but eventually we will heal this land. ❞

#devilhornd #✧*.answered

[fashion4standusers]

kars leaving the house to get groceries at 3 pm on a tuesday moodboard

(Iris Van Herpen Fall 2015 Shoes / Givenchy spring-summer 2016 Runway Details / Ann Demeulemeester Fall 2020 Ruway Details / Schiaparelli Fall 2020 / University of Westminster BA Fall 2020 Runway Details)

#looks for protecting a precious red stone #submission #sisyphuwus #PLEASE THE CAPTION IS SO GOOD #MUSE: kars #MUSE: esidisi #MUSE: whamuu #MUSE: santana #MUSE: pillar men #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba #inspiration #iris van herpen #schiaparelli #givenchy #ann demuelemeester #accessories #shoes #highlights

[stcndsadvcnture]

Esidisi loves his sons enough to support the anti-saiyan agenda

#im offline rn but this is all i can think about #i have such a STRONG Esidisi muse im just thinking about him in the modern world taking up arts like knitting or crocheting and #making everyone scarves and clothes and sweaters not because they NEED them but because he fuckkng can #whose gonna STOP HIM?? HUH??? #✨|| mista guido invented hot girl summer {ooc}

[bloodydevoir]

   WITH HOW ANIMATED ESIDISI TENDS TO BE as compared to the other Pillarmen (While it isn’t to say that he is always like this, he has shown to flaunt that flamboyancy far more than any of them-- and that’s saying something knowing how their entire group already tends to be), I like to think that he was someone who often enjoyed comforting if not entertaining Wamuu and Santana. Back when they were still WIDE-EYED CHILDREN who still had so much to learn about the world itself. Kars certainly takes on the role of the more serious parent figure, while Esidisi himself ends up taking the role of the more emotional (Perhaps even more compassionate) one. Two sides which were certainly a necessity when it came to positively raising the two young boys.

   He doesn’t at all find it beneath him to literally clown around (To the point, that he later on even applies it in battle, where it proves to be a useful tactic in bringing down the enemy’s guard), and so sometimes makes the most HILARIOUS FACES or even contorts his entire body into the most amusing of shapes. Doing anything that he can to keep them distracted for the time being, if not bring a little smile on their often stoic little faces. Something which they have clearly taken after from Kars himself.

   They may all be ultimate beings, but in the end-- CHILDREN ARE STILL CHILDREN. And that included these two. Eventually however, as the centuries passed. Esidisi would eventually cease in these daresay affectionate displays towards them. Watching proudly as the two come into age, and becoming the capable beings that Kars and him knew they would be.

#🔥 Side Muse ;; Esidisi 🔥 #🔥 Esidisi Headcanons 🔥 #(I just love how much Kars and Esidisi contrast to one another tbh)

[bollataglierina]

Tag dump!

#Of course I had to change to survive in this unforgiving world || Self #Still so young and desperate for attention || Joseph Joestar #She wasn't looking for a knight. She was looking for a sword. || Lisa Lisa #There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable || Kars #You can't choose what stays and what fades away || Esidisi #Perfectionism is self abuse of the highest order || Wamuu #Beautiful things can be born from misery || Aesthetic #People will stare. Make it worth their while. || Wardrobe #Breathe in. Breathe out. Decide. || Musing #All my life my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name || Desires #We make our own fortunes and call them fate || Memes

[gazelessmenagerie]

name — Kuro

pronouns — He / Him

preferred comms — Discord is nice.

name of muse — In order of appearance? Capt. Kuro, Gabriel Na'ashdoitsoh, Joseph Joestar, N'doul, Nil, Masika, Narisse, Broly (Z), Petshop, Vincent Volaju, Tiflora, Paragus, lowkey Bio-Broly, Mauga On-the-fence muses/partially retired/retired are: Cole Cassidy, Walter C. Dornez, Eileen the Crow, Esidisi, Present Mic/Hizashi Yamada, Trevor Belmont, Twisted Fate, Jotaro Kujo (OVA),

experience in RP — I started out in Skype, did like once through email, moved to tumblr then did discord. Overall, I think I just kinda rolled with the times, did run into some drama here and there but its w/e y'know? Everythings pretty calm just the way I like it.

best experiences — Having big group interactions through crack or silliness. Best thing ever was to post something and have so many notifs and silliness thrown about through a group of good friends. <3

pet peeves / dealbreakers — Being pushy about things, being self-entitled to my time/mood/writing, guilt-tripping.

muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ) — Action/Adventure, shenanigans, delving into the muse development for lack of a better term, do enjoy some smut here and there, really just in it for the potential of muse relations/plots and see what these poor fucks do about it afldsj

plot or memes — Both. i know it can be hard trying to interact with a muse that can pretty much mcmurder but I try to keep em in line as much as I can. I do enjoy plotting, its that I may need more time to think on it but memes are usually some good ice breakers to feel something out.

long or short replies — I tend to move from one side to the other on length. Depends on my time/mood/motivation. ;; Wish I had all the time in the world to write but I will always try to make it good for the sake of interaction as much as I can. <3

best time to write — Ooo usually in the mornings or late at night but since I don't have either, its just whenever I have the time and hopefully the heavens align to give me my braincell as it's being chewed up by like 2-5 muses.

Are you like your muse — I'd be concerned if I was like any of them ;w;

Tagged by: Dash + Cuban Pete Tagging: You if you want to <3

#|| Tag: Kuro the Eternal (Bastard)

[jacks-obsessions]

Pillarmen x artist reader

Kars

Loves the way you concentrate when you paint

Will get you anything you need

He is your muse

Won't let anyone interrupt you when you're painting

Lounging on the velvet couch Kars holds his head in his hand, keeping a bored expression on his face as per your request, his jewelry extravagant and sparkling in the flickering candle light as you paint.

Esidisi

Wants you to paint him like a French girl

Will wear anything for you (I'll let you use your imagination)

Loves to just sit and watch you even if it makes you uncomfortable, he's somewhere near by

Can never find a fault in your work

Painting Esidisi was interesting, he constantly wants to see how you're doing, so you have to constantly tell him to stop moving.

Wamuu

You sketch him when he trains

Likes to see you draw because you always capture the essence of what you draw

He has this cute smile wherever he sees your work

Says you make him look better than he actually does (even Pillarmen have self-esteem issues)

Sketching a moving target was hard, but it could be done with practice, and thats what was happening, you were both training, Wamuu in fighting and you in drawing.

Santana

Can strike any pose you want

Has you teach him how to sculpt

Has eaten the clay before also he drank the glaze too

You also taught him how to sew

Santana's eyes were focused on your every move, as he was fascinated by how you mastered the art of sewing, and there was something so wonderfully domestic about the whole scene.

#kars x reader #esidisi x reader #wamuu x reader #santana x reader #jjba part two #jjba x reader #jjba headcanons

[little-caboose-on-big-adventures]

🍍for esidisi 🍎 for Mina 🍑 for whamuu and 🍒 for Santana 

🍍- how comfortable is my muse in their body?  how do they feel about their height,  weight,  strength,  and body type?  how important is being attractive to them?  Esidisi has trained for a few thousand years to be in the shape he wants. He’s happy that he’s tall and strong enough to reach and carry almost anything, and proud of his appearance. The markings on his face are those of a warrior, and the way he carries himself is full of confidence. He only worries about how he looks when his emotions get the better of him- he has some pretty ugly cries that aren’t easily covered.

🍎- how stable is my muse’s mental health?  have they been diagnosed with any mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they have any undiagnosed mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they or should they attend therapy?  Mina has the outward appearance of someone who has it together mentally if not physically. That’s all a lie. She’s never been diagnosed with anything, being too afraid to seek out a diagnosis, and even more afraid of other people trying to ‘fix’ her if anything was found. Being anxious helps keep her safe! So what if she can’t handle certain textures or volumes or situations? No biggie. She’ll just avoid things until they’re realllly pressing issues.

🍑- how meticulously does my muse look after their physical appearance?  do they spend a lot of time on their hair,  makeup,  grooming,  and clothing?  is there a particular reason why they do or don’t?  Whamuu takes a decent amount of time to get ready for a day. He tries to keep his hair in place and sometimes puts a little liner around his eyes, after being told it looked nice one time. He enjoys learning about new materials and styles in human culture. Denim blew his mind. His shirts and pants are usually clean- the only neglected part of his outfits being his shoes. He walks so much that they tend to get worn out and dingy quickly.

🍒- how much does my muse value companionship?  do they constantly keep people around them,  or do they prefer to be alone often?  do they have or desire to have many friends?  do they see every meeting as an opportunity to make a new friend?  Santana was more outgoing and connected with others more easily as a child. After his first experiences with humans in this time he became more closed off, and even quieter. He thinks it’d be nice to have some friends- he just isn’t sure how to go about it. As long as he knows that one of his pack is around, he feels secure, even if he is alone in another room. At home, he has certain sounds that he uses to check on the people there. He’ll whistle to check for Kars or Esidisi, or chirp to see if Whamuu’s around. One time he started imitating the clicks that Mina’s remotes made, and it’s become a habit where they’ll click to each other just to affirm that they’re there.

[zyettemoon1800]

Pillarmen with a S/O that likes to draw, so they start drawing him in secret so he could be amazed at the improvement

Kars

I think he would be a good artist already, but just like every artist they can find something to improve. So he would take a few of your sketch books and practice drawing pictures of you while you are not looking or if you are busy.

When he thinks he has improved enough, he will show you the picture that he drew of you.

Esidisi

He might be the second worst artist of the group. He likes how you would always draw and animate him. Even if you were not using him as your muse, he could sit there for hours just watching you draw.

This actually made him want to draw you as a gift for all the times you have drawn him. So he will spend a lot of time study your art and watching a lot of tutorials to be able to draw you. And when he achieves the drawing that he wants, he will go to you and hand it to you while he tells you how hard it worked on it like a child. He would be very happy if you put it on the fridge or hang it up somewhere in your room.

Wamuu

hands down the worst artist at first. He could barely do a stick figure right. However, when he decides he wants to do something, he will achieve that goal no matter what it takes.

He would try to be secretive about it, but you knew to well when he was doing something or when he was getting frustrated while he was doing something.

So you actually became his art teacher and helped him out a lot. However, he never told you why he suddenly wanted to draw. When he thought he was good enough, he found you and gave it to you. Even though it wasn't a Thomas Eakins painting, you treasured it very much.

Santana

Santana is the best out of all of them, he was your art for a few seconds and was able to draw ten times better you. So instead of trying to impress you with improvement, he will impress you with with the paintings he has of you already.

He has gave you so many painting, that you have to clear out your storage room so you could hang all the pictures up.

#jjba kars #jjba part two #esidisi jjba #jjba #jjba wamuu #jjba pillar men #jjba esidisi #jojo santana #pillar man #santana #wamuu #esidisi #kars #santana x reader #esidisi x reader #wamuu x reader #kars x reader

[soapyvore]

im absolutely obsessed w the pillar men rn, how lovely would it be to be their sweet little prey, everything from their enormous height to their giant bellies, you get to experience it all!

-Wamuu would be the most gentle and calm of the four, he loves a good conversation while you sink into the plush thick walls of his belly, muffled but safe, its like he’s hugging you from the inside! Once you’re out he cant resist licking you, his big floppy tongue dragging all over your body before he pulls you close, maybe next time he’ll let you take a nap inside his bubbly tummy❤️

-Esidisi loves to carry around his prey, its a convienient way to have you all to himself! its so cozy the second he slips you down his gullet, instantly a warm pulsing hug wraps around your frail little body. Your kneading makes him sigh just feeling your little movements makes him melt. He’ll palm at his chubby belly, poking you around and massaging your delicate little form around the walls of his stomach for hours, just know if you’re lucky enough to come across a giant like esidisi you’re in good hands❤️

-Santana is a bit less careful, he’ll drool on you & gently chew on you (not enough to think about hurting you Of course!) but just enough to let you know he’s playing. He loves to roll you around on his tongue and gulp you down, he’s a very curious little guy, still being pretty young he treats his prey more like a friend or a toy, he rubs his tummy with both hands, laying down massaging all the gas out. You may find yourself slowly slipping out of the comfort pink confines of his belly and down the gurgling slip n slide of his intestines, throbbing and stopping your path quite often you can feel him squeezing and pushing you along. He’s very gassy, you endure the smelly air passing over you as he grunts and pushes you out, following a few farts and some other remains of his lunch, you’re out! And immediately being comforted by santana himself, what an adventure❤️

-Kars may seem like a dangerous hunter, those claws and teeth may look menacing to the human eye but he’s extremely gentle with his little friends. More often than not he’ll stuff himself full of little guys but if you’re fortunate to be his only muse he’ll treat you well. He enjoys licking you before he slurps you down into the cozy, luminescent bed of his insides. Despite his fangs and obvious hunger he refuses to brutally kill any human, after all, vampire is what he enjoys! He’ll brag about how mighty and full he is and depending on how he feels he’ll either retch you back up or he’ll fart you out, either way he’ll make you comfy in your departure❤️

#belly kink #soft vore #light scat?? #eproctophilia #male farts #pillar/men #safe vore