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bygiornogiovanna · 11 months

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Idk if you’re accepting requests but if you are I have something I’ve been think about for a bit now,,,

How about HCs for the bucciarati gang where the gang is teasing the member about reader but he denies it to get them to stop their constant teases (even though it’s obvious their in love with them) and reader hears it (because they walked into the room or something) and become sad/sulky and ignores them as a result like basically how each member would react to that!

If you can that would be awesome! I’ve become so obsessed with your writing so please continue writing for as long as it makes you happy cause I guarantee it brightens other people’s days as well! 💖

Facade (Bucci gang x gn! reader hcs)

in which they are being teased about liking you...

bruno bucciarati, giorno giovanna, leone abbacchio // i currently have no idea what to write for mista, fugo nor narancia, please, give me ideas in the comments.

"Come on, man, just admit you like them!" Trish laughed and a sigh escaped past his lips. The man felt like one of the veins in his neck was about to pop. He despised being teased about his feelings towards you. He thought he was doing a good job at hiding them, but apparently, the whole gang knew except, well...you.

"No! I don't like them at all, shut up! We were, we are and we will always be only friends!" He yelled and, when he turned around to leave, he felt like his world was going to crumble. You were standing right there and the look on your face said everything: What you just heard completely broke your heart.

Without saying a word, you turned and left, and, from then on, everything went down the hill. You either ignored him for weeks or when you spoke to him, only a blunt coldness was showed in your voice.

☆Bruno Bucciarati☆

Bruno felt his heart break every time you looked at him with such hatred...Well, at least on the times you looked at him. Because yes, there went weeks without you sparing him a glance;

And all of that because his friends just couldn't keep their mouths shut. That, and because he was too much of a coward to admit the fact that he did like you;

Bruno went from looking like the most put-together man to looking like one of those homeless people. Big, dark circles could be seen around his eyes from all the sleepless nights he had been thinking about how can he fix this. His hair was a mess. Wait, scratch that...He was a mess;

He decided he couldn't keep going with this facade and that you two needed to discuss it. You were adults now. You had to communicate;

Even if it wasn't at easy to do as it was to say, he abused the fact that he was the boss of the team you were in and called you into his office because of a "mission" he had to assign you;

"Are you going to tell me the mission, or do I have to sit here forever?" you spat five minutes after stepping into his office. "Take a seat, please," he said calmly;

"Tell me the mission." you insisted, and he sighed. "Sit down first." Bruno countered, and you rolled your eyes. The faster you did what he said, the quicker you would leave. The more you sat and looked at him, the harder it was for you to not let your tears flow, his words clear as fresh water in your head;

"There is no mission. We need to talk." The moment you heard that, you wanted to get up. "At listen to me, please." His voice sounded so...pained. You sighed and sat back down, a quiet way of telling him you were going to listen to him;

"Look, I know that the situation I put you in a few weeks ago was a painful one, hearing your friend say they don't like you at all...It is a pretty difficult thing to manage. I wish to say...It was all a big misunderstanding. I-" You raised a brow at that, your soft voice interrupting him;

"You mean that saying you indirectly hate me is all a misunderstanding?";

"Yes! I wasn't saying that I hate you...I was saying that I don't like you in...that way." You opened your mouth to talk back again, and he raised his hand to stop you. "Before you comment, let me finish. I was lying when I said I don't like you. I love you, Y/N. I was just scared of you not...feeling the same. And I know my friends, they can't keep quiet when they know something.";

You stared at him wide-eyed. No words were coming out of your mouth and only now you noticed the absolutely horrible state he was in. You don't think you've ever seen Bruno this stressed;

"I really...don't know what to say, Bruno. I'm sorry for reacting how I did, I just...I thought you hated me. And it broke my heart knowing the one I'm in love with hates me." You admitted and he gave you the same stare you just gave him;

"You mean you like me back?!"

☆Giorno Giovanna☆

Giorno had no idea what to do for you to forgive him;

He was never good with expressing his love and gratitude for others, and he was especially worse at it when it came to you;

The day he met you was the day his world was turned upside down. He was ready to do anything it took for you to love him back, but it seemed that all his effort was crushed after his little outburst;

Everytime he tried pulling you away from the rest to talk to you, to explain you why he said that, to apologize, you gave him the cold shoulder. And, with every cold, unamused gaze you gave him, his heart shattered;

Unlike Bruno, he couldn't just make you come to him. The only thing he could do was sit and watch you from afar. Sit and watch how pretty you looked when you laughed during those weeks, but it was never with him;

"Please, just look at me" was his thought every time you avoided his begging eyes. Quietly, Giorno begged you to look at him. To forgive him. And he never begged;

His only option was writing you letter. He wrote, and he wrote. The blonde poured his feelings and his explanations that you refused to listen to into words on a paper and slipped them into your purse, disguised as a ladybug;

He only knew that you read them when you showed up at his door at one in the morning, messy hair and teary-eyed. No words were spoken between the two of you, but you both understood what each other meant;

You crashed your body into his and he was there to catch you. He was there. And he will always be there for you, to soothe your pain, even if he was the cause;

As you sobbed into his arms, emotions overwhelming you, he rubbed your back and planted a kiss on your head. There were no words needed anymore, the two souls of yours were connected into one as both of you acknowledged and realized your feelings for each other;

"Now you finally know I love you more than anything in this world, tesoro."

☆Leone Abbacchio☆

Abbacchio hated you. He really did;

He hated the way you made him feel love for the first time in years. He hated the way he loved your smile. The way he cherished every moment spent with you. He hated how he was always there, watching your every move, but not daring to step in. He hated the way you never backed away from him, the way you always searched for him and considered his opinions. And he absolutely loathed the way he was craving your presence;

Ever since that little...incident, should we call it, happened, it was like he was invisible again. You didn't even look at him, let alone talk or be near him the way you were before;

He wanted to curse at you, at his so-said friends who brought this upon him. It was only their fault, if they only knew when was time to shut the fuck up, he wouldn't be in this shitty situation. But, most of all, he wanted to curse at himself. For being such a coward and never admitting his feelings for you to himselft, let alone others;

And right now, for the second time in his life, Leone was desperate;

The only solution he had was drowning himself in alcohol. The substance he was so used to was his only solution to end his despair. He thought that, if he couldn't think, you would leave his mind;

But oh, how wrong he was. He found himself thinking even more about you. It's like you were stuck in his head, exactly like the roots of his hair were;

That's exactly why he was there, in front if your house, desperately knocking at three o'clock in the morning, desperately seeking you;

Annoyed by the never-ending sound of knocking on your door, you opened the door to your house, wondering who could it be at this hour. However, you certainly didn't expect seeing your usually stoic teammate, drunk and with such a look on his face;

"A-Abbacchio?! What are you doing here?" you asked and were met with silence. Pure, cold silence;

Without saying a word, he pulled you into his body, and this was the first time ever since you met him that he hugged you. Even if he didn't say anything, you somehow understood everything;

The silence was now comforting and, even if you had no clear explanation, you didn't exactly care at that moment. You could speak tomorrow, now, you just enjoyed his warmth;

"I love you, Y/N."

the queen of angst lmao

hope you liked it anon <3

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marsipaniscool · 2 months

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girl how long was santana left abandoned in mexico???

homeboy doesn’t know what hamon is!! looking at santana himself, he only wears a simple white cloth covering. he doesn’t have any anti-hamon weapons like the other pillar men have. when he sees joseph, he calls him “unique” and unlike any other human he’s seen before. he even tests this theory on speedwagon, confirming that joseph was different than any other human he had seen before.

kars, esidisi, and wamuu had time to not only travel to europe and possibly asia (at least esidisi did), meet the hamon tribe and fight against them long enough not only to develop specialised weapons and techniques, but to eradicate them. AND IMHO i think the hamon clan was numerous! when caesar gives his spiel about wham killing random man #5, all the pillar men laugh and talk about how all the hamon users are the same and how they all value friendship.

kars states directly that his quest for the red stone has been ongoing for 5,000 years. it’s reasonable to assume that’s when the triumvirate left mexico in search of the stone across the atlantic. it’s entirely debatable if santana was ever given the stone mask that gave the other three their modes. he may be the ONLY actual, non-elevated, pillar man left.

THEY JUST LEFT HIM THERE???? WITH SOME USELESS ROCKS THAT POTENTIALLY NEVER WORKED AT ALL???? NONE OF WHICH KARS EVER CAME BACK FOR BTW HE JUST MADE NEW ONES!

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thejojosanctuary · 7 months

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Um, if it's not too much trouble, could I have one of Giorno, Mista, and Abbacchino and their stands reacting to their s/o's swarm stand? Like, their stand randomly gives them little things they made and how their stands would be around each other. I read the two previous, and fell in love with the concept immediately.

oh gosh it’s been so long since I went back to the swarm stand idea! I still love those previous ones thank you so much for giving me the chance to revisit this lovely little concept!

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Giorno

♡You’ve never hidden the nature of your stand from Giorno since you’ve been together; stands have become such an integral part of everyday life and you trust your partner far too much to even consider the thought that he may react negatively to them. However that doesn’t mean that your stand isn’t nervous. They prefer to stay in clusters - perhaps because there’s just so many of them that they feel safe in their bigger numbers - but to see anything smaller than that, or individuals, are few and far between until you’ve been with him for a while.

♡In a way they remind Giorno of Mista’s stand, only there’s way more of them. They act both individually and as a hivemind for its user’s will which is inherently fascinating to him, so don’t be surprised if you notice he’s subtly trying to coax you to tell him more about it, interested to see for himself what the stand of his lovely partner could possibly be capable of.

♡He’s observant from the beginning; call it a habit from his upbringing or his current employment but Giorno makes it a habit to take note of the little things and keep them in his mind for later, and your stand gets this exact treatment. He knows the telltale noise that signals you’ve activated your stand, can hear the little skittering of numerous tiny feet bouncing around when they’re present. And he certainly notices the fact that your stand loves doing little things to express how they - and by extension, you - are feeling; namely, through the presents that begin showing up.

♡Giorno never misses the little gifts that they begin to leave around for him to find, little patchwork presents or items salvaged from long forgotten places all left conveniently where he can find them. His bedside desk is slowly amassing a collection of handmade trinkets; he keeps finding little brooches and shiny buttons in his jacket pockets as he’s getting ready in the mornings; and let’s not even get started on the pretty handmade things that, while deeply appreciated, are better suited for a place where they can be admired and shown off rather than stashed inside his shoes as a surprise.

♡Never one to take a gift ungraciously, Giorno makes it a point to thank these little stands for all of the thoughtful gifts, enjoying the excited little chirps that they make in response as they scramble away clearly chuffed that their offerings are accepted. Over time they become more emboldened, reassured by his gentle approach and clear appreciation for their hard work, and eventually you have to start getting used to seeing your stand always fawning over Giorno in some way whenever it’s activated.

♡They clearly love him, a few occasionally coming to rest upon his shoulders and darting over his hands or lap when he’s working or relaxing just to keep him company, watching intently over him and continuing those little chirping noises he’s begun to associate with their happiness. It’s endearing really, and only really solidifies just how much his partner loves and trusts him, if the way their stand cuddles against him in small clumps and peacefully naps the time away safe at his side is any indication.

♡It’s almost a little embarrassing how fast your swarm attaches to Gold Experience - literally. Once they’ve started showing the love and attention to Giorno his own stand’s interest is more than piqued, materializing behind him and taking to studying the little bundle of little figures that whizz all around its user. Once again another gift is deposited before Giorno - a small piece that must have once been part of an old necklace, now fashioned into a decorative little piece with the swarm’s personal touch. Gold experience takes a moment to admire the piece, and the handful of little beings that reverently shove it in Giorno’s direction, and decides that it’s only fair to reciprocate the gesture in kind.

Not even a few minutes later you’re almost startled out of your chair in the other room when a bundle of your swarm barrels directly towards you. They gleefully shove what you recognize is one of your favorite flowers up towards your face to proudly show off the gift that Gold Experience kindly made for them, big enough that it takes several of them just to keep the precious item upright. And thus starts an amusing game of back and forth gifts between the two stands, with Giorno eventually having to invest in a small cabinet to show off the collection and you having to clear off the windows in half the house just to make room for the steadily growing garden you’ve got forming with every new interaction with your partner’s stand.

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Mista

♡Mista honestly didn’t entirely believe that your stand could be made up of that many little creatures. Sure, he’s seen his fair share of weird stuff and has had to throw rationality out of the window more times than he can count for the sake of surviving everything that he’s ever been through. But a swarm? He’s imagining a small little cluster like a bees nest at most and thinks you’re pulling his leg when you explain to him that there’s way more of them than you’ve ever shown to him before.

♡The first time he sees just how many make up your stand is in the middle of a mission. Having lost sight of an enemy and with no idea where they could be the only thing he hears is you muttering that you’re ‘gonna need them all to cover more ground’ before your stand fully manifests, a whole swarm emerging to dart right past where he’s staked out and skittering out into all possible directions before his very eyes. He damn near gives his position away, not expecting the sudden rush of tiny creatures and not too quietly telling you to give him a bit of warning next time as he hops onto higher ground to avoid getting in the swarm’s way.

♡Once things are safe and you’re reunited, Mista finds himself not only swarmed by Sex Pistols coming back together but a collection of your own stand as well, a number of the swarm breaking off from the larger clusters to timidly flitter around him as though checking him for injuries. Not going to lie it makes him squirm a bit having them fuss over him - usually he’s having to do it with Sex Pistols since they’re more than capable of getting rowdy left unchecked, so being on the receiving end isn’t something he’s used to. Don’t think he misses the snort you try to pass off as a cough watching him getting all flustered as one of the swarm pats at his cheeks and tries to fix his hat back into place with a chirp that he swears means it’s babying him.

♡Sex Pistols take a bit of time to get used to your swarm stand, namely thanks to the fact that your stand has the poor guys significantly outnumbered. You’re sure it’s got to be a little intimidating for them since they’re only slightly bigger than your swarm, and you do your best to ease their fears that your stand really doesn’t mean any harm, but at the beginning they all butt heads like a house on fire. You’ve had to comfort a crying 5 when your swam all but swallowed him up in one of their clusters; had to yank a handful of your swarm away from 3 to stop a budding fight. At least there’s amicability between 1 and your stand, and that alongside the fact that you’re Mista’s partner is the main factor that eventually bridges the admittedly rocky first meeting.

♡You’re not entirely sure when the gift giving starts. It seems like the first time it was merely a peace offering between Mista, his stand and your swarm. A handmade trinket, surely created over the course of a few days and kept god knows where only to be presented at this exact moment comes out of seemingly nowhere, and you watch a handful of your stand slide it across the table where you and Mista are having lunch.

♡It lands gently on the little makeshift table that Sex Pistols crowd around (a brilliant idea on your part to keep the pizza table from your last takeaway order because now that carry that thing everywhere), and there’s only a moment of silence before the little gaggle of bullets lose it at the sight of a gift, an actual gift just for them. Mista doesn’t hear the end about it for days and you can bet they’re gonna make him carry that thing around with him all the time so that it never gets lost.

♡From there there’s plenty of little gifts that your stand begins presenting once they’ve truly warmed up, though Mista rarely ever gets to see any of them since they’re almost always for Sex Pistols instead of him. He’s lamented to you about it more than once, your offers to treat him to consolation food only easing the hurt a tiny bit (though you try to explain that he’s also technically getting a present since Sex Pistols is a part of him, not that it works). The first time that Mista gets a gift for him though? He is loving it. Doesn’t matter what it is, all he knows is that one of the little creatures making up your stand breaks away from the cluster once and drops a nondescript little present in his hand, looking up at him as though waiting for a response and he is smitten. This little guy? Now his best buddy - no you can’t have it back he’s attached now, even while Sex Pistols is screaming favoritism at the little display.

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Abbacchio

♡Abbacchio scared the shit out of your first stand when you first revealed it openly around him. He’s seen them in their swarm form, that huge cluster of little beings that has pulled through in a pinch more times than he can remember in both reconnaissance and in a scrap; but to say he’s ever seen them split? To have seen what they’re like when they’re not in that giant ever changing shape? It doesn’t happen often, and you’re beginning to regret not doing it sooner when it almost leads to one of the creatures almost getting turned to paste.

♡All he saw was a small shape dart across under the table when you’d let a couple slip out to explore the area and he’d almost ended up crushing one of the poor things beneath a heel mistaking it for an insect. The frantic noise you made as you ushered the single swarm out of harm’s way turned more than a couple of heads, and Abbacchio gives you a raised brow watching you duck under the table cloth, wondering what the big deal is until you pop back up with a miniscule bundle in the palm of your hand. That gets his attention, and as he leans forward in his chair you mirror the movement, cupping your hands close even though there’s no risk of anyone else actually seeing your stand as you bring it up close for him to see. It’s…smaller than he imagined, barely bigger than the palm of your hand and clinging to your fingers like a lifeline as it makes a buzz of noises that makes Abba’s ears ring when he focuses too hard on the sound.

♡Knowing it’s your stand and with curiosity maybe getting the better of him you watch him give your stand a little prod, having to stop himself from reeling back when it immediately latches onto his finger, noise settling to a soft chitter that’s actually rather plesant to listen to. You can’t help but cut in on the moment with “Aw, I think it likes you!” and while Abbacchio gives you a pointed stare under his lashes that tells you he’s none too happy by the comment he doesn’t make an active attempt to wrench his hand away from your stand.

♡Needless to say that your stand makes a point to make itself known around Abbacchio from now on, lest it runs the risk of repeating that whole scenario all over again, and Abba has to start getting used to looking out for these telltale signs to know when they’re actually rummaging around. Surely your stand has got to be some extension of yourself, because has any other stand been this clingy? You’d think they’d be scared of him for the close call but honestly you could reliably say that your swarm stand spends slightly more time hanging around Abbacchio than it actually does around you. He doesn’t know how to feel about this, but does tell you to wrangle them in and knock it off if he feels like it’s getting a bit too much (he’s also reminded of Mista’s stand, if only because of the constant noise that thankfully isn’t as grating on the ears as Sex Pistols childish squabbling.)

♡You’re fully aware of your stands creations - when it comes to people you’re close with it’s always the same story. Both friends and family have mentioned finding the occasional odd item left in places where they could easily find them, and it didn’t take much digging on your end to realize that your swarm stand has a fondness for making or refurbishing discarded items into gifts. It’s kind of cute actually, and you’ve never gone out of your way to discourage its behavior either - why can’t your stand have a couple of hobbies? At least it keeps them out of trouble when you give them free reign outside of battle.

♡It’s not something you pay active attention to until Abba comes knocking on your door, dangling from his fingers a golden piece that you swear used to be a part of one of his old belts, now refashioned into what you can only assume is a brooch or pin. Fully believes that it’s you until your swarm stand makes itself known, crowding around him and pushing the item further into his hand and even going so far as to close his fingers around it to make sure he doesn’t let go. He tried a couple of times to return the items, but the only thing that resulted in was a very distressed stand and Abba waking up in the middle of the night to find said returned items in his clothes. He gives up and just starts accepting them around the third time he finds something stuffed into his shoes.

♡Moody Blues gets the same treatment as Abbacchio does in the sense that once the stands are introduced you swarm never really leaves it alone. Seeing the lot of them interact makes you wonder if there’s some kind of stand to stand communication that you and Abbacchio are missing out on, the chirping buzz of your stand and the dial up of Moody Blues bouncing back and forth between the two of them like they’re having a full blown conversation. Has and will replay the moments when Abbacchio finds those gifts that they leave, much to Abbacchio’s frustration as a chorus of excitable chirping echoes from the other room at the sight of one of Moody Blue’s many replays of some of their favorite moments. You think it’s kind of sweet seeing them get along, though you doubt Abba appreciates the same sentiment when he actively has to warn his stand over not overusing it’s abilities just to appease the little swarm that he could swear is growing bigger in number every time he looks over at them.

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kyloherrera · 3 months

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—CHAPTER TWO: FIRST GAME

content warning: fem!reader. denigration, pet and master, breeding, creampie, physicall restrain, edging.

wordcount. 2732

annotation. hello omg part two, thank you for making through here, this is porn with plot. Also keep in mind that english is no my main language so if I have grammar mistakes, please tell me, hope you enjoy. Remember to reblog, like and comment if you like it really makes the difference <3

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"Uh, what was your answer? Could you repeat it? Sorry, I couldn't hear you." Risotto said while continuing to lick the neck of his new pet. This made you moan.

Risotto's big body made your body look small. Risotto loved this, seeing his partner's small body, which was now his and could be torn apart at any moment.

"I want to be your toy… Ahh." A moan escaped your interruption and it was Risotto who had bitten your neck. Not hard enough to draw any blood, but hard enough to leave a mark on that little neck of yours.

"I couldn't hear you. Could you say that again?" He snorted. A smile was on his face.

"I want to be yours. I want to be your toy, your property." You said, while a reddish color painted your face. Risotto just whispered close to his ear.

"Good girl, now show me."

He said, caressing your lips and tracing a line on them, then placing a pair of fingers in your mouth. You simply began to lick them delicately, moving your tongue up and down. Risotto just smiled, contented.

Your body could not help but shiver at the warm touch of your new master as Risotto's other hand moved from your collarbone to your hips, caressing your entire abdomen with a soft but firm touch. Risotto continued down until he reached your shorts. He unbuttoned them and pulled them down. The white-haired man felt his member tingle as he watched those beautiful curves. The white-haired man felt his member tingle as he watched those fine curves.

The capo then decided to take his fingers out of your mouth and then slowly and delicately lower them down to your almost naked waist, then take your ass in his hands and squeeze it, while resting his face on your shoulder, so that you could feel Risotto's warm breath on your neck, like a tickle, making you arch your back a little.

Risotto began to play with your ass, as if it were a massage, squeezing it and moving his hands around it, as if he was molding it, and then delivering a slap or two. Risotto's touch was almost magical. It made your body squirm a little from the pleasure, and it made you lose your mind little by little.

Risotto then decided to stop playing with your ass, licking his lips still with a sadistic and lustful smile, and started bending down, depositing kisses all over your body, passing by your neck, your back, stopping on your ass, or rather on the underwear that was already wet.

Risotto then placed her hands on your ass to open your legs a little and spread them apart, giving him a better view of your panties. They were of a dark color that matched the rest of your outfit and made you look even more sensual. She then brought her face close to the wet fabric. She said a few words.

"What a slut, I haven't even started playing with you and your body is so wet, it's like it's asking me to fuck you." He said with a serious tone. Then he gave you another spanking, making your head tilt back a little from the pleasure.

Together with Risotto's warm breath on your underwear, the pleasurable sting that the spanking had given you. It was enough to make your legs tremble a little while you felt yourself losing more and more of your mind due to the pleasure Risotto was giving you. He definitely knew what he was doing.

Risotto then smiled mischievously at you, only to use his position to give you a piercing on his tongue. A nice piercing that he would use to torture you.

It was then that your body was arched by Risotto's sudden touch, he had begun to brush his tongue over your underwear, licking slowly and delicately but with strength and precision, moving his tongue from side to side and in circles while his hands squeezed and played with your ass, the coldness and warmth of Risotto's tongue made an almost perfect combination and that cold metal object on his tongue made him lose more of your mind.

This action could make you feel closer and closer to your limit. Your head was thrown back while your mouth was flooded with moans. Risotto then continued this action, adding more rudeness and speed with each lick, your legs trembling while your mind allowed you to think of nothing but this moment, your back arched and you could feel that you were about to reach your climax and Risotto had noticed it.

When you were about to come, Risotto stopped and quickly left the place without saying anything. There was a silence for a few seconds, interrupted only by your heavy breathing.

It was then that Risotto took your chin roughly and forced you to look into his eyes. Risotto couldn't help but feel his member tingle as he saw the beautiful expression on his pet's face.

Your breathing was heavy. A few small tears welled up from the pleasure and a huge blush appeared on your face. All broken up, just the way he wanted it to be. Risotto just smiled at you and then planted a quick kiss on your lips. He broke the kiss and looked at you with a dominating, cold stare as he said a few words.

"You want to come, don't you? Why don't you show your master why he should let you come, slut?"

You just nodded, and then Risotto just let a small smile slip out of his lips, followed by a "good girl," which caused you to get on your knees in front of him. He looked at you with those crimson and dark eyes that managed to make your whole body tingle. But before you started, Risotto had given you a present in your mouth with the help of his stand and that was a piercing.

After this you started your work, taking the other member in your mouth, you had to admit that it was quite difficult to do this with his hands chained, but you would do it anyway and try to get a little revenge with it.

You decided to take one of the other's members in your mouth. Then you slowly and delicately moved your tongue up and down the length of the member. This caused a few sighs from Risotto's lips, and then he moved upward.

You move it up to the head of the large member and begin to use your tongue like a baby sucking on candy. You make circles with your tongue around the head of the penis. Risotto was surprised to see how good you were at this, especially with your hands tied, but he knew it was because of the piercing he had given you.

You just kept at it, never failing to make eye contact with Risotto's cool gaze. Your lips were warm, like a warm embrace of his member, and Risotto loved it, loved to see you take him with such passion and devotion. But you still wanted your revenge. And so it was.

You quickly bit into your master's member, mercilessly and cruelly. Risotto let out a loud moan as he frowned.

"You bitch!" He was furious. Then he grabbed your hair tightly, bending your head down to insert his member into your mouth, cutting off your breath. Then Risotto started to fuck your mouth, making rough and fast movements, making you cough a little due to the size of his member, this rhythm was no longer comfortable for you and only brought pleasure to Risotto, this didn't bother him and in fact another idea came to his mind as he smiled mischievously while small tears escaped from you due to the lack of air and the choking sensation.

Risotto put his free hand on your neck and squeezed it tightly, smiling as he felt his member in your throat. You felt the air leaving your body and tried to breathe through your nose, but it was impossible. Risotto continued to fuck your mouth as he applied more pressure to your neck. You just begged for some air, but that was ignored by Risotto until he came in your mouth and face, making you swallow the white liquid. Risotto just got down on his knees to face you.

You were a rough woman and therefore not sunk in tears, but some tears had come out of your eyes due to the choking sensation. Risotto noticed this and decided to give you a caress. He ran one of his fingers over your lips and then he placed a couple of kisses on your forehead and your eyes.

He licked the remains of semen that had fallen on your face, with delicacy at the same time that he mentioned a few words while he put a finger on your chin and looked you in the eyes.

"C'mon, it's normal for a master to punish his pet if he misbehaves, just like it's normal to give him treats if he behaves well." He then said and smiled at you then stroked your hair.

You ignore his words and just decided to throw it making it fall backwards on the floor, while you climbed on the floor, leaning your knees on the floor, to then bring your face close to Risotto's face, while you looked at him with a dominant and threatening tone.

"Ahh yes, and because you think you can tame me, do you think I'll just let myself win and not put up a fight, Noo, the one who will end up begging here will be you. The one who will end up being each other's pet around here will be you." You said as you returned the look and smile that used to haunt Risotto's face.

Risotto admitted it, that stubborn attitude made you even more attractive and sexy, but he never let himself be tamed, he had to show you who was your master.

Nero in one swift movement climbed on top of you placing one of his knees on your groin and smiled at you, he would have fun with his new game.

Risotto released his erection from his pants, pulling it out into the air and then began to rub it against the wet fabric already on your legs, you simply let moans escape from your mouth as you arched your back, your whole body was already sensitive from the foreplay. Nero started biting and kissing your neck, and then began to remove your shirt, revealing your breasts.

The white haired man began to move his member in circular movements and to rub it more and more rudely, he wanted to hear that word leave your lips, he needed to know how much you needed it.

"I won't tell you what your heart's desire is." You said, but Risotto knew that wasn't true. He continued to move his lips down your body, going over your neck, your collarbone, your breasts and then your stomach, being more passionate about the last part, leaving kisses and bites.

You felt your body begging for attention. But you would not give Risotto what he wanted to hear. Nero, seeing this, simply took his large member and placed it on your belly. Then he smiled at you and said:

"Just say the word and you'll have all of this inside of you."

You just let a sigh escape your lips as you threw your head back, you needed it but you didn't want to admit it and you didn't want to, so while Risotto was doing this you just wrapped your arms around his neck and used your strength to pull his face close to you.

"Come on, you need it more than I do, just do it," you smiled.

Risotto simply broke free of this grip, to then spread your legs apart, giving him a better view of your entrance, as he used his stand once more to summon a pair of handcuffs, and to bind your feet.

"Wow, you really like being chained up like a pet, I think the next time we meet I'll bring you a present." He smiled at you

Nero knew full well that the way things were going you wouldn't say the words he wanted to hear so he decided to insert his member one at a time as he stopped, he wouldn't move until you said what he wanted to hear, you just let out a loud moan as you felt Risotto enter you.

"Ha, you were the one who was in need of me the most." You let out a snort.

"Oh yeah, well I'm not going to move until you ask me to."

Your brow furrowed. Honestly, you needed him already, but you don't know if you'd let him win either.

"Oh, is that so? Well, then you can be on hold forever."

"Really?" Risotto said. He bent his body and looked at you with that wicked look and smile on his face. Then their mouths met in a passionate kiss. Both mouths played for control of the other and their tongues fought for territory. Risotto simply lowered his hands to your breasts and began to play with them, leaving a trail of wet kisses from your lips to one of your nipples. The cold metal and Risotto's skillful fingers were enough to bring you to your limit.

Risotto smiled. The warm spice enveloped his member. And your walls tightened around his member. You arched your back. Seeing this, Risotto simply decided to continue the caresses. He wanted to see how long it would take you to say those words. And so it was. After you came again, you said the words Risotto wanted to hear so much.

"Fuck, fuck me, I can't stand it anymore." Risotto just smiled. He looked into your eyes and answered.

"I will. If you say it in a more polite way." He said. He moved his hips a little to motivate you.

"Please master, play with me. Tear me apart." You said a little frustrated. He would definitely pay you back.

And so it was. Risotto began to move his hips with a little roughness and intensity, increasing his speed with each thrust so he could get used to the size of your member.

This caused several moans and sobs from your mouth, you were getting closer and closer to your limit, Risotto simply decided to put your legs over his shoulders, making his thrusts deeper and deeper. This caused you to come for the third time, squeezing him even more, making Risotto bite his lip and also let out a few grunts. Risotto continued like this for a few minutes until he reached his limit, as did you. Finally, he came inside you.

Risotto remained inside you for a few minutes, enjoying the warm sensation that this place gave him, while you felt how this warm liquid caressed your walls, a sensation that undoubtedly made you come 5 times, overstimulated and lost in pleasure, completely shattered while you tried to catch your breath, just as Risotto wanted.

He finally decided to come out of you and then watched as the sperm slowly left his entrance, a very sensual sight that made him feel tingling in his lower part. As he removed the stand and the handcuffs, he gave you a few caresses.

You just laughed a little as you felt the warm and delicate touch, while you said: "Fuck you", between gasps, trying to catch your breath with your body full of sweat.

Then Risotto decided to help you get up and give you a warm shower full of caresses and cuddles. After all, you had to give affection to the pets and bathe them after playing with them.

But after all these caresses, Risotto had tied you to the chair again. You were now his toy, but that did not guarantee that you would not betray him and run away.

And so it was, you were now the toy of one of the most dangerous members of Passione, but you were also a prisoner from whom they had to get all the information. Well, it was the same for the other members, because Risotto had not told them that you were now his toy.

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jotaro-core · 11 months

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heres some headcanons ive had for a while about jotaro taking care of you while you're sick.

- when you tell him you're sick he comes over without warning with hot soup and medication you might need

- he wears a mask cuz he doesnt want to get sick himself but he doesnt want to leave you alone

- so he will sit in the corner of your room reading a book

- he gets you whatever you need when you ask

- he doesnt even leave when you're asleep to make sure you're okay

- when you're better he packs up and leaves so you can recover in private

- when you're back out hes relieved you're okay

#jjba #jotaro kujo #jotaro #jotaro x reader #jjba headcanon #jotaro headcanon #jotaro headcanons #headcanon

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startr1m · 1 day

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i think kakyoin is the type of guy to wear this

#noriaki kakyoin #kakyoin noriaki #jjba #shitpost #jjba headcanon

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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

“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.

#jojo’s bizzare adventure #jjba stardust crusaders #jjba phantom blood #dio brando x reader #dio brando #enyaba #enya the hag #hol horse #jjba sdc #jjba headcanon #jjba headcanons #jjba hc #enough with the uwu #I’ve seen enough

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lady-wallace · 1 year

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Just caught something new while re-watching the JoJo Part 5 anime and wanted to share because I don’t think I’ve seen anyone mention it before.

Watching the part with Giorno’s backstory again, I’m actually 90% sure that the mafioso he saved was a Stand user and I find that really interesting.

During the scene where Giorno’s mafioso killed the drug dealer and the guy’s son goes after him, the kid seems to be physically unable to shoot the gun. This also seems to be the case with Giorno’s stepfather. In the scene where it shows him about to beat Giorno, it’s less like he stops because he is scared of consequences and more like he stops because he physically cannot raise his hand against Giorno. Whether this was intentional or not, I thought it was interesting to think of the mafioso having a stand ability too.

It also makes sense seeing as he appears to hold a position at least to the same level as Bucciarati in Passione, which wouldn’t make it unreasonable to assume he had been given the chance to pass the lighter test from Polpo as well. If he did have a Stand I can only assume the ability is some sort of control/command based power, which he would have utilized in the scenarios above as a way to stop something from happening, either by physically controlling an object, or forcing someone to obey a command. I think it would be interesting to explore the nuances of a power like that.

But just some thoughts. I’d be interested to hear what other people have to say on this subject.

#jjba headcanon #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojos's bizarre adventure hc #jjba hcs #jjba part 5 #giorno giovanna #the mafioso #giorno's protector #giorno giovanna headcanons #golden wind #jjba part 5 headcanons #vento aureo #golden wind headcanons

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nicryukyo · 1 year

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AU where jotapol get married and jolyne is their biological daughter (trans jotaro), instead of green&black hair she's got silver&black hair. (her name is kujoh/cujoh still).

{long AU that barely makes any sense ahead lol}

jotapol became a couple soon after the events of sdc, during the arrow hunting jotaro got pregnant, in 1992 he gave birth to jolyne. during the first months of pregnancy they went on separate ways - to find the arrow(s) -, because Jojo insisted he could take care of himself.

(by the 2nd half of pregnancy) polnareff wanted to take a break from the arrow searching to help jotaro & raise jolyne, so he (or spw foundation) sent someone else to italy to investigate. meaning he didn't get attacked by diavolo. the arrow got to them anyway and whatever. [haven't thought much about this and how to fill in plot holes well,,.]

everything else goes about the same way? maybe? Jotaro goes to morioh in search of his grandfather affair's kid, but this time jolyne and polnareff go w him.

instead of koichi, polnareff goes to italy. mainly because he has important info about diavolo, passione and the arrow. jotaro doesn't go w him because,, well,, he doesn't want to involve jolyne w Italian gangsters. (cuz of that now Jotaro knows giorno's stand powers - and all the other buccigang members too. and the buccigang has all important info from the start n pol's help)

i want josuke and giorno to met too. don't know how tho... maybe both polnareff and josuke go to Italy (maybe because josuke is a "healer" and since pol attracts enemies jotaro wants to make sure his husband won't die.., idk)

that can also change the pt6 events a lot.. but I haven't watched pt6 yet so idk what to mess w.

anyway thank u for reading,, this was a mess... a looong mess.

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married-to-google-translater · 16 days

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I have an interesting idea. Reader is a friend of Jonathan, Dio tries to attract Reader but Reader rejects him because Jonathan told what Dio has done to him and Erina, which makes Dio surprised to see that Reader didn't fall for his charms but this makes Dio feel more obsessed with reader.

Dio Brando

Jonathan has a friend?

Well, not long if Dio can make a difference.

Dio has a "destroy my adopted brother's relationship" speedrun going on.

And you were going to destroy it.

Okay you were friends with Erina and Jonathan.

And you had heard stories about Dio's "nice" personality.

You didn't think much of it though.

Because Dio didn't show any interest in you.

At first, Dio would focus on destroying Erina and Jonathan's friendship.

Next would be the turn of you and Jonathan's friendship.

Dio tried to approach you with charm and kindness.

But you… weren't really interested.

Dio had never seemed like someone you could get along with.

So you would avoid him.

Dio wouldn't understand that.

This will make him try to hang out with you more.

Dio wouldn't take no for an answer.

Imagine if he tried to kiss you… and you punched him in the face.

Dio really doesn't know how to handle this.

You really can't get rid of him.

Even when he becomes a vampire.

Dio's obsession would still exist.

Maybe he should get a life XD

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l1ll1th669 · 2 years

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Headcanon

Fugo has never kissed anyone before he entered in the gang. Also, I believe that he used to pick up some of Trish's teen magazines to look for some tutorials teaching how to kiss and used to practice with oranges, on the wall or with his hand.

bonus: one time, Narancia catches him practicing kissing with an orange

About Narancia, I think that his first kiss was when he was 14 on a "truth or dare" game with his friends. it was only a little peck, but after that, he even wiped his mouth.

#fugonara #fugo #panacotta fugo #narancia #narancia ghirga #my bois :(((#jojo #jojo's bizarre adventure #golden wind #vento aureo #headcanon #jjba #jojo headcanon #jjba headcanon

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marsipaniscool · 1 month

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*manifests out of a flaming hearth* Hello friend I have come to ask you for something— Can I pretty please have some headcanons on the pillarmen getting their backs scratched. You got my brain juices flowing, and I thought this would be a fun idea lol

YEASSSSSSSSSS OFC U CAN!!!! i am SO sorry this took so long😭😭 BUT HERE U GO ML MWAHHHHHH XX

under the cut !!

Kars is ALLLL about deep pressure stimulation and scented oils. He, like Wamuu, prefers not to have his back scratched from behind, one of those Old World habits. Stand to the side or in front of him and reach around, he only allows someone at his back if it’s someone he trusts dearly/one of his vamps he knows won’t pull any fuck shit. Prefers attention to be put on his upper back and shoulders. He only allows it when his schedule is completely clear, he gets really into it and expects a full body pampering to follow it.

Esidisi LOVES physical affection in general, but back rubs are his shit. Famous worldwide for stroking Kars’ back while he sips wine and watches Wamuu/some vamps throw down. Esidisi isn’t allowed to touch the wine tho, Kars likes it chilled. He’s very much a physical affection giver, if he ever receives he’s immediately returning it tenfold. Also famous worldwide for going up to those he trusts and pouting that he “just can’t reach this spot on his back” and that “you HAAAAAVE to help me, I just can’t reach” (yes he can he just wants attention.) When he’s in these attention seeking moods, he expects to be lavished with attention for as long as he sees fit.

Wamuu…. tries? He really really tries to enjoy back scratches, but it can only be from Kars, Esidisi, or someone he trusts 100%. He used to allow Santana but he’s unsure now (he doesn’t think his brother likes, or even loves him, anymore.) He doesn’t think about Santana much tbh, he had his moment when his brother was left behind, but after centering himself, he buried those thoughts. His reflex makes it hard for anyone to get at his back, which is a double edged sword for him. If the light is hitting Wham wrong, even reaching up to pat at his shoulder will leave him throwing whoever was unlucky enough to trigger it. HE FEELS BAD ABOUT IT. HE WOULD REALLY LIKE BACK RUBS WITHOUT BEING ANXIOUS ABOUT HURTING WHOEVER IS GIVING HIM LOVE. He heavily prefers head pats/rubs, and touching foreheads for these reasons. It makes him feel so good, he’s very used to verbal praise but physical praise is uncharted territory for him. Poor baby is used to sweet words and harsh fists from his Masters.

Santana is very touch avoidant, but anyone he would let give him back rubs would have to put their whole arm into it tbh. Light touches set his nerves on fire and leaves him twitching at contact. It would take a lot for him to even let anyone touch him without him either hurting/killing them on the spot, or staring blankly and walking away (he will remember this interaction. you are in danger.) However, once someone gets their hands on him, it’s game over. He relaxes and lays down, expecting the cat treatment. Assuming it’s a human giving him this affection, this would be when he would scoop (see: kidnap) the person up and take them with him wherever he goes. He needs back scratches and pets ON DEMAND.

#jjba #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jjba battle tendency #jjba headcanon #battle tendency #pillar men #pillar men headcanons #kars #esidisi #wamuu #santana #kars x reader #esidisi x reader #wamuu x reader #santana x reader #pillar men x reader #pillar boyfies <3 :)

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thejojosanctuary · 6 months

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Hello there! Could I please request Jotaro, Kakyoin, and Caesar riding a large rollercoaster with an s/o? Like maybe cute little details, such as their reaction when s/o grabs onto them, whether or not they get scared/dizzy on rollercoasters, or how loud (if at all) they scream. I just discovered your page btw, and I love it so much! Thank you for all the hard work you've done, I really appreciate it! >w

Oh I am so in love with this idea! Got to go to a amusement park recently so all I could think about was this one horse rollercoaster-ish ride they had while I was writing this lmao.

I hope you like this hun thank you so much for the support and kind words they make my day!

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Jotaro

♡A roller coaster is a customary stop for any faire/amusement park trip, or at least, that’s what you tell him in order to convince Jotaro to get in line for the damn thing in the first place. He isn’t opposed to getting on the ride, but chances are the two of you have stopped at other places before this point making the rounds. Jotaro makes it a point to stop at the games stalls dotted around the place, if only because he enjoys watching the flabbergasted looks on the staff as he plows through the rigged games and gets to walk away with the prizes. At least he shares the spoils with you, so you’re more than happy to go along with him.

♡Safe to say you’ve both got your fair share of stuff by the time you make it around to trying out the rollercoaster, and the poor ride attendant is left surrounded by a tiny mountain of stuffed toys and carnival goodies left for safe keeping as you take your seats on the ride and get settled in. It’s going to be a snug fit regardless of the ride because he is built like a brick house and most seater rides are notoriously small, but at least you won’t have to worry about lifting up out of your seat when you’re bundled into the space next to him and the safety bars are dropped down ready to go.

♡With a lurch the ride starts up, and if you cast a cautionary look over to your partner you may be a little disappointed to find that he’s stone faced the whole time, even as the ride starts to track up the steep incline and you have to tilt your head back just to avoid the familiar rush that makes your head spin a bit before it’s even got to the top. There’s a brief moment when the ride stops before the first drop, where the temperature drop nips at your nose as you take in the sight of the amusement park spanning before your eyes. Out of the corner of your eye you spot Jotaro’s hands moving to hold onto the bars, but you don’t have time to crack a joke about being scared of heights before the brakes release and just like that the ride’s in motion again.

♡The wind whips at your face, and more than a few of the sharp turns have you slamming a hip or elbow into your partner’s side; so at one point you figure that it’s safer to just cling to him and spare his ribs any further bruising. He’s a great buffer against any kind of potential whiplash, so you’re able to crack open your eyes and enjoy the thrill of the world spiraling around as the ride twists and turns.

♡Doesn’t scream, but he’s got a white knuckled grip on the safety bars the whole time that the ride’s going. Eventually the ride comes to its final drop, tapering off into the final waves of tracks before chugging to a halt back at the starting line. You’re a little frazzled and dizzy from the loops and drops so you don’t think to let go of Jotaro’s arm even as you make a move to exit the ride. He lets you use his arm as a support, bringing a hand to rest on your shoulder to help steer you towards the exit; or maybe it's to steer you away from looking back at the ride, where the handle bars have little indents left behind from how hard he was holding on the entire time.

♡At the photo stand it’s impossible not to hear other people at the stand making marveling comments about the guy who was ‘able to keep his hat on the entire time’, wondering how it didn’t fly off even upside down. Of course none of them can see the semi-translucent purple hand barely peeking out from behind said hat, keeping it firmly pinned to the wearer's head. The knowing grin you flash at him once you spot the photo immediately has your arm support privileges revoked, and you have to wrestle with him and the booth counter just to get the clerk to actually print you a copy of the thing - a memento you should definitely send to Holly once you’re back home.

Kakyoin

♡ Kakyoin is the only one out of these three smart enough to buy a fast pass for all of the rides if the amusement park offers them. He is way too excited about going out with you and getting the chance to go to the park to not have planned the whole thing out in advance. He wants to make the most of the time the two of you have there, so being able to jump the queue was a must when getting the tickets to get in.

♡ Similarly to Jotaro, Kakyoin would have a lot of fun going around with you at the other attractions before finally rounding back towards the rollercoaster. The arcade didn’t know what hit it until the pair of you were walking out of there with enough spoils of war to leave the prize counter looking barren - and don’t even get me started on those claw machines, they never stood a chance.

♡ It just so happens that your route around the park eventually leads you to the biggest rollercoaster the park has to offer, and you can see the gears turning in his head thinking how he’s going to convince you to get on there with him. Thankfully it doesn’t take much - the promise of getting to pick the next ride and the custody of one of his bigger wins from the arcade being enough to win you over. Of course you’d have done it even without the bribe, but keep that little bit to yourself as you amble over to where the line signals the entrance of the ride.

♡ Kakyoin is at least polite enough to actually ask the ride operator if you can leave your things with them for safekeeping rather than just dumping them on the floor for them to deal with. You’d like to think that nets you some brownie points with the staff since you somehow manage to be the first ones on to pick whichever spot the two of you want to take. Before the ride even starts Kakyoin’s nudging at your hand with his, and when you cave and intertwine your fingers he straightens up a little more in his seat.

♡ He’ll make idle conversation the whole way up the first incline, if only to kill the time between then and the actual drop. Asking you what ride you want to go on after this one; if there’s any places you wanted to go or things you wanted to try that you haven’t done yet. He goes quiet once the ride comes to a momentary halt at the top, only a few brief seconds before the drop you both know is going to come.

♡ It’s cute seeing how he looks over the park from such a high vantage point as though trying to commit it to memory, and you make a mental note to try the ferris wheel before you have to leave so he can enjoy the sight properly. But of course the moment ends the moment the ride crests over the incline and shoots straight down into a drop that feels like it's shot your stomach into your ribs. That sweet hand holding earlier is dropped for the death grip the pair of you have on each other's arms on the way down, and though you’re both screaming along with the other ride-goers it's lost to the wind that leaves your ears ringing from the sudden acceleration.

♡ His head is definitely spinning by the time it comes to a stop, though you aren’t faring too much better as you try to amble your way out of the cart and end up grabbing onto each other for support in trying not to go flying down the ramp exit. There’s a good few moments where the pair of you have to just find the nearest stable surface to lean against and spend a good few minutes clutching your knees trying to get back your bearings. And even then you’re both still grinning as Kak looks up at you, face still a bit flushed from the adrenaline of the ride and pulse beating in his ears but still looking like he’d had the time of his life.

♡ You make a stop by the photo stand hoping to get one of the rides - maybe a cute picture of you clutching onto one another on the way down. And it would have been exactly that, had it not been for that one curl of hair that ends up covering damn near half of his face in the photo. You end up getting it anyway, much to his chagrin, and though you make promises to go on it again later Kakyoin’s trying to subtly bribe you into giving up the photo with promises to get a better one next time.

Caesar

♡ Caesar admittedly wanted to start with something small when you first arrived at the amusement park to get geared up for the excitement. Maybe a chair swing ride or a scrambler, or even some overpriced but tasty park food to give you energy for all of the rides you’ll inevitably want to get in line for. Those ideas all but immediately go out of the window once you cast your eyes on the looming metal amusement ride that takes up the space far above your heads, tracks twisting this way and that way damn near spanning the length of half of the park.

♡ He’s very glad for not going on that aforementioned food trip as he knows from the second you spotted the entrance to the rollercoaster ride that you’ve set your heart on trying it first, and he allows himself to be pulled along as you take his hand into your own and make a direct path for the queue to get in line. There’s no way he can say no to you when you ask him if he’ll get on the ride with you, and whilst you’re in line Caesar makes a show of reassuring you not to be scared about the ride. He promised to make sure that you have the most fun the whole time when he first took you out - he won’t let a little height scare you away from doing something you’d enjoy (a remark that comes to bite him back later).

♡ The wait is short and it isn’t long before the line has whittled down till it’s your turn. Caesar is eager to fill in the silence that’s left between getting into the cart and once it actually starts, teasing you about your first choice in ride being such a bold, adrenaline rush of a decision. He’s quickly sated when you tell him that you’ll be sure to let him pick the next one, and he’s already listing off some particularly calmer paced choices - the Ferris wheel, tunnel of love, the house of mirrors etc.

♡ Despite how he said he wouldn’t let you get scared, Caesar’s leg is rocking the entire way up the first incline. You have to gently coax him to tone it down since all it’s doing is making the cart rock even more, but he’s not one for sitting still. Holding his hand on the way up seems to ease some of it, and Caesar rubs his thumb over the top of your hand as a silent appreciation for the gesture.

♡ This man has proved that he’s got some pipes on him and this ride just proves it. He jokes all the time that Joseph’s such a loud mouth but you can’t help but feel like Caesar gives him a run for his money at some of the notes the Italian hits on the way down. That hold on your hand is notably tighter whenever a big twist or loop comes up. You’re just as loud, shouting and screaming as the wind whips up around the ride and your stomach feels like it’s dropping alongside every dip, leaning into Caesar’s side. He returns the gesture in kind, pressing up close against you till your shoulders are squished together and your hip’s digging into his in a way that can’t be comfortably but is easily forgotten in the rush.

♡ Caesar’s not immune to the dizziness of coming off of the ride, and while the hand he offers to help you out of your seat is a little shaky, the gesture is genuinely sweet nonetheless. His hair’s mussed and windswept from the ride, to be neatened up with run through fingers later in the absence of any kind of brush, and you’re sure that you’re just as unkempt when Caesar takes a moment to ease some of your hair back into place asking if you enjoyed yourself.

♡ Caesar's headband is lost at some point on the ride. Neither of you knows when, or where it’s gone, but safe to say it’s chalked up to a loss when a cursory look over the ride and the stand leaves you with no leads. You don’t leave the ride empty handed however, as unlike the others Caesar will gladly buy the coaster picks from the stand despite how funny he looks in the shot; a welcome memento for the beginning of your trip in the park (and the only pic of the coaster unless you can somehow convince him to get on again with you in the future.)

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—CHAPTER ONE: NEW TOY

content warning: fem!reader. Kidnap. Physical Restrains. Blindfold, Blood play, Chocking kink, Mention of reader becoming Risottos toy

wordcount. 1575

annotation. hi! This is one of my fav series I have wrote so far because I love sm La Squadra, so I hope you enjoy it, this is porn with plot. Also keep in mind that english is no my main language so if I have grammar mistakes, please tell me, hope you enjoy.

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Risotto was a boss of the Passione Mafia, he was the leader of one of the most deadly squads within this mafia, the Squadra, a squad whose members were specialized in assassinations and who possessed one of the most deadly and ruthless stands of the Passione.

Risotto used to be a rather calm and calculating boy, he usually did not understand other people and even less when it came to sex. Of course, this did not mean that he did not indulge himself from time to time and even enjoyed himself without However, this point of view would change on this day.

You were a member of the Passione, which had lo been involved with Bucciarati, and because of that you had raised some suspicions that he might be trying to betray the leader of the Mafia. So Risotto had ordered his members to capture you in order to get more information, and in any case, if he refused to remove a burden from his leader's shoulders, to kill you, since your position was known to be very powerful.

"I wonder if she would make a good mother." Melone said, licking his lips in anticipation. "Capo, can I have a play with her?" he said. He was still licking his lips as he imagined thousands of dirty things.

"No, I'll talk to her. Then we'll decide what to do with her." Risotto said with his usual cold tone that demanded obedience. His dark tone and deep voice echoed throughout the room, a tone that would intimidate anyone.

"Di Molto!" Melone replied. While he continued to imagine scenarios, he still held out hope.

Risotto went to the room where you were, you were chained and immobilized, after all, even if they were not afraid of the power of your position, it was okay to take their precautions.

Risotto walked over and noticed that you were tied to a chair with your hands and feet bound. Your vision was completely obscured. He stopped near you and then examined you from top to bottom with those crimson balls and his usual serious tone. The blindfold covered your vision and yet you could feel how he devoured you with his gaze, like a hunter stalking his prey, but even so you were brave enough, he wouldn't be able to intimidate you.

And then he understood, for the first time he understood Melone, and that was that your outfit was a bit extravagant. A black tank top that clearly showed her cleavage, black navy shorts, followed by fishnet stockings and black platform boots. Risotto couldn't help but lose his gaze at this outfit, she couldn't deny that when she saw this outfit, her imagination betrayed him and she went a little further than she should have, giving him dirty scenarios and thoughts.

You, however, took the opportunity to give the order to your stand to attack, and in those moments when Risotto was distracted, you continued an attack and you succeeded, leaving a wound on his arm from which a familiar crimson color appeared, Risotto simply let out a breath. He admired your courage, but at the same time, he couldn't help but frown.

that he had allowed himself to be attacked in such a stupid way.

He was a boss, for the hell he let himself be distracted by a girl. Risotto saw that he could no longer trust the girl, then turned invisible and closed his wound with the help of his stand.

When he mentioned a few words, you simply let a teasing smile escape between your lips.

"Well, Mrs. Capo. My stand releases a deadly poison that only it can cure. If you want me to remove it, then you will have to release me and let me go." The grimace on your face was one of security. Even though you were completely tied up, you could feel that you had won the battle.

But Risotto was the boss of one of the most powerful mafias in Italy. He would not be beaten so easily. And so it was: With a quick movement and armed with courage, he used his stand to remove the poison, opening a deep wound to let the contaminated blood escape and then closing it again thanks to his metallic stand.

"Impossible." You mentioned Risotto's bravery and frowned when you saw how he managed to beat one of his escape cards. But you expected nothing less from one of the capos de passione.

"Well, don't waste my time anymore and let's get down to business: What do you know about Bucciarati's group?"

"You have no idea what kind of manners and hospitality you have. You have so little manners and hospitality. Let me go and I might tell you everything." You snorted at him.

And so it was. Risotto approached the place, protected by his invisibility, and then, removing your shackles and freeing your vision, you simply let out a satisfied smile.

"Thank you. Your name is Risotto, right?"

"Yes, but come on, get to talking."

"I'd love to, but it's hard for me to talk with a dry mouth. Could you get me a glass of water?" You said. Without taking the mocking grin off your face.

Risotto was already getting desperate, but he followed your orders and sent two of his men to guard the door of this room. If this continued, he would probably hire someone else to get information out of you.

Risotto returned to the room, glass in hand. To become invisible again, he was surprised to see you. You had waited patiently in that place, your smile still on your face.

You thanked him and took a few sips. Then you placed the glass next to his chair and gave Risotto what you had promised him.

"Well, I don't know a lot. But I do know that the Boss has given Bucciarati's group the mission to find and pick up his daughter. I don't know if they have her yet or not."

A look of astonishment appeared on Risotto's face and then changed to a smile. At least they had a clue to find their boss, a very important piece of the puzzle. However, something brought Risotto out of his thoughts and that was the splash that soaked his clothes. But the most surprising thing was that the water was tinted with a crimson color that revealed his position.

And you were quite cunning. While Risotto was not looking, you had opened a small wound on your leg. Since you were not affected by the poison, you did this so that the blood fell into the glass and turned it red. Then you tried to attack Risotto again with a quick move, but he had somehow managed to dodge it. This last action had managed to break his patience completely.

Furious, he had started to grab you by the neck, crushing your neck and cutting off your breath, while he had lifted you up and leaned you against a wall. Metallica had then pulled what looked like chains from your limbs, anchoring them to the wall and preventing you from moving.

Risotto had decided to remove the stand from her body, which remained visible, while he looked angrily at the girl, noticing how your face reflected an expression of pain and panic, and how your eyes crystallized a little due to the pain of your limbs and the abrupt force that was on your neck. But something prevented them from killing you, I had the feeling that the girl still had information about her boss and Bucciarati, but I would leave that to someone else. You had already managed to fill her patience, but at a certain point she admired you, however, she was finished and decided to leave the place without removing her stand, leaving you anchored to the wall. However, something unexpected appeared between Risotto's pants, he could not believe how the simple fact of having hung you and seeing the expression on your face had made him so hard. But it was the same for you, seeing the cold and deep look of Risotto, who was destroying and despising you at the same time as he was restricting his movements and hanging you, had provoked moisture in your area.

And Risotto had noticed it, he couldn't prevent a perverse look and smile from appearing on his face. He returned to where you were freeing yourself from your anchor, to then transform the metal of your body parts into handcuffs, to then place them in your hands. He then proceeded to drink the blood he had left behind. He enjoyed the warm crimson mixture with a metallic taste and smell.

Risotto quickly positioned you against the wall. You were forced to look at the wall while Risotto stood behind you.

"Tell me, you have two choices. One you may live and one you may not live."

He said later. He took your chin and made you turn your face to look at those dark spheres.

"And the other is for you to become my plaything."

He said to then leave a wet kiss on your lips and then move to your neck, causing a slight moan to escape your lips, as his lips were hot from the blood.

You hated people who thought they were superior. But you'd be lying if you said you didn't find Risotto attractive enough to play with for a while.

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