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sl33paholics · 4 months

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dio angry fucking you… because a guy was flirting with you and dio gets mad and teaches you a lesson🤧

Know Your Place!

Dio Brando x black!fem!reader

Warning(s): aggressive sex (with consent ofc), biting, gripping, choking, nipple play, rough kissing, bit of degrading, spanking....it's a shit ton of stuff alr? You'll see as you read.

OOOOOOOOOOOOO my first ever Dio request, out of all the characters from JJBA, I finally get to write this nigga for the first time. Kinda scared. Also, this is a modern AU as you said in your first request!

Words can't describe how much of an internal emotional turbulant this man felt when he saw a guy hitting on you while the two of you were at the shopping center.

He left you alone for a few minutes just to use the bathroom and came back to see a man, a lowlife, a pervert, a pig, a snob, an ugly fucker way too close getting his chance to holla at you. As if he waited or even followed the two of you to watch Dio leave your side to swoop in and take your attention away from him for a moment so that he could do something disgusting to you. He just couldn’t let it slide.

The blonde watched at you fluttered those lashes at him. Your glossy lip-liner lips curved into a pretty smile as you made conversation with this stranger who was now practically glued to you. You looked like you were in love with this fucker despite Dio being your boyfriend. It didn’t feel right. Could it be that you were humoring this man? Was it some sort of sick game for him? Was he trying to impress you so badly?

As if his body was acting on his own, Dio approached you two of you. His hand grabbed yours as he squeezed your small one tightly. The sharp gaze he gave the man in front of you was not friendly or soft. He knew what was going on and was ready to rip his eyes out with his bare hands if necessary. The guy backed off and sheepishly went his way. “We're going home." He'd say in that quiet voice of his, the same tone he used whenever someone tried to get too close. But this was different. There was something about Dio's eyes, the way they narrowed, and the way they glittered as if he would gladly rip out the stranger's tongue with his teeth, which made him seem so intimidating.

The ride home was quiet. He didn't say a word to you. You knew he was angry by the way he grabbed your hand. You're not stupid. But you didn't think it was a big of a deal. You were surprised when he didn't drop you off to your dorm, but instead, to the Joestar estate. Dio never bought you here unless an event was going on. Did this man forget to tell me that a party was going to happen today or what? You thought to yourself.

Man, you were totally wrong. Super fucking wrong.

You're now currently laid down at the edge at the edge of his king-sized bed, face-to-face, naked. The firm grip Dio had on your hips as he stared down at you with those dark chocolate orbs. All you need to know is the extent of how pissed off he was. His thumb gently stroked the sensitive skin above your naval. "This asshole dared to look at you," he whispered harshly, his breath hot against your neck, "and touch you." You could hear the venom dripping from each word Dio spoke, goosebumps appearing on your skin under his touch. Your legs raised up high with your knees bent to form a V, exposing the pink folds.

Oh my, the cold air in the room didn't help either. Your nipples were getting hard. As you felt the chills running through your breasts, the pain that came with it was creeping in.

Dio was enjoying watching you whine beneath him. His body slapping against your, his attention going to your breasts. A wicked smile plastering his face.

Dio's hand slithered over to one of your breasts, cupping it as he ran his thumb across its nipple. Your head threw back as he massaged the breast. However, he pinched your nipple as hard as he caused you to scream. Don't fucking move, (Y/N)." The words were stern and rough, making sure you stayed where you were.

Your back arched up with every pinch. It didn't help that the thrusting was beginning to become faster. Your mind was starting to cloud over with lust. You were losing control of what happened to you. You knew this could only end in disaster.

"Oh, if only you could see yourself right now. Such a whore. Like the slutty bitch you are." His words pierced your heart. They hurt more than any slap ever could have.

Dio pulled out, leaving you in shock. He moved your body further up on the bed as Dio got on top of you. You felt his hand wrapped around your neck. When the blonde thrusted into your waiting pussy, he gave your neck a good squeeze to make sure that your mouth stayed shut from a lack of oxygen. "No screaming. No moaning. No begging." The blonde wasn't taking shit from you. He didn't want to hear you protest.

Dio was jamming, no, drilling you at this point. His thrusts were getting sloppy, erratic, and rough. Dio's pace quickening and his breathing heavier. Every time he pumped inside of you, you could feel his cock twitch inside of you. Almost as if he was having trouble controlling himself. His breathing became heavy. The feeling was driving you crazy. You wanted him. More than anything.

His squeeze was getting tighter, and your eyes were rolled back. It was only until you had to scratch his arm for the man to realize that he had to snap out of his cloudy hated state of mind, removing his hand from your neck watching you gasp for air.

Dio got closer to your face, and the same hand he used on your neck was now cupping your cheeks and turned your head to face him. His lips pressed against yours. Dio's tongue tasted your salty lips and his own saliva sliding in between them before he sucked your tongue into his mouth. His tongue dancing with yours. Dio groaned with pleasure, and you couldn't help it. You moaned. That sounded so sexy coming out of your mouth. The trial of saliva against your tongue when he finally moved away. This was amazing. So intense and intimate, yet also so tender and caring, you thought. His taste was addicting. He tasted like peppermint, vanilla, and chocolate. Dio tasted like everything you liked. He smelled like the rain, like springtime, and most definitely, like sex.

All of this pleasure, all of this pain was worth it to be with him. To be in his arms. To be with him forever.

You felt yourself coming to your climax when he continued to stroke and massage your already wet and swollen clit. You were going to come any second now. You wanted to come again and again with him. With him.

And with that, you did, falling into his embrace after the two of you came together. Dio didn't bother to pull out. He wanted to remind you who you belonged to, as if that wasn't apparent from the moment Dio threw you on the bed earlier.

"My my...look at you," He'd say seeing your figure below him twitching and breathing heavily. "Your lip gloss has smeared across the pillow sheets and your pretty hair is all messy..." The blonde would say with a chuckle, you looked at him as if you wanted to punch the shit out of Dio. "Fuck you...you bastard...choking me as if I'm some fuckdoll." You'd say closing your eyes.

"Don't threaten me with a good time and new ideas, sweetheart. Take this as a lesson learned. You belong to me."

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jojikawa · 9 months

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𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙞𝙤: 𝙋𝙚𝙩 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙥 | 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣

WICKED EYES

MASTERLIST

This is a dark romance with descriptions of violence, gore, racism, sexism, and NSFW themes. The reader is black in this AU but this story can be enjoyed by all walks of life.

Sexualization/Objectification of the Fem! Reader, violence against the reader (it's tame, reader-chan is strong.) Not Beta read bc I am a piece of shit.

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There was only one thing Dio craved the most in this world; something that was worth more than fame or fortune. Something that Dio took the time to remove every obstacle in his way to get it: Your attention. It didn’t matter if you were sad, angry, or happy. As long as it was because of him, it was something he desired. The man would go to any lengths just for you to stop what you’re doing and acknowledge him in any way. He reveled in it.

Now, you were where he wanted you: In his castle, undying and given a stand of your own. What now? Well, you were still rejecting him. There was no Jonathan or Erina in your ear telling you how bad he was. It irked him. All the hard work he’s done and you’ve still yet to show any affection to him. You’ve even stopped reciprocating completely. Why? Surely, it couldn’t be because he lied to you and choked you until you passed out when you tried to leave? Women like that, right? No?

Oh.

Still, you were in no position to soft-block his love and not show it back. In the end, his actions wouldn’t mean anything because he would give you the world and he would make sure you knew this. The straw that broke the camel’s back was your lack of reaction during sex. The experience wasn’t enough when he was satisfying himself alone. He loved when he knew he could conquer your body; seeing you whimper and squirm at his skills.

But, you would just lay there. Your expression was wrapped in a bored look as his body trapped you from above. Whenever Dio wanted more lewd favors, such as desiring you to go down on him, you wouldn’t participate. He would try exercising power over you by making you get on your knees while pressing his member against your cheek and lips. He tried to get you to do something. Anything. Even if it were just sex he wanted your attention more than anything else. It was like you held no love for him anymore. If only you understood the meaning behind all of his actions, you wouldn’t be upset.

Unsatisfied with your behavior, Dio stormed out, once again swearing that prostitutes would appreciate him more than you. Since he is gone now, it would probably be best to speak to Dio’s subordinates.

You found Noriaki once again. He seemed to have a gift for you. You honestly didn’t believe you’d see him again, so it came as a surprise to you.

“Lady (y/n!)”

You smiled softly once you noticed him. “Oh, Noriaki. You haven’t left yet?” You tilted your head. You could’ve sworn that Dio sent him off to pursue Joseph’s grandson. The young boy was oozing with excitement as he approached you. He only hummed at your question at first, debating if he should engage in future conversation, fearing that he may upset Lord Dio.

The flesh bud on his forehead typically prevented him from going out of his way for such a thing but…you made him feel different. Somehow.

“N-No, I couldn’t help but—“ Noriaki quickly sucked in at the sudden contact you made with him using your stand. It showed itself from behind you and lifted his bangs like so. It was then you saw the flesh bud. Your suspicions of Dio were correct.

The school boy opened his mouth to speak before you talked over him. “I’m sorry he’s done this to you.” You muttered, frowning just a bit. Your stand retracted into your body and faded away. “Did what?” Noriaki repeated, adjusting his hair back accordingly.

“Nothing.” You gave him a cheery eyed smile. You then cleared your throat and sighed. “I already know why you’ve become loyal to my husband, Dio. I know why you’ll be leaving soon.” You then closed your eyes. “And all I ask from you is that you look deep inside of yourself and realize that you have more value than this. You don’t need to follow Dio.”

When you made contact with Noriaki, he felt a warm presence within him. It was like he had a moment of reflection…realization. It made the flesh bud on his forehead tingle just a bit. If he hasn’t been self aware enough, he might’ve just fainted. What were your words doing to him? Was it just your touch? Your stand power?!

“Th-Thank you…but Lord Dio has shown me things that he could never have imagined. Being here with you and him has only solidified my feelings.” Ignoring your fading smile, he then presented his gift. It was the portrait of you before. It seems as though he was able to finish it after all.

“Oh, Thank you.”

You wanted to be happy. You truly did but…you couldn’t. Dio brainwashed this child.

“I must be on my way now. There isn’t much time. I’ll see you again soon.”

You pursed your lips softly, looking down at this small piece of art you were gifted. It was much smaller than the canvas you remember Noriaki working on in the past. It was a scarily accurate painting of you. Your eternal beauty has been immortalized in picture form now. How fitting. What good is a vampire mansion without portraits of the occupants?

You took the small frame to the room you had been sharing with Dio. It felt best to hang it up and have it on display. You didn’t know why but you cherished it a lot. It was like a small bit of happiness in this misery.

Dio would make sure to snuff it out.

Anytime you found yourself growing accustomed to him being absent, he would reappear. Almost as if it was on purpose…

“Oh? And what is this?”

Dio emerged from behind you like a shadow in the darkness, taking the painting from your hands to examine for himself.

“Ugh.” You rolled your eyes, moving out of the way before the man could trap you with his body. His nose scrunched up in disgust at your behavior. “Are you not happy to see me? Do you have any idea how long I’ve been away?” Like trash, he tossed the poor gift aside, missing any means of a display. It fell onto the ground with a light thud.

“I don’t know…I don’t care.” You walked over to a nearby bookshelf, putting your attention into finding a book instead of giving him all of your energy. Sadly, the vampire man was mistaken to believe that you’d want him by now.

But its fine. He always enjoys a challenge.

“Of course you do, my love.” Dio caught your hand as it began to pull a book from the case. “I—“ But just as the words began to fall from his mouth, you swatted his hand away with a loud ‘slap!’

“You reek of whore.” You hissed, resuming your search for a book to spend the rest of the night reading. If Dio were the man he used to be, his insecurity would be out for all to see. Now, he didn’t wear his heart in his sleeve so openly.

Dio chuckled. “Jealous, are we? My apologies. I suppose this is how things will be once you deny me. I am your husband. You’re not allowed to deny me. You can be replaced.” He smirked, doing his best to rub salt on the wound in the most “Dio” way he could. “You are mine by right.”

“Heh.” You half smiled. “Not jealous, just—disappointed. And I’m not yours. I don’t belong to anyone. You’d think someone of your stature would know better than to stick his cock into anything that walks just because he couldn’t please his wife—ah!”

Your speech was cut by him digging his claws into your throat. Books dropped to the floor as he slammed you into the shelf. “I can please you. You just hold it in, I know you do.” His eyes were narrowed, voice low as he spoke through his teeth. It seems you hit a nerve.

“Haha…” You let out a weak laugh. “No matter how much you try to separate yourself from the common man, you still act just like them. Pathetic.”

Dio’s eyes retracted at your statement. Your mockery. What happened to you? He couldn’t stand the one person he truly loves to say these things. You were just angry, right? He slept with other women. Any woman would be upset. He knew that.

“So you don’t care? Not at all?”

“I do not.”

“You don’t care that there’s women out there—carrying my children?”

“Good for them.”

You let out a yelp when Dio suddenly let you go. “And you don’t want to go out there and, I don’t know—kill them?!”

“No.” You shrugged. You raised your hand to your neck, sealing your wounds and taking one of the fallen books into your hand. It was a romance novel. One you would definitely enjoy alone. “Now, leave me be.”

Meanwhile, Pucci didn’t think he would need to become a marriage coach at such a young age until he met Dio. It was such an awkward time as well, given the boy was helping himself to Dio’s book collection.

His master came in, genuinely confused and pissed off at what he should do for his wife. In a way, it was almost fascinating to the young Pucci. It was almost like he forgot that Dio was a God and his wife was his equal; fighting like mortals. The vampire man would even blow off steam, using his godlike reflexes to build small models of ships to put on display.

“…And she doesn’t even care if I lie with other women. If it were the other way around, I would’ve caved their skulls in.” Dio eyebrows were furrowed in concentration as he tried to focus on the task at hand. He didn’t even want to vent but sometimes Dio couldn’t control his actions when he felt at ease.

Pucci frowned. He listened to Dio’s testaments of his relationship with you and how he treated you. It was clear that Dio was probably the worst person for you to be with. Your kind and motherly nature towards him was so different from how Dio spoke of you. It hurt his heart.

“Perhaps, you should try being more gentle with her? Show that you are sorry?” There wasn’t really much room for Pucci to give advice since he was rather limited in experience with women.

“Sorry? Why would I do that? She denied me.”

“But, Lord Dio, shouldn’t she be allowed to do that?”

“No.”

Oh, Dio will never learn.

Pucci sighed. “I think you should try to make her feel better. Girls like gifts. It shows that you can make sacrifices and that you actually pay attention to what they may like. Do you know what Lady (y/n) likes?”

“Hm.” Dio learned back in his wooden chair. His eyes rolled to the left as he placed a hand on his chin. “A gift you say? She likes…”

Did you like anything? Books, perhaps? Well, there were a ton of those. What would he look like doing that?

The young boy grew worried that his Master was having such a hard time thinking of what was supposed to be an easy thing.

“Y-You don’t know what she is interested in?” Pucci could only blink in disbelief. Weren’t you Dio’s lover from over 100 years ago?! The one girl he dated in his youth? The one he married before being put into a coffin at the bottom of the sea?!

“I know what she likes. She was a slave girl when I knew her, you see.” Dio smirked at how infatuated you used to be with him as children. “Always so busy with taking care of idiots that she barely had time for me. When we did spend time together, all she talked about was tea, baking, cleaning and—pets.”

It was then your soft, child-like voice invaded his mind. He felt his stomach almost leap at the feeling of pure nostalgia back when things were so much simpler.

꒰ “Dio! You have a dog and you didn’t tell me?”

“That isn’t my dog. Where have you heard such nonsense?!”

“Erina told me that Jonathan told her that you have a dog named Danny! Why have you never told me?! I love animals but Erina’s parents won’t let her have one.” ꒱

A time like that felt so far away. It felt as if he had taken it for granted. Dio didn’t have many regrets nor did he have them often but he wished that he somehow was able to spend more time with you before the mask.

“I have an idea.” Dio grinned, unable to hide his fangs at the thought of what he was about to do next. This was probably the most selfless thing he would ever do for you. It was worth it as a last ditch effort to save his relationship. Of course, he wouldn’t let you go. That’s not an option, unfortunately. But, he at least wanted you to be more happy in some way.

Dio left the castle once more, coming back home just to bother you again. It seemed as though you never left his room, not that he minded. You seemed to be immersed in a romance novel. The story told of a knight or warrior tasked with saving his princess lover from a distant kingdom holding her hostage with magic. Your perfect lips were curled into a perfect smile with your hand resting on your cheek, not at all acknowledging your husband’s presence.

“Ahem.” Dio cleared his throat, a sad attempt at getting your attention. The man only stood there, waiting for you to notice him so that he could finally do one good thing in this relationship. It wasn’t like him to so outwardly beg for attention like this…it made him sick. When he realized that it simply wasn’t working, he manifested The World, using it to remove the book from your palm. “Hey!” You shouted, your stand coming out and grabbing the other end of the book.

“What are you…?” You trailed off once you noticed what Dio had brought you. It was a bird, a beautiful one at that. It seemed to be a falcon, with brown feathers, and even an adorable scarf. It was bigger than any of the birds you had seen in the outside world. Any anger you held at this moment had vanished.

It was only natural for Dio to smirk at your doe-eyed expression, pure hatred turning into innocence and curiosity. “He’s all yours.”

The bird leaped from Dio’s arm, gliding to your shoulder. It landed with a unique weight but they weren’t too heavy. “Dio, where did you get this? Does he have a name?”

“I’ve decided that I like the name Petshop.”

At the sound of the name, your smile fell. “Really?” You asked flatly. Dio’s smile of self satisfaction remained. “Yes.” He replied, crossing his arms.

“O…Kay.” You averted your eyes from him and paid more attention to Petshop. He nuzzled into your cheek, making you giggle and filling you with joy. “My…” you smiled to yourself, admiring the creature before you. “I’ve never had a pet of my own before.”

Dio cocked his eyebrow. “Really? All that time you had by yourself and you didn’t have a pet of your own?”

You shrugged lightly at Dio’s question. “I didn’t have time to, surprisingly enough. I traveled a lot. No time for a pet.”

Petshop already seemed to be deeply in love with you as if it were charmed. Meanwhile, Dio had retrieved the book you were reading. His eyes skimmed the pages, not at all caring about you missing your place on the page. He interrupted your doting with a deep chuckle.

“The immortal princess and her immortal knight were alone at the inn, sharing one room and one bed as well. The princess encouraged her knight to sleep with her, as she didn’t think it was fair for someone who cared so deeply for her to sleep on the floor, servant or not. Unbeknownst to the young couple, they would engage in lewd acts.”

With an audible slam, Dio closed the book and placed it on a nearby table. You blushed deeply at his narration, his voice seemingly perfect for that type of literature.

“It’s just fiction, Dio.”

“It may be fiction, but it can also be your fantasy.” Dio made sure to observe your face as he spoke. “Out of all things in my library you choose to read, it’s this. I’ve always taken you as a woman of intelligence, not one of devious desires.”

You sighed. “Dio, it’s just a love story, nothing else.” Pet Shop left your arm, finding it better to rest on a nearby armchair instead. The bird paid no mind to you or your husband and found picking at its own feathers to be more entertaining. You watched in, almost, child-like awe at your new pet.

“Is it just a love story or are these things you’d like to happen to you?” Dio took a seat next to you on his bed. “I haven’t seen your face light up like that in a long time. I suppose that I’m correct.”

You audibly inhaled before softly exhaling. You clenched your first softly before speaking. “If this is about sex, I am not interested. You’re free to go out and sweet talk someone else.” You rolled your eyes, scooting away from him awkwardly.

“No.” Dio chuckled to himself. “You’re more than that. But, I did want to ask something else of you.”

“And what is that…?”

“Join me for a bath.”

You rolled your eyes. “I don’t need a bath.”

“I wasn’t asking.”

Now, you found yourself in a warm bath, drawn by a female servant that you’d never seen before. She looked like she was mine controlled, lusting after Dio and even you. Her eyes had a pink hue as she took your dress, her pale cheeks turned a rosy red once she witnessed your naked body most with bath water along with Master Dio’s. You couldn’t tell why but being worshiped did feel oddly satisfying, even if it were wrong. Being a servant, you weren’t appreciated very much, no matter how hard you worked. Even when you became wealthy, people still talked down to you.

“Does she need to be here the entire time?” You narrowed your eyes at the young woman who had been peeking from around the corner in the distance, not even realizing that you could tell she was there the whole time. Dio clearly had something to do with her behavior but that didn’t stop you from getting annoyed. You already didn’t want to be so close to Dio knowing how openly he sexualized you.

“Would you rather her be dead?” Dio smirked down at you but his eyes were looking through you and at the girl. You simply just blinked at him. Silent for only a moment, the sound of the water rippling was the only thing that could be heard.

“N-No.” You furrowed your eyebrows at him. You turned your head towards the girl. “Leave, girl.” You spat, almost sounding similar to how Dio would talk to women. Without even realizing it, his behavior would rub off on you. The action made his eyebrows raise with delight. When the girl scurried off, you sighed, feeling as though you probably should’ve talked to her differently given she was just a girl.

“What a good woman you’ve become.” Dio chuckled to himself. You only scoffed and rolled your eyes. “No thanks to you.” You replied, unknowingly shifting your weight to be reminded that you couldn’t move very much because of Dio’s size. As a form of intimacy, he forced you to bathe with him, making you wash his body as if you were his personal servant in a limited space. He wanted to believe he was treated much better than his younger self ever could but he would still toy with you. His favorite thing was being able to generate reactions from you. He loved being able to make you blush, moan, grunt, and cum. He may have been controlling but his behavior was relatively normal…for now.

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kaedeakeshisworld · 2 years

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Phd student Jotaro Headcanons

cw: Jotaro falls in love at first sight, unprotected sex, reader orgasms, sextoys( vibrator), reader is a tied to a chair, ball gag too, clitoral stimulation, multiple rounds, princess(used 1 time), Jotaro is a little mean towards the end but that's because I made him greedy 🧐.

wc: 1300(way above the initial limit but it's fine)

cs: My thoughts on Phd student Jotaro

Phd student Jotaro is so focused on his thesis that he has somehow forgotten about life like a regular human being. The explanation for this would be that he stays for too long by himself writing, gathering information and getting familiar with the topic he is prone to expand. So he spends most of his days in his apartment trying to figure out how to shape this research paper.

Phd student Jotaro still is an ass when it comes to women even though he is an adult now I guess. But he does understand that most of it stems from his non-existent father-child relationship with his dad so he better heal his own trauma so that way he won’t repeat this non ending cycle we pray for it. He likes this research life quite a bit because he is left alone to be unbothered by people around him.

Phd student Jotaro didn’t think getting a phd would be this stressful so he tries all kinds of methods to overcome the stress that is eating him up. He decides to pursue a few meditation sessions, lessens his coffee consumption, works out and tries to go on a walk at least once a day. But he came to the realisation these methods are not so effective because he is still under pressure.

Phd student Jotaro thought at first a good method to ensure he wouldn’t fall behind schedule was to write a little bit every single day. Eventually that became five pages and then later ten pages a day. So this made Jotaro stay isolated for quite some time but he had to cease this hermit mode before he went mad. Jotaro does take care of himself though, he works out, eats four meals a day and also does buy groceries for himself he doesn’t do it that often.

Phd student Jotaro took some time off of writing his phd. He still kept collecting information but he didn’t write it at all. He decided to go to a couple of coffee places, try some new drinks and desserts. Until he stumbled upon a peculiar tea place. It had a homey vibe to it and it somehow reminded him of his childhood.

Phd student Jotaro entered this tea place and decided to have a seat near the counter. A few instants after the waitress came to get his order and he never thought that he could actually experience love at first sight but he does now. The waitress standing before him to get his order looks ethereal. She is magnificent. Her lips are soft, her voice is sweet and the way she smells makes him dizzy. He has to know her name right now. Her words “ Sir, would you like to order?” get lost because Jotaro still admires her astounding beauty. He comes back to planet earth after a few minutes of getting a puzzled look from the waitress “ I would like to have an Irish coffee and earl grey lavender cake, please?” he says. She answers, “ Understood, I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

Phd student Jotaro gathers all the possible courage within him to ask the waitress for heer name. After all, he needs to know it today before he leaves the tea place and goes back to his motone student life. He is sure that she does have a delightful name and minutes after she is back with his order “ here is your order sir” she places the coffee and the cake before him. Before she leaves he catches her hand, looks into her eye and asks her "I would love to know your name. Could you please tell me?" You find it a little weird, generally clients do not want to know your name, but he might be looking for someone you think so you tell him yours " (Name)".

Phd student Jotaro grows impatient to see you at your workplace every day. Whenever he is at the tea place he is always smiling specifically when you look towards him. He's become a regular customer and now he doesn't choose items from the menu anymore. He does ask you "what would you suggest for him to have" and each time he does discover a new wonderful combination of flavours.

Phd student Jotaro is addicted to spending his afternoons with you. He loves to hear you talk to him, tell him about your day. He also learned that you are the future tea place owner because the elderly lady who used to run this business has decided it was a much better choice to leave it to you than selling it.

Phd student Jotaro usually stays after closing time. He helps you clean the tea place, place the items you need for tomorrow in their containers. You keep telling him that you can handle it all on your own, that you are a big girl but he doesn't budget. He announces "I'm doing it because I want to help you and I also get to stay by your side…" he is a little hesitant. Should he finish his phrase or not? He will, so he continues "for a little longer before I have to leave you for the whole night and" he gets Closer to you, strokes your left cheek "wait for the afternoon to meet you again."

Phd student Jotaro is waiting for a reaction to comfort him, to let him know that he can pursue you and try to make you his. You're perplexed but manage to say "you should stay tonight then" and with that he is lifting you on top of the counter. He starts kissing your neck, you tilt your head to the side. He knows exactly what he is doing. Soon enough you're the only one that is naked and he is just admiring his work of art.

Phd student Jotaro is kissing you while he enters your vagina. He knows because of his size it is uneasy at first so he is simultaneously stimulating your nub to lessen the pain a little.

He is carefully scrutinising how you react to the way he works himself into you. You're really right for him. He is trying his best not to lose his composure and just ram it in. He might do that later though.

Phd student Jotaro knows that two rounds isn't enough for him. Not for all the time he spent working on his PhD not quitting his flat. He is also aware that you are sleepy and that you need to open the tea place tomorrow preferably in the afternoon because he will try to get at least three more rounds in the morning. After all, he's a little needy and extremely happy to have found a place to finally call home.

Phd student Jotaro is greedy when it comes to you. He will go out of his way to make sure you're paying attention to him and him only. Even if it means acting crazy like that one time where you were not really listening to him but you were letting him know that you were physically present by making such sounds as uh to. They functioned like some sort of acknowledgement, everything was fine until you don't remember where things went and you found yourself tied to a chair, legs spread with a vibrator on your clitoris and a ball gag that kept you from talking. You don't even know how you got here and Jotaro's absent too but the vibrator's suddenly started working and you try your best not to come. But you failed and right After you came Jotaro opened the door declaring "Already coming without me, huh! You surely do know how to wait for people to have fun with you but this is only the beginning, princess"

2022 © All rights reserved to @kaedeakeshisworld. Translations, modifications, replicas or even property of my achievement are not allowed without my approval. Do not repost/ recommend/ share it elsewhere!

And I'm back with the Pride series. Took some time off writing as well as social media. Earlier this month got diagnosed with a chronic illness but do not worry about me. It's not tragic, it made me rethink about life decisions and how I neglect my health generally. So I won't be attending university this year.

m.list

This is Fic 12 of Pride series, I'm slowly but surely putting them out.

Let me know what you think about it in the comments!

#jjba smut #jotaro smut #jotaro x black reader #black reader smut #black female reader #jotaro kujo smut #jjba headcanons #anime smut #jotaro x reader #poc! reader #jotaro x y/n #jotaro x you #female reader #smut

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dios-wryyy · 1 year

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I need ideas for a fluff headcanon. Somebody help me. please🥹 it can be with a character from any fandom. I’ve been thinking abt writing for some obey me characters or JJBA characters (part 1 - 6). When i start getting into writing more things i might mostly write x black reader things cuz yes.🧍🏽‍♀

#obey me #aot fandom #jjba headcanons #kengen ashura #aot x you #obey me shall we date #poc writers #jjba x reader #help me #eren headcanons #jojo headcanons #golden wind #diamond is unbreakable #kishibe rohan #eren jaeger #mikasa aot

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d1xkrider · 1 year

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BLK - TAURUS - INFP

Hello you can call me Mauv, Ma or core

I write stories/ blogs mostly dedicated to all black people.

My account is to uplift black people of all cultures. And I am very open to writing stories of people of a different race than I do to help give out representation that is long awaited with the many people reading fanfiction.

#stories . #rules

#jjba #black reader #black man #pink #aesthetic #x gender neutral reader #lgbtq #poc reader #x black reader #anime #black representation #black writers #african american #african #caribbean art #jamaican

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clutterclownstories · 2 years

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🎈 Requests Closed! 🎈

What I do write:

- Gay, MLM, NBLNB, or NBLM only

-X Cis Male Reader

-X FTM Male Reader

-X NB / Gender neutral Reader

I WILL NOT write for x fem aligned

-Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrigston

Billy Hargrove

Jonathan

-Marvel

Thor

The Hulk

Iron Man

Wolverine

Black Panther

Caption America

Dr Strange

Deadpool

Loki

Vision

Shang Chi

Eddie Brock

Hawkeye

Ant Man

Star Lord

-DBH

Connor

Hank

Markus

Elijah Kamski

Open to more requests of characters (no nsfw of these characters)

-DC

Bruce Wayne (Comics)

Batman (Comics)

Superman

Aquaman

Joker

Open to more requests of different characters

-Star Wars

Obi-Wan

Anakin Skywalker

Luke Skywalker

-Batman Movie (2022)

The Batman

Bruce Wayne

The Riddler

-JJBA

Literally most characters

Jotaro X Kakyoin (The only character x character I’ll do)

-HxH

Chrollo

-Demon Slayer

Giyu

Rengoku

Tengen Uzui

Muichiro Tokito

Sanemi Shinazugaws

Open to more requests!

-COD

Simon “Ghost” riley

John Price

John “Soap” Mactavish

Gary “Roach” Sanderson

I can write for tons of characters, so even if someone isn’t on the list feel free to request! I may not know who they are, but I’ll do my best!

Things I WILL write:

-Smut (18+ CHARACTERS ONLY)

BDSM

(Aka Open to writing most kinks that I’m comfortable with.)

-Lime

-Fluff

-Angst

Comfortable with writing SH recovery, Mentions of past abuse, or past attempts of suicide. I’m also open to writing mentions of Homophobia or Transphobia (like bullying n’ stuff.)

-Headcannons

-Poly Relationship

-Specific Requests

-Unspecific Request (Still need character and Gender)

Things I WON’T write:

Non Con

18+ X 18-

Generally messed up stuff.

Racist, Transphobic, and Homophobic shit

Abusive Relationships

Some Character X Character

Non LGBTQ writing (I’m a gay man, so I write Gay stuff 🤷‍♂️)

Yandere characters or readers

Smut of IRL people (actors playing roles are okay)

When Requesting PLEASE include…

-Name of Character(s)

-Gender (FTM, Cis Male, or NB)

-Type of reader: Disabled, Chubby, Plus sized, Shorter, Taller, POC, Smart, Dumb, Clumsy, etc! (This isn’t required)

-Scenarios! (I prefer this!)

-Maximum of 4 Characters per story, 6 for headcannons.

-If your character if on multiple season of a show (example JJBA) PLEASE specify which season of the character you’d like me to write about.

Post Times!

I am disabled and have extreme fatigue, so sometimes my posting may come to a halt, but right now, I’m going to try to get out a few stories this week (if I get requests). I am also working on a slightly longer story so that’s exciting!

Byye Byee!!

#x male reader #reqs open #eddie x male reader #batman x male reader #battison #dc x male reader #marvel x reader #x reader #riddler x reader #demon slayer x reader #star wars x reader #gay pride #gay #writers on tumblr #fanfic #fluff and smutt

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kstvrrent · 10 months

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yo, my name is kupid, im newish to writing, my page will mainly consist of smut or fluff, i do take requests for anything else but no weird shit, yes i kink shame if your shit is vile. i take anon requests and im always up for a challenge. on occasion i will write angst per request. im not really good at sad shit fr. im black and alot of my x reader stories will be black or poc!reader. theres not alot of poc blogs that will write poc. (no hate but in all honesty poc readers need love too)

MASTERLIST COMING SOON I PROMISE.

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i will write for

demon slayer

jjba

stranger things

never have i ever

jjk (?)

hxh

tdlosk (and reawakened)

kakegurui

big mouth

heartbreak high

trese

atsv

etc

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i will not write for

ginny & georgia

one piece

dbz

flash

scream

insatiable

13 reasons why

breaking bad

highrise invasion

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ccxiia · 3 years

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JJBA Reactions || Bra shopping

Feat : Caesar, Mista, Rohan, Polnareff, and DIO

Warnings : Suggestive Content

Notes : Saw lots of TikToks about JJBA characters and bra shopping

Caesar:

Gentleman but he’s a bit shy. He’ll make sure to get your cup size down and get the best quality bras for you. He even got restocked on your hygiene products. On his way back he’ll buy you chocolates.

“Mi Amor I‘ve brought what you’ve asked for! I also brought you chocolates!”

Please marry him

Mista:

He’d be confused but he’d still get them. Before he leaves he snoops around and looks at the bra designs you have so he knows what to get. He forgot the cup size and had to call you.

“Babe I’m here. How big are your tits again?”

Probably saw the prettiest bra but couldn’t buy it cuz it was the 4th one.

Rohan:

Got some nice quality bras and some lingerie. He buys those silk bras that have pretty designs.

While coming home he made sure to get some art materials. He’s also thought about having you model for his art.

“Is it ok if I use you as a reference for a character?”

Polanareff:

He’s like Caesar. Make sure you get nice quality bras. Will get you some snacks on the way back. Flirts with you once he gives the bra’s to you. Not too much to make you uncomfortable. Just playful flirting that gets you both to laugh.

“Mon Cherie, may I see you in those later?”

Bonus!

DIO:

You better go with him or else he’ll buy the bras for himself. He’ll get the very expensive ones. He has the money to pay for it. Also y’all didn’t buy any bra’s y’all brought lots of lingerie. Dio really likes the way it feels in his hand. Plus he loves how it hugs your body. He probably has a tailor so he gets them to modify some of the lingerie some of yours to make it look pretty and some of his so that it fits him perfectly.

“Darling you look breathtaking in that~”

Taglist: @reihara @katsumiiii @solar3lunar @asaincy @itsumuu @duskjelly

#jjba fluff #jjba x reader #jjba x poc!reader #jjba headcanons #caesar x reader #mista x reader #rohan x reader #polnareff x reader #dio x reader

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dilftaroooo · 3 years

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imagine college josuke fucking his black sex ed teacher after so much sexual tension has been built between them

tags/tw: aged up characters, college au, student/teacher relationship, age gap, black reader.

i was just thinking about josuke too get tf out my head, girl.

josuke always—always sits at the back of the classroom, chewing on his pen and swirling a small eraser in his hand as he stares at your plump ass covered by that peach colored pencil skirt that complimented your skin immensely. he’d savor in the subtle arch in your back as you reach your hand to the upper left of the chalkboard.

“-now when a man becomes stimulated, the blood vessel of the penis spreads thoroughly and hardens the tissue in the corpus cavernosum.” you knew josuke wasn’t listening. he didn’t even know the first word you said as soon as you started talking. you felt his eyes roaming your body and you knew that as soon as you turned around to face him, you’d lock eyes with his sky blue ones.

he’d raise a brow and smirk when you stare at him for too long, licking his dry lips while remaining eye contact (you could feel yourself shiver by that). this boy is a literal fucking menace. he’d have so many failing grades (though josuke was much smarter than what he’s been performing) in your class and would ask you to tutor him after school. fuck all of your other plans if you have any, josuke will find ways to cancel those plans just to get you to help him with his dwindling grades.

naughty thoughts below the cut 😳

you hate it when he does that; take the only personal time you’d have for yourself and make you work more than what’s needed. but you don’t complain as much when he’s balls deep in your wet pussy, pounding ruthlessly on top of his graded papers, bright red “F’s” splayed on each corner, but they don’t steal his attention as he grips your braids and tugs them backwards. you fear someone would hear the loud slaps of his pelvis hitting your ass resonating in the room.

“i’m sure you’d give me that A as soon as i come deep in that tight throat of yours, won’t you, ms. l/n?~”

damn right you would.

#josuke x reader #josuke higashikata x reader #josuke smut #josuke headcanons #josuke higashikata headcanons #jjba smut #jjba x reader #jjba headcanons #jojo smut #jojo x reader #black reader #poc reader #jojo headcanons #[𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴]#tw: age gap #𓆩♡𓆪 — moots!#𓂺 — you perv!#🗣 — that brotha starvin!!

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sangorous · 2 years

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SANGOROUS ultimate masterlist 2:

jojo’s bizarre adventure

dragon ball z

tokyo revengers

naruto

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sl33paholics · 5 months

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Eternal Eden

Jotaro Kujo (4) x black!fem!reader

Warning(s): smut (no shit), nipple play, misuse of stands (if you squint), impregnation (it's canon alr!?), overstimulation, slang, odaxelagnia, errrrr I can't be bothered to list all the shit here. You'll see once you read

Y'all ever wonder what Jotaro's wedding was like? Or even the honeymoon? I don't, but here I am writing it for the sake to feed y'all and go back into hibernation. This may be longggggg so strap in. Also, I'm sorry for the setbacks. By the time this comes out, it's either Thanksgiving or the day before :P

Dt: @crypticspacecat and whoever wants to get tagged

You're currently sitting in front of your now newly engaged husband on the edge of the four poster bed, dressed in your finest errortic nightgown that Jotaro wanted you to wear. You're trying to calm down the butterflies in your stomach by telling yourself that it's a casual thing. Of course, this happens. It's your honeymoon, after all! He stood in front of you with his hands on his hips. You looked up at him from your position on the bed, biting your lip. Jotaro looked absolutely striking, that toned athletic physique of his showing through his loose white shirt, and you couldn't help but notice his teal eyes were glinting mischievously in anticipation.

As he got closer to you, you moved back, eventually laying your full body on the bed as he cralwed on top of you. The smell of crème de cacao filling up the air from the candles he lit made you feel giddy, just him staring down at you, so close. His teal colored eyes looked into yours, and he whispered, "What do you think?" Your heart skipped a beat at his voice that was low, deep, husky, and you felt a shiver going down your spine. Leaning in for a kiss, you felt his lips against your plumply parted ones, kissing you softly and slowly. Jotaro pulled away only to lean forward again, pressing his lips onto yours more firmly.

The sound of an old fashioned clock ticking filled the silence as Jotaro trailed kisses along your jawline and neck, making you moan out in pleasure at the sensation of his soft yet firm lips moving along your exposed skin. You felt him chuckle against your neck as you moaned again, feeling the tickle of stubble grazing over your sensitive flesh, and you reached up, running your hands through his black hair. When Jotaro finally pulled away for real this time, he quickly took off his shirt, throwing it to the floor. You had seen him shirtless many times before, but never like this, so much naked skin being shown to you. Not to mention the scars littered across his chest and arms, from fights he'd been in throughout his life. In a disheveled heap as he leaned back down, kissing your lips hungrily.

Jotaro carelessly began to remove your nightgown from you. You could hear his breathing becoming unsteady already just by looking at him, and you giggled quietly at his reaction. He looked adorable. He really did. His eyebrows furrowed slightly and began to grope your breasts. His large fingers lightly brushed over the nipples and when he squeezed them gently, you let out a low whimper, grabbing his shoulders as he began to pinch them, sending a rush of sensation throughout your body. As Jotaro rubbed your hardened nipples, your eyes fluttered shut. He even had the audacity to give them a twist and pull on them, making you gasp out in pleasure.

The sudden grinding caught you off guard, and you opened your eyes, looking directly into his blue ones. Looking into his eyes as they darkened, seeing lust and desire swirls in those gorgeous sapphire blue eyes, almost as if they were dancing around inside those irises. As it continued, you could feel his cock harden in his shorts, the dick print seemingly visible in front of you. Gosh, it made you throb hard.

Within a blink of an eye, his shorts and boxers are now off. The two of you both laid on your sides facing the same direction. "Damn you, Kujo!" You exclaimed as you watched his hard, bulging cock spring up between your legs, his length hitting your clit in that most delightful spot. You couldn't help but let out a small yelp, and you heard him laugh a little breathily. His fingers doing magic rubbing your clit in a circle motion and then pinching it in unison with the movement of his finger and thumb. You felt the familiar tingle spread throughout your body, and you began moaning louder. Your soaked pussy making you go crazy.

You watched him move his face towards your neck as he kissed you there, biting down and sucking on the delicate skin. Your head fell back onto the bed as his mouth left marks and nips along your neck as he went. Slowly raising up your knee, gripping onto the bedsheets, you felt the warm moisture from your juices pool below your thigh. The tip slowly goes inside of you, feeling the sharp pain made you jolt. Jotaro quietly reassures you by whispering, "It'll be okay," and you feel another wave of heat spread through you. He gave you a moment to adjust, little by little, getting used to how slick and tight your opening was. The friction of your inner walls and the cold air made your legs weak, but the painful pleasure made you feel good, too. His cock was fully in you.

Jotaro started off with slow, careful thrusts. Taking his time, enjoying the way you squirmed under him, and the way you made sounds of pleasure every time he bucked his hips. You were getting turned on by his gentle touches, and he knew it, taking care not to hurt you. Soon, though, your moans became higher pitched, needy, needy noises, which he loved hearing as he kept pumping in and out of you. The tension was building fast, and Jotaro was having a bit of difficulty holding himself back.

Soon enough, the pace picked up as Jotaro increased his strokes, making you cry out. The man was beginning to hit the spot you wanted, the spot you've craved for years now. You've never felt your legs shake so much in your entire life, or your whole body shake so violently like this. "Fuck, Jotaro! Fuck me!" You shouted. He seemed to take note of your tone and speed up his movements, and soon he was pounding harder and harder. The friction was increasing, building up in intensity as you felt yourself coming apart. And soon you felt it, your body spasming and clenching around his cock. "Ah, fuck!" You screamed out in pleasure.

With Jotaro suddenly pulling out, it caught you off guard. You felt your body being turned to be laid flat down. Your legs suddenly being lifted up and spread wide open, you're too dazed to see if it was Jotaro doing it or your body acting on its own, as if another pair of hands were doing the dirty work for him.

As you felt Jotaro's hands gripping onto your waist, his hard cock enters your soaked pussy, he let out a deep primal groan at the sensation as he began to pump in and out, his thrusts became harsher and faster, and you gripped onto him tighter, crying out Jotaro's name over and over again in pleasure. His hot, heavy breaths hitting your ear as he grunts, "Fuck, I'm close." Your drunkenly expression looked down to see his bulge appearing and disappearing with every thrust. The sight was exotic. Almost hypnotic.

"God!" You cried out, feeling waves of ecstasy roll over you as his seed spurted inside of you. You gasped in delight as your orgasm hit you hard, causing you to scream his name. You're for sure that it he got you pregnant right here, and now, you wouldn't have minded in the slightest.

Jotaro stared down at you, that pretty face of yours now covered by tear trials and your plumply lips being a bit bruised from the rough kissing. It made him want to go for around two, but he knew that you couldn't take it all. Jotaro slowly pulls out from between you and lays down next to you, still panting as he runs a hand through his hair, pushing it away from his sweaty forehead. You snuggle up against him, wrapping your arms around him as you look up at him. Those eyes still had lust behind them, but for sure, your body was sore and exhausted.

He gazed down at you, and you smiled brightly up at him as he pressed a light kiss to your temple. You wrapped your arms around his torso, pulling him tightly against you as the two of you just lay there, content and relaxed.

#anime #jojo no kimyō na bōken #black writers #female writers #yandere jojo #fluff #poc writer #x black fem reader #x black reader #black reader #character x you #jotaro kujo x reader #jojo jotaro #jjba part 4 #jjba fanfic #jojos bizarre adventure #poc reader

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jojikawa · 1 year

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𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙞𝙤: 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙙 𝙂𝙤𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙨

WICKED EYES

MASTERLIST

This is dark romance with descriptions of violence, gore, racism, sexism along with NSFW themes. The reader is black in this AU but this story can be enjoyed by all walks of life ❤️

Immediate warnings: mild sexual content, manipulation

Dividers ✦ word count: 4.3k art

“Out of all the women in this world, the moment you come back, you go after me.” Your eyes were dead and your voice held no sign of happiness; only resentment. The person you had been talking to was enveloped in the moonlight but their face was concealed by darkness. You only stood there, not trying to show how afraid you were being in a strange place, surrounded by strange people. It was hot and the air was unbearably dry during the day and at night, the cold was bitter and it absorbed any sort of warmth your vampire body could produce. “The reason is that I don’t want other women. It’s been so long. I thought you’d be more excited to see your beloved.” Dio, finally, took a step forward. You took a step back. “Don’t come near me.” Your eyes were glossy with tears. You hated his voice. It was just like the night he first took you. He killed people. He made you feel bad for it. He threatened to kill more people if you resisted him. You didn’t even have a chance to run from him.

“Why not? I want to see how your beauty has come to last over 100 years.” Dio walked into the moonlight. His appearance was properly revealed to you. He looked exactly the same but…different. Your memory of the past was fuzzy but he looked slightly taller. His neck had a nasty scar as well. “You look as beautiful as you did on our wedding day.” His cold hands rose slowly. It was like he himself was unable to comprehend you in front of him. Over and over while in that coffin, he imagined you. He imagined what you felt like, what you sounded like, what would you say to him? For so long.

Dio saw you grimace as his fingertips touched your jawline. They felt up to the back of your neck where your hair was. Your hair was extremely soft and your scent was like a drug. Having your face in his palms was the same as having a drink of water in the middle of the desert. “How did you come back…?” Your hands gripped his and you removed them from your skin. Dio showed resistance; not allowing you to reject him as such. “I believe it’s best to spare you the details. The last thing I want is to make my woman cry.”

“I’m not your woman.”

You expected Dio to show his anger and lash out but…

“In time, you will be. I don’t mind waiting for you at all.” He gave you a smile of satisfaction as he broke free from your grasp. “I’ve learned what it means to be patient, especially with you. I have a gift.” Dio backed away from you, into the darkness. Not even you could see him once he was able to erase himself.

“Enyaba, please, bring in the dress you were so kind to craft for your Goddess.”

Dress? Another dress?

The imagery of events from long ago flooded your brain. You laid your eyes upon the dress for the first time, seeing it in its full glory. It was red. That night. Those deaths. Jonathan’s death.

Your husband emerged again. You finally remembered that you two did in fact marry. Next to him was a short old woman. Her face was aged from the sun and she held your dress with two right hands. “This is for you, Lady (y/n). Lord Dio has blessed me with the chance to bring you this offering!” The elderly woman trembled as if she were about to collapse.

“Take it.” Dio commanded. “If you’d rather not, I’ll just kill her and fetch the next seamstress to make you another.” When he examined your face, he couldn’t help but smirk. This time he would properly coerce you into being his forever wife. One that would express her love without him asking her to. Without another moment to spare, you took the dress from Enyaba. The silk and fabric were native to Egypt. The lace was intricate and thin. You could easily tell it was made for Dio’s amusement.

“Try it on.”

Your heart sank. This man only knew how to go on and on; dragging things out and pushing the boundaries.

“Enyaba, I’m afraid you’re no longer needed. No one is allowed to see the unclothed body of what’s mine.” Dio’s eyes swayed to the right before looking upward. “No one except for me, of course.”

“Y-Yes, Lord Dio!” Enyaba scurried off, quickly making it as if she weren’t there. “Oh, and fetch the arrow for me as well!” Dio called out to the woman who seemed to be long gone. “I’d like to use it.” He then narrowed his eyes at you with a smirk plastered across his face.

While young, Dio may not have been the best gentleman but he had patience and respect for the girl he crushed on. Up until this point, he had never seen your naked body. Even while in his stolen castle 100 years ago, he respected you in that manner. Things are different now. He deserved this. “Here, let me assist you-“

“Don’t touch me.” You muttered, stepping away. Your eyes held a particular kind of fire. One he had never seen before. He was glad your spirits were beginning to rise. No matter how much you’d fight, he wouldn’t break. It would be easy to convert you once you were tired. “And why not?” Dio questioned, the corners of his lips remaining upturned. Tears began to well up in your eyes. “I know how you lived.”

“Oh?”

“When Jonathan…killed you…” You swallowed in between your words. Hatred for your own intelligence began to fill your body, as you made sense of the situation. “…y-your head wasn’t destroyed. I saw you fall.”

Dio hummed, taking a seat in the nearby chair. “Yes, go on. The fall was rather painful.” He leaned back, making that chair his throne.

“But you never actually died. You came back the night Erina and Jonathan left for America. Erina wrote to me about you.” As you spoke, you gained your bearings, no longer feeling nervous about the words coming out of your mouth. “That birthmark on your back. The one shaped perfectly like a Star. Only Jonathan had that. I saw it when he collapsed in my arms after he first defeated you.”

“Does it anger you? I thought you would be more excited that your love went to such great lengths to see you again.” Dio’s smirk faded. He may have had more control over his emotions now but jealousy was something that he was unable to grow from. “You’re such a monster.” You cried silently. You closed your eyes, imagining what could’ve been Jonathan’s last moments.

Jonathan died protecting me. Now, I’m alone.

“Erina…” You whispered to yourself. You clutched the dress. Any harder would’ve damaged the article of clothing.

“We won’t speak anymore of Jonathan-“

“He was my friend!”

“If you couldn’t tell, my dear. I am trying to be patient with you. The love between a married couple is like a plant. It must be nourished or it will die.”

You shook your head. “I can’t be in love with a monster. Ever since that day at the apple tree…you’ve never been the same.” Dio chuckled before resting his hand on his palm. “You mean the day you abandoned me because of lies told to you by the wench, Erina?”

You gasped. Clenching your jaw, you took a large step towards Dio. You raised your hand, ready to strike this man across his face again until he caught your wrist inches before your hand made contact. “No. Not again.” Dio took you by your wrist and pulled you towards him, into his arms. He held you on his lap, taking in your scent as it brought him great comfort. “So quick to defend the honor of someone who owned you.”

“Erina didn’t own me. She was my friend!” You pushed against his chest but he refused to let you go. “Friend?” Dio repeated. “She was your friend but she still treated you as property. That girl never lifted a finger to do anything, did she? Why is that? Because her parents employed you too.”

“Dio!” You fought against him, trying to release yourself from his grasp. Tired of your flailing, his grip grew tighter. “But in order to be employed, you’d need to be paid, correct? Tell me, how much did you make playing house as the Pendleton maid?”

When you thought about it, you never really got paid anything. You worked for the Pendleton’s to make up for them taking you and your mother off of the street. “I-I…I didn’t make anything.” More tears left your eyes.

“Not a thing?!” Dio pretended to be surprised. “My own wife lived a childhood of indentured servitude to someone who she still sees as her friend? If Erina were your friend, why didn’t she give you the last name ‘Pendleton’, Hm?” His breath was warm against the skin of your neck as he held you close. “You would’ve been a noble woman but she chose to keep you where you were.”

“Dio, stop.” You resisted once more, finally making Dio let go of your wrist. His free hand wiped the tears from your face and his smirk faded. “All I’ve ever wanted is to be the one who uplifts and shows you that you’re worth so much more than what the world gives you.”

There was really no way of escaping Dio, was there? Not like this. You wanted to love him but the fact that he has killed many and would kill many more at the drop of a hat to get what he wants. That’s truly unlovable. Yet, you needed to adapt. Perhaps, if you began to play your part, you would find a means of escape or a way of stopping him.

“I said stop, Dio.” You removed yourself from his lap. “I need you to leave so that I can…change.”

Dio folded his hands in his lap. “And why would I do that? We are married.” He then made himself comfortable again, resting his head on his other palm. “Clothes of commoners shouldn’t ever touch your skin.”

A show is what Dio wants? Fine. You’ll give him a show.

Slowly, you began to remove your garments. It was probably better to wear the new dress right away. Dio’s hungry eyes never left your body. You barely got them off before you heard his voice cut the silence like a hot knife.

“Come.” He beckoned you to come towards him. His pupils dilated. This was truly his first time seeing you naked. He needed to contain himself. “What is it?” You covered yourself with your arms and hands. There wasn’t really much that you could cover this way. You walked toward Dio, just out of his reach. His hand snaked up the thicker part of your thigh, pulling you closer. He spun you around and began to inspect you accordingly.

You felt his fingertips roam your backside. “I see you’ve been feeding yourself well.” He teased you, kneading your plump flesh and his palms.

“Dio!” You swatted his hands away before swaying your hips out of his reach. With unnatural speed, Dio’s hands found your hips. He pulled you down onto his pelvis. “And just where do you think you’re going? I don’t remember giving you permission to leave.”

“Permission?” You repeated. It was pretty apparent that Dio was needy but the timing…was ridiculous.

“As children, I’ve never thought of something like this but even then I knew it was you I wanted. We should be able to enjoy this happy reunion.”

Your body began to heat up from this contact. Before all of this, you did dream of what it was like to commit such acts with Dio. Even during those years you ignored him but befriended his family. The scandalous idea of having relations with a handsome man you’ve previously had a falling out with.

That was years ago. Now, you didn’t know how to feel. The body he was trying to seduce you with wasn’t his…

“We can’t. Not now. This is wrong.” You practically leap out of Dio's grasp. “Your body isn’t-“

“IT'S MINE NOW!” Dio shouted, visibly startling you. His face held a strong look of disapproval as he tried hiding it in the shadow. He was still one to lash out.

You swallowed before firming your voice. There was no way you would let him intimidate you. “Not. Now.” You stepped into the dress. It hugged your curves and felt much more comfortable than your previous attire. You’d never admit that.

“Fine. I will allow you to adjust. But a good woman knows not to reject her husband’s advances.” Dio rose from his chair. He could hear Enyaba’s footsteps approaching.

“Then I’m not a good woman.”

A second of silence passed before Dio let out a deep and velvety laugh. “So amusing. You’re only making me more eager to claim you as my own.”

“I-I’ve returned, Lord Dio.” The elderly woman, out of breath yet again, entered the room with a particular-looking arrow. She had a bow as well. “Good job, Enyaba. I knew I could always count on you.” Dio took the items from her. “You may go.”

“What is that?” You eyed the arrow from a distance. It gave you goosebumps. The unpleasant kind. “Oh, this? A gift.” Dio smirked to himself, readying the arrow accordingly. You hadn’t noticed what he was doing at first. You tried to get the dress to fit better. It was rather tight. It was too late when you noticed that he was aiming it at-

“(y/n).”

You.

A searing pain of intense heat filled your body, the source of it being your heart. Dio let the arrow flew from it’s bow. You were in so much shock that you couldn’t scream. You fumbled over your words and lost the ability to stand. “D-Dio, h-how could y…”

You fell to your knees. Your body was numbing. This arrow wasn’t normal!

“She’s not ready, Lord Dio!!” Enyaba screamed. “Th-The arrow will kill her!”

“The arrow can’t kill her.” He muttered lowly. “It’s painful but I know she can take it. She will live…she must.” He then slowly strode over to you, knelt down and consoled you as you fought for your life on the ground. The means were extreme but he vowed to himself that by the end of this you would be just like him.

You ended up passing out from the pain. The power of the arrow was still new to Dio. A puzzled look washed over his face when you stopped moving. The first thing he did was lift your torso before pressing his ear to your chest.

Thump!

You were still alive.

Dio smirked deeply and picked you up bridal style. “Enyaba, I’ll be off now.”

The vampire man took you to his chamber, getting dressed for the occasion. He had a special outfit made. It was something he had been waiting a few days for. While spending time at the bottom of the sea, one of the things Dio regretted was not being fashionable for his role as a God. It was such a short time, he didn’t have any means of preparing for such a role. Now, he did. He had all the time in the world.

The yellow fabric, the heart-shaped knee pads, the golden-colored shoes with curved tips. It was perfect for him. Dio barely got it on before he noticed you twitching. That meant you were beginning to wake up. It was clear that stress wasn’t your thing. You passed out from the pain of the mask as well.

“D-Dio…?” Your voice was small but he heard you well. You sat up, taking in the scenery around you. The moon was still as bright as ever. The room was lit well with candles too.

“Yes, my love?”

“Why did you…shoot me? What did you do to me? What happened?” You hissed, not able to control the way you balled up your fists. “A gave you a gift. Something you’d cherish forever.” Dio turned to face you. He had a sickly smile on his face that reached his eyes. This made you upset. “What is it?” You questioned, unknowingly giving Dio joy with your feistiness.

A humanoid figure emerged from Dio. It had a color scheme that aligned with his clothes, but it didn’t look like him at all. It had a familiar aura as well.

Dio examined your face. “Hm. So you can see it now.”

The being floated over to you, touching you as if it were Dio himself. It seemed rather…interested in you.

“You have one of these too, you see? You must wield its power.” The stand held your shoulders, making talking motions except only Dio’s voice was coming out.

He told you everything he knew about stands, even teaching you how to manifest your own. This felt very different from the first time you spent with Dio. Yes, he still forced his own Will onto you, as he did before. It hurt. It was painful but…not enough for you to cry. Even in shock, you didn’t feel too afraid. Stands were like magic, somehow. You couldn’t understand and even with Dio’s further explanation, you didn’t know how Stands came to be.

“When Enyaba came to me, she explained to me that if I trained my own Stand, The World, then I would be able to become God of this world.” Dio paced back and forth before eventually going to the balcony. “All that’s left is to put a baby in your belly. It would certainly secure my legacy.” Dio chuckled deeply. You raised your hand to your stomach and pressed on it softly. How far would you need to go with Dio to please him? To protect those who didn’t stand a chance against a vampire? A vampire who now had some humanoid creature that could touch you without you seeing it or even having one of your own? You’ve had enough experience with men but Dio has always been a wild card in every part of your life.

“Why a baby? What legacy? What is it that you plan to do?” You asked your questions, shifting your tone so that Dio could feel more at ease with you. You followed him out to the balcony. “Is this your way of asking to start a family…?” You barely got to finish your sentence when Dio let out a hardy laugh. Once that probably could be heard throughout Cairo.

“‘Start a family?’” He repeated. “I guess that’s one way to put it. “I was thinking more of wanting to…destroy the last of the Joestar bloodline.”

Your eyes widened. “Wh-What?” You stepped away but Dio grabbed your lingering hand. You were still having whiplash from the different revelations. Dio was alive as a severed head on the body of a friend, you were given a stand, Dio wanted a child and now he wants to destroy what remains of Jonathan’s legacy.

“Why? They haven’t done anything to you. Don’t tell me you hate your brother-“ You stopped when Dio’s grip tightened on you.

“He isn’t my brother,” Dio growled at you and showed his sharp teeth. But you’ve known him long enough.

“He is your brother.”

Dio’s eyes narrowed at you before he closed them. His forehead softened before he decided to open his eyes again. He gave you a soft smile. One to put you at ease. He may not have been smart for revealing his plans so soon. Now, it would surely be hard to get you to cooperate.

“Perhaps, he is. I did have my issues with him. I couldn’t stand the way he looked at you.” Dio was gentle when he pulled you close. He nuzzled into the flesh of your neck, taking in the scent of your body again. “I wanted to believe it was my imagination.”

You scoffed. “You’re still on about that?”

Dio just ignored your statement. “But, Jonathan is no more and here I stand. He was kind to you and he’s been kind once more by allowing us to be together. Like this.” You felt his body relax into yours, almost dropping his dead weight onto you. He was very big and heavy. “I’ve always wondered what our kids would look like. Would you really be one to deprive me of that?”

“If I consent to this then I want you to leave the Joestars alone.”

The room held a brief moment of silence. You know Dio didn’t like being told what to do by anyone. You knew this and you couldn’t even see the face of twisted anger he was making as he held you. “Is that all?” Dio asked in a smooth tone, his voice not at all matching his visage. He rubbed your back tenderly.

“Y-Yes?”

“Good.”

Dio swept you off of your feet, bringing you to his bed in an instant. It took everything out of him to just not crawl on top of you and ravage right then and there. This is something that’s been on his mind for years on end. Did you stay a virgin the whole time he was away? No. That’s not something he wanted to think of right now. All that mattered was that you were here now, giving it to him.

Now, should he remove his clothes or keep them on?

“U-Um, Dio…”

Oh, he’ll just remove his shirt. He wants to feel your hands on his body as you cling to him.

“…we’ve never…actually done this.” You felt the pit of anxiety growing in your tummy. Being intimate…with Dio. The man was already able to tell you had such little experience. That’s okay. You didn’t need any. If anything, he preferred that you didn’t know how to do a thing. There was nothing more pure or innocent than that.

Dio topped you, slipping his hand up your dress to part your thighs. He closed the distance and placed kisses everywhere on your face but your lips. His mouth latched onto the supple flesh of your neck. You could feel the way his teeth played at your skin, nipping it and drawing blood from you. You eased into his touch, beginning to relax your body just a bit. The butterflies in your stomach became present as your face began to heat up. He was surprisingly…gentle. Even with the hickeys he left on your skin, they didn’t hurt. It tickled, almost.

Suddenly, removed himself from your neck. You instinctively raised your hand to the marks he created. No piece of clothing in Egypt would be able to hide it due to where it was. He wanted people to know. Dio pulled you forward by your thighs, almost startling you at his eagerness. You mewled at his fingers rubbing between your folds.

“I’ve barely touched you and it seems that you already have trouble keeping quiet.” Dio chuckled darkly before inserting one of his clawed fingers into your cunt. “You’ve never been with a man like this before, have you?” A wide grin covered his face.

You grunted softly. You held a lewd expression; one that Dio would revel in for a lifetime. “Your face says it all.” Dio extracted his finger. If you acted like this from only one, he can only imagine how you’d be with all of his length inside. He spread your legs even more. He lowered his head down into your crouch. You felt his tongue fill your hole. His lips sucked on your folds, consuming the juices that would flow out.

Your core began to heat up. You didn’t believe Dio was capable of such things. “Dio, please.” You cried, trying your best to move your legs but they didn’t budge. Your husband’s grip on your thighs was too strong.

“Please, what?”

You squeezed your eyes shut. “Don’t make me beg.” You clenched your jaw at his contact. “Oh, I will make you beg.” Dio replied. “Tell me that you want me.”

Then you felt something…something else. He took out his cock, pressing its leaking tip into your sleek folds. He wouldn’t enter until you worshiped him the way he’s always desired.

“Go on. Say it.”

“Dio-“

“Lord Dio.”

Dio secured his hand around your throat. His fingertips pressed against your skin, his claws tangled in your hair. There was no way you’d get away from him. If you were a human still, he’d be able to end your life before you could even understand what was happening. He appreciated that.

You blushed, averting your eyes before giving him what he wanted yet again. “L-Lord Dio.”

Good.

“And this is why you’re perfect for me.”

Dio didn’t waste any more time waiting. He pushed into you, filling you with all of his length, going in with ease. Without warning, he began his strokes. “Much tighter than I imagined.” He just watched in self-satisfaction as you bucked your hips and moaned those pretty sounds. He enjoyed the feeling of you finally submitting, even if it were for the sake of the Joestars. A win is a win.

And it felt good.

It was such a pity that he would need to lie to you from now on, but once the Joestar bloodline was completely erased, white lies wouldn’t matter.

Dio bred you well, fucking his cum into you once he was fully satisfied with your activities. He would make sure you carried any children you’d ever have. He silenced your soft moans with a sweet kiss. Not only are you his wife and soon-to-be mother of his children, but he also wants to make you just like him. You would be an expert at seduction, enacting violence whenever you please, and become a being of lust that he could use whenever he pleased. You would become his idea of what it meant to be the red goddess.

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