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pissboyinc · 9 months

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Was thinking about them

#jjba #jojo #shitpost #jojo meme #jojoke #vento aureo #golden wind #jojo part 5 #jojo diavolo #jojo cioccolata

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aftonlulu · 2 months

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This is from last year, so I may post another piece today, I may not.

#cw: gore #cw: blood #i think that covers it?#JoJo's Bizarre Adventure #JJBA #jojo no kimyou na bouken #JJBA Fanart #Golden Wind #Golden Wind Fanart #Vento Aureo #Vento Aureo Fanart #JJBA Cioccolata #JJBA Secco #Cioccolata #Secco #JoJo Cioccolata #JoJo Secco #Seccolata

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dollwritesarchive · 1 year

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𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 — 𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐚

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), hostage!fem!reader, this is a dark!fic, deepthroat training, sexual conditioning, mindbreak, noncon, brainwashing, masturbation ( f ), self-asphyxiation, suggested dietary restriction / control, abuse, suggested drugging

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ requested by anonymous for my hoe for the holidaze event. do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. thanks for reading < 3

how many hours had you been forced to stare at this screen? you’d lost count.

you thought you could salvage your sanity by refusing to become entranced by your own visage on the television, but you’d been watching your own destruction for so long that you were beginning to drool out of one corner of your parted lips. you could feel your thoughts melting away, little by little, leaving you hopelessly broken minded.

locked in a dark room, naked, with nothing but the TV to focus on, nothing to see but your digital twin choke on your master’s cock, from every angle possible ( even some you thought might have been impossible to capture ). the room— or, perhaps cell was a more appropriate term— was silent other than the gagging blaring from the speakers, your gagging. your crying. your begging for mercy. and Cioccolata’s moans. his snarls of twisted euphoria when you gurgled as he forced your head down with the palms of both of his hands flat against the back of your head. even watching it now, you recall what it felt like, the intensity of his strength, and the helplessness when his thickness slid into your throat.

the first time it happened, you’d retched, and thankfully he didn’t make you watch that video anymore. oh no, this particular tape was a compilation from the previous few days, of all the times he’d forced himself upon you, but you were only made to watch how he fucked your throat. a training exercise, that’s what Cioccolata had called it. “Watch your mistakes over and over until you no longer make them.” he made it sound so technical. so simple. so… normal.

was this normal?

a month ago, you had broken all your nails by scratching on the door, slamming yourself into it, and cried yourself to sleep. each time he opened the door, camcorder-holding Secco in tow, you’d scramble to the corner opposite him and hide, beg him to let you go, and once he was finished, he would turn the television on, play the recordings of you being raped the night before, and leave you until the next time.

the cycle had repeated. over and over. so many times that you’d stopped banging on the door. you’d stopped hiding in your corner. you’d stopped begging him to let you go.

this was your normal now.

you’d started sitting less than a foot away from the TV when it played, staring at your own, decimated visage being conquered on a loop.

this time you felt your breath diminish when Cioccolata dribbled your head against his groin— you couldn’t breathe for the poor, crying girl, for yourself, on the screen. you gasped for it, eyelids fluttering, feeling the pressure of his cock stretching your throat open. your image on the screen was flailing, so you start to mimic her, only to find both of your hands are occupied.

how strange.

one was gripping on to your own neck, squeezing tight to relive the pressure, the sensation of choking on Cioccolata. your nails were dug in to your skin, drawing miniature rubies to the surface. and the other hand was shoved between your trembling thighs. they were sticky; the same slick coated your fingers as they work to rub your sensitive clit. you mewl when you realize what you’re doing.

getting yourself off to your own abuse.

choking yourself to remind you how it feels when Cioccolata does it, so the pleasure surges deeper into your frame.

your back arches, and you drag your core over your fingers, squeezing your own throat hard enough to force your tears to break the barrier of their ducts and slide down your cheeks. just as your digital clone’s eyes roll back. just as Cioccolata howls what a good girl you are, and cums. you can see one, spit-soaked inch twitching before he thrusts it into your slack mouth, and your lips smash against his balls, oozing jizz and spit— your muscles all spasming, your body convulsing.

“Now now, I think I’ll have to tie your pesky hands behind your back from this point forward,” it took you a moment to realize that this wasn’t on the TV. the door to your room had opened, and Cioccolata strolled inside, Secco following along at his feet with the camera. you whimpered in response, biting down on your lower lip. to resist, you would need courage. which you didn’t have. Cioccolata hums as he approaches, grasping your face and turning it up towards him. your hazy eyes drift over his form, big and looming, and your body crumbles against his knees in submission. “What do you think, Secco?”

Secco grunts in response, aiming the lense directly at your defeated expression. at one time, you shied away from the camera, tried to cover your own shame so you wouldn’t have to watch it later and see how pitiful you were. right now, however, with Cioccolata’s digits carefully stroking your chin, crooning with his wicked grin plastered on his face, you didn’t flinch from the camera. you just lay there, limp, batting your lashes with drool dripping from your lower lip. “I didn’t expect you to start to enjoy your training,” he mutters, thoughtfully quirking a brow before squeezing your cheeks together, forcing your mouth into a childish pout. you wince, your whimpering slurred pathetically. “And we don’t want to spoil you, do we? That look of devastation you wear when I’ve tormented you is much too sweet to give up. It seems as though I will just have to bring that fear back. That agony. I’ll be harder on you from now on.”

Secco nods his head in agreement, giggling manically.

your tongue hangs out of your open mouth, as if begging to be gifted, and Cioccolata cocks his head, “Hungry, are you? Or do you believe you’ve been good enough to be rewarded?”

instead of using words, which you might’ve been capable of doing at one time, you mimic Secco. you whine in response, and flutter your lashes. begging for a treat. like an animal; like a puppy at the dinner table.

“Very well.” it was almost surprising that he agreed so easily, after just a hint of begging. but you couldn’t be suspicious. not when you were so desperate for it. “Just one, because you’ve been a naughty girl, haven’t you?” you start to shake your head, but then you’re reminded of your sticky fingers between your legs, and nod obediently. Cioccolata reaches into his pocket and retrieves one, single sugar cube, before he places it on your tongue. moaning in gratitude, you draw it in, savoring the sweetness as it starts to dissolve. there’s a shock, unfamiliar from memory, but all of his treats have such a strange aftertaste, and considering that’s all he fed you, you’d learned to endure the bitterness. it numbs your tastebuds, and your head starts to feel light, as if filled with helium. “You can have another when you show me those saccharine tears of yours, that pretty face twisted in terror.”

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lagginguniverse · 1 year

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Diversity win! These two gay men hate each other so so so much

#jjba art #jojoke #jojo vento aureo #jojos bizzare adventure vento aureo #jojos part 5 #jjba part 5 #jjba tiziano #jjba cioccolata #cioccolata jjba #tiziano jjba #jojo tiziano #tiziano jojo #cioccolata jojo #jojo cioccolata

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poppy-sliaccio · 2 years

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Cioccolata

Secco

#jojo fanart #jojo part 5 #jjba cioccolata #jojo cioccolata #jojo secco #jjba secco #secco jojo #secco #cioccolata and secco #cioccolata #my art #doodle #my artwork

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evelina-a · 9 months

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#cioccolata #jojo Cioccolata #vento aureo #golden wind #jjba golden wind #jjba vento auero #jojos bizarre adventure #jojo #jjba part 5 #jojo part 5 #jjba #jojo bizarre adventure #jojo meme #jojo vento aureo #jojo golden wind

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6ixbullets · 2 years

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maplspear · 4 months

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#jojo #jjba #jojogoldenwind #jjbagoldenwind #cioccolata #jjba cioccolata #jojo cioccolata #art #digitalart

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hell0cay1a · 2 years

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im a menace in this outfit take it away from me

#jjba part 5 #jjba cosplay #unita speciale #jojo cioccolata #cioccolata and secco #black cosplayer #what compelled me to so this

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mitch-the-simp · 2 years

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i would enjoy specifically Headcanons About smoking weed w/ Cioccolata And Secco plz if you're okay with that

ofc! I finally got around to finishing them, hopefully, you like em :D

Smoking weed w/ Cioccolata And Secco

• They'd probably use weed to keep their patients from dying of shock, but apart from that, just to get a quick kick.

• Imagine the only reason why you'd be there with them is because you've just joined their catastrophic little friend group.

• So Cioccolata walks up to both of you with a few ounces and just holds up.

"Would you look at that? Our little friend left us some leftovers. You think we should use them~?"

• Secco nods and pants happily, seemingly jumping around in joy. You chuckle excitedly with an instant, "Oh hell yeah!"

• He'd probably roll them up himself and LET ME TELL YOU- He'd be really good at rolling blunts. Like Grade-A roller. Clean two-hand-slip roll. If it's not him rolling them, then it would probably be you. Secco probably wouldn't be allowed to roll them because he's a bit messy/clumsy and would probably not even know how to. But he doesn't mind and gladly will watch either of you do so in excitement.

• Edibles for Secco :)

• I feel like Cioccolata could take 5-7 blunts before just being absolutely high as the mf sky.

• Secco would go from 3-4 edibles before being just out of commission for a while.

• Cioccolata would be the type to have good ideas for torture and just random thoughts that just make it obvious he's high.

• Secco just acts funny and acts even more like a dog. I'm talking panting with his tongue out and nuzzling Cioccolata for more sugar cubes.

• You three would have the weirdest conversations.

The "If your leg cut off where would you feel pain" convo came up at least once. Cioccolata probably was extremely confused by it.

#jjba part 5 #jjba x reader #fanfiction #jjba headcanons #jojo cioccolata #cioccolata and secco #jojo secco #uh- weed...?#guys i have author's block- help-

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aftonlulu · 7 months

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