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whos-hotter-jjba · 21 days
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And the results are in!
The ultimate hottest JoJo villain has been crowned! Congratulations to Kars and everyone that voted for him, and my condolences to DIO fans. Special mention to Kira fans for being really funny in my tags ksksjdksjhilkd
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intheorangebedroom · 11 months
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please i am on my knees share your thoughts on frankie's thighs please i am BEGGING you
I’m approximately a thousand years late to answer your ask, sweet Anon, for which I immensely thank you 🧡 and sincerely I apologise. Trust me, it’s not for lack of Frankie thoughts… Especially not on his thighs…
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Explicit thoughts below the cut 🔞
At first, you didn’t really pay attention to them. You’re always so… focused… Ok, no, obsessed, if you gotta be honest, with his eyes and dimple and neck and chest and shoulders and arms… 
After all, you can map the freckles dusted below his collarbone with closed eyes, you’ve studied them for hours, for entire nights… You like to trace them with the soft tips of your fingers, and the way his skin instantly reacts to your touch, it’s intoxicating. 
So it’s no wonder you remember with precision the first time ever you noticed his thighs. 
Curled on the living-room couch, tucked into his side, reading a book with your hand resting lightly on his right thigh. When he leaned forward to grab his can of beer from the coffee table, you felt the strong, lean muscles rippling under your palm. 
Your mind was done with the reading, but you still put up a good fight. Your hand wandered along his leg of its own volition, a feather-like caress, spanning his inner-thigh and you saw him looking from the corner of his eye, his jaw cocked to the side, plush lips curled into a mischievous smile.
From that moment on, you paid attention. You realised. His body as a whole, furiously in love with all of its parts. 
The press of them when he comes up to stand behind you and pecks a kiss in the crook of your neck, while you’re making your morning coffee. 
How they play into his assertive, swift gait. That particular stance of his, when he’s intently listening as you recount your day, hands on his hips, knee popped to the side.
How solid they feel, how safe, when you sit between them on the beach on a hot summer day, as you sit between them to watch a movie on a cold winter night, when they wrap around you, limbs intertwined, as he helps you find sleep at night.
You realised, you remembered, the first time ever he made you come, you were riding his thighs. 
You realised, you remembered, his broad, solid body, stepping out of the shower, water dripping down the sturdy muscles of his legs, and that oddly shaped birthmark on his inner-thigh, standing out in a dark shade of brown, that birthmark is all you can see, now.
You realised, you remembered, every time he flipped you over on the mattress, his large hands spread across your lower back, pressing you down, propping up your ass, every time he lined himself up at your entrance and shoved himself in all the way down, and it’s always so much, the heft of him, the blinding stretch that has you moaning into the rumpled comforter, fingers scrambling for purchase, his thighs pushing up the back of your thighs to make more room for him inside your wet, tight warmth.
And now you’re lying on the bed, where he has you pinned on your back, an arm banded across your belly, his lips wrapped around your clit and you already came twice but he hasn’t had his fill, does he ever? 
But you realise, you remember, and so you ask, a breathless plea, a sudden desire.
“Make me… make me make you come, Francisco.”
It’s one last dip of his tongue inside your cunt to gather your taste into his mouth, and Frankie sits up. His movement slow, measured, deliberate. Smacking his lips, wiping your slick off his chin and licking his palm, dark eyes strained on your face, god he looks like a fucking menace.
He gets off the bed and goes around it to stand behind your head, and you’re too limp, too sated, but you still twist your neck around to watch him walk, his hard cock hanging heavy between his strong thighs. 
And when he climbs back onto the bed, oh when he climbs back onto the bed you're in heaven, your head, heavy and dazed, caged between his thighs. You turn to the right and bite hard at the birthmark, the hissing sound he produces already so satisfying.
His fingers wrap around your nape to arch your neck. Docile, pliant, you tilt back your head, pressing the crown of your hair into the mattress, greedily pulling your tongue out, mouth open wide. 
He smiles, again, takes his length into his hand and swipes the fat round tip of it along your tongue. The tangy, heady taste of him like a hot stream running down your spine. 
“Make me come, baby, make me come into your mouth,” he husks, and as he slides inside the warmth of it all the way to the back of your throat, you reach back, a hard grip on his thighs.
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scatterbrainedbot · 2 months
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HELLO ZACH
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HELLO DIONA!!!!!
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LOVE YA DIONA!!!!!
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The second chapter of "El Dios de la Brisa" will be out tomorrow! 💙
Thank you so much to everyone that read the first chapter, you've all been so generous and kind! Hopefully you will like the second chapter as well! :)
L'iik'ik Talokan!
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m-siecle · 1 year
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A lovely person recently told me that uou have to wake up pretty early (from haunted dreams of a cruel madonna) to be more dramatic than an italian, so:
Tell me something you love about Italian expressions of Drama, Anguish or Joy?
One of the most deliciously inexplicable ones is that when something is expensive you can say that it "costa l'ira di Dio", "it costs the wrath of God"
Comparing, say, a three-hundred-euro air fryer to the wrath of God may seem excessive, but is it really
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How Ryumi keeps ruining her career: Sudden hiatuses, World Tour postponement, contract termination and legal trouble with JaDeMedia. And now, another shocker for fans: Our journalists spotted the mega star in Lion's Arch TODAY, getting married to a mysterious handsome stranger. Find out more NOW about Ryumi and Laurence, and decide for yourself: Are they the next IT-COUPLE or is this a death sentence to both of them?
I just wanted to stop by the event for maybe an hour... now me and @commanderfloppy have accidentally created the worst best fake couple ever. It's fake, right? The documents are just jokes, right? They didn't actually accidentally get married for real even though they knew eachother for two hours? This will not cause any problems for anyone? Yeah? ......?
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earthbovndmisfit · 1 year
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In a way I'd call Speedwagon the Anti-Dio. Both initial antagonists shown kindness by Jonathan, but one repays with hatred and the other repays with loyalty. Also Dio's influence continues to negatively affect the Joestars long after his death, but Speedwagon's influence continues to *help* the Joestars long after his death.
I’ve seen some posts about this same topic in the past, so it's not as crazy of an idea or as unheard of as it may seem at first.
For starters, both Dio and Speedwagon come from the slums. Both lived there in absolute poverty for years (in Dio's case, until he was 12-ish, in Spw's case, until his mid-to-late 20s at the very least). Both have seen all the horrible sides of life in the shape of terrible conditions and disgusting people. None of them have been shown kindness during their darkened years in the hostile environment of the slums, developing their respective defensive mechanisms as a way to survive in that place, and we can see that in the way they move within  -and climb up the ladder of- that underworld in the bits we're shown from Dio's childhood, as well as what we are told from Speedwagon's past as well as the implications of what we're shown about him (that he's a criminal, that he runs the deadliest and most dangerous place in London, how he earned the respect of all his men to the extent where he can command them with his word alone, and so on).
Dio and Speedwagon have very similar backgrounds, and one would even think that Dio would soften a little now that he was taken out of that world of misery while he was still very young and was offered a new chance at life, without any repercussions or prejudices, a privilege only a handful would get in a time period like that, but that was not the case, and I think Araki's own words explain clearly the reason behind this: "Dio accepts and embraces his evil nature and follows his dark path without hesitation", and which is something we see him do from the start, even in his slums years. This behavior becomes even more obvious once he's adopted by the Joestars, as he now has no reasons to be hostile. He receives kindness from both Jonathan and George, and he only repays them with hatred (disguised hatred in the case of George). Dio stops being a potential victim to willingly become an abuser for his own amusement, whether it is by verbally/physically abusing Jonathan and starting rumors about him, or simply by selling George the idea of "the perfect son" only to betray him when he no longer needs him in the picture.
And all that becomes even more remarkable when you realize that there was virtually no reason for Dio to do any abuse at all. He was seen as the perfect child ever since he was adopted, and actually fit in without even any effort, coming across as a well-mannered child (as opposed to Jonathan and his messy ways and lack of manners). He could have very well earned the Joestar fortune without doing most of the awful things he did over the years (most of which actually ended up being part of his downfall if you think about it). He shows a deep selfishness and has never cared about the Joestars, only about what he can gain from them, which is also why Araki has also stated that Dio feels no remorse about any of his wrongdoings towards any of them, even way after part 1. A bit of a side note here, but this “innate evilness” is also a core and key aspect of Dio as a character AND as a villain, and which is something Araki has stated he considers one of the most terrifying types of villains.
Speedwagon's case, however, is different in ways like those you mention. He comes from the same place than Dio (probably from a worse place, as we’re only told Dio lived in the slums, meanwhile we’re told that Speedwagon has lived his whole life up until PB’s timeline in Ogre Street, which is part of the slums and also confirmed as the worst and most dangerous part of London). He's been through similar experiences and has lived in that horrid place for at least twice longer than Dio ever did. And, unlike Dio, he never had been spared nor given a true second chance at life until he meets Jonathan. If anyone had "the right" to be a piece of trash and try to justify it as "my past and my circumstances made me do all this", it would have been Speedwagon, but he never does that. Instead, he decides to acknowledge his mistake and learn from it. He's met with kindness, and kindness he shows in return. This is also why he was able to call Dio out on his lies about his reasons for trying to murder his adoptive father, because he knows from first-hand experience what it is to be like in the literal gutter, to be treated like less than trash. He knows there's zero reasons for anyone in Dio's now privileged position to do all the horrible things he's done for years, and especially towards the people who even put him where he now is to begin with, and now adding to his ever growing list of crimes attempted murder towards George, the man who was not only his adoptive father but who we also must add was the only person to ever have loved Dio (as Jonathan even states at one point that he feels no affection towards Dio and even feels guilty about it).
What you mention about both men's influence even long after their deaths is true. I recall a post that put it something like “Speedwagon achieved everything Dio wanted -power, wealth and, in a way, immortality-, all without being a piece of shit”. Both Dio and Speedwagon attained immortality and power in their own ways. Dio by leaving his humanity behind and becoming a vampire, and Speedwagon through his hard work, the power he gained through his oil company and later on his foundation and the legacy he left behind. Both Dio and Speedwagon have made such an impact not only in regards to the Joestars but also on the world at large, negatively and positively respectively, with Dio’s actions being fueled by his evilness and his hatred towards the Joestars, while Speedwagon’s actions were fueled by his now freed kindness and his love for Jonathan (and later on extending to the rest of the Joestars).
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thuviel · 2 months
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For Fennec: Chocolate (>:)) 3, 5 Cheesecake: 1 Cupcakes: 2
For Faron: Ice cream: 5 Doughnuts: 3, 5
For Nicodemus: Candy: 1, 4 Ice cream: 3 For Dio: Lollipops: 2, 4 Doughnuts: 1
Hello I bring questions :DD no need to answer all, but would love to hear! hehe
Ohohoho a whole marathon of questions!
Fennec
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Chocolate 3 What does your OC find comforting when they are distressed or anxious? Are they able to ask for this comfort from others? Or do they need to be alone?
Depends on the kind of distress and how strong it is. But generally his strongest instict is to withdraw and be alone, usually in animal form (I can finally say this omg!!). Sometimes straight up just flee the situation. What actually comforts him a lot though is kind words from others, words of affirmation, words of comfort, just gentle words that prove to him that things are not as disastrous as they might seem. He would never in a million years even consider asking for that though xD
5 Does your OC ever comfort eat when they are unhappy? If so then what food do they find most comforting and why? If not, then what might they do instead?
His appetite gets worse if he's unhappy so not much comfort eating happening. However he has discovered that he loves chocolate, thanks to Nielh so graciously sharing it, and that actually helps when he's feeling down c:
Cheesecake 1 Has your OC fully realised their own potential? If not in their own view, then perhaps in the opinions of others?
Nooooo, he's only just barely started on his journey of growth and self realisation, he has miles still to go. But his new friends are helping so so much!
Cupcakes 2 Does your OC enjoy parties and festivals? Or do they find them somewhat overwhelming? Or even pointless or frivolous?
Yes but also it's Complicated TM
Faron
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Ice cream 5 At what point did your OC consider their childhood to be over? Was it a milestone in terms of age? Or did it follow a particular event? Did they feel ready for adulthood at that point?
Hmm I think if we're talking strictly childhood, then he felt like that part of his life was over once he started joining the hunting parties around 14-15. He didn't consider himself an adult though until he received his vallaslin at 17. He definitely thought he was ready for adulthood but boy did he very quickly face tough challenges he was not prepared for xD
Doughnuts 3 Does your OC take the time necessary to recover fully from exertions or strain? Or do they sometimes push themselves to get back out out into the fray (literally or figuratively) before they are truly ready?
Oh once he's with the Inquisition he constantly pushes himself out there without being ready and recovered. Sometimes because he truly has to but often just because he feels obligated to and would feel too guilty resting in his rooms when he feels "needed out there". He isn't completely unreasonable though and some stern words from the healers, Josephine or Dorian will persuade him to stay and rest more. Usually.
5 Does your OC believe that good deeds should be their own reward? Or do they prefer that appreciation be shown through generous material compensation?
Oh Faron is definitely an altruist, honestly not helping people and doing things out of kindness would eat him up inside. Who cares about rewards.
Nicodemus
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Candy 1 Does your OC have any "guilty pleasures"? Are they at all secretive or embarassed about these?
Honestly what gives him most enjoyment is sitting with Sips and work on spell stuff together, or just watching Sips be brilliant and work on spells. He would definitely be super embarassed to admit that when he was younger, but as they grow old together I don't think it's a secret anymore c:
4 For what (if anything) is your OC most greedy? Perhaps fame? Sexual satisfaction? Knowledge? Power? Or something else entirely?
Knowledge, 100%. In fact he often does quite stupid/inadvisable things for the chance that he might learn a tiny bit of new knowledge. That and ink and paper for new spells xD
Ice cream 3 Does your OC have a good sense of humour? What kind of jokes do they find funny? Do they have a favourite joke themselves?
It takes a lo to make him laugh at jokes, he has to really find it funny. Usually that would be something with a really clever word play or particularly niche wizard references.
Dio
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Lollipops: 2 To what degree does your OC fear failure? Are they something of a perfectionist in all things? Or can they accept a chance of failure in some situations?
Dio is a bit less of a perfectionist actually. He doesn't really fear failure too much in most circumstances, after all his entire existence has been framed as a failure from the day he was born, so he doesn't feel like he can really do that much worse than being born in the first place.
4 What does your OC see as being their greatest failure? Does the memory of this still fill them with feelings of guilt or shame? Are their feelings of failure justified?
There isn't really any one big thing Dio failed that haunts them or anything. But when they were still small they tried their hardest for years to please their parents, they thought that if they behaved really well and did perfectly in all their lessons and chores that their parents would finally love them. They were around 5 when it finally sunk in that no matter how well they did or how much they excelled in their lessons, their parents never paid any more attention to them and never looked at them with anything other than disdain. They felt like they failed to make their parents love them. This realisation definitely shattered Dio's self worth and made them feel like an unlovable ugly thing that didn't deserve to be alive, feelings that they have struggled with since.
Doughnuts 1 Is your OC someone who finds it easy to relax? Or do they tend to always be busy and in need of external stimulation?
They prefer to be moving and actively doing things, pausing too long and not having anything to occupy them easily leads to dwelling on dark thoughts and their terrible self worth. Being in the army this wasn't a problem though, there was either constant training or actual battle happening, whenever there was a small break for rest they would pass out from exhaustion and not have any time to think. Then with the tadpole gang there always was some problem to solve or travelling to be done, so that worked fine too.
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zhenghuaz · 1 year
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hey. for hua AND hualei. 5, 16, 22, 29.
GOIN FOR THE DOUBLE WHAMMY HERE HUH!!! (thank you so much for the ask... love talking about this guy.(s?))
♥ 5. How does their hair taste?
Hua's hair tastes like taking a bite out of the skin of a kiwi. like. exactly JUST like that. But also. Don't eat his hair it will give you hives!!
Hualei's hair tastes like grease . Mold. and tobacco. and hair
♥ 16. What are their thoughts on internet superstar Sans Undertale?
"oh My God! It is Internet Superstar Sans Undertale! I Am Shitting Out The Ass!"
"s an"
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♥ 22. Do they frequent reddit?
hua is oblivious to the horrors.
yea. alot
♥ 29. Do they have games on their phone?
ROBLOX GIRL SKIN
that one fishing sim game from like 2010 on the shitty iphone. that one. only real ones know
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jasontoddssuper · 1 year
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They're siblings, your honor
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What if Verano just kinda adopts Dio because they both have shitty brothers? (Also sorry if petal is too pale, I didn't have a brown pen and shading is hard)
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LEOOOOOOOOOOO
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@leo-thecactus
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pupuseriazag · 6 months
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Me: ok so you see the water has a faint light blue color that glows, but not enough to help guide you in the dark, you can feel the water inviting you to drink it
Player: ... Im not gonna drink that.
Me, who gave him a healing fountain: 💀 ok, sure.
-later-
Me: checking the stands you find a bottle with the same misterious liquid.
Player: im keeping that one
-some other minutes later, against a mimic-
Player, who is only at 2 HP: I take some steps back and I throw the bottle at the mimic.
Me who knows whats going to happen: sure :) roll the dice.
Player: -gets a 5-
Me: ok, you attempt to throw the bottle, however it slips through your hands and it falls close to you, breaking in pieces and the liquid splashes on your body. And you start feeling like the strange liquid heals you a little by 5 points
Player, realizing he almost healed the mimic:
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🥺🤍🫂🌷
🥹🥹🥹 dio!! imma start crying again!! thank you so much darling! i felt that gif in my soul!! you're the sweetest sweetheart! 🫂🤍
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cheonstapes · 4 months
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miguel o’hara stars in… ‘THE SWEETER THE JUICE’ o(^-^)o
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・゜゚・*:.。..。. miguel o’hara x reader .。. .。.:*・゜゚・
SMUT
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now he’s finally got you pregnant, he’s gonna do what he’s been dreaming of all these years. suck. those. tits.
same universe as this miguel.
cw; lactation kink, pregnancy, breeding kink (not really but yknow me), dry humping, titties, older nerd!miguel, they’re finally married!
800+ words
@cheonstapes : she’s back! again!
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if miguel had to pick a part of your body he loved the most, it’d definitely be your tits.
if you think he was obsessed before — you don’t wanna know what goes through his head as he watches you waddle around his house, carrying his kid, sighing every time you leak through another shirt. you had forgone a bra ever since you got pregnant, saying how uncomfortable they feel against your chest — not that he was complaining.
“for fucks-sake, again?”
he was so used to hearing you say that, he already had a shirt on hand for you to change into. you were so grateful for your doting husband that you completely missed that nasty glint in his eyes you usually only see when he’s bending you over the bed and fucking you raw — luckily for him.
“here, honey. lift your arms for me.”
as you do, he pulls the shirt up — the soiled fabric catching under your swollen breasts as he wiggles it off you. “ah, shit — thanks, baby. but fuck, am i’m so tired of changing shirts every 10 minutes!” you might be tired, but miguel cannot get enough of it. he was already so fucking hard, practically salivating at the sight of your bare breasts still leaking down your heavy belly.
“maybe you should just ditch the shirts all together, love — you know i hate seeing my beautiful wife uncomfortable.” miguel’s voice was a soft whisper in your ear, lips slowly tracing down the side of your jaw to your sensitive neck — kissing the skin so tenderly. his calloused hands gently massaged the taut flesh of your tits, probing and squeezing at your nipples to let out small trickles of that sweet milk.
“migs, how many times are you gonna say that?”
“as many as it takes for you to finally listen.”
the breathy laugh you let out did little to qualm the feeling deep in his gut — he was dead serious, there was absolutely no reason for you to be in shirts all the time when you have him to take care of you whenever you needed a good milking. his hips were already sinking into to the plush of your ass that he loved oh-so-much — especially with how much fatter it got during your pregnancy.
it was almost as if he had lost control of his body, a hand landing on your waist to bend you over the counter as he mindlessly ruts into you. “dios, nena, eres tan hermosa. vas a ser la mamá más guapa, ¿verdad? mm, my pretty, little mama.” miguel never failed to turn you on to no bounds, like, you have a walking greek god as a husband — but those fucking hormones were making it unbearable.
the force at which he was pushing against you had shifted your drenched panties to the side, leaving practically nothing between you and his drooling bulge. his fingers tightened around the fat of your hips, squeezing the flesh delicious hard as his free hand flipped you over — pushing your back against the edge of the counter. “shit…been waiting to taste these all fucking day, honey.”
mindful of your growing belly, he hiked one of your legs up on his hip — craning his neck down to suck on a pert nipple. wasting no time, and at a much better angle, he continued to grind against you — his tip catching against your engorged clit. “m—migs, baby, fuck…” the way he swirled and sucked so eagerly reminded you of when you first started dating, how determined he was to knock you up before the two of you even moved in together.
the taste was so addicting, some of your milk trickling down his body — dripping onto the ground beneath you. you knew he was about to cum, hard — his eyes had rolled back, breathing in heavy pants, hands rushing to pull down the waistband of his sweats. “gonna paint my girls in my cum, love — sé una buena chica y mantenlos juntos para mí.”
“‘course, baby.” you nodded breathlessly, squishing the globes of fat together as he pumped his cock dry — head thrown back as ropes upon ropes of his hot seed coated your tits, sliding into the self-made crevice. “god, what did i do in my past life to have a wife as sexy as you, mamí?” his spent cock bobbed against his thigh as he trapped you against the counter — kissing you deeply as his wet hands reaching up to rub the cum into the skin of your breasts.
“mmph — y’know, i heard cum’s good for the skin. it, uh, helps with the blood circulation in your tits — i think we should do this more often, love.”
“migs, if you weren’t, like — a whole scientist, i might’ve believed you. if you want a titjob, just say that.”
“…i mean, you said it — not me.”
all your home shirts were promptly locked away and never to be seen again.
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-new year, new waiting for cheon to get her shit together andpost!
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messylustt · 10 months
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Ok I absolutely love the way you write-
Imagine you decide to go back to school but like online classes and Miguel would have you cock warming him. And immediately after you hit that ‘end zoom’ or ‘leave classroom video’ he’s absolutely plowing into you like a animal in heat-
distracted in class — miguel o’hara ( nsfw ). i cant do this anymore — thank you so much, my loveee.
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your lips are pressed tightly together, as you pretend to nod along to what the teacher is saying. something about the economy? you aren’t sure because all you can focus on is miguel’s cock buried deep inside you. your breathing is stuttering as you try not to move your hips. god, you just wanted to move. either up and down or completely off. because cock warming him like this was too much for your poor brain to train into the lesson on your computer.
you were on miguel’s thighs, the angle of the computer cutting him off, so all appeared innocent. miguel’s mouth was twitching in a snarl to move, because god did he want to just fuck you silly. your warm little hole kept clenching around him, making his grip on your hips tighten to the point of claw marks. “come on…cariño…let me move…i need to fucking move.” his low desperate tone was right by your ear.
“i — i have to focus.” you blink a few times too many, praying the teacher won’t ask you a question. “i cant…dios…i cant.” miguel’s hips had begun to try and move up into you. but with your weight atop of him you managed to not reciprocate. “i need to fuck you, y/n.” then finally you can see the lesson wrapping up, as other collage students dropped off the line. and as your hand shifted to tap the ‘end call’ button, miguel’s grip tightened.
“stay fucking still now...” miguel growled out as he thrusted up into your dripping cunt, making a small mewl escape you.
“yeah…that’s it…gonna fuck this pretty little hole that you’ve kept me from feeling…sliding up and down my cock—carajo.” his thrusts are animalistic and feverish, as groans leave him, his hands spreading your thighs further apart as his claws dig into your flesh. his hips movements are making you slightly bounce up and down on his dick.
“you have no idea what that just did to me…” his words are harsh, as he kept you at his mercy. “hours…of being in your pussy and I couldn’t even move…that’s not gonna happen again.” obscene sounds are filling the room, as your hips meet his — still on his lap. his teeth are by your ear as he nips at the skin. “no…next time if I want to be inside you — moving — i will be…and I don’t care if you need to focus, cariño…you just gotta be good and let me move you along my cock…”
“it’s study…i…i have to pay attention.” you manage as your legs shake. “that’s okay…” he coos. “you can be my dumb little slut…actually I’d like that…” he’s breathing harder as his cock twitches. “you can stay my dumb little pet, whose pretty head is filled with me and only me as you let me feel this hole for as long…as I please.”
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zg0nuwa · 11 months
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𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐨’𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚 ; “𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬”
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had this silly little thought where you ask miguel a bunch of questions about the multiverse
miguel o’hara x gn!reader
warnings ; this is stupid, miguel is confused, mentions of pregnancy/having a kid, my spanish knowledge is below zero so i used google (feel free to correct me)
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“ what did you just ask me? ”
“ i asked what would happen if two people - ” you were pestering miguel with questions about the multiverse for the past hour or so. at first it was a basic conversation regarding what were canon events and how are they established, how the portals work and all the other boring stuff.
“ i heard you the first time. just- where did you get that question from? ”
“ don’t tell me you’ve never wondered how it would work if for example we were to have a kid. like, we’re from different universes. i’m just curious what would happen to the kid in this predicament. ” if you were anybody else he would probably just glare at you and go on with his work but due to your position in his heart he just stood there, absolutely mortified at the example you just provided.
in all honesty you weren’t even that much into the topic but being able to bother miguel just a little and watch him scrunch up his nose whenever you mentioned something that would probably classify you as mentally deranged was your favorite hobby.
“ dios por favor dame fuerza*. no, actually i’ve never thought about that. also that example was really uncalled for. ” he thanked his past self for making the office so dimly lit. if it was any brighter in here he’s 97% sure you would be able to see how his neck and ears go all red.
“ so you admit you don’t know what would happen? ”
“ sí, ahora ¿podemos cambiar el tema?* ”
“ okay, okay… there’s actually one more thing i was curious about. ” miguel only sighed and looked at you with an unimpressed expression.
“ should i be scared? ” at this point he had no idea what to expect, in fact he kinda expected anything. and his imagination was not helping him. you looked up at him with those big pleading eyes that at the same time were full of mischief.
“ if, for example, we were to start dating, would that make me you know… kind of a pedophile..? ” there was an awkward silence and the look he had was to be described only with the sentence “what the fuck”
“ what on god’s green earth are you talking about? ”
“ i mean, you’re from year 2099 right? and im from 2023 in my universe. so that would kind of suggest that technically i would be in my 40s or 50s when you were born right? that just… kind of weird to think about i guess? ”
that, he did not expect in any of his wildest scenarios.
“ i’m going to lose my fucking mind. ” he slumped forward hiding his face in his hands.
“ aw come on miguel! it’s a genuine problem i’m thinking about here! ”
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* god please give me strength
* yes, now can we change the subject?
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Tell us literally the most random fact you have about Ambrose. Like, tell us something that you didn't come up with - He just straight up told you it
TRANSGENDER okay sometimes he does just tell me things and im like. alright boy/girl sure. we are adding this to your personality. i love it when ocs do that.
since i mostly use ambrose in rp, many of his traits/interests develop as i write him and they often come without me thinking about it a lot myself, it's just the way he develops himself? so here are some things:
LOVES pets. his cousin had two dogs which he loved as a child. he feels very connected to animals, communication can be hard for him sometimes but shoutout to his cat! she gets him without verbal communication! yippie!
he's a very jealous person. there is so much envy. its a lot to get into. its probably because of his fear of being abandoned for not being enough so tends to get jealous when other people get a lot of love and attention. oops!
hes a dancer! idk when this even happened but one day in my head was ambrose danicng and it hasnt left since. he does like. partner dance? ballroom dance? unsure of what its called but he learned that as a kid/teen and i think it's one of the few things he learned when he was younger that he actually still loves today
his favoruite colour (among the vampire typical red and black) is orange. his friend is orange so he loves orange.
he has heart eyes for every norn woman ever and im not sure yet if its for bisexuality reasons or gender reasons. hes still finding that out and so am i. do you want her or be her?
he says "whatever" when he cares about someone. he'll tell you how much you mean to him and then add "or whatever" at the end and you know he cant live without you. whatever.
he loves pie? eats a lot of pie. go off!
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