#jjba part 1 smut

[gingernut1314]

Show Me

Summary: Jonathan comes home early from work and finds you in a way he never would have anticipated.

Content: female reader, JJBA part 1 (no spoilers), married, use of the title husband, reader referred to as Lady Joestar once, use of pet names (my love, my heart, darling, etc.), masturbation, being caught masturbating, fingering, being taught how to finger/touch clit, slight overstim

Word Count: 3K

A/N: So I had this idea the other day and I had to write it cause Jonathan--UGH I love him so like yessss. This is my first time writing for Jonathan so I hope I did him justice! I hope you all enjoy!

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Jonathan was ecstatic when he was able to come home early from work. All he had wanted to do, all he had been able to think about, was being back by your side. Being able to see you smile, hear your laugh, talk with you. 

So when he couldn’t find you in the library where he would typically find you with your latest read, he grew a tad bit antsy. He looked in the dining room, the study, and even asked one of the staff if they had seen where you had gone off to, but you were still nowhere to be found. 

Before he grew too frantic, he decided to check the bedroom. Maybe you had come down with a painful headache that only a good nap could cure.

He wound his way up the stairs, down the hall, and pushed open the door to your shared bed chambers only to be met with a sight he never could have anticipated. 

You lay there on the plush cushions, eyes hooded and fogged, mouth agape, and legs spread to the world as your fingers lay buried within your core, working yourself in a way that filled the room with slick, squelching sounds. 

Jonathan’s mouth fell open at the sight, you gasping sharply in utter surprise at his appearance. 

“You--You are home early.” You rushed out of bed, pulling your robe tightly around your sweat-pebbled skin. 

“I--yes, well I--” He continued to watch you wide-eyed as you fought not to break down from embarrassment. He was quick to shut the door behind him. “W-what were you doing?” 

“Nothing.” You tried brushing off, heading for the dressing screen across the room. You kept your gaze downcast as you made to pass in front of him. “Forgive me for--” Jonathan stopped your travel by grabbing your arm in a delicate grip. A grip so gentle you were always surprised by it, seeing as he was such a hulking man. 

“I--wait a moment. Let us talk.”

“Jonathan…I am ashamed you found me in that way. I do not--”

“Ashamed?” He sounded all too confused as to why you would feel that way. A confusion that finally had you turning your gaze to meet his own. A gaze always so full of understanding and kindness, things you felt you didn’t always deserve. “Darling it is just me. Not only am I your husband, but your friend.” You’re heart fluttered at those words. 

Yes. Yes, Jonathan Joestar was your friend. Your best friend and to hear him continue to confirm that just made you fall in love all over again. 

“I just--I know what you were doing…I will admit I’ve done…similar acts…before our marriage.” He gave a slight wince at his words, a small blush crossing over his cheeks. 

These topics were not something talked about so…openly. Both within respectable society and between you two. 

You were completely stunned that he would wish to talk to you about it, especially seeing as your husband was always quick to grow very timid about the subject.

“But I--I wish to know why. Are you not…satisfied with our…intimacy?” Your heart twisted painfully in your chest at his words. That you would lead him to believe such things. You were quick to raise your left hand to cup his flushed cheek in your palm, to try and ease his worries if only for a moment.

“Do not think for one second longer that I do not love being that close to you.” Jonathan leaned into your touch, his other hand engulfing it to keep your touch close. 

“But?” You turned your gaze downwards again, your heart once more twisting. Your husband said your name softly. “I do not wish for you to go on not feeling as good as I when we are intimate.” He guided your palm downward so he could lay a loving kiss to its heel.

“It’s just…I do feel good but it is like there is an…itch, I suppose, that never quite gets scratched so…I scratch it myself.” You cringed at your own words and at yourself for making him feel bad about something you had been perfectly fine to keep to yourself until now. 

“I see…” Again, you felt like your heart might tear in two. Did he despise you for speaking the truth? Did he wish to spend time apart after witnessing you in such a way? 

“I am sorry, my love. I truly did not want you to see--”

“Show me.” Your mouth fell open at his words.

“W-what?” 

“Show me how I can…scratch the itch for you.” You blinked up at him.

And blinked again. 

And again. 

He was dead serious about this request. A request you could see in his eyes he was not going to back down from until you agreed to show him. 

“Bu--Jonathan, you truly do not need to worry--”

“Yes, I do. I am your husband. It is my job to worry about you and your needs.” His hands moved down your arms to grab hold of your own, giving them both a solid, unwavering squeeze. He leaned down so that he could peer straight into your eyes to show you just how sincere he was. “My heart, show me please.” 

 You watched him for a moment longer. A moment you used to quickly try to clear your spinning mind. To understand that he was actually asking you this. That he was truly willing to learn such a thing for you. 

You loved him. 

Oh dear god above you loved this man more than you knew what to do with. 

You pulled yourself to your tippy toes so that you might place a tender kiss to his full lips. Jonathan was quick to kiss you right back, making your heart beat quicker and quicker in your chest. 

“O-okay.” You breathed as you pulled away. “Would you…would you mind taking your coat off?” Jonathan was quick to nod, pulling his hands from you only to do as you asked. 

“I will do whatever you ask. I am yours to command.” He pulled his black coat off, laying it along the end of the bed. 

Yours to command. 

Oh dear--that shouldn’t have excited you as much as it did. Shouldn’t have reignited that burning pool of need between your legs. 

“Lord Joestar,” You teased, fingers finding their way to the small buttons of his white dress shirt to fiddle with them in your growing anxiousness. “You give me too much power.” Jonathan’s eyes sparkled in amazement as his large hands grabbed your wrists once more. 

“Lord Joestar? Lord?” He leaned down, planting a kiss on each of your cheeks. “That is Jojo to you.” You laughed as he went for round two of cheek kisses. Kisses that made your heart feel so full and warm it nearly had you forgetting all about the nerves that had wormed their way into your veins. “What next, darling?” 

And nearly forgotten nerves came back in full then.

“Shirt off?”

“How is me taking my shirt off going to help me learn how to--” You pushed up onto your toes again to peck his lips, stopping him from speaking any further. 

“Because I wish to feel your skin on mine.” That blush pulled to his skin but he nodded, unbuttoning his shirt without further question. As he did, you untied your robe once more, shrugging it off and letting the silky fabric pool at your feet. 

Jonathan’s fingers fumbled in their unbuttoning at the re-revealing of your body, blue eyes drinking in every last inch. 

“My heart--I never grow tired of your beauty.” He breathed. 

“And I never grow tired of yours.” You just as softly spoke back, fingers finding his to help him with the rest of his buttons. His blush deepened and he once more leaned down, kissing your forehead. 

Once his shirt joined your robe on the floor, you guided him over to the bed where he was quick to take his shoes off and crawl in after you. 

Your hands roamed over the hard muscles of his chest, feeling over the velvety skin that was interrupted once or twice by a scar he received from one of his adventures. 

You had just pressed your chest against his, had just begun to unlatch his belt when Jonathan’s strong arm grabbed hold of you. A small yelp escaped your lips as he moved you around, having no problems doing so and doing so tenderly. Not once had his supernatural strength harmed you in any way, always moving you with the utmost care. 

“Now, Lady Joestar,” Your husband teased as he sat your back against his chest, holding you warmly in his arms. His nose nuzzled against your ear and cheek, sending your skin burning at such affection. “No more frittering and please show me.” His voice dipped low and sweet. A sound that reverberated through your ear and whole body, causing a shiver to course through you. To make your nipples pebble harder.

“Am not.” Jonathan’s fingers dug into your sides, causing a bubbling laugh to spill from your lips. “S-Stop!” Jonathan chuckled in your ear, stopping his tickling.

“I am serious, love. Please.” He begged once more, fingers moving from your sides to trail up your legs, which you had bent together. His thumbs rubbed over your knees in a silent ask to open them. Your heart gave a panicked skip, your fingers balling into his slacks. “It is just me.” He soothed, kissing your cheek again. 

You nodded. 

Then nodded again before slowly spreading your legs for him. He kissed your cheek again in encouragement. 

“Now…” His voice never rose past that of utter comfort. His hands moved over your legs, which trembled in slight nervousness and anticipation, before finding your hands. 

You allowed him to ease one out of its death grip of his pants leg. Allowed him to guide your hand to lay over your pubic mound, your breath shaky on every exhale.

“Show me?” You swallowed past the dryness in your mouth as you forced yourself into action. As you ran your index finger through your fold to get your finger slick before finding your clit, which throbbed up at for having stopped your earlier ministrations. You’re legs twitched as a jolt of pleasure shot through your belly. 

You began to rub your clit in small circles, keeping your pace even and mostly unchanged. The whole time Jonathan held you close, one hand laying flat on your stomach and the other still holding your wrist loosely.

“Is that…a good spot?” Jonathan asked to which you were quick to nod. 

“Mm-hum. Y-Yes.” He nodded, keeping his cheek against the side of your face, watching your every movement closely. So close like he was studying for an exam--or for battle. You couldn’t decide which one--not when steady pleasure coursed through you. Not when your hips begin to flicker in need to move. In need for more. “Do you--hah--do you want to try?” 

“Yes.” He all but panted. No hesitation filled your ears. No second guessing just pure want to do as you asked. 

You nodded, biting your lips as you gave your clit one last pass, trying to savor the buzz thumbing through your veins before removing your hand. You breathed in deeply, breasts heaving up and down as you found and guided Jonathan’s hand downward. 

He slowly ran his finger through your dripping folds just as you had, his touch making you bite your lip harder. And when he ever so slowly dragged his finger back up, passing just over your clit, your mouth flew open on a gasp, hand grabbing his to guide it right where it need to be. 

“There?” He asked, giving it a small, testing tug that made your hips jut against him. 

“Yes, yes. There. Right there.” You whined only for your whine to deepen to a moan as he began to rub your swollen clit in just the same way he watched you do. It was the same in every last way besides the fact it was his finger and that only made your head spin faster. 

“O-oh my--Nnngh--Jojo.” You grasped for his hand resting on your stomach, interlocking your fingers within his. 

“Is that okay?” He breathly asked, never once stopping his ministrations. Never once changing his pace. Everything stayed just the same and it was going to make you cum before you had even begun. 

“Yes…oh yes.” You held onto his hand for dear life while the other all but claws at his wrist. 

You felt it then--felt Jonathan’s cock stir within his pants against your back. Felt it gradually swell and harden and it only made your skin flash hotter. 

“Your fingers were inside when I walked in.” He whispered in your ear, causing yet another shiver to wreck through your body. “Should I do that too?” You moaned his name, letting your head lull back against his shoulder. 

“Y-yes.” 

“Show me?” He asked and still his finger never stopped moving against your clit.

“You--you’ll do--hhah--you’ll do this.” You managed, pulling your hand from his wrist to hold out your index and middle finger, curling them forward to show him how to touch you. “There--there is--nnugh--another g-good spot. Rougher--huhgh--on top.” You had no clue whether Jonathan could make sense of your jumble of words or not, but he nodded against your sweat-slick skin in understanding. 

“Should I do it now?” No sooner had you nodded than Jonathan suddenly stopped his finger’s movement. An utterly whiny, needy sound pulled from your throat faster than you could stop it. It was a sound you had never once produced in your life and one you felt the slightest bit of embarrassment for being unable to control. It had Jonathan’s body tensing behind you. “Did--did I do something wrong?” 

“No--No just--I need you to touch me. It was--felt so good.” You panted, running your hand up the back of his strong neck to mess with his short-cropped, blue-black hair. 

“Oh.” He simply said. You bit near painfully at your bottom lip when he lifted his hand ever further away from your weeping cunt. Lifted it away when all you wanted was it to be all over you. “And you stopped feeling good when I stopped?” You whined again, hips giving the slightest movement to try and find his hand once more.

“Jojo--are you--are you teasing me?” You turned your head up to look into his blue eyes, finding his face beat red and--was that mischief gleaming in his blue eyes. 

It was! The goof was trying to tease you. 

“Jojo!” You whined, tugging lightly at what little bit of hair you could grab hold of. “You’re being mean.” 

“Forgive me.” He murmured against your cheek. “I just--liked that sound you made.” 

He was trying to end you. 

Trying to get you so flustered you couldn’t even think straight. 

“Jo--” Whatever words you had planned on saying flew out the window when he sunk a thick, long finger into your core. 

He felt your gummy walls flutter and clench around him as you welcomed him in. Watched as your brows furrowed and lips part of a shaky inhale of breath, eyes so blown he thought the beautiful color of your iris would get taken over in your pleasure. 

 Jonathan added his second finger as you instructed, watching your legs spread wider to further suck them in. 

The sight of you like this, body exposed fully to him and bared so wide, was so sinful. A sight he had never thought to see had he not chosen to come home early. 

And how thankful he was of his choice. 

He curled his fingers within your convulsing walls, searching for that spot you had vaguely spoken of. A spot he found just an inch within your warmth that wasn’t so rough as it was ridged. 

You gasped, fingers tightening against his scalp and eyes squeezing shut at the touch. 

“There?” You could hardly form words besides a mewled yes. It was a sound that only further made Jonathan’s cock ache near painfully within the confines of his pants. 

He begins to gradually rub his fingertips against that spot, starting out on a slow, still testing pace. One you needed quickened now. 

“F-faster--please.” Jonathan was more than happy to comply, his quickened space filling the air with those same wet, squelching sounds he had walked in on. Sounds that molded and mixed with your moans and pants like a perfect melody. A melody Jonathan wanted to hear more and more of. One he knew he would be daydreaming about while away from you. 

Your pleasure built and built, warmth spreading from your core and down your thighs in telling of your end. 

“Mmm--Jojo--nngh--I’m--keep doing that. Oh please, please, please keep doing that.” Jonathan nodded, kissing at your earlobe. 

“Yes, love. Of course.” He whispered into your ear as he kept his pace nice and even and pressed oh so snuggly up against that wonderful spot. 

White hot euphoria collected deep within your belly. Euphoria that shot through you fast and had your walls tightening around his fingers in rapid succession. You moaned his name a bit too loudly but you could hardly care, not when you were seeing stars fall behind your eyelids. Not when Jonathan keeps his fingers working within you, guiding you through your finish. 

But as that pleasurable warmth began to fade, Jonathan showed no sign of stopping his fingers. Fingers that worked against your tired walls in a way that was too much and made you squirm in his strong grip around you. 

“Ahnhg--Jojo--Jojo you can st-stop.” 

“Oh--sorry.” He breathed, stopping his movement. “Did I…scratch your itch.” He asked while nuzzling his face into your neck. You gave a sigh in your utter satisfaction, running your fingers up and down his neck. 

“Yes. Oh yes. Very much.” You felt him smile into your hot skin before laying a kiss there. “Now,” You started once you’re breath had evened out some. You moved around so you could face your husband and look over his too-handsome face. “How about I scratch that itch of yours? Hum?” Jonathan’s face flushed beat red all over again and you watched him swallow sharply. 

“O-only if you wish, dear.” You all but smirked at him, brushing your hands over his broad chest. Hands you ran lower and lower until you were tugging lightly at his belt loop. 

“I very much wish to, my love.”

[mxchibomb]

Content. MDNI 18+

friend of jolyne! reader who has a crush on her dad. friend of jolyne! who selfishly meets her dad in his office after she falls asleep.

 pushing your tired legs over his big shoulders made your stomach drop and your cunt pulse. he was in great shape, washboard abs pressing against your soft tummy and his thick arms bulging while he towered above you. 

 you whined needily as he slid his red, wet tip against your sopping hole. he only spread your wetness along your sensitive, puffy folds.

 you were dripping in your own slick, squelching disgustingly as he bullied his way into your tight pussy, pushing past the ring of muscle with a girth you've never experienced before. a whimper ripped from your throat as he took his time to bottom out, pulsing veins dragging against your hugging walls. ohー he was so big. fat, pudgy tip pushing right up against your cervix when he finally made his way all the way in, forming that cute little tummy bulge you knew all too well with him. you always seemed so innocent around jolyne until you had him stuffing you full of every inch he had. and you've never felt so filled.

 black hair wet with sweat, his usually pulled back hair falling forward. dew drops of bodily secretions hanging off its threads and his skin in a film of clear wetness. he was so hot. beautiful.

 "so.. tight." his thick eyebrows scrunched, cerulean eyes peering at your weak body in his secure hold. your ankles wobbled with his harsh thrusts by the sides of his head, nails digging crescents into his nape as you held on for dear life.

 "jotaro- too good, fuuucckkk.." he wasn't scared to tear at your poor body, his sweet little rag doll. relentless thrusts having your whole body jerk and you call out his name each time he slammed against your squishy, soppy walls. your poor, aching throat struggled to keep your cries at bay, eyes reaching all the way into the depths of their sockets.

 "any louder and jolyne will find out you're fucking her father." it was half genuine, half teasing. you could hear that naughty barely smirk of his. jotaro was a little nasty. mocking you for being so loud on that fat cock of his. and with a cock like his came arrogance.

 " 'm sorryyy. fuucckkー"

 you felt your muscles stretch as his calloused hands pushed your shaking knees all the way to your ears to pound into your loud cunt, pushing the limits of your weakened body. you've felt him deep, now you felt him deeper. his wide hips pushing into the backs of your thighs roughly and his pelvis hitting yours with echoing 'plaps!' it hurt, but it hurt so good. and you were just soaking him.

 "god, yesss. 'm cumming !" 

 "you're makin' such a mess." he grunted huskily, taking note of the loud sloshes of your dewy pussy soaking into the towel he put underneath you on his office couch. he could feel the pulse of you around him, your slick creating a thin sheen of liquid along his shaft and a white ring around the base.

 he was seemingly unphased, but you could see the panicked bob of his adams apple as he swallowed and his neck strain to contain his wild grunts as he feverishly fucked into you. your greedy cunt squeezed him so deliciousy, tugging and pulling to just keep his cock inside of you.

 your mouth was just as dirty as your pussy, with slobber pooling out of both, a wet tear falling from your cheek.

 " 'taroooo" one more time, you could feel it coming. he leaned down, eager lips chasing your soft, pink pillows of a drooling mouth. flavored by cigarettes and expensive beer, spit swirled in a nasty kiss, tongues dancing in a needy tango. your hips swirled underneath him and your thighs shivered, heaving against his hot mouth.

 "cummin' again !" your high pitched, whiny pleas muffled against his spit soaked lips. 

 "i know." he stated like a fact, the slightest of coos cheering you on to let go. your fingers dug deep against his scalp, tugging harshly at his black semi curls.

 "oh fuck" he inhaled sharply as you squeezed him like a vice, clenching cunt in a bear grip. "with a pussy like this, I would've given you a baby if i didn't have jolyne. she's just pulling me in." fuck that sounded good and if you thought you couldn't get any wetter, that phrase alone started another series of loud gushes. you whined, squirming away from him in sensitivity. "she likes the idea of that." he hummed with a low chuckle rumbling in his chest. he was talking to your pussy like she was talking for you. he always knew what you liked, what got it going.

 "maybe next time." he purred, interrupted as a groan tore itself from his throat. his soaked cock pushed into you a few more times before pulling himself out to slam his heavy weighted cock against your sticky folds. thick, heavy cream flew out in short spurts to decorate your twitching clit like a splatter painting. he panted from the physical exertion, coming down from his high as he massaged his slowly softening cock against your white painted slit, threatening to push his cum inside of your exhausted hole.

"still going shopping with jolyne tomorrow?" he asked, soft kisses kissing over your shiny skin covered in both your sweat and his. you hummed tiredly in a yes, arms falling from his nape to rest gently upon his broad built shoulders. "i'll send money to your account."

 you shook your head in complete exhaustion, tapping your fingers against the pink star on his left shoulder to remind yourself to keep your consciousness.

 "don't need to do that." you whined softly as his strong arms lifted you from your position, your legs finally falling from the high position they were once at. a large hand came to sit you upright, but your poor, tuckered out body only slumped back against the back of the couch. hiding his smile, he ruffled your hair.

 "i'll get you some water. we need to get you back to jolyne's room."

trying out new writing styles until i find one i like <3

[monster-mash-m]

Random jojo head cannons:

Mdni!

Nsfw and slightly crack fic vibes?

Jonathan: He’s a big big boy, his dick is definitely bigger than your arm. But like- I 100% in dios attempt to ruin his life told him he’s got a small one. Not like he’s seen it but- Jonathan being… Jonathan- he believed it.

So when you’re stretching and struggling to take his fucking behemoth cock. He’s there, whimpering, thinkinh it’s taking so long for you to take it because it’s not satisfying to you. So what does he do to remedy this? Fucks you deeper than you’ve ever felt before. His tip absolutely bullying all the right places. It’s only the gentlemanly thing to do, he needs to know you’re satisfied.

Joseph: Biggest twat in bed. Like if you could turn a brat into a dom, that’s what he’d be- not saying he doesn’t sub. But his default is to just drive you up the wall. So when he’s got you caged under his muscular body, you’re oh so close to release… and then… he pulls his dick out. Oh that evil fuck. Joseph is an edging devil. His cocky smirk makes you want to bite it off. Oh but then he starts up again and you’re just pulled from your thoughts as he builds you up again… it’s always a long night with him. He’s the biggest wind up.

Part 4-6 jotaro: Jotaro isssss a pillow prince. Not necessarily a selfish lover or lazy per se….. he just.. he loves when you ride him. He loves having his hands on your hips as you bounce on him. He gets to see all of you, especially after a long day of fighting a stand user or researching dolphins,.. he needs a break. So when you take him to pound town? Yeah he likes to sit back and take it. Especially when he does the occasional hip thrust just as your hips meet his. Oh the joy in his face when you’re scrunches up at the overwhelming feeling. Delicious.

Jolyne: Jolyne absolutely loves being eaten out. Especially when laid on her back and legs wrapped around your head. Especially if there’s a window at night so she can see the moonlight- but anyways… yeah no absolutely loves it, loves the fingers in your hair, the hands on her thighs, if you make eye contact with her all in the process? Yeah she’s coming undone on the spot.

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I’ve only done the animated jojos since I’m not familiar with the other jojos- and obviously josuke and Giorno are disqualified for obvious reasons.

But I love jojos so much- so excited for SBR- definitely gonna be making more jjba content

[blond3ang3l]

Country boy dio! who only loves his sweetheart and their little family.

Who convinced you to come live with him on the farm. He spends every day workin hard on it. Dealing with all the animals, workin in that hot sun all day. Harsh tan lines turning his once pale skin a golden bronze. His blonde hair slicked back into his mullet. Sweat sticking to his skin from the past four hours of him barreling hay to keep everything in pristine condition so you didn't have to worry about a thing.

It had been such a long time since he had left his piece of shit dad to rot in his loneliness. Once his dear mom had passed and things started to get bad between him and his dad he left and didn’t look bad. He started doing any work he could to get. He went from dealing to helpin in some different shops doing just about everything. Within the years he had fucked up and had four kids. He loved them even if he knew he didn’t have means to care for them. He did his damned best to make sure they had what they need before he had anything.

Shit was hard for a hot minute. That was he stumbled across an elderly couple who were saying how they needed to get rid of their old farm but had no one that even wanted to look at it. He couldn’t help but jump at the opportunity. It was hard for the first two years but him and the kids had somewhere warm to stay. He ended up confiding in Jonathan who felt like it was his duty to help Dio. He ended up talking to some friends and spread word around about Dio’s work and soon enough people were coming to him for just about everything. Business was booming all year round.

He never expected any kind of success, just wanting to make enough to get by but this was amazing to him. But he did have a problem, having four little boys was not easy. Especially when he went out to the city to restock on stuff. Ungalo and Rikiel were both over hyper and god it was hard to keep up. They would run around the store like they would back on the farm. Dio would always scold them but this time he couldn’t because he was as actually glad they did since that led him to meeting you.

He had noticed they ran away once again and when he saw them they were in your arms as you asked them where their parents where. He was shook by your looks. The way your clothes fit, huggin you nicely. The books you were once holding now pressed against his chest. He could see the dermal piercings on your chest peeking out your shirt. It was so new to him and god be moved it.

He snapped out of it when he saw the boys pointing at him and he had to rush over while still holding Giorno and Donatello.

“M’ so sorry bout that. These two given me hell.”

“Don’t worry bout it, I got siblings I know how it is. You and mama must have your hands full.”

“Nah s’ just me.”

“Oh shit, my bad hun. Didn’t mean to like be insensitive.”

“No no, don’t worry doll.”

You smiled a bit at the name as you handed off Ungalo and Rikiel to him.

“I’ll see you around I’m hoping?”

“Yeah, most definitely.”

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“Pa! S’ getting too hot out here. Come in the house!”

He turned around when he heard your voice. He put his pitchfork down and took in the sight of you standing on the porch. You looked so fucking good. Your curls were framing your face, your plump lips with a small frown due to you hating how the sun was beaming against you. Dio loved it though, seeing it bounce off your moisturized skin. And you of course weren’t by yourself, no. You had his- you guys four little boys. Giorno on your hip, rikiel standing next to you and holding on your leg, and ungalo chasing Donatello all around the porch.

He wanted to marry you then and there. You accepted his four boys and raised them like you had given birth to them. And the boys loved you like no other. Often fighting with their papa to get your attention. Rikiel and Giorno were especially bad. They absolutely adored you. And dio hated to admit it but he sometimes grew jealous at how much you babied the boys.

He made his way over to you when he realized you were still callin out to him. A small smirk appearing on his face as he approached you.

“Miss me, doll?”

You didn’t even get to respond when Donatello and Ungalo tackled their father into a hug. They only 6 and 7 but they were damn big boys just like they daddy. He chuckled as he picked them up into his arms as if they weighed nothing.

“Y’ four bein good, huh?”

Rikiel was the first one to speak up, peeking from behind your legs.

“papa you said you were gonna take us t’ the city! And that we were gonna see TiTi Erina and Uncle Jonny!”

Dio cocked an eyebrow at this which caused you to explain.

“Erina called earlier while I was cookin. It’s lil Lisa Lisa’s birthday tomorrow. Wan’ take the boys to see their cousin. Plus I could do some shoppin while we’re out there. Get the boys some new clothes. Same f’ myself. Like to look good f’ my man.”

Dio couldn’t help but chuckle at your last comment. He also took notice at how his accent was starting to rub off on you.

“Yeah alright, guess m’ takin you four t’ the city after all.”

Amid the kids cheering Dio had leaned down to plant a kiss on your glossy lips. But the kiss was cut short when a tiny hand tugged at Dio’s hair. It was none other than his youngest boy Giorno. The mini version of him, they were so alike even though he was only a mere two years old.

“Y’ lil brat, can’t hog ‘em all to y’self.”

He was only met with babbles from Giorno which made you chuckle.

“Protective jus’ like his daddy.”

“Hmph. Guess he is.”

His smile grew on his face as he watched you usher the boys into the house. God he loved you more than life itself…

[lvoryingrid]

Obsession

Dio Brando x fem!Reader

Summary: Despite Dio's cold demeanor, (Y/n) senses a deeper charm within him, leading to a profound connection between them. Dio's possessiveness intensifies, prompting him to make a bold move to secure (Y/n)'s affections solely for himself.

Warning: 🔞 minors do not read/interact: contains 18+ content, smut/erotica,

(Y/n) was a curious and kind-hearted soul, always eager to explore the world around her. Living next door to the affluent Joestar family and often found herself drawn to their estate, as she was always hanging out with her best friend Jonathan, intrigued by the mystery that surrounded them.

Little did she know, her life was about to change forever when a new member joined the Joestar household. His name was Dio Brando, a young man of striking charisma and enigmatic demeanor. From the moment they met, (Y/n) sensed there was more to Dio than met the eye. He was cold and distant, yet there was an underlying charm that she couldn't ignore.

"Ah, so you're the new addition to the Joestar family," (Y/n) said, her voice tinged with curiosity as she eyed Dio Brando, who stood before her with an air of confidence. Dio smirked, his gaze piercing. "Indeed, I am Dio Brando," he replied smoothly, extending his hand in greeting. "I'm (Y/n)" she greets with a smile.

Their first encounter was marked by Dio's icy demeanor, yet beneath the surface, (Y/n) sensed a flicker of something more. Despite his cold exterior, Dio displayed an unexpected chivalry, a stark contrast to Jonathan's earnest but somewhat clumsy attempts at courtship.

"Jonathan, are you serious?" she asked incredulously, her brow furrowing in concern. "Yes, I'm afraid so," Jonathan replied earnestly, his voice tinged with worry. "Dio's trouble, I've seen it myself." (Y/n) shook her head, unable to reconcile Jonathan's words with her image of Dio. "But he's always so charming, such a gentleman." "I know he seems that way on the surface," Jonathan admitted, "but there's more to him than meets the eye. Trust me on this."

But as time flowed onward, (Y/n) found herself increasingly drawn to Dio, his enigmatic past and intricate character weaving an irresistible spell around her. She couldn't help but notice the flickers of vulnerability concealed beneath his confident demeanor, glimpses of a tender spirit longing for companionship

In Dio's presence, she discovered a profound connection, a silent dialogue of unspoken emotions that bound them together in an invisible thread of understanding and empathy. Each passing moment deepened their bond, illuminating the profound depths of their intertwined souls and igniting a flame of longing for the warmth of mutual connection.

"Intriguing, isn't it?" Dio remarked one evening, his gaze fixed on the stars as they sprawled across the midnight canvas. "The way the universe dances in perfect harmony, yet harbors secrets untold." (Y/n) nodded in silent agreement, feeling a stirring within her at his words. "It's as though each star holds a story, waiting to be discovered," she mused, her eyes reflecting the shimmering constellations above.

In Dio's presence, she discovered a profound connection, a silent dialogue of unspoken emotions that bound them together in an invisible thread of understanding and empathy. "Do you ever feel as though you're searching for something beyond what this world offers?" Dio's voice broke the tranquil silence, his tone carrying a weight of introspection. "Yes," (Y/n) confessed softly, her heart opening up to him in ways she hadn't anticipated. "It's as if there's a missing piece, waiting to be found."

Their interactions grew more frequent, (Y/n) discovering layers of complexity within Dio's guarded heart. She became his confidant, his solace in moments of turmoil. And in return, Dio found himself opening up to her in ways he never thought possible, the walls around his heart slowly crumbling under her gentle touch.

Under her tender guidance, the fortress guarding his heart began to erode, allowing the warmth of her presence to seep into the cracks and thaw the icy barriers. Amongst their shared moments, Dio found solace in reading literature to her, his rich voice painting vivid tapestries of emotion, while their evening strolls became a sanctuary where unspoken words wove a silent symphony of understanding and affection.

"You know," Dio began one evening, his voice tinged with vulnerability, "I've never felt this ease with anyone before." (Y/n) smiled, her eyes reflecting the warmth of their connection. "I'm glad you feel that way. You can always count on me, Dio."

"I never thought I'd trust someone as much as I trust you," Dio confessed one night, his gaze softening as he looked into hers. "I never knew you had such a way with words," (Y/n) whispered, her eyes closing as she immersed herself in the world Dio's voice created.

Their evening strolls became a sanctuary where unspoken words wove a silent symphony of understanding and affection. "I don't need to say anything," Dio mused as they walked hand in hand, "because you understand me without a single word spoken." (Y/n) squeezed his hand gently, a silent affirmation of their bond.

Amidst the burgeoning connection between them, hidden tensions stirred like restless shadows in the depths. Jonathan's steadfast devotion to (Y/n) clashed with Dio's burgeoning affection, igniting a tempestuous undercurrent that threatened to rupture their delicate harmony. Dio's possessive nature emerged like a smoldering ember, his longing for (Y/n)'s exclusive attention casting a dark shadow over their blossoming bond.

With each passing moment spent in Jonathan's presence, Dio's jealousy flared like a tempest, his desire to claim (Y/n) for himself surging fiercely against the backdrop of their shared intimacy. The rift between them widened, fueled by Dio's silent yearning to possess (Y/n)'s heart entirely, a desire that simmered with an intensity that threatened to engulf them all.

In the quiet confines of their shared sanctuary, Dio finally let the weight of his jealousy spill forth in whispered confession. "Do you not see, (Y/n)?" he murmured, his voice laced with a raw vulnerability that belied his usual bravado. "Every moment you spend with him, I feel as though I'm losing you. It gnaws at me, this ache of longing to have you all to myself."

(Y/n)'s gaze softened, understanding the turmoil within Dio's heart. "Dio, you know I care for you deeply," they replied gently, reaching out to touch his trembling hand. "But Jonathan is my friend too. We can find a way to navigate this together, without letting jealousy consume us."

Dio's stormy eyes met theirs, a tumult of conflicting emotions swirling within their depths. "I fear I cannot bear to share you," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "Yet I cannot bear to lose you either."

Years had passed by, and as they both reached the threshold of adulthood at the age of eighteen, Dio's possessive nature had only grown more pronounced, and the thought of anyone else sharing (Y/n)'s affections became unbearable. He watched her like a hawk, always making sure that she was within his sight, his touch. The idea that she could be happy with anyone else was a constant ache in his heart, a thorn that refused to be extracted.

The day finally came when Dio could no longer contain his emotions. He had been planning this for months, carefully orchestrating every detail to ensure that it would be perfect. He waited until Jonathan was away in the mansion's library, knowing that he would have her full attention. Then, he invited (Y/n) to take a walk with him along the secluded riverbank, a place they had visited many times before.

The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the rolling hills and lush greenery. Dio led (Y/n) to a small clearing hidden behind a grove of trees, his heart racing with anticipation. As they stepped into the secluded spot, he turned to face her, his eyes burning with desire. "You are everything to me, (Y/n)," he murmured, taking her delicate hand in his own. "My heart beats only for you."

Her heart skipped a beat as he took her hand, gazing into her eyes with such intensity that she felt herself melting beneath his gaze. "Dio…" she breathed, her voice barely audible over the sound of the gentle river nearby. She couldn't help but feel a thrill course through her veins at his words, at the way he looked at her as if she were the only person in the world.

As he leaned forward, his lips mere inches from hers, she closed her eyes, anticipating the touch of his lips against hers. But instead, he pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her tightly and pressing her against his chest. His kiss was rough, demanding, claiming her mouth as his own. She gasped into his mouth, her hands fisting in his shirt as she clung to him.

The feel of his strong body against hers, the taste of him, sent a shiver through her spine. She moaned into his kiss, arching her back slightly, wanting more. As if sensing her desire, he deepened the kiss, his tongue dancing with hers, exploring every inch of her mouth. She could feel the hardness of his arousal pressed against her stomach, and she ached to feel it inside her.

When at last he pulled back, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his eyes locked on hers, searching for some sign of how she felt. She looked up at him, her own chest heaving, her lips swollen from his kiss. "Dio… I've always been yours," she whispered, her voice shaking with emotion. "You know that." His possessive nature had always been a part of him, but it was also what made her feel so safe and loved. And now, as they stood there together in the dimming light, she knew that nothing would ever change that.

Their lips met again, hungrily seeking one another in a fierce, passionate kiss. His tongue danced with hers, exploring every corner of her mouth, as his hands slid down to cup her bottom, lifting her up against him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, their hips grinding together in perfect rhythm.

Her back arched as he walked them backwards, pressing her against the rough bark of a tree. She moaned into his kiss, feeling dizzy with desire. His free hand trailed up her spine, cupping her breast through the thin fabric of her shift, tweaking her nipple roughly. She gasped into his mouth, her body tensing in response.

His other hand fumbled with the buttons of her blouse, pushing them through their holes with urgency. Once her breasts were freed, he groaned into her neck, taking one in his mouth, sucking hard on her nipple. She cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair, her hips bucking against him in need. He released her breast only to untie the sash that held up her skirts, letting the silk fall to the ground in a pool at their feet.

With one swift movement, he pushed her skirt up, baring her to him. She was already wet, aching for him. He growled in approval, pressing his hips against her, feeling her slick heat against the hard length of his arousal. Grasping her hips, he lifted her up, guiding her down onto him in one smooth motion. She cried out, her body tensing around him as she felt him filling her.

He thrust into her, their bodies slamming together in a frenzy of need. His hands gripped her shoulders, his face contorted with passion. She wrapped her legs tight around him, meeting his thrusts with her own, their hips moving in perfect rhythm. The world around them disappeared, consumed by the fierce, primal desire that bound them together.

Their kisses grew wilder, more urgent, as their bodies moved together in a dance that felt as ancient and familiar as breathing. The air grew thick with the sounds of their moans, their gasps, their pleas for more. She could feel the muscles in his back flexing beneath her fingers as he held her up, holding her close, claiming her as his own.

As their bodies reached the peak of pleasure, she felt a sharp, intense pain shoot through her core. His hips stuttered, and then he let out a hoarse cry as he emptied himself inside her. She arched her back, her fingernails digging into his shoulders, her whole body shuddering with release.

For a moment, they were both still, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they tried to catch their bearings. Then he lowered her to the ground, his weight pressing her down into the soft moss. His lips found hers once more, this time gentle and tender. "My love," he murmured against her lips. "You are mine, and I am yours, always." And as they lay there, tangled together in the aftermath of their passion, she knew that there was nowhere else in the world she would rather be.

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[sl33paholics]

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."

[bimbosandbubbles]

For another Yandere JJBA fic

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but the vampire is actually Phantom Blood Dio Brando with his creepy little creature that run around the castle

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Genre: smut

Character: Bruno Bucciarati

Warnings: smut, NSFW,

Notes: I feel like bruno would just adore eating you out so, here you go🤭

Notes: This post is a part of my birthday special since it’s my birthday ;) I hope you enjoy <3 The other birthday special posts will be linked here once they’re all posted! Also happy halloween👻

Birthday desert - Bruno Bucciarati (NSFW)

It was bucciaratis birthday, and you wanted to surprise him with his favorite desert, your sweet vagina. As he entered the house, you called at him to join you in the bedroom to find out what his surprise is. But once he entered the bedroom, he couldn’t help but beam at the image infront of him.

Bruno Bucciarati smiled warmly at you, his lover, as you lay back on the bed, your curls spreading out beneath your head.

He moved to kneel between your spread thighs, hands resting on your hips. Trailing his fingertips lightly over the smooth skin of your inner thighs, Bucciarati slowly inched closer to his goal. He blew gently on the dampening lips, watching as they quivered and flushed under his light gust of breath. Bucciarati leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your most sensitive flesh. Your hips bucked slightly at the contact, but he held you steady. He repeated the motion, peppering kisses along your slick folds, savoring your sweet nectar.

His tongue darted out, flicking over your swollen bud, causing you to gasp.

He circled it slowly, enjoying the way you squirmed beneath him.

He took you into his mouth, sucking gently as he thrummed his tongue against you. You cried out, your fingers tangling in his hair as you pushed against his face, seeking more.

He obliged, plunging his tongue deep inside you, tasting your honeyed essence.

Bucciarati worked you over with his tongue, fucking you with it as you writhed and moaned above him. He could feel your walls clenching and unclenching, desperate for more. He added a finger, slowly pumping it in and out of your tight sheath as he continued to ravage you with his tongue. You were panting and moaning, your hips bucking wildly against his face.

He could feel you getting closer and closer to the edge. Your walls tightened around his finger, and you cried out, your juices flowing freely as you came undone. Bucciarati lapped up every last drop, savoring your sweet release.

As the waves of your climax subsided, Bucciarati pulled back, smiling warmly at you. He leaned in and gave you a tender, lingering kiss, tasting your sweetness still on his lips. He caressed your cheek softly, his fingers trailing down your throat, over your collarbones, and along your silken décolletage. He paused to flick his tongue against a sensitive spot right where your pulse was beating frantically, earning him a small whimper from you, which left him with a smirk as he layed down next to you, caressing your body.

If you’d like me to write anything specific for any jjba character/squad parts 1-7 you can always request it! (I usually don’t write smut, this was only for my birthday and I wanted to surprise you guys)

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JJBA Reader-Insert One Shot Requests

Hello everyone!!

So a while ago I posted my latest little project on my ao3 and I mentioned that I was also intending posting it on my tumblr, so here is the rather belated post about my reader insert one shot collection, oops.

So please feel free to leave me any of your requests for one shots of your fave JoJo characters here, in my ask box, or over on my ao3, I have a more extensive list of rules and details posted there, but for convenience, here's the condensed version:

All characters must be aged up

No explicit non-con, dub-con is fine

Only characters in parts 1-6 (one day I will read part 7 but that day is not today)

No character x character pairings, I am a shameless x reader writer, BUT if you want me to write your OC as the reader, that's fine so long as you give me enough information to write them accurately, keep in mind that all stories will still be written in the 2nd person POV though

Only afab readers for smut (that's what I am familiar with, so please bear with me, once I get more practice writing other kinds of readers, I'll be more open to including them, but I'm still just dipping my toes back into writing)

Even though I am posting this here, everything will always be posted to my ao3 first, I do intend to eventually post them here as well, I am just very lazy about tumblr lol

Finally, requests are first come, first serve, so I have a few requests lined up already and because I literally cannot shut up, it takes me a while to get through each one (since I usually write 5-10K words per), but I'm probably just going to leave requests open indefinitely, so feel free to make a request, I love playing with these silly characters and just generally being weird on the internet

Happy requesting and feel free to leave me as much detail as you want, I aim to please. I should also mentioned that while anticipate all or most of these requests will be NSFW because, well, that's what I write, it doesn't have to be. I also frequently write diabolical angst!

I'm sure if you're familiar with me at all, it's probably from my Dio x reader fic, Future Games (which I am still very actively working on), so you will know that I am nothing if not dedicated to writing Women in STEM (tm) and Dio as soft and mushy as you guys will let me get away with because I am very not normal about him, but I am trying to expand my horizons with some of my other faves and hopefully some of yours too, thus, this little project was born! Anyway, thanks for always letting me indulge my silly little ideas, I have many plans for 2025, some of which hopefully involve being consistent with writing!

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Call Of Duty

Lack of Thought-- König x Fem

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Get What You Ask For (part 1)-- Ghost Riley x Fem

The Truth (part 2)-- Ghost Riley x Fem

Demon Slayer

The Greater Good-- Sanemi Shinazugawa x Fem

Genshin Impact

Wrath Of The Rock-- Zhongli x Fem

JJBA

Earned It-- Part 3! Dio Brando x Fem

Shut Up and Listen-- Part 4! Jotaro Kujo x Fem

Trying Something New-- Part 1! Dio Brando x Fem

Under Her Influence-- Part 2! Joseph Joestar x Fem

JJK

OFC I Don't Mind-- Toji Fushiguro x Fem

Music To My Ears-- Gojo Satoru x GN

Is It A Crime?-- Nanami Kento x Fem

Professional Tease-- Gojo Satoru x GN

Shameless-- Ryomen Sukuna x Fem

Beast-- Ryomen Sukuna x Fem

Marvel

Not here either

One Piece

Not Behind, Just Apart (finale)-- Roronoa Zoro x Fem

Heartbeat-- Sanji Vinsmoke x Fem

Slashers

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➤ What I write!

fluff, angst, comfort. Character x reader, character x character, poly. M!Reader, GN!Reader, F!Reader. Drabble, headcanons, alphabet, fanfic.

Writing for jjk, op and jjba fandom!

➤ Who I write for!

Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Nobara Kugisaki, Maki Zenin, Toge Inumaki, Yuta Okkotsu, Kinji Hakari, Kirara Hoshi, Noritoshi Kamo, Aoi Todo, Toji Fushiguro, Shiu Kong, Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Ieiri Shoko, Kento Nanami, Takuma Ino, Choso, Naoya Zenin, Hiromi Higuruma, Fumihiko Takaba, Charles Bernards, Junpei Yushino, Ryomen Sukuna, Uraume, Mahito [platonically] -JJK Monkey D. Luffy [platonically], Koby, Shanks, Roronoa Zoro, Sanji, Nami, Usopp, Buggy, Mihawk, Smoker, Portgas D. Ace, Sir Crocodile, Gild Tesoro, Eustass Kid, Killer, Trafalgar D. Water Law, Charlotte Katakuri, King, Donquixote Rosinante, Izo, Perona, Donquixote Doflamingo, Figarland Shamrock, Heat, Wire, Kuzan, Borsalino, Sakazuki, Loki - OP [To be updated!] From part 1 to part 6 - JJBA [To be updated!]

Any other character not written in this list will not be accepted!

➤ What I DON'T write!

P*do, inc*st, zooph*lia, r*pe. Anything with v*mit, sc*t, p*ss. Smut.

➤ DNI!

racists, pedophiles, homophobes, sexists, proshippers.

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JJBA

Part1: Phantom Blood

Jojo kink hc smut + fluff

Virgin Jonathan joestar x f!reader smut

Part2: Battle Tendency

Caesar zeppeli x f!reader mommy kink smut

Joseph x f!reader tickling spicy

Jojo kink hc smut

Part3: Stardust Crusaders

Polnareff x f!reader stripping smut

Voyurism and exhibitionism DIO x f!reader smut

Part4: Diamond Is Unbreakable

4taro gagging f!reader smut

Tonio x f!reader fluff

Kira x f!reader breeding smut

Jojo kink hc smut

4taro x f!reader smut

4taro x f!reader sexting smut

Part5: Golden Wind

La squadra x f!reader smut

Ghiaccio x f!reader rough sex smut

Melone x f!reader smut

La squadra kink hc smut

Formaggio x f!reader stuck in a wall smut

DP(1 hole) Melone x f!reader x prosciutto smut

Bruno x f!reader pegging smut

Melone foot fetish x f!reader smut

Prosciutto x f!reader sensory deprivation smut

Formaggio x f!reader role reverse smut

Somnophillia mista x f!reader smut

DP(2 holes) Abbachio x f!reader x Bruno smut

Abbacchio x f!reader Size difference + loss of virginity smut

Ghiaccio x f!reader virginity loss smut

La squadra x f!reader smut

Mista x Abbachio x Bruno x f!reader smut

Part6: Stone Ocean

Anasui x f!reader roleplay spicy

Jojo kink hc smut

Part 7:Steel Ball Run

Funny valentine x reader x scarlet valentine smut

Gyro zeppeli x m!reader smut

Sbr bj headcanons smut

Funny Valentine x f!reader smut

Johnny Joestar x f!reader fluff

Johnny Joestar x f!reader x Funny Valentine smut

Johnny joestar x f!reader angst

Sbr dick hc + how they Fuck smut

Funny Valentine headcanons fluff

Gyro zeppeli x reader x johnny joestar smut

Funny valentine x f!reader smut

Funny Valentine nsfw alphabet smut

Gyro zeppeli nsfw alphabet smut

Johnny joestar x f!reader lactation kink smut

Dacryphillia (tears or sobbing)+ semi sadomasochism: Funny Valentine smut

Semi public handjob JohnnyJoestar x f!reader smut

Jojo kink hc smut

Funny valentine kink hc+ what he likes in a girl smut

Sbr (minus gyro) random hc fluff + smut

Tf2

Check up: Medic x f!reader smut

Dear doctor: medic x f!reader pantie play smut

Get free: medic x f!reader x enemy spy smut

Lerne deutsch: medic x f!reader smut

Medic x f!reader: NSFW alphabet smut

First time: medic x f!virgin!reader smut

Caught redhanded: sniper x f!reader smut

Heavy x f!reader: stomach buldge imagine smut

Hysteria: medic x f!reader smut

Beg for your life: red team x blu!f!reader smut

Priest Medic x f!reader smut

Sniper x f!reader: pantie kink smut

Spy/Sniper/Scout/Engi playlists fluff

Scout x virgin!fem!reader x sniper smut

Sniper x f!reader: that’s how we do it in a bush smut

Spy, Scout, Sniper, Medic getting high spicy

Sniper x f!reader: Valentine’s Day Tehe smut

Cold night: Sniper x f!reader: smut smut

SniperxF!reader: teaching how to shoot a gun spicy

Easy killin’: Red sniper x f!Blu reader smut

Teasingly: Sniper x f!reader x Spy smut

Tight space: Sniper x f!reader smut

Mine, all mine: Yan!Sniper x f!reader smut

Support class: how they fuck, kink and dick hc smut

Defense class: how they fuck, kink and dick hc smut

Bottoms up: Engie x f!reader smut

[monster-mash-m]

Imagine convincing Jonathan Joestar to let him let you suck him off. He wasn’t much of a receiver because he thinks a gentleman would only give in the bedroom.

So when you start deepthroating that behemoth of a man, he starts squirming in your hands. Immediately melting and moaning like a whore. He doesn’t know how to handle being the receiver.

Just wanna make him crumble in my hands.

Idk something about domming a person bigger than me does something, it lets my inner beast out.

[gingernut1314]

hey there!!! You can call me 🏹anon! I was wondering if i could request a diego x fem reader about diego showing his soft side to reader and they end up cuddling? Thank you, i love your writing!

Hello, thank you for sending in this request but, seeing as my requests are closed and I haven't made it to Jjba part 7 yet, I don't feel I am the best person to answer this. Though your request is very cute!!!

With a quick search, I found some Jjba fic writers that may or may not be up to the task of fulfilling your request.

But please READ THEIR RULES and DOUBLE CHECK if their requests are OPEN!!

I love to take requests but when my request are closed it's because 1) I have many fics in my inbox I still need to write, 2) I am not taking new requests, and 3) I am probably not in the best place writing wise and writing for others is just not in the cards at that time.

And even if my requests were open, in my rules I state the few characters i am currently willing to write for and unfortunately Diego isn't one (in the future, I'm sure I will, but not at the moment)

I will put the blogs I found here for you to look through, but each one of them has a list of rules for requests that I beg you and everyone who requests fics to read over BEFORE requesting something!

Blogs I've found with open requests for Jjba: @1ovede1uxe , @adeadcreator, and @princelylove

again please look at their rules before requesting! Some might not do fluffy, some might not do smut, some might not do the character or fandom you want! It's just a quick read through of their masterpost !!

Good luck and I hope you have a good day/night!

[agsbf]

Atualizações sobre "No more deaths" + recomendações de fanfics

Opa? Tudo bem? Diferente do habitual esse post não vai ser um oneshot de algum personagem de Jojo x leitora, apenas uma conversa de fanfiqueira para fanfiqueira referente a um projeto meu e recomendações de escritoras/escritores que não poderia me considerar uma boa amiga de vocês se eu não recomendasse, porém vamos por partes:

1- No More Deaths:

Para contextualizar, "No more deaths" seria um remake da minha fanfic do Wattpad, onde SN é migrada para o universo da parte 3 de JoJo e devido aos seus arrependimentos na vida passada passa a ter como objetivo evitar mortes, porém com aquele plus maravilhoso de romance.

A história seria publicada no Wattpad, Quotev, Spritfanfiction e em uma nova categoria de fanfics longas na minha masterlist do Tumblr, já que se eu utilizasse o espaço normal ela ocuparia grande parte.

Dúvidas Gerais *eu acho*

"Ela atrasaria o envio dos oneshots?"

Acredito que não, normalmente meus oneshots são escritos com base de uma ideia e um pique de energia aleatório, "No More Deaths" a partir do momento em que o roteiro estiver completamente pronto, será apenas uma questão de escrever capítulos já planejados. Pessoalmente vejo os oneshots como uma "fuga" para quando estiver sem inspiração ou querer um descanso dessa escrita mais "organizada".

"Quando o primeiro capitulo será lançado?"

Ainda estou no roteiro, mas acredito que 1-3 meses pareça uma aposta justa, pois além de concluir o planejamento pretendo deixar capítulos prontos para evitar hiatos e manter a frequência.

"Já que entramos no assunto frequência..."

Pretendo postar de 2-4 capítulos mensais, porém ainda é incerto afirmar.

"Algum antagonista vai ser opção amorosa?"

Na história principal não, mas se tiverem alguma ideia posso escrever oneshots a parte como um pequeno conteúdo adicional/AU, exceto para Dio, J. Geil e Gray Fly. Inclusive. Joseph por razões óbvias também não será uma opção.

"Projetos futuros de JJBA?"

Bom... escrever o roteiro dessa fic está me fazendo gostar muito do conceito de uma SN "isakeizada", então se for bem aceita tenham a certeza que irei fazer continuações com as partes 4-7, talvez até para a 8 e 9 (ainda não li para poder afirmar) e uma história solo para a 2.

2- Escritas tão boas que me dão um quentinho no coração.

Agora que terminei de fazer propaganda da minha fanfic, vamos ao que realmente interessa:

CLUBE DE LEITURA DAS FANFIQUEIRAS!!!

Infelizmente todas são gringas, mas tenho o costume de ler com o Google Tradutor e são raros os casos em que alguma coisa fica incompreensivel.

ZENOSYNE: MirroredMovements

Varios! JJBA X Leitora

Capítulos: 95+

Status: Em andamento

Essa história é simplesmente minha religião e maior inspiração para tirar "No more Deaths" da sargenta, de forma resumida, aborda uma SN que renasce a cada parte de JoJo. Honestamente, você TEM que dar uma chance, a autora sabe quando ser direta e quando não, além de abordar os personagens muito bem, em nenhum momento dá aquela impressão de "Isso não parece algo que fulano faria", metodologia "Mostre, não conte" na prática e muito bem planejada.

Se fosse um restaurante, teria todas as 3 estrelas Michelin.

*Um bom adicional é a parte 1 e 2 já estarem completas.*

SAVIOR: Mirroredmovements

Bucci Gang X Leitora

Capítulos: 101

Status: Finalizada

Tudo bem, pode parecer que sou puxa saco da Mirrored, mas coisa boa tem que ser compartilhada. Tão bem feita quanto a anterior e ainda com o plus de estar completa, Savior é uma história onde a SN se une ao grupo de Bruno devido a relação de lealdade da família dela com o La Passione. Se a parte 5 te deu depressão, leia essa história e vamos viver no mundo perfeito em que ela é canon.

Masterlist: Tangytiramisu

Uma escritora de headcanons de JoJo que possui fluff, smut e crack fic, histórias para todos os tipos de gosto e piadas que conseguiram me tirar uma risada genuína. Por enquanto só há coisas dos Stardust Crusaders, mas dada a mastelist acredito que é questão de tempo.

Masterlist: Matcha-Narancia

Minha obsessão dos headcanons. Personagens cativantes, ideias criativas, ninguém fora do personagem e uma autora que sabe qual tom usar em cada contexto, se existem 7 maravilhas no mundo, esse é o coliseu das fanfics

Junosartsthetic:

Infelizmente não achei uma masterlist, mas o trabalho dele é muito bom para não ser mencionado, tanto os headcannons quanto as fanfics possuem uma escrita excelente, se garantindo tanto em momentos mais cômicos quanto nos mais sérios, um dos top melhores nos jjba x reader.