#dio x self-insert

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Celestial Dip - Chapter I

Diabeth (Dio / Self-Insert) ✧ 1.9k ✧ SFW

Syn: A Siren must turn to a pirate captain for help when she gets wounded and washes up on a shore.

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Dark waves lapped the rocks and the moon hung high in the sky. It was almost summer, and the night was cool and short as Elizabeth perched on the edge of a small stone island and gazed up at specks of cosmic glitter. The tips of her fan-like tail dipped into the water and danced with the movement. This night was perfect and welcoming. No man or beast would fear the vast blue for now. She could feel it in the waves, in the dark of the dimly moonlit night there were visitors, many of them, in a huge hulking vessel splitting seafoam and waves. A ship. Perhaps navy or pirates. Elizabeth often preferred the former, as their blood didn’t offend her palate as much as an oft-drunken corsair. As the ship breached the horizon she exhaled pitifully. She wouldn’t be so lucky tonight, it seems. 

Pushing forward in the distance was a beautiful wooden vessel, flag flying high and proud with bright lanterns placed around the ship in a flaming game of connect-the-dots. It was an undeniably gorgeous sight. Probably stolen, no doubt. Even from this distance she could tell that they were either lucky pirates, or among the richest of them. Perhaps they would be the nicest pirate feast she’d ever encountered. She thanked the gods above she didn’t need to share.

Elizabeth dipped below the waves for a second to soak her drying skin before returning to her spot on the rocks. She watched the boat creep closer and closer before summoning the eerie lament in the back of her throat. It filled the night air with ease and creatures below the waterline sank deeper beneath the waters surface as it disturbed the once peaceful waves. Come to me, across the sweet blue, come.

From the slowly closing distance, she could see a few figures on the ship lean over the edge and search the dark water for the source of music. Her canines poked her bottom lip as she smiled. Poor fools. Sometimes they dove in from such a distance to reach her, sometimes they sailed closer. These men, despite their searching, seemed to choose the latter with a hurried change of course that had their captain burst onto the deck and begin yelling confused reprimands at his crew. 

She broke her singing with a musical laugh as a couple of his men hit the waves despite his berating. The blond gripped the side of his ship and looked over the water, his cognac glare meeting her shimmering gaze before she pulled the men closer and ran the tip of her tongue along a fang. Her nails pricked their skin through their shirts and she dragged them below the surface before the captain could finish ordering her capture. She slipped out of his grasp, just like that, drowning two of his men and laughing in his face. 

Under the waves, far below the glistening surface, Elizabeth inspected the now breathless men. Their clothes were higher quality - on par with some of the sailors she’d captured in the past - and one of them wore fine jewellery, most of which wasn’t scuffed or marred. She’d been right. They must be among some of the richest pirates she’d ever encountered. A wider smile grew on her face - they didn’t smell like alcohol. Tonight’s feast would be delightful.

Dipping down further, she plunged her teeth into the neck of one of the poor men and blood burst into her mouth, dyeing the water around her a morbid pink. Her prediction was right; no alcohol. Just metallic sweetness coating her tongue. She hummed against the punctured flesh with unbridled joy.

Once she had finished, she held his body out and began carefully removing the jewellery from his arms and ears and slipping them on herself. They floated gently in the water and glistened where the moonlight could reach and she smiled proudly. This was only one of the men after all. She glanced at her second catch of the night before tossing her previous victim away like an old toy, leaving him for the calm waters.

Turning her attention to the second man, she grabbed his arm and pulled his throat to her mouth, plunging her teeth in once more. Her eyes fluttered shut, she could savour this feast longer, her heart thudding viciously in her chest with all her excitement. This was divine. Her nails pierced his neck and arm as she held him in place, devouring all she could. When Elizabeth finally pulled her head back from his flesh she almost felt lightheaded, head swirling with joy. This was addictive. She knew she could live without it but the chase reaped such delightful rewards, she couldn’t deny herself such bliss. Leaning over, she flashed her teeth again only for them to suddenly clamp themselves together. Pain bloomed in her abdomen and her eyes snapped downwards as bright red danced in the water around her. Clasping a hand to the wound, she hurriedly looked for the cause before her gaze fell on a blade rising to the surface of the water and then to the man’s waist. His dagger had come free of its scabbard and sliced her when she went for seconds.  Furious, she pushed his body away from her and plunged the blade into his chest with a frustrated yell. 

She was still bleeding and her hand was doing nothing - she needed to get home or somewhere. If she got to land she could pass herself off as a human victim and get help that way, she knew there were beaches close by, she’d explored these waters over and over. Turning in the water, throat tight and head spinning, she pushed forwards through the blue until her arms ached, ignoring the needle-prick pains spreading across her gut. 

It was day when Elizabeth awoke, the smell of salt in her hair and the grit of sand pressed against her skin breaking through her drowsiness and nausea. Red stained the ground beneath her still, though it had begun to dry when the tide receded and she didn’t have the strength to push herself up. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the sun, blurriness swapped for clear shapes as she started to pick up familiar noises: idle chatter, seagulls, steps on wood. She’d washed up somewhere lively, at least, but nobody seemed to have even noticed her yet. 

Trembling, she tried to push herself along the sand, newfound legs numb and uncooperative. She cursed, tears welling in her eyes as she gripped fistfulls of sand. God she was naked, the light breeze and sand coating her skin finally registered and along with it came the awareness of her own nudity. She was exposed and fragile and starting to feel a flush rise to her cheeks. Hanging her weak head, she sunk into the sand again and closed her eyes, trying to gain some strength to push forward despite it all.

Then, she heard steps in the sand and the distinct jingle of metal against metal growing nearer and a muffled ‘I will join you in the tavern soon., don’t cause trouble’ breaking through her haze. She tilted her head, lidded eyes slowly focusing on the stranger before they flew open. Blondie. Fuck. 

The leather boots promptly stopped in front of her and their owner crouched in front of her, a smug grin on his face, “Fought back when the music stopped, hm?” he cooed, pulling her head back with a hand grasping her hair. 

Elizabeth scowled, smacking at his arm weakly, before her expression turned to a grimace, “If… If it’s any consolation, their knife did this to… to me,” she mumbled, removing his hand from her. 

His smile grew, somehow, “Oh?” he laughed, tilting his head after a moment, “At least you get to die somewhere pretty.”

A gasp rose in her throat and she grabbed his arm again, “Please, I’m… I’m sorry I took them but I-” her free hand gripped her abdomen again and she curled her legs up to her torso, the pain setting in as she finally fully awoke. 

“Don’t try to make me pity you, you killed my men.”

She pressed the ball of her hand to her eye and trembled, “I would ra- rather be in your debt if you helped me than die… die here like this, without dignity.”

The blond’s nose twitched in some essence of distaste and he stood, “Begging to a scoundrel isn’t helping your latter case.”

“Please,” she pleaded, raising her head, moving her hand to grip his trouser leg, which he hurriedly yanked away.

“God, get off me- fine, you’ll embarrass me too if you keep this up,” he snapped, shrugging his jacket off of his shoulders and all but dropping it on her, “Do not protest, I’m not carrying a naked, half-dead woman around.”

“Ah, but a clothed half-dead woman is… acceptable?”

“I am truly glad we’re on the same page,” he muttered quietly, scooping her over his shoulder with a deep sigh, “Your repayment better be worth it, woman.”

He adjusted his jacket over her before beginning to carry her onto the ship, expertly pulling himself aboard with his one free hand. 

The deck was empty, his crew likely decompressing in the tavern over steins and riveting conversation. Out of all the ships Elizabeth had had the misfortune of seeing, this was by far the cleanest - even with small puddles and bundles of rope strewn about. He didn’t give her much of an opportunity to take it in, though, carrying her into his quarters begrudgingly and all but dropping her on the bed.

She yelped, glaring up at him and wincing as she pulled his jacket around her again. It practically swallowed her whole, she realised. 

“If I'm going to be sitting in your bed, do I at least get your name? You’re not being much of a gentleman.”

“And you’re not being a lady,” he scoffed, opening a chest in one corner of the room and pulling some alcohol and fabric from within, “It’s Dio.”

“Dio…” she echoed, thinking deeply about it as he sat on the end of the bed and narrowed his eyes.

“This is the part where you tell me yours. Lay back,” he ordered.

Elizabeth blinked, cheeks burning as she slowly did as she was told, “Elizabeth,” she said sheepishly.

“I do not care that you’re naked, stop being so flustered, Elizabeth.”

She pressed her lips together and averted her gaze, jumping where she sat when the alcohol soaked into her wound and sent a sting through her body. Gritting her teeth she looked to the ceiling, eyes watering - in all her years hunting she’d never been hurt like this, never mind treated for it.

Dio shot her a look, brows knitting together, “Stop moving,” he snapped, holding a hand under her waist to help raise her hips as he wrapped gauze snugly around her. 

Once he was done, he returned the aid supplies to the chest and without sparing her a glance, declared he would be in the tavern with his crew before promptly exiting his quarters. She didn’t hear the lock click.

Had she doomed herself here, laying in the blond captain’s bed, bandaged and still disoriented? She slid down the bed and draped the jacket over her fully to act as bedsheets - she refused to get under his - and tried to let sleep take her peacefully this time.

[soul-shenanigans]

Why tf am i always finding the creepy characters cute ?

SHEET

Why am i built like this

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me and my husbands are judging you-

[uniqorn-love]

"True happiness lies there... If one is able to go to 'Heaven'..."

Shitposting ig... 🤷‍♀️

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Dio likes to make fun of his right hand man and his boycreature partner-

[chronicallyonline101]

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✯ My current hyperfixation is JJBA!

✯ I'm kind of a mixed bag, my favourite part is P6 nd I'm a Jolyne fangirl 4 life, but my favourite characters right now are the entirety of La Squadra!

✯ I'll write for most JoJo's characters, but ESPECIALLY Dio, Jonathan, Jolyne, Ermes, F.F., Weather Report, Rohan, Kira/Kosaku, Bruno, Abbacchio and La Squadra!

thank you for reading. here, have this picture of Risotto sleeping peacefully.

[emproleon]

arrested for robbery, fraud, and a cool secret third thing!

[renata-dp]

He sure is helping me getting trough my finals and keeping it up

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I blame the extra to random images I had been sent and random fanarts I came across that gave me the idea lol

[no1sycaterpillar]

Cringetober drawings I made for Day 2 and Day 4, currently working on day 5 and planning on doing day 3 when life gives me the extra time

This was harder than I thought *sweat*

[amekikai]

My JJBA Self Insert: Ame!

(Sorry for my bad art. Info under cut.)

Stand Information:

Currently, I don't have a name for his Stand but I'd love suggestions in asks so please send them in!

His Stand can see into the future and into the past of different timelines, but it can't tell him specifically when or where the event happens.

It is 100% accurate, but sometimes the dreams/premonitions can be hard for him to remember all the details as some are lost when he wakes up. He also doesn't know when the event will take place.

It's not really got a physical form.

General information:

Almost all of this is true for me as Ame is my self insert.

His pronouns are he/it/they and he is ftm

It is 5"7

He is 21

Ame is a vampire/zombie because he was so loyal and devoted to DIO that he wanted to keep them around.

Ame's two goals are to serve DIO, being his most loyal follower, and also to help DIO achieve "Heaven".

He knows about the Heaven plan because DIO told them about it since DIO knows Ame can tell him what to do in the future.

In the AU in which Ame is in, the Joestars all die because Ame is able to tell DIO how to kill them before they make it to Cairo.

It knows Pucci aswell.

They are very shy around other people, including DIO.

He's gay and is madly in love with DIO because I am, lol.

I appreciate you for reading this, I know nobody probably cares about my self insert but whatever. If you do write fanfic or do art or whatever else of him PLEASE tag me! I will literally be so grateful but nobody will probably lmao!

I am very proud of that drawing btw.

I am not so proud of this one lol but its still cute.

[phvntom-limbs]

Diabeth Writing Drabble

Dio / Self Insert ♱ 529 words ♱ SFW - Fluff?

Sometimes I doubted my understanding of Gravity. Sometimes in the past, I have felt as though it’s ridiculous; somewhat insulting on the occasions in which the force has brought someone lacklustre towards me. Despite that, I remained firm in my beliefs. For a while I couldn’t place it, I just couldn’t pinpoint what was holding the belief within a vice somewhere in my chest. It was frustrating, this thought I couldn’t shake. I wanted to know why I felt so certain. Most times the ‘why’ doesn’t matter. Most times nothing shakes me.

It came after a woman found herself on my doorstep one particularly cold night. It had been raining horribly, on-and-off for hours and the downpour left condensation on the windows in its wake before washing it all away. Thunder had shook the clouds briefly but it quickly passed. Then she, cradling herself in her coat, knocking on the door. At the time, I had felt compelled to invite her in from the cold and did so without much thought. When the realisation finally hit me, she was already curled up in front of the fireplace. I didn’t see any reason to move her, then. She had slept for hours - I’d begun to worry I’d started harbouring a corpse in my lounge. 

When she finally awoke, she thanked me profusely. Her eyes had darted around the room so fast I could hardly catch them with my own. I wanted to take her face in my hands so I could hold her gaze. I wanted to. I did.

It was then that everything suddenly became heavenly. In those eyes I found my answer, my sanctity, my vice and virtue, my Gravity. I understood what had brought her to my door, it was no storm, it was no rain and thunder but… Gravity. Inescapable, formidable Gravity. Lord, she felt it too, there was heaven hiding between my fingertips and the skin on her cheeks. Prayers were shared between tired eyes carried on dark lashes, pushed by soft breaths sent from parted lips. It was divine and inseparable. 

In the following months there was an invisible string tying us to one another, an unbreakable thread of spider silk glittering between us. I was always going to find her, as I had found her before. Across sand and stone and bloody battlefields, I would find those eyes like pearlescent gates beneath ivy and amidst fog. The love shared between us bound us in deathless death, for nothing tied to the stars tightly as this could die. In the dull mornings she fell from my lips like petals into the daylight where I could not tread. In the dark nights, I would fall from hers much the same, dancing to her hips before pacing the stone floor. The evenings were ours under that inconstant moon, pale light glistening off of porcelain flesh that she warmed with her own. Lord, let me find her again. Let me find her where the sun won’t char my skin and the winter storms freeze her bones. Let me find her somewhere where I am perfect and unmarred, where I have more than half a self to surrender.

[soul-shenanigans]

Uh, Hello ���, I was wondering if i can make a request?

What would happen if dio, horror, Bob, and Michael were to break the fourth wall and somehow pop into your living quarters?

Acting yandere-ish

What would your reaction be? and what would you do?

(Sorry, I'm a sucker for yanderes •~•")

Hope this is alright.

I... would.... Die- I would simply die- on spot- I stand no chance against these boys- but... I can try to take them-

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Hey, Tippy! Ever heard of the social media platform Bluesky?

I have, but I don't have any energy to make another social media account at the moment

Especially since every time I try, I have to go through the same obstacle of saying the same thing over and over again to explain myself x_x

"Vanilla wouldn't love you, he only loves Dio blah blah blah" I've heard that way too many times, and I'm not even hurt by it anymore, just annoyed x_x

[rose-and-thorn-fanfics]

Shopping Spree With Dio (Dio Brando x Self Insert Fanfic) JJBA—but make it at a Mall in California.

“You’ve worn that outfit twice this week.” Dio pointed out as I got dressed for the day. He swirled his drink in his wine glass as he observed me from the armchair by my closet.

“I washed it in between though. Is that… not good?” I asked.

“Not good? Tsk tsk. I can’t have you looking like I don’t spoil you rotten, my sweet girl.” Dio scoffed.

“Dio, you already got me all that jewelry from the museum. Most of it wasn’t even from the gift shop. I doubt people think I’m deprived living with a stingy boyfriend.”

“Josephine de Beauharnais had immaculate taste in white sapphire and ruby jewelry. I think you’ll find those pieces will suit you well.” Dio smirked.

“Shameless.” I said playfully. “I do admit I like her tiara.”

“That’s my girl.” He replied, getting up and standing behind me with his hands on my shoulders.

“It’s a shame I have nothing to go with it for the party tomorrow night.” I sighed, leaning back into Dio a bit so I could feel the comfort of his body pressed up against mine.

“That’s it. We are going out. Where is the nearest clothing boutique?” Dio demanded.

I laughed. “The mall? It’s ten minutes away.” Dio was already dragging me out the door and pushing me firmly into the passenger seat of his sports car. I braced myself, knowing full well Dio Brando only drove one way: fast. It wasn’t road rage. My man just had no patience for red lights.

He blasted Children of the Grave by Black Sabbath through the car speakers as we drove through several red lights and a grassy park. I shouted directions at him, only somewhat calm because… well… if we crashed I had a feeling he’d find a way to revive me.

We arrived in half the drive time in front of the mall. He even slowed the car enough to make parking on the sidewalk less abrupt. I sighed, disoriented.

“I’m a bit dizzy, Dio-sama.” I said, clutching my head.

He nodded sympathetically, getting out of the car and unbuckling me. He scooped me up and carried me through the entrance to the Mall. I leaned my head against his shoulder, enjoying how easily he lifted me. I wasn’t used to getting this treatment without complaints from my date as a plus-sized girl, but Dio wasn’t exactly your average boyfriend. I could feel his biceps taught with strength.

If Dio noticed the strange looks we were getting, he didn’t show it. I mean, towering god-like radiant vampire in gold and leather takes normal looking human girl shopping. I blushed with a sense of pride, feeling like the luckiest girl in the world to have a boyfriend so shamelessly into me.

He stopped in front of Forever 21, setting me back on my feet now that I felt better. “Let’s try this shop first.”

“Ok!” I replied, eyeing a pretty burgundy dress i saw on one of the racks as we entered.

I sorted through the sizes, finding their largest size. I held it up to my body. But I couldn’t be sure it would fit me right without trying it on. Dio watched me intently, occasionally commenting on which color crop top he thought would look best with my eyes.

I loved his input. Dio was never wrong when it came to fashion advice. And he also liked that I had my personal preferences.

I went into the dressing room to try on the clothes we had selected. It was only a matter of minutes before I heard Dio’s voice outside the door.

“Mind if I join?” He asked, the smooth timbre of his voice instantly identifiable to me. I sighed, not bothering to ask how he got past the employees. Opening the dressing room door, he stepped inside. After trying on several dresses I soon realized that their largest size didn’t fit me. I frowned, frustrated and on the verge of tears as I tried to zip up the leopard print dress I had selected. It was the final piece of clothing I had left to try. Tears streamed down my round cheeks as I gave up on zipping up the dress.

Dio noticed immediately and pinned me up against the dressing room wall. His gaze was intense and he was inches from my face. “They don’t have your size?” He asked.

I nodded, turning red with embarrassment.

“What a shame.”

“I guess I just wish it was easier to find clothes…. Am I really that overweight?”

Dio’s eyes blazed amber red, narrowing as he realized what I was saying. “You’re goddess shaped. Stop crying and start making out with me.” He commanded.

My eyes widened, initially shocked by hearing him say such a high compliment. Then, remembering his demands, i closed me eyes, savoring the feeling of his sinfully delicious lips kissing my neck. I tore at his shirt and he ripped off the dress that was too small for me with ease. Making out this time felt more real, my doubts about my own body’s worthiness fading away as Dio caressed it, grinding up against me with ravenous sexuality.

“Ohhhhh god… yes!” I cried, as he knelt, licking my nipples and digging his long nails into my thighs. Dio paused, grinning at my obvious excitement.

Only then did I realize there was rapid knocking on the door of the dressing room. “What’s going on in there?!” An employees voice said sternly.

Dio looked annoyed, and glanced at me with a silent question of whether or not he should dispose of this nuisance. I shook my head vigorously. He sighed, looking mildly disappointed that he couldn’t crush their skull with his hands.

“This is a clothing shop, not a place for prostitution.” The employee continued.

I frowned, grabbing my clothes I had arrived in and getting dressed reluctantly. Once I was fully dressed, Dio opened the door, coming face to face with a very cross man.

“Are you calling my woman a whore?” He said, arching an eyebrow.

Upon seeing Lord Dio, the man backed away nervously. “I uhhh. I wasn’t really— I didn’t mean.”

Dio shot me another glance before I gave him the “go-ahead” shrug.

One swift kick in the groin and the employee went down, doubling over and coughing up blood. Dio picked me up bridal style again, stepping over the wheezing man, and carrying me out into the main rooms in Forever 21.

Lord Dio marched up to the checkout and placed me on the counter in front of the cashier woman. “Provide suitable clothes that fit this girl or meet an unpleasant end!” He demanded.

The woman looked at me, then at Dio, then back at me. “Let me go talk to my manager… uhhh… just wait here.” She said, frowning.

After ten minutes of waiting, I could tell Dio was growing impatient. I distracted him for another ten minutes (yes, my tits were involved). But when the clock hit the 1:00pm. mark, Dio Brando had waited long enough, and saw through to his promise. Hell hath no fury like my boyfriend.

If we got weird looks going into Forever 21, leaving it in shambles full of zombies got us a different kind of reaction. I didn’t mind. I may not have gotten the dress I wanted in my size, but I had lost a part of me that was always questioning whether Dio saw me as unworthy because of my plump features. He saw me as beautiful, and worthy, in ways I had never seen myself. That’s when I knew I’d never leave his side.

Thanks for reading! Reblog if you enjoyed this very self indulgent fic!

Tagging: @chaos-4baby for encouraging me!

[maladaptive-day-dreams]

Wet Dream

Eddie x fem!reader, smut 18+, 2.8k words Inspired by these lyrics from Wet Dream by Wet Leg: What makes you think you're good enough / To think about me when you're touching yourself?

CW: mutual masturbation, sub!Eddie and then not so subby Eddie(so technically switch!eddie?), praise, enemies to lovers vibes, hate sex (unprotected p in v, wrap it up kiddos)

here ya go ya filthy animals (me included bc I wrote this and am feelin a lil depraved rn)

Eddie Tags: @eddiemunsonfuxks

You and Eddie Munson have had a rivalry since he started at Hawkins Elementary in 5th grade. Neither of you are sure how it started or why but both of you were always so annoyed with each other whenever you were in the same room with each other—so much so that the Principle was on a first name basis with your parents and Eddie’s Uncle Wayne, and they were on a first name basis with each other.

You won’t deny that Eddie is hot. You even agree to it when your girlfriends all fawn over him and his hair and his voice and his waist and his hands, god his hands. But you only ever admitted to you slight attraction to Eddie in the secrecy of girl’s night—and all your gal pals know not to say a word about it to anyone.

And then, Eddie started dealing drugs once you both started High School and Reefer Rick stopped selling to you and other high schoolers since he had an inside guy now. Taking away your go to dealer gave you a new reason to dislike Eddie. Now your attraction was annoyance and while picturing his lithe body and rough hands had definitely become a part of your ‘self care’ routine, just the thought of him soured your mood.

Your friend Paul was happy to be your little deal mule once you offered to throw in an extra $20 for his ‘services’ though. But then Paul got a lil greedy and only gave you half of your order the last two times you asked him to get you weed from Eddie. You obviously gave him a lil knockabout that might’ve resulted in a black eye and a busted lip, and you having to get your weed yourself now.

So that’s why you’re here. Pounding on Eddie’s trailer door at 11pm on a Friday night after you worked up the guts to get your own weed since you smoked your last mini joint—your attempt at making your last ounce last—yesterday night. But Eddie won’t open the fucking door.

“Eddie!” you berate through the door as you knock again.

No answer.

“Stupid, fucking asshole, he probably won’t open the door because it’s me. What a dick,” you mutter under your breath. “Paul mentioned a key somewhere on the porch for in case Eddie was asleep or in the bathroom or something when he came by. But where the fuck did he say it was?”

You lift up the doormat, nothing. Check in the mailbox by the door, nothing. Raise up one plant, nothing, next plant, nothing. The only thing left is a giant stone that looks way too heavy, but as you go to lift it it comes right up.

“Styrofoam with a wood insert for weight. Clever,” you laugh as you remove the key from its spot under the fake rock.

You knock three times again before giving a warning, “Eddie I’m coming in! You’ve got 20 seconds to put away any porn magazines!”

Putting the key in the handle, you turn it until theres a click and open the door. Stepping inside, you notice that it’s surprisingly clean compared to what you thought Eddie’s place would be like. You walk further inside and drop the key on the table by the door. Shoving your hands in your jean jacket pockets you call out again.

“Eddie? I know you’re here, your van is parked outside.”

You don’t get a response but you do hear noises coming from a room down the hall. Curious, you move towards it. The giant DIO poster on the door obviously means it’s Eddie’s room, but you could also tell because the door was cracked just enough for you to see Eddie face twisted up in concentration, forehead a little slick with sweat.

Realizing what he’s probably doing, you turn around quickly and start to step away and towards the front door but you stop dead in your tracks because Eddie just moaned your name.

“Y/N, fuck me, yes.” His voice was rougher than usual, laced with lust. You squeeze your thighs together, because even though you despise him that was fucking hot as hell to hear. But then you remember that you despise him and instead of walk away you swing open his door and ask a very hard and very surprised Eddie a question.

“What makes you think you’re good enough to think about me when you’re touching yourself?”

Eddie’s eyes are wide as he removes his hands from his hard dick and quickly tries to cover himself with a blanket.

“Fuck! Y/N what the fuck are you doing here?” He asks frantically.

“I came to get weed because I ran out and can’t trust Paul to give me what I pay for anymore.”

“You could’ve fucking knocked!” he yells in annoyance.

“I did! A lot! For like 10 minutes straight! It’s not my fault you were horny and too busy thinking about me to stop touching your cock and come sell me an ounce of weed!” Your chest rises up and down quickly after your outburst. “And again, Eddie. What makes you think you’re good enough to think about me when you’re touching yourself, huh?”

Eddie shrinks beneath your domineering gaze, trying to curl away from you. “I–“

“Ah ah ah,” you tsk, shifting closer to the edge of his bed. “Look at me, and answer my question.”

Eddie’s eyes meet yours and you can tell he’s a little subby baby, which brings a smile to your face.

“I–I’m sorry. I just, I won’t, I–“

“Why are you such a nervous lil boy, Eds? Do you think I’m mad at you?”

Eddie looks at you slightly confused, “you’re not mad?”

“Oh no baby, I’m not mad. I’m just surprised, and a little upset you didn’t ask for permission first.” His eyes go wide as you toe off your shoes and sit in front of him on his bed.

“‘m sorry,” he whimpers, bowing his head. “Can I?”

“Hmm, I don’t know,” you say, running a hand up his bare leg towards the blanket bundled on his lap. “Do you think you deserve to imagine me sucking you off when you rub yourself?”

His leg twitches under your soft touch and you can see his lower stomach muscles tighten at your dirty question.

“Tell me, Eddie baby, do you think of my mouth on your cock or my pussy?”

He groans and bucks his hips into the blanket slightly, muttering a silent apology.

“Answer me.”

“Both,” he gasps as your hand finds its way under the blanket, fingertips brushing his balls.

“Good boy,” you praise and Eddie whines. “I think I’ll let you finish fucking your hand.”

Eddie’s eyes go wide again, big brown eyes searching your face for a lie.

“But,” you pause. “You have to follow my directions, and look at me the whole time. Ok?”

He nods silently and eagerly.

“Words, Eddie. Gimmie your words.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Good. Now take off the blanket and let me see you.”

Eddie’s hand reaches for the blanket covering himself and removes it slowly, dick jumping as he does.

“Fuck, your cock is so pretty Eds,” you say shifting a pillow behind you so you can sit comfortably, legs criss crossed. “You wanna touch yourself?”

“Please.”

“Ok, go ahead and stroke yourself, but keep it slow. Don’t want you cumming too soon.”

He does as you say, his dominant hand coming to grip himself at the base of his dick and slowly bringing it to the tip. He repeats the motion three times, eyes locked on yours the entire time.

“Good, now squeeze at the top this time.”

He does, and lets out the deepest groan you’ve heard from him yet. It grows from the center of his chest and releases as he squeezes his sensitive tip. You shift your hips at the sound, slightly grinding yourself on his bed. His eyes flick to your center as you do so and you decide in that moment to give him some fodder for his imagination. His eyes follow your hands as you reach down to rub yourself over your jean shorts, your strokes matching Eddie’s speed.

“Slow down baby,” you say as you unbutton your shorts and pull the zipper down. He doesn’t follow your directions and instead moves a little faster, so you halt your own movements. “Hey, Eddie, eyes up here.”

His eyes flick up immediately to meet yours. “Good boy. Slow down.” He nods and does as he’s told.

“Eye’s up still okay?” you half say, half ask. Once you’re certain he won’t look away, you resume your movements, placing your feet on the bed and lifting your hips to remove your shorts and panties. Settling back into the pillows with your legs butterflied to make sure Eddie can see you, you nod at him, allowing him to watch your hands as they trail down your clothed stomach to your mound.

You lightly trail your pointer and ring fingers down your lips, and run your middle finger through your slit on the upward stroke, Eddie sighing at the sight and sound of your arousal. You tease and circle your clit a few times before giving him his next instruction.

“Play with your balls while you watch me.”

Eddie’s free hand that was previously strangling the sheets to his side reaches below his dick to play with his heavy sack. The two of you stay like this for a few minutes, watching each other intently. Eddie touching and teasing and squeezing his balls while you circle and pinch your clit, working yourself into a heady haze, the coil in your belly starting to tighten.

“Ok baby. Stroke yourself to my rhythm,” you gasp shifting your fingers from your clit to your entrance. You circle yourself once, twice, before inserting a finger.

“Fuck,” Eddie mutters at the sight of you fingering yourself. His hand resumes it’s place on his throbbing cock. You match each other’s pacing, Eddie fucking his hand as fast as you ride your own.

Both of you are panting as you watch each other, Eddie’s eyes glued to where your fingers disappear into your cunt, and yours glued to the rough fuck of Eddie’s hand on his dick. “I–fuck–I’m close baby. Are you almost there? Are you ready to let go?”

Eddie can’t talk, his hazy desire covers him in want, but his eyes meet yours, his mouth dropped open in a moan. “Let go, Eds.”

He does, covering his stomach in his release as the coil in your stomach snaps and you coat your hand with your own release. Your moans echo through the room, paired with the wet sounds of you finger fucking yourself through your orgasm, Eddie’s eyes still glued to your glistening cunt.

“Fuck,” you say, pulling your fingers from your pussy and wiping them on Eddie’s now very dirty comforter. A sigh falls from your lips as you smile at Eddie.

“I want to be in you so badly,” he admits in his post-nut haze.

“Is that so?” you tease, shifting your legs behind you and getting up on your knees. “Wanna feel my pretty pussy on your cock? Squeezing you so good?”

“I fucking hate you,” he laughs as his dick begins to harden again.

“Mmm but you were such a good boy just a few minutes ago. Doing as your told? Such an obedient baby.”

Eddie’s eyes flick to yours as you crawl closer to him on the bed.

“I wouldn’t mind riding your pretty cock,” you say.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

You hover just over his dick, hands braced on his bare chest, and you can feel the heat of it on your pussy as you slowly lower yourself onto him, running your wet cunt over him. He hisses as his tip catches your hole.

“Just fucking ride me already, Y/N. Stop fucking teasing,” he says through gritted teeth.

“What happened to my nice boy that was just begging for permission to think about me while he touched himself?”

“He came. And now he wants to fuck you.”

“Ah what a real gentleman. This is why I don’t like you,” you spit out, rubbing yourself over his cock again to rile him up.

“You don’t have to like me to ride me,” he smirks up at you.

“Yeah but I don’t know if I want to give it to you now. I kind of want to make you beg—oh fuck.”

Eddie didn’t let you finish. He grabbed your hips and slammed up into you, knocking the air from your lungs in a throaty moan.

“Not so hot when you’re not in control huh?” he teases. Smiling up at you as he fucks up into you. You move your hands from his chest to his thighs behind you, and start to bounce on his hard cock.

“Fuck Eddie, you’re so fucking big,” you gasp as his mushroom tip hits your g-spot with every bounce. Eddie’s hands grip your hips tightly, sure to leave a bruise.

“Yeah? Do I feel good?”

“Shut up.”

“Awe but I wanted another compliment,” he laughs as one hand leaves your hip to find your clit. He rubs circles around the engorged bud and lets you ride him at your own pace now.

“I still despise you Munson.”

“Feeling is still mutual, Y/L/N. We’ll just fuck and go back to hating each other. No big deal.”

Your thighs begin to burn and your movements slow. Eddie notices and lifts you up and off of his cock.

“What are you–?”

He flips you on to all fours and kneels behind you, lining himself up and entering you again, slowly this time. You squeeze around him once he’s buried to the hilt, and then he’s pounding into you at a relentless pace. His body engulfs yours as he leans over you, hand pushing your upper back into the bed as he continues to bottom out with every thrust into your wet pussy.

The sounds in the room are animalistic. The squelching from his dick moving in and out of your cunt, your moans muffled in the comforter, Eddie’s hot and heavy breath coming out in puffs on your shoulder. He leans back up, wrapping one hand in your hair to bring you up with him. Untangling his hand from your hair he wraps it around your stomach to keep your back to his chest while his other hand reaches down to give attention to your clit again.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you pant out, coil in your belly tightening again. “I’m so close.”

“Yeah,” he laughs teasingly. “I can tell, your cunt is gripping me so hard right now.”

“Shut it, Munson, and make me cum.”

“Fuck, fine, but god knows I’ll bust as soon as you do so where do you want me?”

“Inside, I’m on the pill and impatient.”

“Shit,” he mutters into your neck. Eddie puts more pressure on your clit as his thrusts become sloppier. “Cum, come on, let go.”

And you do. You both do. As soon as Eddie feels your release cover his cock, his release coats your walls. He ruts up into you a few more times before pulling out of your warm, wet cunt and leaning back on his headboard. “Never took you for a domme-type, Y/N.”

“Never took you for a hard switch. I definitely prefer you as the sweet little obedient sub from earlier though.”

“Not a word of that to anyone, okay. I’m the dom with most hookups, you just caught me in the moment.”

“You really think I’d admit to people that we fucked?” You reach for and grab your panties and shorts before sliding off the bed to slip them on. “I can’t let people know I caved,” you laugh. “So, how much for an ounce?”

Eddie laughs, “not gonna lie, I forgot that’s why you were here.”

“How much for an ounce, Munson,” you sigh slipping your shoes back on.

“Why do you want so much?”

“The fewer times I have to see you outside of school the better.”

Eddie feigns heartbreak, “ouch, Y/N, that hurts.” He pouts as he reaches into his bedside table and pulls out a bag of weed. “I’ll do it for $80. We can call it the Wet Dick Discount.”

“This is another reason why I don’t like you,” you mutter, handing him the money.

“Listen, I got off, you got off, I got money, you got your weed. I think it was a solid interaction.”

“Yeah well, don’t expect it to happen again.”

“Have $160 next time then. Or plan to see me a little more often in your free time.”

…it definitely happened again…a few times…of course the Wet Dick Discount was only ever given to you…

[diosnumber1slut]

Dom DIO X Sub Fem Y/n

CONTAINS: (ddlg, spanking, degradation, humiliation, facial, sexting, mention of 18+ media being sent, if you squint very hard slight praise, yandere themes, y/n is a brat, brat-tamer DIO, yandere DIO)

First person, italic used for thoughts & texts

{Oh btw I also did a little insignificant playlist that you can listen to when you're reading it or maybe if you want to listen to it on a daily basis then go ahead!}

“Daddy I’m back~” I said as I stepped in his luxurious penthouse.

Everything was in the colours of black and crimson with some touches of gold, the night skyline was absolutely breathtaking seen from above.

I didn’t find him anywhere so I decided to go and take a look in his office and when I opened the door I saw him sitting in his black leather chair with his back facing me “Well look who’s back~” then he said to me in a particular relaxed but still imposed tone “Sit down.” so I said as I sat down “Is there something wrong daddy?” then he replied to my question, menacingly, “So… how’s your ex doing without your presence hmm…good?” A voice inside of my head told me that he knew clearly that I had sex with my ex this evening but then that voice died out and I responded with “Y-yes he’s doing good without me…” “I stuttered fuck!” then he said “Then why were you at your ex boyfriend’s house this evening?…” then my blood froze as he turned around to face me then he stood up and there I saw his towering self, eclipsing me, “You respond to my messages and calls immediately but this evening you weren’t answering so I decided to track your location down and I saw that you were at your ex’s house…” he said teasingly as he approached me then he raised my head with his hand under my chin “You’ll be punished severely for it my naughty little slut…Now go to my room and wait for me.” he said in a menacing tone “Ok daddy…” I stood up and then I went straight to his room.

I waited for him patiently feeling a sort of suspense raising inside me. “What will he do? I wonder…~” I said between me and myself then all of a sudden the door opened “You’ve got some explaining to do…” he said in an imposing tone as he came towards me. He had only his black pants and white shirt on, his amber eyes were burning with wrath and his golden locks were flowing with each of his perfectly calculated steps then all of a sudden I was bent over his lap and then the first spanking of the night strikes my ass, I mewled out his name in pain then he spoke “What did I say about fucking other boys…” I said in a weary tone “I’m sorry daddyyy!~” he said furiously as he continued to spank me “You’ve been a very bad girl…”; after half an hour of spanking he took me off of his lap and bent me over the bed and rammed his entire length inside of my pussy and still gave me more of his generous spankings as he fucked me.

His pace was brutal and sadistic truly meant to hurt, then I saw that he took my phone from my purse and decided to take a video of myself getting fucked all the way out then he said “Say hi to your ex!” He roared angrily; I just moaned loudly begging him to have mercy on me then he chuckled darkly then I heard him say “Lay even a finger on her and I’ll kill you…Got it?” then he finished recording the video and continued to fuck me.

As he released himself inside of me he took his raging shaft out and took my phone again and took a quick pic of my wet womanhood spilling with his essence then he inserted it into my mouth, I felt myself gagging onto his enormous raging member.

I felt like if I was in a photoshoot for how many pictures he was taking of my messy self sucking on his throbbing cock “Was my little slut starving for daddy’s cock?…I mean after fucking your worthless ex you must be desperate for my precious touch~” He said tauntingly and as a response I hummed in ecstasy as his cock hit the back of my throat constantly then he chuckled menacingly looking down at my drooling mess.

He decided to start fucking my ass then he took a video of it; he gave a playful spank at my ass cheek “Ah!~” I moaned then he said “Ahh…my naughty little slut serves me so well…she’s literally made for me…~” he furiously said “Her existence is only meant for pleasuring my deepest carnal desires…” he said angrily as he finished recording.

I was going in overdrive with pleasure as his cock plowed in and out of my mouth then he decided to take some pictures of me sucking his cock dry “You look so pretty while you suck my cock~” I looked up at him “Aww such a cute little thing that you are…And to think that you are only mine~” he chuckled tauntingly “Hmmm?” he hummed and he faced at my phone and then he noticed three notifications from my ex, he immediately grabbed my phone and saw some texts coming from him that read “go fuck yourselves!”-“I hate you both!”-“I will kill you both!” then he laughed darkly at the ominous threats, he then said “Yeah keep on sucking my cock…Ngh- good girl~”. He just kept on going until he felt that he was going to come then he took his cock out of my throat and came all over my face and breast “Ooooh fuck yeah my sweet little girl…~” then he picked up my phone once again took one last picture at my messy self covered in his thick cum and sent it to him and then to my ex then he said out loud what he was texting to him “She belongs to me…touch her and I’ll make sure you’ll regret the day you’ve met her.” then he picked me up by my waistline and began kissing me roughly and passionately then he broke the kiss and said to me “Swear that you’ll never see any other guy but me…” then I said “I swear daddy~” then he said “Good…” then I said “I’m feeling sleepy daddyyyyyy…~” then we went to sleep together and before I fell asleep he patted my head and said “You’re such an obedient girl…you deserve a reward.” I then replied “Really?!” He then said “Yes…Tomorrow I’ll take you out wherever you like.” then I said “Thank you so much Daddy Dio I love you!” He then said as he gave a kiss on my forehead “I love you too my dear…” and then we both went to a peaceful slumber.

[tireddovahkiin]

Ultimate F/O list!!!

(if you see any f/o on my list that you feel uncomfortable sharing, feel free to block me! I totally understand the meaning behind it, so ur all okay <3 )

(the opposite also stands. If you see a f/o that I marked as 'uncomfortable with sharing'/if your f/o falls in my f/oe criteria, PLEASE don't interact. Thank you <3)

(Also, have in mind that my romantic F/Os are shipped with SELF INSERTS ONLY! Any other ones are OC x CANON! Every canon character has its own designated parter!!! But, Familial F/Os are a mix of S/I and OC pairing!)

(However, this selection is strictly through MY own side of the view, not through the OCs I ROMANTICALLY ship them with!!! (not all of them, tho) Ex. Irl see Calcharo as a qpr f/o, but I have an OC that I ship him with romantically!!!)

(the list is not in order!)

🖤- no sharing

💜- selective sharing

💚- okay with sharing

Main F/Os:

Romantic ↴

Hanami (Jujutsu Kaisen) - [tag: 🌹serenity upon a flower field...🌸] - 🖤

Sephiroth (Final Fantasy) - [tag: 🖤under my black wing...🪽] - 🖤

Queerplatonic/Crush ↴

Sukuna Ryomen (Jujutsu Kaisen) - 🖤

Miles Edgeworth (Ace Attorney) -💜

Calcharo (Wuthering Waves) -🖤

Enrico Pucci (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure) -🖤

Solazar (Friday Night Funkin') -🖤

Mahoraga (Jujutsu Kaisen) -🖤

Megatron (Transformers) -🖤

Gakupo Kamui (Vocaloid) -🖤

Terminator T-800 (Terminator) -💜

Dr. Veritas Ratio (Honkai Star Rail) -🖤

Shockwave (Transformers) -🖤

Shadow the Hedgehog (Sonic The Hedgehog Media) -💜

Morgo (Little Misfortune) -🖤

Nero The Sable (Final Fantasy 7) - 💜

Weiss The Immaculate (Final Fantasy 7) - 💜

Svarog (Honkai Star Rail) -🖤

Luocha (Honkai Star Rail) -💜

Wanderer (Genshin Impact) -💜

Thranduil (Lord of The Rings) -💜

Smaug (Lord of The Rings) -💜

Mystic Flour Cookie (Cookie Run Kingdom) - 🖤

Tobirama Senju (Naruto) -🖤

Kakuzu (Naruto) -💜

Kisame Hoshigaki (Naruto) -🖤

Capitano (Genshin Impact) -🖤

Zhongli (Genshin Impact) -🖤

Legolas (Lord of The Rings) -🖤

Barok Van Zieks (Ace Attorney) -🖤

The Vigilante (Pizza Tower) -💜

Arataki Itto (Genshin Impact) -🖤

Logan Howlett (MARVEL X-men movies) -💚

Gyomei Himejima (Demon Slayer) -🖤

Muzan Kibutsuji (Demon Slayer) -💜

Platonic F/Os ↴

Junior (MY Oc) -🖤

Dagon (Jujutsu Kaisen) -💚

Mahito (Jujutsu Kaisen) -💚

Jogo (Jujutsu Kaisen) -💚

Lee (Oc by @/mahitosoulmate)

Kuro (Oc by @/rabbitcyclops)

Kaze (Oc by @/flowey-apologist)

Yuuji (Jujutsu Kaisen) -💜

Alduin (Skyrim) -🖤

Odahviing (Skyrim) -🖤

Godzilla (Kaiju Monsterverse) -🖤

OMORI (Omori) -🖤

Soundwave (Transformers) -🖤

Costar (Oc by @/darknadaworld)

Mai (Oc by @/radaverse)

Deadpool (MARVEL) -💚

Zack Fair (Final Fantasy 7) - 💚

Cloud Strife (Final Fantasy 7) - 💜

Tankman (Friday Night Funkin') -💜

Daidem (Friday Night Funkin') -🖤

Tony Stark (MARVEL: Avengers) -💜

Guardians of the Galaxy (MARVEL: Avengers) -💜

Familial F/Os ↴

Enmei (MY fanchild) -🖤

Marry (MY Oc) -🖤

Vincent Valentine (Final Fantasy 7) - 🖤

Reeve Tuesti (Final Fantasy 7) - 🖤

Cait Sith (Final Fantasy 7) - 🖤

Aerith (Final Fantasy 7) - 🖤

Boy n Girl (Friday Night Funkin') - 🖤

The Marionette/Puppet (Five Nights at Freddy's) - 🖤

Milky Way Cookie (Cookie Run) -💚

Lady Dimitrescu (Resident Evil) - 🖤

Minato Namikaze (Naruto) - 🖤

Nahida (Genshin Impact) - 🖤

Sonic (Sonic The Hedgehog Media) - 💜

Clifford the big red dog (Clifford) - 💜

Adri (OC by @/one-winged-dreams)

Less important F/Os:

Queerplatonic/Crush ↴

Argenti & Boothill (Honkai Star rail) → poly ship - 🖤

Justine Courtney (Ace Attorney) - 💜

Ruvyzvat (Friday Night Funkin') - 🖤

Dark Cacao Cookie (Cookie Run Kingdom) - 🖤

Erwin Smidt & Levi Ackerman (Attack on Titan) → poly ship - 💜

DIO (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure) - 💜

Godot (Ace Attorney) -🖤

Shi-Long Lang (Ace Attorney) -💜

Diluc (Genshin Impact) - 🖤

Polytheus (Mia and me) - 💚

Bayonetta (Bayonetta) -💜

Platonic F/Os ↴

Rouge the Bat (Sonic The Hedgehog frandchise) - 💜

Yuffie Kisaragi (Final Fantasy 7) - 💚

Tifa Lockhart (Final Fantasy 7) - 💜

Cid Highwind (Final Fantasy 7) -

Angeal Hewley (Final Fantasy 7) - 💚

Genesis Rhapsodos (Final Fantasy 7) - 💚

Hanji Zoe (Attack on Titan) - 💜

Bandu (Friday Night Funkin') - 💜

Dave (Friday Night Funkin') - 💚

Bambi (Friday Night Funkin') - 💚

Venom (MARVEL X-men) - 💚

Knockout (Transformers) - 🖤

Familial F/Os ↴

Kel (OMORI) - 🖤

Gingerbrave (Cookie Run) - 💜

Dr. Wing Ding Gaster (Undertale) - 💜

The Narrator (The Stanley Parable) -🖤

F/Oes (dni if you selfship with these, thanks.)

Gojo Satoru (Jujutsu Kaisen)

Professor Hojo (Final Fantasy 7)