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[valejalkainen]

^ minä just äsken kun luin mystisimmän mahdollisen toteamuksen fandom-tägissä

[sleepingaway]

DRINKING GAME

Miguel O'Hara x black fem!reader

content warning- dubcon-ish, google Translate Spanish, old friends to lovers, p with plot, drinking, v fingering, begging, vamp!Miguel, blood kink!

a/n- My first fic! I am having serious brain rot over this man, and it is so bad that I had to write smut for him lol!

18+

"You are so cheap, Miguel!" I stared at the taller man's back while trying to contain my laughter. Watching the man sigh, I know he paired it with an eye roll. With this new revelation, it made me laugh.

My laughter echoed as the man finally glanced at me annoyedly.

"If you think I am going to spend $14 dollars on water-down vodka you are wrong. I can not believe you agreed to those prices Cariño.” Continuing my snickers we walked to his home.

At the beginning of the night, I found myself dressed up at a bar. After a while of sitting there sipping on one of the many fruity drinks, a man came and sat beside me. I could feel the man's eyes on me as I tried to ignore him entirely. Letting out a familiar chuckle I snapped my head at the stranger. "M- Miguel?" The man I knew since college smirked at me as I placed my glass down.

"I did not know you were in town, Miguel. What happened to you calling me when you are back" Lightly punching at his shoulder he chuckled as he grab my hand. "Look, las mejillas dulces I am sorry I did not call estaba muy ocupada con el trabajo." caressing my hand I rolled my eyes.

"I still never learned Spanish Miguel what did you say"

Waving his hand catching the bartender attention he said out his order pulling out money to pay. "Okay, sir your total is $14.89." Silence fell over you three, staring at Miguel's blank expression. "$14 for one glass? Dios mio never mind dude." Turning back to me he eyed my glass as he handed me $50. "Let's go." Handing the money to the bartender, I guzzled the rest of my drink and quickly followed behind Miguel.

"Ah! I guess you are right the prices are high." waiting for him to open his front door I walked in first eyeing every detail shown to me.

"You guess? Mi Vida, I hope you haven't been letting them rip you off this whole time?" Staring down at me I shook my head. "No, that was my first time being there in a while." Looking pleased with my answer he closed and locked the door. Walking to his alcohol collection he brought over our favorite. "Make yourself at home."

We both headed straight for the couch as he poured our drinks. "So how has everything been?" grabbing my shot I took it before answering. "Normal I guess, work is kicking my ass but I love it, how about you?" pouring another shot I waited for the cold man to answer. "Same old shit." Taking his shot he poured another one and took that one as well. "It is like those people live to piss me off. Maldito infierno." Watching him slouch and stretch out his arms on top of the couch he is manspreading his legs and making his right knee touch mine.

Practically drooling over him.. When did he get so hot? I can almost feel my panties get ruined in this exact moment…

"You okay over there?" A monotone with a hint of lust was laced in Miguel's voice.

Fuck! He caught me staring... Taking another shot I looked at him confused. "What do you mean?" humming at my response his dark eyes gazed over my figure with a small smirk taking over his lips. Crossing my legs I tried to pray the ache away.

"I have a fun game we can play amor" Staring at him curiosity covers my features, now I hummed at his response.

"Let's play a drinking game. The winner makes the loser do what they want, you down?'' Staring at me a small smile graced his face but his eyes showed how the gesture was far from innocent. Nodding, I reached for another shot. We both counted to three as we took the 'first' shot.

After God knows how many rounds, Miguel smiled at me "How are you doing over there cariño?" feeling my body burn up I looked over at him. "I feel alright, next round?" Pouring another shot Miguel's eyes bore into the side of my head.

Fuck does he know I'm drunk? How can he tell??

Taking my shot I tried my best to fake it till I make it. Glancing over at Miguel he does not even seem tipsy. My stomach drop realizing I signed up for a losing game. Feeling him getting closer I felt him lean into my ear.

"Are you ready to surrender yet? Renuncia ya, quiero mi camino contigo." His breath hit my neck making my body shudder in response. "What are you going to make me do Miguel? sighing I leaned into him admitting defeat. Feeling my body burning and my vision blurred I waited nervously for his response. Staring down at me Miguel reviled at me being so vulnerable like this... Just for him. He let out a laugh because my state.

"You remember the rule right?" I nodded. “Just sit and look pretty.” Feeling him shift I looked up at him to see his brown eyes replaced with bright red iris. Before I could ask any questions he eagerly put his lips on my neck, sucking on the delicate skin.

"M-Miguel! Ah-.." whimpering at the surprised attack I almost didn't notice him placing me on his lap, right onto his hard-on. Feeling absolutely in his control all I could do was let out weak whimpers.

Feeling his hand slowly slide up my dress he rubbed my inner thigh while I felt two sharp teeth bite down on my neck. Gasping my hand flew to my neck showing blood trickling down to my chest. "Miguel... What are you doin- f-fuck mhm." His fingers started to gently rub against my cloth pussy, letting out light airy moans I ground myself against his hand.

Licking the fresh blood from the bite mark Miguel moaned into my ear as he tasted it. "Voy a arruinar este jodido cono para cualquier otra persona. Eres jodidamente mio mi amor." Sliding his hand into my panties he toys with my clit slowly. My head started to feel heavy between the alcohol and the pleasure I couldn't think straight. I could feel how embarrassingly wet I was.

"Miggy... Fuck ahh please g-go faster f'me stop teasing me please." Full-on begging tears threaten to spill as I tried to grind myself against his fingers. "Fuckk... mi amor you're such a fucking slut begging for me to please you is this not enough?" Slowing his pace on my clit I let out a loud whine as I gripped his arms. "Miguel please don't tease me I need it s-so bad please just go faster f'me I need yo-" Both of his jumped into action pushing one finger inside my needy hole and another rubbed my clit quickly matching the harsh pace with the finger getting sucked into my cunt.

The room was filled with moans and groaning from the two of us. Miguel was in awe from how wet I was from just his fingers. Kissing my neck he listen to how my cunt loudly embraced his finger.

Tears falling down my cheeks I felt pressure build in my poor stomach. Before I could beg for more Miguel read my mind and added another finger. Moaning loudly my hand wrapped around his nape as my back arched off his chest. "Miggy FUCK- I'm so close so fucking close" Sinking his teeth into my neck sent me over the edge as I felt myself shake, wetting his lap and the couch.

Settling down I laid my head on his shoulder trying to recollect myself staring off in a daze, Miguel spoke up.

"Don't tell me you're already fucked out? We haven't even started yet mi amor."

[paintsplash1712]

Things I want in the Jojo Musical!

The opening song could be in the style of 'The Ballad of Sweeny Todd' with the rest of the cast singing about the events of the show

Either an older Speedwagon, Erina or (my favourite idea) the future Joestars!

Dio NEEDS a big show stopping villain song! Like defying gravity but with more Muda's

I hope they foreshadow/reference future parts in the lyrics of the songs like Dio seeing himself being tied down by the weight of gravity or fate or something

Maybe when Dio sings time stops like in that scene from Sweeny Todd. That would be fun

I think it'd be cool if pre Dio becoming a vampire the music sounds very old like with a lot of wind instruments and pianos and violins but post Vamp!Dio it has a lot more modern music in it

Like saxophones, electric guitars, etc.

Speedwagon's actor apparently is a rapper so GIVE ME SPEEDWAGON RAP!

Sono Chi No Sadame would be fun to hear

Erina better have something to do

To add on to my first point, I think it'd be fun that if Jonathan is winning the other Joestars become his choir because Jonathan DESERVES a choir

[ottiliere]

oh my goodness your dios.. what a delight to see someone so fully invested in phantom blood dio wow. i am very happy. i love your 3D dios. really makes me want to sculpt him as well

Do it... clay is cheap bake it in the oven paint with 10 dollar set of acrylics your life will never be better. I adore phantom blood Dio so very much... years ago saw someone coin the term “phantom blood purist” and it's so funny I think about it literally every time I enter a Dio cycle. There are many aspects that go into this preference of course, and upon a great amount of time pondering i can say confidently that this is because mainly that:

1) I love history (especially the fin de siècle) and I love thinking about him in relation to Victorian values/etiquette/sociology in general... there's something so special about a society that enabled such a gross disparity of wealth&poverty while being so inherently pretentious that its asinine etiquette rules would completely elude you unless you were raised in an aristocratic family or had access to etiquette books. Dio absolutely read a great amount of these before going to the Joestar mansion btw, even before his father snuffed it I think. God help him he would not be doomed to look like a slovenly ill-bred gamin if and when he needed to manipulate the upper classes. I really can't think of a way for him to have developed these skills enough to outclass Jonathan otherwise. god and like thinking about him as a barrister too with his profligate fashion sense you just KNOW he gets drawn that way into all of the court sketches that go in all the newspapers since everyone loved to read about crime and there were a million papers for this in England alone... he'd get caricatured so bad sometimes and he is NOT happy about this.

2) You can probably tell from my indifference to the rest of the parts (except sbr; I call this the "diego rule") that I'm not the biggest fan of fantastical elements and I'm much more interested in interpersonal conflict/relationships in general... PB is extremely unique to the rest of the series because for five WHOLE chapters absolutely nothing abnormal happens and we just get to see Dio harassing Jonathan and his girlfriend until Jonathan snaps and humiliates him so bad in beating him up that he makes Dio cry. and then Dio kills his dog. Like it's literally just some impoverished child abuse victim bullying a spoiled rich kid who wanted to be his friend because lalala sunshine daisies only knows what "poverty" is from reading Oliver Twist and has no conceptual understanding of what the real-world implications of that are. That was the character development that needed multiple chapters to develop it's so fucking awesome. like yeah I'd read an entire novel of just this alone happening and how it impacts their relationship as adults no vampirism needed. I reread "dio the invader" so frequently I'm surprised the spine of my jojonium copy isn't cracked at the exact endpoint of it. I just adore him interacting with Jonathan so much it's hard to remove him from that… that's his FOIL... all the stories (some "AUs") I make with Dio involve the way he and Jonathan gravitate each other to some degree. we get the clearest view of who he is in the face of someone who is the polar opposite of himself. 🤯

2) This iteration of him is the closest degree of separation he has from his "humanity" (childhood), thus

3) I find him to be the most interesting, endearing, etc., version of him walking around, given that... well. behaviors stem from somewhere... the thematic & active severance of himself from a species he is fundamentally incapable of connecting with due to the way he adapted to help him tolerate his childhood... from his point of view I can't imagine that there is one convincing reason for him to continue being human after given the opportunity to deviate from it (despite likely still being inebriated when he vamped himself — very much an impulsive decision since he had, what, an hour or two to think that through? drunk?). If everyone's underneath him, yes, after the fact the choice seems extremely fitting. Maybe he'll cultivate a vast swathe of worshippers and disciples that obey his every command. Maybe he'll rule the world. And then, maybe, he will start to feel genuinely content for the first time in his life. But probably not. That's the drawback of having something fundamentally missing from within you.

4) He lacks a certain type of introspective awareness that 100 years alone in a box might enable him to develop... he's very animalistic to me and possesses a precarious/immature/nonexistent grasp on his emotions just given the fact that he exhibits enraged outbursts from perceived ego wounds (in both childhood and adulthood) + struggles with alcoholism due to an incapacity to self-soothe any sort of negative emotion that makes it past the self-aggrandizing filter he can't help but see life through; he really isn't in conscious control of anything happening inside of him despite needing control over everything and everyone so he can get exactly what he wants, and deserves, always. PB paints a very dim and pathetic view of his character by allowing us to see when he's most "vulnerable", which is the thing he likely hates being the most, so getting to see scenes where he's walking around publicly intoxicated and disparaging himself for acting like his father (implied: again), who he hates, and attacking men with a wine bottle for evoking the concept of his mother, who he also kind of hates but lacks the cognizant cogency to dissolve whatever cognitive dissonance is causing this mental incongruence, rules. he rules

tl;dr SDC dio is "iconic" but I feel like he misses a lot of the charm he had in part one, removed from the context of the society that had such rigid social boundaries and rules of decorum, in addition to his maladaptive approach to interpersonal relationships, his substance abuse issues, his humbling foil... he's too "cool" for me. In the end SDC dio is simply not my Dio... he is someone else's Dio. And that's okay.

[breakaway71]

I know about a lot of your WIPs, obviously, but for the WIP titles game, tell me about The Song you Sing in the Shadows because I don't think I know that one?

You might know it without realizing you know it LOL, although I haven't talked about it in some time. This was what I tentatively titled my Vampire!Reggie fic, which was basically... The boys died from vamps instead of hot dogs, Reggie got turned instead of killed, has to spend the next 25 years adjusting and trying to forget his best friends. When Julie finds their old demo album and accidentally summons Luke and Alex as ghosts, Reggie is not prepared. I still go back and poke at this one sometimes, but it turned into something really daunting and kind of got backburnered. (I also started a different vampire Reggie fics in the meantime, wondering if I should just scrap this one as Too Much, but in the end, I couldn't do it, so I keep hoping I'll go back and really give it the time and attention it deserves one of these days!) snippet:

He hears the approaching footsteps, the sound of a steady heartbeat, like something out of a dream. It drags him out of the darkness he's trying to drown himself in, makes the torrent of tears slow, then stop. Reggie has the half-hearted idea that he should move, he should run, because anybody who finds him like this is going to think he's homeless or dangerous (he guesses maybe he's both, now), but he doesn't want to move.

Let them come, he thinks. What's the worst they can do?

"Reggie?" he hears, and it startles him enough that he looks up, blinks through wavery vision to see the young woman coming towards him until she's close enough to kneel beside him. "It's Reggie, right? Your name?" Her voice is soft. Accented. He recognizes it, but it takes him a long, addled moment to place her.

"Rose?"

"Dios mío," she breathes. "I heard what happened to your friends, but you weren't with them when the ambulance came, everyone said it was just two from the band, and I feared… So I came looking." She places a hand on his arm. He blinks down at it, confused, thoughts moving too slow for whatever is happening right now. "Come, we need to leave the streets. I can help you."

Reggie doesn't know how anyone can help him now, but she's been the single bright spot since this nightmare began and at this point, he thinks he'd be willing to follow her anywhere, if only to have some sort of direction.

"I can hear your heartbeat," he tells her, very quietly, as they walk.

There is the slightest hitch in her step, something Reggie isn't even sure he would have noticed if his senses weren't dialed up as much as they are. It's easier to focus on her movements than the blinding streetlights or the blazing club signs or the cars…so many cars and they're all so loud. "I know," Rose finally says.

Reggie stares at her, the clench of her jaw and the tightness around her eyes and the purposeful way she's walking. But it's her heartbeat he notes above all, the way it remains entirely steady. "Why aren't you scared?" Because he's still oscillating between numb and terrified out of his mind, and it might be nice to have some company there.

She darts a glance at him, frowning. "You're not hungry yet, are you?"

Hungry. God, in all the time since he woke up and realized what happened, what had been done to him, he somehow never stopped to consider the connotations hungry would have for him now.

 "No…not really." The street dog dinner he'd been looking forward to feels a million years away from this moment, and the only thing he's feeling in his stomach is gut-roiling nausea.

"Then I've got nothing to fear," Rose says.

[starry-blue-echoes]

We get almost nothing about her in cannon but- Mary Joestar, Jonathan's mom... Thinking about her. All we really know of her in cannon is that she died in the carriage crash that introduced Dario to the Joestars, died precisely because she was shielding baby Jonathan with her body.

I wonder how that weighed on Jonathan, the weight of that sacrifice for him, his mother dying to protect him when he was too young to even remember it. We know he's entranced by the stone mask partially because it was hers. Maybe his own self-sacrificial tendencies come partially from a desire to live up to that legacy. Maybe his fascination with the morbid and archeology was inherited from her, him looking into his mother's interests to feel closer to her and discovering that it really resonates with him too.

And if she lived- maybe things would be different. Maybe Jonathan would have younger siblings. Maybe Dio would've done better, maybe she would've been able to reach him.

...I think Jonathan would wonder about that.

(For AUs: In Jonaplat, Holly reminds him of the version of his mother he always imagined, how much she cares for Jotaro, and he tries to push Jotaro towards her a bit. He never got to have a mother's love like that, so he wants Jotaro to be able to appreciate it. Especially in EarlyBird/Jonaplat, where Holly fighting to save Jotaro draws an even stronger parallel to his own mother's sacrifice. In Starswap, he gets really emotional when he's able to see Jolyne's mom at some point- he knows this isn't his, but it just... hit him harder than expected, and he can't help but bask in it for a moment. For any 'all the joestars interact' he feels so lost being the family patriarch and desperately wants someone to turn to, especially if George is dead at that point too, but he has to be strong for everyone. In Behind Closed Doors, he sometimes wonders if George would be happier if she'd lived instead of him. In any of the Jonathan-lives-as-vamp post-part-3 there's times, during the hundred years in the coffin, when he's trapped in the mansion as Dio menaces his descendants, where he wonders if she would've been able to get through to Dio where he hadn't, if none of this would've happened if she'd lived instead of him.)

(She'd be proud of him though, in every timeline. Maybe she could've done better, maybe things would've been better if he'd died and she'd lived, but she would have saved him a hundred times over either way.)

(She'd be so sorry, that her interest in the mask caused so much pain for her descendants. But there was no way she could have known. Nothing she could have done. She would have, if only she could.)

(And just like her, Jonathan would've done anything for his descendants, if he lived long enough to see them.)

(But fate never gave them a chance.)

Y E S S S S S S S S S S S S

Part of the beauty of Mary Joestar is in how little we know about her. She could fit in practically any story you make for her and nobody would be able to argue other wise, but at the same time there are little whispers of her if you look close enough. It’s obvious she loved Jonathan, and it’s a bit of a shame that canon never touched on Jonathan’s feelings towards her.

Sometimes I think about the end of Phantom Blood. How Jonathan would’ve awoken confused in the after life, having died so incredibly young with really only two people waiting for him, being his father and Zeppeli……. But there would also be a third person. His mother. At long last they’d finally be able to get to know each other, and despite the sadness of why, they find it to be happy

In JonaPlat, I’d image Jonathan doing small things in the beginning when they’re still in Japan. A gentle nudge in Holly’s direction, a disapproving stare when Jotaro tries to push her away, little bits and pieces in order to try and get closer. Was it a tad selfish? Perhaps, but there were far worse things to be selfish about than a mother’s love. And in the Early Bird version, Jonathan would be hanging onto those memories Jotaro has in a death grip. In the bleak situation they were in that was the only light at the end of the tunnel

Starswap would also have him dealing with some good ol ✨imposter syndrome✨ which…… he wouldn’t really be able to get rid of because he technically is an imposter here. This isn’t his body and that isn’t his actual mother, and the love and worry she’s expressing is directed toward Jolyne, not him. The affection feels so good and comforting and makes him happy in a way he didn’t know was possible …. but at the same time it’s undercut with the cruel reality of his situation

Behind Closed Doors is going to fucking HURT, and not just him. Dio is going to be stuck with even more terrifying parallels between himself and Jonathan because I bet he’d also wished a couple times that he’d gotten sick instead of his mom. And maybe, just maybe, on the bad nights when Jonathan was alone with his thoughts, he’d wonder if his mother would have protected him from his father’s anger and disapproval

[yokiteryokiter]

Oh my god I thought things would turn to better when Giorno starts running Passione but this looks bad.

What do you think, will Giorno's vampire genes activate at some point when he grows up? Will he turn into a (half) vampire?

Don't worry it is better they are trying

(But you know, you give a 15yo a power to create bodyparts and he's bound to do something crazy)

What if he already was a half vamp but didn't tell anybody lol I keep forgetting he's a vampire and tbh I would believe it's simply not something you pass down to a child bc none of Dio's sons were vampires so my take on it is that he's just a regular human

[rejectshumanity]

dio’s ever-evolving feelings about children by verse:

childhood: manipulates his “friends,” bullies younger children, despises every single one of his peers.

pb (pre-vamp): treats children with open disdain at best, bullies them horribly when no one is around to witness.

pb (post-vamp): snack time 😋

sdc: depending on the kid’s personality, he either gets along with them surprisingly well, treats them with terrifying coldness, or delights in scaring them shitless.

mu.dad: generally enjoys interacting with children after raising his own, but won’t hesitate to put a child in the ground if they mess with any of his kids.

[acapellafics]

The day after dawn of the posers

Cw for mentions of kidnapping, Human experimentation, and spousal abuse (if I should tag more please lmk)

Thank God it was Friday night that most of the goths (Firkle, Elias, and Pete), two vamps, and…the ghost of Edgar Allen Poe went to Troubled Acres to rescue Michael from the emo conversion camp, they were all pissed to learn it was just a stupid prank show in the end.

After breaking the news to Henrietta and getting a surprisingly heartfelt apology from Firkle, now that it was Saturday the group of 7 goths had congregated at Henrietta's to smoke and talk about the bullshit they went through.

“I seriously can't believe I fell for that stupid lie” Henrietta huffed, taking a few puffs off her cigarette, she'd trashed every piece of evidence that had to do with her emo phase and was back to wearing all black.

“Don't blame yourself Henni, a lot of people fell for it” Elias offered his attempts at reassurance always optimistic despite being a goth, 

“The good thing is you’re back to yourself again, Firkle is back, and Michael wasn't hurt” he glanced from a now short-haired Firkle over to Michael feeling his mind set off an alarm at the elder goth's posture.

Michael was fairly tense in his spot on the floor, one slightly shaky hand holding his cigarette, and his other hand was wrapped so tightly around his cane that his already pale knuckles nearly glowed white.

“Michael, dude you good?” Elias asked drawing everyone's attention to the oldest goth,

“I know it was just some conformist prank show but you still seem frazzled,” he said sitting next to Michael with a respectful distance.

“You were pretty pale last night and that's saying something for the four of us” Firkle commented, he looked at Michael watching him stub out his barely touched cigarette.

“Not to mention you nearly hurled on the trip home” Pete chimed in,

“You never get carsick” he looked across the pentagram carpet at Michael.

Henrietta looked up hearing that Michael nearly got carsick,

“Mihha?” She sat her cigarette aside in a newly emptied ashtray.

“You poor dear,” Maria said sympathetically watching Lafayette look at Michael with concern,

“Did something happen before they got to you?” She asked.

Michael wanted to curl in on himself and vanish as his six friends turned their attention to him,

“It's stupid, nothing worth worrying over” he tried to wave their concern off gently, never a fan of having the spotlight on himself.

“Mon Ami, something must have happened or been said to you” Lafayette moved to sit by his dark doppelganger so he was now between himself and Elias,

“Michael, you can talk to us,” he assured him.

“Jackdaw's right,” Elias laid a tentative hand on Michael's right knee,

“Nobody here will judge you, especially after what Henni did” he added the second half in a whisper grinning when Michael snorted a weak laugh before yelping when Henrietta's small lilac pillow collided with his head nearly knocking him into Michael. 

Michael brushed his curls from his face as Elias and Lafayette offered words of reassurance, he took a deep breath letting out a sigh on the exhale he knew of the six friends he had that Elias was likely to keep gently pushing.

“I found out that night that…I…faint under heavy stress” he blurted it out like ripping off a bandaid,

“My folks just threw me in the hatchback and drove me right to the building…I must've passed out because one moment we're pulling up to ‘troubled acres’ and then the next thing I know I woke up to the old dude tying me to a chair” he shuddered thinking back on last night.

All six of the other goths were visibly surprised by this, the three that had gone to his rescue last night looked horrified to learn they'd arrived only moments after he regained consciousness.

“Dios mio! You poor thing, I can't blame you for being rattled after an incident like that” Maria cried out hearing that,

“Thank goodness these three got to you when they did” She glanced over her shoulder at Pete as he'd been fussing with her hair.

“Is there anything we can potentially do to help ease how you're feeling?” Elias asked Michael,

“Coffee? A blanket? A listening ear or 14?” He offered watching Michael's mouth twitch into a fleeting smile at the joke.

Michael rubbed Elias on the head with the hand not holding his cane in a vice, he was slightly surprised when the younger teen rubbed his head into the touch which he oddly found comfort in.

“At the risk of sounding like some preppy conformist…can” Michael forced himself to swallow his pride and make a request he'd never normally make,

“Can you or Firkle just lean against me?” He didn't dare specifically ask for a hug so he settled for ‘lean on me’ instead.

Everybody in the room was surprised by that and looked to Firkle who had perked up then gave Elias a very peculiar look, they looked from Firkle to Elias who gave a pensive nod.

Elias’ face softened before he got a determined look and smiled sweetly,

“Here fluffy compression does wonders, just ask Firkle” he took a deep breath before his body seemed to shift into that of a brindle-colored Wolf pup the size of maybe a border collie while still maintaining the boy's signature hair and wearing a striped yellow scarf. He gently laid his warm fluffy chest, front paws, and head on Michael's lap providing the oldest with the warmth and compression one would normally feel when holding their pet,

“I-I don't bite, just try not to pull the fur” the wolf politely requested in Elias’ voice as his black nose nudged Michael's hand encouraging him to release the cane and pet him.

The other 4 goths watched in shock Maria's eyes lit up in adoration at the sight of the wolf puppy that was now halfway in Michael's lap, Firkle on the other hand was grinning at the sight.

Michael looked down at Elias as the pup nudged at his hand again, finally registering the cold snout. He dropped his cane to the carpet and slowly slid his hand into the bridle fur, surprised it was so soft but boy did it help.

“Holy shit, dude” Pete's voice broke the silence as his eyes took in the transformation,

“What are you?” The question flew from his lips before he could stop it.

“Can't be a werewolf it's not a full moon” Lafayette chimed in,

“Rook?” He looked over at the Wolf pup as Michael continued to comb his fingers through the fur.

“My folks and I just call ourselves hybrids” Elias explained before thinking of a better description,

“I know Maria will get this reference, basically my folks and I are like the werewolves in that 2012 movie 'Wolf Children’ like deadass just like them” he offered.

“I can see it” Maria nodded, she watched it often.

“So…is anyone else wondering how Firkle seemed to already know?” Henrietta asked watching the kindergartener sit by Michael and Elias on the floor,

“How come the baby bat got to learn first?” She teased Elias knowing he had a soft spot for the kid.

Elias glanced at Henrietta as he continued acting as an emotional support Wolf for Michael who didn't appear like he'd be releasing him any time soon,

“Well a few months ago I was at Starks Pond visiting that murder of crows I nursed back to health when one of them flew off and eventually returned pulling my hair towards the woods” he explained.

“I followed him into the woods and saw one of the Wolves advancing on Firkle, I recognized the area instantly. He'd wandered too close to where that wolf's den was, so he was defending his pups from a tiny intruder” he told them,

“I got between them still human trying to convince him to let me just take Firkle but he doesn't like humans” his ears drooped.

The other 5 were listening intently while Firkle simply held Elias’ tail similarly to a conformist child holding their blanket, if anyone saw they said nothing.

“You got between a whole-ass wolf and Firkle?” Pete asked looking at Elias,

“And tried reasoning with it?”

“In my defense fight, flight, or freeze kicked in” Elias exclaimed as his ears drooped thinking back to that day,

“But yeah the wolf didn't wanna listen and pounced, pinning me down, with Firkle curled up defensively I chose to fight. I told him to lift his shirt collar and keep his eyes shut, shifted to this form, kicked the wolf off, scruffed Firkle by the shirt, and ran like Hell while the crows distracted the wolf…and then Firkle opened his eyes early and saw me” he wagged his tail so the tip batted Firkle's cheek getting a soft laugh from the boy.

“You're insane Eli,” Henrietta told him fondly,

“I'm so glad you were in the area when you were,” she said softly watching him grab Firkle's belt with his teeth pulling the boy closer without any complaints.

“I would've done that for any of my friends not just the baby bat” Elias smiled his tail wagging until Firkle released it allowing it to happily slap the carpet as he lay there,

“Nobody fucks with my friends but me” he gave a proud little huff before just relaxing.

“Gotta love a friend with built-in scary dog privileges” Lafayette quipped listening to Elias and Maria laugh,

“Glad to know we can count on you Mon Ami” the boy smiled.

“Elias, Sugar if you don't mind me asking, why didn't you tell us sooner?” Maria asked softly, she was surprised he'd kept that to himself so long.

Elias’ ears drooped and his tail slowed,

“Well of my bio parents, my mom was the only hybrid and…due to being kidnapped by the government and experimented on by them she opted not to tell me bio dad” he relayed feeling a tiny hand pet his back.

“When I was born mom had no idea if I'd be like her or not, I turned into a puppy when I was about a month old and my dad flipped…long story short he called us monsters and started to emotionally and physically abuse my mom but never me” he curled up a bit more,

“She left him and brought me here, raised me to embrace the wolf side but be careful with who I shared the info, when she met my step dad she told him about her being a hybrid and learned that he's one too and welp here we are now” he offered a soft shrug.

“Holy shit” Pete whispered surprised someone could see someone with Elias’ biological gift and call them monsters,

“I'm glad she got out of there and that you can embrace this side of you” he reached over to rub the wolf pup’s ear watching his tail start wagging again.

“I'm glad too,” Elias smiled,

“Can't imagine not having all the friends I've made here” he looked at his fellow goths before plopping his head down on his paws.

“How are you feeling Mihha?” He quietly asked looking up at Michael who had been quiet since his transformation, he nudged the elder boy's ribcage with his snout getting his attention.

“Feeling calmer,” Michael said quietly with a faint but grateful smile as he rubbed Elias’ head between the ears,

“You can get up whenever” he shrugged as his hand stilled.

Elias nodded sitting up only to flop on his other side by Firkle,

“Don't think I didn't catch that sigh, I'll stay like this for a bit” he teased as the boy grabbed his sketchbook from nearby and laid against the wolf starting to draw while the others conversed amongst themselves.

[just-a-gamer-daydeamer-girl]

So…. Bloody Star AU part 2…. Gonna be a lot different from cannon. Still thinking about what exactly is gonna happen because Joseph can’t use hamon, and he will be fighting the pillar men, who are basically vampire eaters. So still thinking about this. So now I’m gonna focus on some facts of the battle tendency crew before getting into the heavy story stuff.

The way that the Jostar vampirism, is that they don’t become full fledged vampires when they become the same age of Jonathan (20) or when they sustain a major injury that only vampirc healing will give them any chance of living. Half vamps are able to walk in the sun although this is still a bad idea, they get more red then a cooked lobster in like half an hour, they also can’t use a majority of vampire abilities (lazer eyes, cold temp stuff like that) but they are still very dangerous.

Zeppeli helps raise Joseph, he often travels back and forth to see his own family to take care of them

Joseph is well known of being Erina, Speedwagon and Zeppeli’s guard dog

Joseph has a scarf like Straizo in the original story to protect him from hamon. He also has special hamon bracelets and ankles that are more designed to protect him from the sun working like a solar battery of sorts it’s not perfect but it’s better then nothing. These braces are his main weapon against other vampires, as they have hamon and sunlight infused in them. Since he isn’t full fledged yet he is able to use them without fear of beings turned to dust…. They still hurt like hell if he isn’t careful

Straizo plans to turn into a vampire after he kills Joseph, hamon is the best way to kill a vampire after all

After the fight with Santana, Joseph goes back to New York, Zeppeli goes to meet his grandson Caesar to end the rest of the piller men. This does not mean Joseph is safe, the cult of Dio is still out and about. Still more bro time with Smokey! More big city highjinks! 🌃

After the par of Zeppeli’s get their but kicked the elder Zeppeli took Caesar to Elisabeth Joestar to coach him. She does not need to hide her identity in this AU and she is actually apart of Joseph life…. This does not make her any less tragic, Gorge II is still died when Joseph was a baby. How he died I’ll tell later.

After about two weeks or more of training, he over hears his Grandfather and Elisabeth talking, hearing how her son is coming to visit, and how he shouldn’t be around hamon users because he’s a vampire…. This gets Caesar worried, he knew that his grandfather had some connections to Elisabeth, but the fact that he was dealing with her vampire son. The fact he was a vampire that everyone seemed to let loose and everyone let’s him do whatever he wants that is warranted for research. So he goes ahead of them back to the main island to find the vampire. He needs to be prepared for anything even this vampire.

What he wasn’t prepared for was the fact the vampire likes squid ink spaghetti and playing with the pigeons. Caesar didn’t know what to expect…. But it wasn’t that. The two do ultimately get into a fight, deal some blows to each other but it gets broken up by their family Members before it gets serious.

Elisabeth is scared of touching or being near Joseph, but they still make it work, shopping sprees are their best Mother-son bonding activity

Caesar gets a scolding from his grandfather, but in retaliation he asked why he was helping raise a vampire the very thing that killed his great grandfather, and was the creation of what killed his father. Figuring out it’s about time that his grandson knew he tell the tale of Jonathan and Dio… and what befell Joseph’s father. (Will write a longer story on this part)

During the shopping trip Joseph and Elisabeth come across Esidisi. He finds Joseph…. Very interesting and pokes at the fact that a legendary hamon user has a vampire son.

Ok I think that’s it for now…

[baby-zakarii]

Can get.. e,g,n wif dio perchance...

E - emotions [Do get get emotional when they regress? Do any emotions trigger them to regress?]

Oh, Dio can be a feisty little guy! He mostly has tantrums when he's in the bigger end of his headspace (still a toddler tho), when he's younger he's more prone to crying. However, this outlet for his emotions is way healthier than keeping everything in!

As for triggering emotions, he regresses either when he feels very comfortable or very uncomfortable - and that determines whether his experience will be a happy one or not

G - giggles [What makes them laugh? What do they find funny?]

HE IS AN IPAD KID. I don't care ipads weren't a thing back then, he has one and giggles at skibidi toilet and all that gen alpha stuff!!! Oh, also people getting hurt, like Vanilla Ice slipping on the floor and almost breaking his leg. Lil Dio had the time of his life

N - nicknames [Do they have any preferred nicknames they would want a cg to use?]

Little vamp, darling, bud, all kinds of "scary" nicknames (like "monster" for example) and I feel like he'd like being called fruit nicknames? Mariah sometimes calls him her little plum and no one really knows why but he likes it lol

[goldentemplariumcrow]

❝  you’re gonna lose a finger if you don’t get outta my sight right now.  ❞ (from protective vamp Dickie)

The one bad side of being seen as a pet for the Vampire King is that Dio went all the way back to his teenage years in terms of behavior that he needs to display. Be a good boy and don't cause a scene, or, in other words, put up with whatever comes his way and lick his wound later.

So it's no surprise he doesn't say a thing when a very drunk vampire of the court decided to try to pin him against a wall on the way to the throne room, but his voice echoes a loud and clear "no" in his head when the undead tries to press himself against him while Dio pushes against him.

Don't make a scene. Do not make a fucking scene Dio! He thinks with himself while pushing the other's body by the shoulders, but also seeking another way to get rid of him as soon as possible without calling attention to himself... and that's when Dick's voice breaks the silence in the hallway.

"Your Highness." Dio rushes to get to his side the second he's free, only stopping for a moment to pick the book he dropped when pushed against the wall, and lowers his head to show respect, like a good pet does — did Dick hear or feel his mental cussing against the drunk vampire?

Either way, he's not about to comment on it. Instead, Dio just watches as the other tries to claim that the blond had been seducing him, only to be ordered out of Dick's sight.

"I'm sorry..." He whispers and adjusts some of his clothes that had been forced out of place while the vampire tried to take a piece of him.

@whxlmedwing

[arobinwithoutbatman]

“If you even THINK about touching him, I’ll kill you.” (protective Corvus/Dio? Maybe Templars decided it'd be a good idea to capture and use him in some experiment or Tim meeting Isu!Dio from the vamp!verse with whxlmedwing? So many ideas and possibilities!!)

His hands immediately went up by his head. Look, no weapons see? Yes he's armed but that's cause he refuses to go wandering around the multiverse in civvies. It's Dio. This is Dick's version of Dio. Taller, just as handsome, his voice was a little deeper too, richer though thankfully none of the Isu reverberation. Yet. That could have potentially embarrassing results. Out of habit, he quietly hummed the three notes that his Dio had taught him. It had become a comfort since then, soothing. Wasn't like he could forget three simple notes when they had lodged themselves in his brain and refused to he forgotten.

"No touching here! I promise! Just a visitor! I've got no beef with Dick, I swear."

[ask-fell-drones]

"What if?:"Only Yeva🧛‍♀️🇷🇺👾 and his husband🙋🇷🇺 survive🤕💪 and extra characters that could survive is Alice🧛‍♀️🇺🇸🦌 and Beau👦🤖". "Just in fact the canon part that simply obviously Khan Doorman🪖🧔 survive and takes care of UZI🧛‍♀️👾 but Nori🧛‍♀️👾 unfortunate doens't and now let's go to the present!

"Me Serial Designation-Ivan Rodríguez🧛🇵🇷:"Finally gets two cures to destroy the solver👾 and trying to decide in my mind🧠 what to heal❤️‍🩹👍". "Maybe UZI🧛‍♀️👾 or Doll🧛‍♀️👾🇷🇺 and maybe Doll🧛‍♀️👾🇷🇺 and Yeva🧛‍♀️👾🇷🇺 i don't know what to decide oh por dios-oh god😩! "Latino🇵🇷 human🙋 vampire🧛 panicking and frustrated noises and finally i decide what to cure❤️‍🩹👍! "Ok! "I will cure my russian vamp drone gf Doll🧛‍♀️🇷🇺 and his mother Yeva🧛‍♀️🇷🇺 to that's about it and later on i will find another cure❤️‍🩹 to heal my best vamp drone friend UZI🧛‍♀️👾 if only is possible? "Spoiler! "Is to late😓 to cure UZI🧛‍♀️👾 and then gets controlled by CYN🧛‍♀️😈👾 and me kills her after a fearcely fight with her and saves the universe🌌👍". "But what was the cost😞😥 of killing my best vampire drone friend UZI🧛‍♀️👾 why😭? "And let's go to the roleplay part when Alice🧛‍♀️🇺🇸🦌 and me SD-Ivan🧛🇵🇷, Beau👦 🤖 help me to cure❤️‍🩹👍 Doll🧛‍♀️🇷🇺👾 and Yeva🧛‍♀️🇷🇺👾 to remove the solver👾". "Doll🧛‍♀️🇷🇺 and Yeva🧛‍♀️🇷🇺 after finally getting cured❤️‍🩹👍 by Alice🧛‍♀️🇺🇸🦌 and Beau👦🤖, me SD-Ivan🧛🇵🇷 and not anymore with the evil solver power👾 but they are still being vampires🧛‍♀️🇷🇺,🧛‍♀️🇷🇺 but with not obviously anymore with the evil power👾👍". "Doll🧛‍♀️🇷🇺 and Yeva🧛‍♀️🇷🇺 live reaction after getting cured❤️‍🩹👍:

My mom is dead. No matter what you do, she'll die in the end.

If you somehow get the solver out of me. The same fate will happen to me. My body has become one with the solver.

[lizadale]

This last ask has made me curious

Would magic be tastable in blood???? I remember the vampire au where dio was offered the forbidden fruit of Luigi's blood. And with that other ask, would magic be tasted in the blood?

Like....if vamp!dio tasted gigi's blood, would he taste the ozone in it?????

ohhhh my gooooooosh

honestly when i think of vampire (dhampir, really ig) dio draining someone i imagine he's more after the magic rather than the blood itself, so uh YEAH it would have a distinct taste...not that i know what that taste would be :P

though now i'm picturing like dio taking a lil sip and instantly his hair goes POOF with static and i'm cackling

[yami-the-outcast]

Presenting one of my older jojo oc's, and part of that whole "nothing is too crazy" ball, we have Mr. Basil Mylo Kingston.

Originally a victorian street thug, closest thing a young Dio had to a friend, that changed when he found himself used as the second test subject of the stone mask.

When he went to seek out help from Jonathan, he pretty much expected to die, but the big man knew that deep down Basil was a good person. He would use this immortal curse and make it into a gift, and help people, and told Basil as such.

Basically since then he's stuck around as this mentor/guardian for the troublemaking Joestars, working with the SPW to help deal with all the bizzareness around the world.

I switched things up a bit and opted to not give him a stand until part 4, because he's already a bit op as a vamp, but also because I think it's fun to have a guy who has no idea what's happening half the time and has to rely on subtle details when facing off against stand users.

Fortunate Son works a lot like Jirou from MHA, amplifying sounds and being able to plug it's tail into items to send a soundwave through it. Also can throw sounds around to confuse an enemy or amplify them to possibly deafen them.

I have a few written things for him actually, and I'll put them up later but it's late now lol