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The hoplessness of the situation was beginning to sink in. This Jotaro wouldn’t believe him.
"I’ve never wanted to hurt you Jotaro."
Tongue moved, licking away the little trail of blood poking from the corner of his lip. Azure hues --the hues of Holy Joestar-- stared at the not so wanted guest occupying his cellar,
« Tch. Whoever inhabits this castle wants to hurt me --it's known. »
"Oi, Jotaro! Looks like you've seen better days hehehe! But anyways..." *the cowboy gives the poor, broken teenager an unopened bottle of water.* "don't worry about it bein' laced with stuff, as the seal's intact. Even prisoners and lap dogs gotta stay hydrated hehehe!!"
« Well, I would appreciate the thought and gesture, but —if you noticed, I’m harnessed. I can’t open the bottle. » A snort, the Joestar heir donating the other one of his usual glares.
« Open that for me and maybe, when I’ll set myself free from this hell, I’ll spare your ass from being turned inside-out. »
"Ah…yeah I forgot about that hehe!!"
He quickly clicks open the bottle and places it near the Joestar with a laugh.
"Yeah, good luck with that Jojo!! I rather not face ya on my own but outside of this cell, yer gonna die quicker than yer family by Dio’s hand!"
Harnessed hands move, trying to grab the bottle and, consequently, grace the poor chapped lips of the convict of the blessing of a few drops of water. Some of it stained the already ruined shirt, but he didn't seem to care.
« Yeah, 'cause the only thing you all can do is to run when the dog menaces to fuckin' bite your balls. »
"Jotaro…." Kakyoin took a hesitant step forward, hands held up in a display of non-aggression.
"Jotaro, it IS me. I can prove it.”
« I held his body before fighting and losing against DIO. And it was dead. » He growled in reply, bruised visage definitely looking ready to snap and probably bite him if the redhead dared to move even closer.
« Why should I trust you? So you can wound me again? So you can stab me or gouge away one of my mother's eyes --as if DIO or the other freaks inhabiting this castle do not play with me enough? »
It didn’t surprise Kakyoin to hear that a different version of himself had perished- it seemed to be more common actually.
But this…. This was just sick.
"Jotaro, I am Kakyoin!"
He snarls, on the contrary, definitely looking hostile even if he was restrained by collars, chains and harnesses blocking him.
« Yeah yeah --and I'm the Sandman. Stop mocking me, please. »
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started following you!
“J….jojo?”
« One day I'll fuckin' understand how you seem to have fun disguising as him, Rubber Soul. I know he's dead --get over it. »
"Oi, Jotaro! Looks like you've seen better days hehehe! But anyways..." *the cowboy gives the poor, broken teenager an unopened bottle of water.* "don't worry about it bein' laced with stuff, as the seal's intact. Even prisoners and lap dogs gotta stay hydrated hehehe!!"
« Well, I would appreciate the thought and gesture, but —if you noticed, I’m harnessed. I can’t open the bottle. » A snort, the Joestar heir donating the other one of his usual glares.
« Open that for me and maybe, when I’ll set myself free from this hell, I’ll spare your ass from being turned inside-out. »
"So you enjoy the cold dead flesh meat of your great great great granddaddy in ya than living non family one? My word your family is all kinds of fucked up. But who can blame you when you have your mother vag between your legs now. I’m doing you a favor, I’m a much better laid than that Lord Dio I mean sex with him is like a incest 3-way isn’t it but since your mother is there it’s 4-way then." He looked up at the moist moss and mold on the ceiling.
"Oh Kakyoin, such a waste. If only Lord Dio spared him then I wouldn’t be here entertaining you. Have I ever told you how I learned his cherry trick?"
« I do not enjoy that fucker. I do not enjoy any of you. You all are unappealing and disgusting, which says quite much of how I find all of your performances whenever you dare laying your dicks on me. » A groan, eyes rolling --filled with exasperation. « And you keep misunderstanding --I only have my mom's eyes. The thing DIO put between my legs --it's not the old lady's. »
« I'm fuckin' glad Kakyoin's not here anymore --I bet watching this show would make him puke. And no --I don't want to know how you learnt it, unless you want to be covered in blood. »
rubbersoulrero:
"Now don’t be like that. You need to wait." He added more pressure down making sure Jotaro got the point all the while pushing the tip of his shoe in deeper.
"You don’t want me to get…Impatient and start the fun now…You wouldn’t like it if I drill that hole of your’s again without protection or at least prepare you first right? I would think you want it’s slowly and gently unlike Kakyoin who wanted it rough and hard. Not that there was anything wrong with that~"
Another snarl --the figure of the convict definitely scooting away from the torture of the Temperance User, blue hues glaring at him, legs being kept tightly closed despite the huge amount of pain making him seethe.
« I thin I need to be clearer --I don't want you to fuckin' touch me. That shit happened once and it was just a fuckin' mistake, because I was under some kind of drug and shit and you were the only person who fuckin' heard me, unfortunately. I don't want you to fuckin' put your feet and hands and. . . whatever on me, or I'll gnaw that hand of yours away, am I clear --and keep Kakyoin out of this business! »
"Oh save your sweet words, you will have time tonight you express yourself to me later so…" He pressed his foot on the top of Jotaro’s crotch rubbed the tip into something that shouldn’t be there on a male but didn’t care.
"Stay wet~"
Of course, the other's move only brought pain to the imprisoned Joestar heir, who tried indeed not to squirm too visibly due to the constantly tormented crotch, low groaning noise leaving his lips.
« I said s-stop --are you deaf, or is this just your d-dumbness intensifying? »
"Oh? Nothing smart to say today? I thought with all the time to yourself you would have something cold to say to me or isn’t you missed me so much you are speechless! That must be it such a good boy you are. I’m going to make sure to give you a LOT of loving tonight for your sweet gesture~"
Another groan leaves his lips, as well as a quick glare towards the aggressor.
« S-shut the fuck up, you idiot. . . D-don't touch me. . . »
"… You’re always so stubborn. I guess it’s part of your charm." The butler sighs, sounding as annoyed as he looked before kicking the prisoner right in the guts, waiting for Jotaro to bend in pain before stepping over the boy’s leg.
"Being a pet if the highest honor you’ll ever receive here. You’re nothing but entertainment for our Lord… You’re just like a mutt we enjoy keeping alive to torture, do you understand that?”
The body reacts immediately --bending, groaning, twitching, blood starting to leave his chapped lips once again along with saliva. Eyes are still looking forwards, though, still challenging the butler with their insolence --the Joestar flame still there, even if feeble.
« Better be a fuckin' mutt biting the hand that beats me than a spineless lapdog, D'Arby. »
That’s enough to take away the smile from D’Arby’s face, and enough to have him punch Jotaro across the jaw without a warning.
"You varmint… We leave you alone for a while and suddenly you forget who’s in charge. What an awful pet you are.”
He doesn't seem to care about his words or the punch he just delivered --ruining his fun was satisfying enough. He lets out a snarling noise from his chapped, bloody lips, blue eyes glaring at him.
« Fuck off --again. I'll never be your fuckin' pet --I thought I managed to shove that in your little heads. »
He’s laughing at looking down at the boy like the jerk he is. “It’s always such a pleasure watching you suffer.”
Definitely the jerk deserves to be the victim of Jotaro's spitting motion.
« F-fuck. . . off. . . »
rubbersoulrero:
"I’m surprised you can feel anything down there cream hole~"
He's a little bit too busy trying to deal with the pain to actually hear what the other is commenting. Cue Jotaro letting out some sort of whining noise.
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GROWLS AT THE BLASTED BUTLER. OR AT LEAST HE'S TRYING TO.
*Runs down the basement stairs, bust into the room and kicks you in the crotch* "I HEARD THAT YOU PUNK!"
[ ABOMINABLE SCREECHING. ]