I write JoJofics for parts 3, 4 and 5. I take requests and sometimes write whatever I feel like Moved my blog here because the old one was a secondary blog -part of a system -Rohan is the love of my life -Gray Ace Biromantic -Enby questioning, he/they -Requests are open -DNI if exclus of any kind including anti-endo, MAP/zoophile/anything like that -im not interested in discourse so don't tag me in it or ask me about it
Summary: When light punishment won't work, Rohan decides his pet needs to be taught a much harsher lesson in obedience
CW: Petplay, Dom Rohan, Sub Reader, Belt whipping, sadism and masochism, crying, begging, degradation, cruel dom, face slapping, teasing, praise, some soft Rohan at the end
Rohan's piercing glare bored into the girl's (color) eyes which stared back at him through the bars of her locked cage, a defiant look on her face, challenging him. Ever since she became Rohan's sub she had been nothing if not a disobedient little brat, always pushing his buttons and testing her master's limits. Well, that ended today. The petite girl watched in confusion as her boyfriend unlocked her cage, suddenly yanking her quite roughly by the collar and dragging her in front of him. On the tag on (Name)'s collar read Property of Rohan Kishibe, a smirk playing on his lips as he thought of all the ways he could remind his little pet who she belonged to.
"Clearly, I'm going to have to punish you."
"beg all you want, whore, you're not getting out of your punishment. You've been a bad pet, and now you're going to face the consequences of your actions." With that her punishment resumed, and for the next 10 minutes their shared room was filled with the sobs and screams of poor little (Name) followed by the belt cracking against her bright red ass. He only laughed as one of her tiny hands reached for the ball gag only for it to be ripped away from her. "Ah ah ah, I want to hear you scream in pain. I own you, (Name), you seem to have forgotten that. So go on, scream for your master, little kitten." The man leaned down to whisper into her ear, continuing his merciless assault on her ass a little longer although at this point it was more for his own cruel amusement than anything else. Placing his belt down beside him he ended her spanking with a harsh slap from his hand, the girl only able to respond with a gentle whimper.
"Try me." Rohan smirked a little at her defiance, pushing her over his lap as he began to slide her shorts and panties down. "A spanking? Is that all you've got?" However the girl quickly regretted her words at the sound of a belt being slid off, the sound of Rohan's Gucci belt harshly slapping against her bare ass filling the room, followed by a scream of pain and more slaps. Screams turned into sobs as her painful spanking continued, Rohan not showing an ounce of mercy as sadistic glee danced in his emerald eyes. However, the look in his eyes quickly turned to concern at the sound of her broken, pained sobs paired with a quiet, desperate "s-stop.. please.."
"hey.." his eyes softened as he placed the rather expensive belt down beside him, gently stroking the crying girl's hair. Even with a safeword he quickly became worried he'd taken it too far and hurt the petite girl, and Rohan couldn't stand the thought of hurting the love of his life. "Shh.. darling, I didn't mean to make you cry.."
"mmm.. I'm okay babe." She replied softly, relief washing over the lithe man although he didn't keep going until she murmured a soft but desperate "please don't stop.." a smirk playing on his lips as his dexterous hand picked up the Gucci belt sat beside him.
Little did she know Rohan was nowhere near done with her and her torture had just begun.
"stand." Rohan ordered, his commanding tone leaving no room for question. Obediently, the (color) haired girl brought herself to her feet, awaiting her master's next command. "Now, beg for mercy." The look in her master's eyes told her he had something far worse in the store for her than the whipping she had just received, the thought making her pussy throb with excitement.
"P-Please master, please don't-" before she could get another word out she was met with a hard, painful slap to her soft, delicate face, although not hard enough to leave a bruise, master glaring her down angrily.
"On your knees." She didn't listen at first, hoping the tall mangaka would hit her again, mumbling a soft 'm-more, please'. Rohan quickly caught on, narrowing his eyes at her as he delivered a hard backhand slap to the girl's cheek, causing her to whimper in a mix of pain but mostly pleasure. "Don't make me repeat myself, girl."
"Yes master.." immediately she sat on her knees before the tall, gorgeous yet menacing man, gazing into his piercing eyes with a look that told him she was completely inferior to him and she knew it.
"much better.. you belong on your knees before me, the great Rohan Kishibe. I am your master and I expect you to obey me. Do I make myself clear?"
"yes master.."
He chuckled, pleasured whimpers escaping the girl's lips as her master's hand slipped between her legs, caressing her naked cunt a little before abruptly pulling his hand away. "You want it? Beg for it. Beg master to pleasure you, kitten." And she did, desperately begging her master to touch her as he simply watched with cruel amusement, knowing his pet was completely at his mercy.
"good girl.. come here." The mangaka smirked, patting his lap as the petite girl sat on his thighs, whimpering softly as he pushed them apart and began toying with the delicate skin of her pussy. "You like that? What a needy little slut.â With no warning the taller man shoved 2 fingers into the girlâs slit, chuckling softly as she moaned out in slight pain, seemingly amused by her reactions as he pushed the digits deeper inside of her. âMmm.. moan for me, you filthy whore.â
âM-Master..â
âThatâs right.. Iâm your master. You belong to me, kitten.â
âY-Yes master.. I belong to you, y-you own me.â He seemed satisfied with that, his dexterous fingers picking up the pace, slamming in and out of her tight pussy as she practically screamed with pleasure. âM-Master.. Master Iâm gonna cum..â
âMmm.. good girl.. cum for me, kitten.. show master how good he makes you feel.â His deep, velvety voice whispered into her ear and, as if on command, her slit practically exploded with cum as she screamed Rohanâs name, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips while he watched, (Name) almost collapsing onto him as she came down from her high, his arms the only thing holding up her small, tired frame. âYouâre such a good girl.. master is very proud of you, kitten.â he cooed softly, petting his smaller girlfriendâs hair as his cocky smirk turned into a genuine smile, laying the now tired girl down on their shared bed and laying a blanket over her. âI love you, darling.â
âMmm.. I love you too Rohannie.â She murmured sleepily, Rohan playfully rolling his eyes at the nickname as he wrapped his slender arms around her small form and gently pressed his lips to her forehead. Not long after that the (color) haired girl began to drift off to sleep, her lips curling into a small smile. âNight night babe..â
Gladly :) no gender specified so I did a male reader, I hope that's ok!
1. Are you cold? Here, take my jacket.
19. Shut up and kiss me.
Character: Josuke Higashikata
Male Reader
Snow gently tapped against the ground as two teen boys walked hand in hand through the streets of Morioh, the familiar sound of cheesy Christmas music faintly heard from a nearby convenience store. A large grin was plastered on Josuke's face as he happily rambled about a new video game he had recently bought, his boyfriend nodding with a soft smile on his face till he began to shiver from the low winter temperatures, cuddling up to the pompadoured boy's side. "You ok babe?" His voice was laced with concern as he spoke, putting an arm around him gently. "Oh! Are you cold? Here, take my jacket."
A soft blush painted (Name)'s face as Josuke wrapped the school jacket around his shoulders, the boy's arms tightly wrapping around him to keep him warm. "You're so cute when you blush.." his voice softened as his sapphire blue eyes gazed lovingly into yours, his nose touching yours, face only inches away from yours. However, before you could close the gap between your faces he quickly pulled away, a flustered expression on his face. "B-Babe, there are people here-"
"shut up and kiss me." You leaned over to whisper into his ear, face coated with blush as he tangled his hand into your (color) hair, eyes fluttering shut as he pressed his lips to yours, the two of you passionately kissing as the bright white snow fell around you, a couple of snowflakes falling onto the two of you but you hardly noticed, only thinking about each other. It was a good few minutes until the couple pulled away for air, fingers intertwined as they held hands. "Wow.. that was.. wow."
Josuke replied with a soft chuckle, pressing his lips to his partner's forehead as he held onto his shoulders, his somewhat smaller frame wrapped in Josuke's uniform jacket. "You know, that looks really cute on you. I might have to let you steal my clothes more often.." he joked with a soft chuckle, blissfully cuddling the boy against his chest. (Color) eyes gazed up at him happily, hands rubbing his somewhat muscular arms as he cuddled up against his chest.
"thank you.. aren't you cold, though?"
"nah, I'm fine." He responded with a shrug, pressing another loving kiss to his boyfriend's temple with a smile. "As long as you're ok, I don't really care, anyway. I don't want you to catch a cold.." leaning down he gently moved his lips from the boy's temple to his own lips, pulling him into another loving kiss. "God, I love you so much, (Name).."
I really like how it turned out, imo, I am WAYY hotter as a dudeđ (Iâd be that super suave guy I think. Tho probably notđ )
Anyway I tag @bi-vamp @bringkarshome @dragons-and-skulls @angry-geese @tenthgrove and anyone else who would love to try this. It was pretty fun imagining myself as a maleđ But as always, no pressure to participate â€ïž
hi uh so lil awkward but can you do pol x reader nsfw and he just absolutely fucking plows them there's always soft stuff but heherhfhj
Ofc, thank you for the request â€ïž Iâm sorry it took me so long to get to it! Iâm not very good at writing smut but I did my best, so Iâm really sorry if this isnât exactly what you asked for
Character: Jean Pierre Polnareff
NSFW Below The Cut
CW: Bondage, Rough Sex, Hair Pulling, Face Fucking, Degradation, Anal Sex, Slight Dubcon (Not sure if this is considered dubcon but Iâll put it here just in case)
Female Reader
âM-Mmmm!â The petite (hair color) girl let out a loud moan of pleasure and slight pain as the muscular frenchman thrust his length into her hard, the bed creaking under them as she squirmed underneath him, held back by the rope binding her hands to the bedframe. âP-Polna-â
But she was cut off by another rough thrust, Polnareff quickly picking up the pace. Soon enough he was fucking her pussy without mercy, thrusting in and out of her at an almost inhuman pace as she let out desperate moans, barely able to form words as she begged for more, the man ruthlessly fucking her delicate form. âH-H-Harder-â (Name) whined in delight, and go harder he did. Fondling her soft breasts he rammed his cock deeper and deeper into her, the long, thick organ ravishing the insides of her pussy until she couldnât take it anymore, desperately moaning out his name until she practically exploded with cum, Polnareff releasing his own cum into her seconds later.
âP-Polnareff..â However the moment she laid down the girl was pulled up by the hair and pushed down onto her knees, his still hard member dangling in front of her face.
âIâm not done with you yet you slut.â Before she even had time to react the frenchman had grabbed the back of her head, ramming his cock down her throat at full speed, small choking sounds escaping her mouth as her tongue frantically licked his cock, sucking on it as fast as she could as the man continued fucking her face, not slowing down even for a second. A growl escaped the silver manâs lips demanding her to go faster to which she obliged, deepthroating his length until she had taken as much of it in her mouth as she can. As her tongue and lips continued to suck, his large cock began to throb in her mouth until he shot hot strings of cum down her throat which she swallowed every drop of, the man pulling away with a smirk. âGood girl. But I still havenât fucked all of your holes yet, mon Cheri..â
With that she was thrown back on the bed, laid on her stomach, her hands bound together tightly as he slipped his cock into her tight ass, not even bothering to lube it up as he mercilessly thrust in and out of the tight hole. âM-Mmmm! Mmmm..â all (Name) could do was moan and beg for more as he viciously pumped himself in and out of her, her small body writhing in pleasure as she moaned out his name like it was the only thing she could say. His dick began to throb once more as she squirmed underneath him, the man pulling out just as he was about to cum so he could release all over her back. âMmmm.. Polnareff..â
Untying her wrists he gently leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead, gazing lovingly into her (color) eyes with a soft smile. âGood girl.. I love you, mon amour..â Ever so gently he slid an arm around her tiny frame, (Name) smiling a bit and sleepily cuddling into him, letting him pepper a few kisses on her face as she slowly fell asleep in his muscular arms. âGoodnight, my sweet (Name).â
Fluff Prompt 3. Love, you're sick. Stay there, I'll take care of you.
Character: Giorno Giovanna
Non-binary Reader
The don's attention was diverted away from his work at the sound of his partner breaking into a violent coughing fit, a look of slight concern flashing across his features. "Tesoro, are you ok?"
"I-I'm fine.." the enby replied in a croaky, strained voice, their face pale and sickly. Without hesitation Giorno pressed his hand to his partner's forehead, not needing anymore confirmation that they weren't feeling well. Gently he picked (Name) up off the seat they were sat on, carrying them up to their shared bedroom and gently setting them down on the bed.
"Amore, you're sick.." Giorno murmured, pulling the cover over their shaky form and pressing his lips to their burning hot forehead. "Stay there, I'll take care of you." They could only nod softly in response, watching as he left the room, leaving the door slightly ajar behind him. It wasn't too long before the blonde man returned with a bowl of soup, some medicine and a cup of water. Setting down the tray on the nightstand he gently lay next to the enby, arms wrapping around them and holding them close, with little regard for whether he got sick.
"Here." Bringing the spoon up to their mouth he gently fed them, being far too weak to do it themself right now. Giorno smiled a bit as he watched them eat, his free hand gently stroking their hair. Usually he'd be more focused on his work but his sick partner was his main priority right now, he loved them too much to just leave them like this. The man was determined to nurse his lover back to health no matter how long it would take him.
"T-Thank you.." Their voice shook as they spoke but they smiled softly nonetheless before breaking out into another coughing fit, the taller mafioso gently rubbing their back as he brought the medicine up to their lips along with the cup of water. He gazed at them with a look of love and concern, he hated seeing them like this. He wasn't too concerned, it didn't seem to be anything serious, but he was still determined to take care of them.
"You're welcome." His soothing voice made them a feel a little better on it's own, his slender fingers gently running through their hair. "Why don't you take a nap? It'll help." They nodded softly in response, cuddling up to Giorno and slowly drifting off to sleep in his arms, murmuring a soft "I love you" before properly falling asleep, the don smiling warmly and gently kissing them on the temple.
this is so perfect for Dio, thank you anon :)
Fluff Prompt 9. You're the only person worthy of my love.
Character: Dio Brando
Male Reader
Dio was considered by most to be a cold, sadistic man. He murdered innocent people for his own amusement with little regard for anything other than himself. Most would consider him completely heartless, incapable of love for anyone and anything beside himself. However, this wasn't true. While it was true that Dio was cruel and ruthless, considering mostly everyone to be beneath him, there was one person. One person the cruel vampire considered an equal, one person he truly cared for, loved even.
Him.
(Name)'s glistening (color) eyes were closed as he peacefully slept, his arms sleepily wrapped around the taller vampire's muscular frame, Dio holding the sleeping man close to him. All was quiet in the mansion, his servants ordered not to make a sound while his lover rested. A soft smile slowly found it's way onto the blonde's lips, (Name) was so cute when he slept, he couldn't help himself as he reached down to place a kiss on his forehead.
"Mmm.." Slowly, his eyelids fluttered open, gorgeous (color) eyes staring back up at Dio. A sweet smile made it's way onto his face as he cuddled himself closer to the taller man, his muscular arms holding him close. Although, the peaceful moment only last a few moments before a small frown formed on the vampire's lips.
"My love, you're shivering." Without hesitation the man called up one of this minions to bring (Name) another blanket and run him a bath, gently wrapping it around his small body as he held him in his lap. "That's better.."
"Mmm.. Dio?" The man's golden eyes gazed down at the smaller boy in curiosity, gently running a slender hand through his hair as he cuddled closer to him. "I love you.."
A soft, genuine smile found it's way onto the vampire's face as he leaned down to press his lips to (Name)'s, his eyes filled with affection. "I love you too," his deep voiced hummed, "You're the only person worthy of my love." As cold and cruel as Dio was, he couldn't deny that he was in love with (Name), the only person he would ever consider an equal. "I love you, darling."
"Mmm.. I love you too Dio."
And when he did rule the world, his beloved (Name) would be right there by his side.
The other fanfic from my old blog, and one Iâm extremely proud of :) I hope you enjoy
CW: Misgendering (not from the duwang gang), insecurities, lots of fluff :)
Josuke is immediately accepting, asking what name and pronouns you want to go by, how he can make you more comfortable etc and reassuring you he supports you
Will not put up with anyone misgendering you. If itâs an accident heâll let it slide but if itâs on purpose, heâs throwing hands
MtF: Josuke loves calling you nicknames like gorgeous, doll, babygirl, cutie and the like, and loves to tell his friends how lucky he is to have such a cute girlfriend.
FtM: Would love it if you let him style your hair like his. Please do it he will be the happiest man alive
Non-binary: you told him once as a joke that NB stands for numerous bees, and now instead of partner he calls you honeybee. Youâre his honeybee and you canât change his mind
Okuyasu Nijimura
He may be a little confused at first but heâll be completely accepting and wonât hesitate to use your name and pronouns, probably telling you how much he likes your new name. Oku doesnât care how you identify as long as youâre happy
Heâll always respect your pronouns even if he gets it wrong the first few times. Heâs not very good at remembering things so you just need to be patient with him. If someone did misgender you on purpose though, he wouldnât let them get away with disrespecting the love of his life
MtF: Okuâs always wanted to have a cute girlfriend so he would be very happy (heâs still just as happy no matter his S/Oâs gender, though) he loves showering you with compliments and telling you how hot you are
FtM: If you ever doubt yourself or say youâre not a real man, Oku will assure you youâre completely wrong, youâre just as much of a man as anyone else and that he loves you no matter what
Non-binary: he thinks that you being non-binary is really cool, and he never hesitates to tell you how cool he thinks you are, and how much he looks up to you for being able to be yourself no matter what people think
Koichi Hirose
Koichi is a pretty open minded and friendly person, and he loves you no matter what, so you wouldnât have to worry about him not being accepting. He would reassure you that you had his full support and compliment the name you had picked for yourself
He wouldnât have any trouble using your name or pronouns and would quickly correct himself if he ever did get it wrong. He was usually pretty chill but when someone misgenders you he quickly becomes angry and will throw hands
MtF: Koichi could be quite shy when it came to affection but he loved to tell you how pretty you were, dropping little comments about how nice you looked today or how he liked the way you had done your hair
FtM: you two definitely wear each otherâs clothes a lot especially if youâre on the smaller side like he is. Your favourite thing to wear is his hoodie and if you needed clothes you felt comfortable in he would let you borrow his
Non-binary: Loves it when you pick him up, especially if youâre much taller than him (which you probably are) sometimes he just likes to sit in your lap and tell you what a great partner you are
Rohan Kishibe
Despite his arrogance he can be sweet when he wants to, one of the few moments he expressed genuine love was when you came out to him. Rohan took your hands in his, told you that he loved you more than anything and that your gender didnât matter to him as long as you were happy.
He has no problem with your pronouns or name and he really doesnât understand why anybody cares so much. If someone misgendered you on purpose he wouldnât stand for it, he may not show it much but he loves you very much and he wouldnât let anyone disrespect the love of his life
MtF: Rohan loves drawing you. At first you wouldnât like it and would tell him that (in your eyes) you werenât a real woman and he should find a real girl to draw. He quickly dismissed the idea, telling you you were just as much of a woman as any other woman and that no other woman could rival your beauty
FtM: Rohan considers himself something of a fashion expert so would probably insist on taking you shopping for clothes, picking out the most expensive ones he could find and telling you how handsome you looked in them, insisting on buying them for you no matter how expensive they were
Non-binary: The mangaka had never met a non-binary person before so he was fascinated by you, always wanting to draw you and even basing a Pink Dark Boy character off of you because of how amazing he thought you were
Yukako Yamagishi
Yukako is very accepting, there was no one in this world who she loved more than you and your gender didnât change that. Sheâd immediately ask you for your pronouns and name, and if you hadnât picked a name she would be happy to help
She doesnât hesitate to start using your proper name and pronouns, and if someone misgendered you she wouldnât put up with it one bit, especially if it was on purpose
MtF: Yukako would love to take you clothes shopping, do your hair, teach you how to do makeup etc and she would be very excited if you agreed. She would tell you how beautiful you looked in anything you wore and how pretty you were, with or without makeup
FtM: She loves to take you on dates, walk around town holding hands with you, anything to show off her perfect boyfriend. If youâre shorter than her she tells you she thinks itâs cute and that youâre still the perfect boyfriend no matter what
Non-binary: Yukako is very protective of you. She knows youâre insecure about your identity and reassures you often that youâre valid and that she completely sees you as the gender you are, not the one you were assigned at birth. She quickly becomes angry if someone misgenders you or makes an insensitive comment and as long as sheâs there that wonât happen
Masterpiece- Rohan Kishibe x reader (fluff prompt)
written for @not-correct-pokemonâ on my old blog
Fluff Prompt 25. Can I draw you?
Character: Rohan Kishibe
Female Reader
MASTERPIECE- Rohan Kishibe x reader
Sunlight shone through the window of (Name) and Rohanâs shared bedroom, illuminating her sleeping face. A small smile graced the mangakaâs lips as he gazed down at her resting form, her lips slightly parted as she slept. Gently, his slender hand reached down to touch her face, trailing itself along her cheek softly, not wanting to wake her up. He didnât show it much but he loved everything about her, from her bright (color) eyes that shimmered in the moonlight, her soft (color) hair that perfectly framed her beautiful (skin color) face, her sweet voice that he couldnât hear enough of. To him she was perfect, and he couldnât imagine himself with any woman apart from her.
Slowly, her glossy eyes fluttered open, looking up to meet his own with a warm, somewhat sleepy smile. âMmm.. morning, honey..â he smiled a little, the tall manâs slim hand gently cupping her soft face as he leaned down to place a small kiss on her forehead.
âGood morning.â Rohan hummed before standing up to go back to his office, setting himself down at his desk and flipping through his sketchbook, a small frown appearing on his face at the realization that he still didnât have any drawings of (Name). He knew she was quite self conscious so heâd never really asked, but she was far too beautiful for him not to. Picking himself up from his desk chair, the green haired man was about to go find her until he saw her stood outside of his office, âAh, (Name). I was about to go look for you.â Her smooth hair lightly flickered in the breeze from the open window next to her, her soft pink lips curling into a smile. âI have a small favor to ask you, my love.â
âYes?â (Name) queried sweetly, looking up at him with glimmering eyes.
âCan I draw you?â
A light blush quickly spread across her face, the woman fidgeting with her fingers nervously. âI-I donât know.. I mean..â she trailed off in surprise, unsure of what to say. After a few moments she spoke again, âI-Iâm not nearly pretty enough for that..â Rohan quickly shook his head at her statement, taking her petite hands in his own, bright green eyes locking with her own (color) ones.
âNonsense. I wouldnât be asking to draw you if that was true, now would I?â Gently trailing a thumb along one of her small, delicate hands he continued, âYouâre far from ugly, (Name). Youâre quite possibly the most stunning woman Iâve ever met. I..â Rohan paused for a moment before continuing. âI love you.â
âI love you too.â The petite, blushing girl smiled, pulling her taller boyfriend into a hug. âAnd yeah, you can draw me.â
âExcellent.â The man grinned, motioning for her to take a seat as he pulled out his sketchbook and began to sketch her. For a few moments the soft sound of pen scratching against paper filled the otherwise silent room till the man had completed his masterpiece, pridefully showing it to his (color) haired girlfriend. It didnât take him very long to draw at all, partially because he had used Heavenâs Door to make sure it was perfect. He could only have the best for his (Name) after all.
âR-Rohan..â The blush on her cheeks had now turned a dark shade of red, her (eye color) orbs staring down at the floor, flustered, before turning back up to him with a gentle smile. âItâs perfect.â
âWell of course it is, I drew it after all.â The mangaka smirked with pride before gently setting the picture down, taking the girlâs face in his slender hand as he leaned down to press a short but sweet kiss to her lips. âAnd because itâs a picture of you, my love.â
