Hello! I got motivated to making a selfship/lovecore blog dedicated to my love of the fine men and women in JoJos! I’m really shy about this, and probably won’t put my own content in the general tags (for now at least), but I’ll try to post small doodles and thoughts from time to time! I’d also love to hear others’ thoughts! I’m hoping this blog will help me come out of my shell a little bit and interact with others in the community 💖
A little bit more about myself and the purpose of this blog:
❤ I’m Riley! Any pronouns will do for me~
❤ 26 slutty, slutty years of life, hoping for many more slutty, slutty years~
❤ I started watching JoJo back in 2020, but only really got into it mid 2021! And boy did the hyperfixation hit hard lol. Parts 3 and 4 are my faves so far!
❤ This blog will have memes, scenarios, fanart, general thoughts, and lovecore/similar aesthetic posts
❤ What I have things tagged as
❤ To reiterate, this blog will be NSFW at times! Minors and ageless blogs please respect my boundaries and DNI to keep myself and you safe! This is non-negotiable! Minors and blogs with no ages or indication of being an adult listed in their bios or pinned posts will be blocked if found following me. If you’re not comfortable with listing your age publicly, you can shoot me a message telling me you’re an adult.
❤ All characters in NSFW situations are assumed to be at least 25 years of age and are consenting adults. NSFW will be tagged with “from the puss” for my posts or “wfsn” for others’ posts. Posts that toe the line will be tagged with “risque”.
❤ Tell me if you need something tagged, I can’t guarantee I’ll always remember but I’ll try my best to and don’t mind getting reminders if I accidentally forget!
❤ This blog is meant to be a comfortable and positive space in which I can freely express my thoughts and share with others. If you have a problem with me it costs 0 dollars to just block me and move on. We all have a limited time on this earth, don’t waste it with hateful messages.
❤ Other general DNI: No exclusionists, terfs/swerfs, truscum/transmeds, proana/ed, fandom gatekeepers, cryptoweirdos, MAPS/NOMAPS, or general behavior of the asshole variety. This is a positive and accepting space and I do not want your rancid presence tainting it :)))) Also do not try to drag me into discourse, I will ignore it <3
💖 Have the loveliest of lovely days, I am manifesting good vibes for you and yours 💖
If I were in a horror movie, being chased by the killer I’d fall accidentally right onto his dick with my pussy so he could murder me in a different way
"Are you sure Anasui can keep watch?" You whisper against Weather's lips. You're perched on his lap, his hands holding your hips and grinding you against his thighs. Weather hums low in his chest.
"Positive" Weather says plainly. His voice breathy from the heavy make out session you have been having. "We dont have much time though"
"Thats why I prepped before I got here" you murmur, grinding yourself against Weather's aching cock. He shutters from the pressure, fingers. You smile, removing your hands from around his neck to run down his chest and stomach to his belt. "Been thinking about you all day"
Weather smirks, leaning forward to kiss and lap at your neck as you undress him. You only undress what you need, being in a prison makes intamacy difficult. Youd love to take your time with him. Watch as Weather Report crumples beneath your touch. Make those peircing eyes water and that sensual voice break.
You grasp Weather's heated length, moaning at how warm he feels. His skin is velvet that you wish to taste. The head of him dripping down your knuckles as you begin to stroke him. Weather tips his head forward, resting on your shoulder as he moans lowly. His whole body shuttering as he attempts to push your pants down enough to get inside you.
You pull away from him with a parting kiss, standing to undress your bottom half and sit on his lap again. Your heart pounds against your rib cage as you gyrate your hips against him. Weather's breath fans hotly over your face.
"I said we didnt have much time" weather near growls, reaching between the two of you to guide himself to your wet entrance. Getting lube was the hardest and most rewarding thing youve done yet.
"Theres enough time to tease you a little"
You gasp as you sink down on his cock. Even with the prep you had given yourself before meeting him, it was a stretch. The burn of pain and passion blinded you, your voice cracking as he filled you to the brim. You could feel yourself stretching to take him, feeling speared in half but still needing more.
Weather reached a single hand to rest against the back of your skull, pulling you into a searing kiss as he allowed for you to get used to the feeling of being stuffed.
"No. Youre going to take what I give you." Weather whispers into your lips. His free hand rests on your hip. Weather thrusts himself up into you deeper, pulling a mangled whine from your throat. "And you take me so well. And its been so long"
You move slowly, gripping Weather's shoulders as you bounce on his cock. Desperate to feel every inch and vein he offers you. You whine weakly, trying to stay quiet as you hide away in his cell.
"Too long" you agree, fingers digging into his skin as you ride him for all hes worth.
Weather meets you half way on every thrust, his lips stay firmly pressed to yours as he moans into your mouth. His hands running along every inch of your body, feeling what he can not see. You know he longs to get you fully undressed beneath him. To ravish you as he sees fit. You clench at the fantasy of being at his mercy.
"Fuck"
Its rare to hear Weather curse, and the lilt of his voice makes you quiver. You pull away from the kiss in favor of burying your face in his neck. Enjoying the familiar scent of fresh air and bland soap and his musk.
Your eyes roll back as Weather places his hands just beneath your thighs. Lifting and dropping you on his cock effortlessly.
"You feel so fucking good" Weather growls, his head tossed back. His eyes are screwed shut overwhelmed by the heat your sex has him enveloped in. "Cant wait to fuck you properly. Take my time with you"
Weather's voice is in your ear, his hot breath fanning across your neck as he whispers praises and filthy things to you. Your toes curl and your stomach tightens. It takes so much effort to do anything but be washed away by where he is taking you. All you can do is moan and hold om to your lover.
"You look so pretty on my cock"
"I love hearing you moan my name"
"Youre making me feel so good. Im going to cum soon"
Its all tok much. His voice, the praise, the steady drive of his cock. You cum with a muffled groan, biting your fist to keep quiet. Your orgasm washed through you and up your spine, your whole body shaking as you mindlessly kiss at Weather's neck.
"Thats it...come for me." He coos, fucking your through your orgasm until youre twitching in his arms. "Im close. Where-"
"Inside please" you whine, weakly lifting your hips to help him along. "I want it inside Weather please"
Weather chuckles lowly, kissing your temple before guiding your hips along his length. He fucks you so gently and so deep. Making you take him to the hilt on every pass. You moan weakly, uncaring if Anasui who sits just outside, hears you. Youre oversensitive and overwhelmed. The smell of him, the feeling of him driving into you. Its all too much
Tears prick at your eyes as Weather's thrusts lose their steady rhythm. His own moans falling from his lips as he uses you to reach his high. His cum spilling inside of you as he shutters with a call of your name.
You both sit on his bed panting hard. Your tears staining his shirt.
Weather pulls away just enough to look you in the eye. He brushes your tears away with a small smile.
"Okay?"
You nod and rest your head on his shoulder again, absolutely exausted.
"We cant stay like this for long" you say mournfully. Wishing you had more time to cuddle and kiss your lover. Weather Rubs your back.
I’m sorry for the delay in writing this letter. My hands have just been so cold today… I tried writing this to you with gloves on, but I realized it makes it much more difficult to write. I tried warming them up by blowing into my hands, and while that warmed them up for a little while my hands went right back to feeling so cold. I wish I could be near you… Being close to you always warms me up… Not just my hands but my entire body too. I’d love to place my hands on your face, but I wouldn’t want to make you get all cold too. I hope we can cuddle soon… I always warm up best when you’re by my side. I hope you’re staying warm too while we’re apart.
i hc that although jotaro might not like a loud woman outside of bed he really enjoys it when his partner makes noise for him while he’s pounding them into the mattress
HE WANTS TO HEAR WHAT HE DOES TO YOUUU I endorse it 💗
“Jo— taro—“ you cried, gripping the sheets underneath you so tight that you could hear the fabric whining between your fingers, you could’ve shredded the threading in this moment, “— fuck!”
he was grunting, too, both hands clamped over the expanse of your shoulders and shoving you into a deeper arch, forcing your face into the pillows while his powerful hips snapped against yours at such a velocity that you couldn’t help but scream for him, “Keep it up,” he barked, squeezing your shoulders as he pulled you back to meet a particularly merciless thrust, and you squealed, one of your hands fleeing to press your palm flush to the headboard— afraid that he might fuck you right through the mattress itself, “keep screaming my fucking name, that’s the only thing you need to remember, the only thing you need to cry out — those three syllables.”
you mewl in submission, allowing his name to fall from your couplet like molasses, a sordid mantra, a broken record, as loud as he would let you. you knew from personal experience that if he got tired of the way you whined for him, he’d clamp his massive hand over your mouth and tell you it was quiet time. however, as long as he would let you— as long as he was relishing in the sound of your pleasure, you’d scream and show him just how good it felt to be ruined.
