Just thinking about the jjba dilfs is doing something to me

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Just thinking about the jjba dilfs is doing something to me
i wanna get fucked by dio's dilf cock,,, him bending me over a desk or any surface and just fucking into my slutty little cunt,,, wanna be bred by him and getting tongue fucked after until my abused hole starts gushing around him while he tells me what a whore i am,, sorry im just very horny rn (´-﹏-`;)
gooood i love me some mean dilfs
hey dio are you a himbo or a dilf or both please confess please admit it i didn't watch this show just to thirst on all the hot guys for nothing you fucking cockney hot bastard
This is not a roleplay blog... although I have found myself channeling a frankly terrifying amount of Dio’s chaotic energy in running it.
That said, Dio is obviously a himbo, but himbos and dilfs are not mutually exclusive.
You can’t wear a cape like that and strike a pose like that and hang out on a fucking rooftop like that and *not* be a himbo. But Dio’s also like 150 years old and also *apparently* (because i can’t help being spoiled on this goddamn property) sired at least one child, and I would very much like to fuck him, so clearly he’s also a dilf.
Best of both Za Warudos.
Now I'm just thinking about lawyer Dio with graying hair. Like damn, he'd look so good.
Oh, yes he would.
Dio is the type to dye his hair when he starts to notice grey hairs but put it off for a while because he was busy with a case. So when he's about to dye his grey-streaked hair, you come up to him and say.
"I think you look sexy like that."
"I'm getting old, (Y/n)."
"I don't give a damn, I ready call you Daddy in bed."
"How brazen of you."
"Dioooo, can't you keep it for a little bit longer? For me~?"
It wasn't hair to convince Dio to rock the grey streaks in his hair, especially when he slicked his hair back and wore his suits. It made you wanna jump on him before he went to work.
Bedtime stories near the fireplace
Au where Dio never became a vampire and became a dilf lawyer instead. Also happy Father’s Day and I hope this was good!.
Throughout Dio’s horrible childhood of poverty and abuse given to him by his shitty father one thing was always clear to him. If he had ever had a child of his own he’d make sure they were his prime focus in life and be damn sure they would NEVER have to go through what he’d been through. Why might this be important?…..well right before he was about to once again give poison to mr.joestar and Jonathan was about to discover it Dio got surprising news.
Turns out he got a woman pregnant and now she had his child that she didn’t want. Yeah…..his plans for world domination and murder quickly changed after that to getting his degree and raising his child while also not giving a shit for societal standards for the time.
⭑・゚゚・*:༅。.。༅:*゚:*:✼✿ ✿✼:*゚:༅。.。༅:*・゚゚・⭑
“I’m home!.” Echoed through the small London house as Dio took off his coat and slipped out his shoes into a pare of slippers. The legal battle he had just gotten back from was brutal to say the least but he had won as usual. “Ah Dio!, how was the case today?” Jonathan asked emerging from Dio’s kitchen as the lawyer signed while putting down his briefcase.
“Same as usual jojo.” He grumbled before adding “though….thanks for looking after y/n today. The damn person who was supposed to come today canceled”. “It’s really no problem brother. She was an angel” Jonathan said warmly making Dio then smile, he was glad that you weren’t like him when he was a child…..or else the cat might’ve ended up in the oven. “Oh fiddlesticks!, sorry to cut the conversation short but I have to go!.” Jonathan said hurriedly putting on his coat making Dio chuckle in amusement as his brother hurriedly threw on his giant coat and then bolted out the house.
Now seemingly alone Dio sighed and moved to sit on the nearby red velvet couch, the fireplace was still lit and helped melt away his anxiety. He closed his eyes not caring that he might pass out and listened to the crackle of the fire until he felt a gentle nudge on his leg. “Dad, are you up?” He suddenly heard you say making him open his eyes, you stood at his legs somewhat shyly while also holding a book that he recognized to be your favourite bedtime stories.
“Y/n what are you doing up so late?” He asked sitting up and then gently picking you up from the ground and putting you in his lap, “I couldn’t fall asleep when uncle jojo put me to bed” you admitted making your father then smile and mumble “well i suppose no ones better than I Dio when it comes to getting you to bed”. “So….is it alright if you read me a story?” You asked holding up the book and opening it up to a bookmarked page, the story on the page was one he often read to you and was coincidentally also his favourite when he was a child.
“Dear you don’t even have to ask” he answered adjusting you in his lap before going to the beginning of the story. “So you want me to read the story of Aladdin again tonight?” He asked looking down at you, you smiled and nodded making him smile in turn. “You really like this story huh?, is there any particular reason why?” He prodded making you think for a moment, you seemed a bit embarrassed for a moment but answered “it’s because it reminds me of how you were taken in by grandpa joestar….also I wanna someday visit the far off places in the book”.
After hearing your response Dio felt his heart melt into a puddle along with any lingering thoughts of his long day. You truest were the best thing that has ever happened to him. “Well, I’ve asked enough questions I’ll read now” he said quickly with a soft blush on his cheeks making you giggle at his hurried response.
He then began reading the story not knowing that by the second page you had already fallen asleep in him arms.