People who left the "Dio kills his chimera servant for being gross at Poco's sister" scene with "Dio may be a bad person but he draws the line at teen assault" as their takeaway misinterpreted it so bad, it drives me a bit nuts. It was really more like "Dio is fine with teen assault but he draws the line at being annoying about it"
I'm just hearing about your sick cat! OMG I hope they're okay! If you're feeling up for the mini drabbles how about: Laundry, Embrace, or Pipsqueak?
Thank you Dio! He is an old boy with a lot of health problems. We are waiting to see how he does tonight, but it seems like a vet visit might be in the very soon future for us!
Laundry: Nate grimaces, looking over the semi-sorted piles of laundry in the room. "You really expect to find something clean in here?"
Trevor shrugs. "I mean, I don't. My sisters? They are definitely expecting me to go back down there in a clean shirt."
"I think clean-clean is pushing it," says Nate. He snatches a darker shirt off the pile and gives it a shake. "Go grab me the Fabreeze, man. I think this one will work."
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Embrace: Lucas clings to him, an unforgiving embrace, claws sunk into the back of Jackson's neck, deep red welling up around them. "I thought you were dead, I thought you were gone."
"Not quite," says Jackson. He presses a hand to the back of Lucas's head. "Sorry to worry you so much, kid."
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Pipsqueak: "Alright, pipsqueak, get on the horse," says Charles.
Jack's mouth twists back into a flash of bloodied teeth and he backs away further into the salt fields, arms folding over his chest. "Not happening, old man."
Charles cats a look up towards the sky, pulls in a deep breath, and tugs out his gun. The black barrel glints in the noon day light. "Let's try that again, pipsqueak. Get on the horse."
I'm running on two hours of sleep and have only watched five episodes of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, but as of now I definitely see Dio as someone who deliberately made himself into what he is now, and I don't think it's just stylistic flair that it's a mask of all things that he used to Become. Something something agency and identity.
(Warning: This contains lots of farting and some blood. If you don’t like mainly the first one, don’t read then).
Darkness. That was the only thing that was filling the room, and the only thing that could be seen by human eyes, thanks to the lack of any sort of light; be it from sunlight or from a candle. However, if one would know better, the first type of light would be lethal for the mighty being that was about to enter the chamber.
Another thing that was characteristic about this room was the strong smell of blood. It wasn’t exactly the type of blood that would come out of a rotting corpse or something like that, oh no; it was the smell of fresh blood. Blood that came out of several bodies of servants that were no longer of any use in this mansion, and maybe some blood that came from some unlucky bastards as well.
That’s exactly how Dio wanted it.
The vampire opened the door of the chamber without so much effort, only wearing his orange, crouchless pants as he made his way towards a lonely bathtub that was filled to the brim with fresh, rich blood. He has requested his most loyal minions to fill it up with the red liquid, for Dio was in the mood for a bath. A different type of bath, of course.
Smirking to himself, Dio began to slowly pull down his pants and to get rid of his green belts as well, tossing them to the side as he was completely naked now. His surprisingly plump and juicy ass was more visible now. Before he got into the bathtub, he took some time to rub the back of his neck. An act that he often did thanks to the admiration he had for his own perfect body.
However, he was mostly now in the mood for some relaxation rather than to flaunt his own body. Chuckling, the vampire with questionable fashion choices quietly climbed into the tub and with a small splash, he sank into the red liquid.
“Ahhh...Wonderful…” Dio sighed softly as the blood began to coat his body but not nearly enough to reach his chest. The liquid felt pretty warm and it smelt quite pleasant for him; quite a lot, in fact, for he sank one of his hands into the blood and began to lick it clean with his tongue, purring in delight as he enjoyed the flavor. A small trail of red slided out from the corner of his mouth.
While the bloodbath felt pretty delightful for Dio, he couldn’t help but feel that...something was missing. It all felt good, yeah, but he didn’t feel quite relaxed yet. He was considering bringing a book so that he could read it while he let his body soak in the blood, but then again, he spent most of the time reading on his bed. Besides, he didn’t want one of his books to get coated in blood too.
SIghing, the vampire threw back his head, letting it rest on the tub’s border as he closed his eyes. Maybe he could rest that way…
gUuuUUUUuuurrrrrgggglllrrrggg~
Suddenly, his stomach let out a rather loud gurgle that caused him to open his eyes in surprise. A frown appeared on his face as he ran his hand over his toned yet bubbling stomach. It seems that his last prey didn’t agree so well with him.
“Dammit…” He cursed, wincing a bit as his stomach churned loudly. He could feel the gas bubbling inside of him, eager to get out, Sighing, Dio rolled over, laying on his belly before he grunted a bit.
ppppPPPPPPRRRRRRTTTTTTTTT!!
Just like that, a fairly small but really fetid fart bursted out of his ass, having a strong, vomit inducing smell of roadkill that the vampire quickly got a whiff of as soon as some bubbles popped out from the blood. The stench was even visible to his view, causing Dio to groan in disgust as he pinched his nose.
“How foul…” He muttered, fanning the smell away while still pinching his nose. He jumped a bit as his stomach let out another gurgling sound, clearly not quite empty of gas yet.
“Tch. Good thing no one is watching me do this…” He huffed before grunting again, preparing another stinky blast.
Instead of just one, as Dio was expecting, two farts bursted out from his behind, clearly way bigger than the first one; both in sound, length and stink. More bubbles came out from the blood, popping with a squelchy noise as the air was starting to get plagued by the swampy stench of Dio’s farts. However, instead of groaning with repulse like he did before, he simply let out a small sigh of relief once the gas died down.
“This feels...very relieving, actually…” He admitted quietly, feeling himself getting used to the nauseating smell of blood mixed with his horrid gas.
However, judging by the loud bubbling coming from his gassy guts, Dio still had a lot left to release. A malicious smirk appeared on his face as he ran a hand on his stomach before cocking his hip slightly.
“Unnfff~!” The vampire bit his lip to stifle a moan as he released a noxious, loud and horrid gas bomb. The blood bubbling uncontrollably as the stench got even more visible and thicker. And speaking about that, the smell of Dio’s gas was becoming really, really bad. It smelt like an entire buffet of rich, expensive food had gone rotten and thrown away into a septic tank; and it only became worse the more it lingered, lasting for almost 20 seconds.
“Ohhh, that was a bad one~” Dio laughed as he stuck out his tongue before fanning his ass in a joking manner, clearly having a kick with how awful and powerful his farts were.
Since his ass was sticking out from the fart-polluted blood, another rancid gas bomb went past his cheeks, causing them to clap a bit as the whole place was becoming a noxious gas chamber that no human could be able to withstand; no matter how strong their nose was.
After that, Dio lazily rolled so that he could be laying on his back again. His stomach was still churning with gas, but it was a bit more quiet this time around. With a small scoff, the vampire laid his arms on both sides of the tub before he lifted his legs a little.
This time, he let out three smaller farts. They still made some bubbles appear and carried the same smell of roadkill and swamp water with them, but it wasn’t as intense and deathly as Dio would’ve liked it to be. In fact, he was actually very disappointed that these farts weren’t as explosive as his previous ones, causing the vampire to huff in anger.
“Hmph. That can’t be all I have left.” He growled before he tried to push out another one.
poooooot!
Now that one was just ridiculous. It didn’t even smell bad!
Dio huffed as he threw his head back, pouting in disappointment. How the hell was he supposed to get that one out? Maybe he wasn’t trying hard enough. Or maybe he actually ran out of gas. Or maybe-
GUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRGGGGGGGGLLLLLLLLLL~!
Dio’s train of thoughts was interrupted as his stomach let out one hell of a monster gurgle, which made him get startled as his eyes widened in surprise. It sounded similar to a volcano that was about to erupt with bubbling hot lava...Or gas, in this case.
However, instead of being stunned, his smirk grew wider as he could feel all of that gas churn and bubble inside of him, just wanting to explode out of his ass in freedom.
This was going to be a big one. He could feel it.
Not wasting any more time, Dio lifted both of his legs again. The gurgling got insanely loud as he shut his eyes tightly. “HnnNGH!!”
Just like that, Dio released what could only be described as a true nuke of stink. The blood bubbled without any control, making it resemble a red jacuzzi. Some of the blood even splashed out of the tub thanks to the fart’s strength. The smell was completely visible now, taking the form of a thick, disgusting green fog that filled up the whole room with an ungodly smell. And the smell...Words couldn’t do it justice. It smelt like a bunch of skunk sprayed rotting corpses mixed with spoiled milk and rotten eggs were left into the burning sun in a thick, foggy swamp, and that would be putting it kindly! It was an absolutely devastating smell. A human could perish, or lose their sanity at best, if they even got a single whiff of it.
It was a stench of pure death that only someone like Dio could handle (which makes sense, considering it came out of his own gas).
Meanwhile, the vampire was in complete bliss as that massive ass bomb was filling up the entire chamber with his own stink, grunting loudly in pleasure as the fart kept going for a total of 60 seconds; until finally, it came to a sputtering end.
Dio was panting heavily by the time he finished ripping ass. The whole place smelt like hell (literally) and it was going to take months until the air was safe to breathe again. Not that the vampire minds it though, since he finally felt relaxed just as he desired.
“Ahhhh…” He sighed in relief as he put his hands over his head so that he could lay it on them. “Much better~”
Dio laughed with malice before he closed his eyes, basking into the horrid smell of the chamber as he began to relax once more.
Although, he probably relaxed a bit too much with that one, considering that was the only fart that actually slipped out of him by accident. The vampire simply chuckled, purring as he let out several more toxic and large farts in the tub; creating a perfect, bloody and really stinky jacuzzi all for himself.
