I started this account to write smut, but quickly became obsessed with matchups, so those are my biggest focus right now. I would totally love to do trades for matchups, head cannons, drabbles, etc...!
I'm a very inexperienced writer, and this account is basically my first attempts, so please be patient and polite if you do decide to request something from me. The list of fandoms I'll write for will slowly increase as I watch more shows, movie series, anime, but if you have a random character from some movie/show you don't know if I've seen, just DM and ask if I can do it.
I've linked my cashapp account Incase y'all want to tip, but it's obviously not required. Though, trades are very much appreciated if you wanna give me something in return for a matchup or the like.
What I will write
-NSFW
- Any Genders/Sexualities
- Non-cannon sexualities and genders for characters
What I won't write
- NSFW of characters under 18
- NSFW for people under 18
- Non-con, underage, abuse, yandere, g0re/vi0lence in relation to sex, 1ncest, scat, vomit
hiiiiiii…….wats up….😊😊😊😊😊 who’s yr favourite preacher character. do you have any headcanons or thoughts or opinions. hi. i’m starving
AHH sorry I'm responding so late but ohmygod where do I begin. About twoish? years ago I finally acquiesced to my oldest brother's suggestions to read Preacher, he had the whole thing in these two massive omnibuses. I read through it throughout a few months, to be honest it took me a second to really get into it. But as soon as I finished it, I immediately read it all over again. And then again a while later. And then over the last few months I've been buying the smaller books for myself (complete set now😈😈😈) and rereading it again.
Preacher, and all of its characters are so near and dear to my heart, so choosing favourites is suuuuuper difficult for me. However, after thinking for a while, I've got two that I think were the most compelling to me. Jesse, and Jody.
You might think choosing the main character is a cop-out, but I think it's really a testament to how great Jesse is as a protagonist. Most of the time, especially in comics and manga, I feel like the protagonists are a bit bland. My biggest criticism with many series, throughout every form of media and storytelling, is how often it feels like protagonists are a plain, empty vessel that the story is told through, but they don't really actively do anything themselves, they just react. Like the story is happening to them, and they're just being pulled through it helplessly. Preacher, and its three main protagonists, not just Jesse, are not like that. They have so much personality beyond just being "the good guys" without conversely being a stereo typical anti-hero. Jesse is not "cut from the cloth of the fuzzy-edged anti-hero that dominates so many alternative comics; [Jesse] is a highly moral man on a quest to navigate a highly immoral world," as Preacher's editor, Axel Alonso put it.
Much more under the cut lol.
Agency is something that a lot of protagonists seem to lack these days, bad things happen and they have to fight the big bad or they and everyone they love will die. Often it's not really a choice. Jesse didn't have to pick a fight with fucking God, and put himself and the people he loved in danger. He knew that the almighty had to pay for all the wrong he did by humanity, and he was going to make him. Agency, as well, is something a lot of love interests lack, so seeing Tulip, another of my favs of course, have a mind and will and flaws of her own, and ACTIVELY fight for her right to make her own choices and help Jesse even if he didn't want her to, was cool. Like there's a whole plot point dedicated to her being pushed aside as if she can't do anything, which I'm sure was a subtle call-out on Garth Ennis's behalf, towards other comic writers and their damsel in distress love interests. (Which does have its place, I'm not necessarily saying it's always a bad thing.) Still. Tulips solos ur fav.
Anyways, so many "edgy" protagonists end up going the route of just being terrible people with one slightly heroic goal, making them hard to root for, I.e, Deadpool, Dexter, Walter White, (controversial opinions oop). Jesse, at the core, is a good man, no way around it. And in the world of comics where even the most heroic of heroes are actually kinda the worst a lot of the time, that's rare. To have a man be pushed to the edge over and over and over again, and choose what's right, every time. And yes, unlike many protagonists would think, (*cough cough Batman*) sometimes that choice is to put someone down before they have the potential to hurt more people. You cannot from any angle look at Si Coltrane, Jody or Quincannon and say that they didn't deserve what they got, or that it wasn't the safest option for humanity in general lmao. I love that Jesse, while being discriminating in who he kills, does not subscribe to the "if you kill them, you're just as bad as they are🥺🥺🥺" mentality that so many protagonists have.
Beyond that, he's just plain cool in a way a lot of modern characters don't attempt to be anymore. I was just talking about the cliches I hate, but yes, sometimes the badass John Wayne type manly man is just fucking cool. Jesse just has the depth and writing to benefit from that aesthetic, and be compelling in other ways as well. He's classic, but not basic if that makes sense.
Also, he canonically eats pussy and reads feminist literature so yeah.
On the other hand, I'm struggling to put into words why I like Jody so much without coming off as a freak simp. I think for me it's again because he's a blast from the past for antagonists, like Jesse is a prototypical yet unique hero. By that I mean, we're solidly in the era of sympathetic villains. A lot of times, it makes the plot just a little weak, and again, makes it hard to root for the hero. There was a small time in which edgy heroes and sympathetic villains, in stories that blurred the line between good and bad was a new, shiny, exciting idea, and it worked. But, I think that at the end of the day, though it sounds naive and childish, a good guy vs a bad guy is just kinda how a story has to work most of the time lmao. We want someone to root for, and someone to hate.
Anyways, back to sympathetic villains, Jody is not one. He is unashamedly, even proudly, violent, cruel, abusive and disgusting. He is a character in which you come to terms with the idea that no matter why he is the way he is, what happened to him, how he was raised, it doesn't matter. He is evil to the point that there's no way, no matter what you learn about him, it could change your opinion or make him "better", so Garth Ennis doesn't even try. We don't need to know about why he is the way he is, because he is what he is, and that's evil. He has no higher goal like Starr, no self-justification for his acts like Cassidy, isn't doing it for love or admiration of someone like Featherstone. He's just evil. And shit, some people just are.
We're also (sort of) in the time of villains that kinda lack being bad in any way other than being killers or megalomaniacs. We have the sexy evil "I'm a serial murderer but I'd never hurt a woman" anime antagonists, the "I'm trying to rule the world but am still somehow not cruel or mean in any other aspect" supervillains, and the "I'm terrible but I was abused as a child so now you feel bad for me" guys in everything. Not Jody. He just fucking sucks. He's a bigoted, misogynist, rapey, abusive asshole who happily tortured Jesse throughout his childhood. I think in a lot of cases, modern stories act like the ideologies that lead to murderous, controlling and cruel behavior don't go hand in hand with other negative ideologies, like racism. They all stem from the same mindset. They're just subjects nobody seems to want to touch unless it's a show or movie specifically made to handle it, even though we deal with these things every day in real life.
And like Jesse, he's still so cool. The Good Ol' Boys special issue (which I own by itself outside of the volumes too hee heeðŸ¤ðŸ¤ðŸ¤) really cemented how much I love his character. Cause Garth Ennis really is like "uhhhhh he's super strong and can kill a gorilla and all these terrorists and is really smart too and good at everything and a good fuck" while still not diluting how much he fucking sucks still. A cool, unashamedly evil antagonist, which makes him even cooler. And I love that panel where he kills the guy with the motor of the boat lol.
But like, now that I'm done glazing him cause I love him, he's still not as cool as Jesse, he's in fact a little pathetic lmao. He's all about this macho, suck it up, be your own man energy that he tries to impart onto Jesse, while not living up to it himself. At the end of the day, he essentially lives in servitude. He does whatever Marie L'Angell wants, as it's said his family has, for centuries. He says it himself, he'd die for her. And he drags T.C. around with him because, I think, he wants someone weaker than him around to make himself feel even cooler and bigger and stronger, and to hype him up. The bit where T.C. is about to die and calling out for Jody because he knows he's stronger, is exactly what T.C. does for both Jody in their lives, and as a character overall. T.C.'s whole character exists to be gross, and to make Jody look cooler by comparison.
Anyways, I could similarly write an essay for Tulip, Cassidy, Christine, Herr Starr and Featherstone, but that's all for now.
A smutty story in which the reader has some fun with Cioccolata and Secco, post-mission. Fem Reader.
AN: I'm really bad at cold opens, so the intro is a little long, sorry!
It had been a long, weird, violent mission and you were exhausted from the day. Images of the victims of Green Day stuck in your mind, replaying over and over. You had seen a lot of bad things as an assassin for Passione, but even beyond the stand itself, the pure joy on the face of its user as he watched them die was...horrifying. Thankfully, the team-up was almost over. Your target was dead, but you were still in Vicenza, a couple hundred miles north from your usual territory. You had reluctantly agreed to stay in a hotel for the night before going home, to rest. However, you were unsure how well you could truly rest and relax with the two freaks not far off in another room, a few doors down from yours.
However, as you finally plopped down onto your bed after a shower, there was a knock at the door. You groaned. Hopefully it was just room service, and you could tell them to leave. But as you got to the door and looked through the peep hole, you saw Cioccolata standing there, his image warped by the fisheye lens of the glass. With a sigh, you opened the door.
"So cold, we only had a little offer for you," he said with a grin, his eyes landing on your still wet hair. "Ah, already nice and clean, perfect!"
You held back a grimace. This was how the entire weekend had gone. He, and his partner, were invasive, always too close, or too blunt, too honest about their sick urges. But it was only going to get worse, you realized, as he spoke again, that familiar intensity in his eyes as he leaned a little closer.
"See, Secco and I have become rather...interested in you. It's very rare that Secco is enthusiastic to let somebody else play with us, but he's quite taken with you. I have to seize the opportunity and ask, of course." A mixture of feelings rose inside you as you understood his meaning. Play with them? Like that? You knew of course they were in a relationship, they didn't bother to hide it, to the point where you even had to look away at times as they got frisky. But, you always did sort of want to look. You thought it was just a morbid curiosity but now, as heat rose to your cheeks, you thought maybe it was something else.
Taking your silence and slight flush as a positive sign, Cioccolata placed a hand on your shoulder, gripping it tightly. "See! I knew you would be a perfect third! Secco will be so pleased," he smiled, his hand sliding up to hold the side of your neck, "this will be his first time with a woman, I believe."
Shifting on your feet slightly, you gently remove his hand from your neck with your own, only for him to grip your wrist instead.
"Cioccolata-, I'm not sure this is a good idea. I mean, both of us being in Passione and all..."
He laughed, placing your hand on his chest and holding it there firmly. "We're a criminal organization my dear, there's no HR department. We can fuck who we please. You are single aren't you? I won't have to worry about any spurned lover coming after Secco and I?" His fingers tightened around your own, and his grin intensified to a level you had only seen before when somebody was dying.
"I am. I guess...it's alright," I concede, before remembering something, "as long as you don't try to record it or anything!"
"I wouldn't dare," he replied, though not very convincinly. With that his grip on your hand tightened and he began to lead you away, only stopping for a moment to let you close your door. "I suppose that's necessary, as you won't be coming back to it tonight."
Your stomach sank slightly at that, but the other growing heat low in your belly overpowered the fear. Ciocolatta threw open his own room's door with a flourish. There, Secco, laying on the end of the bed, jumped up with a cry of excitement as he saw who his master had brought along.
"HAH, she said yes-!"
Before you could react he lunged for you, grabbing your by your shoulders and pressing your down to the floor with a thud, ignoring your shriek of surprise. "Hee hee, ha ha HA," his fingers fumbled at your pants, ultimately ripping the zipper apart and popping the button off. Panicked, you tried to kick him off, only for your foot to sink into his gut, and make him whine in pleasure without budging an inch.
As soon as his fingers grabbed onto the elastic of your panties, his weight on top of you vanished. Cioccolata hoisted him backwards by the scruff of his neck like a disobedient dog, depositing him on the bed.
"Now now Secco, you're scaring her!" He scolded, though his tone implied he had enjoyed the display. "She's not like us, women need time to get ready, to feel relaxed."
"Boring! I'm ready now!" Secco barked in frustration, his hands twitching like he was still eager to tear your clothes away. Meanwhile you pulled yourself up, your pants hanging open at the top from his excitement.
"This was a mistake, I need to go," you said quickly, heart thumping in your chest. Cioccolata's eyes snapped towards you with an expression of anger that he quickly forced into a soothing grin. He crossed the room, taking your hands in his and pressing himself close to you before you could make towards the door.
"But Secco was just excited, that's all. He didn't mean it, you aren't going to disappoint him now, are you?" He led you back towards the the bed gently, determined to keep you here. With a meaningful glance at Secco, the man scrambled off the bed to make room. He peered at you from beside Cioccolata as he pressed you gently into your back on the sheets. "Secco just isn't used to women. He doesn't know how to treat them."
Secco snorted, but another glare from Cioccolata schooled him into silence.
"Why don't I...give him a little lesson," his fingers slowly trace from your shoulders, to your neck, over your breasts, down to your exposed panties, then gripping the hem of your pants tightly, "show him what he needs to know?"
You took a deep breath, looking up at the pair above you. Cioccolata's eyes were both intense, and cold, as if you were a specimen under a microscope. Secco's were wild, scanning every part of you with a dog-like hunger. You shouldn't do this. You really, really, shouldn't do this.
"Alright."
Both of them grew almost giddy at your answer, and Cioccolata pulled down your pants, unceremoniously tossing them aside. Secco's eyes followed the garment for only a moment before they turned to your bare legs.
"Good girl. Now, don't forget, we have our little hierarchy all figured out. And while Secco is my pet, you're below both of us on this totem pole."
What he meant by that your weren't sure, but you were cut off by a gasp as he slid your panties down to your knees.
"I'll start by showing Secco what we're dealing with."
Lifting your legs, pleased by your lack of resistance, he pulled the panties the rest of the way down. When they were free, he handed them to Secco. The man immediately held them up like a prize, inspecting them, before holding them against his nose and inhaling deeply.
"Ha, smells like girl." He pulled them inside out, and licked a long stripe up the crotch unashamedly.
"How sweet, you're so voracious, Secco my boy," Cioccolatta praised, "but focus." He suddenly wrenches your legs apart making, you gasp again in surprise.
"Hey, don't go so fast!"
Cioccolata ignored your protest, nudging Secco to get him to watch. Cioccolata's right hand moved to splay over your pussy, a single finger prodding at the soft flesh just above your entrance.
"This is the mons pubis, cute and soft, but not what we'll focus on." Secco nodded in raot attention. His eyes were fixed on your pussy, so intensely it made you blush and look away. You felt like an experiment, and grew even more flustered as two of Cioccolata's long fingers spread your folds apart with clinical professionalism. "This is the real treasure Secco, this tight hole right here, the vagina. Oh, she's already a little wet, how sweet. See, they lubricate themselves involuntarily when they're turned on, to make the coitus easier. The human body is miraculous, isn't it?"
Secco nodded, a disturbingly wide, toothy grin on his face as he leaned in closer to you.
"Can I touch her?" His hand ghosted hesitantly towards your core, as he looked to his master for approval.
"Ask her, not me," Cioccolata replied with a small smile. Secco's eyes never met your as he looked back to your folds, focused entirely on your exposed entrance.
"Can I touch you, please?"
You replied embarrassingly fast.
"Yes, yes, you can-"
You whined lowly as Secco casually thrust his pointer finger inside you, as deep as he could get it. He twisted his finger experimentally, clearly unpracticed.
"Feels warm, and tight. Not squeezing me as much as an asshole though," he relays, looking to Cioccolata with his finger still inside you.
"She can change that. Go on, give him a little clench, dear," Cioccolata commanded gently, but with absolute authority. It was clear he was used to his pets obeying him without question. With a small noise of understanding, you clenched around Secco's finger.
"Oh, I felt it! Do it again!"
Cioccolata laughs.
"Keep your finger there Secco, let me show you something else," Cioccolata instructs, bringing his own finger to his mouth. He licked it, leaving a string of saliva on the pad of finger, before pressing it down against your clit firmly. You jump slightly at the combined sensations.
"This little button is the clitoris," he explains, beginning to gently circle it with his finger, "it's incredibly sensitive, and the easiest way to elicit sexual pleasure in a female. It's like the prostate in yourself."
Secco nods, removing his finger from your now moist entrance, and pushing his masters finger away so he can rub you clit himself.
"Greedy," Cioccolatta chides, but with an air of amusement. Secco's fingers are much less gentle, much less practiced. He presses and rubs your clit with an intensity bordering on uncomfortable, until you close your legs with a yelp.
"N-not so hard Secco!"
Cioccolata laughs as Secco's lips curls in annoyance.
"Forgive him, he's just experimenting. But seeing him so excited has made me excited as well, so let's move on the the main course. My anatomy lesson seems to have gotten you ready enough to take me."
Cioccolatta undoes his pants with casual assuredness, pulling his already half-hard cock free with dextrous hands.
"I'll give you one last chance to back out. If you go through with this, you'll be taking both Secco and I tonight. It might be more than you can handle." He strokes his cock, urging himself to hardness as he speaks. It's clear he's already decided what your answer will be. With a shaky breath, you affirm his conclusion.
"I'm ready."
Secco laughs excitedly.
"Yes, yes! Oh, I wanted to fuck you all weekend, and now I finally get to!"
Cioccolatta, one hand still wrapped around his length, uses the other to caress Secco's face.
"So eager. Now get me a condom."
With the condom securely on his now full erection, Cioccolata steps closer. He looks down at you, considering your position.
"Hmm. Turn sideways, so your legs are hanging off one side, and your head is by the other edge. Secco, get her into place-"
He orders, losing patience. Secco steps forward, but you want out a huff, sitting up and moving.
"I can do it myself, thank you!"
Cioccolata rolls his eyes, but says nothing as you move. As soon as your positioned to his liking, he steps between your legs, pulling your thighs apart with strong hands. He shifted forward, until the tip of his cock just barely pressed against your folds. Secco crawled into the bed, pulling his own stiff cock free as he watched, his hands going to work on himself quickly.
"C'mon, c'mon, put it in already!"
He cried, fisting his cock rapidly. Ciocolatta let out a slight laughter, pressing forwards until your folds parted around his cockhead. Your breath hitched. He was big.
"Patience, Secco. She needs to adjust to it slowly."
You were thankful for his understanding as he pressed forward, inch by inch, letting you stretch around him as comfortably as you could, until he was fully sheathed inside you. The fapping sound of Secco's hand never slowed.
"Now fuck her, hard, hard!"
He ignored Secco's urging, dragging himself almost all the way out again, before pressing in slowly, building a deep, gentle rhythm.
"Does that feel nice dear, can I go faster, as Secco wishes?"
You whimpered out a yes, and Cioccolata thrust in just a little harder this time, then pulled out, than thrust harder. You clenched around him, thankfully wet and ready for him from the foreplay, so he slid in and out of you with minimal resistance. Sweat started to bead on his forehead as he set a faster pace, plunging into you with controlled thrusts. He was clearly very experienced, and very disciplined.
"Ah, it's been quite a while since I've taken anything but Secco's asshole. This is a nice change of pace. Not that I don't love your tight little hole, doggy," he added for Secco's sake. Secco didn't seem to notice, or care, jacking himself with increasing ferocity.
"Mff, yeah, fuck her harder, make her scream, yes, hehe-"
You only moaned softly, despite Secco's request, every drag of Cioccolata's girthy cock sending sparks of pleasure through your body.
"Yes, right there, more, please," you cried out.
Secco's grunting grew louder as his hand flew along his shaft, precum beading at the tip, until, he came, splattering his thick release all over your stomach without restraint.
"Unghff-, haaaaaa, yes," he groaned, his hand slowing into relaxed strokes. Cioccolata laughed through his own moans.
"Already? My, you must have been excited to watch your master use a new pet, hmm?"
Secco grumbled, halfheartedly smearing a bit of his release off of your stomach and sucking it off of his fingers.
"I wanna fuck her now!"
I let out a deep moan at a particularly deep thrust from Cioccolata before he responds.
"Well, I'm still using her cunt, so you'll have to satisfy yourself with her throat for now."
Secco practically flew off the bed, already hard again as he stood by your head. Comprehending Cioccolata's words after a moment, you angle your head up.
"W-wait-, I'm not ready for that, please, mff-, give me a little while to get used to this first."
Cioccolata shook his head disappointedly as Secco's hands gripped the side of your head, trying to angle you to a better position, his cock smearing across you forehead and cheek.
"Come now, you can't leave poor Secco here unattended while I have all the fun. Let him use your mouth. You agreed to this, remember? I told you it might be too much."
With a whine, you opened your mouth, your lips barely parting before Secco shoved his entire length inside without a second thought. You gagged around him as he set a brutal, erratic pace. Compared to Cioccolata's slow, deep thrusts, Secco was animalistic, thrusting into you without abandon as you choked on his cock. One of his hands held you in place by your neck, with the other reached forward to grope at your right breast, squeezing and slapping it mercilessly.
"Yeah, yeah, take it, you get to be Secco tonight, little slut, take my sweaty cock-"
He rambles to himself half incoherently as he assaulted your throat, never slowing down enough to let you catch your breath for more than a second between thrusts. Your throat constricted around him as you gagged, but the coiling heat in your stomach from Cioccolata's attention was enough to distract you from throwing up. A filthy symphony of skin on skin filled the room as you sputtered and gagged on Secco's cock, all the while moaning in equal parts as Cioccolata fucked you with harder thrusts.
"Oh, look how cute he is using your throat, such an energetic boy," Cioccolata cooed, his thumb sliding up to rub tight circles against your clit. "Now why don't you come on my cock, let yourself feel as good as he's feeling."
Your whine was muffled by Secco's cock as your legs instinctively tried to press together to chase that friction. Cioccolata only tsk'd, wrenching them apart with one hand while still playing with you clit with the other.
"No no, you'll get only what I give you, don't be a bad- oh, mff-, there you go!"
You reach your climax all at once, clenching around Cioccolata's cock in pulsing contractions as the pleasure courses through you. Your toes curl and your vision gets blurry around the edges, not that you could see much but Secco's nuts slapping your nose with every thrust anyways. The relaxed state from your orgasm loosens your muscles, allowing him to drive even harder into your throat. He mashes his cock into you with no concern for your comfort or your breathing, chasing his release with single minded furiosity. Only moments after you finish, still in a haze of euphoria, Secco cums again, shooting directly down your throat.
"Ha- that's it, swallow it all! You love me, you love me!"
Both of his hands move to squeeze your throat, forcing you to take every drop. Cioccolata watches on in interest, the scene driving him to move harder, faster.
"Hmm, now Secco's cum twice, you've cum once, and I haven't finished at all! That doesn't seem fair! Guess I should try to get there too. Secco, pull out of her throat and slap your cock on her face a little, that'll help get me off."
Secco does as he is instructed, pulling out with a slick noise, cum dripping over the roof of your mouth and your teeth before falling to the ground in a string. He lifts and drops his now flacid cock multiple times onto your forehead, before rubbing it between his hand and your cheek.
"Mff-, Secco..."
You murmur hazily, coming out of your euphoria only to feel Cioccolata going even harder.
"Oh, that's it, yes, you're both so pretty, a pet for my pet, hahh-, Mfff-FUCKING YES, GOD YES TAKE MY COCK YOU FUCKING TIGHT CUNT-," he practically screams as he finishes, cumming and slamming into you so hard his vision goes white and all he can feel is himself filling up the condom in thick, hot spurts. You feel it too, the condom expanding inside you, stretching to fit your every crevice.
Secco is gone from you in a second, rushing to Cioccolata's side and kneeling by his feet. Cioccolata recovers rather quickly, looking down at Secco with flushed cheeks, panting from the exertion.
"You want to drink the cum from the condom, don't you? Good boy, here, you can have it."
He pulls out of you, carefully holding the condom to himself before twisting it off to keep as little from dripping out as possible. He pinches it at the top, handing it to Secco, who dumps it into his mouth instantly.
"Tsk, not even savoring it properly. Well, you can fucker her pussy next, and then she can drink your cum, how about that."
Secco, mouth still full of his masters release, grins excitedly, already crawling up over you.
"Turn around," he hisses, trying to flip you over onto your stomach. Cioccolata laughs and assists him until you're laying on your belly, Secco's hand shoving your head face first into the sheets.
"Eager for your first taste of cunt? How sweet. Well. Go ahead."
Secco wastes no time, thrusting inside you, forcing a punched our groan form your lips. You had a feeling this was definitely not going to be a one-night stand.
This is a Chainsaw Man Matchup for my mootie, @graveyard-dash
Okey, I would match you with...
The Violence Fiend, Galgali!
You were paired with Galgali right away when you join the Public Safety Division. You were a newbie with a new contract and little experience, and he was an incredibly powerful fiend, that was easy to control and not too aggressive. He could show you the ropes while you grew stronger, and protect you when you were overwhelmed.
It was hard to trust him at first, I mean, he's the Violence Devil in a human body. You "got along" with him right away, that part was easy, he's not as antisocial or rude as other fiends, and you could talk to him easily enough, yet, he still made you uneasy. You felt that the mask and it's dampening poison was the only thing keeping him from ripping you apart where you stood. He could tell, of course, but he did appreciate that you were at least willing to chat with him. Being a fiend can get a little lonely, especially when he still has so much of that human side left to him. After all he *said* that he was actually all about peace and love, because of his human brain, but then of course, why was there the need for the mask?
After working together for a while, you get a little more comfortable. You can relax more around him, let your guard down a little, even sleep next to him, but always in the back of your mind was the thought, "he's only like this because of the mask". You knew that the moment it came off, he wouldn't be the same person, and you were afraid of it. Not only of being hurt physically if it came off, but of getting attached to him and then remembering at the worst time, he was just the Violence Devil after all. So, you kept him at an arm's length to protect yourself.
He, in turn, was growing more and more attached to you. He loved your expressive, dramatic side, watching you react to things, get excitable or passionate over something little, it reminds the human part of him of being alive. He liked to treat you to little things, like sweets, or movies, make-up, but his eyes would be on you the entire time you enjoyed them. The opposite side of things was just as appealing, he loved when you got upset, got a little mean. He likes to make things up to completely at times just to see you pissed off. He'd lie and say some other devil hunter said something cruel about you behind your back, or just do something to your things, and say another did it. He liked to see that spark of hurt, followed by the quick change to anger and annoyance, and the things you would say about people made him laugh. At first he thought he just liked reliving all those emotions vicariously through you, just as he liked watching people enjoy food, but...then he began to notice you were stirring up feelings in him that were entirely his own.
He chalked it up to that human part of him, but, didn't try to deny it or squash it, he was perfectly content to indulge that part of him. How often does a devil get to experience the feeling of love, right? He knew you were still cautious, even frightened of him, but he could help pushing envelope. He wanted to see how close he could get, physically, but also emotionally. He listened to your every word in rapture, memorizing everything he could about you. What bands and songs you like, what you liked to draw, how you liked to style yourself, what jewelry you looked at a little too long in stores, everything. In his mind, if he understood you better, of course naturally you would understand him, and you'd fall in love, and kiss and bang and buy an apartment together and live happily ever after, right? But, progress was slow. He knew there was unavoidable fear you had of him, something you couldn't just "get over".
Getting closer to you physically was actually easier than emotionally. You were close enough that he could sling an arm around your shoulders, let you rest your head on his lap, even swat at your butt playfully. But of course, the stupid mask was in the way, more as a physical barrier this time. He couldn't kiss you on the cheek, couldn't look closely at you because of the long beak, couldn't smell the scent of your hair. It annoyed him to no end, but that was the way things had to be. He still daydreamed about getting to feel that piercing on your tongue with his own though.
Until you needed to take the mask off.
It was a normal patrol, until a particularly powerful devile showed up. By way of trying to protect bystanders, you were caught of guard and hurt badly, putting you mostly down for the count. But, Violence could still fight, though you both knew he wouldn't be strong enough the way he was. So, as a last ditch effort, you removed the mask. The change was immediate. Taller, stronger, with four blazing eyes and dark hair, you saw his face for the very first time. You hid, knowing you needed to avoid him while he was in this state, but you couldn't help but stay close enough to watch. This was the first time he truly lived up to his name. Every movement was both calculatedly cruel, and primally instinctual. He relished in the pain he caused the devil, drawing the fight out so he could terrify and torture it for as long as he could, before finally putting it down. It was terrifying, disgusting, and yet somehow awe inspiring.
After the devil's death however, came the issue of getting the mask back on. His enemy dead and everyone out of sight, he stood panting, covered in gore, looking around as if to find something else to hurt. You were about to call for backup when he turned you way, sniffing at the air near the alley you hid in. You silently tried to move back, but it was too late, and his eyes locked on you as he rounded the corner. But he didn't attack. He just walked up to you and leaned down a little. Panicked but still thinking clearly, you lifted up the mask. His hand quickly shot out to stop you. You thought you were dead. But he only moved the mask down a little, and kissed you. He definitely made certain he got to feel that piercing. As soon as he pulled away, he pulled your hands a little closer to him, and met you strap the mask back on. As soon as it was on, it was like he was back to his old, cheery self.
"Sorry about that! I had to take the opportunity while the mask was still off!"
Dates with him after this point would be interesting. They almost wouldn't feel like you were going on a date together, more like he planned something for you to do, and wants to watch. At first it made you uneasy, like you were on a stage, like you needed to perform a certain way or overeact so he would be happy. But he could always tell when you weren't being genuine, and urged you to just relax. Now that you're more comfortable around him, it's easier to be watched but still be yourself. It's still a work in progress getting him to join in on things, but getting better and better. The emotions he's beginning to feel for himself help him enjoy things with you, instead of just watching you.
He likes to watch you draw, watch you eat, watch you sleep, watch you watch him, everything. You don't have to worry about his eyes every straying from you, that's for sure. He always wants to know exactly what you're thinking, exactly what your feeling, everything, to the point it can get a little annoying. But that also means there's hardly ever and miscommunication, at least. You're slowly working on taking the mask on and off to see how well he controls himself, but that's also a work in progress. He's very unlikely to attack you, but that doesn't necessarily extend to other people yet.
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In terms of sex, it's like you get two completely different guys depending on whether he has the mask on or not.
With the mask on, he's all about service. Nothing gets him harder than seeing you flush, or gasp, or little tears prick up in your eyes. He likes to go slow, to edge you, to watch every phase of your arousal. It's be no fun for him if he didn't get to savor every step, from the initial flush of foreplay, to the hazy expression of post-orgasm. He dislikes quickies, and he's prefer to have sex at home, or anywhere he doesn't have to rush. Every time with him is an *experience* from start to finish, and he's always asking to try out new things. He's an expert at knowing just when to move on to the next part, and you'll never be anything but soaking when he finally fucks you in earnest. At that point, he also prefers to go slow, deep, and intensely. Every thrust in, and every drag of his cock out is designed to make you feel every square centimeter of him, (and he's got quite a few to give you😶). He's can last a long time, and is so good at controlling himself, he doesn't even let himself slip into a more erratic pace when he's close. It can be hard to tell when he's about to come, so he'll usually just tell you, or else you'll just realize as he's already filling you.
He's very skilled with his fingers, and likes to "surprise" you with a wandering hand when you're just trying to cuddle and watch a movie or something. He's very handsy even when he's not in the mood, keeping a hand on your thighs, or breasts, or ass, or just down your pants whenever he feels like it. He especially loves when you sit on his lap, whether your just relaxing, or fucking. Something about the closeness of cuddling and thrusting up into you at the same time is very arousing and intimate to him, though it does mean his stupidly long mask well be resting on your shoulder the whole time. Bouncing you in his lap is really the closest he'll get to a quickie, it's the only way you can fuck him without it taking hours.
He definitely likes to watch, and he'll occasionally even request to watch you touch yourself, without even laying a hand on you. You can bet he'll bring you all sort of little gifts, from vibrators, to aphrodisiacs to full on Sybians. He could tie you up and just watch you pushed to the edge over and over again for hours. His aftercare however is top tier, he's very gentle for someone called the violence fiend, though you can rule out that he'll finger you to completion at least one more time in the process.
He's also fucking annoying about asking for nudes and videos when you're apart.
In the rare cases you fuck with his mask off, you really need to be in the right mindset, and have consent and everything cleared up before the mask comes off. He's almost a little nervous when you're setting things up, but still excited enough to have a massive boner. Once the mask does come off, it's incredibly difficult for him to control himself, and you can forget about foreplay or sensuality after that point. If you're not already naked when it comes off, be prepared to ruin whatever lingerie or clothes you're in as he rips it off. There's absolutely no ceremony or waiting when he's like this, and it's pretty immediately after you take the mask off that he's plunging into you without a thought. He's even bigger in this state, and man handling and bruises are part of the show.
In these cases, you can't expect him to go slow or savor anything, and he cums much faster. The experience will still last for hours however, as he'll just keep going over and over and over after every release, until he's truly exhausted, or you put the mask back on. The mask, which you are careful to always keep close, is really the only "safeword" or end to these sessions. It's not too difficult to slip it back on thankfully, though sometimes it can be a little tricky when he's taking you from behind. His first question when it's back on is always if you need him to stop right away or if he can wind down and finish one more time.
After these, you will definitely need some in depth after care, especially if you plan to go back to work the next day. Usually you try to plan fucking with the mask off the night before you have a day off, so you have time to recover.
im curious to hear what other people think of battle tendency and the involvement of nazis in defeating the big bad. like to me it makes it an ugly stain on the franchise but i never see anyone else mention it but maybe im just on the wrong side of the fandom
I really think Araki just looooved drawing/using Stroheim. The Nazis in the series weirdly went back and forth between being sympathized with(think of Caesar's friend Mark), and being portrayed as the stupid, tyrannical nationalists they were(think the two guards abusing the girls when Joseph arrived to the compound) I think Stroheim's introduction and the the Santana episodes were actually great, showing the intense nationalist ideals, and complete belief in superiority that led the to underestimate Santana.
I think Stroheim's first sacrifice was really supposed to be his end, but Araki just liked him too much, so in order to bring him back he kinda had to glaze over the history side of the story more as it went on. I think by the time it was close to the end he was just totally enamoured with Stroheim as a character so he used any reason to make him important.
Which, I kinda understand, because Stroheim is totally a guilty fav of mine, there's no denying he's entertaining to watch. I think the issue with THAT part of the fandom is that because the character is cool, they also kinda start to glaze over the Nazi part, or worse, romanticize it. I think it's ok to like Stroheim as a character if you're just, even slightly aware that while he's a protagonist, he's still a villain, if that makes sense? I think the perception of Nazis in Japan is also a little different from Western audiences, because, y'know, Japan was also an Axis power, but I'm not sure so anybody please school me on that.
Photos of some very special stray kitties my neighbor asked me to feed while she was away:
When her elderly neighbor had a fall and decided to move into a nursing home, he left many stray barn cats living in his old run down barn. This woman, out of the kindness of her heart, set to trapping, spaying and neutering, and feeding them, all out of her own pocket. About nine healthy cats remain, left to right is Peach, Opal, Gary, and I'm not sure of the two oranges names. Only Peach would get close enough to sniff my hand haha.
OHMYGOSH I recently commissioned @lunorichi and received this incredible piece!
This is the first time I've ever commissioned someone and I'm so glad it was them. They were super helpful and clear throughout the whole process, and gave frequent updates. I absolutely recommend them for anyone looking for Jjba or other commissioned art!
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Hello, can you write a match up for Risotto with the biggest demisexual ever? Like he has to try a lot of ways to finally convince them lol.
Hope you have a good day/night 🌞
Headcannons: Risotto with demisexual partner
I had to refresh myself on the demisexual label, so pardon me if it isn't accurate!
- If we're taking the timeline/setting of Golden wind into account, I think that makes this more interesting so I'm going off of that assumption lol
- Because the demisexual label wasn't created until 2006, and the flag wasn't created until 2010, I think it'd be kinda funny for a guy in 2002 trying to wrap his head around the idea.
- but getting into the actual dynamic, I think Risotto would be very hesitant to get into a genuine relationship. Not only is passione dangerous, but his group is one of THE most dangerous. He isn't scared about his guys being a threat to you, but La Squadra is at the center of a very dangerous business
- So, he's more used to hook-up culture. Either meeting people randomly and having a one-night stand, or hooking up with people associated with Passione, but ignoring them if they try to see him again
- However, when La Squadra gets a new member, it's a lot more difficult to just ignore someone. He was *incredibly* attracted to the new member unfortunately, but hesitated to even consider hooking up with them. If he, or they, got attached, it would be a mess.
- Before he makes any move on you though, he sees the way you treat other interested parties. You politely but firmly shut down the flirting of Melone and Formaggio, and reject the advances of even the most handsome pursuers at bars and clubs.
- However, right as he's made the decision to try for a hook-up, the squad ends up talking about dating, and you mention that you've always had a difficult time seeing someone in a sexual way if you don't know them emotionally
- This, is an issue. He was hesitating on wether to hook-up with you, but needing to be in a legit relationship with you is an even harder choice. Especially since he's becoming more and more attached to your actual personality.
- Yet, he mans up and makes the decision to try and woo you in the typical fashion. Being the way he is though, this is mostly just simple acts of kindness and perhaps putting you in the least dangerous position on missions
- But after a while it's clear that you aren't getting the massage, and he has to reluctantly come clean. He confesses, and I've always seen Risotto as someone who's bluntly honest when it's safe, so I think he'd even confess to just wanting to just hook-up with you at first, before deciding to do this the right way.
- So starts your actual relationship. The knowledge that he wants to be with you physically is always at the back of your mind. You know it's always in the back of his mind too. But he is a patient man, and he's not a total asshole as to constantly beg for it.
- But you date for a long time, and you do become very close with eachother. It's easy for the both of you to put the idea of sex on the back-burner in favour of genuine affection.
- But it doesn't stay that way forever. You've been going steady for a while, but one night, after you get caught up in a sticky situation on a hit, after not knowing that your target also had a stand, you're thankfully rescued by none other than your Capo and lover. And maybe it's the way he cares so deeply about you, or maybe it's the way he looks, covered in blood after tearing some loser apart, but you finally get that little clawing sensation in your chest, and know you're ready.
*slides into your askbox* hi...it’s 2000sangel here <3 asking for a Hellaverse matchup humbly :3c You can pick any adult character from either Hazbin or Helluva! Or just consider either one if you want to narrow down your choices, idm which one ^^
Gender & pronouns : Genderfluid (from Agender to 100% Masculine), He/They/It and I don’t mind any Neos used on me, they’re fun!
Gender I would like to be matched with : I’m bi with a considerable male lean, so much so that I considered going with the Gay label. So, I’d prefer a male!
Personality : I’m gonna start by saying that I’m the laziest mf you’ll come across LMAO.. I greatly enjoy having free time, and doing stuff that I actually like instead of being busy, even though I admit that sometimes when I have too much free time I tend to mope and feel useless. I’m an introvert, I don’t like interacting with people most of the time, and it’s pretty obvious if I don’t wanna be there while I’m talking to you... I barely talk with friends too, though I’m becoming better with people I’ve known for years such as my best friends and boyfriend. Speaking of which, I’m surprisingly very affectionate when it comes to people I’m close to, I love getting them gifts and spending time together and will get sad if we don’t manage to do that for a long time. I’m also super understanding towards them and love listening to them! And lastly, even though I’m introverted I have no issue standing up for myself...sometimes I do it a bit too bluntly though, I’ve been told <3
Hobbies/Interests/Pastimes : I LOVE everything vintage, from videogames to clothes, so much so that I started working in a vintage toys store. I spend hours on end looking for interesting retro things that I could buy, going to thrift/antique stores and anything like that. I’ve also been drawing ever since I was a little kid, and my art has somewhat of an early 2000’s style vibe to it, hence my username (and also, I was born in 2003, but alas). There was a time when I wanted art to be my career, but it’s too tiring, now I just like to draw whatever I want though I do take commissions – I also love writing but my style is not anything worth of note, it’s simple and I do it mostly because I’m gay for fictional characters <3 I also play videogames casually, tried to get into Splatoon 3 competitively and I’m not half bad actually but I can’t be in VC for the life of me help </3
Partner preferences/deal breakers : I’ve dated a bunch of different people, and had many crushes on different fictional characters that were nothing like each other at all...so I wouldn’t say I have a type or anything like that. I do hate being ignored though, so that would be the only real deal breaker for me, unless there’s a reason for them to ignore me sometimes which I wouldn’t mind helping them get through.
Appearance : I’m around 160 cm tall, not the tallest guy around unfortunately... very pale skin, slight permanent eye bags, brown curly hair that is approximately shoulder-length, and brown eyes. I like dressing up with stuff that matches my natural colors, so anything cream colored or brown, my wardrobe mostly consists of that! Sweaters, cardigans, flare jeans... I also love jewellery, especially if it’s gold...or vintage, or both! There are days where I dress more casually though, a baggy t-shirt, jeans and my converse and I’m out of the house. Also include a pin of my favorite character atm, or an accessory –usually a keychain attached to my jeans-.  I’m slightly overweight but I’m coming to terms with it <3
Sorry this was long, and hope it was enough info!! Take your time <3 (And do include an NSFW section because I’m freaky smiles)
Alright, I'd match you with...
Andraelphus
Hear me out for a minute, I know this might not seem like a good match, but it's more about the dynamic and development of the relationship, so hold on. Andrealphus, while a member of the Goetia, is not required to have an heir, as Stolas was. However after years of being single with not a suitor in sight, Andrealphus was becoming annoyed by the speculation around his solitude. The Ars Goetia rumour mill was going wild with talk. After attending a gala in which he and Stella overheard a discussion about him where someone said his lack of a partner was due to his repulsive personality, (they're right), he decided to do something about this. He decided his best course of action would be to just "find" a partner as soon as possible, and date them for a long enough time to shut down the rumours for a while.
Stella took the matter of finding a partner apon herself. After all, her brother being a lonely loser would reflect badly on her as well. You were just sort of the first person she picked out, thinking your personality and situation would be oerfect for a little ruse like this. She promises that all you'll have to do is make a few apoarences every now and then, act like you love Andrealphus, and your every need will be taken care of for as long as this goes on. You'll not want for money, a place to live in comfort, luxury, nothing. So you agree.
At first, Andrealphus is cool and indifferent towards you. He's not cruel, exactly, but it's clear he only sees you as a means to an end. You're permitted to lounge about his palace as much as you want, as long as you leave him alone, and you have Imp servants waiting on you hand and foot. It's a very transactional sort of relationship, more like a boss and employee than a couple.
However, you are required to accompany him to events in which he can show you off. He dresses you up in clothes worthy of the Goetia, but at least takes into consideration your preferences, adorning you with gold jewelry, fine cream colored suits with brown overcoats, and perhaps an icy blue pocket square so you at least have some visible connection to him. These events are usually stuffy and boring to your tastes, but at least you can get by without having to talk that often, Andrealphus is very comfortable taking the lead. You're chauffeured around to the various groups and cliques of the Goetia, so Andrealphus can introduce you as his new lover.
And for a while, that's about it between you. But after Stella mentions that it's probably been long enough that he can break up with you now, he finds himself strangely reluctant to do so. He's hesitant to get rid of the only companionship he's had besides Stella. Even if you don't speak much, and are often more absorbed in your own interests than anything to do with him, he's become accustomed to your relaxed and pleasant presence around his home. You bring a touch of warmth to his otherwise cold and sovereign lifestyle. He hasn't expected to become this attached to you, and he certainly never realized that you were becoming more and more significant to him.
Finally, after much consultation with Stella, he decides to make a show of his interest in you being more genuine than your initial deal promised. He, albeit still with an air of stateliness, presents you with a beautiful golden bracelet, an heirloom of the Goetia that had come into his ownership when he was young. This marks the start of your genuine relationship. To be honest, Andrealphus doesn't exactly have that much going on anyways, other than his social duties as a Goetia, leaving him with plenty of freetime to impose on your recreation.
He's perfectly content to fund your love for vintage items, though he urges you to buy from "reputable" sources like galleries and museums, rather than go thrifting, among the plebians and riff raff. He himself is mostly interested in the clothing aspect of antiquing, and will be pleased if you happen to bring home a good find for him, though he makes you promise not to tell anyone where you got it.
Andrealphus doesn't have a creative bone in his body, so your skill in art is both a source of intrigue and pride for him. He makes a point to call you an artist when he brings you to events now, and introduces you with far more genuine affection clear in his tone. For his own hobbies, you are now more or less forced to join Stella and his gossip sessions, but you don't need exactly particulate that often,unless it's someone you really don't like. Stella has also become rather fond of you, though it's clear she's jealous of Andrealphus having a stable, happy relationship while she's in the middle of a divorce. And hey, now Octavia doesn't absolutely dread visits to Andraelphus's palace, because you'll be there.
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I imagine Andrealphus is pretty assuredly a switch. Depending on his mood, the two of you have a differing dynamic in the bedroom, so things never really become stale sexually. He hasn't had a plethora of experience before you, so he becomes quickly familiar with your preferences, and has little pre-concieved expectations for you. As for kinks, he is into a bit of light BDSM, but not as much as between Stolas/Blitzo. He prefers more relaxed, gentle sex than intense sessions. He can be riled up to that intensity of you play your cards right, especially if he's in a more dominant mood.
And hey, temperature play? I guarantee he's into that. Ice ice baby. If you don't want him telling Stella about your escapades, make sure to tell him, otherwise he'll see it as a point of pride to talk about how good you, and he, are in bed.
This is a really interesting match, because of Diavolo's instense desire to be unseen and unknowable, and your apparent openness and friendliness. He has spent his life since becoming the boss trying to scrub away every connection to his identity, his past, everything. So meeting someone he becomes enamoured with, is trouble. I'd imagine meeting him would have to happen by a purely coincidental, wrong place, wrong time sort of situation. Him, making a covert exit from a hotel room at night, after making incredible efforts to erase any trace of himself from said room, only to literally bump into you, passing through an alley as a shortcut. After a brief moment in which you think he's a thief or something looking to rob you, (the expression on his face led you to believe that) you calm down. Diavolo's immediate thought is to use his stand to "take care" of you after you've seen his face, but after all, you don't yet know he has any connection to Passione, let alone being the boss, yet. And of course, a body being found, or a missing persons case connected to the hotel he was just at would draw more attention then he'd want anyways.
But it's not purely his thoughts of hiding himself that make him pause. We've seen over and over that in JoJo's, some people just have a sense of gravity between them. A magnetic force, red thread of fate, whatever you want to call it, there is something beyond just typical attraction to you. So, there he is, gawking at you in an alley, and you, just kinda talking to fill the awkward space as he just stares at you like a freak, before you quickly slip away. And it only gets worse for him from there. This is an issue. He goes no contact to his proxies and underlings for almost a week, gives no orders, calls no hits, nothing. Everybody in Passione is wondering what's happening. What's happening, is that he's having a freakout. He thought he was above this, this goes against everything he's worked for. At one point he even considered ordering La Squadra to find and kill you. But perhaps that a bit too far, and he knows nothing about who you are yet anyways. He thinks on it for days, what he should do. He has this strange, unexplainable connection to some rando he saw in a fucking alley, and now he's having nightmares about his identity being discovered, only to then have a dream about this mystery person. It takes a long time for him to overcome his fear of looking into you leading to the discovery of his identity, but he eventually snaps. He tells his underlings to scope out the nearby businesses to that alley, the nearby apartment buildings, and eventually he gets a manilla folder, with one picture of you taken from far away, and your name written on the back.
He has been so isolated for so long, and the people he did interact with were closed off, guarded Mafia members. But you, after the initial suspicion, were so open, so friendly, so captivating, it was refreshing to him in a way. You talked with passion and the carefree sort of attitude of someone who had not lived in the underbelly do society as he has. He almost felt guilty for asking to see you, not only because it was a threat to himself, but because he was dragging an unknowing person into the most dangerous position possible, without them yet knowing. That first night, I don't think you could even call it a date, was strange. It was mostly you talking, telling him about yourself with occasional prompting from him, but he was mostly silent other than that. You were a little afraid that since he had asked you to meet him in a hotel that he would be expecting sex, but he makes absolutely no allusion to it at all, and he leaves you with only a phone number, telling you to contact him through that if you wanted to. But he says something else too. He hasn't even told you his name yet, but he tells you that he is deeply associated with Passione, and has no intentions to cut that off if you decide to continue seeing him. But it's your choice. He won't call you again guess you call him first. You have to make that choice.
And you do. Despite the insane circumstances, you call that number with an ease of mind that's almost stupid. Surprisingly, you don't actually hear him on the other line, just some lackey that helps you set up another time and place to meet.
Your dates for the first few months are always like this. Covert, private affairs, never in a public place. You begin to wonder if he's married, but he quickly shuts that idea down. You get the sense that he really is deeply connected to the Mafia if he's going through such lengths. But you can't help wanting to see him. As strange as he is, and as different as you are from eachother, he approaches these meetings/dates with an intense energy of care and importance placed apon your preferences, and your feelings. The two of you certainly have a unique dynamic. You're always trying to set up easy jokes and bits for him to play along with, but he never seems to catch on to your humour. He does find you funny, but it's more so in a way that he's amused someone can be so open and relaxed even in a situation like this. You seem to just kinda, go with the flow of this bizarre romance. He thinks you're a little naive at first, but eventually understands that this is just the way you are. When he finally does reveal his true identity to you, both in his real name and his position as the boss of Passione, you take it with an admirable level of calmness and understanding. At this point the two of you can be a lot closer, he very quickly decides that he needs to find just one good, hidden place to hunker down so he can stay with you. It has intense security, and many ways for the two of you to leave without anyone seeing you, even having Secco create tunnels that go through winding paths and miles away in case you need them. (He was blindfolded when he was brought there, and basically just told to use his stand for a while lmao.)
The two of you spend most of your time in this new home, you don't go out too much because of his situation. You go out far more often then he does, and he doesn't really like it. As passionate as both of you are, I think at the beginning there would be at least a few arguments. He makes sure never to go to far, and hey, he's already put this much effort into being with you, he's not gonna fuck it up now. But after a while, you'd settle into a mutually satisfying sort of rythem.
A lot of your hobbies seem to be things you can do at home, so he encourages them as much as he can. He'll buy any art supplies you want, any albums or records and listen to them with you even if he secretly hates an artist or album. In the long run, a relationship with him requires a very unique person, and a person who is very patient, and thankfully, you fit the bill perfectly.
Here's a song I feel would encapsulate this relationship:
(Hope you liked this, I've honestly never really liked or appreciated Diavolo as a character, but I did my bestðŸ˜.)
Absolute nobody wants this but me, but here's an NSFW Alphabet for my favorite son of Dio, Versus.
A - Aftercare: He honestly isn't the best at aftercare at first when you start a relationship. It doesn't click for him that being fucked is a bit more intense than fucking someone, and doesn't really think about aftercare until he gets up straight after sex one day to go out, and you get pissed at him. After that though, he'll try his best, but he isn't the best at comforting someone, so it mostly involves taking a shared bath or shower with you.
B - Body Part: Tits. Plain and simple, Versus loves a good pair of boobs. His hands are always on your chest when he can get away with it, fondling the flesh and teasing your nipples until you smack him away. And if your tits are big enough for a boob job, he'll be insufferable until he gets one.
C - Cum: Hate to say it, but I think he'd cum quickly. Not premature, but it doesn't take him long to reach his climax. He makes up for it by at least going for multiple rounds. As for his preferred place to cum, your mouth is a big contender. He doesn't care about you swallowing either, he actually thinks it's hotter to see it trickle out your mouth or collect on your tongue. And given how often he request blowjobs, you get pretty used to the taste of his cum.
D - Dirty Secret: Dude probably jerked it immediately after meeting you, especially if you gave him even the slightest show of attention. And he does so often afterwards. Before you start dating, he makes a list of pornstars that look somewhat like you, and imagines you and him in their place when he masturbates.
E - Experience: Not a lot. He's 25, and attractive enough to not be a virgin, (he is Dio's son after all) but he hasn't much luck with women. He's kinda a bum, dresses like a 70's popstar, and has a repulsive personality at first meeting, that has all combined to turn women off him. Most of his experience with sex is hook-ups after drinking at clubs, with women who leave before the morning and never see him again. He hasn't yet had the chance to really get to know the sexual preferences of just one girl over multiple times, but give him the chance and I'm sure he'll figure it out.
F - Favourite Position: Doggystyle. It gives him the ability to go fast and hard, with the maneuverability to tease your clit or keep his hand over your mouth at the same time. At least on this position he's able to whisper all his filthy thighs directly into your ear. He's a fan of being behind you overall, bending you over the kitchen counter, some reverse cowgirl while he's watching TV, whatever.
G - Goofy: Other than the innate goofiness of a man as ridiculous and stupid as Donatello Versus, he'd like it more if it was generally more serious, and the man is far too distracted during the best of it for anything to even register as funny.
H - Hair: Untamed and curly. He doesn't really shave down there, but he'll trim the length if you ask or if it gets in your way. It's clean, at least, but he's got a bush for sure. The asshole does however expect you to be well groomed down there. I think he'd also have a decent bit of hair on the rest of his body. His arms, his legs, chest, it's thicker than most men's, but light blonde so it's not grossly noticeable.
I - Intimacy: It depends how far he is into a relationship with you. If this is just a hookup, it's purely transactional, he won't even stick around after he's climaxed to make sure you finish as well, that's not his concern. If you're dating though, he'll be as romantic as he can while fucking you ruthlessly l, but that's not always possible when he's that distracted. He will make sure you come at least once if you're dating, but his romantic side is more reserved for non-sexual interactions.
J - Jack Off: Frequently and intensely. He's got fucking accounts on porn sites, lists of stars he finds hot, and references them as if everybody knows what he's talking about. Like it's almost every day, especially if he isn't busy, he'll just plop down and masturbate for a while. He ends up getting all these stupid unrealistic ideas about sex, try stupid shit during sex with you, and ask for weird fucking positions before realizing that while they look hot, they aren't ideal for feeling good. Please teach this boy some manners.
K - Kink: This headcannon is strong my influenced by the first scene we see of him, but I think perhaps he'd be into a bit of food playðŸ¤ðŸ¤ðŸ¤. Whip cream on your body, fucking you while feeding you strawberries and watching you try to eat and focus on the feeling all at once, etcetera etcetera. I'm imagine he'd be particularly fond of drizzling caramel or chocolate sauce on his cock and watching you lick and suck it off.
Location: Anytime and anywhere. In public, in private, in the other room while your family is trying to sleep, in a dark corner of a library, in the bathroom of a bar, in a park, etcetera etcetera. If you don't keep him under control you'll end up with a charge for indecent exposure.
M - Motivation: Skimpy clothing, or lingerie is a huge turn on for him. Anything that's revealing, even if it's just you wearing a T-shirt and no bottoms so he can see your legs, is hot to him. Lacy bras, panties with little ribbons, thigh highs, chokers, corsets that push up your boobs, he's a sucker for all of them. Be ready for plenty of self-indulgent gifts of lingerie when it's your birthday or on Christmas.
N - No: He isn't comfortable with taking a submissive role. He doesn't need to be incredibly rough and domineering every time you have sex, but he doesn't really have a submissive or masochistic side to him during sex. You're either equal, or he's in charge, and that's the only variability in your dynamic, sorry.
O - Oral: He is t particularly skilled in giving cunnilingus, but give him enough time and pointers, and he'll get it. I don't expect it'll every be one of his favourite things to do though, but he'll indulge you if you ask. As for getting head, he's fucking looooves it. He's always down for a good blowjob, and will ask you for one all the fucking time, even when it's inconvenient for you. If you indulge him and take him into the resteraunt's bathroom to do so however, he'll be incredibly grateful and be very sweet to you for the rest of the day at least.
P - Pace: Hard and fast, he isn't the type to be gentle and tender unless you directly ask him too. He will calm down if you ask him, but he'll inevitably get too into it and forget, and end up fucking your brains out anyways.
Q - Quickie: Yes please. He's got a high sex drive, and wants you to help him with it all the fucking time. He's incessant I tell you, he always wants a blowjob, or a quick fuck in the bathroom please, nobody will even notice we're gone, I'll be quiet, I won't leave any hickies or marks! (He will.)
R - Risk: He isn't exactly turned on by PDA, it's more so that he doesn't give a fuck who sees, or where. He has no shame, so you say, and it might be annoying to get him to behave. A glare won't get his hands off you, but maybe a threat of him not getting any action that night if he keeps this up will. It's less of a possessive thing, and more of he just really wants you all the time. He'll make out or grope you in public with no shame. As for being caught in the act, he also doesn't give a fuck, if anything, hell feel a little proud.
S - Stamina: Versus is more likely to not last as long, but be able to go for many rounds. He tends to go fast and hard, take a short cool down period, and then go right back at it again. Play your cards right, and you're getting morning sex, after breakfast sex, sex after lunch, sex on the evening, sex as the sun goes down, and sex all through the night, to end up having morning sex when you wake up again.
U - Unfair: He's such a fucking asshole, of course he loves to tease you. He can be a little condescending during sex, but not genuinely, it just makes him hard to dirty talk. Edging you is isn't an option when he's fucking you, he's too focused on himself, but if he's fingering you eating you out, you're exclusively being edged.
V - Volume: Loud and unrestrained, he doesn't care what he sounds like, or who hears him, or if he sounds attractive while doing it. Be prepared for strings of profanities, unintelligible dirty talk and moaning, and grunting with almost every thrust.
W - Wild Card: We know from his backstory and character that he has a overall dislike and grudge against society, and after being abused, abandoned and unjustly imprisoned, he's been left with a dislike of authority figures and being pushed around. My osu holy brain is telling me that he may use sex as a way to feel in control, and exert his will over something for once, so I believe he'd typically take the more dominant role. Someone's preferred dynamic in sex is often a reflection of what they feel they can't have during normal life, so while he wouldn't do anything to upset you, he feels a thrill in being the one having the power.
X - X-Ray: 5 to 6 inches, thick, bulbuous head, several veins.
Y - Yearning: He is always thinking about you when you aren't around. Anytime he's forced to go out and do something, wether it's a job, a chore, anything, he's trying to get through it as quickly as possible to get back to you. Nothing makes him hotter for you than being away from you. If you really want to get under his skin, send a few risky texts, or a sexy pic, and he's bricked up, trying to get home as quickly as possible, and is pissed off and ready when he does. He simultaneously loves and hates when you do this to him.
Z - ZZZ: He expends all his energy during sex, so he's quick to drop off after sleep. He'll be snoring next you while you're still leaking his cum and trying to get your heartrate back to normal.
here for another jojo matchup! it's been so long since i've written one of these sob emoji
i'd like to see who you can match me with from parts 1 and 2! i usually ask for part 5 since it's my favorite, but i've never had a part 1 or 2 matchup.
my pronouns are she/they, i'm an aries and infp if that matters at all in this matchup.
i'm short, i know i'm short, so it doesn't bother me. I've got dark brown hair, fucking huge hazel eyes (bc im pretentious like that, i have to mention they're hazel), moles and beauty marks all over my body. don't delude yourself, i'm also chunky. i'm a big bitch, but that's okay. i'm not happy with the way i look, but that's life.
i prefer dressing comfortably over dressing stylishly, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to look nice. if something looks nice but feels horrid on my skin, i'm changing. it's the autism in me fr.
my hobbies include; writing, reading (so much), drawing (sometimes), and baking. I love baking when i'm in the right company. But i'll also bake by myself, too. I love me a sweet treat.
i love so so hard but so quietly. i don't know how to show my affection, and every time i want to say something adoring to the people i love, it gets caught in my throat. i have to have them read it through a screen or on a paper. it's why i became a writer in the first place.
you could say that means my love languages are gift giving and quality time. and physical touch, too, probably. I like hugs and cuddles enough. probably.
i hope this is enough. <33
Alright, I'd match you with...
Santana
I know we don't get a lot of screentime of him in the show, so some of his personality is hard to nail down, but idk, you just gave me a vibe I guess.
I think Santana would be attracted to you physically before emotionally. Not in a gross, shallow way, just in that during the time before you interact personally, he's already noticed your appearence first. The first flash of your eyes in his direction, and that moment of eye contact was where the first little seed of attraction was planted, and it grew from there. He'd only have a short period of admiring from afar, before he's just finding reasons to be closer to you. Not that he's hiding it really, all of the pillarmen strike me as people who would be very phsyically casual with the people they enjoy being around. Wether it's sitting with you pulled close to his side, lounging around you, or just standing or sitting next to you when given multiple options, I think he'd be comfortable around you even before you talk much. He seems to be a man of few words, and you seem to have a similar nature.
You mentioned being chubby, and while it's technically a personal headcanon, I don't think that any of the pillarmen would particularly care about that, some even liking it in its own right. In the ancient world, being heavier was a sort of sign of being wealthy and having food to eat and not needing to do manual labour, and therefore was considered attractive then in the cultural zeitgeist, and while they didn't exactly partake in human culture, I think the same perception would be held by them. Santana would find it strange you're not pleased with it, or that you care either way at all. I don't particularly think he gives a fuck either way, all women's bodies are attractive to him. Yours is just...a little more attractive to him, not that he'd tell you at first.
As for your height, pretty much everyone is short compared to him, so it really doesn't bother him. At first he just has to look downwards to talk to you, but when he gets to know you and feels the need to show a little more respect, he tends to crouch down some to be closer to your level, but that only really highlights the height difference even more.
You seem to me to be a more reserved, self-restrained kind of person, and I think he is sort of the same. As the lowest ranking Pillarman, he's used to staying in the background and not letting much of his own opinions slip, so I think the more quiet, observant personalities draw him in more than strong outward temperaments. It makes him want to get to know you. At first though, there's just sort of a quiet understanding shared between you, not communicated by words as much as in pure vibes. You just sort of gravitate towards eachother, often ending up in quiet contemplation as the others talk. It's a sort of confidential companionship that quickly ingratiates yourself to him.
He's not shy though, just less prone useless chattering. He's often blunt, not caring to honey his words with lies or sensitivity. His confession of affection for you would be equally plain-spoken and frank, and come quickly after he realizes he has feeling for you. Honestly he'd act very similarly to how you were as friends when you are as partners, he enjoys just being around you, no matter what you're doing. He's content just lounging around with you as you read, especially if you keep one hand on your book and one scratching his hair as he rests his head in your lap(especially right near his horns). In terms of the affection he likes to receive, I think he'd be more of a physical touch enjoyer. He wants to lay across your legs and let you scratch his back, or hold you in his and just sit together, or let you sleep on his chest through the night.
As for how you dress, Santana doesn't really care. He knows you like to look nice but he's obviously not one for wearing much clothes at all, and would generally prefer if you wore less too. And hey, your clothes can't be uncomfortable if you aren't wearing any. But if the two of you are staying together somewhere, definitely make sure to tell him if someone is coming over, because when it's just the two of you, he really doesn't see the need to wear clothes. Dude's just walking around dick out and sees no problem with it.
He also enjoys taking part in your hobbies, even if it's just in little ways. He'll read anything you give him inhumanly quickly, so load him up with all your favourites and he'll be able to talk about them with you in no time. He finds your human literature interesting, if a little below him. But if it makes you happy, whatever. As for baking, Santana has subsisted on humans and vampires for his whole life, but I'm sure he has taste buds anyways, so PLEASE get this man a piece of fucking cake. Even if his involvement is just eating the final product, he feels like he's doing something. Don't expect any legit criticism though, he's doesn't have the most refined pallet, and he wouldn't tell you if it was bad anyways. Give him a brick covered in frosting and he'll eat it.
Overall I think your relationship would be very easy-going. Not many arguments or quarreling, you both seem to intuitively understand the other, and he usually concedes his side after a while if anything does come up anyways.
(sorry this is so terribly late, I got super busy with work, then had to go out of state for a funeral, then got busy with the holidays and therefore even busier with work so oops. But hey, now it's like a Christmas present almost😅😅😅)
Had to do a NSFW Alphabet of my fav character from anything ever. This is more geared to a female partner, sorry.
A - Aftercare: His aftercare is simple but effective. He doesn't make you wait to get cleaned up, after a few moments of rest and a few words of praise, he's up, and bringing you a warm, moist towel to clean you up, sweat, and other fluids. He'd prefer to do it himself, but if you're embarrassed by him wiping the result of your combined climaxes from your more sensitive areas, he let you do it. After that, he'll lay back with you, and just relax. Scratching your back lightly, stroking your hair, just letting you come down from the high. Usually, you'll fall asleep on his chest.
B - Body part: His favourite part on others tends to be their thighs, or waist area. Thighs tend to carry a lot of fat, and wether or not there's muscle under that flesh or not, he finds them pleasant to hold or squeeze. He's not a big enjoyer of thigh jobs however, but he does like seeing them move and strain as you ride him. He also likes the waist area. Wether it's lean and toned, slim and smooth, or plush with love handles, he tends to use them as spot to grab you and pull you in when he wants affection. As for his favourite part of his own body, I'd say he's rather proud of his arms.
C - Cum: Generally thick in consistency, but more importantly, there's always a lot of it, wether it's his first time climaxing in a session, or the tenth. Pillarman biology man, that shit regenerates fast. For his preferred place to finish, he doesn't have a huge preference, but he finds cumming inside you the most natural feeling.
D - Dirty Secret: Wamuu isn't to secretive about any part of his sexuality, I mean, look at what he wears. He's especially not secretive with his partner, he will say the most blunt, overtly sexual things with no build up or context. If anything, he kinda likes that in this new modern world, his clothing is considered a bit revealing, and he secretly finds it amusing to see people's double-takes, or the way they resolutely avoid looking towards his groin or ass.
E - He has plenty of experience due to just the length of his life compared to humans, but in his own perception, he's not that experienced. He certainly wasn't as promiscuous as Esidisi when he and his masters were traipsing around the ancient world. He's always been focused on other things. When he was in the mood however, it wasn't that hard for him to find a willing partner. Unlike Esidisi or Kars, he disliked just going to brothels and paying someone for a quick fuck, he finds it almost unmanly, though he never let that slip to the others. He finds it much more honourable and satisfying to find someone more naturally, and put in what little work it would take to let him take them.
F - Favourite Position: He has plenty, but I'd say he especially likes what we'd call "prone bone" or a "speed bump" position, as they allow him to go hard and fast for long periods of time without putting stress on your body or joints. Humans are rather fragile compared to him.
G - Goofy: No. Other than light, appropriate humour as you're getting prepared, or light teasing during, he's a touch more serious than the average guy during sex. He doesn't really care of you crack a joke during sex(if you can even manage when fucking Wamuu is balls deep in you), but don't expect any laughter or even an acknowledgement of what you said.
H - Hair: He's just trimmed enough down there to avoid any hair showing out of his loincloth, but it's not really a priority to him. He finds it strange how concerned modern people are with staying shaved, especially if you're completely bare down there. He expects at least a little bit of a runway.
I - Intimacy: With as intense of a person as Wamuu is, it would be very difficult for him not to be intimate during sex. Again, unlike his masters, he's a bit more careful of how his partner feels, and doesn't see them as just a tool to use for his own enjoyment. If he's fucking you, he likes you for at least one reason other than your body, so there's always an attachment there, he's a bit of a romantic. He's a passionate man all-around, and he'll definitely make his fondness for you known.
J - Jack Off: He doesn't partake in masturbation too often, but you can't tell me that a naturally roided out, specimen of a man like him doesn't need a little self regulation at times. He's definitely not above it. I'd assume he goes at a leisurely pace, long, slow strokes, occasionally swiping his thumb over the tip. He's not edging himself, so to say, but he's not in any hurry to finish, he likes to take his time.
K - Kinks: He's sort of a natural guy, he doesn't really get into BDSM or sadomasochistic stuff, but he'll partake if you really want him too. If anything, his favourite kink to indulge in is praise. He finds it incredibly arousing when the person he's with melts at the sound of his words and compliments, it's also pretty cute.
L - Location: It's sort of depends. He's not against PDA, he finds it completely normal and natural to show affection in public, even if it's blatant things like patting your ass or making out, but actual sex is strictly private. He prefers the comfort of a bed, but after that the floor is actually his next go to, he's not typically one to bed you over a table or couch, he needs space to work with. He is also just like, a huge fucking man, so some spots are just too tight of a fit.
M - Motivation: He's gets most turned on by his partner being sweet or affectionate in innocent way. Little kisses to his palms or knuckles, leaning against him when you're sitting next to eachother, stroking his back or feeling his muscles, that's the sort of thing that gets him going.
N - No: He really just cannot get into roleplay. Nothing is more attractive to him then just himself, and you, and your own real dynamic. He's also really not an actor so him trying to play a role would be more funny than anything else. He gets the thought behind it, and why it might be considered attractive, but god does he just not enjoy it at all. Also like, what dynamic is cooler than ancient Aztec super-being vampire warrior and cute human.
O - Oral: This man wears your thighs like a fucking crown. He love giving cunnilingus, and he's particularly skilled at it. His hand is spreading your folds, his tongue is on your clit, his nose is right above your vulva and he is staring up at you to see every little reaction. If you runs hand through his hair or grip it, he's gonna be hard almost immediately. As for receiving blowjobs, he enjoys that too. To be honest, it's kinda hard to give him blowjobs considering his size, your cunt is much more equipped to handle his cock than your mouth/throat. It would mostly consist of licking up his length or swirling your tongue around his head, but seeing you work so hard to please him has him deeply aroused anyways.
P - Pace: This man is always deep and sensual, but the pace can vary depending on how both he and you are feeling. He prefers to go hard and fast, but if he's trying to help you relax or let off steam, slow and sweet is the way to go. Either way, he always has to take the time to get you ready and adjusted to the size of him before he can comfortably get going.
Q - Quickies: It's hard to say, but he prefers quickies for your sake rather than his. Like if he can tell you're hot and bothered he'll certainly eat you out or fuck you to climax quickly, but typically he prefers proper sex so he can really take his time, he feels that both you and he deserve it.
R - Risk: Not much surprises him after 10,000 years of being alive, and seeing all the sexual fads humans have gone through, but he's more into natural, "typical" sex. He doesn't really like the intense or more deviant things in terms of Dom/Sub dynamics, sadomasochism, BDSM, etc, it feels forced and awkward for him. He's all for trying new positions, but it'll probably be you bringing all the unique or new options to the table.
S - Stamina: Indefinite. He's a Pillarman, he could probably go forever. He understand that you however have a limit, and he's careful not to overwhelm you. There's probably also a point where it would stop being as pleasurable for him, but god only knows how long that would take, maybe days.
T - Toy: Not his thing at all. Doesn't like using them on you, especially doesn't like having them used on him. The very extent of his enjoyment of any props or tools during sex would probably be limited to maybe loosely tied ropes or chains, maybe handcuffs.
U - Unfair: He enjoys teasing you, but more-so in the leadup to sex, or when he's propositioning having some fun, but it never gets truly degrading or intense. In terms of edging, he's alright doing so for maybe a little while, but he can't help letting you cum to feel you tighten around him, or the look in your eyes when you let go. No matter what he knows he going to make you cum at least a few times, so edging to make each one more and more intense isn't really necessary.
V - Volume: He doesn't make any efforts to quiet himself unless there's someone that could possibly overhear. If not, he'll groan and grunt and moan all he wants, and he's kinda loud. But personally, I'd fucking love that, who wouldn't.
W - Wildcard: Sort of a personal thing but for some reason I cannot stop imagining him prompting you to kiss him. Either leaning his head to the side so you have more space to kiss his neck and jaw, tapping his cheek to silently tell you to kiss him there, or straight up just saying "kiss me" bluntly and openly. Hot.
X - X-Ray: He's huge, but we already know that. More importantly he's got great girth, with at least two veins along the length. His length is tan, with not really much of a difference in the head, maybe just a touch pinker, but not noticably.
Y - Yearning: Without a partner, his sex drive is minimal, it's not really a pressing matter to him. If he did have a partner he loved romantically as well as sexually, it's non-stop.
Z - Zzz: He doesn't really sleep unless it's that every 2,000 nap the pillarmen take, but he's content to let you fall asleep on him for the entire night through. I've always imagined the pillarmen could enter a sort of relaxed, almost sleep-like state if they wanted to though, but that's just me.
