It was all up to him, he thought as he kept his eyes closed and pulled his arm back. Up to him, he thought as he reached for something deep inside him and the star on his shoulder throbbed, telling him, now, now. Up to him, he thought as something older inside him woke up.
His fist opened. Star Platinum caught The World’s leg. His stomach growled.
The blood in Jotaro’s eyes was gone, and he could taste iron.
Another fic set in @goatpaste‘s Pillar Fam AU!!! based on THIS lovely art that i want to eat every time i look at it
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Ask me what type of romantic dreams I have at night.
The man in my dreams:
(He wasn't happy I escaped from my gilded cage)
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i imagine he was a decent father to the children he did keep
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it can't be too hard right?
it's easy not to think about things, he tells me i don't think all the time! wait...
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a scene from a fic that i have no clue if ill finish, let alone post, but look i made fanart of my own thing that doesnt even exist :D
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Thinking about art fucking you through your underwear.
Why? Because he wants to be punished.
He wants to know he can’t have it because he’s filthy.
Each thrust that doesn’t actually go inside you he pouts and just apologizes.
And you’re not actually mad at him, or even trying to punish him.
He just loved it so much, how could you not punish him?
Especially because of the face he makes whenever you do punish him.
Watching his eyes get all watery when you tell him no.
God you love it.
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