#jjba eproctophilia

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Hey while I’m here, I’ve been watching Pa/rt//3 again and the yeehaw man came up so

[ CW - eproctophilia, tummy rumbles ]

thicgken bout H0l H0r/se riding through the desert on horseback and getting his tummy jostled from the creature’s gait. But as always, the Casanova has a lucky lady riding in front of him. He struggles to keep quiet, his stomach rumbling covered up by the hoof steps, but soon enough he can’t hold it any longer.

The leather saddle below him amplifies the deep rumble coming from his a/ss, seeming to go on forever as he feels himself da/mn near deflate. It’s taking everything in him not to groan with pleasure, eyes half-lidded as he forces out the gas, his tummy tightening with each push. Thankfully, instead of taking blame, he laughs as he blames it on his steed, passing it off on the poor creature. It was big enough to come from a horse after all...

Note to self - His lovely ladies are forbidden from riding with him if he’s had a can of beans for dinner and a day full of tummy jostling horseback riding.

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I am gonna make some narancia gas hcs

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[ CW — eproctophilia ]

Jos/eph and Cae/sar having some food poisoning troubles after having some treats! Inspired by a post I RBed the other day here of an imagine with ‘two characters having food poisoning and cuddling while they lay together in bed, pressing on each other and releasing sick farts.’ 🖤🤍

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Thinking about Jo/sep/h’s swamp ass after training blasting huge, rumbling farts into pillows and the faces of relief he makes without trying to hide them at all once again.

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[ Cw — eproctophilia ]

Lately I’ve been obsessed with the thought of J0nat/han and Sp33dWag0n traveling to go and fight D10, spending time together and roughing it outdoors as they travel.

More specifically though, I’ve been thinking about poor J0nath/an having many gassy issues on this trip. He’s used to a life of pure luxury, not eating sloppy greasy dinners over a campfire!

With his size and strength, his farts are just as powerful, and he’s so embarrassed as he tries to hold it until Sp33dWag0n is at least asleep. Just imagining such a strong man curled over next to his pal in bed, his hole quivering so desperately to release a surely deep and brassy fart that will make both of them need to get up from their sleeping bags. He needs to push it out so bad, but he’s a gentleman, he can’t do that!

Bonus points if Sp33d pretends to fall asleep so he can enjoy the sounds of his mate groaning and whining as he presses on his taut belly and let’s out deep, rumbling farts that stink so badly from his recent diet...

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Do you have any gas/scat/stomach ache headcanons for Bruno, by chance?

Hiiii! First of all, thanks for sending this my way. I love getting asks sm! I apologize that it took a while though. Second of all, of course I do!🖤🤍

I’m going to do this in the order you said! There’ll be a blocker between each prompt in case anyone reading would like to skip over one and just to organize hehe.

[ CW for eproctophilia, coprophilia and stomach aches! ]

Bruno has a pretty basic diet, just eating what he pleases and not often worrying about repercussions. He doesn’t avoid things because he knows they’ll give him a bit of gas.

One thing that does give him trouble and he will actively however is tofu and imitation meats. (Canon? Maybe...this is on his character info card in the manga).

Growing up in a family that was farm to table style of cooking made him a bit sensitive to anything highly processed.

When he does get gas, it isn’t too awful in scent, but his farts are deep and rumbly. It’s mostly just air trapped in his gut, but boy they can be embarrassing.

Speaking of loud and embarrassing, his guts in general have a tendency of being very loud. If you have a meeting with Bruno, you will know if he had skipped breakfast beforehand or if he’s having tummy issues.

He’s fairly thin, so when he gets bloated, it is very much noticeable. It just slightly strains his suit and unzipping it at the end of the day when he’s having tummy troubles is so good.

When he needs to pass gas, Bruno tries to sit on soft cushions or pillows. The sound is the worst part of the ordeal, and soft things help muffle the brassy farts that come from him. With his gas trapped deep in the fabric, it makes the smell much stronger and very much noticeable.

Meetings with Polpo always result in a night of gas after joining the Capo in greasy pizza, snacks and wine. He always leaves the prison bloated and crop dusting on his way home to his Squad’s base.

After those meetings, Bruno is prone to needing to go ASAP. He always needs to go mid-meal when he’s had his meal, which usually results in some leg bouncing under the table. Desert is sometimes a dread.

His BMs are usually long, deep brown, soft snakes that are usually easy to pass.

He has some pretty loud farts between the different pieces, and it’s pretty embarrassing because he can’t hide them in a pillow like usual, and it’s instead amplified in the porcelain bowl.

Because of his mostly healthy diet, the smell is pretty vile, and you can definitely tell when he was in the bathroom last.

As much as he loves them, espressos go right through him! Coffee in general is a hit or miss for whether or not it will make his trip to the bathroom Hell or not.

Bruno is usually pretty quick using the restroom. He’s very busy with his duties and doesn’t have much time to spare. Plus, he gets a bit embarrassed knowing that people may be assuming he’s going number 2.

He grunts softly as he goes, shutting his eyes and relaxing. It’s a bit hard for a man in his power to relax, so that’s basically the toughest part of his BMs.

Bruno is not one to show discomfort (we watched him hide being a zombie after all).

As mentioned before, his tummy is not afraid to tell him and everyone around him when it’s upset with loud gurgles and rumbles.

Because he’s so good at hiding his tummy issues, you can basically tell he’s having an upset when he starts subtlety kneading his tummy.

Opening his suit when he’s bloated causes a big sigh of relief, he’ll sit back and just relax after a long day of being bloated once he gets to unwind and relax his suit.

Bruno is very sensitive to bad foods. If he gets food poisoning, it will never get past his stomach. It’s coming out the front end, not the back.

You know he’s struggling when he burps and belches, he literally never does this unless he’s having a real bad tummy ache.

His burps end in small groans of relief, and he usually sits back and relaxes after especially big ones.

He doesn’t usually let people cuddle up too close with him and show his vulnerable side, but he can really feel a lot of relief from a simple tummy rub.

Bruno is not one to seek comfort from others, but if you cuddle him and gently rub his taut belly, he will soon relax in your grasp and accept the love.

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Joseph Bathroom HCs

Major CW for omo eproctophilia and coprophilia!

Never wipes after he pisses, of course. Flick it and go.

Pisses hard and long. Never takes the courtesy of aiming his stream at the edge, instead letting his piss hit the surface and rumble loudly.

Definitely let’s a few rip without shame when he relaxes to piss, in public or not.

His piss is usually potent in scent and fairly yellow from forgetting to drink throughout the day. It’s an unmistakable scent.

Joseph is not affraid to tell you when he has to use it. He’ll be a total baby and just whine and whine when he has to piss until you get him somewhere to go.

Not picky about bathrooms. This man will pop a squat behind a building with no hesitation if he needs to go bad enough.

He farts a LOT when he has to go number 2. When you hear those farts coming one after one, you’d better take the bathroom before he spends an hour in there.

Stomach clutcher when he eats something bad and gets an upset stomach. When he starts cramping and whining, you may wanna prepare and open some windows.

Full swamp ass when he farts. It’s hot, it’s heavy, and it’s powerful and musky.

His shits are solid logs that are heavy and big. When he goes to take a dump, he’s gonna be a while with those hole stretchers. He farts all the way through, blasting ass when a log is finally dropped, only for another to breech.

Always calls going to the restroom something crude (chopping logs, pinching a loaf, turtle heading, etc.). Caesar is always disgusted.

Big grunter when he’s going number two. You’ll know he’s taking a dump if you walk by the bathroom (if the smell doesn’t hit you first).

After he shits, you may as well call that bathroom out of commission. The seat is hot, the air is warm for some reason, and he doesn’t even bother to clean up the bowl of his mess. Turn the fan on, spray some air freshener, and pray that’s his last shit of the day (it’s not).

Sometimes he “forgets” to flush if Caesar is around just to hear him yell about how disgusting he is and giggle.

Does not hesitate to tell you how good that dump felt in graphic detail. Bonus points if the person he’s telling has a k!nk and they just have to listen to Joseph boast about his amazing shit.

Not the best wiper. One or two are usually good enough for him. Who’s lookin back there anyhow?

To be continued later...🖤🤍

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Caesar Bathroom HCs

CW for omo eproctophilia and coprophilia!

Always wipes after pissing. He hates that it’s so normal for men to just flick it off. He wipes to be clean but he also hates the sensation of that last little drop in his underwear.

He wouldn’t dare leave a date to go to the restroom! This has left him with an iron bladder and some very fast drives home to relieve himself.

Very good at hiding if he has to pee. If you see him crossing or bouncing a leg that means he’s moments from having an accident and somehow still very calm.

His piss is a very light and healthy yellow, almost clear. He takes care of himself fairly well.

His stream is soft, taking his time to use the restroom and making it a pleasant experience. He usually sighs contently once it finally starts flowing, especially if he was holding it a while.

Unfortunately for this Casanova, he is very gassy. Burps, farts, and hiccups galore! Perhaps it’s his special Hamon technique...

Obligatory burping/hiccuping bubbles comment for Caesar hehe.

His hiccups are quick and soft, he can usually cover them up by just a hand over the mouth, but they’re still annoying.

As polite as his hiccups and pissing is though, one thing he loathes are his toots. With the mixture of Italian food all the time, hours of training, and just general grassiness, his farts are something awful.

Caesar’s farts are bubbly and rumbly, feeling like bubbles when he pushes them out. No SBD farts here, he always gives some loud and rumbling farts.

After holding it in all day, Caesar usually has to push on his tummy to coax out his gas. He usually does this in just a shirt, knowing his boxers and pants will be stained with the scent.

When he finally gets it to come out, Caesar grunts and moans with relief. Sometimes he has to take a breath before continuing to rip an especially long fart.

Sometimes he’ll even lay on his stomach and spread his ass to try and make it easier for him.

He’s had a few...accidents while pushing those toots out. When those bubbly toots sound wet and muddled, he knows he’s pushed too hard.

Bath farts are wonderful because it’s easier to hide the smell and sound! But he gets a bit embarrassed at the sight and knowing he’s tainting the water he’s bathing in.

Just like his farts, Caesar is not a quiet or polite pooper unfortunately for him.

His bowel movements are just as bubbly and messy as his farts. His poop is soft and smooth, usually coming out in long, dark snakes.

He is victim to an upset tummy quite often, his stomach is just as posh as him after all! So, more than he’d like, he occasionally will have more liquid poops that bubble and gurgle out of his ass embarrassingly loud.

When he has these bouts of an upset stomach, he’s often softly groaning and rubbing his tummy to help coax out anything. He’s a bit of a whiner when his tummy aches.

When he wipes, especially after these messy poops, he’s very through. Perhaps a bit too much. He’s been left with an upset hole before from wiping too much, and Joseph has to stop himself from giggling at the sight of Caesar somehow being even more of a tight ass.

To be continued..? 🖤🤍

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Kars arising from his slumber to pass some gas that’s been disturbing his sleep. Hopefully the others won’t hear their snobbish Master blasting such vile farts from their pillar...🖤🤍

P.S. I post more of my artwork on my Twitter 🖤🤍

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I have no idea how chill Tumblr is with this sort of fe/ti/sh art but? May as well try some farts without any extra schmutz or nudity. Enjoy some Caesar toots!

Hate having to be so cautious with the Puritan ban...you can always find my full pieces on my Twitter though! Anyhow, enjoy, let’s see if the anti-horn knee gods will smite my page for this lol.🖤🤍

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Do you like prompts? I have one: Joseph infusing his farts with Hamon in battles and trying to teach Caesar how to do it too. Joseph uses this against the Pillar Men and they Hate. It.

I LOVE prompts! Thanks for sending this in! I’m gonna say this is when the Pillar Men first awaken and Joseph is trying to find a technique that’s comparable to Caesar’s bubbles to look cool (which in canon he ends up using the clackers). Also Speedwagon isn’t here...for his nose’s sake. Hope you like it! ^v^ 🖤🤍

CW below the cut for eproctophilia!

“Looks like you’re fine, Caesarino! Just a slice to your eyelid, not your actual eye.” Joseph says happily, pulling the blonde’s lid open crudely.

Caesar was still a bit dazed from the attack Wamuu had just inflicted on him. It left him with slices all over his body and face, ripping up his outfit and leaving him a bit confused. While he was dazed though, it gave the goofball in the room time to show off his not-so-great Hamon skills.

“Wamuu.” A deep voice called to the blonde Pillar Man, making the behemoth stand to his feet in attention. “We will be going. Take care of these humans as you see fit, Esidisi and I shall meet you outside the mines.”

Wamuu nodded, his masters heading out to get some fresh air after their long slumber. He went to follow them, not caring to waste anymore time with these humans, before a voice echoed through the caves.

“AHEM! AHEM! I think you’re missing someone here! The true Hamon master in the room!” Joseph calls out, whipping out his clackers and surging Hamon through them.

The three Pillar Men turned, giving blank looks to Joseph.

“You need to try my clacker volleys before you judge th—!”

Joseph was cut off when he watched the largest Pillar Man sent a puff of air his way, slicing the balls off of their strings just as he began his speech. The brunette whined loudly, kneeling as he tried to get his clackers back, but they were done for.

“OH NO! Why would you do that?!” He yelled, looking up at the monsters in the room. One of them in the back seemed to hold a hand over his mouth to stifle a giggle, making Joseph even madder. “You know I—..!”

Groooowwllll...

Joseph clutched his stomach, suddenly feeling a wave of pressure in his gut. Damn it! Why did he have that damn black spaghetti?! He knew pasta gave him gas! Then again, he didn’t know he’d be fighting three giant men who just came out of a wall. He stayed kneeling a moment, trying to think of what to do, clenching to keep himself from blasting ass right at this serious moment. But then, he got an idea...

Caesar looked from his post, still a bit hazy from Wamuu tossing him across the room. He looked at Joseph kneeling down, trying to figure out what in the world he was planning. He watched Joseph wobble to his feet, green eyes glimmering with the smallest bit of hope. Had he actually discovered a new way to use his Hamon, like his own Hamon bubble launcher? Perhaps he should have some more faith and—

fffFRRRAAAP..!

Caesar’s mouth is agape in shock. Did he just..? He didn’t...

The Pillar Men all have different reactions. Kars’ face is filled with pure disgust, covering his nose and pinching it. Esidisi covers his face as well, secretly holding back a giggle. Wamuu is completely unamused, looking down at the human in pure disgust.

“Hahah! How does that smell?!” Joseph boasts, hands on his hips. “Like Hamon?! I bet it does!~”

Caesar goes to speak, before holding back a gag, pinching his nose like Kars. Good God. What did Joseph eat?! That’s awful, even for someone already so disgusting like Joseph!

“Caesar!” Joseph called to Caesar, to his dismay, looking back at the blonde. “I know you were on that date earlier! Surely you’ve got some gas back there! Infuse your Hamon into it and burn their lungs!”

“...Joseph are you kidding me?”

“What..?! C’mon! You just gotta—!” Joseph pauses, squatting slightly and furrowing his brow. One eye shuts, brows furrowing as he grunts and pushes again.

prrrt..!

Caesar smacks a hand on his face, dragging it down. ‘We’re doomed...’ He thought.

“At least try!” Joseph whined, loosening his belt a bit to help his slightly bloated tummy. “C’mon! It’s just like Hamon breathin’! You just gotta..."

BLURRRTT..!

Wamuu had to cover his mouth as well now. Admittedly, it did bring the sting of Hamon into his own lungs, but he wasn’t going to say that. Humans are absolutely repulsive even 2000 years later.

“Caesar! Just try! Just once for me, please?!” Joseph called out, pressing on his stomach to try and move more gas out. “I know you had all that pasta and wine on your little date! You gotta be a bit gassy!”

The Zeppeli sighed, leaning up against the wall as he caught his breath from being attacked. He may as well try if it meant hurting these monsters.

“Wamuu, we’ll be leaving. Deal with them.” Kars groaned, turning around with Esidisi as they left.

bbbrrrRBRBRBBBRAP!!

“There you go..!” Joseph gave a big smile as he looked over at his blonde partner, before he groans and covers his mouth. “Oh my God Caesar...”

The blonde blushed, groaning as he covered his face in embarrassment. He hates Joseph so much already. Disgusting...

“That was a good strong one though!” Joseph applauded Caesar, giving a big thumbs up. “At that rate that big guy will—!”

BBBBLOOOOORRRT..!

Caesar and Joseph both looked up in horror at the remaining Pillar Man, who stood there solemnly as if he didn’t just unleash the most horrid and disgusting fart the two boys had ever heard or smelt in their lives.

“Good LORD..!” Joseph groaned, muffled behind his hands. “Did you rip a hole through that loincloth..?!”

“Your childish games do not amuse me.” Wamuu spoke, turning around to walk away and meet his Masters outside. “Go on and leave before I feel more rumbling in my stomach. I’ve been asleep for two millennium and I assure you I’ve got a lot of gas that has been fermenting inside of me that entire time...”

Joseph and Caesar were silent, nearly knocked out by those noxious fumes filling the cave in an instant. Wamuu started to walk out, his cheeks a dusty pink from embarrassment. How uncouth...at least his Lords didn’t have to witness that. Still, it felt so good to finally get that out. Hopefully those humans will survive the other air he passes as he walks out of the caves. He appreciated their fighting spirit, despite how crude they both were with their techniques.

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I wanna draw or write something like this someday but I think it would be very hot if Caesar removed Joseph’s training mask (the one in my pfp) and blasted a vile, deep, gurgling fart into it before forcing it back on his face for the rest of his training.

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Hi! Would you be willing to write fart (and possibly scat) headcanons for adult Giorno? Just asking to be safe ^^

Hiii! First of all, thank you for being my first suggestion, I appreciate it a lot! Secondly, of course I’ll write about everyone’s favorite golden boy! 🖤🤍

Adult Don Giovanna HCs

CW — Eproctophilia, stomach issues, coprophillia at the very end

Don Giovanna spends lots of time doing lonesome work at his desk now that he’s on top of Passione. Clients visit during designated times, but for the most part, he’s all alone. Not that this is a bad thing. He’s free to lean over and pass gas whenever he feels the littlest urge.

Speaking of passing gas, the Don’s gas is very similar to his demeanor. Quiet but dexdly. They’re usually silent, long streams of gas or little toots. But don’t let his silence fool you, Giorno’s farts have a stench that will not leave.

Because of their quiet nature, Giorno lets loose a lot in front of others, especially during meetings with clients. After all, who are they going to blame? The gorgeous, blonde haired, powerful Don or his body guard in the corner who already stinks of gunpowder and B.O? Sorry Mista, but you’ve been looked at in horror so many times for Giorno’s doing.

His farts may be quiet, but their journey down his body are not. If you’re in a quiet room with the Don or have the honor of being cuddled up to him, you will surely hear his tummy rumbling and gurgling. It seems to not effect or bother him, but his gut is always making little sounds. The most noticeable is the one right before a particularly nasty silent fat, a long groan as it travels through him.

Because they’re on the quieter side, you won’t see it coming. But if he’s in public you may be able to catch him in the act by a tell in his face. His face will scrunch the tiniest bit, like a small scowl.

Since he was born in Japan and moved to Italy as a young child, his stomach is well adjusted to italian cuisine by his adulthood, but he still has some foods that give him issues occasionally. Garlic bread is a big one, garlicky foods in general. Perhaps it’s some of those vampiric genes coming out to punish him!

Giorno is a very stoic man, but being gassy is very frustrating for him. You’ll catch him pressing on his tummy behind his desk if he’s especially bloated some days. Golden Experience will give him tummy rubs under his desk when speaking with clients if need be.

Coprophillia HCs

Giorno is pretty healthy, so his bowels are fairly chill. He usually makes a longer trip to the bathroom about twice a day, three times if he stays up especially late.

His stool is usually soft, smooth, and slides out easily. The experience is pleasant, but the smell is not. Even Giorno is a bit ashamed by it and has to cover his nose at times as he washes his hands. But, like before, no one assumes such a pretty and quiet man would be the culprit for bombing the bathroom like that.

He has a bit of an odd thing that can be exciting for him. Going to the restroom outside. He’s not quite sure why, but something about being in the woods and popping a squat when he’s desperate is appealing to him. It’s crude, and it’s a secret for him, but something about it excites him.

If he does indulge in this at times, he feels bad just leaving his mess there. So Golden Experience will usually put it to use as some makeshift manure and cover it up with some especially pretty wild flowers.

Sometimes when his bowels are unhappy with him, Giorno has trouble telling the difference between him needing to pass gas and actually go to the restroom. He’s had many an incident at his desk where he leans over to poot, only to jump up and rush to the restroom.

Diarrhea is very watery and fast for him. It leaves him sweating and gasping, clutching his stomach and groaning quietly. His usual quiet bathroom visits and toots are turned loud as he blasts fast and hard when his tummy is upset.

You’ll find him in bed when he has these tummy issues, his nice suit taken off and replaced with loose pajama pants. Golden Experience usually rubs his tummy or even his butt if he’s especially sore. He’s usually good with pain, but Giorno hates stomach issues that result in watery poops.

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I’m working on some asks rn so it’s on the back burner, but I had someone on Twitter ask me something and it made me think of Wamuu. I love him so much he’s such a perfect big-guy-but-so-submissive type...

Not to mention he’d have the gnarliest and loudest farts ever. But I digress...hopefully I can get those back burner HCs done soon.🖤🤍