#giorno x gn reader

[starry-snippets]

thinking about going on a picnic date with giorno. he's dressed in a beautiful ivory shirt, extravagant ruffles down his chest and around his wrists. his hair is blowing in the gentle breeze, eyes captivated by you picking flowers. your stands are talking on the blanket, gold watching the ants journey to the basket and your stand picking up grasshoppers. meanwhile you're plucking growing flora from the ground as gently as you can, twisting the stems until you've made a flower crown. made from baby's breath, gerbera daises, and cosmos, you offer it to giorno. he accepts with an ethereal chuckle before placing it on his head. you kiss his nose, charmed by his natural charisma. gold follows in your footsteps, twisting grass into a crown for your stand. some strands morph into butterflies and ladybugs, the insects adding character to hid creation. you and giorno watch your stands interact as giorno makes you the prettiest crown you've ever seen comprised of complimenting flowers. as he places it on your head he tells you that of all the flowers in this meadow, none are as vibrant, unique, and stunning as you

[cherrys-side-bitch]

Could you please write for Mista, Narancia, and Giorno with letters Y, P, E, and J? (Sorry if that’s too many letters ^^)

𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗 𝔸𝕝𝕡𝕙𝕒𝕓𝕖𝕥

Gn! Reader, Fluff

Includes: Mista, Narancia, and Giorno

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

He’d like to say that he is more dominant than he truly is, but he knows that he's pretty laid back. He’ll tell you if something you did bothered him, but otherwise he doesn't comment too much, if you get what I mean.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Whenever Mista gets jealous, he usually ends up getting super clingy, demanding your attention and not being around whatever is making him jealous. He’ll never admit that he's jealous, but it's very obvious.

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Mista takes any opportunity to show his love for you even if others are around. He’ll obviously tone it down if you want though.

Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

If he's on a long mission, he’ll usually text you to check in and see how you're doing since you're away. This often leads to some interesting half-asleep messages from him at 4 am.

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E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Narancia gets jealous very easily and will often end up getting aggressive unless you step in. After his outburst, he gets clingy, wanting to simply not be around whatever caused this feeling. Hanging out with you and playing a game or two usually gets him back to normal quite fast.

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Narancia loves showing off you relationship to others occasionally. At least he knows when it's too much.

Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

Narancia gets antsy when he's not around his lover often. This is most apparent when on missions without you, no matter the length of said mission.

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E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

Giorno is rather passive in the relationship, preferring to avoid disputes, but not to the point that he's getting walked over.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He isn't prone to jealousy, mainly because he trusts you. On the other hand, he doesn't know or have any reason to trust the other individual, so it's more like protectiveness than anything else.

If he does happen to feel jealous, it's usually because it's someone he knows that's flirting with you Mista.

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

He isn't shy with PDA but the most he’ll usually do is hold your hand or give you a peck on the cheek. Giorno would rather not be that couple.

Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

He doesn't end up feeling lonely often, but when he does, he has to call you to just hear your voice, even just once more, to reassure him that you're okay.

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[peptothesi]

Hello pretty boy

The JoJo’s being called pretty boy lmao.

Jonathan

🐶 Would not know what your talking about, where is the pretty boy?

🐶 It’ll take him a moment before he’s just like oh wait I’m pretty boy!

🐶 Flustered with a comeback.

Imagine him sitting down reading a book and you’re just lying your head on his shoulder looking up at him whilst he’s reading.

His eyebrows furrowed with concentration cause he’s so into the book, and you’re just there smiling up at him admiring your boy.

You reach your hand up lazily and stroke his face and his hand reaches for yours and locks you fingers together and it isn’t until you call him pretty boy he turns to you.

“Sorry my love did you say something??” He asked, his book in one hand carefully keeping his place in the book.

“I said hello my pretty boy” you grinned bringing his hand down to give it a kiss whilst you watch him try register your words.

His face lightens up when it connects and he kissed your hand back with a passionate look on his face “You’re prettier my love” he insisted before leaning down and giving you a kiss on the lips.

Joseph

✈️ He knows he’s pretty.

✈️ He’s not even arguing or anything he’s just like ah yes I am pretty boy that is me.

✈️ Maybe pretend not to hear you so you’ll say it again.

You were up bright and early ready to start your ham on training but before that you had to grab a quick breakfast but fortunately for you, you ran into Joseph.

“Oh well good morning pretty boy” you cheered.

“Hah? What did you say?” Joseph yawned stretching his limbs.

“Good morning?” You repeated not so sure what was happening.

“There was something else” he accused tiredly.

“Oh yeah don’t worry about it I’m going to get breakfast now” you excused before trying to walking away.

You were pulled back into warm toned arms wrapped safely around you.

“Not too bad yourself darling” Joseph sneered in your neck as you hugged back.

“You dick”

Jotaro

🐬 He just scoffs or rolls his eyes unless it’s you I guess.

🐬 But if you think about it being called pretty isn’t what is usually screamed at him it’s more like rugged bad boy or shit like that and Jotaro likes a bit of a change of pace.

🐬 He still won’t react like he likes it most likely just pulls the hat down.

You and Jotaro’s futons were next to each other so you both got the pleasure on waking up together.

When you woke up Jotaro was awake and sitting up stretching his limbs before turning to you.

“Good morning..” he greeted, he didn’t have his hat on just yet so you got to see his pretty face first thing in the morning so you said what first came to your mind without realising it.

“Hello pretty boy” you yawned sitting up as well not noticing Jotaro try hide his face behind his hand while star was looking for his hat.

You blink a couple of times to wake up your eyes before rubbing the corner then feeling a hand on yours.

His hand cautiously reached out to yours and intertwined his fingers with yours and looked at your sleepy confused face and messy hair looking back at him with a small smile.

“Hi..”

Josuke

💛 BABE!

💛 He’s loves it though, he’s aware he’s

“average” (I would slap the pompadour off his head if he dare said that in my presence though but whatever-) but he does love compliments.

💛 Probably would be like babe stahp! Do it again… but he’s a sweetie so it would be a lot more cuter.

You both were in school where you and Josuke hung out while waiting for koichi and Okutasy so you could start eating lunch, Josuke was sat up on the window ledge where the sun perfectly hit his features just right.

You sitting at your desk which is beside the window got the perfect look at your stunning boyfriend and got lost in thought.

Josuke noticed this at some point and waved a hand infront if your face to snap you out of it .

“Uh babe you good there?” He asked nudging your shoulder.

“Hmm yeah I’m good” you replied taking out your lunch as well.

“Oh yeah? What were you thinking about?” Josuke questioned, poking a hole into his drink carton before taking a sip from the straw.

“About you pretty boy” you quipped without missing a beat taking a bite out of your food.

Josuke choked on his juice gasping for air before turning to you looking flustered.

“BABE!” He hissed.

“What I was you look really cute today especially your pomp” you added winking at him before taking another bite.

He gave a cheeky smile with blush adoring his ears and cheekbones before he jumped off the window ledge and sat on your table where you received a kiss on the forehead.

“You’re too cute for me now gimme some of that it looks good!”

Giorno

🐸 He’s like Jonathan but worse he just keeps on pushing it.

🐸 Can’t take a compliment like oh my god-

“Hello pretty boy .“ you greet.

Giorno looks up from his work to give you his warm smile “Hello to you too, amor mío,”

You walk around his desk and place a kiss on his head before swinging an arm around his shoulders and taking a look at what he’s working on.

He watches you visibly crinkle your nose at the paper work and chuckles leaning into your body and holding onto your hand.

“ I feel the same my love trust me it’s no party.” he admitted rubbing his thumb onto the back of your hand.

“Would you like to take a break from it? You’ve been in here all day I could take you for a walk or some gelato?” You coaxed.

You hear him sigh and felt him stop rubbing your hand “ That sounds wonderful my love I think it’s time I take a little break I’ve done all I needed to do today anyways,”.

And with that you spin him to face you and pull him up by his hands to get him out of his chair and greet him with a kiss on the lips.

He sighs again but this time content in his tone “I’m feeling much better already,”.

You grin at him and grab his hand and lead him out his office “Let’s go then pretty boy,”

[yoshhii]

STYLING THEIR HAIR— bucci gang

no fugo or trish sorry! (´∀｀•)

bucciarati bruno

→˚₊· when you asked if you could style his hair he of course said yes

→˚₊· seeing your face light up meant the world to him

→˚₊· after all there wasn’t a lot of times where you two could hang out like this

→˚₊· because his hair was so short you didn’t have a lot of options

→˚₊· while you worked on styling it he sat perfectly still

→˚₊· his hair was so shiny and soft

→˚₊· when you were finished he looked in the mirror and smiled at you

→˚₊· he loves it and asked if you would like him to style your hair

→˚₊· if you say yes then he happily puts it in any style you want

→˚₊· but being a capo meant his free time was limited

→˚₊· he had to leave for business reasons but not before he gives you a hug and a quick kiss on the forehead

leone abbacchio

→˚₊· “no.”

→˚₊· of course… it wasn’t going to be easy to convince abbacchio to let you do his hair

→˚₊· so you might need to beg him for a bit

→˚₊· “please?” “no” “please?” “no” “just this one time?” “….fine.”

→˚₊· he hesitantly sat down in front of you

→˚₊· “you better make this quick.”

→˚₊· if this was anyone else he would tell them to f off but you where an exception

→˚₊· soft…his hair was very soft

→˚₊· it was so smooth, long, and silky it was nice to touch

→˚₊· you decided to put his hair up halfway

→˚₊· you could see him relax as your fingers ran through his hair

→˚₊· it was nice having you around, it gets his mind off of the stress he has from working so much

→˚₊· when you finished he was a little disappointed it ended so soon but didn’t say anything

→˚₊· when he saw the results you could see a small smile form on his face

→˚₊· “ it looks okay” he absolutely loves it

→˚₊· he now expects you to do this more often but he’ll never tell you

giorno giovanna

→˚₊· “i don’t see why not”

→˚₊· so here he is sitting down, letting you unbraid his hair and style it to whatever you please

→˚₊· his hair is so beautiful, it basically glows in the sunlight

→˚₊· compliments you and your hairstyling skills

→˚₊· might use golden experience to put some flowers in his hair ( he looks so majestic)

→˚₊· would let you do this again

( i don’t know how to write giorno so that’s all i have sorry)

guido mista

→˚₊· “are you sure? my hair is not that long”

→˚₊· he doesn’t mind you styling his hair, it’s just that there’s not much to work with

→˚₊· but he happily places himself down and takes off his hat(?)

→˚₊· have you ever seen him without it on?

→˚₊· if not then now you have!

→˚₊·very short and lots of curls

→˚₊· he has a bit of a disappointed expression because of how short his hair is

→˚₊· but you make him feel better by telling him it’s perfectly okay!

→˚₊· you can probably put some mini bows in it

→˚₊· well whatever you decide to do he’s happy about it

narancia ghirga

→˚₊· when you ask him he of course says (more like yells) yes

→˚₊· “ OF COURSE YOU CAN!!”

→˚₊· like mista he doesn’t mind what hairstyle you do, he’s happy with anything

→˚₊· moves a bit when you’re styling but it’s not to much

→˚₊· might get impatient if you take to long so you’ll have to tell him to wait a little longer

→˚₊· when you’re done he basically jumps up and down from excitement

→˚₊· “YOU DID THIS Y/N?? HOW COOL!”

→˚₊· runs to show it off to everyone

→˚₊· he would like to do your hair as well

→˚₊·it might not look as good but its sweet that he tried

[bygiornogiovanna]

Their reaction to being the only one avoided by their darling

Part 1

Part 2

What if you, their crush, were friendly with the rest of the group…except them? How will they react? How will they feel? What will they do about it?

Featuring: Bucci gang (separately)—Bruno, Abbacchio and Giorno

GN reader, except the use of the term “amorina”

A/N: Out of the writing slump we gooo!

Bruno Bucciarati

Let’s say he is going to be confused. And maybe sad. No, definitely sad. Even if he is sad about it, he will try giving you time to adjust to your new group;

However, after some time, when he noticed that, out of the six boys, he was the only being avoided, he felt awful. You even liked Abbacchio and weren’t scared of him, but it seemed like when Bruno appeared you were ready to dissolve;

Why didn’t you like him? What could have he done to earn your hatred? Damn it, he was the one that brought you here! If it wasn’t for him, you would be six feet under! It was frustrating, really;

The truth was, you didn’t hate him. Quite the opposite, may I say. Out of them all, he was the one you were attracted to. But the thing was, you couldn’t be yourself around him since you cared about his opinion and you didn’t want to be disliked by him. So, you shied away every time he was near you;

Bruno was determined to make you like him, even if he didn’t know you already did. And, being a capo, he could easily make it that you two went completely alone on some missions. Only by coincidence, of course;

After one of those missions, you and Bruno were spending the night in a five-star hotel. It was a pretty luxurious place, but you can’t expect anything else from Bucciarati, can you? You two could’ve gotten back to Naples this night, but he wanted to spend time with you without being interrupted by the boys;

As usual, you tried to avoid him as much as you could in that room. You stayed much more in the bathroom than usual, you went on the balcony when he was in the room, and you tried to not show how flustered you got when he was close to you. You tried. But it seemed like today he didn’t let it slide;

“Y/N.” His harsh tone took you off guard, his intimidating presence making you bite your lip anxiously. You knew that this day was going to come, that you couldn’t play this pathetic game of cat and mouse, but you weren’t ready to talk about it yet;

“Yes?” You responded, your voice coming way smaller than you meant to and you didn’t turn to Bruno. Yes, you were a pretty good actor but…around him, your acting skills disappeared. Who knows what you will do when you see him? Was he disappointed in you?

“Turn around for me, amorina” His tone softened a bit and he waited. It was something weird about it, it was like…he wasn’t asking you to do it. He was, sort of, ordering. Yeah, it was one of the tones he usually used before getting mad. So you really were on thin ice;

You did as you were told, even if you weren’t supposed to follow his orders in your free time, but you couldn’t help. You felt weird to ignore what he was saying when he was using that tone since it felt like disobeying him. And that made you think: Humans really are weird, aren’t they?

“What’s wrong? Do you hate me? Why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong? And if yes, what is it? I want to fix it, but I don’t know how.” The way he sounded now, completely different from two seconds ago, truly sincere and hurt, made your stomach twirl in anxiety. Was it the wrong decision to act like that with him? Maybe it was, but you had no idea how to act around him without embarrassing yourself and making him dislike you. “Please, tell me what I did wrong.”;

“I…You…I don’t h-hate you. And you didn’t do anything wrong, please don’t think like that.” You forced yourself to look into his eyes while speaking and you hated yourself even more when you saw the relieved look in them. He looked so at ease and you let a soft smile make its way on your face. But you knew it wasn’t over by the glint in his eyes: he still wanted to know the reason you were avoiding him;

“So, are you going to tell me what I want to know or not?” Bruno asked while raising one of his eyebrows. “I won’t get away, right?” You huffed out, slightly amused by the way he nodded, a small smirk covering his face. You explained your reasoning, as fast as you could, hoping that he wouldn’t understand and you could run to bed…and hope you don’t wake up. Ever;

Bruno’s smirk didn’t wipe off his face, more so, it became larger. The fact that you liked him back was a surprise and a big ego boost. It made his heart jump happily in his chest. In a swift motion, he took you by your waist and pressed your chest against his;

“If you liked me back, you could’ve just told me, tesoro. No need to ignore me, I knew I was yours since I laid my eyes on you.”

Leone Abbacchio

When Leone first saw you, something happened inside him. It was the indistinguishable impression he had when he met Bucciarati, but at the same time, it wasn’t. There was something about you…The way you always stood your ground, but still managed to be liked by everybody. He was envious. He wanted to be like you. To be this open to everybody;

He hated the fact that he couldn’t describe this feeling he had about you. He hated the fact that you were always so chatty and open. And he absolutely despised the way you looked at Giorno like he was the best man you have ever seen;

The fact that you were so close with that Giorno guy, laughing with him like you’ve known him since you two were babies summed up with you avoiding him and acting like you were petrified every time he appeared next to you made Abbacchio’s blood boil. His hatred towards the poor blonde increased to the point he broke one of the teacups’ handles. What did Giorno have and he didn’t? Why were you only ignoring him?

Eventually, the boys started to pick up Abbacchio’s signals that he threw unconsciously, and, when you weren’t there, they teased him. Except for Giorno, who kept his mouth shut in fear of not angering the man even more than he did with his simple existence. The man declined to have any feelings except tolerance for you, but he didn’t realize that his body language was betraying him: Jumping to protect you in missions, glaring at anyone who stared at you on the street, his body stiffening and his brows furrowing whenever he saw you next to Giorno, etc. He was whipped and everybody, except you, knew it;

“Oi, Abbacchio, how’s it going to Y/N? Still jealous of Giorno?” One day, you overheard Narancia’s voice from the living room. At first, you were confused. What did he mean by ‘Still jealous of Giorno?’. Why would be Abbacchio jealous of Giorno? And what did it have to do with you? You rarely spoke with Leone, being afraid to make him mad and he also intimidated you. His tall frame and cold demeanor or his deep voice…everything about him sent shivers down your spine and made you bite your lip. So, why would he even care about you?

You decided to sneak your nose into their conversation and pressed yourself onto the wall next to the door, listening. “If you don’t shut the fuck up, I’ll rip your hands off” Abbacchio answered and you held back a giggle. Why was he so defensive? “Come on, Abbacchio, don’t be like that! It’s okay to be in love!” Mista giggled and you heard the white-haired man slamming a glass, probably his wine one, onto the coffee table. At that, every other giggle in the room faltered and you could sense the tension raising;

“I swear to fucking God if you ever bring this up while they are home and they find out because of that I will personally smash each one of you against the wall and kill you! Now give me a fucking break!” He screamed and your heart stopped. You’ve never seen him so angry and it made you wonder why he didn’t want you to find out. Were you that bad or what was his reason? As you were about to leave, the door beside you was slammed into one of the walls inside the room and you flinched from the sudden sound, looking to your left slowly to see Abbacchio stopped in his tracks.

“Uhm…hi?” You whispered as his eyes traced your figure carefully, looking for any sign of discomfort or, actually, anything that could tell him if you heard his outburst. Judging by your surprised face, the way you flinched before, and the fact that your hands were slightly shaking, he figured you didn’t only hear his outburst, but much more;

“How much did you hear?” was his only question and you gulped. "Not much, I guess…“ You answered, at which he raised a brow, grabbing your wrist. Abbacchio didn’t say anything, stomping off while dragging you after him. You two arrived in his room and he pressed you against the now-locked door, one of his palms placed harshly against it. The other one grabbed your jaw in a tight grip, forcing you to look at him;

“I’ll ask again and now I want a sincere answer. How much did you hear?” the harshness from before remained and a shiver shot right down your spine at the look of…mixed emotions, you guessed, in his eyes;

“Didn’t know that you liked me so much, ragazzo. It was quite a surprise I can say. Kinda flattered, if you ask me.” you let out a laugh and he frowned.

“I have a question, why do you avoid me so much?” Leone said bluntly. He was relived that, maybe, you don’t hate him. But he still needed wanted to know why did you treat him like that until now;

“Wasn’t that clear? I like you! But I was afraid to not…annoy you so I kept my distance. I was probably wrong, but who cares. Now that I think about it, you always seem pretty bothered when I’m with Giorno.” 

“You know what, I don’t give a fuck, I heard enough.”

Giorno Giovanna

You two met when Abbacchio introduced you as his sibling and you immediately caught his eye. Your hair, your eyes, your face, the way you spoke, the way you walked…Everything about you mesmerized him. You weren’t like Abbacchio, not even close, or maybe…you were? He only saw you mad once, and it was exactly as if he looked at Abbacchio. The same glare, the same tone, the same posture. The only thing different was the pitch of your voice;

You were a piece of art for him. Lovely, fragile, heartbreakingly beautiful. He wanted you only for him to keep, only for him to see, touch and treasure. In your eyes, he could see someone’s mystery and he wanted to discover all of it. So, when he saw that you, kind of, treated him as your brother did, he was more than heartbroken. Even if you were less aggressive than your brother, you still gave him the cold shoulder;

Giorno wanted you to be happy, so he didn’t cross your boundaries. All he could do was watch you from afar. Well, from as far as he could since you all lived in the same house. The blonde didn’t want to bother you, and for sure he didn’t want to bother your brother even more than he already was;

You, of course, noticed that he backed off the moment you first ignored him. Which was exactly the opposite of what you wanted. But, it was a normal reaction. Leone warned you about this guy, Giorno, but he didn’t seem equally as bad as he made him see. And, since a part of you loved annoying your brother, you started to quietly observe the blonde from afar, missing the fact that he was doing the same;

You were surprised that, instead of hating him as your brother did, you found yourself falling in love with him. Something about him made you. You couldn’t exactly tell what, though. Was it the power he had in his hands? Was it the way his face warmed up every time he saw you? Was it the way he protected you on every occasion, even if “the protection” was just putting his hand on the corner of the table so you wouldn’t hit your head? 

At this point, you were avoiding him so you wouldn’t mess up or stutter next to him, not because your brother told you to. You tried your best to not do any of those things when you were near him and to put on your cold act to not blush at the few words he said, in the rare situations he spoke to you;

“Can we talk?” Giorno’s soft voice could be heard from your left side. You were on the roof alone, watching the sunset. You tried to clear your mind, planning on how to get closer to the boy standing next to you. You nodded, shyly making a place for him to sit;

“I don’t know how to start this, but here we go I guess...I'll be honest with you, I feel something for you. I could make a list with everything I love about you, but there wouldn’t be enough paper in the world for me to finish it. Or, one of us would die before I do. You are like a work of art- Wait. No, scratch that. You are a work of art. Every time I look at you, I’m at peace. I honestly don’t see anything wrong with you...Only the fact that...you are confusing me, Y/N. You are pretending to ignore me for days but blush at what I say. You are looking at me when you think I’m not watching and you are arguing with Abbacchio over me. I understand your brother may not like me and, if you don’t feel the same, it’s alright. Maybe I’m seeing things, but what I know for sure is that- Why are you crying?”

“I...I don’t know, to be honest” you let out a soft laugh through the small river of salty tears that were flowing slowly down your cheek. “Nobody talked like this about me in my entire life and I guess you really touched my heart. To be honest, while you were describing your feelings, you actually described mine too. I couldn’t care less about what Leone says. At first, I believed him, but over time I realized...I have fallen in love with you, Giorno Giovanna.”

"Well, this was easier than I thought it would be. I guess I really am a charmer, aren't I?" the blonde teased and you punched him in the arm, giggling. "Shut up";

"I promise I'll take good care of you. If I ever hurt you in any way, feel free to let Abbacchio kill me and I won't fight back." 

A/N: Hihi, the boys being a softie for Y/N. Dunno why Giorno's part is so poetic, blame it on Cigarettes After Sex. Part two coming soon!

[loving-mista]

"And suddenly I had a valentine." (giorno x gn! reader) this is based on the song "valentine" by Laufey because honestly its been playing in my head on loop <3

Giorno was never one to pay attention to any romantic advances anyone made towards him. That is until he met you, with you around for the first time he felt the need to captivate your attention.

He wanted you to notice him but when that finally worked it's like his brain completely fried. he has wanted your attention, love, and affection for so long yet now that he has it, he isn't sure how to go about it. Giorno becomes extremely careful not wanting to seem weird...but he has never been in this situation before, when you compliment or praise him for anything he's stuck for a few seconds. should he say something back?

is that allowed? he doesn't know. Giorno has never experience such love from anyone... but he's sure that he loves you just as much he knows that much. It may have been sudden, but now he has someone he wants to spend those days that most people see as days for lovers. He's happy yes but deep down he is a little frightened that he'd lose you. he can't have that knowing himself he'd probably spend the rest of his own life missing you and your love.

Giorno's heart jumps a little every time you say "i love you" he loves to hear those words from you they remind him that you feel that way about him... but those words also scare him a little bit because they also remind him that he can lose that love in any given moment. he doesn't know how he got caught in this romance with you, he's also not sure when he fell in love with you. But in the end hes happy he gets to call you his and he wouldnt want it any other way.

[strawberrysurecake]

Hey! I love your bucci gang tsundere headcanons! If you have time, how would the gang react if their crush was being flirted with by another member of the team or an outsider? Who would be subtle about their jealousy? Who would react in anger? Would anyone confess right then?

Thanks for the ask, anon! As always, I couldn't help myself and went a little overboard again. I thought it'd be more fun if I made up some specific scenarios for each.

If you'd like, you can view these headcanons as a continuation or alternate universe to these headcanons. It really depends how deep you want the tsundere lore to go.

Also, I seem to be writing Trish as more of a himedere than a tsundere. Whoops?

Jealous Tsundere Bucci Gang + Trish Headcanons

I had to be careful to not let them stray into yandere territory. I don't think we mortals are ready for tsundere-yanderes.

Giorno

He can very well see how Passione's newest recruit has taken a liking to you

Bolder than the average soldato, this newbie has the audacity to flirt with you, his commanding capo, in front of him, Don Giorno Giovanna

He looks on with contempt as your soldato's lips brush against your knuckles before bidding you farewell

Once his freshly-dubbed rival in love leaves his sight, he places his hand on the small of your back and guides you towards the passenger seat of his luxury Maserati

"I hope you don't mind a change of plans. There's a place I'd like to take you to that serves excellent soufflé. My treat."

It's a bit much to have brunch at an uptown 5-star restaurant but he desperately needs to show how capable and powerful he is as not only the boss of Passione but as a man, also

He's not jealous; he just needs to show who's in charge, is all...

Bucciarati

A fellow gangster from the tax collection team has been spending too much quality time with you

Passione's squads rarely intermingled beyond business but after a brief job involving you as an escort for the tax collection team, you have become inseparable from that wretched gangster ever since

It doesn't bother him

It doesn't bother him

It doesn't bother him

He hears your cute laughter over a stupid joke the tax gangster made

It does bother him

"I believe you've overstayed your welcome with the escort team. Shall I escort you back to where you belong?"

His jealousy is so obvious that it becomes easy material for you to tease him about for weeks to come

"I wasn't jealous!"

Mista

He has been feeling suspiciously energised, lately

On top of that, the Pistols have been eerily quiet

It's only when he checks his empty revolver during afternoon tea does he understand the horror of what's going on

The unsettling feeling in his stomach leads him across the hideout and to your door where he can faintly catch the whines of Number 3 and 5 and the crinkling of foil

When you allow him entry to your room, he is mortified to catch his Stand snuggling up to you with a bag of corn chips

You insinuate that he's jealous of his own Stand but that would be ridiculous

"Me? Jealous of my own Stand!? No! Never!"

Maybe he was being too obvious with his reaction as you've jokingly offered to hand-feed him snacks

The entire situation exasperates him

"Fine. You can feed the Pistols but don't complain when they bug you for more food later on, yeah?"

Narancia

Though it might not seem like it at times, he genuinely looks up to and respects his teammates as friends, comrades and family

However, there's this sudden urge to go ballistic whenever he sees his teammates get a little too touchy-feely with you

It grates on his nerves whenever Fugo leads you to your car seat with his hand nestled on your shoulder

It's not just Fugo who gets touchy but also Mista and even Giorno, too

He swears they're trying to fuck with him

As soon as Giorno is about to lay his palm over your hand, he swoops in like a hawk and pulls you someplace quiet and far away from the team

There is no platonic explanation for his actions so he stumbles over his words while coming up with an excuse

Confessing would be so much more simpler but he can't bring himself to do it today

"I-I just w-wanted to give you something..."

He gifts you his switchblade then runs off before you can catch his reddened expression

Abbacchio

Of all the men he thought could make him jealous, he never thought it would be a local nobody you met in a library once

There is nothing extraordinary about this man; he works a stable 9-5 job in a boring office complex and he looks utterly unremarkable

Despite that, he can't help but envy the man

If he stayed an uncorrupted police officer, would he be the one by your side, making you laugh and laughing wholeheartedly alongside you?

He wants to shut out this developing relationship you have out of his mind but it persists to haunt him

He doesn't know what your relationship with that man is but he does know he wants to take you out for dinner sometime to prove himself

His invitation over the phone has no mention of it being a date but he intends to make it feel like one

Over dinner, he realises you laugh and smile a lot more around him than with that other man

He might not be what you deserve but being with you does make him smile and laugh more often too

Fugo

He's trying very hard not to let jealousy overwhelm him

He can't help the furious death glare that burns holes into your flirty companion's skull

The nearest utensil is on the verge of shattering within his grasp

Everyone within a 10-15 metre radius has moved away for self-preservation purposes

He can only see red, feel red and be red

Luckily for him, your companion has left

Being so unimaginably enraged that it strikes the fear of God into his rivals apparently has its perks

Trish

There are five stages of jealousy

Stage 1 is denial: those chicks who ran up to you only want to know where the nearest station is and nothing more

Stage 2 is bargaining: even if those girls want more than directions from you, you'd surely prefer her company over their company

Stage 3 is anger: five minutes to ask for directions is more than enough time to locate a station and she is going to put an end to it—with force if she has to

Stage 4 is depression: after telling those girls off, it's apparent that you might have enjoyed the attention they gave you more than hers

Stage 4.5 is tsun: if you're really sorry for making her wait for five minutes, you'll treat her to a manicure

Stage 5 is dere: its not the service of you giving her free a manicure that she treasures but the extra time she can spend with you while you hold her hand in hers—something those girls won't get to experience

[nezebel]

♡ jojos + jobros doing black!readers' hair part 2♡

a/n: hello my lovelies! i'm back to make a part 2. honestly loved writing the first part so yk i had to double it 😝 sorry this took like a million years. I had state testing and i do have to prioritize so yk how it is

Part 4

Josuke Higashikata

Since you two do your daily hair care routines together, he has a decent idea of how he can at least detangle and part it. The first part of the braiding process is easy. However when it comes to actual braiding, you can tell he's confused.

"You said you wanted braids like Moesha? I don't know how to do that at all."

"It's easy. Haven't you ever braided something at least once? Like some string or something?"

"Nope! Sorry, babe."

You sigh as you explain how to braid hair to your darling clueless boyfriend.

He finally finishes your Moesha braids, and they look pretty good. However, he wishes you would've asked him to do something simpler. His hands are sore and his nose burns from the smell of shine n jam and shea moisture. At least he did your edges cutely (he made a little heart with them!). 9/10!

Okuyasu Nijimura

You are scared. Terrified, even. The minute he saw the same braids you wore on a girl in some MTV music video on the TV, he knew he wanted to help you out. So you let him! He has no idea what he's doing.

"Oku, do you know what you're doing?"

"It can't be that hard, right? Just cross those two strands of hair and make them look pretty."

"Oku, you're supposed to cross three strands. THREE."

"Oh..."

It's okay though. He eventually gives up and watches you do your hair yourself and learns a lot. When you're finished, he helps you put purple and black beads on the ends of your braids. Overall, 10/10 (for the beads lol).

Part 5

Giorno Giovanna

You two usually do your hair together like Josuke, so it's not too hard for him to figure out. That doesn't mean he doesn't have his fair share of difficulties, though.

"Amore? Yes, I grabbed the extension hair...gel? Hair gel? Let me check." He rummaged through his plastic bag, worrying just a bit.

"Giogio?" You say, slightly worried. He had been looking for quite a bit. "Giorno," you almost warn, an irritated tone in your voice. Finally you hear the sound of a plastic bag being put down.

"I'm sorry, dear. I got the hair gel. No need to worry."

He finishes your hair nicely. While he does cheat a little bit with his stand when taking out a tangle or lazily getting rid of a pile of extension hair that had a mind of its own, he gets it done well. He puts in blonde, of course, to match with him. You even figure out how to do little hair rolls to match his. He puts wooden beads at the end for a nice finish. Overall, 8/10!

Bruno Bucciarati

Very patient. Shockingly patient. You'd assume he'd try to take a little break, but he kept going until he finished the job (very like him). Although he was a little nervous about messing up your butterfly locs, he still did them pretty nicely.

"Ah, am I twisting these right?" He questioned himself, looking at the loc in his hands. The air smelled heavily of incense and hair product (both because of you).

You smile slightly. "You'll be just fine, dear. You're doing so well already, especially for you first time with faux locs," you reply, a hint of encouragement in your tone. He takes it as inspiration, hums in reply, and continues.

Your locs are gorgeous! Bruno even adds pretty gold charms to go with them. They're simply beautiful and he can't stop staring. Overall, 9/10!

Part 6

Jolyne Kujo

Jolyne has wanted to do your hair for a while. She's retwisted a head or two in jail, so she definitely knows what's up. When you finally say yes, she's ecstatic!

You and Jolyne had been thinking about what kind of hairstyle to do for a while, but she's finally got the best idea.

"Darlingggg?"

You turn your head to Jolyne. "Yesss?"

"Why don't you do jade braids? You can match your hair with mine!" she tells you excitedly.

You think for a moment. "I dunno, Jo...That's kind of a hit or miss."

She sags her shoulders a bit. "You'll be fine, promise. Besides, you and me matching will be sooo cute. Think of the photo opportunities."

You sigh, giving in, but give her a small smile. Moving in quickly, you give her a small kiss on the cheek. "Okay. I trust you."

"Then let me work my magic already."

And she most definitely did. Jolyne gave you crystals and gold accessories as well as lip gloss and mascara (if you're into that) to go with your hair. Surprisingly enough, she had made the yellow/dark green combo work pretty well on your hair. She just wouldn't stop kissing you. 10000/10!

Ermes Costello

Come on now. You know she'll hook you up. As soon as she asks to do your hair, you instantly say yes. The two of you decide to go all out just to prove her braiding skill with micobraids.

"I dunno, Ermes. Microbraids are most definitely not for the weak," you warn her. "Your fingers will be gone when you're not even halfway through."

She simply shrugs. "So? I'll make it worth the wait." She sits you down and begins to work on your hair.

She was, surprisingly enough, able to finish the microbraids in six hours. When you asked her how, she claimed she just had 'fast hands' (something you disagreed with especially when you were playing Mario Kart). She went through the additional pain of adding jewelry to some of the braids (which was hard since there were so many, like lord have mercy), but they looked amazing in the end. 1000/10, like Jolyne.

thank you for reading! I've had a recent spike of creativity. Another reason why this took so long is because my computer broke 😭 like literally, the entire screen is shattered. it's heartbreaking. fly high little chromebook 😞 on another note, if you guys have any ideas dont be shy to suggest them! I'm trying to improve my writing so go ahead! The content that is easiest for me to write for include JJBA, LOZ (BotW, TP), and KNY! I'm so obsessed with kny right now it's not even funny so help yourself! love you all dearly mwah buh bye

[moon-lv3r]

playmate ~🍓

🦋 category: angst, hurt no comfort, one-shot

🦋 characters: fugo

🦋 summary: you were his childhood friend, one of the only good things throughout his childhood but as usual, nothing in his life goes well. even after meeting each other again after years

🦋 warnings: violence

🦋 notes: im in the mood to write some sad shit, no peace here under my watch, also mental health is going to shit again. as usual i am not proof reading this shit so grammatical errors !!

Children loved going to the playground but you and Fugo were a fan of something else. Each other’s presence and the things that the both of you do. On the rare chance that Fugo’s parents ever let him out, the both of you go to your favourite park, lay in the grass, under your favourite tree, tell each other stupid things. As mundane as it sounds, you have grown to like it. The both of you were of the same age, 5. But Fugo had the intelligence of the likes of Albert Einstein, which rendered him a stay-at-home boy by his parents, only ever caring about his potential and never his well-being.

The both of you met while your parents moved nearby and befriended his family, which rewarded you with a playmate.

“Fugo!” You ran with a huge smile on your face. The sun was still up, its blazing glow shining on the grass standing below, your shadow as clear as day. Fugo sat down infront of you, looking at the carefree children playing at the playground.

“Hi,” greeted Fugo, finally tearing his eyes away and greeting you with a smile. Who knows how long he has been sitting down for? “What did you do today?” He asked excitedly, his whole body turning to face you with a large grin on his face, his eyes shone with excitement, something that you would never see when he’s at home with his parents.

“I made this!” You replied, quickly flashing out a crumpled drawing of the very playground that Fugo was watching mere seconds ago. It looked exactly like something a child would draw. Messy, barely comprehensible. “Teacher took us here to draw.”

“It looks… Great,” Fugo replied, taking the drawing from your hand and continued what he was doing seconds ago. Childish screams echoed throughout, kids’ high pitched screams were everywhere and you could barely make out what they were even saying. Fugo started babbling about how he wanted to make more friends but all of the children seemed impossible to approach.

“It’s alright Fugo,” you replied. “I can help you!” You offered to shout in order to gain the attention of those kids. Fugo seemed surprised but let you do what you wanted to do and laughed as you started shouting like crazy and earned yourself a few confused stare from parents at the playground watching their kids. There was a few judgmental looks from parents as well but you were too carefree to even give them your attention. You were a young child after all, living life without a care in the world and viewed everything with an insane amount of curiosity and an insatiable urge for fun which you never managed to fill to the brim.

To Fugo, you were the reason why he enjoys this thing called life. You were the only fun thing that he had, since his house only has stress filled for him. He thought that everyone lived like him and was intrigued by how you were so lively. Poor boy, not knowing that his family life wasn’t normal. He thought every family was like his, empty of the sight of affection, care, love and only had high expectations and treated him with neglect.

“Panna look!” You suddenly shouted, tiny fingers pointing at a cloud. “The cloud looks like a cat!”

Fugo was more surprised at the sudden nickname you had given him. A shortened form of his dessert name, Panna cotta. “No, it looks more like a bear!” Fugo corrected, it looked nothing like a cat to him.

You pointed at another cloud, “this one looks like you Panna, an idiot!” It was a joke made out of spite with no harm intended, just children being children.

“No way!” Fugo retaliated. “It has your features! It has your nose.”

Throughout that year, the memories spent with you were Fugo’s favourite. The emotions he felt with you bore a contrast compared to his emotions whenever he was around his parents.

An insane amount of uncontrollable fury. The blood lust grows in his child-like brain, he knew it was wrong, so he kept it hidden away. He acted like a normal boy. There were times where he felt the sudden urge to just cry, be mischievous, anything for his parents to show even the tiniest bit of concern. But it seems that his parents were incapable of even such a small thing.

The only good thing in his life lasted for a year. You only hung out with him for a year. It was when the both of you were 6 that you drifted apart. It was all his fault, as he told himself.

It was his anger that caused it to happen. He just lost it. For no reason at all. It was the first time that he saw the extent of the horrors of his mind. How bad things would get if he lost control of himself.

He was just 6.

“Panna!” You called out excitedly, skipping your way into his room.

“Hello!” He greeted, motioning for you to enter.

It was a Saturday afternoon, the Italian breeze entered through his opened window alongside the bright sun. It was Spring, your favourite season due to the flowers. Fugo decided to call you Prima, short for primavera, meaning Spring in the Italian language. You liked it. Having nicknames for each other was something special to the both of you.

There were no indications of the disaster that was about to happen that day when you entered Fugo’s room.

Fugo’s parents made him to assessments books all day, his only source for a break was whenever you came over to play. It was on that particular day where one of his math assessment books were left open, on an empty page. It was his homework by his parents, to be completed by the following week. But you didn’t know that, and you took a pen, deciding to do the question all on your own while Fugo excused himself to the toilet. The questions were too advanced for your brain to handle, so you resorted to what a child would do.

Drawing.

Fugo was angry beyond belief. You didn’t understand why, you were too young to understand the horrors of his life. You had thought it was a harmless joke to you, but to him, it would mean hours of hell.

“Prima what did you do?” He screamed. Taking you completely by surprised as you froze at where you stood, Fugo walked closer and you could feel his fury as his eyes took in your drawings on his math assessment book.

“I- erm- sorr—”

You were choking back tears while speaking but before you could even finish, Fugo slammed the book shut and you flinched at the sound of the papers slapping each other. The strength that he had terrified you to the very core of your bones. Before you could even say anything, he held the book and slammed you across your head, making you lose your balance and dropping onto the floor.

You were a crying mess, screaming out apologies and begging for him to stop hitting you. There was a few seconds of intervals between each hit and the fury never died down. It was the first and only time that you had ever been terrified of Pannacotta Fugo. He was too furious to even realise that you had drawn with a pencil, an eraser would’ve solved the situation completely. The situation could’ve been erased but Fugo was blinded by anger right from the start to even realise, he could barely think. The only thing he knew was fury, the urge to simply hit something, or someone.

“Pannacotta you stop that this instant!” The voice of his mother was what stopped the attack and his older brothers dragged you out of his room. You could remember the screaming of his mother, blaming everything on Fugo as he remained silent, dropping the book.

The bruises on your arms were monstrous from you defending yourself from Fugo’s aggressive hits. Your parents got into a fight with Fugo’s parents. Screams after screams. You were tired, terrified and wanted to just stay as far as you could from Fugo. The situation almost got Fugo’s family into a lawsuit. Your family moved to a different part of Italy shortly after your injuries were healed completely. But your mind would never be properly healed.

Fugo regretted his actions greatly the moment he calmed down. He never got the chance to apologise for his actions. It would have never happened if he hadn’t got so angry. He was horrified when he saw the drawings and the feeling of horror quickly changed into one of anger and for you, terror. It would’ve been solved with an eraser. If only he was calm. If only he could control himself.

If only he wasn’t a monster.

The both of you had a disastrous year, and the both of you were merely 6, a child.

Years flew by, Fugo entered University, got kicked out for almost murdering his professor for a justified reason but nobody saw it that way, got disowned, joined the mafia, finally had some stability, only for it to be ripped away. Hell after hell was what he would describe his life as.

As for you, things seemed to be going well, you had met someone lovely and began a relationship with them, lovely friends, desirable grades, most importantly, a peaceful life. A dream was what you would describe your life as.

You attended a boarding school, the same one where the alleged leader of Passione, Giorno Giovanna studied. You never expected to meet Fugo again and neither did he.

Rumour has it that Fugo was Giorno’s right-hand man and you had just saw him with Giorno so it had to mean that the rumours were true.

Fugo never expected to see you again, he had expected for you to have a good life which you did and he was glad. Was this a chance for him to apologise? He thought about it. His current state wasn’t the best, a scar around his mouth and the right-hand man for someone who was known as a mafia leader at the young age of 15? You, y/n would certainly stay away from a man like him. He was no good news.

He saw the way you looked at him for the first time in years. Eyes filled with terror and digust. Would an apology resolve the bad blood that he hoped had dried up over the years?

You ran away after seeing him, not wanting to stay and risk getting assaulted by him again. You hoped he wasn’t a student at your school, you hoped that he would stay away from you. You never want to see him ever again, you would never forgive him. It was something that could be easily solved and yet, he blew it out of proportion. You decided to confide in your friends and all of them told you to stay away, your partner even volunteered to talk to him so that he’d leave you alone. After some consideration, you decided that you would confront him and get him to stay away from you instead. It was something between the both of you so you decided to resolve it yourself.

“Giogio,” Fugo gently tapped Giorno’s shoulders, getting his attention. “There’s something I have to do.”

“Go ahead, I can unpack my things on my own, it must be important if you’re leaving my side,” Giorno replied. They were back at Giorno’s school so that Giorno could go back to studying while Mista managed Passione with Fugo’s assistance. Trish was busy with her own life but still made time to catch up with Mista, Giorno and Fugo whenever he felt like it.

The both of you walked around, in search of each other, for the same thing but hoped for a different outcome. You wanted him gone but he wanted you to forgive him. He finally understand the wrongs of his ways and has been improving himself. You never really got over the trauma of his actions, Fugo didn’t realise that it had affected you that much, emotions were never his strong forte.

You found him first, like you always did when you were children. You always found him under your favourite tree, watching the children at the playground having fun. There Fugo stood, he had grown. You wondered what he must have gone through to get that scar on his mouth but you couldn’t care enough to ask, to care.

“What are you doing here?” You demanded to know.

He seemed slightly unfazed by your anger and still kept his calm composure, “look Prima—”

“You don’t get to call me that Fugo. Not after what you did!” You lashed out. “You don’t get to come back, act like nothing happened, call me Primavera and expect me to forgive you!”

A moment of silence passed by, students weren’t seen as it was time for extra classes and those without it were in their dorms or outside with their friends. It took a while for Fugo to open his mouth again.

“I am genuinely sorry y/n,” he began. “I’ve always regret what I did. I always wanted to apologise but your family left before I could.”

“I don’t want your sob story, I just want you to stay away from me. Stick with that Giovanna all you want but never ever approach me,” you spat. “I want nothing to do with you. The year I spent being friends with you was the worst year of my life!”

With that, you left, feeling like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. Not caring about what Fugo felt when your words dawned on him. He stood frozen, the best year of his life was seen as the worst by you. It was an information that could send him crashing down. He didn’t know how to recover from that, how could he? Had he really hurt you that bad? Maybe he hadn’t improved himself as well as he thought he did if he couldn’t understand why.

“Fugo,” a hand on his shoulder snapped him from his hellhole of thoughts. It was Giorno Giovanna. “You can’t have everything in life. Some things has to be… Put behind.”

Fugo turned to face Giorno, tears stuck in his eyes and Giorno led him back to his dorm where everything was unpacked. Giorno spent time comforting Fugo in silence. Giorno allowed Fugo to stay the night at his dorm despite the school not allowing people from outside to stay, but Giorno was the leader of Passione, he could just scare them.

Perhaps, just maybe, Fugo had to move on from the only rainbow from his childhood. Maybe it was time for him to focus on his surroundings, the people that care about him as he is now. He has a stable environment and stable relationships. Maybe it is time to forget the pain of the past.

[cherrys-side-bitch]

Hi there! Apologies if I sound rude and I hope that this follows the rules! But would it be okay if I could request a scenario where Giorno has a nightmare about turning into Diavolo and when he wakes up, S/O comforts him?

I hope I didn't sound rude!

Oh no, this is completely fine, don't worry! Plus you didn't sound rude at all!! I just hope that this isn't too far off from what you were thinking of.

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ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔾𝕚𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕠 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕖

Gn! reader, slight angst to fluff

Note: I've never done this format before so I'm sorry if it sucks

Giorno was no stranger to sleepless nights and constant nightmares. So tonight was different from all those nights when he was a child. After becoming the Don he would occasionally experience nightmares of being in Diavolo. Whether that was working as the man, ordering his underlings around as him, or simply experiencing the hell he put the man through.

He awoke in a cold sweat, looking over to see you sleeping. He was happy to know that you were safe and by his side. If you weren't he didn't know what he’d do. When he started to shift in the bed is when you began to wake up. Giorno didn't usually get up at night unless he had a nightmare so you knew something was up. When you started to wake up, asking him what's wrong. He freezes, not knowing how to respond. He begins to turn around and panics seeing your worried face. “Sweetheart, what's wrong?” you ask him worried. He simply smiles and responds with, “Just a bad dream nothing to worry about darling”

Knowing something is up you pat the bed next to you telling him to lay down and he obliges. You hold him close, “May I ask what it was about? Or would you rather not talk about it right now, Giorno?” you ask. He shakes his head silently relaxing into your touch, wishing to lay there with you for the time being. Letting his worries melt away while in your arms. Slowly falling back into an admittedly more peaceful sleep.

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[peptothesi]

He’s kinda cute though

Y/N saying that the JoJo’s villains are cute (and low-key flirting)in front of both the villain and the Jojo.

Jonathan

🐶 “Yknow Dio you’re quite attractive too bad you’ve got a shit personality”

🐶 Pause the battle music.

🐶 Both turned to you with a very confused look on their face.

🐶 You just shrugged your shoulders “I said what I said”

🐶 Dio had a small blush covering the tips of his ears but his smirk made you overlook them.

🐶 Jonathan is baffled and honestly wracking his brains for a response that just cannot leave his mouth.

🐶 The silence could be cut with a knife but there were a few heads that were watching agreeing with you.

🐶 “Why thank you my dear”

🐶 You wink at him and do finger guns (leave me alone it’s cute-)

🐶 “Y/N WHAT-“

Joseph

✈️ “Honestly I’d tap that”

✈️ Record player scratch.

✈️ Everyone would turn to you like WTF.

✈️ Lisa Lisa is shaking her head.

✈️ Kars just confused.

✈️ Caesar’s ghost just passed away again.

✈️ Joseph is for once at a lost for words.

✈️ Kars snapped out of it and cleared his throat before saying “Foolish human you would never manage to defeat me let alone tap me what a meaningless action”

✈️ You just snickered “No babe tap also means coitus”

✈️ Kars wrinkled his nose.

✈️ “My answer hasn’t changed”

✈️ You blew a kiss.

✈️ “What is wrong with you?!”

Jotaro

🐬 “Nice tits Dio”

🐬 All respect Jotaro had for you is long gone.

🐬 He’s leaving he’s gone the only thing keeping him there is cause he has to kill Dio.

🐬 He’s so sick of this bullshit let him go home mkay.

🐬 Dio is just chuckling.

🐬 “That’s cute but I hate to say they aren’t even mine”

🐬 “And??”

🐬 If Dio lived you may have gotten his number but hey miss Holly is top priority rn.

🐬 Jotaro is more traumatised and concerned than he bargained for.

🐬 “I fucking hate it here”

Josuke

💛 “Yknow for a murderer you’re kinda cute”

💛 Josuke whipped out crazy diamond just to check if you hurt your head.

💛 No? They’re all good? Kay then WHAT THE FUCK-

💛 Kira got flustered.

💛 “I-I’m afraid that the feeling is not mutual although you do have quite the lovely hands your calluses look so soft and spongy-“

💛 “DORA!!”

💛 Josuke never lets you live this down btw so whenever you’re in a conversation like

“I’m not too busy I’ll do it”

“Yeah just get the person who liked the local serial killer to do your groceries for you 🙄”

💛 Disgusted.

Giorno

🐸 “Oh my- dude you never told me he was fine as hell!!”

🐸 Giorno is internally crying and the deceased bucci gang is shaking their heads besides narancia he’s confused at.

🐸 “I- What?”

🐸 Giorno will knock you out to prevent anymore stupid sentences during battle then wake you up like- “Oh I’m so glad you’re awake”

And then smack you upside the head.

🐸 Mista gave you a high five cause he’d do the same.

🐸 This is why you don’t go on missions.

🐸 “You are the most unbelievable person!! Who flirts with the enemy?”

[nicherayyy]

Hello, can I request team buccialatti with a child reader whose stand is like a human cat?

The stand is humanoid with cat ears and tail and acts like a cat. Reader can understand cats and is always followed by an army of street cats.

She loves cats so much that if someone dare to hurt them, she will beat them with her stand.

Thanks!

Sorry for disappearing again, my house got flooded because of one pipe and I had a few issues while repairing it

But anyway-

Bucci Gang x GN Child Reader with a humanoid cat stand

No one in the gang actually expected you to have a stand

I even think Bruno would prefer that you were without it

He just wanted a normal childhood for you

Without all those stands and powers

But oh well, it wasn't for him to decide

Bruno thinks you don't really need to use your stand right now

I mean who are you gonna fight?? You're like.. eight or something

But thinks that your love for cats is adorable

He even considered to get you one

But only -considered- for now

Would feed stray cats with you

Might even give one a name

"Hm, I didn't see Luna today. That's weird, she's always the first one to come"

It wasn't big news for Giorno when he found out about your stand

With your love for cats it was just obvious that you would get something cat-like as a stand

Giorno is an animal lover himself so sometimes he would volunteer to feed cats with you

Sometimes he thinks you can understand them

But oh well, maybe it's just his imagination

"Charlie said he doesn't like turkey. We'll get him something else next time"

"Isn't he too spoiled for a stray cat?"

Mista just don't get it

How can you make all these cats to follow you??

What kind of magic is that??

And you're not even offering them any food

"We've been walking for twenty minutes and it seems like you summoned cats from the whole Italy"

And your stand

He finds it adorable

He tried to pet it once

Narancia is shocked that someone can love cats THAT much

He still remembers how you beat the man who kicked a cat with your stand

He knows and he will never forget.

Hangs out with you and the cats a lot

It is so much fun to play with them and they're so cute!!

Pleaded Bruno to get you your very own cat

Didn't succeed still

But hey, it was a nice try

Fugo is pretty chill about your stand

But still finds it cute

Yeah he tried to pet it too

But the amount of cats you get around yourself is just mind blowing for him

He didn't even know there were so many cats here

How is this even possible??

And your claims that you can talk to them??

Actually no, he still thinks that it is part of your imagination

Just like imaginary friends or something

Leone is just.. you know.. Leone

He, just like Bruno didn't want you to have a stand

Sometimes feeds cats with you

Maybe even buys them food by himself but don't tell anyone

The only one that ACTUALLY believes that you can talk to them

"Milo says he likes you"

"Well, that's very nice of him"

There's only two types of wolves inside him

One wants to get him your own cat because he knows how you love those animals

And other hesitates because it's a big responsibility

[bygiornogiovanna]

Hii!! hope you are having a great day! :) I recently been dragged into a yandere rabbit hole and I’ve been meaning to share this idea with someone, what if darling is aware of the yandere concept? like daring knows the yandere loves out of selfish desires and maybe they don’t understand yandere’s aggresive side and straight up confronts Giorno about it?

and im curious how he would react. Im thinking he would rub it off saying that it is not true or he would think abt this long enough but still choosing to avoid the topic, can we have some headcanons about this? Thank you :>

What exactly are yanderes?

After being kidnapped, a question always wandered into your mind. You never understood why he was so aggressive. Screaming if you looked at other men, threatening, he went as far as leaving a man unconscious only because he asked for your number. So, when you confront him, how will he react?

Featuring; Giorno Giovanna

GN reader, except from the use of 'gattina' (idk italian so idk if it's femine or masculine xd)

A/N: Finally, a yandere request. Ngl, I was really thinking about what I could write with Yandere themes and this gave me the perfect idea. So, I might prepare one or two one-shots with our favorite yanderes~. Anyways, thank you for your request, have a nice day and enjoy! <3

You have always known what yanderes are and how they act and, in fact, it always seemed pretty interesting. Weird, but interesting. You didn't expect it to happen to you

But it did. And the truth is, it is a weird experience, with many failed attempts of escaping, punishments, gifts and other weird stuff. It's like everything that was happening was pulled straight out of a book. Somehow, with Giorno, you experienced them all;

Ah yes, Giorno Giovanna. The blonde mafia boss who had taken a like in you. You couldn't say you hated Giorno, he wasn't that bad. If you followed his rules, which were simple, showed him affection and didn't try to escape, eveything was fine. You were getting what you wanted, the moment you wanted it and you were basically spoiled in gifts and affection;

Well, that was when he was calm. And he was pretty easy to piss off when it came to you. Didn't give him his kiss the moment he entered the house? Punishment. Didn't like his gift? Punishment. Didn't thank him immediately for his gift? You guessed it, punishment. Oh, and don't get me started if you ever looked at other person. At home, he will throw a tantrum, claiming you were cheating on him, even if that was impossible since you never left his mansion;

So, after some time, you decided that you had to ask him why was he acting like that. You weren't sure if he would answer you, but it's worth the shot. What could possibly go wrong?

Said and done, you were now heading to Giorno's office, the place he was spending 60% of his time, when he was home, of course. Knocking softly, knowing he hates people who enter without doing so, you wait. "Enter" he said and the sound of papers being moved around could be heard. You walked into the room, closing the door behind you, a smile plastered on your face;

"What is it, gattina?" Giorno's face held a small smile at the sight of you, but his eyes seemed tired. "Have you been working all day again?" you asked, a hint of worry in your voice. You couldn't help but worry about him, after all, he was stll a human. One that was crazy over you, but still a human. He hummed and pushed his chair back, opening his arms; his way of telling you he wants a hug.

You complied and went into his lap, burying yourself in his arms. "You know, I always had this question..." you started and Giorno raised a brow as he waited for you to continue. "Why are you so aggressive? Like, I know that's what yanderes are usually like this, but why?" you asked and he just stared at you dumbfounded;

Yandere? So you knew about this topic? It was the first time that someone left Giorno this dumbfounded. "I don't think I get what you're saying, amore. You've never actually seen me being...aggressive" he tried to play it cool, not wanting to go into detail about why he was the way he was;

"Giorno...You left a man unconscious because he asked for my number. I'm not judging you, I'm just curious! Are there other types of yanderes? Also, why are you feeling the need to be-" "Enough." he stopped you, raising a hand. "You are talking nonsense. I don't know where you heard all of those things, but I want you to stop." Giorno said, clearly annoyed by your insistence;

That's how it went every single time you tried to ask him about that. He mostly told you to shut up, ignored you or avoided the subject. You had a feeling that, if you kept going you were either going to make him talk or get yourself a punishment;

"Come on, Giornooo. I want to know" you whined again, clinging onto his arm while he was cooking. He let out an annoyed scoff and ignored you while preparing the ingredients. The man loved your attention but he hated the fact that you asked him that stupid question. It's been a week, why were you still insisting? Sighing, he stopped and wiped his hands, pushing you a little far away from his body. He took your face in his hands and gave you a peck.

"And I want you to shut up and just stay with me without making me lose the last bit of sanity that I still have. Now be my good pet and stop asking me that stupid question, okay?" Giorno said with a small smile and, by the look from his eyes, you knew this was your last warning.

A/N: Nah you can't tell me Giorno doesn't call his darling 'pet'. I hope you liked this. Reblogs are appreciated <3

[despicablebisexual]

just thinking about being the one person bruno contemplates giving up the gang life for...

bruno x gn!reader, smut, MDNI, angst, cw: minor amount of violence and gore

somehow, he was back, and bruno didn't ask any questions when giorno was there to welcome him back from whatever place he had been

giorno just silently cried, a rare show of emotional vulnerability from the young teenager

so, bruno decides to live this time, live like he'd never have another second chance again

and of course, the first thought that comes to mind is finally asking out the beautiful worker from the small bakery right around the corner

he's seen you for months, carefully decorating intricate cakes, biting your lip as you finally nail the design you've been working on for months, but he's never bothered to approach since he figured that him being a mafioso would rightfully scare you off

but, he's been miraculously granted another chance and he knows he must take it

so he walks in one day, a single flower held behind his back, and confidently asks if you're available

and of course, you all but shout that you'll go out with him

the gorgeous mafioso that had captured your attention so many months ago, but then disappeared out of the blue for several weeks had finally asked you out, and you weren't going to waste this chance

but, he's a mafioso, a man with an insurmountable amount of money, which scares you (as does his profession)

you, the keeper of a small-time bake shop

you're expecting him to show up in a fancy sports car and take you for a spin on the wild side, show you a life completely different from yours

but, he manages to surprise you when he knocks on your door the next night, dressed casually in a gray sweater and black jeans, and tells you he's packed a picnic for you two to enjoy out on the beach

the sun sets over the two of you as you enjoy a full on buffet that he insists was fully prepared by him (you have your suspicions)

it's a wonderful first date, the pinks and oranges reflecting off the glistening water and in bruno's deep blue eyes while he talks

he's equal parts a great listener and a great talker, filling in all the gaps when you're not sure what to say

all the rumors from the older women around town stating he was quite the catch are true, you realize that night

and when he kisses you for the first time, you know you're going to fall completely head over heels for him

several months pass by and bruno's got the world in his hands

he's the underboss of italy's biggest crime syndicate

he's got more money than he could ever hope for

he's got a loyal crew always ready to stand by his side

but most importantly,

he's got you...

you, his wonderful partner whom he loves with all his heart

over the course of the beginning of your relationship, he'd be insistent you stayed away from everything pertaining to Passione

even though it stood for something better now, aiming to cleanse the streets of italy from the filthy drug trade, it's still a dangerous place to be caught up in

especially with you not having a stand

no one has ever met you, and they never will

(well, giorno knows OF you... bruno thought it best to at least tell giorno considering he's the boss, but he didn't even need to. giorno knew immediately what was going on once he noticed how many times bruno came back to the Passione headquarters with little treat bags from your shop)

anyway, he keeps you tucked away

far from any prying eyes, any danger, and far, far away from anything related to stands

he wanted your love to be authentic, one-of-a-kind, something they'd write about in books one day, not tainted with the poison that is mafia life

and your love certainly felt that way

each time he made love to you, it was like the heaven's aligned

the taste of you was enough to drive him wild, he'd spent countless hours professing his love to you by kissing and sucking eagerly at your most sensitive parts between your thighs

he'd praise you constantly for your seemingly divine beauty, and how blessed he felt to be the one to receive your affection, especially when you were knelt between his legs

but, he'd fight an internal battle each time he was with you

the angel on his shoulder would direct him to lay you down gently and put on slow r&b while he lazily thrust into you, not even bothering to focus on his own pleasure but instead just on yours

the gentle sound of your moans and sighs and professions of love like music to his ears

but the devil on his shoulder, the one that made him the ruthless mafioso he was, would constantly tell him to give in to your demands and mercilessly fuck into you while your nails scratched down his back

the oh-so welcome sound of you screaming and gasping out how good it felt to be the object of his desire

yes, it was a dilemma he struggled with indeed

but at the end of each night, when you two were laid on top of the sheets, catching your breath after an all too long love-making session

bruno would smile into your hair, so perfectly content in those moments

no mafia, no stands, no acting as the righteous hand of Passione

just you

just you, with your bruno

he'd struggle for months, tossing and turning at nights

giorno brought him back to fulfill his duty, to help him with his cause

and girono was more than a boss

he was his friend, his precious comrade who he owed his life to (literally)

but you were this perfect thing, this beautiful, innocent being that gave him a new way to live

he was no longer the traitorous gangster he once was, he was someone you said you'd want to spend the rest of your life with

someone to taste test all the new cake flavors, someone to walk alongside of in the setting sun, someone to have and to hold

he'd walk in and out of the finest jewelers in italy, searching for the one ring that would be perfect

and it'd be a heavy weight in his pocket on the day he finally found it in Milan

he knew your ring size already, having got the measurements while you slept

(sticky fingers might have helped by zipping off your finger for a second)

he'd basically skip down the street, intent on making his way back to giorno and telling him he would be retiring by the end of the year

in his two years as the underboss, he'd helped giorno build an empire already

he trained countless new and exisiting stand users, he'd made great friends with neighboring houses, and mista was more than prepared to step up now

his future plans? help you out with the bake shop

the owner you'd be working for for the past three years was retiring and decided to leave it in your possession

you two would get married, have a couple kids, run the shop, leave it to one of them eventually, move to a house by the seaside (maybe even his hometown!) and grow old together

it'd be perfect

but

then he'd get the call

giorno would be frantic on the other end, explaining a serial killer stand user was loose in Naples

one that trish alerted them to, as she said the killer explained he had a bone to pick with whoever overthrew diavolo, and was targeting loved ones

and he'd been watching for quite some time now

he immediately zipped to your apartment, finding the door wide open

fear churning in his stomach, he'd storm the small apartment, searching for any sign of you

when all he found was a single finger perfectly cut off and preserved

his heart stopped

a ring finger, giorno confirmed

your ring finger.

they never found your body, nor your killer, not even after months of searching on end, going to neighboring countries and speaking with other syndicates around Europe

it'd be months, years later before bruno would ever even crack a smile like he used to

he just wasn't the same anymore, this wasn't a death that gold experience requiem could change, and bruno had nowhere else to turn

so, he'd spend the next years committing himself completely to his underboss duties

Passione would be feared, and not just for their untouchable boss

the underboss would be scarier, the man who could walk through walls and kill you with a single command of his stand

traitor after traitor, he'd interrogate anyone who'd so much as questioned giorno's authority, even minorly

everyone would come to fear his wrath

and in each interrogation, each time he'd zip someone's head almost completely off and remove all their limbs and beat them to the brink of death

he'd be searching

waiting

for the person who knew what happened to you

no one would know anything

who would remember the worker from the little bake shop around the corner that had closed so many years ago?

no one

no one knew you, and bruno had no evidence of your existence besides an unworn ring and a cold and empty bed

so

he'd be left to turn back to the cold, gangster life

until one day, giorno would let him rest in peace finally

and he'd be reunited with you

[loving-mista]

Hey everyone!

I’m still alive and happy to announce I will be able to write for a while

If I haven’t done any of your asks I’m truly sorry! In between my graduation and starting university a lot has happened and now that I can actually get to some..well they got deleted :(

I’ll start this years valentines event early! To make up for the fact and I’ll have it go on all of February 💕!

Valentines event 💕

This event will consist of several different things

- matchups along with headcannons (My personal favorite) please leave the show/ game you want and a short description of yourself

RULES: Please keep it short no longer than two paragraphs because it does get overwhelming.

Please only one character per ask

- love letters and flowers! - write a love letter to a character and get one back with a flower I believe will suit your relationship!

NO RULES HAVE FUN WITH IT

- first date scenerios drop a character, describe your hobbies and little about what you like and I’ll write out your first date

NO RULES HAVE FUN WITH IT

[lemmetreatya]

💜 MASTERLIST 💜

💙 - Request

❤️‍🔥 - Contains Smut/Mature

💞 PAST EVENTS 💞

Val’s “Got Dat Love Inem” Valentine’s Event

JJK

job!character masterlist ❤️‍🔥

teasing during sex (gojo, geto, sukuna, toji, nanami) ❤️‍🔥

Gojo Satoru

Party Pooper (Gojo x fem reader)

Office Shambolics (Gojo x Geto x fem reader)

Expensive Gifts (Gojo x fem reader) 💙

JJK Men Turn Ons and Offs 💙

Geto Suguru

Office Shambolics (Gojo x Geto x fem reader)

JJK Men Turn Ons and Offs 💙

Toji Fushiguro

home and away (coworker!toji x fem!reader) ❤️‍🔥

JJK Men Turn Ons and Offs 💙

Nanami Kento

JJK Men Turn Ons and Offs 💙

AOT

job!character masterlist ❤️‍🔥

Eren Jaeger

Gentleman’s Kryptonite (Eren x fem reader)❤️‍🔥

Eren’s Insta spam (Eren x black!fem reader)

pt. 1

pt. 2

pt. 3 💙

Deliveryman!eren x reader

In Memory of Me (Eren x fem!reader) 💙❤️‍🔥

Headcanons:

Using your products 💙

Reiner Braun

Play Housewife for A Bit (Old money!Reiner x fem reader)

PURE/HONEY (Reiner x fem reader) ❤️‍🔥

The Guy at The Till (Reiner x fem reader)

Part 1 ❤️‍🔥

Part 2 ❤️‍🔥

Band drummer!Reiner x fem reader

Reiner’s Insta spam (Reiner x black!fem reader)

Husband!Reiner x fem black!reader

The Landlord’s Son (Christmas special: Tumblr Exclusive) ❤️‍🔥

Home for New Years — Husband!Reiner x fem!reader ❤️‍🔥

KU LO SA — Reiner x reader

It’s Everyone’s Game — Southern!Reiner x Fem!reader 💙

farmer!Reiner x fem!reader 💙❤️‍🔥

Headcanons:

Waking up next to him

Dom!reiner in bed ❤️‍🔥

Sub!reiner in bed ❤️‍🔥

AOT men Facials pt. 1 ❤️‍🔥

Teacher!Reiner x reader

Jean Kirstein

AOT men Facials pt. 1 ❤️‍🔥

Levi Ackerman

AOT men Facials pt. 1 ❤️‍🔥

Onyankopon

AOT men Facials pt. 1 ❤️‍🔥

For a Time Such as This — Onyankopon x fem!reader ❤️‍🔥

What’s Mine is Mine — Onyankopon x fem!reader ❤️‍🔥

Postcard for the Road — Onyankopon x fem!Reader 💙

In Words I struggle to Express — Bassist!Onyankopon x Singer!fem Reader

No Self-Control — Pilot!Onyankopon x Air Hostess fem!Reader ❤️‍🔥

Triple N — Onyankopon x Fem!Reader 💙❤️‍🔥

We Really Shouldn’t…But — Onyankopon x fem!Reader ❤️‍🔥

Feet kink — Onyankopon x fem!Reader 💙❤️‍🔥

Nerd!Onyankopon x fem!reader 💙❤️‍🔥

Nerd!Onyankopon x fem!reader PT 2 💙❤️‍🔥

dilf!Onyankopon x fem!reader 💙

Zeke Jaeger

Rent-A-Boyfriend — Zeke x fem!reader

It Was An Accident!!! — Zeke x Eren x Jean x fem!Reader ❤️‍🔥

JJBA

job!character masterlist ❤️‍🔥

Jotaro Kujo

The Girl Who Works at The Diner (Jotaro x fem reader) 💙

Jotaro x Goth!fem reader 💙

soft!jotaro x accidental pregnancy!fem reader

single!father jotaro x fem reader

6789998212 (jotaro x black!fem reader) 💙❤️‍🔥

ARSENIC (jotaro x black!fem reader) 💙❤️‍🔥

My Protector (jotaro x reader) 💙

New Years and A Hint of Blue Magic - Jotaro x black!fem reader 💙

New Muse (Jotaro x black!fem reader) 💙

Size kink + bulging prompt (jotaro x fem!reader) 💙❤️‍🔥

When Life Gives you Pastries (single dad!Jotaro x baker!reader) 💙

Fear is for the (supposed) weak! (jotaro x reader) 💙

Stay (so i have you with me) — fwb!jotaro x black fem!reader 💙❤️‍🔥

Headcanons:

Mornings with jotaro (christmas edition)

Jean Pierre Polnareff

Everything, Everything for You My Dear (Polnareff x gn reader) 💙

Josuke Higashikata (Part 4)

Ready Player One (josuke x black!fem reader) 💙

Giorno Giovanna

Never Would Have Thought (giorno x black!fem reader) 💙

New Dawnings (giorno x black!fem reader) 💙

Leone Abbacchio

Abbacchio x Goth!fem reader 💙

Team Bucciarati

Honey (Team Bucciarati x reader) 💙

MHA

job!character masterlist ❤️‍🔥

Keigo Takami

Just Say It — Hawks x fem!reader ❤️‍🔥

Daddy’s Home — BD!Hawks x fem!reader

MARVEL

Miguel O’Hara

Maybe it’s Foreboding (Or Not) — Miguel x fem!reader

Change and Her Consorts — Miguel x fem!Reader ❤️‍🔥