#narancia icons

[pfpanimes]

⌕ jojo's bizarre adventure - narancia ghirga.

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[yamayukao]

♱ Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic, got my blueprint, electronic.

[saturmis]

Jojo's bizarre adventure packs!!

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[6ixbullets]

꒰ N4R4NC14 L4Y0UTS ! ✩彡

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[ashyxs]

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[vegas-lights-stims]

NARANCIA GHIRGA non binary and aromantic icons :D

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[dukkicons]

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[pridewishes]

♔ || NARANCIA GHIRGA ICONS

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[bewitchedmold]

Fugo would get so unbelievably angry whenever Narancia Rick rolled him or Mista sent him that Josh Hutcherson meme it's actually hilarious

[butnotfriedchicken]

pink bucciarati gang icons :)

[blackered]

we won AGAIN and I've decided to post Narancia and Mista as a set because I'm especially cheerful today!

[jojotransparents]

narancia ghirga transparent [ch. 456]

[ironleonine]

‘ it was just a dream. ’ For Narancia!!

his infection had taken a turn. or rather, perhaps it was from the stress that caused his fever to go through the roof, he simply hadn't realized he was days from dropping from the infection in his eye and been an incoherant mess on the street. he white knuckles the bedsheets, the doctor examining his eye held his jaw with a grip you would hold an egg in as he tries to clean his eye but with such a grip aiming to be gentle it's ripped away easily in his delrium, the bandaid he had self imposed around his eye long rank and musty with dirt and pus, it had absorbed a majority of his sweat and with it now removed revealed the bullets fell down his cheek like raindrops on a window, his form trembled and yet everything felt so hot. FEAR was a deadly concoction to be added atop of his fever, feelings of dread coiled within his chest like a python to its prey, his breathing was rapid, from the heat or anxiety was difficult to distinguish. he was going to die... like mamma, he was going to die.

after a few more attempts fail at treatment at hand, the doctor seemingly growing frustrated with the boy and his incessant squirming moments from voicing his irritation, a calm word to the doctor from BUCCIARATI defuses the situation with ease that falls deaf on NARANCIA'S ears and he backs away, the bleary form replacing itself in his one good-ish eye that he simply cannot focus on, an episode of a feverish dream that made tracking what was there and what wasn't hard to decipher, he saw his bro, he saw his father and his cold gaze, he saw the officer who gave him his eye... given the harsh treatment he had been used to in his time at the detention centre, in his state he had braced for a hit, a punch of some kind... what he didn't expect was the hand coming to his forehead, it was cool, smooth with hints of rough callous at his fingertips that wasn't unpleasant on his unhealthy skin by any means, they were working hands. the fists gripping the sheets loosen, calming themselves along with his form, the sudden coolness shined clarity through his clouds of sickness and for the first time in well over a year... he felt calm.

he heard BRUNO speak before he settles in his stupor, as if he could see his through his eyes in the moment... his voice is forbearing, but had the tone of a mother soothing a restless babe in their cot.

‘ it was just a dream. ’

like many dreams, especially the pleasant ones... he didn't remember this one when he awoke hours later and his eye treated.

[hexcitrine]

lil fellas!