#Bruno is so scary to write

[row-boats3]

I’m trying to challenge myself with a work centered around Mirabel and Bruno, because they are both really scary/intimidating to me in terms of characterization.

I have a scene that didn’t make the cut (in its current form) so I figured I would post it as an idea of what I’ve got.

Here ya go!

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Mirabel despised doing anything without her glasses.

Ever since she was given her first pair of round, green glasses, the world suddenly snapped into clarity. Suddenly, coloring in the lines or threading a needle became a far easier feat.

School got easier, too. Mirabel had long thought she’d never read well. The words often looked fuzzy and muddled, morphing into long, in-cohesive strips. She’d get so frustrated, staring at pages for hours at a time with tears streaming, never understanding why Camilo could so easily make sense of the words in their bedtime stories.

She still remembered the first time she came home from school, just weeks picking up her glasses, she’d recieved her first “A+” on a reading assignment.

The little Mirabel had all but thrown herself into her apartment, vibrating with excitement while shouting, “look, Abuela, look!”

Her grandmother had smiled gently at her, patiently reminding Mirabel not to run, before lifting the fragile paper to her sights. Alma gently helped her granddaughter onto her lap, wrapping her in a tight hug.

An ember of fierce pride she’d seen in her Abuela’s eyes few times sparked as she leaned in to whisper;

“I’m so proud of you, Mariposa.”

The spark grew, strong and bright, reflecting in Mirabel’s own eyes. The fire had spread, as the young girl knew all she’d ever need was to make her family proud.

But now, it was all gone.

#encanto #Bruno is so scary to write #like traumatized rat man but he’s got attitude #Mirabel too #girl could take me in a fight any day #ao3 author #writing snippet

[dark-side-blog3]

How would you rank each yandere Team Bucciarati member from least to most terrifying to be considered a rival marked for death by?

This is based on my opinion, but the top two are definitely tied in terms of how scary it is because it really depends on what you find worse. I personally find it way scarier to think about a sudden violent death than one that's still going to be violent, but has you waiting for the shoe to drop. One of those you at least get to steel yourself for, and prepare mentally to die. The other one just happens. Way scarier, at least to me.

Also some of the guys on this list (MISTA) are the absolute worst to be marked as a rival for, but death itself isn't that bad. So when you asked for death specifically, I just focused on the aspect of dying.

That said, I hope you enjoy~!

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Leone is the least dangerous by far. He is still a force to be reckoned with, but he's the least dangerous because he hardly ever feels insecure enough to kill someone else for you. It's like that statistic on how cows kill more people than sharks a year: that number would change drastically if people waded waist-deep in the water with a bunch of sharks and poked them with a stick for hours every day.

Leone will bribe, blackmail, intimidate, and steal from anyone that catches him stalking you and intends to inform you--- If he's doing it right, you'd never know you've been tailed until you die. But if someone catches him watching you, or worse: A stand user discovered him stalking you because he was using Moody Blues, and insisted to do the right thing by telling you, then Leone would have to kill them. Before they can tell you.

The best option for a surprise attack like this would be a gun, but there's no guarantee that will work. And Moody Blues isn't a combat stand. Leone will taunt and beat them up just enough to entice them to chase after him as he runs away instead of telling you about the stalker.

It's cowardly, but so is killing someone after getting caught peeping. Leone takes zero pride in luring them into alleyways; with lower-rank thugs in passione that will gang up on the rival with enough "persuasive" blackmail and bribes Leones gives them in advance. If a group won't overwhelm them, it at least gives Leone enough time to call for backup from a more combat-oriented stand user like Narancia or Mista, and study how his rival's stand works.

They won't be walking out of that alley alive that night. Leone's taken too many precautions to get caught like this.

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Mista is scary to be a rival of, but being marked for death is a blessing.

Mista isn't above torturing or kicking the shit out of people who really overstep their boundaries; like if they try to pick on you the same way he does. And he'll make his displeasure known. Dickheads usually back off if a guy who's clearly carrying drapes himself over their target, staking his claim with a little PDA. If they want to press the issue further, Mista will gladly take the time for some entertainment.

Mista likes taking a little time in torturing someone; get a little creative with glass shards shoved under fingernails and into the roof of their mouth-- at an angle so there's no chance of the little shards being plucked out easily. And there's something to be said in using someone's teeth to open beer bottles and stubborn pop can tabs for him, even if it means their teeth chip or they cut their gums. And usually, one night of this means you won't have to worry about them anymore. People rarely come back for seconds of Guido's sadism.

But, under rare circumstances, there comes a time when Mista can't just let someone keep meddling anymore. And kicking their ass three times didn't work... So he's gonna light 'em up.

It's not like he didn't give them a fair warning. Mista won't make it as impersonal as a drive-by, as much as the idea of being the cool guy is, he could be cooler if he delivered a kickass one-liner while breaking their back over his knee. Or said something badass as he shoves his gun's muzzle into their mouth, something Brad Pitt or Nic Cage would say to a low-time villain in an action movie, right before blowing their brains out. If the one-liner ain't cool... Then he'll just say a better one after they've died. No one will know but him, anyways.

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Bruno can and will make their death public. He's already been shown to torture people on the bus and no one will say a fucking thing, and he knows that making an example by killing someone will serve as a good warning to others. Granted, Bruno will fudge a bit of the story...

He's not killing them because he likes you and they're someone you're interested in! Bruno is killing them because they stole millions of dollars from the city, acted as a money mule for a more violent organization that doesn't have this town's best interest at heart, and also just so happened to almost kill a civilian who made their payments on time because they wanted to sleep with them! This guy is the scum of the earth, even for a thug!

During their fight, Bruno will spit out these phrases that allow the audience to piece together the (fake) story on their own. Bruno is once again being a good guy doing bad things, and he's selflessly fighting against a more dangerous thug to keep everyone safe-- including that poor victim of molestation and near rape! Which, for his story to work, has to be you.

Bruno knows that he can only get away with so much, however. Torturing someone to death is fine, and he's done so before. But this story needs to have him being the righteous hero for you. Ripping them apart with his stand isn't the way to do this-- at least not in a way anyone can see. He'll use sticky fingers to unzip the internal organs inside of their body, letting them die in a way that mimics being beaten to death. Less blood spray means people won't panic as much, which makes him look better in the eyes of the people while scaring the shit out of future would-be rivals.

The public humiliation aspect of their death is horrifying; imagine being brutally beaten to death in public, and all the people who should be helping you are just watching, some with a sadistic glint in their eyes because you "deserve" this.

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Fugo is the scariest member, depending on what you'd find scarier: Certain death that you know is coming, and you just can't tell when it's going to happen... Or just a sudden violent death, like an aneurysm, with no idea what you did wrong. If you're more afraid of the anticipation of dying, knowing it's coming, yet unable to do anything about it but wait... Then Fugo is by far the scariest yandere of the gang to be marked for death.

Pannacotta is possessive, and on a hair trigger for violent outbursts, so he's scary to be around even if you aren't a rival marked for death. It's only worse because even before getting into range, Fugos stares them down with a look that only means whatever he wants to do is premeditated.

He won't bring out purple haze unless he's picked a fight with someone way stronger than him-- his stand could kill him too. Beating the fuck out of them the old-fashioned way is going to have to do. And it's not like he can't fight on his own. Fugo uses anything in reach to bludgeon or stab at them.

It's animalistic. Every hit or scratch Fugo gets back as he's caving their ribs in enrages him, triggering an animalistic need to kill. He tries to sit on top of their broken ribs, hoping his weight is enough to keep them pinned to the ground as he

There's no planning. If he's lucky enough to tail or lure them into somewhere secluded, it's obviously better, but if it's public, then it's public. People know better than to try to pry someone in the middle of a fight off each other-- at least if they're known members of Bruno Bucellatis's gang, and by implication: the mafia. Everyone smart will mind their own fucking business and get the fuck out. The only people stupid enough to intervene are tourists, that quickly get roped into the carnage when they grab Fugo's shoulder to pull him off the other corpse, only to wind up bludgeoned too.

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If we're talking about how scary it is for a guy to just charge at you like a rabid dog with zero regard for his own safety or pain so long as he kills you, then Narancia is definitely up top in terms of fear factor.

The level of certainty in being hunted by Narancia is terrifying. You will not survive. You won't even last an hour-- once he gets it in his head that you're a nuisance to him or his darling, he is going to hunt you down. Using his stand to spray the streets with bullets, going up to random people and slamming them into walls or kicking them to the ground to see if they're who he's looking for, starting fires to smoke them out of buildings or die in the burning rubble.

Narancia at the very least has to be provoked into killing someone, so that does put a damper on how scary he is... And unlike provoking Fugo, its easier to tell if you're going to get yourself killed. Narancia isn't going to kill someone for talking to his darling, or trying to hang out with them when he's not around (because that's easy: He'll just tag along).

But that doesn't make it any less scary because if Narancia decides you're going to die, it's something he does right away. There is no warning, no way to mentally prepare yourself. It just starts. Narancia is hunting them down, screaming and swearing as he pounds himself against any doors or walls in the way, slashing wildly with his switchblade, spraying the streets with bullets, setting fires, and trying to bite them-- and they're probably not going to know why he wants to kill them suddenly, because the inciting incident maybe warrants a punch in the face, not a knife in their kneecaps while Narancia fucking bites their nose off, and slashes across their chest with his other switchblade in front of everyone, promising to slice them small enough to cram down a toilet and piss on.

Narancia is the scariest because there is no restraint. If he's killing you, it's violent and erratic.

#like LISTEN fugo is scary but narancia is worse in my opinion #like fugo is bad too because you're going to be on the edge of your seat for hours wondering if you try to leave he'll snap and kill you #but narancia has the chance of seeing you after deciding he's going to kill you (if his darling says you picked on them when he wasn't arou #d) so he just goes fucking Cujo the second he sees you #my writing! #yandere ranking #yandere leone abbacchio #yandere leone #yandere panacotta fugo #yandere fugo #yandere narancia ghirga #yandere narancia #yandere bruno #yandere mista #yandere guido mista #yandere jojo #yandere jjba prt 5 #yandere jjba #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #yandere bruno bucciarati #death tw #death #yandere x reader #yandere #I’m experimenting with new tags

[corpsoir]

Bog body bog fae cryptid bruno

i'm thinking more like bog body bruno being found in a thousand years still looking like he's just taking a nap in the bog!! peaceful, sleepy but content expression eternally preserved on leathery skin. very much tollund man vibes (ok tollund man probably died under pretty violent circumstances he just happens to look peaceful lol)

or like, future bog body bruno having just ended up in the bog, slowly sinking into the water in the peat moss and heather ^_^ im so normal about bogs and jjba btw can you tell.

idk i just keep thinking about him being a walking corpse for half of vento aureo and it inspires meeeeee. idk, corpses and death and stuff is very like, artistically inspiring to me, if that makes sense. theres a reason my url is what it is !!

oh and look up the tollund man and bocksten man if youre comfortable with looking at human remains btw!! the bocksten man has a really cool reconstruction made of him at the museum he's at ^_^

sorry this was such a long answer and the tags makes it longer sghjdkss

#i just. really like bogs and bog bodies #and i love making art that like.... idk makes death seem peaceful and less scary or something to dread #<- this is coming from someone who for YEARS has been so afraid of death yet here i am. studying dead people lol #its therapeutic in a way to like idk make beautiful and heartbreaking art about death #and i like combining it with the narrative of vento aureo and bruno because. i just like it #plus VA just inspires me a lot and i see so much potential for cool art with a lot of visual storytelling and symbolism in it #sorry this is such a weird thing to want to draw maybe but. #im kinda obsessing over bog bodies rn since im supposed to write my bachelors thesis on them #smilesssss so widely #ask

[salaciousdoll]

✩˚｡⋆ ⋆ ⋆ Reflection and invisibility ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ˚｡✩

･˳ . ⋆ Featuring Risotto Nero x La squadra!Fem!reader ･˳ . ⋆

୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Be advised to the warnings of Risotto and Reader both being Assassins in Passione, Boss!Giorno, Au where everyone is alive and thriving, smut, hardcore fucking, katoptronophilia( fucking in front of mirror), body worship, reader is a stand user but it’s not used( none of their stands are except illuso, voyeurism, dirty talking, degradtion kink up 1000 in here, there’s praise here and there, dick drunk reader and pussy drunk Risotto, backshots, reader has a voice kink, Risotto cracks subliminal jokes here and there( he’s a little jokester when he was fighting doppio in the anime), pet names in Italian( I really tried here but pet names such as bunny, slut, beautiful, doll, Angel, etc.), your ex is Bruno, Risotto has dick piercings( frenum ladder), Risotto makes you count the amount of thrust he gives you, edging, and mention of somnophillia at the end. Oh and Dark content. Wc: 2.7k

Minors do not interact, 18+ Only!

ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•ﾟNote from Salaciousdoll: This is my first time writing for JJBA as a whole and my first time writing for Risotto as well… I really hope you all enjoy this fic even if you don’t watch jjba, hope I can convince you babies to watch it with this fic. If you know Italian please tell me if the words are wrong. ‘Grazii assai mia bellissima, bambola’= Thank you very much, my beautiful doll, ‘Angelo’ = Angel, ‘ coniglio’ = bunny, ‘Bambola’= doll, ‘sudicio’ = dirty , ‘troia’= slut

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Risotto Nero was a man everyone either heard of or came into contact with. Both encounters could build up the emotion of fear and the feeling of danger, nothing else. The man could kill without a blink of an eye or a movement of cringe. To everyone else, he was a man who they feared just by either his tall stature or his black sclera eyes combining with the red pupils to compliment them.

Risotto was the scary man , your parents warned you about when you were younger, yet when they always told them stories, you never believed them. You had to see the boogeyman yourself in order to actually be scared. Those thoughts lead to your failures and success in the underground world. The failures of almost meeting your end and the success of getting to see Risotto— being able to keep him between your white manicured fingers. Risotto grew to be obsessed with you just because of your beauty and perspective of him. You didn’t judge him by one look of his eyes, not that he cares what other people think. He only cares when he thinks of the person as a colleague or more. You were more. His love, he adored since you came to his team after transferring from Bruno’s gang.

Bruno Buccirati was your first love but wasn’t your last. Risotto may be the last man you fall in love with, especially since you’ve been in a relationship with him for three years now . At first, you didnt talk with one another outside of missions and the missions he assigned. He wasn’t the one for small talk and you weren’t either, the lingering ghost of love you had for Bruno was in the air everywhere you walked and every mission you did. You couldn’t get him off your mind and the rest of La squadra were fed up with your closed off personality, so they complained to Risotto about you. In response to their concerns over the total of two months you were there, he had no choice but to make the first move.

It wasn’t easy for the both of you to talk to one another since he made it clear that you needed to get your shit together and perform your best on missions, otherwise he might as well start planning a funeral for you now. “ Do you want to die?”

You stared at him with wide eyes because that was the first thing coming out of his mouth after calling you in. You shook your head and looked away. He stared at you even more and under his dangerous but alluring eyes, you couldn’t help but to get a little aroused and nervous. A bad combination of feels to have, especially in front of your boss..

“ No, boss.”, You say to the wall and he didn’t like that one bit.

Risotto's deep voice said your name with malice in his tone, “ I didn’t know I was a wall.” You wanted to laugh because you didn’t think he had humor, yet he proved you wrong so maybe you’ll open up a bit more. When you didn’t look at him at all, he took it as disrespect. “ Look at me when I talk to you. You’re supposed to respect your superiors, did Bucciarati not teach you that. Maybe the perception of Bucciarati being painted as a noble man was another lie he shown everyone because no noble man would allow their colleagues to disrespect an su-”

“ Excuse me, Capo… I would rather not talk about Bruno right now. And I’m just nervous, so forgive me for disrespecting you. It’s not my intention to do this unforbidden action.”, You say to Risotto, who raised a pale blue eyebrow at you. You didn’t want to hear Risotto talking about Bruno like he doubted his existence or portrayal of his existence to the people who adored him— you being one of the people who adored him. The more Risotto stared at you, the more he could see that you were obedient and respectful after all. You two stared at each other a bit longer than usual taking in each other's features. You noticed his beautiful and unique eyes, his full lips, the creases under his eyes from the lack of sleep probably or just a result of getting older, his nose, a nose you see yourself riding any moment if you continued staring. He noticed the shape of your eyes, how your nose looked, eyebrows, big cheeks, and finally your lips. Your plush lips with the perfect shape to them. He loved how thick and full they were— always shiny with lipgloss he sees you apply every 2 minutes also. He wanted to bite them but that’ll have to wait now.

He cleared his throat, “ I asked that question because it seems your head is in another place on missions with your squad members, some of them voice their concerns and I’m here to let you know that you can’t slack off into dreamland unless you want to die. Your stand is powerful and you are powerful, so I need you to start showing me that you're powerful and useful as they say. Don’t let it happen again, understand?”

You nodded your head and he huffed before speaking, “ You’re dismissed and { reader’s last name}, you’re going on a mission with formaggio to shake up Riccolo— Boss orders. So get prepared to leave with him in 15.” You nodded your head and left the office.

You used to hate that Giorno moved you to the team you decided to save just because you knew formaggio from a one night stand. That night was fun especially since you just moved from your home country to Italy with your sister two weeks before. You were a foreigner and it was visible yet Formaggio didn’t care unlike half of Italy would. Bare minimum really but that’s not the reason you fucked the man. He charmed his way into your panties and you had him wrapped around your finger even before you gave him some, basically the first time he saw you He was a good fuck, but not as great as Bruno or your Capo now.

Now, though, you were on top of the moon from moving teams, even after four years, because you were too busy getting bent over in front of the mirror by your Capo. His rough hands were squeezing your stomach making some of your tummy melt in between his long, thick fingers, “ Give me one more, bambola. One more for me.”

You couldn’t hold on for dear life. Your left boob was massaged softly as he pounded into you from behind. The feeling of his red eyes was enough to make anyone fold and you were long gone. You folded as soon as he kissed your neck while you were standing in front of the mirror with your new bra and pantie set you got from your favorite lingerie store. “ I— I can’t, Ris’ pleaseuhhh.”

Your moans mixed with your cries of pleasure as he rolled his fat and long cock inside of you. His frenum ladder piercings were adding on to your pleasure because of the cold metals grinding against the walls of your dripping pussy. You felt every vein of his cock as he fucked into you like he’s never gonna see you again. He couldn’t help bending you over to pound inside of your sweet fat cunt because of how amazing you looked in that set. He loved worshiping and showing appreciation for you and your body. Your body was his favorite piece of art— he could stare at it for hours. Your a live painting that he could worship and fuck anytime he wanted.

“ Fuck, coniglio, you’re pussy is taking me so well. My perfect girl. Gonna squirt for me.”, Risotto grunt out his response as his hips snapped into your plump ass creating ripples, which was his favorite thing to watch. He loved watching any part of your body shake or jump. Fuck, you are his heaven. The heaven he will never get to see since his hands were tainted with hundreds of people’s blood.

The wetness of your pussy and the slaps of hips meeting was heard so loud in the room as your eyes rolled back into your head, “ You’re tearing me apart, Ris’ please slow down~” he loved how you stretched the word down out. It shows how brain dumb you are right now for him. Brain was filled with nothing, becoming nothing but mushiness. Just the way he liked you.

“ Slow down you say?” Risotto slowed his hips down and watched your expression in the mirror prior to turning himself invisible. “ Want you to look at yourself being stretched and fucked dumb on my cock in any pace. Whether it’s fast or slow, you still couldn’t, guhahh— you naughty little slut; You dare squeeze me that tight after I told you to loosen up for me.”

Risotto dropped his hands from holding you and bunched up the hairstyle you had in your hair before long stroking your pussy— deep and slow. He let out a wicked chuckle, “ Look at you… shaking all because of my cock, right my little angelo. Look closely in the mirror for me and then I want you to, shit! Your pussy is trapping me inside.” He couldn’t focus on what he was trying to say. Risotto was only this vocal with you. His deep voice was everything you needed to hear in your ear. Voice was sending a strike of thunder inside the blood in your body, allowing you to become even more turned on. His voice alone could get you off, so this act being an add on is what your dreams are made for. You brought his dirty talking and surge of pleasure out of him, none of his past hookups got an inch of words from him. Only moans and that’s if they pulled it out of him.

Risotto slapped your ass causing you to move forward into the mirror. Your fingerprints were imprinted in the big 48’ tall and 83’ wide mirror in your room. You were so glad you brought this mirror. You can use it for this exact reason. Risotto yanked your head back enough for you to see you and his invisibility in the mirror. It was like you were getting fucked by a ghost, spooky and freaky. Such a wonderful feeling.

“ Pay attention to the mirror, tesoro. Now choose a number, any number.”, his groans were heard right after he finished his sentence. You moaned when you saw his eyes staring at you through the mirror. You couldn’t even form words because of how slow and dragged his cock was going inside of your sobbing pussy.

Your fingers bunched up on the mirror and you knew you were close to squirting on this mirror. As his cock dragged in and out of you, you tried to form an answer to his questions. Nothing but moans and fumbling words in between were heard. You were really fucked out and he wanted to cherish the sounds forever.

Risotto continued fucking you with groans in your ear prior to biting your ear lob causing you to scream, “ Do you want me to ask the rest of your teammates? They’re watching, you know. Watching how you come apart on my cock, watching how your tits bounce back and forth as I fuck you like the sudicio little troia you are.” Your eyes widen at that information and his words. You finally took a deep look into the mirror and there stood every last member of La Squadra staring or smirking at you through the mirror, damn you illuso and your fucking stand. You shouldn’t have gotten turned on at being watched, but you couldn’t help it.

Risotto felt your pussy grab his cock like she never wanted to let him go. He hissed when he felt you squeezed tighter, stopping his movements all together. You whined and looked back at him to see his eyes looking at you with lust and anger. “ Number.” You tired to fuck back into him, but his finger nails dug into your hips causing you to bite your lip letting out a short muffled scream.

Your lips quivered as you answered him, “ 10! Ris’ please fuck me. I need to cum.” Risotto smirked at you, yet you couldn’t see it due to his invisibility. You only saw his eyes, which was more than enough for you. Risotto then dragged your back to leave a little space before the mirror.

He bent you over to a 90 degree angle and gripped your wide hips with his big hands, “ Count every thrust I give to your sweet pussy, 10 counts for two rounds. Two rounds because how much I’ve had to repeat myself with you.” Tears started to pour out of your pretty eyes as he grabbed your hair in his hands and snapped his hips forward causing a huge ripple on your ass.

“ Fuckkk! One.”, Your moan was so loud that you didn’t even care if someone delivering your packages for today heard you as you heard the house doorbell ring or was that ringing in your head from how hard he thrusted inside of you.

Risotto pulled out of you leaving the tip in, snapping his hips inside of you again, “ What’s the number? I seem to forgot already, bellissima. Help me remember.” You hated how he teased you as he rolled his hips around, mixing your juices inside of your pussy in the process. His piercings was a foreign feeling inside of you, no matter how many times you two fucked or made love, the metals felt so good inside of your pussy and you will always tell him that whenever you want sex or just wanted to compliment him to catch him off guard.

Risotto repeated this technique for two times in a row with the count of ten each time so it was twenty in total. He made you squirt on the first round at the number 5. He did nothing but chuckle at your pathetic display of shaking, “ So pathetic, can’t take this but was surely running your mouth the other day about how you can take me. You know what you are right now.”

He grabbed you up by your hair— your sweaty back was to his sweaty abs as his arms were now wrapped around your tummy. He whispered in your ear as his team looked on from a distance inside of the mirror at your pathetic attempt of holding on, “ A rookie. You know how much fun I like to poke at rookies.” He threw his head back at the feeling of your pussy and you wished you could see his facial expressions, “ Brace yourself.”

Risotto gripped your body like a mad man and fucked you like a caveman. Pussy was squirting non stop as he slammed into you over and over until he came inside of you with a loud groan.

“ Aughhh, good fucking girl. So good. Shit!l have to get you pregnant. Have our children run around our new house I buy for us, away on the, hahh!, countryside, away from everyone. Just you and me.” , He moaned as he snapped his hips inside of you three more times. His warm cum fills you up so gloriously. You couldn’t do anything but lay limp in his arms— still standing up with him. Your body did shake in his arms so I guess that was doing something. Risotto smirked and turned himself back to his visible self, kissing your head prior to looking at his teammates with his famous death glare. Basically telling them to fuck off and leave him and his lady alone. They obeyed his silent order all due to Prosciutto understanding what Risotto is saying.

“ Grazii assai mia bellissima, bambola”, Risotto whispers to your passed out figure in his arms. His dick always made you pass out from the length, piercings, and girth. He massaged your stomach as he walked to you to bed, carefully laying you down and going to get a towel to clean you off, can’t have you sticking in stickiness and wetness, otherwise he’ll fuck you in your sleep. You already granted him permission to perform somnophilia a few days ago too. Maybe he’ll try it out later.

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[immortalme123]

CAMILO MADRIGAL X TALL FEM READER

i just write this to cheer myself since every story i read, yn is 140-150cm tall😭 and i am 173cm herself-

And i actually found out that camilo is 162cm-

So yeah, i will make reader 175 cm tall- and in this story y'all dating btw cause I am lazy to write story from the start💀😅😅😭😭😭

I will write headcanons and one shot maybe

HE/HIM FOR CAMILO AND SHE/HER FOR READER(Y/N)

-he hates and loves the fact that you are taller than him

-he try to tip-toe to kiss you but you were too tall for him so he have to ask you- and let me tell you, he will be blushing mess

-he love to hug you and listen to your heartbeat 💓

-antonie and him sometimes ask you to piggyback

-and when pepa saw you two first time, she see herself and Felix in you guys and she almost cried✨

-he loves to hold your hand when you guys doing your chores or walking around and he told you that he won't get lost if he hold your hand.

-he thinks you are kinda scary when you mad

-when you first met His family, everyone was shocked and happy that camilo have loved who will care for him and love him.

-felix was proud and pepa was little crying and adored you but when you guys first met Like at market or during her chores, she was kinda suspicious of you and snappy now she loves you like her own daughter, Bruno thinks your great but keep little distance of you since you are way taller than him, even tho he live with luisa- and Isabela likes to tease you both to end (with Dolores)

-you think your gonna get bullied because your tall? Oh heck nah you easily can win whoever try to hurt you or camilo-

-he loves to wrap his arms around your waist and you put your head on his head (this sound weird)

-he sometimes cling in to you while you doing your chores

-you have to look little down to look at his face, and he have to look up

-he whine about how his neck hurt from looking up but he isn't complaining tho-your just so pretty

-he always say your pretty and some cheesy stuff

-if you are insecure about your height, oh boy he GONNE lecture you and told you how amazing you are and your height make it better for hour or maybe more

-you and Luisa kinda get along since you guys are tall duo in town

-if he is in bad moon, he just hug you from behind or headbutt your back to let you know

Short story:

"AYYYY amor!" You head voice behind you and that voice belong to only camilo madrigal, your boyfriend.

"oh hey love" you opened your arms and he jumped in to it, clinging to you and putting his head at your chest

"ughhh i missed you..it's like it's been years!!!!" He whined, you laughed softly "but it's been only 1 hour?-" he rolled his eyes and hugged you thigter.

"amor....u-uh can i kiss you?" He was embarrassed to ask that but he was kinda getting used to it, you bent over and he cupped your face and kisses also while tip-toe. Y'all didn't realize pepa and Felix were spying on you guys-

"aren't they perfect mi amor?" Felix said holding his wife hand, and wiping her tear

"oh yes....they are perfect....they remind of us while we were teenagers.." pepa smiled lovingly at us, and there was little cloud

"MOM DAD!? ARE YOU GUYS SPYI-"

#camilo madrigal x reader #encanto #camilo madrigal #x reader #camilo x y/n #camilo disney

[sovereignjojoz]

heyy! hope you’re having a good day so far <3 i read your recent bucci gang headcanons and i loved them, they were so cute! i was wondering if i could have some headcanons of the bucci gang reacting to the reader’s stand which has a pretty terrifying appearance and is also powerful; could severely hurt or kill someone if it wanted to? but the reader can control her stand and most of the time, it’s pretty calm, only attacking someone if it knows, for sure, it’s an enemy. the cute part is, is that the reader’s stand is also an absolute sweetheart and tries to make friends with the members’ stands when the reader is first introduced to the gang 🥺 e.g: whenever the sex pistols are bickering with each other, reader’s stand be the one to try to calm them down, reader’s stand will give purple haze a handkerchief if he’s freaking out about getting dirty/starts drooling alot, etc. tysm!! 💕💕

Bucci gang with a s/o who has a scary but sweet stand

Warnings: none

Pairings: Buccarrati x reader, Narancia x reader, Fugo x reader, Abbacchio x reader, Mista x reader, Giorno x reader.

Note- tysm for the request and kind words I’m glad you enjoyed my piece!! It’s my first request so I’m super excited, I loved writing it! I hope I did it justice!<33

Bruno Buccarrati

When Bruno first met your stand he was slightly taken aback, not due to fear, more so due to curiosity, he couldn’t wrap his head around how his beloved who was ever so sweet, manifested a stand who seemed so terrifying.

Since he’s a gentleman he didn’t say anything bad of course, he just looked on, analysing it.

He was a little hesitant on interacting with it since he didn’t know the capabilities of it and once he saw it in action, he was surprised at the extent of your stands power yet he finds himself feeling relieved that it has that amount of power knowing that if you ever were to end up in a situation where you needed to defend yourself you would be able to.

After observing your stand for a little while, he concludes that it’s very rational and is more open to interacting with it, which is how he begins to understand why you have such a stand.

“Hmm, your stand is very fitting cara mia.” He hummed, smiling at your stand next you you, mimicking your mannerisms. “You think so?”

He’s a very considerate person, so he sends you on missions that both you and your stand would enjoy, and regains from sending you on ones that will leave you exhausted.

Since your stand is a total sweetheart, he can’t help but smile when he sees the little trinkets it’s left around the house for it (for example the missing pen he was looking for the other day).

Sticky fingers is not that much of an affectionate stand, so it probably wouldn’t be clinging to your stand unlike some of the others, however when it does manifest around your stand it will loom over it protectively, and if it’s feeling extra happy it will pat your stands head.

If your stand is affectionate though, Bruno and sticky fingers will gladly relish in your stands affections when time permits it.

Giorno Giovanna

He teases you a little first, not out of malice, he just finds it a little funny and cute that your stand appears so scary when to him you are anything but scary!

“Amore, are you sure such a stand was made for you?” He taunts, keeping up an innocent facade. “Oh stop it Girono!”

He finds it cute when both you and your stand have the same frustrated stance, aimed at him.

Notably impressed at your stands ability, he feels proud seeing both you and it in action, especially with the level of control you maintain.

Both he and golden experience most definitely love your stand once it shows what a cutie it is, especially golden experience.

Your stands random acts of kindness leave Giorno’s heart warmed, since he knows it’s a manifestation of your soul, which leads him to show more affection leaving both you and your stand happy.

Golden experience is a bit of a nuisance to Giorno sometimes since it always manifests whenever you or your stand is in the vicinity, even if Giorno doesn’t will it to, leaving him a bit embarrassed.

It only gets worse for him once your stand starts showing them affection, since then, golden experience leaves random gifts around the house for you. You found butterflies in the kitchen, flowers in the corridor and once you had even found a “gift” which was a pile of dirt in your room; to which your stand was very pleased with whilst you sighed knowing you’d have to clean it up.

However the problem came when your stand starts giving gifts back to golden experience and Giorno. After golden experience had gifted you dirt your stand decided to replicate the gift, wanting to impress Giorno. When he had found the gift he smiled, shaking his head and went to clean it up however golden experience manifested and picked up the dirt before he could clean it up. He then put it in a closet and that was when Giorno found out his stand had been hoarding the gifts your stand had left them.

Ah, a new problem ensured.

Leone Abbacchio

Abbacchio was unbothered at your stands outward appearance, he thought it’s unique look was rather cool; although he was initially surprised about how far your stand’s looks and personality differed, then again it made sense since it was a part of you.

He likes the fact that you know how to control your stand and it’s ability well, he didn’t want to have to babysit you during missions.

Lowkey smirks when he sees you use the full potential of your stand against an enemy user, however if anyone brings that up he will personally deal with them.

His interactions with your stand are brief, yet he doesn’t prevent them.

When your stand left him coffee on the table he kissed his teeth, annoyed since he “didn’t fancy coffee” yet still drank it.

If your stand decides to be affectionate with him, he’ll welcome the affection for a little while before swatting it away under the guise that it was becoming bothersome.

Abbacchio is so embarrassed by moody blues sometimes, not in a bad way just in like a “you’re ruining my image” way.

When you wanted to introduce your stand to moody blues, Abbacchio was adamant on saying no, constantly repeating how it wouldn’t come out and he doesn’t have time for this, yet despite him saying that moody blues came out and happily interacted with your stand leaving Abbacchio appalled.

Moody blues is definitely more affectionate than Abbacchio, when it manifests it really enjoys being around you and your stand, often initiating small loving gestures.

When you or your stand do something sweet for them, moody blues replays the scene whilst Abbacchio watches. Giorno once walked in on this and the wine glass abbacchio had in his hand shattered.

Overall though, they love your stand.

Guido Mista

Honestly, he was kinda scared at first, he tried to play it cool, he really did but you saw how he flinched as though there were a jump scare when your stand manifested.

The first time he saw your stand he yelped but he tried to cover it up with a cough.

When he saw how your stand recoiled, hurt at how he was scared of it he willed himself to get over his “fear”.

“Nah babe, I’m not scared of your stand it was just unexpected.”

After he gets over his initial fear, he’s constantly around your stand. His favourite thing to do is smush it’s face till it disappears embarrassed, he finds it so cute since it’s just like you.

He always teases your stand, sometimes he even tries to make it annoyed just to see what type of reactions he can get out of it just because he finds them cute.

The pistols adore your stand! They love you so how could they not love your stand too.

When your stand is out they cling to it, cuddling every place they can.

If your stand is bigger than them then the pistols like when your stand plays games with them like chucking them about in the air.

When the pistols fight, your stand doesn’t hesitate to step in, picking them up and separating the ones that are fighting using it’s hands, giving sterns looks to them, which is further exemplified by its appearance.

Sometimes if the pistols are feeling extremely nice and are in a very good mood they will share food with your stand, much to the surprise of mista.

If they don’t see you or your stand often they will non-stop whine and complain to mista, which is why mista comes to see you frequently, a win-win for both him and his stand ;)

Narancia Ghirga

When he first met your stand he actually offended it, it wasn’t intentional he was just oblivious to his words.

“[Name]! Your stand is so freakish! Literally like something straight out of a horror movie?!”

Your stand felt disheartened by that statement and disappeared, and deep down also felt saddened that he thought your stand was weird.

Sensing he had said something wrong, he rephrased his words, taking your hands in his, “no! no! I don’t mean it in a bad way I mean like it’s so sick! Your stand is literally so freakishly cool, I love it.”

You perked back up at that and your stand re-appeared. At first it felt a bit shy around Narancia however when Narancia started playing with it it became animated.

He definitely likes to high five your stand a lot.

Since Aerosmith isn’t a normal stand, your stands interactions with it are slightly different than that of a normal stand.

Your stand likes to play tag sort of with his stand, trying to grab it whilst it flies in the air.

Aerosmith also likes to fly around your stands head when it’s out, letting you know how much it loves you.

Sometimes it may even draw a small heart in the air when you/Narancia/it is/are extremely happy.

Pannacotta Fugo

Fugo was happy to see you had a stand with such a unique appearance too! Even though your stand was branded terrifying, he wasn’t scared since purple haze could also be considered a terrifying stand outwardly.

He definitely feels like he can heavily relate to you on all levels, especially with your stand having such dangerous potential since purple haze’s ability is also very harmful.

Contrary to what some may think, I feel as though Fugo would gladly accept any gifts or any affection your stand may present him since seeing your stand has made him more confident in his.

Purple haze seems like it would be inquisitive when first meeting your stand, looking at it very intensely. At first it might even probe your stand to show it it’s ability or even fight due to its separate consciousness.

Once purple haze decides it likes your stand it becomes much more present and mellow.

When your stand does things like clean up it’s drool or clean up any mess in the area so purple haze is comfortable it will be all over you and your stand, it finds it so adorable that you always go the extra mile.

Replicates your kindness by always being around you and your stand, ready to protect you both despite knowing you can do it yourself, and doing little acts of kindness for you such a putting a coaster under your drink so your table doesn’t get ruined.

#jojo’s bizzare adventure x reader #vento aureo x reader #bucci gang x reader #bucciarati x reader #narancia x reader #abbacchio x reader #mista x reader #giorno x reader #fugo x reader #requests open! #crownprincegojo #jojo fluff #i love cheeky Giogio #Mista and Bruno<33 #jojo x reader #jjba x reader

[zzoguri]

of guitar strings and peeled tangerines (i'll bruise my fingers just for you) ➵ masterlist

non-idol!jacob bae x reader, slight non-idol!ji changmin x reader

when you are unable to continue living in the city, you are forced to move back to the small provincial town you begged to stay away from. but when you come face-to-face with the reliable village co-chief, jacob bae, you learn that your stay won’t be so pleasant after all. 

general genre/warnings ➵ childhood friends to strangers to lovers, slow burn, slice of life, angst, but also fluff!, afab reader (they/them pronouns), hurt/comfort, a lot of flashbacks, being lost (and trying to figure things out) in your late 20s, a lot of trauma that stem from mommy issues, themes of grief, forgiveness, and pressure to succeed, jacob writes songs to reader and reader peels tangerines for jacob (hence the title), juhaknyeon has witnessed your relationship with jacob from blossoming to downfall to reigniting stages, ji changmin is the second lead (i am so sorry), taking care of jacob because he gets sick :’), you and jacob end up working at your father's restaurant together!!, your dad has a lot of regret & wants to take care of you to make up for both his and your mom's mistakes, kissing, cuddling, suggestive themes

word count for official parts ➵ projected to be 40-60k words (oops? lets see if i stick with it)

taglist ➵ @deoboyznet @kflixnet @blankjournal @winterchimez @miusgirl @jenoscafe @sweet-unicorn-world @vernyangel @mosviqu @tbzhub

playlist ➵ dreams, books, power and walls by jannabi // slow down by laufey // for lovers by lamp // dried flower by wave to earth // behind the moon shadow by lamp // i'm your man by mitski // my mother and i by lucy dacus // what used to be mine by faye webster // hagupit by ichiko aoba // kodoku by mei semones // matilda by harry styles // when you love someone by day6 // francis forever by mitski // right side of my neck by faye webster // nan chun by se so neon // kind of (type of way) by faye webster // regent's park by bruno major // dreams (demo) by grentperez // let you break my heart again by laufey // class of 2013 by mitski // happiness by taylor swift // clementine by grentperez // in a good way by faye webster // absence of you by grentperez // ripples by beabadoobee // araw-araw by ben&ben // sweet decay by chasu // sunny days by wave to earth // glue song by beabadoobee

a/n ➵ finally introducing the one work i've been very excited to release!!! this idea has been sitting with me even before i wrote “of linked arms and bruised hearts (you are the reason i keep on going)” :OO i hope you come along with me in this journey!! i would really appreciate it if you could take the time to reblog this!

want to be part of my taglist? send me an ask! masterlist

official parts ➵ one

when you are unable to continue staying in the city, you are forced to move back to the small provincial town you begged to stay away from. but when you come face-to-face with the reliable village co-chief, jacob bae, you learn that your stay won’t be so pleasant after all. 

➵ two (coming late january-early february)

jacob makes it clear that he wants nothing with you anymore. after that argument, you share the sentiments. but would peeled tangerines make him hear you out?

➵ three (coming late march-mid april)

you've finally come to terms that the corporate life isn't for you. with that, you decide to work part-time in your dad's restaurant. now, there's no way to escape jacob—and absolutely no way to escape rekindled feelings.

➵ four (coming early may-mid june)

as you take a trip to the outskirts of town, you have to come face-to-face with everything you've kept buried the past years. and although it may be scary, you're glad that you're coming to terms with them—all thanks to time and your best friend.

drabbles/oneshots

coming soon...

note that number of chapters, titles, release dates, and and synopses are subject to change

#zzoguri works #deoboyznet #kflixnet #bjnet #k-labels #the boyz #jacob bae #the boyz x reader #jacob bae x reader #the boyz fluff #the boyz angst #jacob bae angst #jacob bae fluff #of guitar strings and peeled tangerines (i’ll bruise my fingers just for you)

[tonberry-yoda]

Spooky season! Yeah!

I know now! Can I request 12 with Mista? I'm sure he would say this if reader would be scared. He would even try to drape an arm around your shoulder while watching it 🤭

I Hate Scary Movies - Mista 🎃

notes - Hi Lili!!! I seriously loved this idea because my boy is so silly omfg. But yeah this was super fun to write and I'm glad I could do requests for you this fall! Thanks again and seriously, have an amazing fall and a great halloween!! <3 word count - 254

Bruno had planned a fun night for the gang. It was nearing Halloween and the decision was to watch a scary movie with everyone.

The one problem was, you hated scary movies. They also decided to plan the movie night really late, so there was no way you would be getting any sleep that night.

You didn't want to object though because everyone had seemed so excited.

So when the movie actually started, you stared down at your bowl of popcorn, barely glancing at the movie. You hated that they chose something so over the top scary too.

"You all right?" Mista asked, sitting next to you.

You nodded.

"You sure?"

You looked around you and everyone looked like they were having so much fun, especially Bruno and Abbacchio, who decided to cuddle up with one another.

You turned back to see Mista patiently waiting for an answer.

"Uh... I really don't like scary movies." you finally said.

"I..." He thought for a moment, but a smirk spread across his lips. "I can keep you safe."

He tried to wrap an arm around you, but you gave him a very unamused expression. He stopped trying to wrap his arm around you and you gave him a look that said, "don't stop, dummy."

He wrapped his arm around you and you cuddled into his chest before pressing a little kiss on his cheek. You had always liked Mista, that idiot.

The rest of the movie was spent with you completely knocked out on his chest.

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2023 @tonberry-yoda – do not repost or claim ANY of my work as your own! likes, reblogs, and comments are not only welcome, but appreciated <3

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#thanks so much again! <3 #tonberry answers #asks #moots <3 #requests #event #fall event #fall #halloween #x reader #writing #my writing #fanfic #fanfiction #jjba #jjba x reader #jojos bizarre adventure x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #mista #mista x reader #guido mista #guido mista x reader #golden wind #golden wind x reader #vento aureo #vento aureo x reader #jjba part 5 #<3

[acewithapaintbrush]

My entry for week three of @wdtajn for the prompt crossover and also for @empty-cryptid cause they wrote a super cute Encanto/One Piece crossover and I was like ohhhhhhhhh I wanna write Bruno and Luffy interacting too! So yeah, without you this wouldn't exist. Enjoy.

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"Wahoooo! Sugoi ne! It's like Arabasta in here!" 

The boy with the strawhat turns in a circle, his head tilted back so far that his hat almost falls off. He's got his hands up and shielding his eyes even though there is no sun in Bruno's room that could blind him. 

Bruno thought that he would grow annoyed quickly with the overly excited visitor, but he's actually enjoying himself. This Luffy has a childlike wonder to him that is contagious.

When he'd arrived in a flash of light in the middle of their family breakfast (literally falling onto their table with a bone breaking crash) it had only taken him one second to find his bearings and greet them all with a cheeky "Yo!" and a bright smile. Not even Isabela threatening him with her spiky vines or Pepa gathering a cloud with lightning above her head had fazed him too much. He'd simply gushed and ah'd and said something about devil fruits and how Pepa's power was just like Nami's weapon and since his Nami is the strongest navigator ever Pepa must be super cool and strong too, right? 

Needless to say, Pepa had been ready to adopt him just minutes after meeting him. 

Surprisingly enough he hadn't been especially impressed with Luisa holding the table threateningly over his head. The reason for that became abundantly clear when he offered to help tidy up and lifted a nearby table with nothing but one arm. These noodle arms hide a lot of muscles, apparently. 

After a lot of back and forth to get the whole story out of him (pirates and devil fruits and rubber powers and a legendary treasure, oh my!) Abuela's hospitality and Luffy's obvious lack of ill intentions (he'd let Antonio use his rubber arms as a swing during the entire conversation without batting an eye) had won out and he'd been allowed to wait in Casita for his friends. 

Bruno has been tasked with keeping an eye on him during the day, much to the consternation of all the kids who wanted to play with the newcomer but were instead sent into town to take care of their chores first. The journey to Bruno's room took forever because not just the youngest Madrigals have taken a liking to their surprise visitor, but Casita as well, letting the boy use her stairs as a slide over and over again. 

"I don't know what that means." Bruno admits. He watches as Luffy plops down and starts gathering sand around himself. He must be as old as Isa and Dolores and at first sight he doesn't really act it. But Bruno can also see the sinewy muscles in his arms as he gathers the sand or the way his gaze took everything in before entering this room, as if assessing his surroundings for threats. It was a fleeting moment and Bruno only noticed because he was watching the boy so intently. There is something about this boy (man?) that makes you take notice, that makes you straighten your spine and tighten your fists. 

It's like watching a tiger play. A big cat, cute one moment but ready to rip your throat out at the slightest sign of danger in the next, and don't you dare forget about that. 

Agustin and Felix had snorted into their coffee when Luffy had declared himself the captain, but Bruno has no trouble believing it. 

No trouble at all. 

Bruno sits down and continues watching as Luffy builds a sandcastle. Or a goose. It's hard to tell. 

Some of his rats have come over to investigate and instead of shooing them away or being disgusted, Luffy only blinks at them for a second before including them in his play, setting them on little hills and smoothing down some sand so it becomes a slide. 

Any lingering apprehension Bruno might have had about the guy disappears. 

"You are very… calm about all of this." he starts slowly. "It must be scary, trapped in another world?" 

"Nah." Luffy is distracted by two rats angrily squeaking at each other over the slide. He just adds another. "My Nakama saw the whole thing. I'm sure they have already caught the devil fruit user and are figuring out how to reverse this."

"You have a lot of faith in them." 

"Sure I do! They are the best!" 

"Would you tell me about them?" 

Luffy lights up so much, Bruno fears he's going blind. 

And then he talks about all of them. How they met and who they are and their dreams and ambitions and why they are the greatest people in the whole wide world and how he would be lost without them and that he's so happy they decided to follow him. He talks about every single one of them with so much love and appreciation that it's hard not to fall a little bit in love with this crew just by his descriptions alone. 

It's also not hard to imagine why they all follow this boy to hell and back either. 

And then he talks about this One Piece and his dream to become the king of the pirates. It should put Bruno off (pirates are the bad guys, right?) but instead he grows excited. He is a storyteller at heart and this makes for an amazing story. 

He finds himself once again explaining that there are no devil fruits here, just their magical candle and how it came to be. Luffy nods along with stars in his eyes. 

When Bruno tells him what his gift is, Luffy almost bounces off the walls in excitement. 

"The future???? Honto ni??? That's so cool!" 

"Oh. Well." Bruno chuckles, a little bit flustered by the open admiration. It's been a long time since someone other than his family has called him cool. "I could show you. I mean. Maybe show you when your friends get here? Or maybe how you find the One Piece?" 

How, because "if" never even crossed Bruno's mind. 

Of course Luffy is gonna find it. 

Luffy's "No!" is a bit more forceful than Bruno expected, but before he can shrink back or register any hurt, Luffy grins at him  and clasps his hands around his crossed ankles. One of the rats has curled up on top of his hat for a nap. "No way! I don't wanna know how we'll find the One Piece. That would take all the fun out of it. I don't wanna go on a boring adventure!" 

"Fair enough." Bruno says and shrugs. 

Yeah. There is nothing worse than a boring adventure. 

Good thing there is rarely a boring day in the life of the Madrigals. 

"But hey! Can you look where we'll find Sanji's favorite cooking spoon? Someone… Not me! Definitely not me! But someone lost it when they were playing sword fighting with Usopp. As a good captain it's my duty to find it before Sanji notices and hits that person. Not 'cause it was me! 'Cause it wasn't! Okay?" 

Bruno just laughs. 

#encanto #bruno madrigal #wdtajn #one piece #one piece monkey d luffy #one piece crossover #Encanto crossover

[serendipitous-imagines]

Hello friend! Could you do the bucci gang (jjba) comforting their male s/o who’s suffering gender dysphoria? Maybe throw in some stuff with their stands? Feeling pretty icky right now and think that would be a cute and comforting scene. Thanks lots!

I am so happy to do this for you! I hope you do feel less icky soon, you deserve good things! Also I apologize for the delay, I was doing some traveling and took a small break from writing to focus on some important things! Enjoy !!

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GIORNO GIOVANNA

✦ You have dysphoria involving your chest? Hips? Stomach? Thighs? Any place you can think of that you have dysphoria Giorno has offered to turn the fat into frogs so that you can feel some ease. Giorno is very blunt with his offer, but you can tell that he is doing it out of genuine love and worry for you. He does want you to feel comfortable and happy, after all. ✦ Golden Experience will stare at you for a while, almost like he is analyzing you and thinking. It can come off a little scary until Giorno's stand is presenting you with flowers and wrapping its arms around you while pulling you into its lap. Much like Giorno, Golden Experience runs his hands along your self-perceived 'problem parts' and offers to turn them into anything. ✦ Giorno does not say many things but he does cling to you, his hands squeezing your body and keeping a tight hold on you. You mean the absolute world to him and your feeling bad about something he can not immediately fix for you worries him, but it encourages him to work even harder for you to give you the life you deserve with him so that you can be happy and hopefully never have to feel this badly dysphoric again.

BRUNO BUCCIRATI

✦ Bruno is extremely gentle with you when you feel dysphoric, he will curl up beside you in bed or on the couch and hold you. He will let you cry against him and tell him about all of the things that are bothering you. Then he will go through each and every little thing that is bothering you and reassure you on your masculinity and your lack of femininity. ✦ Bruno, much like Giornio, has absolutely offered to zip your chest up so that your chest dysphoria would not bother you as much. You aren’t entirely sure how it would feel, but you do appreciate the offer and it does help you feel a little bit better. ✦ Sticky Fingers loves grabbing onto your body and running his fingers along your sides and hips. Sometimes Bruno’s stand will just lift you up and hold you for a long time in a tight embrace reminding you how you are perfect to him and how he could never stop loving you (you also absolutely get nuzzled on your cheek by Sticky Finger’s head).

LEONE ABBACCHIO

✦ Abbacchio will comfort you absolutely, but he knows sometimes it’s okay to need to be alone. If you need to just rot in bed to feel better, he understands that better than anyone else could understand. He will take over doing chores, cooking, and anything else you need so that you do not feel worse than you already do. You are not a burden to him because you are feeling dysphoric, and he makes sure to equally give you space and comfort. ✦ Moody Blues would absolutely take your form and go out into the world if you just want to hide away in your room. Moody Blues would want you to feel comfortable and Abbacchio knows what it feels like to want to hide from the world, so he makes it possible for you to stay inside until you feel better. ✦ Abbacchio will play your favorite music off of Moody Jazz and he will offer you a glass of wine to share with him in bed so that you can get a little tipsy to forget some of what you are feeling while he monitors you and lays with you the entire time. This is also time for you to get things off of your chest and just take in the mutual presence that you and Abbacchio share together.

GUIDO MISTA

✦ Whenever you are feeling especially dysphoric, the Bullets will lay on your shoulders or on your head and yell about how you are their boyfriend right in your ear. You never get a moment of peace around the Bullets whenever you are feeling bad about yourself, they will talk your ears off until the feeling has sort of disappeared. ✦ Mista's love language involves food and physical affection. He is cooking you near gourmet meals for you to eat in bed while he is slinking into the bed with you. Chances are that Mista is not wearing clothes doing any of this. He is more than happy to give you distractions with his body. ✦ Mista will start presenting you tips and offering to go workout with you, mentioning that he knows some workouts to help you lose feminine traits in any spots you feel especially dysphoric about. Also no offense Mista would clean a pharmacy out of their testosterone supply and bring it to you all smug.

NARANCIA GHIRGA

✦ Narancia does not fully understand why you are feeling the way that you do, but he does get extremely worried about you and acts accordingly. He tries to comfort you by telling you how manly you look next to him since everyone thinks he looks like a girl, and how random people never confuse you for anything other than a man from what he has noticed. ✦ Narancia does understand however that you do feel bad and that it does involve your perception of yourself. He pulls you out of the room where you are feeling bad and takes you out to do things that you enjoy doing. Whether it is going to the arcade, going to the movies, or sitting at a bookstore, he is taking you there. He is also treating you to your favorite desserts, sweets always help make people feel better, according to Narancia's own personal philosophy. You can't help but agree. It is sweet how much he cares to make you feel better even if he does not fully comprehend it. ✦ Aerosmith, even though it is a plane, still does things to make you feel better and distract you. Whether it involves drawing hearts out of smoke or flying around your head, Aerosmith is showing that it is there and thinking of you and loves you for you, no matter how you feel.

PANNACOTTA FUGO

✦ Fugo upon hearing that you feel dysphoric will start listing every masculine thing about you. He does not allow you to disagree with him (in fact, if you do disagree with him, he will use that as further ammo to list off the masculine features of you that you are feeling especially self-conscious about. ✦ Purple Haze comes out and while it does try to avoid you so that it does not hurt you, it does cover up reflective surfaces in the house (and maybe breaks a mirror or two) so that you do not see your reflection in anything and therefore can't tear your self-confidence to shreds. ✦ Fugo is an amazing listener, so if you do need someone to vent to and just silently listen, Fugo is your guy. He will hold your hand and gently encourage you while you vent and talk to him. He understands having bottled-up feelings and if you get upset about your dysphoria, he encourages you to let it out by screaming or slamming your fists into pillows. He follows up your emotions with many kisses and hugs on top of reassurance.

TRISH UNA

✦ If you start feeling dysphoric and sad around Trish, Trish will immediately (lovingly) silence you and tell you that you are perfect and masculine. She will especially try to distract you, so when you start feeling bad, she is dragging you out to the mall and you are getting a new wardrobe that makes you feel confident and masculine. ✦ Trish will sit herself on your lap and caress your face, drowning you in praise and compliments. Then she will offer to teach you some makeup tricks to help make you appear more masculine (only if you want to hear them from her). Sometimes Trish does get a little distracted doing your contour and ends up making out with you for a little while. ✦ Spice Girl squeezes you right into her chest and bounces you around, trying to jostle the feelings right out of you. Spice Girl will also point out the flattest parts of you and poke your chest and go "This doesn't even jiggle, come on" in her blunt but caring way.

#giorno giovanna #bruno bucciarati #leone abbacchio #guido mista #narancia ghirga #pannacotta fugo #trish una #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #jojos bizzare adventure #jjba x reader #jjba fanfic #imagine #imagine blog #fanfic #jjba part five #jojo's bizzare adventure golden wind #jojos bizzare adventure golden wind #jjba giorno #jjba bruno #jjba abbacchio #jjba narancia #jjba fugo #jjba mista #jjba trish #jjba part 5 #jjba headcanons #ftm reader #transgender reader #jjba 5

[joesalw]

I just wish I was never a fan of her 😭 like the way I got pulled in was, I was attempting to take my English learning journey to a more vocal level yk? Because just grammar rules and spellings aren't gonna help you if you don't listen to spoken English.

And apparantly my friend made a whole playlist of Taylor's song because she listened to English music a lot, and I was blown away by her mediocre writing because again, I was young and a beginner in English.

That led me in a rabbit hole of her lore and when things got bad at home i wasn't allowed internet access so I only had my keypad phone with these downloaded songs so my exposure was limited to the western music world, you know?

And upon googling everyone was talking about how she is and it's Cute that she stalks fans for years and years (!! WTFFF) and invites them to her house if they are "devoted and true" to her (the biggest red flag what the hell).

And you know, i used to also think that everyone who hates her is just because she's a woman and the world doesn't like to see a successful woman. Now apparantly my brain has developed well enough to make judgements on my own and not take everything at face value, I can See everything is just fake about her.

"nobody calls out Ed Sheeran and Burno Mars when they write abt their exes" it's cause they don't revolve everything about themselves around their exes

And a dozen other things can be debunked just in a click if one sits down with their mind open.

It's scary how wide the fandom is and how far they'll go to defend her, remember them romanticising Ma*ty ??? Ewww

I guess depraved "idols" attract depraved people

i saw a post where swifties were dragging Brittany Mahomes or whatever her name is, for doing a campaign with kim kardashian because it goes against swiftie culture. But before that, they were defending her of being a sexual assault apologist saying "it was just an aggressive kiss" like can you imagine how toxic that cult is? I've seen the lines they crossed to defend matty healy and most of them were whites which tell alot itself. I'm so glad for people like you and i and other anons out here who has come out of that web. at least we have our own morals and judgemental process to define what is right and wrong instead of believing everything she potrays with her terrible acting and pr schemes.

and about the ed sheeran and bruno mars topic, can you tell me one name of their exes? At least i can't tell a name, let alone say which song is about whom. it's because they don't make their relationship a public circus like her. the problem with taylor swift is we can exactly tell who she was dating at what point and who the song is about. her own fans jump into this first so why won't media feed into it? it's not her fans' fault either because she has created this marketing strategy of having a parasocial relationship with her fans, so they think they have rights to do so, because they have to defend their pop princess from her villain exes because they hurt her. it's all so ridiculous lol

#anti taylor swift #anti swifties #swifties dni

[empty-cryptid]

15 Questions

Tagged by @waitingonavision @16magnolias @captaintrips9 @aeshnalacrymosa (So many haha thank you <3)

1. Were you named after anybody?

I think my middle name came from a great aunt and I think my first name came from "Young and the Restless". Bruno would get a kick out of that, I bet.

2. When was the last time you cried?

A little while ago. I think the last time was a panic attack. I get those...heh.

3. Do you have kids?

No, never will.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I guess so, I have dry humour. I'm very blunt though, so who knows what I'm trying to do, haha.

5. What sports do you play/have played?

I liked racket sports like tennis and badminton in highschool, but I am not that sporty. I am more of a hiker.

6. What's the first thing you notice about someone?

Hmm...that's hard. I don't look at people. When I do end up looking at someone, it's their eyes that stick with me, ironically. While I'm talking, I can't make eye contact, but if someone else is talking, I can make too much eye contact. I think eyes are beautiful.

7. Eye color?

Sometimes green, sometimes blue, sometimes grey. It's as inconsistent as I am.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

I like both.

9. Any special talents?

I don't know.

10. Where were you born?

Manitoba, Canada

11. What are your hobbies?

Writing, reading, hiking, tracking, building things, fixing things and a multitude of other random things.

12. Do you have any pets?

A black cat. He's delightful.

13. How tall are you?

5'5"

14. Favorite subject in school?

English Literature, Biology

15. Dream job?

Author.

Tagging (no pressure): @immabethehero @breannasfluff @metaphoricaltigers

and anyone that wants to do this (I think most folks have been tagged already)

#tag game

[tttewolves]

ooooohh I adore your aus 🤩🤩☺️😊and writing so much, I love the wolf train siblings they give me life 💙♥️❤️💚if it’s cool to ask more about the wolf au?

Like Anything on Rebecca or Mavis(are diesel engine more larger wolves?) How would the international engines work like w ashima?

are the narrow gauge engines smaller like akin to irl Arabian/Indian/Mexican grey wolves 🐺

How about on proteus or smudger/stanley, (now im wondering on mighty Mac now), is any of the aeg cast like Bruno sandy and kana here or non-canon?

Alright, here we go!😁

Diesel engines are NOT bigger in their wolf forms, and it depends on their health status or what their strengths are! With the international wolves, they are from different regions of the forest, more further than the ones we usually see. For Rebecca, she’s a happy and playful wolf, but she does have a scary temper if you mess with her or her loved ones and even Gordon finds it scary. For Mavis, she can be cheeky at times, but acts like a sister figure to many.

The narrow gauge engines are the size that if a beagle. For miniature engines, they are the size of chihuahuas, lol.

Proteus is one of the legendary figures for the wolves and same with Smudger. Stanley does exist and he’s quite shy but kind, and sadly, no AEG characters are in this AU, but that doesn’t mean I will stop others from liking AEG!

[foreveranevilregal]

Pepa with insomnia? And how it affects Felix?

I'm back! I know I took a bit of a break from writing, but I'm back to doing prompts. This was a really fascinating idea; I loved delving into how her anxiety spills into insomnia. It's more of a character study, but I really enjoyed writing it. Thanks for the prompt, and I hope you like it!

It was happening again. The dreams. One minute she was sound asleep, the next she was bolting upright, chest heaving from her jagged breaths. There would be no getting back to sleep. She swung her legs over the edge of the mattress, planting her feet on the ground.

He must have sensed the shift in the mattress; the way it dipped lower before rising abruptly. A hand reached out towards her. “Can’t sleep again?” He murmured sleepily.

“No,” she answered quietly. Her hand closed over his, giving it a quick squeeze. “Lo siento, mi amor.”

And sorry she was, she reflected; standing up and turning to face her still sleeping husband, whose body sprawled over half the bed, yet did not encroach on the space meant to be hers. Space that was rapidly cooling, leaving the hand resting there touching cold sheets.

She was familiar with the phenomenon, of course, having experienced it on the other side of sunrise. When her racing mind would finally run out of fuel and allow her to rest, she would collapse into bed. If she was lucky, her sleep would overlap somewhat with Félix’s. Usually, she would fall asleep just as he was rising. And then it was her turn to touch cold sheets.

Of course, they were never quite as cold in the morning as they were in the middle of the night when she would rouse.

Everything was worse at night. The darkness thick, enveloping her like an inky fog. The cacophony of jungle sounds all the more jarring without the noises of people going about their day to camouflage it. The thoughts in her head free to take over, unencumbered by the endless list of errands she would undertake during the day to stave them off.

Thoughts that were currently rendering her unable to sleep next to her husband, the way she should be. That caused her to wake up, trying to smooth out the deep shuddering breaths and calm her pounding heart. That hung the cloud over her head whose smothering presence she could feel more than see.

When her mind raced like this, she felt like a windup toy that someone had wound until the key jammed and then stuck in a box; rattling restlessly, unable to rid itself of the pent-up energy inside. Fortunately, though her mind felt trapped, her body was entirely free to move. So move she would.

Crossing to the other side of the bed, she pressed a gentle kiss to Félix’s cheek, whispering another contrite apology. They both knew that her sleepless nights rolled into miserable mornings, when she would show up for breakfast too late, gulping down scalding hot coffee just to keep herself awake through the meal. The coffee made her heart race, and she didn’t love the bitterness, but she’d learned to accept drinking it black.

She’d learned to accept a lot of darkness in her life.

Like how when she was a young girl, she saw things lurking in the shadows that danced on the walls. Things that her mamá insisted firmly were just a figment of her imagination, sometimes accompanied by a touch of exasperation. At a certain point, the idea that Pepa was too old for such nonsense got peppered in. Pepa had never wanted to make her mamá mad, and she knew how hard she worked all day to keep the encanto running smoothly. After a while, she stopped bothering her mamá with her nighttime torment. But she kept seeing them.

Things that Bruno told her were all manner of scary monsters, waiting to snatch her up. The wider her eyes grew in terror, the more he kept embellishing his stories, lips spreading in an indulgent grin until he would break down in laughter and say he was only kidding.

After Julieta realized this was happening, she scolded him sternly, telling him to knock it off. She tried to reassure Pepa, that the shadows were merely objects around the room leaving their grotesquely stretched imprint on the walls. It wasn’t a bogeyman, just a table and lamp casting an unfortunately distorted shadow.

When they turned 5, their casita had given them magical gifts. Bruno had gotten the gift of prophecy. His stories, though they had gotten rarer, were all the more terrifying now, especially when he made his eyes glow green while he was talking.

Julieta had gotten the gift of healing. Pepa had lost count of how many times she had begged her for an arepa or pandebono or something to heal her from the horrors inside her head. Even though Julieta always obliged her with whatever food she had on hand, it never helped.

Pepa got the gift of affecting the weather with her mood. It was small things at first, like a light drizzle when she was upset, or a few extra rays of sunshine when she was happy. But as she grew, her power did too, and soon, her stormy moods became literal.

Although Casita had provided them with their own magical rooms once they received their gifts, the triplets preferred to keep sharing. They had grown used to having each other around as they slept. Pepa especially craved the closeness, clinging to Julieta fiercely, as if her sister could protect her from the threatening shapes.

Eventually, they got too old to keep sharing and relented to sleep in their own rooms. But Pepa snuck in to see Julieta and Bruno more often than not. Mostly Julieta, but she also liked her brother more at night now that he wasn’t exacerbating her fears. Sometimes she would just curl up into Julieta and cry as sleeplessness took over her young self, relishing the comfort her sister would offer in return. But then the next morning, she would see Julieta with bags under her eyes, and her mother’s words would ring in her ears.

Pepa had to learn how to get through nights by herself.

The way she was doing now, she mused, wandering aimlessly through the hallways. Bright moonlight bathed the floors where it shone in through the windows. She climbed down the stairs gingerly, careful not to wake anyone else. Old wooden floors creaked under her feet, and she did her best to keep her footsteps light. The steps cast a strange shadow on the floor, a violent zigzag stretched so far that if it were a physical object, it would have snapped. But she didn’t fear shadows anymore.

Life had gotten a bit easier once she realized that the shadows weren’t figures lurking there just to scare her. It coincided with the triplets going off to school. Being around other kids, she learned very quickly what was normal and what wasn’t. Shadows, even weird ones, were normal.

Her gift, on the other hand, was not. Most of the time, she could keep it in check. Control it, even. Every time she made it rain on the crops, or sunny to dry clothes, people were always grateful to her and her Madrigal gift. But when her emotions overwhelmed her, when she felt the tears flooding her eyes… well… sometimes she actually flooded. Lord knows the floor of her classroom wasn’t in need of rain. Yet rain she did after failing her first test. And the courtyard didn’t need an ugly gash running through it, but she couldn’t control the bolt of lightning that crashed down next to her. In her defense, those boys shouldn’t have been trying to touch her.

Of course, the piéce de résistance of her long list of weather-related disasters was the hurricane she caused on her wedding day. Okay, it wasn’t exactly her fault. Bruno had provoked her. Again. It was his fault she caused a hurricane.

The shadows that haunted her morphed from literal to figurative. Her dreams were no longer filled with shadowy figures waiting to ambush her. Now they featured her schoolmates, laughing at her for crying so hard she ruined her notebook. Calling her names behind her back, many of which her mamá would have washed her mouth out with soap for repeating. Mocking her mercilessly for anything and everything they could think of, from her hair to, later on, how friendly she was with boys. Mostly from boys she wasn’t so friendly with.

She would always wake suddenly, panting hard, with a shadowy cloud overhead. Her heart would pound like a drum and her hands felt clammy and cold, like they did when she’d get sick all the time before Julieta got her gift. Sleep was impossible, so she’d toss and turn futilely until the sun rose above the horizon, heralded by the rooster.

Until she realized that, if she was already unable to sleep, there was no point staying in bed. After that, she would get up and wander around until she tired herself out enough to sleep again. People would comment on her tiredness, and she’d always make up some lame excuse. They’d also comment on how quietly she walked, and how often she’d startle them. It was an ability born of involuntary practice.

When she got older, she started leaving the house; sneaking out silently to meander around town. Seeing her animal friends always helped her feel a little better, especially the dogs, to whom she’d give an affectionate pat on the head. There were a few spots she liked to visit when the worries got too loud, but her favorite was the river.

Her mother didn’t like her going near the river, always cautioning her against it. Pepa supposed she thought it was too dangerous, that Pepa would fall in and get swept away by the current, never to be seen again, or God forbid, drown. This supposition was never brought up to her mother.

However, Pepa was careful not to fall in (and unbeknownst to her mother, a strong swimmer as well). She’d sit by the bank, bringing her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around them as she stared into the gleaming blackness of the river, broken up by starlight skittering across the surface. What she really loved about the river was that it was loud. Loud enough to drown out the roaring thoughts inside her head.

This was where she was headed now. She knew Félix would be worried if he woke up yet again to find her half of the bed still empty, so she hoped the thrum of the current would soothe her sooner.

Meeting him had been a godsend. Maybe she was the one that could produce sunlight at will, but he was the real sunshine. Many couples joked about how their spouses were the sun in their lives. In her case, it was actually true.

He’d moved to the encanto when the triplets had turned thirteen. He was a little older, and made his presence known from the get-go. Félix was outgoing, lively, charming, funny... He was able to calm her down when no one else could. She hadn’t even realized she was falling in love with him until one day she saw him holding hands with another girl and got the urge to knock her lights out.

Granted, the other girl would have been all wrong for him. Her friend deserved someone way better. Someone who he enjoyed spending time with, who made him laugh too, who could keep up with his dancing. Someone like…her.

He’d given her a pair of sun earrings after they started officially courting, claiming that when he looked at her, he saw the sun. But he was the real sun. If anything, she was the moon; absorbing brightness from him and reflecting it out into the world. It was a more apt comparison, in her opinion. He was an insufferable morning person, like Julieta. When his enthusiastic effervescence wasn’t getting on her nerves, it gave her the boost she needed to get through those awful morning hours before she fully woke up, even after the coffee kicked in.

And she was a night owl. She liked to stay up late, reading, until his snoring caused her to be unable to focus on what happened with María anymore. Then she’d set her book down and snuggle up next to him, feeling the warmth radiate from his body. At first, she slept a lot better just having him there next to her. But after a while, her night terrors returned once more.

It got worse after Dolores was born. The pregnancy had been so exhausting, she slept clear through the night. But once she was born, Pepa was back to being as twitchy as a mouse. Her dreams changed to accommodate her new fears of being a bad mother, of not caring for her child properly, losing her, hurting her, failing her. Félix, fortunately, was a heavy sleeper, and hardly woke when she did. Pepa would always take care of any nighttime baby business. It just made sense, seeing as she was already awake. Besides, Félix worked so hard…he deserved his rest.

In between caring for her babies, her sleep fluctuated; sometimes better, sometimes worse.

(Except after Bruno disappeared. Then, she would sleep all day and toss and turn all night. But she couldn’t bear to remember that.)

Félix had been wonderful to her throughout all of parenthood. He insisted on taking a more active role with Camilo, hoping that her insomnia stemmed from motherly obligation, and would always give her a kiss and whispered “sleep well”. But it was pointless. Worse, it was affecting him. Where before he would be the first one at the fields, ready to work, now he would lumber in last, stifling yawns the entire time he was there.

Pepa couldn’t stand to see him like this, so they went back to their earlier routine after Antonio’s surprise arrival. For some reason, he’d been easier. Sure, he had all the typical baby nighttime needs, but more often than not, it was his cries that awoke her rather than the twisted voices in her head chanting their litany of all her shortcomings. She guessed that she’d worked through those particular worries by then.

Eventually, her nocturnal turmoil resumed. It had become a sick sort of routine for them: Pepa waking in the middle of the night, Félix sleeping alone, Pepa stumbling into bed exhausted in the early morning just as Félix was getting ready to start his day. They slept alone more often than either of them would have liked, and she knew he missed her as much as she missed him.

Thankfully, it wasn’t happening nearly as often now. Losing her gift was ironically the best gift she could have asked for. Without a physical and destructive manifestation of her emotions, she’d been able to work through things that had been bothering her since she was a child. Even after it returned, she slept a lot better, and as a result, Félix did too.

She passed the church, its steeple distinctive even in the darkness. When she was younger, she used to pray to God to take the fears away. It didn’t seem to help much. Now she prayed for more important things, like the health of her husband and children. They were all doing fine. Perhaps God liked those prayers better.

A cobblestone jutting up made her lose her footing. She rubbed at her bleary eyes, looking up towards the horizon. The sky was still dark, lacking even the faintest tinge of gray, so she guessed not that long had passed. It wasn’t like she could look at the clock to check. Her feet had become uncertain in her weariness. Time for her to return home.

She slipped into the house unnoticed, climbing back into bed as quietly as she could, taking care not to lie on top of Félix’s hand still stretched over the empty expanse of mattress.

As soon as she was under the covers, his arm swung over her hip, pulling her closer to himself subconsciously. He mumbled something unintelligible and smiled in his sleep.

Pepa pressed herself closer into his body. He felt so warm after the chill of the nighttime air. Soon, he would warm her up too, and then they would be sharing each other’s warmth together, asleep in bed at the same time.

The way things were always supposed to be, and the way she hoped they’d stay.

#pepa madrigal #felix madrigal #julieta madrigal #bruno madrigal #pepa x felix #felix x pepa #feliepa #writing feliepa #writing encanto #writing pepa madrigal #writing answered prompts #asks #anonymous #foreveranevilregal writes #this ended up being mostly about pepa's experience #but she reflects on how it affects him too #always open to new prompts #hoping the writing momentum continues #pregnancy mention #forgot to tag this earlier sorry

[dreamsfulblues]

so i finally got around to watching golden wind and i’ve only just finished the second episode but i’ve noticed two things about bruno so far:

😳

he is a lot more playful than i thought he'd be, i expected him to be more serious for some reason? i'm glad he isn't though lol

one thing i don't understand though is why they changed the name of his stand from sticky fingers to zipper man? like what was the issue there, am i missing something😭

your art of bruno definitely does him justice, he looks so good😩 have you ever drawn his stand? i don't blame you if you haven't, it looks pretty complicated to draw. i'm sure you'd nail it as usual though :)

anyway uh this ask got way longer than what i initially wanted to say, i got thoughts™ while writing this lmao well i'm off to continue with episode 3!! :D

AAAAAAA IM GLAD YOU LIKE PART 5 SO FAR…and Bruno~✨😏

The first two episodes really make Bruno look like a dangerous mf like when you see him you know you already are dead. I remember I was freaking out with the eye and Giorno spitting out fingers it was so eeeeww

Bruno can be such a freak too😭

And yeah he can be quite playful and I loooove that. It definitely feels refreshing to see a leader/boss type character that isn’t all cold and stern.

I think it’s his design and expression that makes you believe he doesn’t allow fun . I love me a guy that looks brutal but actually can be quite a softie…or at least show he cares about someone. He is called „the mom“ for a reason~

Oh and the reason they changed the name was because Sticky Fingers is an album name from The Rolling Stones (a good one!) so to avoid any copyright stuff they changed it. Calling it Zipper Man tho sounds so silly like it sounds like a super hero Bruno came up with when he was a little kid 😂 but apparently it’s a music reference to a band too (can’t remember which one) which makes you question… then why change it in the first place????

Then again I can’t take the name Sticky Fingers seriously either because it always sounds…dirty 😳

And thank you for the compliment aaaaaa🙈💕💕💕 I’m just trying my best to capture the beauty of my Capo. 💦

And I thought about drawing Sticky Fingers too but I never had a good art idea for it and yeah it looks scary to draw I can already see myself dying during the process. But I will have to draw it one day! >:3

I hope you will enjoy the rest of the show and thanks for the ask 😊💖

#jojo golden wind #bruno buccellati #bruno bucciarati

[maxwell-grant]

I’ve really enjoyed your writings on JJBA. You got me to see characters like Dio and Jonathan in ways I never thought of. If you’re still up for Bingo, I’d love to hear your thoughts on Giorno

Thank you! I still want to keep doing these, now that my JoJo hyperfixation is back and won't leave me alone for the time being.

I've always really, really loved Giorno, even back when he was pretty universally-panned in fandom circles as the default worst JoJo. The bad scanlations of Vento Aureo and how they butchered the Western popularity of that part are a story everyone's familiar with by now but, honestly? I don't think the fixed scans are what did it for Giorno. I don't even think it was the anime on it's own. I'd argue the main thing that changed Giorno's reception would be the change of voice actor for the anime.

Because for the longest time the main problem fandom had with Giorno was the idea that he was boring, that he was too dispassionate and unemotional and devoid of personality, and for a long time the only frame of reference they had for the character was the manga scanlation, that really did butcher everyone’s dialogue and personality, and All-Star Battle/Eyes of Heaven, with Daisuke Namikawa doing a decent job as the character but not doing much to dissuade people’s perception of Giorno as monotone. In the aftermath of the anime setting the record straight with Kensho Ono’s performance, and especially those goddamn beautiful WRRYYYEAHs he’s doing, that no longer seems to be as big of a complaint as it used to be. I’m not saying the anime “fixed” Giorno, not in the slightest, the anime basically just adapted what was always there for a much bigger audience, and so people got to see more of Giorno’s sides. Most crucially how emotive and expressive he is, and how funny the 15-year old revolutionary gangster can be.

I’m certainly not saying every criticism levied at Vento Aureo was unfounded, I still need to sit down and reread/rewatch it entirely, but consistently I always thought Giorno ruled. He’s got one of my absolute favorite powersets in the series and one that Araki really, really squeezes versatility out of (to the point I’d still argue Requiem really wasn’t that necessary to defeat Diavolo), I like that he’s built to thrive just as much when he takes a backseat to the action and acts as the planner / support for other characters to rally around and find their own strength, I love all of his dynamics within Bruno’s Gang. I love that he’s scary, actually fucking scary, even besides the whole cosmic horror GER brings to the table, even besides the fact that his normal powerset involves pulling snakes and scorpions and insects out of thin air to hurt and kill people.

He’s the most cutthroat JoJo by leaps and bounds, one who actively grew up wanting to be not just a criminal kingpin, but THE criminal kingpin of his country, one who would employ said resources for the betterment of society. One of the very first battles he’s in, he defeats a villain by going behind his associate’s back and tricking said villain into eating a gun and blasting his brains out. He lies, he bribes, he maims. He has a beetle eat the brain of a serial killer right after turning back on his promise of leaving said killer alive, he even suggests killing civilians if they get in the way of the mission. His selflessness is just as terrifying too, he unhesitatingly chops off his limbs and dives neckfirst into razor blades to assist his partners and eventual friends. He risks death over the prospect of leaving anyone behind, he’s driven to extremes caused by his rage and disgust over innocents and children being victimized by the drug trade, his plans are mind-boggling and brutal and powerful, matched only by his capacity for rallying morale and inspiring others. He’s DIO’s son with Joestar spirit, someone who takes after both, a Noble Champion of the Sun as much as he’s Evil Charisma. The next step in DIO’s evolution.

Giorno kinda feels to me like Araki going back to not just DIO the bedazzling immortal megavillain who rules the world, not even just Dio Brando the enfant terrible turned scourge of humanity, but Mashonen B.T, Araki’s early manga love letter to Sherlock Holmes about a charismatic genius bad boy who uses trickery and underhanded tactics to outfox and defeat opponents, mostly known nowadays for being Dio’s direct prototype in almost every way right down to the design, poses, clothing, etc, a short-lived character who was too controversial a protagonist for Shonen Jump at the time. Araki’s gone back to Dio a lot over every part exploring the facets of his existence and Giorno is one of them, one that allowed him to go all the way back to the initial bad boy protagonist he had and redo him accordingly. A Dio who wasn’t born Evil Incarnate, who didn’t grow up to become this century-wide bloodline cancer and embodiment of fate and gravity center of all that is evil and bizarre, who got to once again apply his talents and smarts against those worse than himself. 

And this is kind of related to why I think Giorno loses a lot of what makes him important and thematically interesting when he’s made out to be the son of Jonathan as well, even though it’s an idea I do like. Because Giorno’s whole deal is that he’s the son of the Ultimate Evil who grows up into something much better. Part 5′s big theme is people dealt with bad circumstances breaking free, breaking free from the chains of fate and the burdens imposed on them, with Giorno as the one who did it first and then went on to help Buccellati and others do the same. 

Jotaro Kujo, the protagonist of the third series Stardust Crusaders, leavesfor his journey already accepting the bond that links him to his grandfather and his grandfather’s great-grandfather (Jonathan’s father) – there are six generations between them. In this case we can affirm that Dio Brando, the enemy, represents Destiny and Fate.

While i was writing the fifth series, Vento Aureo, i asked myself how the simple fact to be born could have been something to be sad of for someone. Men can’t decide to be born or not. Just like some might be born in happy families, others grow up in awful environments.

So, what should these people do, if Destiny and Fate are something that someone else, like a God or some Great Law who rules the universe and the stars, had already decided for them? 

This is the main theme that revolves around Vento Aureo and the same theme that the protagonists and their enemies must deal with.

Giorno, Buccellati, Fugo, Narancia, Abbacchio and Mista. Each one of them grew up or if we want to be more accurate, was forced to grow up, against their will, at the margin of society. I think its the same for Trish, the daughter of the Boss. 

Will they (Giorno & Co.) be able to fight Destiny and Fate and to change them? While i was working on this series i kept thinking about it. - Vento Aureo post-scriptum

Giorno is DIO’s ultimate legacy, like Pucci, tuned in a completely opposite direction. He grows up to become like DIO, but better. He is a brilliant, skilled genius, who applies his intelligence towards helping others and working for the betterment of society in a way neither Dio nor the Joestars ever really did. He is someone who is able to convince others to lay down their lives for him without a moment’s hesitation, because he makes friends and partners and unhesitatingly lays down his life for their sake in return. He is charming, attractive and charismatic, traits that make him a great leader and one who allows others around him to thrive and find their own strength. He heals himself and others efficiently without using vampirism. He creates life instead of consuming it, he fights with nature instead of perverting it. He stands proud in the sunlight instead of cowering from it. He is terrifyingly determined, and applies said horrific determination for far greater purposes than just stripping flesh from the weak and flexing over cadavers. 

He caps this off by attaining the actual strongest Stand in existence, with no equal to oppose him, and by taking command over the world’s largest criminal empire. He is DIO, but better, and not just morally. Him being the son of DIO who goes on to inherit many of his father’s traits, and apply them for the sake of good, is a powerful statement of intent right out the gate and sets the tone for all the big ideas Vento Aureo’s playing with. His moral greyness, the ways in which he shows us how good he is at lying and cheating and killing, and his abject refusal to endanger innocents and children and cross certain lines, are instrumental to what makes the character work. 

Which is something you don’t really get to that effect, if he’s the son of Jonathan. If he’s directly a Joestar, you don’t really get the idea that he was someone born to a terrible fate who was able to turn this fate around for the better, instead it becomes more like he was a JoJo tainted by DIO’s intrusion into the bloodline, and that his DIO-isms serve to make him lesser rather than be instrumental to what makes him better than his father. It makes his existence tied up in DIO’s transgressions against the Joestars, rather than DIO as an entity and bottomless wellspring of evil in his own right, and it places Giorno in a kind of unwanted place almost as a bastard of two families at once. 

I do understand where it comes from in that, it’s sorta like that trope you see in fantasy for young adults or children sometimes where a character raised by neglectful or abusive parents eventually discovers their “true” heritage, like some great hero dad that couldn’t be around for them or a saintly mother who died before they were born, and this becomes sort of a catalyst for their own rise into heroism. I think it’s kind of like that, when people think of Giorno as Jonathan’s son or someone whose real father is Jonathan. 

That desire for Giorno to have something like a proper family, to have someone he takes his heroism from (rather than just a vague Joestar spirit), to make it so that he doesn’t have to be the son of a wretched disease of a man (and the implication that being so makes him lesser). I truly do understand parts of where this fantasy comes from, the idea that Giorno should be able to disown DIO and have a real father who’s not, well, DIO, but I truly do like that Araki avoided this route and that he never had it be ambiguous that Giorno is DIO’s son, Joestar spirit or not. 

Giorno’s story is that he was born into awful circumstances, mistreated and abused and neglected by everyone around him, and undergoing ensuing death of personality as early as the age of 2 that put him well on his way to either being dead, or being rotten to the core like his father, before a random stroke of fate gave him the chance to rise above and let his soul shine as he’d found a dream to believe in. He’d go on to provide this kind of assistance towards others around him, including a girl who herself was born from a vastly powerful ultimate villain. Giorno would go on to defeat and dethrone said ultimate villain and usurp his reign, and in the process, achieve exactly what DIO spent the past century and a half striving for. He’d surpass his fate, surpass his bloodline, and become number one, and he ends his story seated on a throne, waiting patiently as the world lines up to bend the knee before him

While I don’t think of Giorno as Jonathan’s son (not that he doesn’t have Joestar in him), I do think he goes a long way towards proving something that Araki established all the way back in Phantom Blood and would continue to play around with in the other parts, and Vento Aureo especially with the ways Diavolo contrasts Giorno: That evil, true evil, is not just selfish, petty and self-destructive, but also pointless. Useless Useless Useless, as it were, because Dio could have achieved everything he’d wanted, all of his dreams big and small, had he worked with the Joestars instead of against them. That part of the tragedy of what went down between Jonathan and Dio is that, together, they really did make for an excellent team, that they could have achieved anything and overcome whatever came their way. 

In Phantom Blood, it was ultimately a tragedy that these extraordinary halves representing mankind were set against each other, that fate set these two on collision course forevermore. But with Vento Aureo, we get to see what happens when said halves work in tandem to achieve the extraordinary, and break the chains of fate that define them. You get Giorno, who breaks the chains of those around him, breaks the paradigm by which the series had been adhering to, and  breaks the curse to forge his own future.

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