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tangytiramisu · 1 year
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Stardust Crusaders Touching Your Breasts
Fem Reader!
Warnings: SFW + NSFW but SFW is still a bit spicy!
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Jotaro Kujo
SFW
Honestly, you either asked him to touch them or he accidentally did.
Either way, he’d grunt and mutter his catchphrase before adjusting his hat to hide his blush.
Though if you request for him to touch them, he reluctantly would, glaring at you in disapproval, though you know that it’s a tough facade hiding curiousity.
He’s never touched anyone like this, so he hesitantly cups his hand upon your left breast, feeling the softness beneath his palm before squeezing. His grip is slightly tight due to his inexperience and flustered state.
If you moan his soul will leave his body
Never looks you in the eye while doing this. His gaze is invisible underneath his hat but is fixed onto your breasts.
Under normal circumstances it goes no further than this and he immediately lets go before walking off, cheeks blushing a scarlet red as he grits his teeth.
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If you decide to go further, it’s because you insisted that he keep going and both of you ended up horny.
This is when he would make eye contact, glaring while biting his lip before grabbing your other breast and squeezing both at the same time.
After some time he’d order you to lift your shirt and bra, staring at your breasts for a while (you swear that you see him swallow) before grabbing them again.
He’d subconsciously be rather rough because of his arousal, but if you show any signs of pain he’d soften his touches to the point where you can barely feel them.
He’ll play with your nipples, flicking and pressing them them with his thumbs before squeezing the mounds together, admiring the view for a while. While he may hold his perpetual glare, you can see awe meddle with the roughness of his gaze.
You can tell by his expression that he's holding back some kind of urge; in reality he desperately wants to suck the life out of your tits but is too shy to.
Unless you plan to have sex, this is the furthest he’d go when messing around, but it still feels amazing having your breasts fondled by his warm, callous hands.
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Noriaki Kakyoin
SFW
This is a rare moment where you’d catch him off guard. He’d flinch slightly but immediately regain composure, despite the pink on his cheeks.
“Hmm? You’d like me to do that right now, dear?” His tone is casual, but you can definitely notice a hint of seduction. “Alright, I don’t mind~”
He slowly reaches for your breasts and cups and squeezes them with just the right amount of pressure, watching your face intently as he gently fondles them.
For the most part he’d look rather poised and focused, though he’d lightly tease you by whispering in your ear every now and then.
“Wow (Name)~ They’re so soft~”
He will breathe against your neck to rile you up, leaving a couple of slow, teasing kisses on your skin.
There is so much sexual tension between the two of you during these moments, which you're both keenly aware of.
When he’s done he’ll kiss your cheek. He wouldn’t do it for too long unless you’d like to go a bit further with it.
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If you are both in the mood, he’ll kiss you intensely while holding your torso close to him.
After you give him permission, he’ll lift your shirt and bra before kissing you again, leading kisses down your neck towards your chest.
He’ll gently squeeze your breasts together and bury his face in between them, enjoying your scent and pillowy warmth while playing with your nipples.
Kakyoin will use his skilled tongue to good use and lick your skin teasingly while looking up with you with a seductive glint in his eyes. He leaves the skin of your breasts lightly coated in his saliva and plays with your nipples with the tip of his tongue, flicking it back and forth.
He will suck your tits every few seconds to get you to moan out loud for him. The sucks grow a tad harsher when you don’t give him what he wants.
He’s kinky so he may leave one or two hickeys if he’s really in the mood.
While he may be great at maintaining his calm demeanor, make no mistake, he can be a beast if coaxed.
If you insist that he give it his all, he will waste no time in expertly ravaging your breasts, using his hands, lips, teeth, and tongue to squeeze, suck, nibble, and lick every inch of your chest until you’re a moaning and whining mess.
Never underestimate him when he’s horny.
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Jean Pierre Polnareff
SFW
It would either start from him playfully groping you and you telling him you enjoy it, or you straight up asking him (that always noticeably flusters him). Either way, he’s onto you in less than a second.
“Anything for you, ma belle~!”
He’d start off frisky from the get go, squeezing and burying his face between your breasts, leaving excited kisses along your neck.
He gazes up at you most of the time to watch your expression and smiles gleefully at signs that you’re enjoying it.
He’d leave hickeys all over you and you’d have to urge him not to do so in noticeable parts.
It would honestly be pretty difficult not to go further than this at this point, but if you really can’t/don’t want to he’ll respect you, albeit with a little pout.
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Let’s be honest, it wouldn’t take long for things to escalate.
He will lie you down on the closest surface to continue your little tryst, though he prefers a bed because it’s the most romantic.
He’d rather hastily take your shirt off and unclip your bra before kissing all over your breasts, leaving a couple hickeys.
He is much slower after getting rid of the obstacles in his way, gently sucking on your tits, alternating between them while his fingers lightly flick and roll the nipple that isn’t currently in his mouth.
He makes sure to be as delicate with you as possible. Even if you request that he be rougher, he will be very hesitant, only making his actions more passionate (even if he already was) rather than blatantly rough.
He will praise you endlessly, complimenting your beauty and softness and how delicious you smell and taste, all the while blushing and in a daze. All of his words are romantic.
70% of the time, you end up making sweet love 💕
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Muhammad Avdol
SFW
He never does anything blatantly sexual without asking for permission, so you’d have to ask him to touch your chest. Of course, he’d be caught off guard and red faced at your request.
He’d ask you if you’re certain and, after a lot of reassurance, he’d comply, though his touch would almost be ghostly. He isn’t extremely nervous, but is a tad shy and wants to respect your boundaries so you’d have to gently tell him to be a little rougher if you want him to be.
Despite his initial nervousness, it doesn’t take long for him to ease into it and regain his usual poise and confidence. His touch is still gentle, but he is an attentive person and quickly picks up on where and how to touch you.
He may tease you a bit, but it’s always subtle and full of praises as he lightly squeezes your mounds in his large hands.
“Relax my dear~ You’ve worked so hard lately, it means a lot to me that you trust me to relieve you of your stress~”
He wouldn’t go any further than this unless you ask him to, though if you do, he’d gladly comply.
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Like Polnareff, he prefers somewhere romantic like a bed. He’d slowly lie you down upon it before gently stripping you of your shirt and unhooking your bra, admiring the sight before him while complimenting your appearance.
He’d then trace your curves with his fingers as if you’re a delicate work of art, taking his time before lighting squeezing your flesh in his palms.
He’d fondle your breasts for a little while, only focusing on making you feel good. He uses your body language to dictate whether he should continue the same treatment or move on to the next step.
He will move on accordingly, pressing slow kisses all over your chest before licking your nipples as preparation. After that, he gently begins sucking and nibbling on them, only being slightly rougher if you ask for it.
With him there’s no sense of urgency; if there is no immediate threat, he will do it for as long as you desire, and the stress relief from this experience has you feeling lighter than a cloud.
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Joseph Joestar
SFW
There’s no doubt that he’s the type to tease you whenever he gets the chance, especially if it involves physical touch. His favorite is playfully groping you, and he isn’t afraid to do so in public either. Though whenever he gropes you, it’s always mostly just a quick squeeze.
Needless to say, when you request that he do more, he’s giddy.
“I knew you’d come ‘round to it, sweetheart~!”
After finding a private spot, he starts it all off by giving you a passionate kiss while groping you roughly, which is enough to knock the breath out of you.
He doesn't hesitate to immediately give you a couple of dark hickeys on your neck. In his younger days he wouldn't give any qualms about whether they were visible, however he is far more mindful now, only giving you one or two in a visible area just to tease you.
He’d motorboat you just to tease you, and he loves it when you laugh. Both of you are quite giggly the entire time.
He's rather rough with you overall, so you may have to ask him a couple of times to be a bit gentler. He doesn't mean to make you uncomfortable, he's just very physically affectionate.
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It wouldn’t take that long for you guys to get steamy.
Once you give the ok you swear that only a millisecond passes before your chest is bare before his eyes. He grins widely.
“You’re as gorgeous as ever~” he says with a wink.
He’ll nip lightly at your skin, using his hands to feverishly grope the soft flesh of your breasts and squeeze his face between them.
A couple of playful hickeys are littered along your collarbone and all over your breasts, a couple dangerously close to your nipples.
He takes some time ignoring your nipples and is satisfied when you finally become a moaning and whining mess. That’s when he finally gives you want you desire, suckling, nipping and flicking his tongue at your buds enthusiastically.
Despite the intimacy of this moment, he’s still a jokester, tickling your sides slightly with the light touch of his fingertips to make you squirm and laugh.
If you have free time you go at this for a while, and the chances of things escalating are quite high. 😉
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bxd-decisions · 1 year
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! RISOTTO NERO NSFW HEADCANONS
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SYNOPSIS︙Just some self indulgent NSFW headcanons of Risotto Nero!
PAIRING︙Risotto Nero x AFAB!reader
GENRE︙headcanons, smut
WARNINGS︙smut, Dom!risotto, sub!reader, fem! bodied reader, oral sex (both recieving), BDSM, bondage, flogging, rough sex, unprotected sex, jealousy, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, fingering, size kink, degration, soft Dom!risotto
AUTHORS NOTE︙this was very self indulgent bye💀
REBLOGS AND FEEDBACK APPRECIATED
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Risotto is a large man. That being said, he is a monster in bed. He knows how to turn you into a babbling and weak mess under him.
Foreplay with him consists of mainly fingering and teasing. While he knows how to eat you out, he is way to impatient to do so.
Risotto will often drag you to a secluded spot in the hideout after a job and blow off steam by pinning you to a wall and fucking you senseless. He knows you'd never say no anyways.
In terms of giving oral sex, as said before, he is very impatient, but he has his sweet moments where he wants to go down on you. It's usually on your bad days when you're feeling bad.
His tongue game is fantastic to say the least. He knows your sensitive spots and he knows just where to lick and suck to turn you into a mess.
Risotto had a big dick. And it's a gorgeous sight to say the least. He's thick and heavy and long too, about 21cm. It takes lots of preparation for you to be able to take him and each time he give you good, almost painful stretch.
He loves to see you in lingerie, something about it just gets him going and he can't help but to rip apart the undergarments each time. Everytime he'll need to buy a new set because they're completely destroyed.
He is also heavily into BDSM. He loves to be the one to take control, and he loves to see you tied up and to his mercy. He thinks you look adorable under him when he rams his cock inside of you.
You can bet that he will have a flogger, since he is into BDSM he is definitely into flogging. But he will never ever purposefully hurt you with them. He just likes to tease you and rile you up with them.
Risotto doesn't have a favorite body part on you, he thinks every inch of your skin is impeccable and he loves to kiss single part of your body. He will never miss a spot.
As said, he has his times where he can be sweet, where he will show you how much he loves you through being intimate with you. He will hold you close and always whisper sweet nothings into your ear as he slowly and sensually ruts himself into you.
Risotto HATES to use condoms. It's a huge turn off for him. It's just not the same as when you take him raw. He loves to feel how wet you are and how you feel.
He will never ever let you be the one in charge. He likes to know he's in charge because he knows what to do and how to make you feel good. It's not that he doesn't think the same for you, the thought is just off putting for him.
He is also very jealous. He is very good at putting up a poker face and hiding that fact when he is around others, but in the moment when he is fucking you? He will degrade you and call you vile names all while telling you how you only belong to him, and him alone.
He once saw you getting a bit too close to Melone, hence the jealousy.
He lovessss to receive head. Especially when he is doing some work, he likes the thrill of you being under the table and sucking him off while he is busy with paper work.
Risotto is not very vocal, maybe he will let out very soft grunts when he close to his high, but other than that, he will be panting softly, or not make noise at all. He also loves to talk the most nastiest things while he is going on rough you, he loves the way you whimper and beg, he loves how pathetic you can be for him.
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honeybleed · 4 months
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thorns ⋆ caesar zeppeli
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part one
content & warnings: fem!reader, canon compliant, joseph is a childhood friend, speedwagon is reader’s adoptive father, fluff, smut (virginity loss) mdni & happy ending
author’s note: reupload LAWL also dis fanart fye af ALSOOO part one of this was my very first fic on this blog? (meaning the smut was terrible) time flies fr bc i legit remember in january every time i came on here it was like an echo chamber of me talking to myself, my page was hideous asf, fic layouts raggedy now i’ve made so much good mutuals n memories ☹️ eee but weirdly enough i actually prefer the older fics compared to my latest ones.
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You were bored beyond your mind.
And you've been bored since those two had taken off for their Hamon training. You'd lost track of time.
Speedwagon drops by here and there, but he's always busy regardless.
You can't do anything about it. It's been an endless cycle of sunbathing at the hotel's pool, getting hit on by random guests, and mustering poor Italian to say you don't speak the language with a thank you but no thank you.
Today, you decided to do things differently and sit in the living room of the suite and quietly settle down with a book.
But you started to feel fidgety and restless. Usually, you had a good attention span when it came to reading. It was your favorite thing to do. However, you catch yourself reminiscing a lot about the day you had spent with Caesar.
Hell, you'd even put up with Caesar and Joseph's incessant bickering since the silence was driving you up the wall.
Caesar.
You found yourself daydreaming about him more often than you should.
It was bad enough that the man was so devastatingly gorgeous he'd make a nun rethink her vows but to have felt his hands on your body, those forest green eyes that gazed at you with adoration and warmth.
"Y/N!" You hear a familiar resolute voice boom, dragging you out of your slightly crude thoughts.
While Speedwagon had been a lot more stressed resulting in his jolly manner withering slightly, you could see he was returning to his old self once again. "My sunshine!"
"Ew, I have not heard that nickname in nearly a decade, let's keep it that way." You snarked as he bustled towards you.
"What happened to my little girl, huh?" He countered.
"Life. Anyways, you seem to be in an awfully good mood. Care to enlighten me?"
"I noticed how reclusive you've become since Jojo's departure-"
"What-"
"I noticed how reclusive you've become since Jojo's departure-"
"What-"
"So I took the liberty of getting you an invite to Caesar and Jojo's mentor's home. Usually, they are a pretty private person but you know me!"
"Yep, the man, the legend himself, Robert E.O Speedwagon." You grinned as you reached up to clasp his shoulder.
"Dad to you." He chastised.
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Soon enough, a tall, elegant woman with dark brown hair that cascaded past her shoulders, eyes blue as the ocean, and fair skin that looked like porcelain greeted you and Speedwagon.
They exchanged pleasantries. It seemed like they knew each other well.
She turned to focus on you with her piercing gaze as if she were analysing you.
"Ah, you must be Speedwagon's daughter. He doesn't know how to shut up about you." She snickered as she put a hand on her hip. You looked at Speedwagon who shook his head.
"Nice to meet you." You said, with a polite smile.
"I can't possibly begin to imagine how a timid thing like you was dealing with Joseph for that long." She said, with a brow raised.
"On the contrary." Speedwagon interjected. "She developed a venomous tongue being stuck with him for so long."
"What?! No, I haven't-"
"Lies."
As you followed after the woman, whose stride maintained grace and elegance, she described the grand manor but you knew she was withholding pretty big information. however, you knew better than to pry.
"Suzi Q!" She called out, and a young lady bounded towards her, smiling from ear to ear.
"Yes, Madam Lisa Lisa?"
"This is Y/N, she'll be our guest for the day so cater to her. I have business elsewhere to take care of but I'll be back tomorrow morning. Is that alright?" She told the lady who nodded enthusiastically.
"Go ahead Madam, I'll take good care of the house. Just leave it to me!" Suzi affirmed.
"I'll show you around, then we can have lunch!" She smiled at you.
"So...you're friends of Jojo and Caesar?" She asked as you walked with her side by side.
"Well, I met Caesar fairly recently.." You muttered, butterflies bursting in your stomach as you remembered the day you spent with him as well as your daydreams. "And Jojo has been by my side for some years now. How are you finding them?"
"Oh." Suzi gasped. "I guess I don't talk to them much since I'm occupied with errands..."
"But Caesar is a sweetheart! Jojo seems moody around him but he's sorta eye candy." She giggled, cheeks dusted with pink.
You snorted to yourself.
You saw many girls crush on Joseph throughout the years. In the beginning, he was pretty oblivious, and still in the childhood mindset of "yucky".
Then you became adolescents and he didn't retain any of the famous gentlemanly charm of his grandfather's that Speedwagon and Erina gushed about.
He then morphed into the textbook stereotype pervert who made jokes about being a Peeping Tom and panty raids. But you were both in your early twenties now, so you hoped he'd grown out of that.
As cynical as you were.
"Well, a sweet girl like you is too good for him." You stated as you sat at the tea table adorned with doilies on the balcony, which overlooked the glimmering, turquoise sea.
"Hey! I don't like him or anything!" She quipped, defensive.
"My bad." You responded with hands in the air. "Your body language seems to be telling a different story though." You teased as soon as she was out of earshot.
She brought a tray with a large jug of lemonade and ice with some small bite-sized snacks and conversed with you.
Small talk usually seemed tedious but with Suzi Q's eccentric and ditzy demeanor, it was lively, to say the least.
You returned the vigor and asked her about working for Lisa Lisa, which she didn't have much to say other than she was grateful.
"OI! TEACH, WHERE ARE YOU?!" A voice called out. In swaggered none other than Joseph, who froze and did a double take when he saw you sat opposite Suzi.
"Jojo..!" Suzi tittered. "How many times do I have to tell you to refer to Madam Lisa Lisa formally?!"
"Gah! What is she doing here?!" Jojo exclaimed as he gestured towards you.
"Hello to you too, Jojo." You responded, wryly. It was almost as if he liked to act dense on purpose.
"She's a guest! And you better show some manners." Suzi said, firmly.
"Or what?" Joseph questioned, a smirk on his face.
"Ignore him."
"Where's Caesar?" You asked. You purposely asked now to get under Joseph's skin but you were curious nonetheless.
"Oh...I haven't seen him today." She said. "I wish I could help."
"Don't worry. You've been a gracious host." You reassured her as you reached out to pat her shoulder.
"Typical. She visits and doesn't even check on me." Joseph said, scathingly.
"You just got here, you numbskull." You said, haughtily as you elbowed his side. As you and Suzi sat opposite each other on the round, small table, Joseph had been looming over the two of you.
"I just think you just like to compete with Caesar over everything." You snapped.
Suzi burst into hysterics.
"Oh my god, how did I not notice that before?" She cackled. "Even at dinner, he tries to finish first!"
"Suzi!" Joseph called out. "Why are you telling her that...?!"
"Just an observation." Suzi responded nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders.
It was a ridiculous sight, a six-foot-five man sulking like a toddler. Which made it all the more funnier.
"How's training for...whatever." You asked, turning to face Joseph in your chair.
"None of your business!" He retorted.
"Forget I even asked."
"It's super secret Hamon business. Non-Hamon users aren't allowed to know." He continued.
"I got it the first time." You said, drily.
"Yep, powerless humans have no jurisdiction in this-"
"WE GET IT!" You and Suzi both exclaimed in unison, then stared at each other wide-eyed. The surreality of it made the two of you double over in laughter.
"So you two bond over bullying me?!" He cried out.
You stood up from the seat to reach out a hand to pinch his cheek which was an arduous task in itself with how chiseled his face was, but you still managed to tug on some skin causing him to yelp out in pain.
"What's the matter? I thought powerless humans-"
"Okay, okay, I apologise! Let go." He whined and you obliged.
"Your boyfriend is on the rooftop. I beat him." He said triumphantly with a smug look on his face.
"Oh, I'm sure you did." You drawled. "Does Jojo want a cookie?" causing Suzi to snort.
"Your venom-laced tongue will not take away from my achievement, harpy!"
You hooked your fingers to replicate a claw and did a slashing motion as you hissed. Then turned on your heel to head to the rooftop.
"Be gone!" He called out.
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You made your way up onto the rooftop as the sunset. The sky was painted with magnificent shades of oranges and yellows.
It was a familiar setting when you had approached him on the balcony at the hotel which seemed like forever ago.
He sat with one leg stretched out, the other knee bent.
"Hello, stranger." You grinned. His eyes widened at the sight of you.
He choked out your name.
"What are you doing here? I thought-"
For a split second, it seemed as if he was scrambling to discreetly dispose of the cigarette, much to no avail.
"You smoke?" You spoke up.
He gave you a sheepish look.
"Bad habit of mine.." He muttered as he rubbed the back of his neck. "It comes and goes. More so when I'm stressed."
"Can't be good for you." You remarked. "But you didn't need to try and hide it from me, I don't judge."
He snorted.
"Yeah, I guess that was pretty foolish of me. I shouldn't tell you but I asked Jojo about you here and there since you two are childhood friends. He's not the best I know but I missed you a lot. He said you're pretty uppity and picky about things. And hate the smell of cigarettes."
"That Jojo.." You mumbled under your breath. "Well, what's wrong with having standards?" You said, a little irritated as you folded your arms.
"Nothing, nothing!" Caesar chuckled, his eyes curled up into crescents as he held out his palms.
"You can ask me anything you want to know about me. Don't ask that idiot." You said, airily.
"Next time. When this is all over I want to know all about you." He said, adamantly. He seemed so serious, your heart swelled a bit.
You cleared your throat.
"I missed you too." You said. "There's not much to do at the hotel, most people would be grateful to be at a five-star hotel in Rome but I'm bored. I miss my tour guide."
"Yeah, maybe after all this I'll go into tourism or something." He snickered.
"Oh, absolutely not. All those women would be drooling over you, not paying attention to a word you gotta say about the tourist attractions."
"Hmm?" Caesar raised a brow. "Do I hear a hint of jealousy?"
You spluttered in disbelief.
"No! And I'll have you know back at the hotel I have a lot of admirers too." You responded.
"So now I have to fight for your affection?" He questioned.
"No way." You said, rather earnestly.
"I'm all about you, Caesar." You thought to yourself but didn't dare to utter those words aloud.
"Why are you stressed out?" You changed the subject, eyes boring into his.
"Huh?"
"You said you smoke when you're stressed, so.."
"I've been thinking a lot. More than I usually do. I didn't know you were coming to visit but when I saw you I had some foreign feeling of anxiety. I never feel anxious around women."
You bit your tongue. You hoped he wasn't going to start talking about other women. Otherwise, that dimwit Joseph was going to be right. And you wouldn't hear the end of it.
"Caesar, don't say it." You snorted.
"What was I going to say?"
You did your best attempt at a husky male voice.
"But you're not like other women."
He stared at you stunned for a moment, jaw slack.
"...But why not?" He asked, with a stifled laugh.
"Well, it's just sloppy."
"But what if that's how I feel about you?"
"That I'm not like other women? I am like other women. I want to be loved. I want to be acknowledged. I want the man I have feelings for, to be honest and vulnerable with me."
His eyes darkened. He rose from where he sat and stood directly in front of you. Towering over you. So close, his fragrance like the ocean wafted to your nose. So close, you could see the texture of his skin.
"What has being honest ever gotten anybody, Y/N? People use it to their advantage and against you." He responded, in a scornful tone.
You winced a little.
There were the walls he built up. You remember that day again. Where he laughed it off. But you and Caesar were only twenty. He spent his early years suffering abandonment and neglect.
"So you think going around being so shielded is beneficial to you, Caesar? Yeah, it's daunting to open up to anybody. That fear of betrayal will be there but once you do, it's unlike anything in this world. If anything, it makes intimacy so much better."
He was at a loss for words. He turned away again, to face out towards the sunset.
"We are going to a private island, tomorrow tonight. Most of Lisa Lisa's students never make it back. I don't doubt my skills whatsoever but I'm...thinking of those who came before me."
It was your turn to remain silent as you listened.
"I need to avenge my family."
There was a lot that you wanted to say to Caesar. But his voice was full of a lot of things.
Resolve, determination, anguish but the largest component of them all was fury.
Speedwagon had given you very little information on what exactly Caesar and Joseph were doing. You knew it linked to his abduction and the work of the Speedwagon Foundation.
But he said the less you knew the better. The last thing anybody wanted was for you to be entangled, especially considering you had little to no combat skills.
"If that's what you feel like you must do...then go ahead."
"What, you're not going to advise me against it? Tell me it's pointless and it's suicide?"
"I can't...change your mind on something you feel so strongly about." You stated.
"Y/N!" You heard Suzi call out. "Your driver is here!"
"Okay, I'm coming!" you called back out to her.
"Well, that's me." you said to Caesar. "It's a shame we didn't get to spend too long together."
"Why can't you stay longer...?" He questioned.
"I said I'd go back. So.."
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"But an hour with Caesar feels like seconds." bounced in your mind as you sat in the backseat of the car.
"Is something the matter, Miss?" The chauffeur asked, catching a glimpse of your worried expression in the rearview mirror.
"I need to do something, I'll be right back." You said, hurriedly as you pushed the car door open. You shut it and began to rush towards the building you had just left.
As you hurried with a million thoughts running through your head, you cursed yourself for wearing suede pumps.
Caesar squinted his eyes when he saw a familiar figure bounding towards him.
"...Y/N?" Caesar questioned. "What's wrong, oof!-"
He was immediately cut off as you threw yourself onto him. Arms draped around his shoulders, chests flush against each others. You crushed your lips against his own, not knowing the right words.
First, he was frozen.
When you pulled away, you blinked worried that this had been a bad decision.
You should've asked, damn it.
Then it was his turn to envelop your lips with his own and kiss you feverishly as he cradled the sides of your face.
Whilst your kiss had been impulsive, and albeit unskilled. His was beyond passionate.
Which sent jolts throughout your body and made you groan against his mouth. Undignified to say the least but at that very moment in time you could care less about your image.
It was all him. You couldn't get enough of him.
"I’ll stay over, I don't care if i'm crashing." You sighed.
"I can't bear to be apart from you any longer, Y/N." Caesar said, voice grave as he clasped your hands. "If that makes me greedy, then so be it."
After your little over top scene, you followed back to his room to talk properly once more.
"I want to build something great with you but it scares me thinking I could fall victim to my father and grandfather's tragic fate. I'm not scared of death but to leave you heartbroken would destroy me." Caesar declared, voice wavering.
The entirety of his statement, he didn't take his eyes off of you.
"Stop it." You choked out.
"Stop what?"
"If...you have these feelings for me like the way you say you do then let me make my choice. Don't push me away because you think it's for my own good." You insisted.
"But Y/N..." Caesar groaned.
"Enough Caesar! Damn it, you can't protect everybody. You can't always be there to stop-"
Your rant stopped when you felt him take the hand that was on your lap up to his lips to interlock his fingers with your own and press his lips against the back of your hand.
"You're really adorable when you're angry, you know?" He said, softly as he beamed at you.
Your brows knitted together in frustration. He clearly was used to smooth talking his way out of heated situations. And you hated how this was working as the tips of your ears began to burn.
"Be thankful I have a headache and don't want to argue with you anymore. You’re annoying." You retorted, pulling out of his grasp and standing up from the seat.
"What's the problem, my love? Have you eaten?" He asked, a little concernedly and it dawned on you the last time you'd consumed anything was noon when Suzi brought the tray.
"Drop the pet names-"
"Over my dead body-"
"Caesar." You said through gritted teeth.
"Okay, over my alive body with beautiful formed pecs and-" He paused as you narrowed your eyes at him.
"I ate when I came here." You stated.
"That was almost twelve hours ago, Jesus Christ!" He exclaimed. "Go downstairs, we need to get you dinner stat." He said, ushering you out of the room.
"Caesar!" You protested.
"No ifs and buts about it!"
"You can't just drop statement of the century and expect me to stomach dinner." You grumbled. "And that was nine hours ago, you big baby."
"Key word, almost." He snapped.
Soon enough, you watched Caesar having a civil conversation with Joseph and Suzi across the dining table.
Well, Joseph seemed to be ranting but that was nothing out of the ordinary.
You're four young adults in this giant manor, you're not unruly teenagers.
There isn't this expectation of you guys to wreck Lisa Lisa's estate. Well, unless Suzi wanted to lose her job and Caesar and Joseph wanted their mentor to kick their asses with her advanced level Hamon skills.
Caesar catches you gazing at him, as he swirls around the wine in his cup and in return gives you a wink. A gesture that would normally have you rolling your eyes but instead it makes your heart leap to your throat.
You pulled a face at him and went back to your thoughts as they continued their heated debate. Knowing Suzi for a day, you wish you knew how her brain worked.
Would it really be so wrong to let loose with Caesar? The only person who was making such a big fuss about his player ways was Joseph and you were sure he probably had caught a case of the green eyed monster regarding that.
What would be worst case scenario if you did let yourself be 'seduced' by the man? He was easy on the eyes, and that was putting it lightly.
Though you'd only known each other for a short period of time, there was no denying that he had strong feelings for you and cared about you.
You'd prided yourself on your image as a lady since being adopted. You sneered and turned your nose up at dozens of admirers. Deeming them not good enough for your standards.
There was a particular trait that you held close to your heart. Attentiveness.
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You bid all three good night as you made your way to the guest bedroom Suzi showed you, but began to stall in the hallway when you could see Caesar.
It was slightly humiliating how you seemed to be drawn towards him like magnets no matter what. He caught your glance for what seemed like the umpteenth time that night and gestured for you to go towards him.
"Am I that dashing?" He asked with his familiar, cocky grin.
"You know the answer." You snorted.
"You need to rest." He said, tentatively as he reached out a finger to stroke the side of your face.
"Says the one who does rigorous training for days on end." You scoffed.
"My point still stands." He said, firmly. "Sleep."
"How the hell do you even do this thing?!" You muttered under your breath.
"What...are you talking about?" He said, desperately trying to keep in his laughter.
"How the hell do you initiate sex?!" You blurted out, the two last words of the sentence feeling gross in your mouth.
Caesar's eyes immediately widened as he stared at you, absolutely dumbstruck at what came out of your mouth.
"This...this was a bad idea. I’ll go now, forget this ever happened." You said hurriedly as you turned on your head to rush away.
Suddenly, you felt a heavy force yank you in the opposite direction of where you were heading.
"Caesar!" You hissed. "What are you-"
Your body was flush against his own which seemed to add fuel to the uncontrollable inferno that was your humiliation.
He cupped your face tenderly as he chuckled at you.
"I hope you don't go to other people's bedrooms asking how to 'initiate sex.'" He said, a little lowly.
"...No." You responded, lowering your gaze in an attempt to avoid eye contact. He tilted your chin upwards with his forefinger.
"So only for me?" He asked in his honeyed voice.
You were sure he was trying to kill you with this. He had to be.
"...I guess."
"What’s the hurry?" He grinned, then began to usher you into his bedroom this time.
"I just...wanted to do it with somebody I like."
"Hmm? Was Jojo a contender?"
"Caesar." You deadpanned. "Gross."
"Fine, fine. so i'm just an experiment to you?"
"No!" You protested. "That's not, I-"
"I’m just kidding, cara mia." He snickered.
"Pet name-"
"Learn to live with it." He interjected. "I guess there's no solid rulebook of how to initiate sex but I guess the term you meant was how to make a move." He said imitating your voice causing you to shove him.
"But what made you decide that?"
"I’ve abided by rules all this time and quite honestly this entire trip made me realize its just held me back." You stated.
"And quite honestly, I'm crazy about you Caesar Zeppeli." You thought to yourself.
You swallowed thickly as caesar leaned closer and closer to mould his lips against yours. The only sound in the room was him lewdly smacking your lips which made you hum slightly.
He smelt so pleasant. He always had this aroma of sea salt and and soapy bubbles. It wafted to your nose and entranced you.
He ran his nose against your neck causing you to shiver.
"Caesar...I-"
"What is it?" He asked, voice barely an octave as his lush lips gently made a trail upwards from your collarbone to your jawline.
"I'm just nervous...that I won't be good at this at all.." You stuttered.
He pulled away from his ministrations to make intense eye contact with you, and somehow his eyes piercing deep into yours seemed even more intimate than him suckling on your neck a few seconds ago.
"Y/N, there's no such thing about being good at intimacy." He said, voice slightly firm.
"...Huh?"
"If you’re worried that you won't be able to make me feel good, well that's just not possible. You letting me touch and feel you is all I need, you understand?"
"...Caesar." You breathed out, shakily.
You hated this.
You hated how much he could reduce you to a nervous, bumbling mess. You were a woman with thoughts and intellect. But a conversation with Caesar would always leave your mind blank.
"I'll take the lead, okay? Don't feel any pressure. And if you don't want this I’m more than willing to stop-"
"No!" You blurted out, instantly regretting it. His eyes widened. "No. I want this, I want you. I’d be a fool to let this chance go, I’ve been dreaming about this for so long."
"Well, I'm truly honoured. And I would do anything to make you happy." He said, gently as he curled his index finger and gently stroked it against your cheek.
He reached out to take your hand in his own, and brought it to his lips as he gazed at you intently.
"So..will you let be your first?"
"Yes. Please, Caesar."
And with that, you were hauled onto his lap with absolute ease from his end. He began to undress you, unzipping your dress. You pulled it over your head, tossing it to the ground.
Revealing your black, lacy bra, you felt your cheeks heat up as he took in the sight.
You were half naked, and you were soon going to be shed of all garments soon, which caused a pang of nervousness. You tensed slightly, which caesar immediately noticed.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes..I should probably help you out of your clothes too.." You tittered as your hands hesitantly reached the hem of his tight pastel blue t-shirt.
He let out a chuckle.
"See, you worried for nothing. You know what you're doing. Just, follow your instincts. Whatever you want to do, I’m sure I’ll enjoy."
You simply blinked at him.
You pondered, there was one thing you'd always wanted to do since laying eyes on him.
Your hands began to skim across his well defined abdominals, then paused at his pectorals, cupping them. They were so cushy, you wanted to giggle.
He let out a snort, finding you absolutely adorable. Your thumb circled his nipple, making him hiss a little.
"Sorry! Did that hurt?!" You gasped, horrified.
"Y/N, relax...you just caught me off guard." Caesar chortled as he clamped your wrist in an attempt to stop you scuttling off like a scared forest animal.
"Okay...okay."
You draped your free arm around his broad shoulders, and leaned in close to envelop his lips with yours. He reciprocated the gesture, moving against your own.
Your other hand made its way to the back of his head, softly gripping the roots of his blonde locks causing him to groan into your mouth. You massaged his scalp as you felt his large, calloused hand settle on the small of your back.
He licked your bottom lip as if he was requesting entrance and you willingly obliged. You swore you almost lost your balance and toppled over when his warm, wet tongue began to massage your own.
As much as you wanted to go slow, and Caesar by all costs did not want to rush you, the sensations you were experiencing were making you beyond flustered.
Your lower abdomen felt a spring begin to coil and your nether regions by its own accord was beginning to throb.
Pulling away for air, you ran your palms across his biceps and laid down on the pillow. He caged you between his arms, his large figure entrapping you.
He still managed to balance himself where you could feel some of his weight but not the point where you were suffocated.
His hand slowly slid up your arm and interlocked with your fingers.
"I’ve wanted you like this for so long." He murmured between kisses. "Always thinking of you, only you."
"You're killing me here, Caesar." You sighed.
Your body was on fire, tingling everywhere. The man was serious. Ensuring no part of you was left untouched.
Biting and tugging on your ear lobe, which made you squeak and dissolve into giggles. Gliding his tongue against your lower abdominals, maintaining eye contact which made you need him even more.
Kissing your neck, the tops of your breasts, hand running up and down your back. He was everywhere and it was perfect. You were losing yourself in this moment with Caesar.
"Sit up." He said, voice assertive and you wordlessly obliged.
His hands slid to undo your bra. It was long time coming but he knew you were shy.
Being naked in front of him felt beyond daunting but he had put so much effort in comforting you and putting your arousal first it seemed pointless in shying away.
The bra clattered onto your lap, then he dashed it onto the floor. He pushed you back down again and began to tenderly plant kisses on your right breast as his hand kneaded the left one.
Your back immediately arched and you let out a gasp. You knew your breasts were sensitive but having a him touching and kissing them was in a different ball park.
Minutes of attention from Caesar's end felt like hours and you felt damp stickiness cling to the fabric of your underwear as well as how hard he was which he seemed to be ignoring.
He pulled away from what was the dozenth kiss, strings of saliva connecting the two of you as he gazed at you, eyes blown with lust.
"I'm gonna go get...protection." He said, voice deeper than you've ever heard. Usually Caesar's voice was light and airy.
He reached over to the bedside table then suddenly yanked the covers away.
"Sorry, I just need to see..."
"Jesus." He said in awe after he pulled down your underwear and flung it across the room.
"...What?"
"No, I just did a good job I suppose." He chuckled darkly.
"Not his cocky side coming out during sex." You thought to yourself. Well it was fine, it made him sexier.
He pried your legs open and slowly inserted one finger into your warmth. The pad of his thumb began to trace circles on your sensitive bundle of nerves which caused you to jerk.
You let out a pathetic mewl at the feeling. It was overwhelming to say the least. And the longer he wasn't inside of you, the more torturous it felt.
"Caesar, please." You said, nearly in tears.
"What's the problem?" He asked, feigning ignorance.
"I want you so bad, please."
"Hearing you beg is cute, but I won't tease you any longer. You poor thing." He snorted as he yanked off his own underwear and lined himself against you.
Your eyes widened as he pushed himself into your plush, velvety walls and stretched you out. You'd never felt this feeling before.
"...Fuck." Caesar grunted against your ear, warm breath tickling the shell. You let out another gasp as he began to thrust slowly.
"Sorry for cursing..." He said in a strangled tone. "But you feel so fucking good.."
Your hands flew to grip against the bare skin of his broad shoulders and your nails anchored into the flesh of his skin.
You winced at the ache.
"Caesar, it hurts.." You whined.
"I know...just breathe, okay? It’s...gonna fade away, darling i promise." He murmured.
Meeting your lips once again, in an attempt to soothe the pain.
He began to pick up his pace before you said anything. It was almost as if he could read your mind.
Your right hand trailed up to settle on the nape of his neck and entangled your fingers in his hair.
"God, you're perfect.." He choked out. "Are you close?"
You nodded without hesitation.
"I'm..."
You hated how dazed you were throughout it all. You were reduced to some sort of babbling mess who couldn't even string coherent sentences together.
The feeling came in waves, the way his hips rolled deliciously against you was the final push and a cry tore from your throat as your body went limp.
Caesar came close, seconds apart from you as he let out strangled gasps and buried his face into your neck.
"Thank you for making me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world." You said, shyly.
"Why would you thank me, beauty? You shouldn't need me to feel that." He said, firmly as he tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear and leaned in to give a long, languid kiss which ignited your insides again.
You pushed him away with a hand on his chest as you laughed.
Hs looked a little surprised at the shove.
"You're too much for me." You sighed happily.
"Is that so?" He murmured as he pulled your face in with a hand and enveloped your top lip.
"Yep!" You nodded, giggles taking over.
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"Bye Caesar, bye Jojo!" You chirped happily out from the back seat as the windows were rolled down. "Thank you for everything, Suzi!"
"No problem at all!" She called out, beaming.
Joseph turned his nose up at you, Caesar gave a wave as your car began to drive off.
"I have never seen her so...over the moon." Joseph stated, arms folded. He turned to Caesar.
"You happy?" He said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Caesar responded, pulling a face.
"I'm sure the whole neighborhood could hear you two."
"Don't tell her that, I'm sure she'll tear her hair out." Caesar sighed as he shook his head.
"...You better treat her right, you know." Joseph said, voice frosty.
"She means the world to me, Jojo. The day I mistreat her is the day I’ve lost my senses." He said firmly, emerald eyes stormy. "I want to marry her when we get back."
"Not if I get married first!" Joseph exclaimed.
Caesar wrinkled his nose at Joseph and walked away from him.
"Caesar, come back! I was only joking! You better let me be your groomsman then!" Joseph said as he chased up to Caesar and attempted to headlock him.
Caesar tried to maintain a face in disgust as he squirmed away from Joseph’s grip but a smile tugged at his lips, regardless.
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Twelve years later
You leaned against the doorway of your kitchen after you kicked off your heels in the hallway.
"What's cookin', good lookin'?" You grinned.
"Who would've thought my wife would become a cornball, huh?" Caesar chuckled.
"You definitely rubbed off on me." You sighed as he placed the pot on a dormant stove and pulled you in for a hug.
"How dare you? I’m furtherest thing from corny!" He cried out, causing you to snicker.
"How's work? You tired?" He asked, softly.
"I can't remember a time where I wasn't tired.." You laughed as you rested your head against his chest.
"My poor baby.." He tutted as he swayed you side to side. You felt his palms begin to slide downwards to the curve of your backside.
"I just knew there was an ulterior motive to this hug." You snickered then gasped loudly as he pinched the flesh causing you to jolt.
"Mmh, you know I can't get enough of you." He said lowly, as he rested his forehead against yours. He trailed open mouth kisses along the column of your throat, sending shudders down your spine.
"Caesar.." you sighed against his lips.
"Yes, my love?"
"You know...we have guests...soon...we can't..." You murmured between his constant kisses.
"You don't think I know?" He chuckled, then released you from his firm grip. "I'll lay off for now, but I'm holding you to that later."
"If I'm even awake.." You muttered, out of his earshot.
You heard a familiar pounding from the stairs as the little boy bounded towards you.
"Mommy! I missed you!" The boy exclaimed as he draped his arms around your neck.
"Hi baby! I missed you even more!" You cooed as you showered your beloved son with kisses. "What did you do today? Tell me, tell me!"
"Cleaned my room for Holly!" He said, triumphantly.
"That's my good boy!" You grinned.
"Hey!" Caesar pouted. "How come Daddy doesn't get this type of response...?"
"Cos you're home all the time, duh!" Your son retorted.
"Oh, he got you good." You cackled as you threw your head back.
"Whatever." Caesar muttered as he went back to preparing food.
"What time did Suzi say they were coming over again?" You asked.
"Like six-ish. Joseph's work schedule is a nightmare." Caesar stated. The doorbell rang.
"Speak of the devil, huh?"
"I'm gonna go to my room! I can't wait to show Holly my new toys!" He said excitedly.
"Okay honey! Have fun!" You said as he zoomed back up the stairs.
You opened the door to see Suzi, Joseph and their little girl at your door step. You and Suzi immediately hugged each other and squealed with delight seeing each other after so long.
Joseph had an indifferent attitude seeing you but warmed up when he set eyes on Caesar. You ushered the trio in immediately.
"Ah! There's my big girl!" Caesar grinned as he swooped Holly in his arms and twirled her around.
"Faster, faster!" Holly cried out.
"Nope, I need you to not hurl before you eat dinner tonight." Caesar remarked after he set her down and ruffled her hair.
"I wanna go again! I won't puke, seriously." She protested as she stomped her foot.
"She's real spoiled nowadays." Suzi giggled.
"Takes after her father, I suppose." You stated as you shot Joseph a look.
"Hmph. Where's Julian?" Joseph asked with his arms folded, referring to your son.
"In his room, Holly you can go play with him upstairs if you want!" You said, changing your tone. "He's been excited to see you ever since I said you were coming over this morning."
"I wanna see him too! Okay, Auntie Y/N!"
"Make sure to come downstairs when I call you guys." Caesar stated.
"Uh huh, Uncle Caesar I promise!" Holly grinned as she bolted to julian's room.
"What kind of nerdy name is Julian?" Joseph remarked.
"Kiss my ass, Joseph."
"Y/N." Caesar hissed through gritted teeth.
"What? We go through this every time, the kids are nearly ten for god's sake."
"Einstein here wanted to name him Julius but I thought that would put a target on his back for bullies so I opted for the normal one." You shrugged.
"Whatever." Caesar snorted. "I'm sure with a name like Julius he would've gone on to great things."
"Not a great ending though." Suzi stated, earning an eerie silence from the three adults. "...What?"
Everybody burst into hysterics at the morbid statement. In true Suzi Q fashion she blinked at everybody's reaction but joined in the laughter nonetheless.
Things were a little frosty between you and Joseph since you worked for his rivals in at an estate agency but you both still retained deep care and love for each other. Despite Joseph's pettiness.
Caesar had connections with the Speedwagon Foundation and worked alongside Joseph if there was any bizarre going on in the world but he mostly stayed at home and did the upkeep since you were so busy all the time.
But he was planning on opening restaurants and café's across town just like his beloved maternal figure had done.
Your children attended different schools but still were close and spent free time together.
It was hard to believe this was the future you were living. With both Caesar and Joseph being missing and gravely injured that year, you would've never thought you'd be having dinner dates and living in marital bliss.
There was ups and downs of course, but Caesar had made a specific vow to you that he intended to follow through no matter what.
That he would do anything to keep that smile on your face.
author’s note: yes i made caesar a malewife 😭
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noaltbruh · 5 months
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hi! could i request narancia who has a crush on his best friend? and how he would feel about it and how he would eventually confess. thank you!
Can I just say this was one of the best requests I've ever gotten? I've been looking for an excuse to write something like this for such a long time, and you're giving me the opportunity on a silver plate.
Hope you enjoy! 😊
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Many were the virtues that Narancia lacked, or so he thought, at the very least. Self confidence, despite his bold personality, was a rough spot for the young one. After all, it was no secret that those whom he crossed back with in his life did nothing but pushing him under the bus, taking advantage of his good faith and heart of gold.
Manipulation, betrayal and disappointment, in contrast with the boy's cheerful attitude, were an undeniable part of his past, and one that had cut deep in his mind too. So deep that, eventually, Narancia grew to believe that if those around him kept on leaving him behind, perhaps he deserved such treatment.
...That belief was, however, challenged by Y/N's eventual arrival in his existence, as his feelings for her cut even deeper than those past scars in his heart, acting as the softest and kindest bandages for the aches of the youngster. The girl gave him something he had craved for the longest time, perhaps a bit childish too, but that was really all that he needed from a close one: safety. In the wrecking mess that his life had been, and kept on being with all the troubles that came from his profession, there couldn't have existed one thing that made him more joyous: the knowledge that someone out there would never leave him, would never judge or expect too much of him, that they genuinely enjoyed his presence and wanted to keep him close.
At the end of the day, no one would have been surprised that he had chosen her as his best friend. He was certain that as long as she was willing to stick with him, everything would have been okay. In return, she could be sure that no matter what she was dealing with, he would have been around to lend her a helping hand or simply to keep her company. It almost physically hurt him when he had to be away from her for even just a couple of days because of a mission, it genuinely felt like a whole part of who he was stayed behind with her.
The two of them had shared such and many sweet moments and conversations, it was unimaginable to tell or remember all of them...That's what one would have thought, at least. But for Narancia, every single day, hour, minute or even second spent in her presence was a fundamental core memory, one that would constantly replay in his mind whenever she was not there for whatever the reason might have been.
All the times she defended him in an argument with Fugo, all the times she encouraged him to keep on with his studies deplete his difficulties, all the times she listened to him vent without ever thinking less of him because of it, all the times she agreed to join him on his crazy idea and adventures...I could go on for hours, if given the chance.
But the point I'm trying to convey is that Narancia was utterly in love.
Darling and with his heart on his sleeves, it would be easy to assume that these feelings for him would have been simple to accept and express. Nonetheless, the reality was far far different, almost impossible to see for how further it was...And just as impossible for him to see the way he felt for the girl.
After all, surely it must be quite troublesome to identify something one has never dealt with, let alone felt before. Of course, he loved the gang, the ones he considered his own family...But the relationship between them was an entire different story. He was a hopeless romantic who, ironically, had never gotten the chance to experience the passionate sensation that came with romance. When a disease hits one for the first time, it is no easy job to discern what it exactly is.
In the same way, for the longest time, the boy thought that these feelings were the normality, she was his dearest friend, was she not? Of course he'd want to be with het all the time, of course he'd remember every little thing that made her happy, of course he'd stay up thinking of that one compliment she unexpectedly caught him off guard with just the day before, he had everything under control...Didn't he?
...Indeed, it wouldn't be incorrect to assume that his apparent blindness came from a great amount of denial as well. As already mentioned, the young one did not think highly of himself, for reason that went past his personal traumas as well. No matter the struggle to hide it under his cheerful nature, he was very well aware that he was far from being a respectable person.
He was childish, loud, clingy, short, stupid and weak compared to his other friends. Why on earth would such a girl, perfect in his eyes, ever choose him above anyone else. He stood strong, despite how much it hurt him, by the conviction that he simply...Did not deserve her, that she was too good of a person for him to ever have a chance at professing his feelings for you. He would have just made a fool out of himself more than he already was.
There was no point on trying to fly too high, unless you want the sun to burn you. It was better this way, to remain in his little comfort zone, with you being his closest, most treasured, adored...Friend.
Unluckily for him, or perhaps not, the heart he aggressively tried to keep his under his sleeves was pounding with the desire to explode, to yell in Y/N's face just how much she meant to him, and how deprived of purpose Narancia's life felt when she was not around.
No matter how fast you may be, you will always get tired from running away. Delaying it simply takes away the energy to deal with it in a positive way. Unsurprisingly, the one that prompt him to stop running was whom he considered his mentor: Bruno.
In fact, the gang could read the young one like an open book. He was so open and spontaneous, even without realizing, that not even a blind person could have been able to not see just how deeply he had fallen for the other. And while most of his family would just tease him for that, only pushing him to hide away his feelings even more, Bucciarati, the sweet and caring man he had always been, eventually decided it would have been a good idea to take him aside and have a proper conversation regarding the matter.
He saw the bright, purple, blatant and enormous heart eyes the boy used to look at her, they warmed his heart too. He had truly never seen Narancia so happy with anyone so far, and despite how he knew it was not directly "his business", he could not resist standing by the side and watching him avoid the problem.
After the girl had left in order to go attend some errands, the older one silently called the other in the kitchen, a soft smile on his lips, as he could tell that his sudden request had intimidated him. They sat around the table, right in front of each other.
"W-What is it, Bucciarati? Did I do something wrong? Do you have a mission for me? Do you want me to catch up to Y/N and handle those errands with her?"
A small chuckle escaped Bruno's mouth as he looked at the other, shaking his head.
"Hehe...Not exactly. Forgive me if I sound sudden with my question but...You think about her quite a lot, do you not?"
He was right: he had, indeed, caught him off guard with such a direct input, enough to get the dark haired one to direct his gaze away from him, looking down at the table.
"Y-Yeah...So what? I mean- it's normal, right? Like- of course I think about her often, she's my..."
"...Best friend?"
He concluded, in an uncertain and subtly provoking tone, as if he was telling him "I'm not going to buy it".
"That's right...Best friend"
"Narancia...You do know I'm quite good at telling when someone is lying to me or not, don't you?"
"Urgh...Don't remind me"
He frowned.
"Last time I said the pistols ate our leftovers, you licked my entire face"
The blue haired one smiled, hearing him relieve that episode.
"I admit, I may have exaggerated that time, but my point still stands. So, if I were to ask you something, you'd be honest with me, mh?"
"O-Of course...You know you can trust me, I'm not a liar!"
The boy's mind was already imagining anything he might have done wrong to make him so suspicious, but could not find anything. Yes, he was a prankster and annoying from time to time, but he was very respectful towards him and would never do something to anger him.
Such uncertainty, mixed with his apparent good faith only confused him further, as he watched Bruno crossed his hands.
"I don't mean to spy into your personal life, but I really cannot bear seeing you act like this anymore. I've figured you would have taken actions by now"
"Take actions? Wait- act like WHAT? None of what you're saying is making sense!"
"What I'm saying is...Do you have feelings for Y/N, Narancia?"
The silence that followed his little inquisition was am almost...Funny one. Or rather, ironic, you could say. After all, it was curios to see the bubbly and happy go lucky boy incapable of even forming a sentence. It was as if his brain hadn't really taken in what had just been said to him, maybe because it couldn't, or maybe because it did not want to.
"...What?"
That was all he was able to reply after an entire minute of reflection. The man looked unfazed, as if he was expecting this answer.
"You heard me"
"I- uh-! I don't- W-WHAT SORT OF QUESTION IS THAT?!"
He stood up from the chair, trying to use anger as a way to change the subject and brush it off as soon as he could. Of course, it wasn't actually necessary for him to say it, but it was an excuse for Bucciarati to dive deeper in the topic.
"For someone as open as you, it's rather odd to hear you deny this, of all things...Why is that?"
"...I don't wanna talk about it."
Narancia looked down, very aware that, if the discussion were to continue, what he actually felt and his insecurities would have eventually come out. He knew it was a stupid motif, but he didn't care: he had his reasons and insisted on not changing his mind.
"You said I could trust you, and I do, I really do"
Seeing him agitated, Bruno got up from his own chair, approaching him.
"But you should know you can do the same with me. I've figured it was obvious by now"
"I- I do trust you! But..."
The young one grabbed the edges of his skirt.
"...I dunno, I always feel...Weird when I think about her"
"Weird?"
"I mean- she makes me happy! Like- a ton, I'd let myself get fucking tortured if it meant seeing her content, but...I don't get it, at the same time she..."
"Makes you nervous, doesn't it?"
"...Damn, am I really that easy to read?"
"Well...Some people are better at hiding themselves but...I've known you for quite a while, of course I'd notice this sort of thing"
The older one soon realized that he seemed to be struggling to speak back, so he continued, in a soft tone.
"Are you afraid of rejection, Narancia?"
Of course, the answer was a simple nod and an expression of sorrow. Feeling compassion for him, Bruno gently patted his head.
"You really have no reason to worry this much, you know?"
"Well, it's easy for you to say! I'd like to see you try to get with some woman when you're a literal grown up child!"
"That's...Not true"
"Yes it is! And don't try to deny it. I can't tell her, do you just want me to get humiliated?"
He strayed away from his touch, clinging to his own arm with one of his hands.
"Just because you haven't finished school doesn't make you a kid"
He gave him the space he wanted, without losing his composure.
"And, excuse all of my assumptions, but I'm quite sure she'd gladly agree on being your partner"
"...You're just saying that to make me happy"
"I don't tell lies, just like I don't let anyone tell them to me. It wouldn't be fair otherwise"
It was just for a second, but hearing those words gave the boy the smallest hope, in his heart, that they may have been true, before he went back to thinking that it simply was not possible. He started to imagine her, what she could have been doing in that moment, her sweet voice, her look, her thoughts...
Which were, most definitely, not directed at him.
"...I don't wanna, I just don't. What's wrong with what I'm doing right now? We're close and I don't risk making an idiot out of myself more than I already am"
"You're just seeing things the wrong way. Y/N likes you too, and a lot. Doesn't all the time you spend together give it away already?"
"...Maybe she just likes being around me"
"Maybe. Or maybe you ought to stop being so blind and accept she may just feel the same way. I'm sorry for my rudeness, but aren't you being a bit of a coward running away from this problem by now?"
"Hey!- I'm...I'm no coward, don't call me that!"
"Then have the courage to face her, just like you face those stand users"
"...This is far scarier than a stand battle"
"But with a far sweeter victory too"
"And what if it's bitter instead?"
"I don't recall you ever failing so far"
Bucciarati gave him a reassuring look, one of those that seemed to, somehow, always ease to other's nervousness, perhaps at least a small bit.
"You've always been one for taking risks. Do what you've done so far, and everything will be okay"
"...Heh, you believe more in me than I do"
"Well, who knows..."
The man softly placed his hands on his shoulders.
"Maybe this will help things change"
"...Yeah, maybe it will"
Finally, the black haired one gave a smile to his friend and looked up at him. He still was not very faithful towards the outcome of this whole situation, but he had figured that, at the very least, Bruno was right about not telling him to run away from such situation anymore. It wasn't easy, especially not for him, but he found the confidence to at least take a stand.
Even so...
"...I still got no clue of how to tell her though"
He admitted, embarrassed.
"Trust me, the planning process is the hardest part. Once you're actually together, everything will be a lot more natural"
"I hope you're right, man"
This time, he sat on the table itself, fidgeting with his fingers without even realizing it. He couldn't help but feel a slight headache just trying to cope up with something. He just wanted everything to go smoothly, to actually look...Charming for once, to make her believe that he could be a worthy boyfriend to her.
It was just do hard when, no matter how hard he tried, none of what he imagined was good enough for someone as perfect as she was.
"I just want it to be special, ya know?"
"I know, just do what you always do: take it as it goes. After all, surely you don't want to win her over by being someone you are not"
"Nah...That'd suck"
"I'm glad we can agree on this"
With a sympathetic smile, the eldest approached the door, briefly turning around before making his exit.
"Good luck, although I'm quite confident you won't be needing that"
"...I wish I had half of the confidence you have"
Muttered the young one under his breath, left alone with nothing but the urge to run up to the girl and just kiss her until his lips went dry. Needless to say, that alone was enough to make him drown his burning face in his hands, making it even harder to think rationally.
"God, I'm so fucking screwed"
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The passing week, Narancia had barely gotten any sleep, his mind chastising him for being incapable of finding a way to convey what seemed like a waterfall of feelings, in a small bucket.
He was never good with words, he was perfectly fine with the idea of telling she that he liked her, he truly did, it was everything leading up to that moment that overwhelmed him. He didn't care about the build up, be wanted to get to the point, to be direct, but he couldn't. She deserved better than that, and he was very well aware of it.
That was, however, until (at least at first sight) a perfectly ordinary and standard night, one of those one would not think in too deeply, that would let go by without probably realizing just how far time is already passing, and would perhaps look back the day after and think "I had a good time".
One of those that Narancia loved so dearly, where he could simply chill and dedicate himself to whatever he preferred.
And of course, that was Y/N.
Predictably, his shyness around her had not gone untoticed by the young one. She could tell how he seemed to blush more easily each time she'd initiate physical contact, how he'd avoid her eyes when she'd turn around to look at him, how he kept on losing at every game they played together no matter how easy she'd go on him.
She had considered calling him out for such behavior, but eventually decided to let it go, assuming that it would have passed before she could really think about it further.
She was just going to spend that time with him as she always does, maybe nothing had changed and she was making it all up.
Although, she had to admit, it was quite the curious coincidence, how everyone in that exact moment had decided to go on a date with their respective partner: Bruno and Abbacchio, Giorno and Fugo, Mista and Trish...
...Oh well, a chance to have the house by herself, right? Why rummaging over it, now?
Boredom was quick to take over her, as she cyclically watched everyone leave, said goodbye to them with a smile and went back to playing Final Fantasy on her Gameboy.
She hadn't seen her best friend for the whole day, spending the entirety of her Morning helping Trish with her newest song, being distracted by Mista's weird theory during the afternoon and, once she had finally some time for Narancia, finding out he had gone out for...Reasons.
Weird, he'd never leave the house without telling her where he was headed to. Surely he would come back soon, would he not? She... Did not enjoy being alone for long.
The smell of freshly baked pizza called out to her stomach, but she brushed it off, refusing to have dinner before he came back. She assumed that Bruno had prepared it for the two of them before leaving, and she had even thanked him for it, but it was as if he hadn't heard her.
"Heh, he was too busy thinking of how he's going to break the bed tonight to pay attention, I suppose."
In the middle of an unexpected Boss fight, the strategy she was coming up with was immediately blown away by the sound of the door opening. The small console quickly hit the sofa's soft cushion, as she sprinted to the entrance to finally greet him.
"Nari! Where hav-"
The embrace she was waiting to give him, however, was interrupted once she caught a glimpse of the bouquet in his hands.
"Sorry! Sorry, I'm sorry...I didn't wanna be away for long but, uh, I forgot it's Sunday and most shops are closed and-"
"W-What- What are these?"
She commented in amazement, staring at the perfectly arranged flowers.
"I uhm- I got them for you! You know, they're your favorite, I thought they looked nice..."
He awkwardly extended the bouquet in her direction, his usual toothy grin not leaving his face, hoping with all his heart that he had picked the right ones.
The girl was about to ask more questions as she made a mental recap to find out if she had, somehow, missed some important date or event, but nothing could cross her mind. Despite this, noticing the nervousness in his tone, she figured it would have been better not to add any more gas to the fire.
"They...They indeed are"
She grabbed them gently with both of her hands, looking at them as a smile curved on her lips.
"Thank you! You're sweet as ever, Nari"
"I-It's nothing, really, just a little surprise"
He took a moment to admire the sweetness she was looking at him with, his gaze softening in return.
"I'll go put it in my room, be right back!"
"Alright! I'll see you outside?"
"Outside?"
"Yeah! In front of the house"
"How come? Do you want to go on the swings?"
"Kinda...Eh! Come on, you'll see!"
As she understood it was best to play along if she wanted to find out, she just smiled once more and turned around. She was fast to disappear into the hallway, but making sure not to let a single petal fall off as she did so.
Briefly fixing up her hair from the short run, after putting the flowers on the desk in her room, Y/N headed out as she was asked to.
"You were fast!"
"I didn't want to keep you waiting"
Narancia contained a small laughter, as he gestured he to follow him in the back of the villa.
"You gotta check this out!"
"Now you've made me curious, Nari"
"Well..."
He slowly stopped on his track, and just as calmingly got closer to Y/N, just enough for their fingers to intertwine.
"Let's not waste any time then, right?"
"...Right"
She repeated, her glance falling on their hands, feeling relieved from the warmth of his against her frozen surface. While they had never done this before, the gesture felt natural to her, probably because of how they'd always cuddle and cling to each other without even noticing.
Once they got to their apparent destination, the young lady was surprised at what she was met with, especially since she could have sworn she knew every centimeter of the house, in and out.
There was a ladder leaning against the wall, big enough to reach even the top on the building, or at least she thought...It was a bit hard to see from down there. It seemed hand made, but very resistent nonetheless.
Her grip on him surely was resistent as well, as the idea of climbing up did not exctite her in the slightest. Fear of heights can be a pain to deal with, and it surely did not enjoy befriending ladders.
Noticing her nervousness, the boy began to gently rub her palm with his thumb, as he moved her a bit closer.
"Afraid?"
"Y-Yeah uhm...You know I don't sit well with heights"
"It's alright!"
He approached the ladder, taking the first step.
"Come on! I'll help you up, okay?"
Reluctantly raising her eyes, she was a bit taken aback by his comforting expression. Not in a negative way, of course, it was just... Out of the ordinary. After all, she was accostumed to his silly grin and sparkly eyes.
But there was just this reassurance that told her that she was safe, if he said so, and she was not going to miss out on this chance.
"Okay, I guess I'll...Give it a shot"
"Awesome! Here, just...Hold on"
Taking her own first step on the ladder, she mase sure to keep her head high, keeping the ground under her right out of her sight. It was fine, she was fine, she just had to focus on...The unusual softness in his voice, the little dimble on his cheek whenever as he smiled, that fluffy, dark, messy hair...
Yeah, she really was fine.
Once they finally reached the roof, Y/N let out a sigh of relief.
"Hehe! You're so brave!"
"I...Really am not, but thank-"
Before she could finish the sentence, she couldn't help but notice the tempiting smell she had spotted in the house beforehand. The boy had set up a nice little dinner up there, the home made pizza laying nicely on a tablecloth they probably had never used before, and everything illuminated by a small candle.
"S-So? Do you...Uhm, like it?"
He asked nervously, slightly intimidated by her lack of response.
"Sorry, maybe it's too cheesy, I just thought we could have done something a little different and-"
But soon, he was shushed too when he felt a hand on his cheek.
"And you did it magnificently"
Bashful, he looked down, his excitement being impossible to hide.
"Well...Do you want to sit down?"
"Gladly"
As they took a seat, the girl instinctively laid her head on his shoulder, as she'd always do whenever she helped him study. Remembering the advice he had gotten from his immensely reliable older brother, Narancia took a deep breath, sneakily (or at least, he thought so, but let's ignore his shaking) putting an arm around her waist, prepared to take it off as soon as he saw her ever so slightly uncomfortable.
Instead, she snuggled in closer.
"So? Is the view here better than from your balcony?"
He asked, in an attempt at building up even a bit of atmosphere. It's too bad Y/N did not have the patience for that anymore. She hummed in response, slightly lowering her dear Nari's head until they could touch foreheads.
"The best I could ask for"
There was a moment of silence between them, as both the young ones did not know where to look: the other's eyes or lips.
"It's only fair...You deserve the best"
"Heh, do I really?"
"Absolutely"
His fingers shyly made contact with her hip, slowly moving up and down.
"That's why I...I really don't know if I should do this"
"Why not?"
"Y/N, you're..."
Contemplating each of her feature for a second, he continued.
"You're perfect. I just want to make you happy, to protect you, to hold you my entire life"
Y/N couldn't do anything but listen to those sweet words, the ones she had already played in her head a thousand times, even though she was not so open about it as him.
"...No, scratch that: you are my life, but I understand if you don't-"
With a little push from the girl, their lips soon followed their foreheads' example. The boy soon let all thoughts or speeches he had made out in his head disappear, as every part of his body was taken over by that idyllic sensation he had so desperately longed for. He refued to pull away from her, it didn't matter if he was starting to hardly even breath: he would have taken her taste over air every day.
Eventually, just enough to undo the touching, she pulled away, taking small breaths and taking in that moment she didn't know that she needed so much, but to whom she couldn't resist once she felt it coming.
"...W-Would it be alright if I said I've been dreaming of this moment ever since you visited me in t-the hospital?"
He coyly stuttered out.
"Only if I can do it again"
"Please...Do"
The kisses they shared were more than the stars that watched over the two, giggling between some of them as Narancia had to resist the urge to pick her up and spin her around. Like children falling in love, they couldn't help but just let it happen, give in to the comfort the other offered, the feeling that maybe, just maybe, it wasn't simple puppy love.
But, for the youngsters' amazement, a bond that, for the first time, could actually last.
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moodybluezzz · 5 months
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First Responder - Leone Abbacchio x Reader
[Content: fluff/mildly NSFW, a bit angsty, descriptions of injury & fainting, gender neutral Y/N]
[Word count: 1.3k]
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Cool air whips past your face as you race through the streets of Italy, giving chase to a man a few yards ahead. He glances over his shoulder occasionally as his feet slam against the rocky path below.
Bucciarati had tasked you, along with Abbacchio and Giorno, with tracking down yet another rogue mafioso bent on taking down your team. “From what we've seen, this man doesn't appear to possess Stand abilities of any kind and he seems to be working alone. You three should have no difficulty taking him down.” Abbacchio was quiet, his eyes closed in thought. He's usually agreed with Bruno by now. Maybe he's not too happy about working with Giorno.
“Something tells me we should keep Y/N out of this one.” Abbacchio opened his eyes with a troubled look. “I can't explain it but… I have a bad feeling about this guy.” His words surprised you, but as much as you hated to argue with Abbacchio, you couldn't just sit it out. It couldn't hurt to try and prove yourself to him just this once.
The man dashes between the stone buildings ahead of you, trying to lose you in the maze of the city streets. You hold your chase firmly, waiting for the right moment to unleash your stand on him. Short range but strong. Abbacchio and Giorno are in pursuit close by - you had planned to split up and close in on the man from adjoining streets. He suddenly stops evading around the corners, running straight ahead of you instead.
I'm gaining on him! Now’s my chance!
Just before you can release your stand, a sharp pain strikes your stomach. You gasp and fall to the ground, rolling along the stone and gripping your torso, now dripping with blood. The man sprints out of your sight with a laugh.
Shit, what happened!? He was right there! You glance around frantically and spot a figure peeking out from between two buildings. He quickly darts back into the shadows. His path was calculated! We're not just chasing one guy, his partner was waiting to ambush us!
You push against the ground, trying desperately to lift yourself up and yell to warn the others. The pain pulls you back down before you can make a sound.
"Y/N!"
Abbacchio turns into the alley and rushes to you, standing over you in a cautious stance. "Damn it Y/N, what happened!? Our guy was right there-” Abbacchio cuts himself off as he notices your injury. “Oh, shit.” Without hesitation he drops to his knees beside you. You clench your teeth as he lifts your shirt with a serious expression, exposing the massive slice to the open air.
"GIORNO! HURRY YOUR ASS UP!" Abbacchio yells over his back. He turns back to you and shrugs his overcoat off, balling it up and holding it down against the wound. You can't help but be taken aback by the sudden gesture. And you also can't help but let your gaze get lost in Abbacchio's bare body, looming over yours. He notices your stare and locks eyes with you, and you shoot your focus back down to your abdomen. “I've got you. Just… Tell me what happened.”
"T-There's a second guy,” you mutter. “He attacked me from the alley and got away. I think we were set up.”
"Fuck… I knew this guy would be more trouble than he seemed!" Abbacchio hisses. “And as for his cronies, this cut’s way too big to have come from any old dagger. Looks like we have some Stand Users on our hands.” Abbacchio increases the pressure on your injury, his gold-lavender eyes watching your face carefully for any sign that he's worsening your pain.
"Y/N, it's gonna be okay. Giorno should be here any second…" The uncertainty in his voice is unsettling. You hadn't noticed before but his hands are trembling ever-so-slightly.
"I'm scared, Abba…" You admit in a whisper between jagged breaths. The lightheadedness starts to creep in, not helping your panic.
Abbacchio speaks in a tone you've never heard before. Reassuring, full of care. "I… I know. Just hold on a little longer, mio caro…” The sweet words send warmth through your body, and you can't help but relax in his hold.
"Abbacchio…” You trail off as your vision starts growing blurry. You close your eyes. “Please keep talking to me like that…"
Abbacchio is silent for a moment. He gazes down at your pained expression before leaning closer to your ear and whispering.
"Andrà tutto bene… ti proteggerò…"
Everything will be fine… I’ll protect you…
Your attention is pulled from the stinging beneath Abbacchio's hands to his low, comforting voice. Every word is like a painkiller.
"Non permetterò mai più che nulla ti ferisca…"
I won't let anything hurt you again...
All your tension fades away as you give in, trusting your safety to Abbacchio as you near unconsciousness. You hear quick footsteps approaching in the distance, and a familiar voice yelling your name and Abbacchio's. You open your eyes for a moment, just making out a blur of hot pink and gold a few yards away. Abbacchio lets out a strained chuckle. You'd never heard him more excited to see Giorno. The last thing you feel is a soft kiss on your cheek and a teardrop dripping onto your skin just beside it.
"Please, not you too…
Not again…"
You wake up after what feels like an eternity, your back laid against the comfort of a soft bed with dark sheets. The room is quiet and dim, save for the warm light of a nearby lamp. You stretch and take a deep breath - the smell of wine lingers in the air.
Abbacchio.
It's then that you notice the man sitting at the bedside, his head resting in his arms. He perks up at the sound of you stirring, his golden eyes practically glowing with relief.
"Y/N…"
Abbacchio sits beside you on the mattress, leaning down suddenly to embrace you. His strong, warm arms wrap tightly around you, holding you like he'd never let go. You hesitate for a moment before burying your face in Abbacchio's neck, earning a pleased sigh from him. His soft, silvery hair brushes against your cheek. Abbacchio pulls back before looking into your eyes, holding your chin gently in one hand. "Are you still in pain?" You shake your head. You hadn't realized until now, but you feel as though nothing ever happened. Abbacchio begins lifting your shirt with his other hand, his eyes asking for permission to look. You nod gently and find nothing but a faint scar where the cut once was. He traces his fingers gently over the sensitive skin, sending a shiver through you.
"Giorno saved your ass… That crazy kid ran ahead and chased down both of those guys after he healed you! He insisted I ditch and bring you back here…" Abbacchio tenses up. “I hate to admit it, but it was the right call…”
"It's okay, Abba…" You rest your hand on his. “You saved me.” Abbacchio's muscles relax and he turns his gaze back to you. He leans close to your face, staring into your eyes with a look like he's holding back from saying something.
“You know I care about you a lot, right?” He whispers in that same low, sweet tone as before. You blush as his hands wander up to your forearms, holding them gently against the pillows on either side of your face. “Please, lemme show you how much I care…”
Abbacchio leans down and presses his lips against yours, his body hovering just above yours as he kisses you gently but passionately. His lips are soft and leave the faintest taste of red wine on your tongue. You let him hold you down carelessly, feeling just as secure as when he held you in his lap. Finally Abbacchio pulls away, letting out a breathy chuckle as he wipes the smudged purple lipstick on his cheek with the back of his hand.
“That's how much I care about you. Now please… be more careful next time. Unless you wanna do this again.”
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may i perhaps request giorno dinner night headcanons with his s/o? ❤️ also welcome back!
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DINNER NIGHT HEADCANONS WITH DON GIOVANNA [ HEADCANONS / FLUFF ]
AUTHOR'S NOTE: HELLO, DARLING! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING THIS! I FOUND MYSELF HEAD OVER HEELS FOR GIORNO OVER THE FIRST FEW EPISODES SO WRITING THIS MADE FEEL VERY SATIATED! I HOPE IT'S TO YOUR LIKING AND ENJOY READING, DARLING TW: CANON DIVERGENCE, EVERYONE'S ALIVE AU! DON! GIORNO GIOVANNA X FEM! READER
╭───────────────── ╰──➤ (っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ FLUFF ♥
┊❥ Dinner with Giorno himself is rare ! You might think that being a Don might've cut him some slack of doing work but with a bigger position comes with bigger responsibilities !
┊❥ That's why dinner nights with Giorno are so well-thought out and delicately planned by him, the Don ensuring that anything from his line of work doesn't disturb your night together even the slightest; after all, he has Bruno to stand-in for him if something arises
┊❥ Giorno will croon sweetly to your ear, announcing that you both will be eating at one of the finest restaurants in Venice at a later hour; the Don pulling away to plant a chaste kiss to your forehead as he encourages you to be prettiest you can for him tonight
┊❥ You'll see one of the brightest smiles on Giorno's face the moment you walked down the stairs, his emerald eyes glinting under the light of the chandelier as he offers up his arm for you to take. From there on, the male's hands starts to wander just a little bit, nothing too scandalous
┊❥ During the car ride, Giorno constantly showers you with gentle pecks to your cheeks and hands, his fingers smoothing over your own accompanied with the ever so tempting promises he whispers to you of what will entail after the dinner; the don just likes teasing you of what's on his mind and his heart flutters upon seeing the pink tint of your cheeks
┊❥ The moment you both step foot into the premise, the customers and staff itself rose as if to greet you, their faces bright and ecstatic as the waiters ushered you in; Giorno was a great and kind don to the people of Italy so it's not a wonder people would celebrate his and missus's arrival
┊❥ Once they direct you to your seats, a table privately tucked away on the upper floors of the restaurant and the moon beaming down on your figures as if to bless your union after so, so long of being apart; Giorno grabbed your hand and pressed a longing kiss to it
┊❥ "Il mio amore, il mio prezioso," He murmured, blond lashes fluttering as he looked up at you "Do you know how much I love you? Do you know how much I yearn for you?" He asked, knowing very well of the answers behind it the moment you shyly look away from him
┊❥ The rest of the dinner went rather smoothly; the food impeccable and the gifts he pulled out from the pocket of his coat, only for you to gush them with praises, was worth every second he had spent planning everything that night. The smile on your face even rivaled the very moon itself; so bright and charming for the don
┊❥ But that's not the only thing, though! Once the dinner is finished and on your way ride home together, you'll be immediately whisked up into his arms. The staffs of the estate dismissed for the evening as Giorno acts out the last bit of his plan; making sweet and tender love to you throughout the late hours of the night
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depravitymoon · 1 year
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The dark side of Yandere Narancia
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Author's Note: I wanted to make sure I established Narancia as a dangerous yandere. He is my favorite but he is more than just "UwU He baby". Also, this is a post-canon Everyone Lives AU.
((Warning: Threats, guilt-tripping, manipulation, unhealthy toxic relationship, implied stalking, delusional thinking, codependency.))
To summarize Yan!Nara: Narancia Ghirga is a bubbly cheerful ball of energy. When he's around you, he often shows off that signature big grin of his. Narancia is just so dedicated to you, and hangs on your every word. He indulges in your passions, even if he doesn't understand them, because he loves you so much!
Yandere MBTI: Reverent, Delusional, Manipulative, Lenient.
Yandere Type: Simp - The Obsessive Lovestruck type.
The biggest flaw(s) of Yandere Narancia Ghirga: He's a clingy, whiny, guilt-tripping, tantrum-throwing attention whore.
There are levels to Narancia's unhinged behavior:
Level 1
When he's not doing mafia work or hanging with the boys, he's bothering you.
He overtly invades your privacy and your personal space.
He doesn't see anything wrong with breaking and entering or even walking in on you naked.
"Don't worry! It's just me! I didn't break your locks! Oh, could you give me a key? I can help out with bills!"
Level 2
If you decline spending time with him, he will whine and insist you change your mind.
Doesn't matter if you're busy with work/school/drama. PAY ATTENTION TO HIM.
He'll try to bribe you for your time with expensive dates and gifts.
"There's this cool place I wanna take you to!"
"I got the new video game you wanted! Special Edition!"
"I got front row concert tickets to see Trish Una!"
Level 3
You also know his backstory, so he's hoping to use that to guilt trip you into doing what he wants.
If you insist on not going out with him, he will pout and tear-up.
He'll also complain how no one wants to hang out with him, giving a fake apology for bothering you.
"I just.... thought we were close...."
Level 4
If guilt-tripping doesn't work, he will resort to anger. It isn't towards you, it's towards people distracting you from him and his love.
His go-to move is threatening people with a switchblade to leave you alone.
If the problem is someone you're close to, he'll get the Bucci gang create a non-violent solution.
"Sucks that your sister cancelled on you! I got snacks to cheer you up!?"
Level 5
As a last resort, he will appear to you right after a mission. He's beaten, bleeding, barely conscious, and you'll have to rush him to the hospital.
You end up pitying him, leading to you visiting him and helping him recover. You'll even get Passione's gratitude for saving the Don's closest friend.
Ironically, gaining the trust of Italy's biggest mafia makes it harder to leave Nara, fearing it'd be seen as betrayal to do so.
You're not sure if Don Giovanna is the type to kill over minor grievances, and don't want to find out.
Hence, you're stuck with Narancia.
"I know it was meant to be! Everyone in the famaglia loves you! BTW, Giorno wants to have dinner with us! It's weird hearing you say 'Don Giovanna'."
Level 6
He really likes having a switchblade around.
When Narancia's presence puts you on-edge, he also becomes on-edge. He starts fidgeting with the knife in your presence.
What a 'coincidence' that whenever you let him do what he wants, the switchblade goes away!
"Chill! I'm not gonna hurt you with it. It's a nervous tic I got! I don't like arguing! Can't we just cuddle?!"
Extra thoughts on Nara:
It's not a matter of if you get to level 6. It's a matter of when. He will still call and text you repeatedly while he's on missions. If you don't attempt to text/call him back often, you will face his wrath when he returns home. If you get past Narancia's smothering, volatile, and delusional behavior, he's a gentle loving boyfriend who worships you. Things could get alot worse from here, but I want to keep this post Safe For Work.
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shimmiemoonie · 1 year
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Jotaro College Headcanons (Modern AU)
I had been attending community college for a couple of years and I just started my first semester at a university. Felt like making this to make myself a little less homesick.
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Constantly complains about food from the dining hall. You know he’s a mama’s boy so going from her cooking to bland food puts him a bit of a sour mood when he’s eating. He begins to appreciate his mother more and looks forward to the holidays
He’d definitely scare off his roommate by accident. He knows he’s intimidating and sharing such a small space with a complete stranger would probably make the poor lad go insane. He doesn’t mind them moving out, Joot likes the privacy.
Onto the x reader headcanons:
If your bed is high expect him to lift you onto the bed. It’ll probably resemble a toss more than a carry but he means well (he’s trying his best). Also 80% of the time he won’t warn you before he does it
If you have a roommate, he’ll probably prefer hanging out in his room
If his schedule allows it he’ll walk you to and from class
Not a big partier. If you do like going out then he’ll tag along but don’t expect him to stay longer than an hour. If you don’t like to party either then you’ll probably stay at your dorm watching shows on one of your laptops
His feet stick off the end of the end of the bed. You find it absolutely hilarious but that means the go-to cuddle position is spooning
Expect to sit in the back of the class if you share a class with him. If you like taking notes and can’t see, he’ll read what you can’t see quietly for you
He’d rather walk to places than take the bus. Sometimes he’ll hold your hand depending on how crowded it is. If it’s nighttime then he’s more willing to wrap an arm around your waist
If he’s stressed and laying down or his head is close to you then play. with. his. hair. Cannot stress this enough. Watch this man become putty under your fingers. He may slip his signature catchphrase when you take off his cap, but both of you know just how much he truly loves it
You’ll have to teach him how to use the washing machine and the dryer. His mama did his laundry for him up until then and he was too prideful to ask her how to do it before he left. Just teach him nonchalantly or he’ll be sour mood for a while
He won’t decorate his room much other than the essentials. You’ll slowly start to add pictures that you have of the both of you or knick knacks without asking. He’ll act like he doesn’t notice but he does and he secretly enjoys the new additions
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tangytiramisu · 1 year
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SDC React to You Calling Jotaro “Jotato” 🥔
Warnings: Reader being an absolute gigachad None
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Jotaro Kujo
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Glares at you so scarily it’s not even funny (see image above^)
Immediately rolls his eyes with a huff and tips his hat while muttering “Yare yare daze.”
He ain’t got time for this shit.
He also glares at whoever laughs along with you but just ignores it afterwards. Though he gets visibly annoyed if anyone brings up the dumb nickname again.
Noriaki Kakyoin
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“PFFT—”
Bro’s trying so hard not to laugh, he really is—
Covers his mouth and averts his eyes from Joot’s icy glare.
Gently pats Joot on the back to help him calm down (all the while facing away to hide a smirk)
He’s one of the more mature people in this situation but he loves a clever nickname when he hears one. “Jotato” may be childish but he was still not expecting it.
Jean Pierre Polnareff
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He looks shocked before immediately bursting out laughing.
“PFFFTT��� HAHAHAHA!! ‘JOTATO’!! AMAZING!!!”
You’d think you told him the funniest joke in the entire history of jokes.
Immediately shuts up when Jotaro glares at him but you can still hear him snickering ever so slightly afterwards.
May call Jotaro “Jotato” when he wants to mess with him.
Muhammad Avdol
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He also looks a bit surprised but chuckles softly and shakes his head.
Strangely Joot doesn’t glare at him though.
He’s the most mature about it though so he doesn’t say anything or bring it up later.
Tells Pol to knock off the teasing because he doesn’t want the Frenchman to get his ass handed to him.
Joseph Joestar
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Oh no, poor Jotaro.
Joseph bursts out laughing the moment he hears the new nickname.
“(Name) that’s genius! Why didn’t I think of that?”
You’re just as surprised that he didn’t think of it first. It’s such a “dad” nickname, but nevertheless you’re proud.
He doesn’t stop calling Jotaro that for the entire week, much to his grandson’s dismay.
You’re his hero.
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amekikai · 1 year
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Almost truly at peace.
(SDC) DIO x Reader x The World
Notes: Gender Neutral Reader, Inappropriate Use Of Stands (kinda?), Cuddling & Snuggling, Reader is a Stand user, DIO is sort of soft and ooc but idc he's my bbg
CW: None.
Summary: Lord DIO is unable to rest, as he usually does during the day. So, he uses his Stand to make you help him sleep.
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DIO, being the vampire he is, slept during the daytime. All his servants knew that he slept upstairs in his coffin or in his bed. Regardless of where he rested, you were not allowed to disturb him.
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DIO frequently struggled with his thoughts, his past still occasionally plagued him. It filled his mind with a rotting poison, causing him to be unable to adequately rest. Although, one of his servants was usually able to put his worries at ease (even if for a moment).
That servant was you. You who was currently sat in your room, reading as you often did. The mansion didn't lack electricity, but you much preferred to match its aesthetics as well as reading the various books your Lord had read. You liked to be able to talk to him about common interests.
Suddenly, you felt a strange, ominous presence in your room. You knew it was a Stand, but it could not be an enemy Stand. It gave off the same feeling in you as you had when you had met your beloved Lord DIO. You stood up, the realisation hitting you. It was The World.
DIO's Stand appeared behind you as he stood up, hurriedly stopping time. It held onto you by your waist and pulled you into bed to hold you.
When time resumed, you felt the metaphorical warm of DIO's Stand holding you. You were clearly baffled. "Why is he doing this? Why is DIO allowing his Stand to hold me?" You thought. Regardless, you stopped the thoughts and decided to instead hold The World back, returning its gentle embrace.
DIO was very pleased. A wave of relief washed his worries away as he felt your embrace. He lay in his bed, calmly. He felt tranquil, almost truly at peace. He smiled when he felt you press gentle kisses to his Stand's face and body. The vampire began to be lulled into a slumber by your ministrations. Finally getting the rest he so deserved and craved.
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reticent-writer · 1 year
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Masterlist + Rules
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Genshin Impact
Demon Slayer (have read manga)
JoJo's Bizarre Adventure (not finished stone ocean)
Toilet bound Hanako kun (have read manga)
Castlevania (finished)
Mob Psycho (finished)
Spy x family (not far into manga)
Jujutsu Kaisen (not read manga but I have been spoiled)
Hazbin Hotel
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Rules-
What I write
fluff
Angst
Child reader (Platonic Only)
Headcannons
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What I don't write
Smut / lemon / lime
Yandere
huge age gaps
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New year - new masterlist
HAPPY NEW YEARS
let's make the most of 2023
- I'm class of 2024
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New Year- I'm so ready to graduate
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noaltbruh · 1 year
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Hello! Can I request bucci gang with fem s/o who had a military background? She's stern, disciplined, can bark out orders and be your biggest life coach like it's nothing, her raw physical power is inhumane to the point she rarely use her stand, overall just give you military general vibe. But later when the mc and one of the members starts dating, she shows her sentimental side and surprisingly a kinda awkward simp lmao
That's it I hope you have a good day💖
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Oh! This request was quite original for sure 😄 But it was fun writing it! And thank you for asking me to write stuff or I'd basically be playing Octopath 2 during all my free time-
Bucci gang with a S/O with a military background
Giorno 🐞
Needless to say, Giorno really respects you not only as a person, but also as a precious ally and colleague.
He thinks highly of you since you're so stern and disciplined, he knows he can rely on you when there's something he cannot handle on his own.
He sometimes comes to you for advice, he just feels like he can trust your judgement.
Okay, can I just say he's a bit startled by how...Aggressively encouraging you are? He thinks it's pretty fun, but he must admit he's very impressed by just how energetic you can be, mixed with your firm behavior as well.
He will never, ever say it out loud...But this boy is a bit intimidated by your physical power to be honest. Okay, he's pretty muscular, but he's not nearly as strong as you are.
He knows this fear is dumb since his stand easily makes up for it, but he can't help it and it embarrasses him greatly. With that being said, he still looks up to you for the effort you put into maintaining such physical conditions.
Of course, seeing your personality shift when you got into a relationship surprised him at first glance, but thinking about it, he can't say he couldn't have seen it coming.
After all, you just HAD to be hiding something more to you behind your military façade. He knows it well since he's the first to mask himself.
He doesn't hesitate to take advantage of this other part of you though. He'll try his absolute hardest to cluster and make you away as soon as he realizes how awkward you actually are.
He'll actually call you cute quite often and probably giggle seeing you all embarrassed, but he never holds malicious intentions whatsoever. He simply thinks you're adorable.
He warmly welcomes your romantic side too, being quite romantic himself, although it may not be very clear at first glance. He'll reserve fancy dinners, grow flowers and buy you the most beautiful roses as a way to keep up with your lovely antics, he can't afford to fall short.
Bruno 🤐
Bruno's brain is low-key trying to process your existence, since you're so different from the rest of his team-
That doesn't mean he does not appreciate you, he really does! It's just... He'd always been used to be the one who gives orders and supports his men, not the other way around.
So, seeing you do what is usually his responsibility and duty highly catches him off guard, but he's quite thrilled by it at the same time, which is what first causes him to developed this of admiration for you.
But be prepared for him to still encourage and guide you whenever he gets the chance to. He thinks it's a good way to indirectly tell you that you're allowed to rely on others too sometimes and you don't always have to be strong.
With that being said, he thinks very highly of you because of your sterness and discipline, you get stuff done when it's necessary and he doesn't hesitate to praise you if you did a good job...Which is pretty much always.
He may even give you some of the hardest jobs, but never too much to overwhelm you. He knows you have limits like everyone else and respects them.
While he does think that your raw strength is impressive, he'll also push you to use your stand more and train to fight with it too.
It's not that he doesn't think you're powerful, but some situations just HAVE to be handled through stands, you can't risk.
He's obviously taken aback by your sudden change, you're just so different from the person he had grown accustomed to. Even so, he must say he's quite happy about this too. After all, it is truly a sign that you're willing to let your guard down around him and be yourself more.
Although he did not expect you to simp and get all bashful as soon as he started to court you...
...And most of all, to court him back as soon as you got the hang of it. It does highly pleas him though, it's really nice to know that good ol' romanticism still exists outside of him.
All these different aspects to your personality only stimulate his curiosity towards you, he truly think you're a unique one and he won't rest until he gets to see everything you have to offer.
Mista 🔫
Nah buddy you don't understand how cool Mista thinks you are.
Honestly he's just astounded by your physical strength, he didn't even think someone could possibly be that ripped to the point where's you wouldn't even have to use your powers.
You low-key scare him, but there's no way in hell he's going to admit that. He also wants to be stoped and crushed by you, but he won't be saying that either.
The pistols love to be around you because of your whole vibe, but number five in particular likes you a lot because he feels safe in your presence and knows the others won't mess with him if you're there.
He's a fan of your praises and hype, he's sperate vero confident, bug having someone else's supports always feels good, doesn't it.
Probably didn't follow your orders at first and thought you were just joking around, then he saw your killer look and went "shit", before immediately doing what you told him-
Despite the respect he has for you, he can't help but think that you worry way too much about stuff and you need to learn how to relax a bit.
Because of this, he'll goof around and make jokes even more when you're near him than usual. He wants to help you to let loose a bit and become more chill.
Honestly, he thinks it's thanks to him that you changed so much once you got together lol.
Once he realizes you're just a huge simp, he'll look for all sorts of ways to embarrass and fluster you, it basically becomes one of his favorite hobbies. If he went too far, you might have to punch him to make him stop, not that he'd mind tho.
Mista's not a very romantic person, but that doesn't mean he can't appreciate your own romantic side. The fancy dates, all those sweet words and moments are surely quite different from most relationships Mista's ever had, but that's also why he likes them. They're a new territory, and he's all in for that.
Narancia 🍊
Mommy? SORRY-...Mommy?
You can't tell me this isn't true. You think you're a simp? You've got Narancia on his knees simply by existing.
Literally, just say the word and he'll come running for your, hanging from your finger, following whatever order you may give him and completing him exactly like you told him to.
Please, support him and encourage him whenever he gets stuff done right. This boy lives for your approval and hearing you give him advice or tell him he did a good job will make him 10 times more motivated to get anything done.
He's a bit insecure about himself, so knowing you think positively of him reassures him a lot.
Speaking of which, he knows he's safe in your presence, and it's a great source of comfort for him.
Honestly, he thinks your whole super stern and collected behavior is super badass, he loves how you can keep your cool even in tough situations and you never seem to snap like he does. He just wants to be like you sooo badly!
You gotta stop his jaw from falling to the ground when he sees you beat the hell out of an enemy. After staring at you in awe for a second, he'll remember he needs to help you fight and will gladly join in kicking the dude to death.
With that being said, he'll spend the entre nighr staring at the ceiling and thinking about awesome you looked-
In case you haven't noticed, he'd quite muscular himself, he wants to train with you too! His dream is to become as powerful as you are, but if he can't, just training knowing you're by side, and showing off he can also be strong is enough for him.
Okay, when your personality begins to shift, Orange boy is so lost. It's not that he doesn't like you anymore of anything, he's just...Confused. You're so different from the Y/N he's used to.
With that being said though, he quickly gets used to this change, and he's all in for that! Honestly, the fact that you sometimes come off as a bit awkward just makes it easier for him to empathize with your feelings, since he'd most definitely be very nervous around you out of pure embarrassment during your first conversations.
But he takes your simping deep admiration for him as a way to show off to you! He's gonna prove he's just as badass as you are, he wants to leave you speechless and will give everything he has to impress you, no holding back!
This boy is 100% a hopeless romantic, although he's bad at putting his lovely dovey ideas into practise, mostly because he's very clumsy and he'd probably set the kitchen on fire trying to make a nice candlelight dinner-
Because of this, knowing you're alike when it comes to romanticism reassures him. He knows that even if he messes up sometimes, you'll still always appreciate his effort and the energy he puts in his sweet gestures for you.
Moreover, no matter what you may do or organize with Nari, like watching the moon together or dedicating a song to him, he'll cherish it forever and ever in his heart. Every romantic moment you two share become a core memory that he's constantly going to think back to and smile without even realizing it.
He'll always love you, no matter what side of yourself you may be showing :)♡
Fugo 🍓
My friend, Fugo's afraid of you-
Have you seen this guy? He feels like a wimp compared to you, he's genuinely afraid you're just gonna take him and rip his bones in half.
When he does start to realize that you'd never do that, however, he begins to feel...Relived by your presence, in a sense. You just seem like someone he can rely on, which puts him at ease.
Also, you're one of the few people in the house who aren't constantly annoying or trying to piss him off. You're serious and he knows he can have a mildly intelligent conversation with you.
You're a good partner on missions too. He respects the way you're so determined on upholding your duty and don't mess around, he's faithful that any enemy you may face is screwed as long as he's got you with him.
He understands why you'd prefer to rely on your physical force rather than your stand, he doesn't like using Purple Haze either. Even so, he does partially think that it's a bit of a waste not to put it in action, since yours doesn't put everything and everyone in danger as soon as it shows up.
Okay let's be honest, boy's probably got the physical strength of a little girl, unless he's angry.
Therefore, some advice or words of encouragement from you are always more than welcomed, they push him to better himself while still reminding him that he's already doing fine.
When you show him your more sentimental and awkward side, Fugo gets you so well. He may seem smart and all but he's an embarrassing simp himself.
So, you guys go together like two peas in a pod, you just feel very understood by the other and don't fear their judgment at all. You're both messes so you cancel your goofiness out.
Your romantic side is gonna get him so flustered. He blushes easily and has most likely never been in a relationship before, so this kind of...Ahem, behavior, makes him scream inside, but with joy for once.
He'll try to organize something romantic for you in return, and it'll be either the most well-crafted, prepared and unique date ever...Or a total disaster. Either way, his effort is admirable.
Abbacchio ⏪
I'm sorry but Abbacchio couldn't stand you at first.
Your whole behavior just reminds him too much of the person he used to be, and just looking at you feels like looking at himself in a broken mirror.
Tries to avoid you as much as he can, and when it's not possible, he's the rudest, meanest, coldest fucker around.
The two of you only started to get along after you either saved or was a huge help to him during a mission. He was taken aback by your raw sstrength, but literally all he did once this was over was calling you a moron for not using your stand.
Secretary, he thought it was the most badass scene he's ever assisted to in his life. No, he'll never say it directly, screw you.
Complains and claims that he isn't going to follow your orders, before doing exactly that. If you were to brought that up, he'll interrupt the conversation as soon as possible and simply tell you that he did it because he wanted to, not because you told him to or anything.
He acts annoyed everyone you encourage or hype him up, saying that he doesn't need your support, but from the way he always looks away and lacks his usual bitterness in his tone, you can tell that he secretly appreciates your efforts.
Slowly, very slowly, but surely, you begin to notice small shifts and changes in the way he treats you. He doesn't look at you with disgust, willingly follows your advice and overall feels more comfortable in your presence, even cracking a few smiles here and there.
You end up becoming a huge source of inspiration to him. He still sees a lot of the person he used to be whenever you're near him, yet he doesn't view it in a negative light anymore.
A small part of Abbacchio wants to go back to be the man with the string sense of justice he once used to be. You're a constant reminder that just because he made a mistake, that doesn't mean he can't make up for it or has to live stick in the past forever.
And just when he starts to respect you... You change too-
What the?- Is this really the Y/N he knows? The stern, serious one? The wise one? The responsible one?
Is he startled? Yes, yes absolutely. Then again, he HAS to admit to himself that you being in his life has led to him modifying his own behavior quite a lot, so he shouldn't be that surprised about you being different from your usual self as well.
He's not the best with your awkward or sensitive side, but he does what he can. He knows that emotional support is something he just has to give in a relationship, so he sucks it up and never makes you feel embarrassed for what you do or say.
He's most likely amused by your romantic nature and may think it's kinda cheesy, but he secretly loves it with all his heart, and wouldn't trade it for anything else.
Trish 🎙
Ok, Trish is a bit conflicted when it comes to you.
Like- she doesn't really have anything against you particularly. The thing is, she sort of has very split opinions concerning your behavior.
For example, she admires how stern and professional you are, how you seem to always have stuff under control and never be scared.
At the same time, however, the thinks that you sometimes take things way too seriously, you should learn to let loose a bit more and just enjoy life at it this.
Because of this, she tries to get you to break free from your shell and probably takes you dancing or shopping whenever she has the opportunity to.
Another example is that she loves when you act as her personal life coach. She's a very self-confident going lady and lives for praise...Especially from you, although don't expect her to tell you this often. You're always there to motivate her even on those rare occasions when she isn't feeling her best, she adores you for this.
BUT, she can't stand when you act all pushy and boss her around, she deposed being told what to do and there's a high chance she won't listen to you if she doesn't agree with you...At least during early times.
She'll become more willing to follow your advice if you're patient with her, but she'll always make it very clear that she doesn't think it's the best option.
No but like- the first time she saw you fight, her only thought was "Wtf?!"
She didn't think someone could possibly be as strong as you are, she just exchange concerns looks with Spice girl while encouraging you herself, even if you're already doing great.
"YAAAAS QUEEN SLAAAAY"
Honestly, she doesn't question your personality shift too much. She knows that'd how people are: the more you get to know them, the more you realise they're fundamentally different from what you actually thought of them.
And honestly, since she does also begin to show her softer side herself when you get together, knowing you won't think less of her for being open about her feelings truly makes her glad to have chosen you as her partner.
In return, no matter how awkward you can be, you can expect Trish to 100% support and be there for you at any given time. Although she will tease you for getting flustered if she got the chance to.
She lives for your romantic side, it's literally her ideal relationship coming true. Being courted and loved and feeling all special...God, she adores it.
Rambles to the others about your romantic gestures all the time and will hit in the face with her boot anyone who dares call you cheesy ^^
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kougiri · 11 months
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※ℬ𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑜𝓊 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓎 𝒟𝑜𝑔𝓈
ɴsғᴡ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ[ᴊᴏᴜɴᴏ sᴀɪɢɪᴋᴜ x ᴅᴏᴍ ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ɪᴛ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. ɴᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴍᴘʀᴇss ᴍᴇ.[ғʏᴏᴅᴏʀ ᴅᴏsᴛᴏᴇᴠsᴋʏ x sᴜʙ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] sғᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ɴsғᴡ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴇᴛᴄʜᴏᴜ. ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟ?[ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ ᴏsᴀᴍᴜ x ᴅᴏᴍ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ɪ’ᴍ ᴀ ᴅɪsᴇᴀsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ʀɪᴅ ᴏғ.[ғʏᴏᴅᴏʀ ᴅᴏsᴛᴏᴇᴠsᴋʏ x ᴅᴏᴍ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ? ʟᴇᴛ’s ʀᴇsᴛᴀʀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ.[ғʏᴏᴅᴏʀ ᴅᴏsᴛᴏᴇᴠsᴋʏ x ᴅᴏᴍ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ʙᴇ ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪs sᴛɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴀғᴛᴇʀᴀʟʟ.[ʙsᴅ x sᴜʙ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]
sғᴡ ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ[ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ ᴏsᴀᴍᴜ x ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] sᴜɢᴀʀ ʀᴜsʜ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴs[ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ ᴇᴅᴏɢᴀᴡᴀ x ʀɪᴄʜ ᴋɪᴛsᴜɴᴇ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ғɪʀsᴛ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀɴɢᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs[ᴀᴅᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ, ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ[ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ ᴇᴅᴏɢᴀᴡᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ’ᴠᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴡɪɴ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ[ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ ᴇᴅᴏɢᴀᴡᴀ x ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴘᴀʀʀɪɴɢ ʙᴇɢɪɴ![ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ ᴇᴅᴏɢᴀᴡᴀ x ʀɪᴄʜ ᴋɪᴛsᴜɴᴇ ᴍᴀʟᴇʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ)ʏᴏsᴀɴᴏ ᴀᴋɪᴋᴏ)]
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※𝒥𝑜𝒿𝑜'𝓈 ℬ𝒾𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒜𝒹𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒
ɴsғᴡ sᴀʏ ɪᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴀᴍᴏʀᴇ.[ɢɪᴏʀɴᴏ ɢɪᴏᴠᴀɴɴᴀ x ᴅᴏᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ᴊᴜsᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ.[ᴍɪsᴛᴀ ɢᴜɪᴅᴏ x ᴅᴏᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] sғᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏs[ᴀʙʙᴀᴄᴄʜɪᴏ ʟᴇᴏɴᴇ x ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ɪ'ʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ʀɪᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ[ᴛʀɪsʜ ᴜɴᴀ x ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ.[ɢɪᴏʀɴᴏ ɢɪᴏᴠᴀɴɴᴀ x ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ᴏᴠᴇʀɢʀᴏᴡɴ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ[ɢɪᴏʀɴᴏ ɢɪᴏᴠᴀɴɴᴀ x ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ʏɪᴘᴇᴇ[ᴛɪᴢɪᴀɴᴏ x ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x sǫᴜᴀʟᴏ]
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sғᴡ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs [ᴊᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴏɴᴅᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ᴡɪᴘ ʜᴀ ʟғ-sɪʙʟɪɴɢs [ᴍᴏʀɪᴀʀᴛʏ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ!] ᴡɪᴘ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sɪsᴛᴇʀ~ [ ᴍᴏʀ ɪᴀʀᴛʏ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ!] ᴡɪᴘ
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