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Bucci gang x Reader Headcanons

Baking Their S/o A Valentines Surprise

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Giorno Giovanna

Giorno would do his best to impress you so he's baking you a four tier double chocolate cake with valentines sprinkle's

He would plan out the sweet treat a week ahead to make sure he bought the best ingredients on the market

He's really good at baking and decorating desserts

He spent two days creating this lovely cake for you

He'll wear a cute pink floral apron with ladybug oven mitts

He got you a gift bag full of items you've had your eyes on for months

Giorno would wear a nice suit since he'd take you to a garden date after you both enjoy the cake

When presenting the cake to you he has a smile on his face and he went above and beyond by growing a vase of red roses too

Your glowing smile made all the time and effort he put into this surprise for you worth it

If you comment how delicious the cake is his eyes gleam with joy as he gives you a charming smile and kiss to your forehead

Narancia Ghirga

Narancia isn't the best cook but he can bake cookies, cakes, and brownies easily. He'll decide to bake you some vanilla cupcakes decorated in pink frosting and topped with conversation heart candies

He'd be rapping while listening to loud rap on his stereo. He'd dance as he's waiting for the cupcakes to bake or cool down.

Since you're not home he'd grab his gift he bought you from a music store. He'll have it ready for you by the cupcakes.

As he is decorating he's hoping for a hug and kiss from you

Once you're home you're greeted by an eager Narancia with a tower of Valentines cupcakes. His lips are puckered up causing you to giggle and kiss him. He combed his hair and wore cologne for you! He's so cute.

He'll watch as you enjoy your cupcake opening his gift for you

Your appreciation means a lot to him so he's so happy when you give him a hug

He's taking you on a movie date so he hopes you're ready for junk food and a movie together

Bruno Bucciarati

Of course he'd be a good baker. He'd bake your favorite type of cake then decorate it in a lovely Valentines theme topping it with a heart shaped store bought cookie

The man may be a capo but he made time for you since its Valentines day

He'll wear a zipper themed apron and his hair is in a bun as he is working on your cake. Smooth jazz is playing on his record player as he thinks about you. He misses you so much.

His apron is pretty dirty since he made you dinner too. He was sure to make your favorite meal. This man will surprise you with a romantic candle lit dinner with wine glasses and rose petals.

As he waits for the cakes to cool down he gets ready for you. He'll wear a suit and put his best suit on. He wants to impress you so of course he is going above and beyond.

After he is done getting ready the zipper apron is back on and he decorates while his stand cleans up the kitchen

The moment you arrive home Bruno greets you in the sweetest tone with a pet name. As your eyes widen at such a surprise his smile radiates the room.

You're no match against his arms wrapping around you. You thank him for everything with kiss.

He pushes your chair in for you and starts serving you the food he made. He's sure to remind you to leave room for the cake he made you. Your eyes light up seeing your favorite food and such a marvelous cake.

Bruno is happy to see you enjoy his cooking and the slice of cake he served you. You thank him with lots of kisses

Guido Mista

This man is a foodie and sure loves to cook. He will take inspiration from circus animal cookies and recreate them into heart shaped cookies for you. He'll top them with Valentine's sprinkles.

He thought cookies would be best so the leftovers could be easily saved in a cookie jar for later

He's got a chef hat and red zebra print apron whistling as he listens to the radio.

It takes him time to coat the cookies in the melted chocolate but he knows they'll turn out fine

After he is done decorating he'll write you a note, "Happy Valentines, sweetheart I baked you cookies. I'll be in the living room shortly. I have snacks and a movie waiting for you. Be there in a bit. Your man Mista-"

He takes a shower making sure he chose an expensive body wash. He wants cuddles after all

You try some cookies once you arrive home. His note didn't go unnoticed so you head to the living room.

You soon see Mista standing in front of you in a new pair of striped pants. He's shirtless with his arms out wide open for you.

As you're in his arms be sure to compliment him or fondle him. He loves it. He'll hold you in his arms as you both watch movies together.

If you thank him for the cookies or praise his baking he kisses your forehead and sweetly tells you, "Happy Valentines, love you babe"

Fugo Pannacotta

Fugo will choose a difficult dessert such as macaroons but he planned it a week prior so he's prepared

He will want them to be perfect! The heart shapes must be perfect too. He'll even give you three different fillings for each! If the heart shaped macaroons aren't symmetrical then he will redo them as many times as it takes

He bakes in the cutest red strawberry print apron with a small low ponytail showing off his strawberry earrings in the process. He'll also have the cutest matching baking mittens too.

He will read a book as he waits for them to bake and cool down

He'll think of different imagines of you reacting to your surprise. Murmuring responses to himself. "Yes belleza all for you!", "Oh you like my macaroons? What's that? A kiss?"

His favorite are secretly the beige colored macaroons with the red roses and lettering filled with, "I love you". He loves his handwriting and gets bashful about telling you he loves you

He'll neatly place them on a strawberry plate beside a large vase of flowers for you. He'll make sure they're your favorite type of flowers

When you arrive home and see the surprise he has such a pleased expression. His smile is super humble upon hearing your compliments. He hopes you kiss him.

If you do he starts to get love drunk. Half lidded purple eyes with a visible small blush.

He's so happy seeing your reactions to the flowers and dessert he made you

You two will watch a movie together while enjoying the macaroons.

Leone Abbacchio

Abbacchio isn't much of a cook but he's decent when he wants to be. His baking skills are decent too. He desired to make the cookies because acts of service are his love language. He'll decide to make you sugar cookies

He'll make a small batch of the cookies decorating them in a nightmare before Christmas theme. He wants to be a little romantic and reference the couple from the movie. He hopes you understand the implication. He is a man of few words after all

His hair is in a ponytail as he bakes. He won't wear an apron but he will listen to music as he bakes and decorates the cookies

It took him quite a bit of time to decorate so he sure hopes you enjoy them.

He plans to take you to a restaurant when you arrive home

When you arrive and compliment or thank him he's eating up the attention. He will smile if he receives affection from you.

He got you a black rose and compliments you

If he see's you enjoy one he'll be happy. He isn't as into sweets so he won't try one

He'll undo his ponytail and ask you to get ready to go out. He's surprising you with your favorite restaurant

Trish Una

She decides to bake you some pink sugar cookies bars with cream cheese frosting and valentine's sprinkle's.

She has a very girly pink apron with her stereo playing her favorite CD. She sing's along as she bakes. Her sweet voice is so beautiful as she sings.

She'll have a big smile on her face as she thinks about you. She'll ever so often look over to the gift bag she has ready for you. It will have two expensive presents inside

She decides to bake you some pink sugar cookies bars with cream cheese frosting and valentine's sprinkle's.

She has a very girly pink apron with her stereo playing her favorite CD. She sing's along as she bakes. Her sweet voice is so beautiful as she sings.

She'll have a big smile on her face as she thinks about you. She'll ever so often look over to the gift bag she has ready for you. It will have two expensive presents inside

Trish will start singing about romance as she is frosting the cookie bars. She touches up her makeup and changes into a sexy dress.

Her lovely green eyes light up upon hearing you arrive at the door. She greets you by serenading you. She's feeling flirty if you get bashful or in a romantic mood. She will give you a kiss and direct you to her surprise.

Any response from you gives her joy. If you compliment her look she'll want affection. She'll love to see your reaction to the presents she bought you. If you greet her with a bouquet or gift she'll kiss and hug you as thanks

Afterwards you two are going to a high end restaurant in her limo

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[matcha-narancia]

hello! hope you’re having a good day so far 🧡 unfortunately, i haven’t had the best day. when i came home from college this afternoon, my dad told me that my mom sadly passed away 😞 it’s already been hard trying to process her passing ‘cause everytime i see photos of her, i can’t help but tear up (one part of me even wishes that this was all some horrible nightmare and i’d wake up to see her healthy and happy) and it’ll definitely take awhile before i can fully move on. i was wondering if i could have some headcanons of the bucci gang comforting their crush or (s/o) whose mother passed away? if this is upsetting/triggering for you, feel free to ignore this <3 ty anyway!!

Bucci Gang Comforting their S/O Whose Mother has Passed Away

𝐀/𝐍: Hi there, I’m so sorry to hear that. Lose can really be tough and you should take as much time as you need for yourself. Of course you can request this, and while its small, I do hope these hcs help you. Thank you hun, and sending love your way!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): Mentions of passing (for reader and bucci gang)

Bruno Bucciarati 

- He understands the difficultly of loosing a loved one, especially with the life he and the others live. They’ve all lost someone important to them in some regard, and so he wants you to know first off that they will never judge you for your reaction and how long it takes for you to move on. 

- From then on, Bucciarati will naturally gravitate to your side, taking your hand in his and gently holding it as you walk, grabbing your favorite comfort items while out and giving them to you when he gets back, holding you and letting you talk about whatever it is you’d like to share about the situation.

- He’s not one to push for you to share information on it either. He understands your mother passing could be something you would need to talk about, or something you’d prefer not to share, so he stays patient and allows you to decide. Still, no matter what you choose, his arms are always open for you, and he’ll stroke your hair and whisper to you on how strong you are or what you all could do to honor your mother. 

Leone Abbacchio 

- The minute he hears the news, his first thought is to hold you, ground you and make sure you’ll be there in his arms. He’s gone through loss as well, his partner, and he knows just how bad he coped with his death. He doesn’t want you to go through the same hopelessness he once felt.

- Abbacchio isn’t one for words, so he settles on mostly physical affection with the occasional comfort gift to you. He doesn’t want to bombard you with nice things just to make you feel better, he knows that won’t help with the loss, so most often he just holds you. If you don’t want to speak of it, that’s alright, and if you do, then he’ll let you talk for as long as you need to. He may even ask a few questions as well.

- Lastly, he is going to stick by you a lot. It is an instinct of his, one that’s also gotten more prominent with the gang. He understands you may need privacy however, and wants you to let him know if he ever is being overbearing, or if you ever want to be comforted by someone else. He promises he won’t take it personally, he knows he can’t be able to help all the time, and will always give you a kiss on the forehead whenever you part. 

Narancia Ghirga 

- I feel like Narancia is the type of partner who feels that sharing the pain of situations helps. He trusts you, trusts you and has shown his vulnerability. He’s told you of his own mother’s passing, and how that affected him, so when he hears you tell him the same he will immediately feel just as you are in the moment. 

- He, like the others, also shows his support in physical affection, he’s always been that way. In the following months, you know you can always come home and collapse into his arms. He’s often got a tendency to be loud too, but he stays quite in case you want to talk or just want some peace and quiet. 

- While Narancia is still limited in what he can do, I do feel like with your permission, he’d do something nice to honor your mother. Perhaps he gets a favorite item of hers nicely displayed for you, or maybe he dedicates a seat to her at the restaurant they always would get together at. He regrets not being able to take her there much, if at all, but hopes maybe in a way she’ll be with you in spirit that way

Guido Mista

- Mista’s family was never around, the gang was all that he had until you came around, and then you and the rest of your family became his as well. When he hears from you how your mother’s passed away, he can’t help but let the tears fall. 

- I feel like he’d be good at comforting with his words. He’ll hold you if you want and he’ll let you know just how much he loves you and your strength in dealing with the situation. If it gets too serious though he may switch to funny stories involving your mother and him. He’s good at lightening the mood, and doesn’t want the only thing that comes to mind when you mention your mother to be sad thoughts. 

- He’ll definitely surprise you with something your mother actually gifted him. What it is really depends on what your mother was like, but I feel like he would have kept it all this time just to show you. He keeps it somewhere safe, but special, and if you ever need comfort he’ll grab it, sit with you and let you relax or speak. 

Pannacotta Fugo

- While family is a strange concept for Fugo, he knows just how upsetting it can be to experience lose. His immediate family may have been distant, but his grandmother was his everything. When she passed it felt like his world was falling, and he doesn’t want that for you, not one bit.

- He’s awkward in his words and is iffy on touch, but he knows you, and so he gets over his insecurities because he knows you may need him. He’ll place a hand on your back and let you lean on his shoulder, asking you how you’re feeling and if you’d like to talk. Its fine if you don’t want to either, he’ll just gently rock you both for a while. 

- I feel like he’s the type of person to habitually pick up the things you mentioned about your mother after her passing and keep them with him. Say for instance you mention a book she liked, Fugo will pick it up from the library, read it through, and give it to you, or if you mention a dish she liked, then Fugo may suggest you try and prepare it together. He figures maybe finding the things she loves will help to remember and honor her. 

Giorno Giovanna

- Giorno hasn’t exactly had the best family situation growing up, but when you introduced him to your own family, they took to him almost immediately. Your mother in particular adored him, and so he’s just as heartbroken as you to hear she’s passed away.

- Definitely there for you whenever you need him. It doesn’t matter if he’s got important business with Passione, he’s handing off whatever task it is to the others so he can be by your side. Of course he’ll respect if you want to take care of things on your own, but expect lots of texts from him asking if you’re alright and if you need him and the rest of the gang to get you anything/do anything for you. 

- I feel as though Giorno would actually be one to comfort you with gifts mostly. However, they’re not super extravagant things or anything superficial. He gets you gifts from the heart, gifts he gets because he remembers a comment you made passing a shop how a certain item reminded you of your mother, or gifts he remembers you said your mother loved. While he’s not the best with touch, his remembrance serves him well in this, and he does hope these gifts can in a way keep your mother with you. 

Trish Una

- She may not be the best with words, but she understands. Her own mother had raised her her entire life, and when she died and Trish was thrust into a dangerous and unfamiliar world it was terrifying. She knows your mother passing can’t be easy, and so she’s there with you every step of the way.

- I feel like Trish is also one to surround you both with things your mother loved after her passing. If she’s ever dropped the name of her favorite flower, then you’ll start to see vases of it pop up around the gang’s base. If she mentions her favorite meal, expect it waiting warm on a plate for you when you get back, and if she’s ever mentioned a favorite show or movie, it’ll be on for you both to watch with the lights dimmed. Trish hopes it’ll helps.

- Lastly, she definitely asks if you need any help going through belongings, especially since items can be hard to sort through and she hopes to find an heirloom from your mother to you. She likes being able to see your family’s history through stuff you have, and you two definitely have fun imagining what am item was used to do or make or when it was from. If your mother has any clothes then Trish will be very particular in saving them. She washes them delicately and hangs them up with protective covers, and whenever you want to see them she’ll be more than happy to take them out for you! She loves keeping items from your mother to cherish.

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[hoetachi]

Hi can I request a Team Bucciarati react to seeing thick!black(fem) reader twerking for the first time?😭

In a Circle? — Team Bucciarati (BRUNO,MISTA)

BRUNO was in the middle of lecturing mista and narancia about tormenting abbacchio while he was sleep when he noticed the slight tremors of some the vases around the living room along with the muffled melodies. he looked around to try to pin point where the noise was coming from but then realized how you were telling him earlier today how you had the best day ever. making his way upstairs to be the unfortunate rain on your parade, however quickly stopped as he slightly peep through your door.

‘GIRL you look good wontchu back that ass up..’ was playing loudly in your speakers as you twerked in front of your mirror, making one cheek move at a time as you watched yourself proudly. mentally he couldn’t understand how you were doing it, but he was happy that you were that happy to express yourself that way. “i’ll leave her be for now” he whispered quietly as he sneakily closed your door

MISTA was just vibin’ as usual, playing around with different songs, really trying one to put him in the mood to get up and get active but nothing was coming through speakers that he liked personally. he decided to finally give up and pass him phone to you to find something for him and you pondered for a bit before a light bulb went off in your head.

YOU quickly typed in the search bar and clicked on the first video that popped up. a foreign beat erupted speakers, which caught his attention a little bit but once you got up that’s when his attention really started to peak. you pulled up your tights a little bit as you got ready to move to the best. ‘slow down… grab the wall.. wiggle like you tryna make yo ass fall off’, as soon as that beat drop he was immediately in a trance as you threw it in a circle. he could’ve sworn he saw your panties peek every once in a while.

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[fandoms-are-my-friends-1321]

Adoring Stands

Here’s another JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure fanfic! I love Mista with my whole heart, and I came up with this idea the other day and had to write it down. As always gif and characters are not mine, and if anyone would like to make a request, please feel free to ask!

Description: Guido Mista’s stand, Six Bullets, absolutely adore the reader, and they love to show the bullets affection in return. When Mista tries to rest after an exhausting mission, he is greeted by an adorable sight.

Warnings: cursing, mentions of fighting and violence from the mission, otherwise none (if I miss something though, don’t be afraid to point it out!)

After a successful mission, the Bucciarati gang loved to go back to the Libeccio for a five course dinner. Bruno spared no expense when it came to boosting the moral of his comrades, and each person took their seat in their usual spots. Abbachio sat to Mista’s left, his headphones playing classical music as he drank from his wine glass. To Mista’s right was Y/N L/N, the newest member of the team, followed by Fugo and Narancia. Bruno and Giorno sat across from Y/N and Mista.

“Excellent work today, Y/N. I must say your fighting skills continue to impress me.” Bruno commented as he took a bite from his garlic bread.

Y/N gave a slight smile as they bowed their head in respect. “Thank you, Bucciarati, but the mission would have failed without the help from the rest of the team.”

“Come on, don’t be so modest! You totally kicked that stand user’s ass.” Mista playfully nudged Y/N in the ribs, and they returned the favor by punching him in the shoulder. Narancia snickered at Mista and Y/N’s antics, and the rest shared knowing looks. The chemistry between the two of them had always been present, and the others loved to tease Mista about when he would make an actual move.

“What are you laughing at, uomo idiota?” Mista asked as he glared at Narancia. 

The younger boy laughed even harder as he twirled spaghetti around on his fork. “It’s nothing, Mista. You’ll figure it out eventually.”

The group continued to eat in silence, or it was silent until Mista’s stand, Six Bullets, complained about their own hunger. They all tried to climb up onto Mista’s plate to steal some of his food, except for Number Five, who had been punched by Number Three and knocked back onto the table. Number Five rubbed his swollen gold cheek as he started to cry, but Y/N quickly scooped them up into their hand.

“Easy now, Number Five, there’s no need for tears. Number three may pick on you, but you are just as valuable as the other bullets. Here, I saved you a little something.” Y/N offered part of their tiramisu cake to Number Five, and the bullet squealed happily as it pulled the dessert off the fork. Number Five quickly shoved the coffee-flavored cake into their mouth before the others caught them in the act.

Number Five hurried back to the group, and they whispered to Number One the kind deed that Y/N had done, hoping to earn some brownie points with the leader of the group. Of course, this wasn’t the first time that Y/N had slipped the Six Bullets desserts or extra snacks on the side apart from what Mista gave them, but it still excited each of them every time.

One by one, the other bullets sneaked off to steal some tiramisu from Y/N, trying their best not to catch Mista’s attention, but he wasn’t a fool. “Y/N! I told you not to sneak extra snacks to these guys! The last thing they need is coffee, especially since I will be the one dealing with the aftermath.” Mista shook his head, but Y/N simply giggled as they looked towards the Six Bullets.

“Do you all promise me you won’t trouble Mista? I would appreciate it if you take it easy on him, and if you behave, I might be able to spare a macaron or two.”

“We promise, Y/N!” The bullets replied in unison, causing Mista to shake his head at them, but Y/N noticed the start of a smile on the Italian’s face. After lunch came to a close, the Bucciarati gang headed back to their secluded hide out to rest. Bruno told them that it would be better if everyone lay low for a while in case other enemy stand users were still searching for them. Fugo and Narancia sat down on the couch in the common room of their hideout since Fugo promised that he would help Narancia with arithmetic problems. Bruno sat at the table by the window drinking a cup of tea and recording the details of the mission. Abbacchio sat across from Bruno listening to Monteverdi, taking a moment to reach across the table and take hold of Bruno’s hand. The capo smiled at the gesture and rubbed his thumb against the back of Abbacchio’s hand. Giorno worked on trimming a bonsai tree that had been a basket a few moments earlier before he transformed it with Golden Wind. The atmosphere radiated with tranquility, that is until Mista started pacing the floor.

The flirty interaction between him and Y/N was not the first, and yet the more time that passed the more that Mista felt something growing deep in his chest. It felt warm and comforting, but at the same time it made his stomach twist into nervous knots. The others told him numerous times that the feelings he experienced each moment he stood beside Y/N was love, but Mista still had some uncertainty. What if Y/N flirted with him for fun? It wouldn’t be the first time someone played with his feelings and left when boredom took over. “I’m going to go lay down for a while. Maybe some rest will help clear my head.” Mista walked down the hall and opened the door to the room he typically slept in.

Mista expected to see an empty bed, but the sight in front of him made his heart leap with joy and astonishment. Y/N laid on their back, their favorite blanket tangled over their legs as their eyes remained closed. The Six Bullets were curled up on Y/N’s chest, also in deep states of sleep. Number Five snored lightly as they nuzzled into the soft fabric of Y/N’s shirt. Mista grinned from ear to ear at the sight in front of him, and he thought to himself that this moment was sweeter than the chocolate cake he had for dessert that afternoon.

Trying his best not to wake Y/N or any of the Six Bullets, Mista crept over to the dresser and sat his hat on the oak furniture, running a hand through his curly locks. He crossed over to the side of the bed that looked the most spacious and settled into the spot. Mista leaned over and lightly touched Y/N’s shoulder. “Hey, you’re hogging my bed, bellissima.”

Y/N let out a groggy mumble as they opened their eyes. Their chest felt heavier than usual, and as soon as they looked down to see what was causing the weight difference, they noticed that the Six Bullets were still snoozing away. “I’m so sorry, Mista,” Y/N apologized. “I thought you were busy, and these guys were ready for their nap, so I offered them a comfortable place to rest. It appears I dozed off myself.”

Mista brushed the back of his knuckles against Y/N’s cheek, causing them to blush. “No need to apologize, especially after the ass kicking you did during our mission today. You deserve the rest, and clearly my Six Bullets are in the same boat.” It was Mista’s turn to blush as he glanced away to look out the window. “They really seem to like you Y/N, adore you is more accurate, and they aren’t the only ones who adore you with all their heart.”

Y/N gasped at Mista’s confession, but they could feel their heart swell with joy from his sentimental words. Y/N had developed feelings for Mista months ago, but after so many failed relationships, they thought that it would be impossible for someone like Mista to reciprocate the feelings. They reached for his hand, and Mista turned back to face Y/N. “I think you should lay down and rest a while too, Mista. I would say that you look even more attractive when you are exhausted, but I wouldn’t dare lie to the person I’ve had a crush on for months.”

A chuckle rumbled from Mista’s chest as he reclined on the bed and wrapped an arm around Y/N’s waist, pulling them closer into his warm embrace. The Six Bullets seemed to enjoy the extra warmth from Mista’s sweater as well, and for once in a long time, Mista felt at peace. “I’m glad to hear that you would not lie to me, tesoro, because now that you have confessed your feelings too, I will be by your side for as long as I live.”

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Y/N hummed as their eyes drooped shut, sleep taking over once again. Mista fell into his own peaceful dreams, but none of them could compare to his current reality where his dream had already come true.

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[mrsgiovanna]

Team Bucciarati reacting to their s/o saying "I love you"

Listen, this is just me brainrotting, it started off with me crying over Gio probably not hearing those words said to him and how he'd react and then snowballed into thinking about small scenarios with the gang

Bruno Bucciarati

Hand in hand, walking on the promenade, with the pretty Naples sunset as your backdrop... that's how you said it...

"I love you, Bruno" you said with a soft smile. He managed to remain stoic and elegant as the wind mussed up his usually immaculate hair. You could tell he had been moved by the way the blush dusted his and the tip of his ear when he moved a stray lock of hair. His grip on your hand tightened as he turned you to face him fully. Taken with how your form glowed, limned by the setting sun, he cups your cheek and returns the words with more affection in his eyes than you've ever seen before.

"I love you too... I had this moment planned out in my head, but that doesn't even come close to this,"

It was your turn to blush, your sudden shyness earning a small chuckle from Bruno, a small tug towards him saw you hiding your face in his chest, the moment was perfect, nestled in the arms of the one who knew you best.

Giorno Giovanna

What started as a simple act to make chocolate chip cookies to quell Giorno's craving had disintegrated into the floury, chocolatey mess you both were in. Your breath mixed with his as you looked up to try and dust the flour off his face and his hands ghosted over the chocolate smudges on your face before he decided it would be better (and tastier) to kiss them away. With giggles wracking your body and tears threatening to spill, the words left your lips and his life was never the same again. Over and over, it resounded in his mind... "I love you Giogio..."

Your laughter tapered off when you heard his breath hitch and saw his eyes shine. You were no stranger to his past and knew he wasn't the best at receiving affection just yet. Cupping the sides of his handsome face you reassure him with a smile, "you don't have to say it back, just know that I do... more than anything." The affection in your gaze coupled with the gentle way in which you spoke made him feel truly loved and gave him the courage to say it to you too.

"No no, I love you too... so much... I'm not the best at these things, but I feel thd same way... wait, I'll say it in the best way I know, close your eyes" he said as he started to glow and the utensils around you had turned into flowers. He quickly arranged them to spell it out and asked you to open your eyes with a kiss... where words had failed him, his gestures were unmatched.

Leone Abbacchio

Wine flavoured kisses in the arms of the one you loved most... lazy Sunday afternoons were your favourite time in the week. Sitting with your legs across his lap sharing a pair of headphones, neither of you were particularly interested in the music that played. You played with his hands rambling about how yours fitted so perfectly in his, played with his hair and marveled at his chiseled face... he was perfect and he was yours, just as you were his.

"Leone?" He answered you with a low hum,just as he did the first five times.

"I love you!" He froze for a second before smirking with a witty comeback

"A terrible decision really," you knew he meant it as a joke so you played along, "You're not my dad, stop lecturing me"

"Oh? That's not what you said- "

"Oh just shut it, I don't know why-" he silenced you with a kiss and simply said, "I love you too,"

Pannacotta Fugo

Fiercely intelligent and talented, Pannacotta was the most interesting person you knew. You knew of his troubled past and momentary outbursts, however you had also seen the genuine kindness and wit that existed within him as well. From then on, it became your mission to help this beautiful man see himself the way that you saw him. You listened to him as he played a melody on the piano that occupied the far corner of the sunroom. He had recently taken up the instrument again and you were enamored by how effortlessly he was able to make music that spoke directly to your soul. Transfixed by the music and by how handsome he looked while concentrating that much, you walked over to him as if the notes themselves had moved your feet and lavished him in praises once he had stopped. It was so endearing to watch how his cheeks flushed at your compliments.

"You're the most talented person ever, I love you Panna," you say as you wiggled your way into the space next to him on the bench, smiling your gentlest smile. The gentle flushed had turned to crimson as he searched for his words to reply. "I... I love you too..." amethyst eyes met yours, and your heart fluttered forcing you to look away for a moment to still your erratic heart. It was his turn to admire your flustered self, placing a chaste kiss on your lips.

Guido Mista

Stumbling your way around the VIP lounge at Naples finest club, you both inched your way through the crowd to get to the entrance. His arm protectively around your waist, flustered expressions on each of your faces, you were proud to be on his arm and he was just as taken with you. Finally outside, you decide to go home rather than going to another spot. He opens the door for you, and helps you into his fancy sportscar before entering the drivers side of the vehicle. Along the drive home, he kept looking at you to make sure you were okay, you kept throwing flirtatious glances his way, chalking it up to the drinks that were swimming around in your system.

"Doin' alright there, dollface?" You grasped the hand rested on your leg and replied that you were fine, glad to be away from the crowd and just with him. He always knew when your social batteries needed recharging, in fact he was in tune with most if your moods and it astounded you.

"I love you Guido, I love you so much," he looked at your doe-eyed expression with a confident grin, "of course princess, I love me too". You were about to fling his hand off your leg when he pulled into the driveway of his villa, switched the car off and grasped be sides of your face and said it back to you. You still sulked, but he'd remedy that by kissing you until he got to see your smile.

Narancia Ghirga

If sunshine was personified, it would take it his form. Fun-loving by nature, there was never a dull moment with Narancia, and you had cherished every moment with him, just as he did with you. You had been cleaning each other off after a particularly intense paintball session, his soft curses directed at Mista about how you could've gotten hurt not escaping your attention, when you were reminded of the other side of him. The other side of Narancia, the caring side that would see him put himself in danger if it meant saving you, and the flood of affection hit you, "Its okay baby, see? It's fine" you reassured him, cupping the sides of his face. Seeing the worry dissolve and give way to his usual sunny smile was enough to confirm it for you.

"I love you, Nara ♡" you say, hands linked around his neck playing with his hair. He instinctual pulls you into a tight hug and mumbles his affirmations about how much he loves you into your shoulder. He wishes he was the first to say it but this moment was perfect as it was, all because it was you.

#giorno x reader #giorno giovanna x reader #giorno giovanna x y/n #bruno bucciarati x reader #bruno buccellati x reader #guido mista x reader #mista x reader #fugo x reader #pannacotta fugo x reader #narancia x reader #narancia ghirga x reader #leone abbacchio x reader #abbacchio x reader #jjba x reader #jojo x reader #team bucciarati #giorno giovanna #jojo no kimyō na bōken

[princelylove]

Have you ever written anything with Abacchio? I feel strong yandere vibes from him. Controlling and mean, not ready to compromise type of vibes. Obsessed yet detached. Would you be willing to share some headcanons with us? Thank you!

I think I did write for him once, but not a lot. In my head Leone and Guido are roommates, and Bruno, Pannacotta, and Narancia live together somewhere else. Bruno’s all “These are my sons.” but Leone and Guido see each other more like a “guy who I happen to live with, mutual trust.” kind of thing. Leone’s a bit of an outsider (Absolutely no one in Team Bucciarati likes cops, even if Leone is an ex-cop.), I think I’m still working out how I’m interpreting him. 

Leone is a cold, mean man. He acts disinterested in you, he might even pretend you just don’t exist. But is that really how he wants to be? I think Leone’s temperament depends on how badly his depression is affecting him, whether you’re in public or private, and how comfortable he is with you in general. He’s… a bit moody, pun not intended. 

A totally comfortable and reassured Leone would treat you like his savior. But he’s just too prideful to really admit that, especially if you’re not in a relationship, so he keeps that to himself. Those are his private thoughts, ones he won’t express until much later on in your relationship. You’re the only thing keeping him going, the thing that gets him up every morning. I said this in that alphabet ask request I did, “Leone loves to just sit and watch you. He gives you space, careful not to step on your metaphorical toes, and just sits quietly to watch. He won’t look away if you look over while he’s giving you that stupid, lovestruck stare. He’s so lucky he gets to witness you.” and I really do hold firm on it. When you’re alone, Leone’s face changes so much, if he’s in the mood to show you how utterly obsessed he is. He doesn’t mean to get in your way, please, continue what you’re doing. Don’t mind him.

And Christ he’s obsessed. Leone’s addicted. He doesn’t really… need to stare or even just interact with you, since he can just replay it. He pretends you’re annoying him, he wants to just sit there and listen to Monteverdi, what could you possibly have to say that’s more important than a classical genius? Shut up and eat your food, have Guido entertain you if you’re really that bored. The second you’re gone, though.. Leone’s all over his stand. He’s such a degenerate that he’ll get under the table just to see how you position your legs. God, you’re gorgeous. He’d kill to kiss your real ankle, or to drink from your glass at the same spot you did…

But Leone’s not at all ready to talk to the real you, so he won’t. He holds himself over for as long as he can this way- with placeholder you. He feels disgusting for it- piggybacking off of Narancia’s jokes and pretending your laughter was at what he had to say, holding ‘your’ hand over the table and pretending you’ve been in love forever, sitting in the place of whoever you were cuddling up to just to feel what it would be like… He really has no hard limits, Leone would replay you sleeping if he could find a safe way to do it. Does the guilt keep him up at night? Certainly. Will he stop? Never. 

Quick digression, isn’t that such a horrifying stand in a captor/victim situation? You can’t hide anything from him since he can just use his stand and replay you doing it. I’d hate him as a yandere, I love to argue. I hit him with the old reliable “I didn’t say that.” and he replays me, in fact, saying that. That’s my Hell.

And what happens in the meantime, before he’s ready to be a giant mush to you? He’s a cunt. A total dick. He’s physically present (Always physically present, for a man that “hates”  you…), but emotionally distant. He doesn’t want to be seen with you in the slightest. He goes out of his way to drive you away- he doesn’t want you to engage with him at all. If you sit down next to him he’s knocking his drink onto your lap. Won’t even apologize, unless the glass breaks. Then he’ll just snap at you to stay still. Doesn’t want the glass digging  into that gorgeous skin of yours… huh? He didn’t say anything. He’s glaring at you because he thinks he missed a piece, don’t get all worked up. (He’s staring, actually. He just looks mean.)

It’s a constant game of push and pull. Incredibly mixed messages. How are you supposed to take it when he bumps into you with enough force to knock you back (When he clearly had room to go around), but also puts his arm around you so you don’t fall while taking the train? Leone has the audacity to directly command you, but not the confidence to consistently speak to you. He wants you, badly, but can’t handle speaking to you for more  than a minute- and that’s generous. Once you finally crack him it’s like he’s an entirely different person. Doting and attentive, just not very verbally affectionate. He’s very handsy.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm busy, find someone else to play with."

#I'm still figuring out how I want this pretentious bastard to sound #yandere leone abbacchio #yandere leone abbacchio x reader #yandere team bucciarati #request granted

[loving-mista]

asking them what would they do if you died (team bucciarati angst (?)) pt 1 of 2 (bruno abbachio fugo)

being in the passione death is almost always inevitable, but how would your partner react to you asking them such a question

an: part 2 with narancia mista and gio will be up soon!

Bruno Bucciarati

you both were just lying down in each other's arms on your shared bed after a mission; you were looking at the injuries you both sustained during it and it really made you think.

"Caro, I have a question"

"what is it amore" he sat up your worried tone caught his attention

he saw the way you began to fidget with your fingers, how you were trying to gather up the courage to ask your question

he rested a hand on your shoulder and gave you a kiss on your head giving you the reassurance you needed

"what would you do if one day, I don't make it back from a mission"

he froze. he had never thought about that

as much as he hated to admit it the idea of you not coming back to him crushed him more than words could describe

to say Bruno would be devastated was an understatement whatever emotion he'd feel after not seeing you again was far worse than that.

"Amore mia if I were to lose you, i'd lose the only thing that brings hope and light to my life"

the tears welling up in his eyes along with his response were enough to make you cry

after that bruno goes on almost every mission with you, your question also made him realize that you both need to spend more time together because you never know then it would be the last

leone abbachio

you both were just hanging out when you asked him

"leone, what would you do if i don't make it back from a mission one day"

the question stopped him in his tracks; he immediately thought back to his previous partner

he couldn't handle a loss like that again, just thinking about it broke his heart

he stayed quiet for a few long seconds, he was trying to find the words that could describe it

yet his mind still lingered with the thought of him never being able to see you again

"ah nevermind its a stupid-"

he cut you off, his arms around you his chest along your back

it caught you by surprise considering he isn't the type to show affection like that

he rested his head on your shoulder and whispered to you

"cara if i ever lose you, id lose myself you mean that much to me"

he was crying now you wouldnt see but you can tell because of how his voice was breaking

you spent the rest of the day in eachothers arms

since then abbachio has been more openly affectionate.

Pannacotta Fugo

you were both patrolling the streets when you asked him

"hey fugo, if i ever dont make it back from a mission what yould you do"

this question caught him off guard, fugos face went serious

he had stopped his his tracks

"i'd kill the bastardo who did it, for taking away one of the few people i care about, one who brings sunshine to my dark days; i love you far to much to lose you"

his response brought tears to your eyes

fugo meant every word of it, he loves you way to much to lose you you mean the world to him

you've taught him so much you even helped him with his anger issues

if he lost you he would never forgive himself for letting it happen

since then you notice that fugo has been trying to show his appreciation for you more often especially with affection

#jjba narancia #narancia x reader #fugo #fugo x reader #bruno bucciarati #bruno x reader #team bucciarati #jjba x gn reader #goldenwind #vento aureo #jojonokimyounabouken #jojos #jojosbizarreadventures #jjba angst #jjba x reader angst #fugo headcanons #bruno headcanons #jojo abbacchio #leone abacchio

[rae-pss]

What if both Bruno gang and La squadra's meeting their respective future s/o when they first caught them singing in the train unknowing that they're there cause both were wearing headphones and listening on bluetooth. Especially it's this song

https://www.youtube.com/watchv=Wtj8QivyBJo&list=PLxA687tYuMWhsrnL8cdA6tfYDew6rZrOt&index=21

— RAE'S NOTE; the song is barbie dreams by fifty fifty in case anyone is wondering it. i don't think if i've understood it to its fullest, but let's say, reader is on a train singing that song and that's the first time la squadra/bucci gang member meet them.

they know the song, either because of the movie or because they like the artists, and they'd sing it with you maybe at a low or higher level.

—mista, narancia, gelato, formaggio

they look at you with interest but don't do much else. may lock eyes with you once and gift you a small smile.

—bruno, giorno, trish

they are somewhat bothered by the sound of your singing voice, they would prefer you to be quiet.

—prosciutto, abbacchio, illuso, ghiaccio, sorbet

they hear your voice sing the song unknown to them, they don't look at you but they are listening intrigued.

—melone, risotto, gelato, fugo, formaggio, pesci

turn up the volume on his headphones

—abbacchio

#— answered. #— jjba. #la squadra di esecuzione x reader #la squadra x reader #la squadra #la squadra esecuzioni #bucci gang #bucci gang x reader #risotto nero x reader #risotto x reader #prosciutto x reader #pesci x reader #ghiacchio x reader #melone x reader #illuso x reader #formaggio x reader #team bucciarati #bucciarati x reader #bruno bucciarati x reader #giorno x reader #giorno giovanna x reader #fugo x reader #guido mista x reader #leone abbacchio x reader #trish una x reader #abbacchio x reader #fugo pannacota x reader #mista x reader #narancia x reader #trish x reader

[lumibuns-blog]

hiii! hope you’re having a good day so far! i just read your recent bucci gang headcanons and i loved them! i was wondering if i could have some headcanons of the bucci gang reacting to the new fem! reader who, despite being a bit introverted and shy, actually has a motherly side to them whenever the team’s severely hurt? like as soon as the reader sees a member injured, she’s immediately rushing towards them with the first aid kit, even before giorno could do anyting LMAO. and when she has the courage, she’ll scold the member for not being careful and might ask bucciarati to send them on team missions rather than solo missions (unless necessary). bonus points: the reader’s stand is sentient and is able to talk, and sometimes the stand will even scold the bucci gang, even as far as scolding the team’s stands too 😂 (reader’s stand also has a motherly side to it so sometimes whenever one of the member’s stands is out, she’ll go up to them, just making sure they’re okay before retreating back to the reader). ty!! <33

Ahhhh this is so cuteeee I love itt

Bucci gang with a motherly reader

Bucci gang x fem!reader

Bruno absolutely adores you, he relies on you to keep the team alive because god knows they can't do it themselves

I feel like your stand would have a mind of its own, slapping people when they got hurt for doing something stupid, it's not like you were going to slap them your soul just really wanted to

On that same note just imagine your stand going up to put bandaids on someone while you're still trying to fight, it just can't help it's self

You are going to get scolded by some of the more serious members (abbaccio and fugo) for not having any sense of self preservation, you are always running records whoever's hurt not thinking about the consequences that might have on you. They might seem mad at you but deep down they're just worried too and wouldn't want anything to happen to you

While on the other side mista and naranica are always thanking you and asking for bandages or pain meds because they stubbed their toe or something like that

Giorno has accidentally called you mom before and felt super embarrassed afterwards

Tysm for requesting something these really make my day so I hope you enjoy!

#jjba #jjba fluff #jjba part 3 x reader #jojo sdc #jotaro #jotaro x reader #bucci gang #team bucciarati #bucci gang x reader

[lady-of-endless]

hello everything is fine? I saw that requests are open and I would like to know if you can write headcanons for (Risotto nero, Bruno bucciarati and leone abbacchio) with a fem! reader who is a caporegime of passion and has a stand capable of healing fatal injuries and capable of stopping time like jotaro and dio? Thank you so much.

Risotto Nero, Bruno Bucciarati, Leone Abbachio x caporegime!fem!reader headcanons

Author's Note: Died while writing Risotto's part. I enjoyed this idea so much, thank you for this request and your patience. Hope you'll enjoy it! (GIFs are not mine, I'm thanking the owners)

Risotto Nero

- He respects you for your being a caporegime but that doesn't mean that he trusts you automatically. He needs to know more about you, and he will find out more. He thinks that there might be a reason why he met you and he starts overthinking about it.

- If you decide to visit La Squadra more often, that's how you slowly earn his trust. More precisely, by how you interact with each member, and how you get along with them. He always observes from afar, with his usual familiar face. He likes that you don't seem to care about your rank and don't demand any special treatment from anyone. He also likes how you treat everyone with the same amount of respect.

- When you discuss mafia matters with him, you notice how uptight and tired he looks and it concerns you. Risotto is stunned when you change the subject to tell him that he should take care of his well-being just as much as he takes care of his men. He is moved by the softness of your gaze and tone as it's something that he thinks shouldn't exist in a mafia gang such as Passione. You turn his world upside down with this simple gesture.

- In time, exactly during those visits of yours, he starts to notice his somatic reactions to your presence. When seeing and hearing you, he's more aware of his heartbeat, the way he starts to feel hot under his outfit, and the way his body just seems to lean in (he corrects his posture right away though). Nothing gives him away.

- When learning about your Stand's healing ability, Risotto automatically thinks about how useful it would be for his team's safety. He will ask your permission to have you on speed dial if something bad happens. You surprise him again by accepting right away with no hesitation and you can tell it from how his gaze softens. His eyes are more expressive than he thinks.

- Prosciutto is the first to notice a change in Risotto as days go by and understands what is going on. He knows exactly what he's implying when he suggests to Risotto that you two should discuss those mafia matters and plans alone. Risotto sighs knowing that it's starting to get obvious but it's grateful for Prosciutto pointing it out.

Bruno Buciaratti

- It might look like you have his respect right away but in reality, it takes some time to earn the genuine form, not the forced one. However, he will always treat you right, he's always a gentleman towards a woman like you nonetheless. He will always shake your hand or even kiss it briefly when you meet. This is also a way of trying to get some reactions out of you so he can read you.

- Because he knows how your presence is more than beneficial, Bucciarati will have his ways to tempt you to spend more time with his team but that's when the chaos unleashes. He tries to instruct all to behave when you're around and surprisingly, they do. No funny businesses. It only lasts for a few minutes because Narancia and Mista decide to do something fun. Everyone can guess how it went. Bucciarati is boiling on the inside for this happening while you're there but then he hears you chuckling. Turning around with a surprised expression on his face, he sees you smiling at their antics. Seeing how you don't mind it and understand it even, he smiles too.

- In time, as he notices more of those genuine reactions from you, he looks at you in a different light. He enjoys how you're not as serious as you seemed in the beginning. His heart skips a beat when your smiles are directed at him. Plus, the others are so happy to see you all the time, it makes him happy as well.

- Finds your Stand extremely powerful but starts thinking of ways to protect your back while you're using the healing ability on others. He's very invested in ways to keep you safe during missions. You two will even decide on secret signals to know what you have to do for each other. Bucciarati is relieved to have someone as capable as you in his proximity.

- It's not a surprise for the rest of the team to see him developing feelings for you, they all thought it was about time. No one even jokes about it because they have been waiting for so long. Abbachio will always be the one to tell the others to follow him somewhere else for whatever reason just to give the two of you much-needed privacy.

Leone Abbachio

- At first, he thinks that being a caporegime in Passione might be a little too much for a woman. He's NOT a misogynist, no, but he sees it that way because in his time working as a policeman he heard many horrors women went through for being involved with the mafia.

- And so, because of this, Abbachio has questions about you, about the other caporegime, about your role. He wants to be informed, not just because he doesn't fully trust you but because he can't help but feel slightly concerned deep down. He just hopes that you can handle everything. When you prove to him how capable you are, without you even knowing, he starts to trust you more and respect you.

- However, Abbachio will never give you special treatment because you're a caporegime, he doesn't care about this title (even if later on, he starts to find it hot but he won't admit it, not even if he were on his deathbed). He cares about your true nature and how you deserve that rank.

- To Abbachio, actions definitely speak louder than words. After one mission in which he got severely injured, you happen to be there to heal him, despite his stubborn protests. Instead of getting frustrated with him, you kept your calm and helped him with great care. With this, he discovers another ability that you have, the ability to put him at ease and make him feel better inside. You've given him too much to feel. Your carefulness towards him makes him start acting slightly different to you, less disdainful and less distant. He can't deny the warmth he feels when you ask about him.

- To him, your Stand is as impressive as you, he expected it. He has questions about it and most of them are about the time-stopping ability. He thinks of ways you two can combine your abilities. When it comes to your healing ability, he just sighs and rolls his eyes thinking about the similar effect Giorno's Stand ability has. In reality, he is relieved that there's another healer that can help if anything goes wrong.

- Abbachio doesn't need anyone's help to get alone with you, he has his ways to get privacy. The others can only grin as they notice his tricks, too afraid to tease him about it. His favorite way is by lighting up curiosity. He'll make eye contact with you for a while and then whisper close to you that if you two eventually will be left alone, you should remind him that he has something important to talk to you about and then walk it off. You'll get so curious about it that you're the one who will get the two of you alone somehow. When you ask him about it, he'll just say that he can't remember at the moment but if you're already there with him you can talk about something else.

#jojo bizarre adventure #risotto nero #jjba risotto #risotto x reader #bruno bucciarati #jjba bucciarati #bucciarati x reader #leone abbacchio #jjba abbacchio #abbachio x reader #jjba part 5 #jjba headcanons #jjba fanfic #team bucciarati #la squadra #la squadra esecuzioni #golden wind #vento aureo #jjba x reader

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

Warmer

Warnings: stalking, kidnapping, noncon touching/groping, detailed sexual assault, implied noncon, Melone being creepy, Melone is a warning of his own tbh

“Fuck, what time is it?” I groaned, throwing an arm over my face to block out the sun that always managed to find its way over my curtains and into my room.

“And why’s it so cold?” I shivered, using my other hand to feel around for my blankets to pull them further up.

I always went to sleep with two blankets, but this morning I only felt one as I pulled it up to my neck and turned over.

Waking up with one blanket was not unusual with my tendency to move around in my sleep, but the smell of sweat and something earthy coming from my blanket was.

Come to think of it, my mattress felt off too… it didn’t feel soft and comforting, instead it felt like I was sleeping on cold, hard concrete with nothing but a thin layer of spongy foam under me.

Suddenly very awake, I shot up and looked around.

This was not my home….

This was not my room….

Who were these men on the floor?

Where was I?

Instead of walls with warm grey paint, the walls were concrete with chips and cracks scattered here and there.

Instead of a clean, wooden door, there was a dirty metal door leading into the room.

Instead of windows with curtains, there were windows with bars.

Instead of a bed with a soft mattress under me, and three warm blankets on top of me, I was on top of a shitty little mattress on the concrete, covered by a thin blanket with the same kind of stains as the mattress.

Instead of a mirror facing the bed with a dresser under it, there was a mirror that was built into the wall facing the ratty, stained mattress.

Thoroughly disgusted by the realisation that I had practically cuddled into unknown stains, I threw the blanket off of me and stood up, trying to figure out the best course of action.

I wasn’t sure if waking up any of the men would work, so I started towards the door, wondering if it might be unlocked.

I placed my hand on the handle and pushed, then pulled.

Neither worked.

“Y-Y/N?” A groggy voice asked.

“…hello?” I looked around the room.

A couple of the men were starting to stir, one of them was already sitting up. He seemed to be taking in the surroundings as well.

The man had black hair in a neat, black bob, and a hard expression on his face.

He seemed intimidating.

“Y/N… how did you get here?”

I turned around, noticing for the first time that there was another person in the room sitting up.

“Uh- Giorno?!” I walked over to him, crouching down in front of him.

“Hey….” Giorno smiled weakly.

“Giorno, who’s that?” A guy with a hat asked defensively, sitting up as well.

“She’s-” Giorno started, but the man cut him off.

“Get away from her! She must be an enemy!” He reached down, feeling along the top of his pants. “Where’s my gun?!”

“Why would they leave you your gun?” I shook my head.

“Mista, stand down.” The man with the black bob called. “Giorno seems to know her, I don’t think she’s an enemy. Besides, she’s in the same room we are, why would she be in here if she wasn’t in the same situation?”

“This is Y/N… we’ve been friends for a few years now.” Giorno explained. “Y/N, these are my… coworkers, Mista and Bucciarati.”

“It’s nice to meet you, though I wish the circumstances were better.” I smiled softly, reaching my hand out to the black-haired man.

“I agree.” He chuckled softly. “I’m Bruno Bucciarati.”

“Oh, you’re the Capo he talked abo- oh fuck.” I grit my teeth. “I am an idiot.”

“What?” Bucciarati asked, confused at my sudden change.

“This must be Prosciutto’s doing. I knew he looked out of place!”

“Prosciutto? Isn’t he from the hitman squad?” Mista spoke up.

“He bumped into me on the street and, out of instinct, I apologised immediately, though it was his fault. He apologised right after, and he told me not to worry about it. He introduced himself; I introduced myself; he asked me to grab coffee; I said no; we went our separate ways. After that I saw him a couple other times on the street, but I didn’t really think anything of it… god damn it.” I stood up, walking to the nearest wall and throwing a punch at full force. “Damn it!”

“What’s going on?” A man with white hair asked, standing up quickly.

“I’m going to kill him. If I see him again, I’m gonna rip his goddamn throat out with my TEETH.” I punched the wall again.

“Who are you?” He looked at me.

“Y/N, stop, you’re bleeding.” Giorno got up and grabbed my hand.

“We have more important matters, in case you haven’t noticed.” I hissed.

“Exactly, so stop getting worked up about something that you can’t do anything about now.”

“Fuck you and your emotional magic.” I panted. “Fine. What’s the move? What’re we gonna do?”

Before anybody could answer, the door creaked open, and two men entered.

One had purple hair and a sort of mask over his eyes, though there was a hole over the right one. His outfit was strange, except for the gloves it was all one piece, but the part over his torso was like a jacket, though most of the right side was missing. All of it was leather, and very form-fitting.

The man next to him was very recognisable. Blonde hair, expensive suit; this was the one who had brought us here, this was-

“Prosciutto! You bastard!” I yelled, starting towards him angrily.

“Y/N, that’s a bad idea.” Giorno held me back, struggling to keep me in place.

“I am going to KILL YOU!” I spat.

“She’s a lively one, that’s for sure.” The man in the eccentric outfit smirked.

“Don’t get too comfy there, you’re not fucking safe!”

“Are you planning to use her for anything?” He asked.

“No. I took her for two reasons. One, because she knew too much, since she was always around with that kid.” Prosciutto pointed at Giorno. “When I found out that he was the newbie, I figured I should take the girl too, just in case.”

“And the other?”

“The other reason is that I took a bit of an interest in her. She had good manners, and the way I saw her interact with others was quite nice, I never witnessed her being unkind. So gentle, so sweet… so cute.”

“Would you mind if I… got to know her a bit?”

“As long as you don’t break her, I don’t mind.” Prosciutto shrugged, walking to the door. “You can stay if you want, Melone, but I have better things to do than sit around and stare at prisoners.”

Giorno let me go as Prosciutto walked out.

“Melone?” I whispered to myself.

“Did you say something?” He was suddenly next to me.

“Damn, you’re fast.” I flinched. He chuckled at me.

“You’re Y/N, right? I must say, you’re prettier in person.” Melone murmured, practically drooling as he looked me up and down, his gaze lingering on my legs. “I thought you looked good in the photos, but they don’t even come close to the real thing.”

“Gross….” I stepped back as Melone tried to caress my cheek with the back of his hand.

“So beautiful,” Melone let out a shaky sigh as I glared at him, “oh, you’re perfect.”

“Your buddy left you alone in a room full of stand users, you really think you can win?” Mista scoffed, interrupting the creepy interaction.

“He wouldn’t have done that if they didn’t have a plan.” Bucciarati warned him.

“It’s just him, no matter what the plan is we could beat him.” The white-haired man spoke.

“Abacchio,” Bucciarati stopped him, “that’s probably what they’re betting on us thinking.”

“That’s stupid! They can’t guess what we’re thinking!” A boy with black hair frowned angrily. “Can they, Fugo?”

“Not exactly, but they definitely have something up their sleeve if he’s completely fine being in here with us.” A man with blonde hair stood next to the boy.

“Guys… why won’t my stand come out?” Mista panicked.

“Cioccolata created a special little serum for all of you,” Melone’s smile turned malicious, “your stands are useless for an entire forty eight hours.”

I hadn’t noticed before, but there was a bandage on my upper arm, probably from when they injected the serum.

“So what happens after forty eight hours? You kill us?”

“Of course not! I would never kill you, bela. After forty eight hours, another injection will be administered to each of you.”

“How does it affect our stands? I’ve never met someone able to do that before.”

“I don’t know the exact science behind it, that’s his thing.” Melone grabbed my arm. “The only science I specialise in is anatomy.”

“What?” I tried to free my arm, but Melone was much stronger than me, despite only being about an inch taller.

“Don’t worry about it, Y/N,” he cooed, pulling me in and wrapping his arms around me, “you’re safe here, you don’t need your stand.”

“Let me go.” I struggled in his grip, letting out a yelp as he moved one of his hands down to my ass.

“You’re in such good shape, Bela.” Melone sighed, squeezing the back of my thigh before scooping me up bridal style.

“Hey! Put her down!” Giorno made a move to hit Melone, but stopped quickly when Melone turned so I would’ve been the one to be hit.

“Giorno, don’t do anything stupid.” I warned him. “I can handle myself, it’s best if you don’t fight him. Think about it, he isn’t the only one here; you knock him out, then what? Who knows how many people are out there, it could end very badly for us.”

“Quick thinker, aren’t you? Selfless, too.” Melone squeezed me to him a bit harder, leaning down to whisper in my ear, “You’d make a wonderful mother.”

“A WHAT?!” I put my hands on his chest and tried to push him away, hoping he would drop me, but he didn’t even budge.

“Leave her alone! She’s not even a part of this!” Giorno shouted.

“Nonono, stop! Remember what I said, you don’t have to get hurt, just… I’ll be back.” I assured him.

“What if you don’t come back?” Mista asked.

“Well, then you’re free to be as stupid as you want, but as long as I’m alive, I’m the one who makes bad decisions around here.” I smiled slightly at the guys before Melone carried me out of the room.

“Y/N!” I heard Giorno shout.

“I’ll be fine!” I screamed back.

As soon as we were out of earshot, the facade fell away.

“Where are you taking me?” I tried to squirm out of his grip, but he just changed the way he was holding me, wrapping my arms around his neck and keeping my body against his chest with one arm, and supporting me from the bottom with the other.

Melone carried me through the hallway, stopping at a slightly ajar black door and pushing it open.

“This… is a bedroom.” My breath caught in my throat as I remembered what he had said earlier. “I’m twenty, I’m not about to be a god damn baby mama for some psycho!”

“That discussion can wait,” he set me on the bed, “I just need to get to know you.”

“My name is Y/N, you know that much, isn’t that enough?” I squirmed as he climbed on top of me.

“I want to know everything about you,” he brought his face down to mine, staring into my eyes, “I want to know every curve, I want to touch all of you, I want to taste… all of you.”

I gasped as he nuzzled his face into my neck, inhaling deeply and letting out a breath that sounded a lot like a moan.

“You smell divine.” He licked a stripe up my neck. “And your taste… is…” I felt something hard against my thighs, “di molto bene.”

“Get off of me!” I tried pushing his shoulders.

“You’re different from other women I’ve seen,” he kissed the side of my neck, “I’m not usually… so aroused by every aspect.”

My eyes watered as he reached down to lift my shirt.

“No!” I held my shirt down with my hands, but it didn’t stop him.

He just straddled my waist, using both of his hands to rip my shirt in half from the top.

“I don’t want to use my stand on you,” he placed a hand on my stomach, rubbing it fondly, “I want to do this personally.”

“I am not going to carry a child, especially not yours!”

“Of course you are,” he brushed his knuckles against my cheek, “this is meant to happen, we’re meant to be together, Y/N.”

“You’re delusional.”

“No,” his hand trailed down to my breasts, grabbing my right one and squeezing lightly, “you just don’t see it yet. You’ll understand soon, I just need to help you. What better way to open your eyes than to have a baby?”

“Aside from the fact that I’m not having your child, there are so many better ways to open my eyes than to baby trap m- what are you doing?!” I squirmed as his hand let go of my breast and moved lower, tugging at the waistband of my pants to get them off.

“Just let this happen.” He shushed me, throwing my pants to the side.

“I will not just let this-” I yelped as he reached down my panties, running a finger through my folds and frowning when it came away dry.

“It doesn’t matter,” he pulled my panties down, unbothered by the swears I threw at him as I struggled, “I wanted to taste you anyways.”

Melone leaned down, placing his lips on mine. I kept my lips pressed together tightly as he swiped his tongue across my bottom lip, but accidentally parted them slightly in surprise as he bit down.

The feeling of somebody else’s tongue in my mouth wasn’t foreign to me, but the way Melone’s tongue left no part of my mouth untouched was much different. It was just as he said, he wanted to get to know every part of me.

I gasped as he pulled away, finally able to breathe again.

Panic began to settle in and I felt my body beginning to shake as I tried to control my breathing.

Of all the times to have a panic attack, of course it would be now.

“Oh, you’re shivering! Don’t worry,” he smiled in a way that was probably meant to be reassuring, but only made me feel even more uneasy, “you’ll feel warmer soon.”

#melone x reader #yandere melone #yandere melone x reader #jojos bizarre adventure golden experience #jojos bizzare adventure vento aureo #jojos bizzare adventure x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #jojos bizzare adventure golden wind #jojo pt 5 #jjba golden experience #yandere jjba x reader #yandere jjba #jjba x reader #jjba golden wind #jjba melone #giorno x reader #jjba giorno #team bucciarati #bucciarati gang #bruno buccellati

[stardustincarnate]

Baby You're All That I Want, When You're Lying Here in My Arms // Bruno Bucciarati x Reader

GENDER-NEUTRAL READER.

SUMMARY : There is nothing that can compare to early morning snuggles with your beloved boyfriend, as well as contemplation for the uncertain future, which your boyfriend lovingly reassures you of.

WORD COUNT : 1102 words.

GENRES : fluff that transitioned into soft angst (author got a little carried away)

♡ writing commissions are open! ♡

watch out for typographical/grammatical errors.

A/N : this is my first actual jjba fanfic, so i do apologise if bruno is a bit ooc. i'm still in my jjba phase but i'm beginning to think that, oh boi, maybe this isn't just a phase anymore...

A blissful sense of tranquility blanketed this certain morning of yours, like a soft, wistful mist smothering the city and sending it to a serene, enchanted trance. You found respite at the sound of nature thriving at the hour, completely unperturbed by the activities of man and their made machines, only hummingbirds flapping their tiny wings, roosters crowing to wake the lazy up to start their day and feed them, and the shrilly songs of magpies as they traveled across the morning sky, which was painted with soft shades of yellow and purple, laden with so little clouds which produced way for the sun to beam majestically at you as it towered above the city of Naples.

You sighed in sheer contentment as the tantalizing aroma of your morning cappuccino wafted towards you, and it seemed as if it had also permeated through the curtains of your shared hotel room with your lover, Bruno, because he had begun to amble towards you while rubbing the sleep from his eyes and smiling weakly. You reciprocated the latter gesture.

"Good morning, amore."

"G'morning. Would you like some coffee?"

Bruno sat beside you on the empty upholstered chair of the hotel's balcony. As he did, he gave your forehead a quick however warm kiss, and then took your half cup of coffee which he drank to himself.

"I guess that's a yes." You chuckled fondly, sidling your chair closer to his with a sound that seemed to scrape your ears and his, which was the reason why his half-asleep state had vanished. "You can still sleep, Bruno, if you'd like. There's plenty of time before the day officially begins. You deserve to rest, especially after yesterday's mission."

"I want to spend time with you. Consider it part of my rest."

Your smile, unbidden, reached your ears by then, and it infected him vastly. He was looking at you with profound love in his eyes, and, even after only waking up, he looked godly. A ray of soft, orange sunshine dappled his ethereal physiognomy, and the cool, morning breeze gently swayed his dark hair, tendrils now billowing behind his ear. His current hairstyle, one of which the rest of his gang was not privy to, was crafted delicately by you the night before, albeit it was now a tad tousled. You had gathered his bangs, slicked them back, and made a small bun at the back—a hairstyle that seemed to only emphasize his pulchritudinous features, one which revealed his forehead, which you had been peppering with kisses the night before while he whispered sweet nothings into your ear.

Bruno wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer to him. You immediately melted under his touch—an unconscious tendency that would take over your system for every time he touched you, a touch of any sort, as if every piece of you had been made to match his in an incomprehensible, primitive level.

With your head now resting on his chest, you could feel Bruno's warm breath above your head, could feel him starting to caress your generously tousled hair, could feel him kissing the crown of your head. He had done this countless of times, but each time he did, it still felt like the first time. Nearly heart-stopping and breath-catching. It was a wonderful feeling.

"I missed you." He said. You could almost hear the frown in his tone. You knew well what he meant by that; that even if you were always seeing one another due to you being assigned to his team, moments which you genuinely enjoyed were scarce. There was always danger and anxiety. The anxiety which rooted from the question: what if one of us... suddenly goes away during one of these missions?

"I missed you too." You admitted. Suddenly, there were tears pricking your eyes. He heard the impending sobs in your voice, and so he readjusted your positions and lifted your chin up so you could meet his gaze.

"Amore, I promise you, when this is all over, when we finally defeat the boss, you won't have to endure the fear. We will have nothing to fear by then, all right? I'll arrange for us to live peacefully in the suburbs of Naples. We'll have the life that we've always wanted. It will be our own, little heaven."

You nodded, and then the floodgates broke; you began to sob. The tranquil morning made you realize a harsh reality, that there was a lot of normalcy that you and your lover had been missing out on due to the dangerous nature of your job at the mob. You only wanted all of it to end—to finally be able to live a normal life with the love of your life at one of the most beautiful cities in the world. The desperation for that kind of life was so strong, that it hurt when you realized that you still had many obstacles to go through before you could reach that point. Hadn't the seemingly endless traumas been enough for the both of you?

"Shh, don't cry. It hurts seeing you in tears." Bruno wiped the tears off your eyes with his thumb, even though his own eyes were glistening as he looked straight at you. "I know, I know that you want to live that way already. I do too, very much. But we still have to endure this life a bit, okay? Just hold on. I promise, this will all be over soon. I'm always here. Hold onto me for a bit longer, okay?"

Your eyes were still obscured with tears, but now you were smiling. Bruno never failed to give you a haven, build you a fortress against those malicious thoughts which dared to destroy you emotionally.

"Y-Yeah... I will. I love you very much, Bruno." You cupped his face, thumb gently circling over his cheeks. He did the same with you, the floodgates discernibly about to break.

"I love you more, [Y/N]. I love you so much. You mean the whole world to me. I will always protect you, so don't worry, okay?"

Bruno leaned in and kissed your forehead. He kissed it for a long time, his lips seemingly never wanting to leave your skin.

Bruno, your angel, had engulfed you in a warm embrace afterwards, and it seemed to be that you were in your own kind of heaven. No heed of the ugliness of the world and the ugliness of its people. No heed of anything else, only of each other's presence, and the beautiful present.

#jojo part 5 #jojos bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jjba #golden wind #jojo x reader #jjba x reader #golden wind x reader #bruno bucciarati #bruno buccellati #bruno bucciarati x reader #bruno bucellati x reader #jjba part five #team bucciarati #anime x reader #anime x you #jjba fluff #vento aureo

[michellenero]

A Capo's not-so-hidden secret

Abbacchio x Fem!Reader 3.6k

A/N: An enormous thanks to @jojofucker307 for giving so many great ideas, proof reading, and just all together keeping me motivated with this fic! It wouldn't be the same without your help.Please stay tuned for an alternate NSFW ending!

Cw: mentions of blood, minor description of violence, smoking, minor descriptions of nfsw pictures, fluff. Cut for length.

You knew. You could feel his eyes on you any time you walked into the room. “Was this some cruel joke?!” The thought played in your head like a broken record. Why would your capo, Bruno Bucciarati, have the hots for you? Why does he shamelessly devour you with his gaze from behind just to rip it away as soon as your eyes meet? You’ve had your fair share of eyeing up your capo, however that all stopped when you got into a relationship with your now fiance, Leone Abbacchio, Bruno’s best friend. 

The tension in the room was so thick you were practically breathing it in. The combination of Bruno’s piercing gaze from behind and Abbacchio’s growing rage to your left made you hot under the collar. You knew that if you didn’t pull Abbacchio out of there fast he would beat the hell out of his own boss. Before you can fully reach your shaking hand over to him, Leone pulls you into a heated, needy kiss. Your eyes widen and your entire body tenses up before you quickly relax and return the kiss. After breaking the kiss he sends a glare strong enough to freeze the sun directly to your capo. “Go upstairs, cara. Please.” he mumbles in your hair before pressing a kiss onto your temple. If you were in your right mind you would’ve dragged him upstairs with you to save your poor capo from any of your boyfriend’s wrath, unfortunately for Bruno, you were not. 

You nodded, unable to find the right words under his intense gaze..or was it the waxy feel of his lipstick mixing with yours…maybe the dull ache in between your legs? You weren’t sure, you quickly turned on your heels and all but ran upstairs. Luckily for you, your and Abbacchio’s shared bedroom was closest to the stairs. You know you shouldn’t but you just can’t help it! So you strain your ears as hard as you can in hopes to hear even a sliver of the conversation. The house was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. “At least the others aren’t home,” you thought to yourself letting out an amused huff. You gasp when you hear heavy footsteps crossing the room below, no doubt Abbacchio. Your heart starts racing and after a short argument with yourself about whether you should intervene or not, you hear the smooth baritone of Bruno's voice. 

“Abbacchio,” his voice low and intimidated, “stop looking at me like that.” Abbacchio barks out a laugh, so deep and genuine you couldn’t help but smile. “Stop looking at you like that?!,” he sneers, “Stop looking at Y/N like she’s some piece of fucking meat Bucciarati.” Your heart was beating so hard you could hear it in your ears. “Is he really that mad? Is this staged? God, Abbacchio, please don’t hit him!” you shook your head, pushing those thoughts to the side in favor of hearing the rest of the conversation. “Leone,” Bruno speaks again, “it not like that I–” “Shut the fuck up!” Abbacchio’s voice boomed. “You’ve been eye fucking my fiance for months! Explain yourself Bruno, we’re supposed to be friends. Why my fiance of all people?!” your brows furrowed. Did you just hear his voice crack? Was he crying? “I don't blame you caro, just please calm down,” you thought to yourself in some off chance Leone had telepathic abilities you didn’t know about. 

Maybe he did, because as soon as you finished that thought the house fell silent, so silent you hear Bruno suck in a breath through his teeth before talking. “Abbacchio, I know you’re upset, angry even,” you hear Bruno cross the room, “but you should be flattered. Aren’t you glad you have such an attractive partner, Leone?” you can practically feel the smug grin his face no doubt holds. Your jaw hangs agape, how dare he?! The godfather of your future children metaphorically spitting in your fiance’s face! “What the hell is he talking about?!” you say to yourself. Perhaps a little too loud but you couldn’t find it in you to care right now. “I am not with Y/N for her looks-” Bruno chuckles at his statement before interrupting, “But it's a plus right? I mean look at her! She’s got the perfect body, it really shouldn't go to waste on someone like you,” his words oozing venom “A man who was drinking himself to death before I took him in like a lost kitten. A man who can’t even bring himself to hold her hand in public!” he lets out an amused huff, no doubt at the red blooming across Leone’s chest as it always did when he was angry. “Come on, Abbacchio. You have pictures of her, no? No need to answer, I’ve seen them over your shoulder once or twice. Why don’t you show me? Just one.” 

There was a long pause…well, long to you. You couldn’t tell if your face was burning from embarrassment or anger, if you had to guess you’d choose the latter. You push yourself off of the wall that you were listening through and storm out of the bedroom door with the intention of giving Bruno a piece of your mind. As soon as you rounded the corner the look on Abbacchio’s face froze you in your tracks. You wanted so badly to teach Bruno a lesson on manners but your fiance needed you! You walked cautiously towards Leone, never breaking eye contact. In the blink of an eye Leone is out of his chair and has Bruno by the collar, “Leo calm down caro…” you cringe at how shaky your voice is, “please, just look at me. We can go to my apartment.  Just let him go.” Oh how you wished he would just leave it, leave Bruno there to think about what he’s done. You cautiously approach the men, suddenly acutely aware of how much larger they are than you. “Leo, baby please..” you reach for his arm trying to tug him away from the now terrified capo. “You fucking bastard.” Leone spoke barely above a whisper. 

He nudges you off of him as softly as he could while he was practically vibrating with rage. You step back feeling powerless, Bruno shoots you a pleading look that shatters your heart. “He doesn’t mean it, Abbacchio!” God damn it, why is your voice cracking? You’ve never seen him so mad, yet calm at the same time. It was honestly scary. In one swift move Abbacchio has Bruno pinned onto the ground under his knee, it’s as if you’re watching the scene unfold in slow motion. Leone raises his fist and it lands with a nauseating crack. Once, twice, three times? You lost count so long ago. Abbacchio switched from punches to kicks after his knuckles were bloodied and bruised. You’ve heard your partner scream and cuss out plenty of people plenty of times but this time was so different, so sickening. You backed yourself into a corner while sobs wracked through your body. Abbacchio’s incoherent cursing and grunts rung in your ears like a mantra. 

Your pleading fell on deaf ears, that was until you heard a car door slam outside and footsteps rushing to the door. Your eyes were puffy as you blinked away tears. There’s a flash of Mista’s ridiculously obnoxious pants rushing towards your capo and fiance. “It’s funny, I’ve always hated those pants. Now they’re the only reason I know this is over.” Your thoughts are cut short when you feel two sets of hands on your arms urging you to stand up. Gironio’s soft gaze was like a breath of fresh air, you drag your eyes to the second body, Fugo. “Y/n! Are you okay?! What the hell happened?” Fugo’s voice is panicked and breathy, “Fugo you need to calm down, do you see how scared she is?” Giorno’s voice is so soft and elegant, you envy his calm demeanor at a time like this. “I- Bruno..He-” another sob ripped through your throat. “Please! Please just stop him!” you plead with the younger men in front of you. You can still hear Abbacchio landing blows on Bruno and it's making you sicker by the minute. As Fugo scoops you in his arms you see Giorno following close behind you, blocking your view of Abbacchio.   “Narancia! Get your ass in here!” Mista screams, in the blink of an eye Narancia is running through the door with his arms full of junk food. “What! What happened–” his arms fall slack and he dashes across the room. You can’t help but tune out Giorno and Fugo’s pleas for an explanation in favor of watching them finally pull Abbacchio off of your poor, unconscious capo. Narancia hooks both of his arms around Abbacchio as high as he can reach and pulls with all his strength, thankfully Mista was on Abbacchio’s other side doing the exact same thing. 

Abbacchio struggles only slightly until deciding to push both young men off and get up by himself. Mista is quick to crowd his space while Narachia ensures Bruno is still breathing. “What the hell Abbacchio?!” Mista flings his arms towards Bruno’s battered body, “Care to explain?!” Abbacchio grunts, “Later. Move.” He says, his words hold a sort of finality that makes Mista stand down. Abbacchio scans the room until he finds you in Fugo’s arms. He pushes past Giorno and snatches you away from Fugo with an unamused grunt. “Thanks,” he mutters. He carries you bridal style upstairs and lays you softly on the bed. You can’t bring yourself to look at him, not because you’re mad, but because you know you look ridiculous. Face red and puffy, eyes wide like a deer in headlights, and your nose is no doubt running since Abbacchio gives you a tissue before cleaning his knuckles with his own.

 You sit silently for what feels like an eternity trying to regulate your breathing, you feel the mattress dip beside you and immediately cling to Abbacchio. “I‘m so sorry bambina.” he mumbles shamefully, you press a kiss onto his cheek and smooth out his hair. “Don’t be caro, I heard everything. He should’ve never talked about you like that.” Abbacchio lets out a weak, airy chuckle “Me?” he asked playfully, “you think I kicked the shit out of our capo because he said a few mean things about me?” you cringed at the wording, though he wasn’t wrong. “No..I just mean-” he cuts you off with a gentle kiss, “Don’t cry amore, no more crying. Okay?” You sniffle and nod. “Leo, I’m so sorry if I would’ve known-” your sobs are now annoying hiccups, Leone raises his eyebrows and anchors you with his hands on your hips. “Bambina, hey. Calm down okay? He’ll be okay eventually, and I promise you he will never make you uncomfortable again,” he gently scoots away from you and mutters a quick “I’ll be right back” before pressing a gentle kiss on your cheek and leaving the room. 

Your mind races while you wait for him to come back. “Where is he? Is Bruno okay? Is he going back down there to finish the job?” your thoughts come to a screeching halt when Abbacchio walks back into the bedroom, his sleeves up to his elbows with his corded forearms on full display for you. He kneels down in front of you and you catch the faint scent of your body wash on his arms before he caresses a damp thumb over your cheekbone. “I ran you a bath cara, go get in.” His voice is soft and remorseful. You nod and quickly gather your pajamas before going into the bathroom and sinking into the tub and humming contently. 

ABBACCHIO’S POV 

“Shit” I muttered and took a deep breath, shoving a pack of cigarettes and a lighter in my pocket. I give my knuckles and shoes a quick once over for blood before descending down the stairs. I drag my eyes to the red blotch on the otherwise perfectly white floor. “Motherfucker.” I think to myself as I walk past it and onto the back porch. I pull a cigarette out of the pack and make a mental note to buy more soon. As I block the lighter’s flame from the wind, the exterior door slides open and an obnoxious commotion behind me. I already know what they want, so I motion for them to sit down. Narancia sucks in a breath through his teeth before letting out a nervous chuckle, “Damn Abbacchio,” he points at my purple and swollen knuckles, “That looks like it hurts.” The other three hum in agreement. “Hurts like a bitch,” I say, examining them myself. “Why can’t I look any of them in the eye?” I thought to myself with my brows furrowed. 

“Okay,” Fugo chimes in, “enough with the chit chat. What the hell happened? Why was Y/n curled up in a corner? Why did you beat our capo within two inches of his life?!” He raises his voice slightly which forces my eyes to meet his. “Don’t know” I mutter. “You don’t know?!” Fugo is fully screaming now. “No, fuck. Of course I know it's just…” suddenly my chest feels tight and I can feel the scowl on my face. I take a few heavy breaths and rub my sweaty, shaky palms on my pants, “Bruno - he um..fuck he just said some shit, alright?!” Fugo scowls when he hears Narancia offer Mista a handful of chips. “Oh, don’t mind us Abbacchio. We’re listening.” Mista chimes in with a nervous smile. I let out a shaky breath, “He’s like,” I pause trying desperately to collect my thoughts, “He’s always eyeing her up and it drives me up the fucking wall.” Narancia looks visibly confused and Mista mutters a quiet, “Eye banging” in his direction. I hum in approval. 

Fugo cocks his head, “So you beat the shit out of our boss because he stared at y/n? Mista does that all the time!” He emphasizes his point by throwing an accusatory finger in Mista’s direction. Mista raises his hands in defense and sweat starts to bead on his brow, “Look man I just look every now and then I’d never actually touch her Abbac-” I raise my hand to silence him. “No, no. That’s not all.” I take a drag from my neglected cigarette and puff the smoke away from all of them, “Apparently he saw um…inappropriate pictures of her…like on my phone” Almost in unison, Fugo’s eyes widen, Giorno throws a hand over his mouth, and Mista and Narancia share a look that says “Oh shit”,  “He started talking about her body and how it shouldn’t be wasted on ‘someone like me’” I threw up my hands to make air quotes. My mouth runs dry and my voice becomes scratchy “god damn he – he asked to see more. See her. I don’t know how she heard the conversation but when I saw her round the corner I knew I couldn’t just let him say those things,” my voice cracks and I blink back tears “that look she had on her face when she first came in..she was so embarrassed, it broke my heart..and that - that bastard had this smug look on his face. At first I was just planning on scaring him a little bit, you know?” I stand and stub my cigarette into the ashtray, “but he just had to look at her. Of course he did, giving her a look like he was fucking innocent. That fucking asshole.” 

I suck in a sharp breath followed by a shaky exhale “I didn’t want to hit him in front of her. You all understand that right?” I look at the four teenagers in front of me, almost begging them to tell me I wasn’t the bad guy. I feel four heavy hands on my back. They all hum in agreement, “I would’ve done the same thing” Fugo admits, “Yeah man you always gotta defend your woman. Nobody’s mad at you.” Mista states with a comforting tone. “I tried pushing her away, I really did. I didn’t mean to hit him that much. I planned to stop after one good punch, but he never wiped that fucking smirk off his face. He never stopped looking at her, it ate me alive.” My shoulders started shaking and I felt guilt settle on my stomach, “Is he, umm..is Bruno okay?” I look around the group for answers when my gaze falls on Giorno, “Well you certainly did a number on him, but Golden Experience was able to heal most of the wounds. He has a few scratches and bruises but thats all” 

The air isn’t nearly as heavy anymore, we all decide to drop the previous conversation and each have our own separate conversations. Giorno decides to go to sleep early, Mista and Narancia are arguing about what flavor chips are the best and Fugo starts asking questions about Y/n. “How is she handling all this? She was pretty shaken when I got to her.” Suddenly my thoughts are crowded with the image of her, her sweet smile, her beautiful e/c eyes. “She calmed down fairly quickly,” I pulled my phone out of my pocket ‘1:24 A.M’ it read, “Shes probably fast asleep right now,” Fugo looks at the time on my phone screen. “Yeah it's pretty late i think we're all going to head to bed” the three teens stand and one by one tell me goodnight. I pull another cigarette out of the pack and get halfway through it when I hear the exterior door slide open once again. I snapped my head around thinking it was one of the boys grabbing a forgotten item only to be met with Bruno’s piercing gaze. 

I stand up from my chair and I’m quick to crowd his space, “Was one ass kicking not enough for you?” I growl. How dare this motherfucker show his face around me after everything he said?! “No, No. Please just sit and let me talk” he pleads. I pause for a while before ultimately opting to sit a little too close to him just in case I need to teach him another lesson. “Leone, I’m so sorry” I chuckle “Like hell you are.” I roll my eyes. “No, I really am. I don’t know what had gotten into me. My words do not depict how I think of you, Abbacchio. You’re my best friend, I should’ve never brought up your past. That was cruel of me.” My brows knit together in a mix of anger and confusion, I suck in a breath to give him a piece of my mind but he cuts me off, “I know that isn’t why you…did what you did. However, I just felt the need to tell you that I didn’t mean it” I try to think of what to say, I want to beat his ass all over again. “Did you mean what you said about her? Did you really see her pictures?” I avert my gaze to the floor, he sucks in a deep breath “Yes,” he admits “and I liked them, but-” I cut him off when I grab him by the collar, “If you ever, and I mean ever as much as think about her again I swear on all things holy I will kill you. Do you understand me?” He nods frantically and I can’t help but grin, “Finally that damn smirk is gone.” I think to myself with an amused huff. 

I let go of his shirt and settled back in my seat, we sat in silence for what felt like an eternity. “I will never look at her again, Abbacchio. You have my word.” He says sheepishly, I opt to just grunt in approval. He stands and leans against the railing of the balcony, “Can we fix this?” A laugh rips through my throat like never before, “Absolutely fucking not.” His head hangs low, “Don’t you think it’ll add more stress onto her if you’re constantly hostile towards me? Think about y/n Leone.” Anger blooms in my chest rapidly, “Do not say her name.” I bark out. There's a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, I stand from my chair and turn towards the door, “I’ll think about it” I mumble, halfway hoping he couldn't hear me. “Thank you.” He says flatly, I nod and open the door. I make my way upstairs before knocking softly on our bedroom door. “Y/n? Cara, are you awake?” I push the door open to see her sleeping form curled up in the middle of our queen sized bed. “How can someone this small take up this much space?” I humor out loud before scooping her up and moving her to the right side of the bed. Once she's settled I quickly change out of my day clothes and opt for a pair of sweatpants with no shirt. I climb in bed as gently as I can behind her and pull her close to my chest. “I love you so, so much bambina,” I mumble into her hair, hoping she stays asleep long enough for me to finish my confession. “I’m sorry you had to witness that y/n, I hope you can understand that I couldn’t just let that slide cara. You mean the world to me and I promise you that I will protect you at all costs.” I pepper kisses over her cheek and shoulder. “Goodnight Y/n. I love you more than anything.” My eyes snap open when she begins to talk. “ I love you too Leone, I forgave you when you ran me a bath. Goodnight caro” I groan, “you’re supposed to be asleep” I whisper softly. “I am,” she tucks herself closer into my chest. “Goodnight Leone” I kiss her forehead “Goodnight bella”

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[scolpimpisdiary]

Team Bucciarati Home HCs!

How would their homes look like?

Guido Mista🔫

His house probably wouldn’t be that big or have a lot of things, but would somehow still be messy anyways. He’d also be in denial about how messy it is.

The main culprit of it all? Random things just piled up in random places. Mista’s probably the type of guy to put something down and completely forget about it.

I could imagine Bruno coming over to his apartment and just trying to help him clean up as much as possible while scolding the hell out of him in the process

“Jesus Christ Mista! How could you let your place get like this?” “Oh come on Bucciarati, it isn’t THAT bad!”

Sex Pistols are responsible for half of the mess, especially number 3. Destructive lil bitches

But once the place is clean it’d actually look really nice and rustic! Wooden wall panels, carpeted floors, etc

Yes mista and Sex Pistols will probably mess it up again

Narancia Ghirga 🌼

He’d probably live with one of the team members and split the chores with them, so his living space wouldn’t be that bad overall

But Narancia would spend lots of times trying to get out of the chores or bribe someone into doing it for them.

I can also see him having a LOT of posters and also video games just scattered all over his room. And yes, he’d never let anybody play on his gaming console. Including Mista, which ironically shows the most interest in it.

“Come on Narancia just let me play on the console for 15 minutes!” “No way man, buy your own!”

Bruno would def make them share like the good momma he is

Narancia would also hold on to a lot of things that he literally doesn’t need whatsoever, but will still keep them because it looks cool. Like, no Nara you don’t need an entire set of miniature airplanes!!

Bruno Bucciarati 🤐

Bruno prides himself in keeping up appearances. We can see this in the way he treats and decorates his home. He’ll have sculptures, paintings, and a lot of antique things in his home most likely passed down from his family.

The home would be pretty neat in general, maybe some misplaced items here and there but nothing noticeable.

Even though his home is very warm and welcoming, I don’t see Bruno inviting anyone over. Being the capo of a highly influential criminal organization puts a huge target on his back, and he can’t risk having anyone follow him to where he rests his head.

He DEFINITELY encourages his teammates to do the same thing as a safety measure. But considering that majority of them are angsty teenagers, he probably knows a good chunk of them won’t listen.

Giorno Giovanna ⭐️

Ah my lovely golden boi! Giorno’s place would be clean also. Before becoming the don, his dorm lacked a lot of decoration in VA. I could imagine that once he gets access to all of the riches and property that Passione brings him, Giorno would probably splurge more on designer items to decorate his home in.

He’d also have a lot of greenery around his house as well. I see Giorno being a huge plant dad, even having his own private garden that he’d stroll through to clear his head (as a don obvi)

Giorno is a pretty neat person in general, so mess wouldn’t be too much of a concern before or after becoming a Don. If anything being a Don would make any messes easier to deal with, hiring a maid or cleaning service to just clean up for him.

Surprisingly I could see Giorno actually being more open to inviting people over than Bruno, and by that I mean mainly networking with other powerful figures in Passione. Even throwing dinner parties as well! But the people that are invited are very important people, and are in likely in tight-knit groups. He could also probably afford to have guests escorted to and from his place as well. Before becoming a don, he probably never had much people over.

Leone Abbacchio 🫖

His house would be a mix of messy and neat. Abbacchio would probably want to be productive and tidy his house, but if it’s taking a long time and he just came home from a long ass mission, he’d just give up halfway and neglect/ignore it until he builds up more energy which is literally me in a nutshell but anyways

He wouldn’t really invite anyone over, not because he can’t but because he just doesn’t want to. Abbacchio is very much like a cat, he likes naps, peace and quiet, and is grumpy. I could also say that these are reasons he probably wouldn’t have roommates either. He doesn’t like dealing with other people and the issues that come with them.

I don’t think he’d have much decorations outside of some photos? But his house would be pretty moody and have a lot of dark neutral colors. And yes, he’d definitely have those lil LED light strips on his walls too (if they existed in 2001 ofc)

Pannacotta Fugo 🍰

I can see Fugo’s home being tidy, like eerily tidy. He seems to be the type of person that would be easily bothered with filthy or unhygienic things, so he’d most likely stay on top of his chores unless he were to come back from a long mission and needed to relax.

Similar to Abbacchio I don’t see him having a lot of decorations either? Fugo would probably feel no need to have a decorated house and prefer to keep things minimalistic. Now this man would have a lot of books, and I mean a lot. Textbooks, notebooks, or just reading books honestly. Mainly to preoccupy/entertain himself tbh.

Fugo doesn’t have many people over but wouldn’t be outright unwilling to invite people. He’d invite maybe Narancia to help him study. Even Bruno or Giorno if they really had a reason to go over there. But he’d get very upset if anyone were to cause damage to any of his possessions ( which is why he doesn’t let Mista go over there lmaoo)

For some reason I could also see Fugo having a tiny aquarium in his house with pet goldfish. It just seems like something he’d have, just to be able to watch the little fishes swim around peacefully after a long day would definitely bring Fugo joy. He’d probably even name them after his favorite author or something (which would be so cute byee)

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[illussy]

forgive me if you are done with requests but how about soft yan giorno taking darling’s virginity. just tender lovemaking aaagghhh

omg i'm sorry i took so long, i went on a trip that had me so busy for days and aaaa!!!! but here i am jfdfgkj this is the first time i write for Giorno so pls excuse me if it's ooc:( I really hope you like it either way🥺💕 (if youre not comfortable with this request, you can always feel free to ask again!!!)

Warnings: aged up character, afab reader, yandere behaviors, loss of virginity, sliiight breeding kink?? and i think that's all♡

Giorno Giovanna always loves hearing about you and anything you have to say.

He could be listening to hours on end without making any comment himself, just let you talk about the things you love, the things you hate, personal experiences, how you preferred your coffee, your favorite nail polish, and such others that could be boring to some people, but absolutely not for him. He believes people who interrupt your own discourse to talk about themselves are fucking disrespectful and selfish, why can't they wait until you are finished talking? He would never understand that. And he knows you probably had to suffer that a lot. Should he ever see someone doing that in front of him, consequences will be damned. Without making it noticeable to you, blonde be staring deathly at them, making it clear they've fucked up and will make sure they pay back for it. If it's someone you don't know, he won't do much since you'll probably never see them again, but if it is someone you do know, he's getting really mad, how come you could have someone like that as a "friend" in your life? With skilled words, he's already convincing you to be cautious of that said person, explaining with ease why you should not be seeing them anymore.

Should you listen to him or not is up to you, don't act surprised when they don't show up anymore though. At least now you won't have that problem again and you also have him instead of those fake friends, so you can always feel open to blether as much as you wish for.

There's very few things about you that could leave him silent. Giorno is someone who doesn't get surprised easily, no matter the situation he always has something to say to reassure you or make you feel better whatsoever.

And when you shyly decided to tell him that you were still a virgin, it was surely a surprise, not one to leave him with no words, but one that excited him. He did not show that to you of course, he was very poised as he heard you, keeping a neutral expression with a soft, comforting smile, elegance and grace carrying his features, slightly nodding at your words. 

But on the inside, the thought of being the first one to take your innocence away was very dearing. He was lowkey hoping you were a virgin, no one could ever make you feel as good as he can and will make sure you'd never have to worry about your own pleasure.

And so, he wanted to make your first time a very special night, with your favorite scented incense, a slow jazz music if you preferred or just a romantic novel on the TV, a very dim light to entice your features, window slightly open to let the fresh breeze inside, he also got ready with some fruit, water, and a few blankets in case you get cold. Starting with a slow foreplay, eyes roaming all over your naked body sheepishly sprawled on the bed, hands sweetly grazing your thighs, massaging and pinching on the chub, passing by your most needing zone to the stomach, holding on your waist and resisting the urge to give into yet. Eyes locked firmly on yours, cheeks flushed with embarrassment you were struggling to keep an eye contact. A fondly smile found its way into his face, admiring how cute you looked like this.

Leaning in to kiss you sweetly for like the tenth time in the night, the Don limited himself to teasing, slight touches, and little kisses all over your body, not enough to satisfy that lust growing in your throbbing center.

A final look into your eyes to find the encouragement needed for his next action, he went back down to your thighs with languid kisses, enjoying the slight tremble of your warm skin in contact with wet lips. Your flushed cunt begging for the minimal attention, already dripping with arousal, and as his tongue made swift knowing moves on your engorged clit your walls were clenching tightly around nothing, man was completely enjoying in the flavor and scent it provided, eyes closed listening to the sweet moans and whimpers coming from your mouth at his expert tonguing. Squelching sounds could be heard all over the bedroom signaling you were getting closer. Giorno tentatively inserted a finger in, unsure if it would hurt, but when feeling your walls contracting tightly around it and seeing no negative reaction in your body expression, he decided to continue with yet another one, your eager pussy sucking them in quickly. Rapid thrusts with dexterous fingers and nimble sucking on swollen clit, was all you needed to reach a heavy - full orgasm, shoving your hips into his chin as you abruptly started squirting fluids on his face. Shaking and holding onto the pillows above your head, the Don kept on until he felt you getting overstimulated, making sure to drink every last drop before pulling back.

Taking in your disheveled form on the bed, he waited until you opened your eyes to continue. You giggled heartedly as you nodded your head and opened more your legs to let him get in between them, the head of his cock skimming your sensitive clit making you tremble. Giorno smiled at you and caressed your cheeks before kissing you sweetly.

Moving in slowly, chest touching and hands intertwined together, your breath hitched as a swift feeling of pain surrounded your lower body. Wet kisses on the most sensitive part of your neck along a thumb doing circular motions on your clit for a few minutes were enough to relieve from the sharp stinging, giving place to a rich pleasure in copious amounts almost instantly. As he started moving leisurely again, you began to relax more your body, trusting your boyfriend to make you feel good like he promised. Smiling up at him and biting your lip to muffle any sounds, at this view he couldn't help but to fight the urge of cumming right there. It wasn't even probably your intention but god, you looked so hot like this.

Breathing in quickly, he pushed his hips into yours, resting his elbows on the bed to surround your head with his arms and bury his lips in your own. You wrapped your legs around his waist, not capable of holding back your moans anymore, them only being deadened by the noisy kiss. As it continued sharing looks, kisses and touches, you felt yourself getting closer once again. Sounds coming from your mouth only  getting louder each time, the slick gathering inside you making lewd noises after every deep thrust, nails scratching on his back, holding onto him for dear life as his movements become faster and rigged, finally giving himself the long awaited orgasm from all the build up of pleasuring you, just as you felt your own releasing a few seconds later.

It wasn't as powerful and fervid as the first one, but having something bigger as a stimulant than fingers, felt extremely different and erotic. Groaning right besides your ear, you felt as a warm fluid covered your insides, the sensation not exactly enjoyable yet, but comfortable nonetheless.

As Giorno pulled away to look into your blowsy appearance, you were slowly opening your eyes, panting heavily and still holding onto him. With a sweet smile and a loving kiss, blonde makes sure to clean you up and have a warm bath together after, enjoying the rest of the night cuddling with you.

And if you ever felt the need to have a round two, you are more than welcome to ask for it, as Giorno will happily deliver.

#this is kinda garbage omg im so sorry anon #kinda like it kinda not #mixed feelings about this #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #bucciarati gang #bucci gang #team bucciarati #yandere giorno #giorno #giorno giovanna #giorno x reader #giorno giovanna x reader #don giovanna #giogio #jojo part 5 #yandere

[sandandstarz]

comfort abbacchio drabble cuz i'm sad and lonely :(

Abbachio didn't love easily, he had convinced himself he didn't need anyone else but himself. Yet here he was, letting you run your hands through his bleach fried hair, a classical music album providing a calm ambience as you two cuddled in a nest of blankets and pillows on the floor of your apartment. His eyes were closed, simply resting in the moment, no real thoughts crossing his mind, perhaps because of the immense amounts of wine you two had drunk throughout your ‘sleepover’ of sorts, or maybe he was just so calm he had surpassed the need for consciousness. You mused these thoughts out loud to your boyfriend, weaving a simple braid into his silver locks.

“Nope both are wrong, i'm just so horribly bored I can't think anymore” He jokes, you knew that, you two hand bonded over your similar dry sarcasm.

“Or maybe you love me so much you can't think of anything but me” 

You could see him roll his eyes behind his eyelids, but you also didn't miss the slightest tinge of pink gracing cheeks. Slowly your hand moved his head off your lap, earning you a grumpy grumble from the man, as for you to lay next to his, closing your eyes you moved your body closer to his. This, you suppose, is what heaven feels like, simple contentment and love, Nothing fancy, just your boyfriend planting a light kiss on your forehead as you drifted to dreamland.

“Love you Leone”

sry this is kinda rushed, just wanted to wright smth to make myself feel better

fun fact of the post: im a touchstarved bitch. ;-;

#leone abbachio #abbachio x reader #jjba x reader #jjba x y/n #vento aureo #jojo abbachio #im fucking crying #i just want goth man to hug me #team bucciarati #jjba part 5