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update to let u know im alive
hey! it may take me a while to get to all of your requests cause im p busy with an important project atm, but! expect something soon! 
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*hugs* Hello Hello~! Buongiorno~! It makes me so happy to finally see you again! I hope you're doing good. If it's VA characters requests you want, then may I ask for some Doppio relationship hcs?
Buonasera! Your words made me really happy <3 you told me I could turn this into a scenario, so I described what some of the moments you spend with Doppio would be like; I hope that’s ok! I also had a lot of fun writing this, so enjoy <3
Slice of Life (Doppio x Reader)
You and Doppio share an apartment in Sicily, a beautiful Italian island surrounded by crystal clear water.
When you met each other one day, during a relaxing morning stroll on the seafront, you never would’ve imagined that the man who stopped you from stepping on a grasshopper was destined to become your best friend, boyfriend and then fiancé.
And yet here you are, with your favourite apron on and your hair tied back, trying to bake a cake with the help of your soon-to-be husband, Doppio Vinegar, who is an absolute mess in the kitchen:
“Okay, do we have the four eggs we need?” you ask.
“Yes!” he points at the eggs on the counter.
“And what about the vegetable oil?”
“Um...” he looks through all the ingredients and lifts up a bottle filled with yellow liquid: “It’s here!”
“That looks terrible...” you can’t help but comment, examining it from up close.
“It kind of looks like someone peed in it.” Doppio adds, shaking the bottle.
“That’s gross, I was hoping you wouldn’t say that!”
You both share a laugh and then go back to going through the ingredients, just to make sure that you have everything in advance. You wouldn’t want to have to take a trip to the grocery store in the middle of your little baking session.
Once you can confirm that you have everything you need, you finally start with taking out all the pots and pans from the oven to heat it, since it shouldn’t take long to prepare the rest. While you’re dealing with that you address Doppio;
“Can you spray the butter in the pan?” you ask him handing it to him.
He takes it and looks for the butter sprayer:
“Sure! I can handle it.”
“I would hope so.” You say with a grin. His freckled cheeks tint a pretty pink and he stutters.
“Hey! Speak for yourself. I managed to live on my own for years, I’m not that bad at this.”
“Suuure.”
Once you’re both done with your tasks you stand next to him at the counter and place a large bowl in front of you. This is the part your fiancé always messes up when he tries to bake on his own: he puts too much sugar or water in the mixture, doesn’t whisk enough, reads the recipe wrong and throws in less or more eggs than needed, but this time you’re going to make a tasty cake no matter what.
“Okay Doppio, are you ready?”
“I am; are you though?”
He returns the question. You know the reason behind that mischievous grin; when you bake he can’t help but start at least one food war.
“...I may be. But! Pass me the cake mix.”
He does as you say without question; he then goes on to hand you the eggs, the fudge brownie mix, a cup of measured water and one of vegetable oil.
You throw everything in the bowl –you break two eggs each and he needs help with it or else he’ll make a mess- and it’s your turn to hand him something: a whisk.
“You know what you have to do, don’t you?”
“Whisk for a couple of minutes until all the lumps are gone?”
“Yes! And don’t mess it up, Tiziano and Squalo are coming over tonight and I don’t want them to feel sick from eating this cake.” You warn him. He raises and eyebrow;
“Can they feel sick because of a few lumps though?”
You wave him off and turn around to start preparing the whipping cream for later.
“No, but let me be a bit dramatic!”
Once the batter has been deposited in the pan and put in the oven and the whipped cream is ready to be poured on the brownie cake, you can finally rest until it’s time to let everything cool down until the evening comes.
You start cleaning the kitchen up but you notice with the corner of your eye that Doppio is rummaging through the cupboards. You’re about to ask him what in the world he’s doing when he sticks his hand in a sack and throws whatever is in it in your direction.
It takes you a second to realize that the thing he just attacked you with is flour, and when you do you’re fuming.
“What the-! Was it necessary?!” you try to get it off of your hair as he covers his mouth to stifle his laughter.
“Sorry! We didn’t use it, so it felt wrong.”
“It felt wrong to not make a mess?”
He looks at your expression and immediately starts feeling a bit guilty, so he steps towards you to help you clean up, but you quickly grab the flour sack and pour all of it on the top of his head, making him cough like crazy.
“Whyyy?! I didn’t pour this much on you!” he whines, but you don’t listen to him and rub his cheeks to spread it even better on his whole face.
“Well, you started it so you deserve it!”
“Okay, okay, that’s fair! Now get off of me!”
You both laugh and you let go of him, taking a few step back to admire your masterpiece: his hair is all over the place and all white, just like his face. Some flour got on his clothes as well, luckily you’re both wearing comfy things that you were planning change out of later.
“Now I have to take a shower before they get here!” he complains, pouting like a child.
“Ew, are you telling me you wouldn’t have taken one if it wasn’t for the flour?” you mock him and he throws some of the flour that got caught in his hair at you, making you giggle and try to run away from him.
“That’s not what I meant!”
 During these two years of living with Doppio, you’ve learned that yes, he may be clumsy and messy and a little bit too clingy sometimes, but surprisingly enough he can also be a real gentleman when he wants to.
It’s yet another day and even if the weather forecast said it was going to be sunny, it’s already pouring before you can even step inside of your apartment building. Walking home from work wasn’t the best idea after all...
Luckily you always keep a small umbrella in your bag, so you open it and quicken your pace to get home as soon as possible. All you want right now is to take a relaxing bath and then have dinner on the couch, possibly while catching up on that TV series everyone recommended to you.
You’re so lost in your thoughts that the loud ringing of your phone startles you; you pick it up immediately when you realize it’s Doppio calling you.
“Doppio? Why are you calling me? I’m almost home-“
“Where are you?”
“...In front of the convenience store we always go to, why?”
“Wait for me there, I’m already driving so I’m coming to pick you up!”
You slightly frown at his words:
“You’re on the phone while you’re driving and it’s raining? Doppio what the-!!“
He closes the call with a small ‘love you’ before you can even finish. You’re a bit annoyed at your fiancé because he’s always so careless no matter what, some may even say he’s stupid, but you can’t deny you appreciate the effort, so you sit under the roof outside of the store and wait for him.
He arrives not even five minutes later, and gets as close as possible to where you’re sitting so you don’t have to risk getting wet while trying to reach the car.
“Did you seriously call me while you were driving?” you ask him fastening your seatbelt, one eyebrow raised in disapproval. He lets out a nervous chuckle.
“You see... I decided to come pick you up, but I realized I had no idea where you were when I was already driving.”
“That’s not an excuse, you could’ve parked somewhere! You’re such an idiot sometimes...”
“Would I still be an idiot if I ordered some food and prepared a bath for you at home?”
You immediately stop complaining and stare at him in disbelief instead: he did all of that for you? And without even knowing you had a stressful day at work... he just wanted to treat you well. You do your best to avoid making him go off-road as you grab his face to kiss him all over his cheek.
As soon as you get home you happily find out that the water in the bathtub is still warm, so the first thing you do is taking a relaxing bath –Doppio even placed some scented candles here and there to make the atmosphere nicer-.
Meanwhile your fiancé prepares everything for your TV series marathon: he gathers all the blankets he can find, places the takeout food on the coffee table in front of the couch, turns on Netflix and makes sure all the blinds and windows are closed, so you don’t have to get up and deal with that if the weather gets worse.
You get out of the bathroom fully dressed in your comfiest pyjama, and smile when you notice he changed into his too: apparently he took a shower before your shift ended and he came to pick you up.
“Doppio.”
He’s sitting on the couch, wrapped in a blanket. His hair is down and slightly messy.
“Yes, amore?”
“Sorry for calling you an idiot earlier, you’re the best person on this planet.”
You sit beside him and grab your own blanket and a slice of pizza; as a response he leans over to kiss your forehead, making your cheeks tint pink.
He grabs the remote and selects the TV series you were planning to watch but, as soon as the opening starts playing, he gets up with a start, making you jump as well.
“Wait!! I forgot to go to the bathroom before starting. Wouldn’t want to pause an episode because of that!”
  Diavolo is Doppio’s boss and one of his dearest friends; or is he one of his relatives? You’re not that sure, the last time he brought that up was years ago and it was when you weren’t listening, so you didn’t understand, but you were too awkward to ask him to say it again at the time, so you continue living in ignorance to this day when it comes to that.
But what matters is that he often asks you how you even managed to get engaged with that scatterbrained man. You’d never tell him this, but you are sure why he never managed to even get a girlfriend- at least Doppio is a bit romantic!
“What’s with that face?” Diavolo asks you, tapping his manicured fingers on the surface of the small table you’re sitting at. You’re in a gelateria at the moment, waiting for your “waiter” to bring you your ice creams.
“It’s just! You ask that all the time! And I always tell you that I just do. You should try living with him for a day or two to understand.”
“And be his boyfriend as well I assume.”
“Yeah, that too. I guess he kind of just...”
The deep conversation between you and the well dressed man is interrupted by a loud scream that makes everyone’s heads turn towards the cash register.
There he stands, your “waiter” and soon-to-be husband, with his face all red because he probably didn’t mean to catch that much attention. But he still stares at you from across the room:
“(Y/N)...! Which flavours did you want again?!”
You’re embarrassed to say the least, and yet you can’t help but smile. You answer him before turning your head towards Diavolo again.
“...he kind of just makes every day of my life more exciting.”
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hey!
just wanted to remind you that my askbox is always open for just saying hi, sharing a headcanon or an idea, if you’re having a rough day and you need some cheering up...same thing for my private messages! 
also, im almost done with some sweet doppio content...👀 💕
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you can request something from this list, just send me a character’s name and a sentence <3 personally i love sentence starters fics!
Fluffy/Blushy Sentence Starters
aka “I can feel my cheeks blushing from just thinking about what I want to say to you”
“I like the way your hand fits in mine.”
“You have something in your hair, umm… Do you want me to get it out?”
“It’s nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today.”
“You can call me whenever you want… Even if you don’t have a reason to.”
“I’m bad at texting first, so I always end up hoping you will.”
“This movie is really scary, but you’re into it so I’m trying not to cover my face the whole time, but- WHAT IS THAT?”
“Wait, don’t pull away… Not yet.”
“You look really cute in that sweater.”
“Half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything.”
“No, it’s fine.  I can wait until you’re done talking to them.”
“No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.”
“You’re a big piece of inspiration for this, honestly.”
“God, you always make me blush so damn much.”
“I’ve been trying to get ready for like an hour and a half, because I know you’re going to look so good and I need to try and match up.”
“Would it be too cliche if we matched clothes a little?”
“First second I saw you and I couldn’t get over how beautiful you were.”
“I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed.”
“Could you hold my hand?”
“You can’t leave without letting me hug you first.”
“I really love holding you, darling.”
“That pet name was so gushy, but it was also so cute.”
“Aw, you’re blushing like a rose.”
“Your lips are really warm.”
“I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me in my sweater.”
“No, mom, don’t tell him/her I said that about him/her!”
“My friends get so annoyed by how much I talk about how sometimes.”
“Wanna, like– I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?”
“Wow, I didn’t think you could make me smile this big.”
“You don’t need to leave so soon.”
“You look so comfy, and cuddle-able.”
“Quit smiling at me, I can’t stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that.”
“You’re hiding under the blanket because you’re blushing?”
“You make me so happy.”
“Don’t give me that puppy dog face.  How am I supposed to say no to that?”
“You made these cupcakes for me?”
“I look forward to holding you close in bed soon.”
“Let’s share my coat, since you’re so cold.”
“I can’t believe I got the first date, let alone a year.”
“You make me feel so damn gushy.”
“How do you always manage to look so captivating?”
“Would you mind if I kissed you?”
“Are you sugar personified or something?”
“I know I’ve kissed you like, ten times, but just like another ten, please.”
“You’re the perfect height for me to rest my chin on your head.”
“I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm, and I didn’t want to wake you.”
“Is it cold outside or are you just blushing?”
“Yeah… Huh? Oh, sorry I was just thinking about my girl/boyfriend.”
“I’m so in love with her/him, I don’t know what do do.”
“I remember practicing how to ask you out to the mirror.”
Writer’s choice
Send a name and a sentence xx
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Hiya!! Glad to see you again :') might I request headcanons/a short fic about going to the aquarium with Bruno please? Thank youuuu!
Hey! Missed you too <3 and of course you can! Writing this was super fun and it turned out... not too long and not too short; I hope you enjoy it!
Day off (Bruno x Reader)
Your day begins with a loud noise followed by a scream coming from downstairs; you sleepily take a glance at the digital clock on your bedside table: it’s currently eight in the morning –almost nine- and your husband, Bruno Bucciarati, is still sound asleep on the other side of your shared bed.
The noise doesn’t stop, but you’re used to it by now. It’s Saturday after all, and that means Narancia’s studying session starts early in the morning. Fugo’s scolding suggests that he must not be in a good mood to study today.
And besides, you were hoping to wake up earlier than usual because today you have something planned for you and your lovely husband: a trip to the aquarium.
Bruno rarely takes a break from work, if we can call it that, so you wanted to take the opportunity to do something fun with him instead of lounging in the enormous Passione mansion from morning to night. Abbacchio will take care of everything while you’re out to pet the dolphins and play with the penguins, right?
Usually Giorno would do it but today he’s too busy to even spend some time with the others, being the Don is not easy, especially at his age.
After a few minutes of contemplation you decide that it’s time to get up and go; you gently shake Bruno’s shoulder until he turns around and your eyes meet with his half lidded blue ones.
“What time is it...?” he asks, still clearly half asleep.
“Well, good morning to you. It’s almost nine.”
He lets out a yawn and shifts into a sitting position, you copy his actions and you share a slow, lazy kiss before finally getting out of bed and rummaging in your wardrobes to pick an outfit for the day.
Bruno wants to wear something elegant but you shake your head in disappointment when he throws the pricey button-down shirt and designer pants on the bed. It’s supposed to be a fun day and you’re probably going to get your clothes all wet during a show, so it’s better to wear comfortable things for once.
He finally settles on a white polo shirt and a pair of jeans while you’re still not sure if you should wear a shirt or a sweater. After you’re both done picking your outfits you open the window to let in some fresh air, quickly make the bed together and walk downstairs to have a light breakfast with the rest of the gang.
“Buongiorno!” you greet everyone once you reach the living room.
“Hey (Y/N), hey Bruno!” Narancia excitedly waves at you from the table before getting smacked on the head with a maths book;
“Don’t get distracted!” Fugo scolds him once again and resumes with his explanation of whatever they’re focusing on today. It sounds like equations.
Abbacchio is sitting on the sofa, he would most likely be listening to music if it wasn’t for the fact that Mista is bothering him with one of his arguments; this time he seems to be wondering why cats and dogs age faster than human beings.
“What do you want for breakfast?” your husband asks you once you’re in the kitchen, away from all the noise.
Meanwhile you set everything on the table – spoons, sugar, different kinds of tea bags- and pour some water in your two mugs.
“I’m having a tea and some butter cookies, I’m going to make some for you too. It’s your day off, just sit down and let me handle everything!”
He lets out a chuckle at how kind you are to him. It’s also pretty funny to watch you prepare your breakfast with a concentrated expression.
“Okay, if you insist.”
“Hey, what are you laughing about?” you ask him turning around.
“Nothing! I wasn’t laughing.” He covers his mouth with his hand and you smile at him;
“Yeah, sure.”
It’s nice to spend some time alone with Bruno. You’re both always running around, going on missions and sometimes you don’t see each other for days, everyone takes their job seriously so unless you’re done with it you don’t hang out that much.
That’s why you’re determined to make the most out of today!
Once you’re both done with your light breakfast you finally walk outside after saying goodbye to everyone, and get in Bruno’s shiny black car, the one he uses for special occasions only, so basically whenever he goes somewhere with you.
The weather is chilly so while you wait for it to warm up you snuggle into your jacket.
“So, what’s the first thing you want to do once we get there?” Bruno asks you after a while. He’s already driving, it won’t take you long to arrive.
“Hmm, how about I tell you when we’re there?”
“It better not be something weird,” he jokingly warns you,  “the last time I visited the aquarium was when I was still a kid, so I don’t know anything about the new activities.”
“It’s not! I swear. I just want it to be a surprise.”
The truth is that you want to try as many things as possible with him: first thing first there’s going to be a dolphin show at around eleven, and you wouldn’t miss it for the world. After that you can’t wait to touch the sharks, stingrays and other sea creatures, and you’re aware of how much Bruno loves animals, so you know he’s going to enjoy it.
You obviously want to see all the fish that they keep there, even if it’s going to take a lot of time since the aquarium is pretty big, and then, at the end of the day, you want to try and take a dive too. In all honesty the thought of it makes you shiver, but it’s going to be exciting with your husband there.
Bruno watches you with the corner of his eye as you smile, thinking to yourself for the whole trip.
 It’s not the busiest day –that would probably be Sunday-, but there are quite a lot of people intending to spend a fun day at the aquarium; you and Bruno hold hands like the sweet couple you are as you enter.
“Wow, this place is really big!” you comment looking around.
The ceiling is very high and as opposed to it you feel extremely small . Bruno smiles at your enthusiasm and gives your hand a gentle squeeze to catch your attention.
“So, what were you planning?”
You turn towards him and return the smile;
“There’s a dolphin show today and it’s probably going to start soon, so we better get there fast.”
“Lead the way, Tesoro.”
You let go of his hand to walk up to a staff member and ask him where the show you booked is supposed to be. After he reassures you that he’s going to walk you there you thank him and tell Bruno to follow the guy. He leads you to an hallway with an open door at the end of it, and you can already spot some people taking their seats.
“We should probably hurry up, everyone’s going to take the best seats if we don’t.” Bruno says, and you pull his hand playfully.
“Race you there?”
He stares at you in disbelief before shaking his head, a warm smile on his face.
“(Y/N), we’re adults.”
“Adults that are going to miss the show if they don’t rush!”
You both quicken your pace and manage to get there in time, luckily there are still some seats left and two of them are close to the pool where the dolphins are going to be swimming. Your husband reminds you that if you sit there you’re going to get splashed by the water, but you don’t really mind since you think it’s part of the experience.
You’re both surprised to find out that one of the Trainers is none other than Jotaro Kujo, if you’re not wrong then he must be one of Giorno’s relatives.
He seems like a man of few words, but you can tell he’s very good with sea animals and that they trust him completely. You watch the dolphins get introduced –there are seven of them in total!- and since you’re so close to them you already get your clothes pretty wet even before they start the actual show.
For the whole time you wish you could take pictures and videos, but apparently you’re not allowed to. Bruno tells you, however, that if there’s still time later you can stop and take a few pictures with the dolphins- that way you can both be in them too.
By the end of it your clothes are dripping with cold water and your hair is not in much better conditions; it was fun but now you feel like you don’t look good at all! Even Bruno is doing his best to get his black bob to look half decent, God forbid his hair doesn’t look perfect.
“It was fun! But I look stupid now.” you complain, standing up from your seat. Bruno stares at you with his eyebrows raised.
“What are you talking about? You’re beautiful as always-“
“If I told you the same thing you wouldn’t believe it.” You interrupt him before he can finish complimenting you.
“Fine, but you’re still beautiful to me.”
You try to hide your blush by turning around and walking towards the pool, where the photographers are.
“Whatever you say, Bruno! I’m going to get some pictures taken, move it if you don’t want to be excluded!”
He gives his hair one last squeeze before running after you.
 You walk back inside with many cute pictures in your hands; one of them portrays you and Bruno sitting on the ground and petting one of the dolphins, in another one you’re holding hands and two dolphins are kissing your cheeks, and so on.
You excitedly look through them all together while you walk to your next destination.
“Can you tell me where we’re going next? I hope I won’t have to get splashed again.” He asks with a grin. You honestly wouldn’t mind it because he looks so handsome with his hair all messy like that, but you push the thought aside for later.
“Maybe you will! We’re going to pet some sea creatures. Maybe they’ll take more pictures of us!”
When you get there you notice there are a lot of kids with their families and other couples, so you put the pictures in your bag and hold hands with Bruno- showing off a bit won’t hurt, right? Especially with a husband as kind and beautiful as yours.
One of the staff members starts explaining some facts about the animals you’re going to be interacting with and everyone listens carefully, excited to finally play a bit with them.
When it’s your turn to do it you hope that the photographers are doing their job right, because the cheerful expression on Bruno’s face is absolutely stunning and you wish you could capture it with your phone instead.
Little do you know that he thinks the same thing when he glances at you.
“That one looks like you!” you point at one of the spotted sharks in its pool; it’s white with black spots.
“Let me guess, because it reminds you of my suit?”
“That was hard to guess, wasn’t it?”
“Very hard indeed.” He lets out one of his irresistible laughs.
He may tease you and call you immature sometimes, but he immediately starts looking for other sea creatures that remind him of you and the other members of the gang. You’re certainly not going to tell Abbacchio that you compared him to a jellyfish.
When you’ve petted all the creatures you could pet and taken a few pictures with them, you and Bruno decide that it’s time to get something to eat. You find out that there’s a whole restaurant in the aquarium and settle for a quick romantic lunch there.
You once again get lucky and manage to sit at a table close to a big, bright tank full of small and bigger fish.
“Are you having fun?” you ask Bruno once you’re done ordering your food. The smile he gives you would be enough of an answer, you think.
“Of course I am, coming here was a great idea. Maybe we should come back with the others too one day?” he voices his thoughts and you chuckle at how much he cares about the other gang members. You do too, after all they’re like your family.
“Oh, I’m sure Giorno would love to visit this aquarium! Maybe for his birthday next year?” you suggest.
“That’s a great idea! Leone would get mad at all the splashing though.”
“Because it would ruin his makeup?”
“Exactly!” you both laugh at the thought of Abbacchio complaining because he’d have to come without his adored lipstick and mascara on.
“Anyway... I’m glad you’re having fun, Bruno. You rarely get a day off so I wanted to make it special.”
He doesn’t blush that often but whenever you tell him those kind of things his heart starts to beat faster.
“I’m glad I’m spending it with you, amore mio. You always know what to do to make me happy.”
 Your food arrives a bit later and you’re not surprised when you discover it tastes amazing. This is a really great place apparently, no matter what you’re doing- be it playing with the fish or eating traditional Italian food.
It’s already afternoon and you’re both feeling pretty lazy, so the dive will have to wait; you’re probably going to do it when everyone will be there, Mista and Narancia are going to have a blast.
You walk hand in hand through every hallway and admire the beautiful creatures swimming around you. The calming atmosphere and the blue lights make the experience even more magical for you and your husband, who you guess still finds your comment about him looking like a shark funny because now he’s pointing at every fish that vaguely reminds him of you.
Near the late afternoon you start to get a bit tired so you decide to retreat home. Everyone else is starting to leave as well so it starts to become quieter and quieter around you, it almost makes you fall asleep while you’re still walking.
During the day it turned out not to be that cold but the temperature must’ve dropped while you were inside, because as you step outside of the huge building you feel like you’re about to freeze.
“The weather keeps changing, it’s so annoying.” You complain as you get into Bruno’s car.
“Bring something warmer next time, I don’t want you to catch a cold.” He advises.
“You say that, but you’re still wearing clothes that are lighter than mine.”
“Do you want me to turn on some music?” he tries to change the subject, but you know better than to give up.
“Yeah! What about a song that talks about how you need to take care of yourself too?”
He leans back into his seat and sighs. It’s true, he always puts others first and rarely cares about himself, but you’re always there to remind him that he needs to stop being this selfless.
“You win! I’ll think about it next time.”
“Good.”
You gently cup his face with your hands and give him a kiss, before you let him turn on the car and choose a song that talks about love.
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attention all readers ;P
im noticing people are requesting headcanons in my ask box. i dont do those anymore, theyre hard for me to write, scenarios are more fun so tell me if its ok to write a scenario instead, or you can change your request :) im pretty sure i mentioned this in my other post but i shouldve been more clear! 
p.s. im loving all the requests ur sending me already omg! 
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I know you said VA characters, but is there anyone specific you'd like to write for? (I'm such an indesicive person when it comes to picking characters to request😅)
omg i feel you ahahah! and hmm lets see; my favorite character is bruno so ill always be glad to write for him. also doppio is very easy to write for me, the whole bucci gang and la squadra especially melone <3
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Nice to see you back Scarlet! Or I guess I should say Morgan, now? (I like both names) I missed ya!
hey!! <3 im glad you like both of them ahah, you can call me whatever you want tbh :)
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Aaaaaahhh!!!!! You're okay! I was worried when I noticed you were just gone all of a sudden! No notifications for so long, I freaked out. But now I know you're okay! You're back!!💞💞💞💞💞
aaah sorry for making you worry!! but im very happy to see you again, and i cant wait to write things for this blog again💞
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it’s been a while
hey guys, surely you remember me, right?
ahaha i'm just kidding, i've been gone for a long time (more than a year!) and i don't think any of you remembers who i am or any of my posts.
anyway, i'm here to tell you all that i started writing again. i stopped for a long time because i couldn't concentrate on it anymore, i had other things in my head. i still do but i can get through it! i also noticed that last year i was trying too hard, i was too obsessed with doing everything perfectly and a lot of things all at once, now i'm taking it easy with my hobbies. writing is just a hobby, it's not my job, i'm working hard to achieve my goals but...i don't have to turn all of my hobbies into a job.
i'm also better at english now and my fanfics are easier to read; just the other day i finished one, and today i started another one, so i'm faster at writing too lol
with all of that said, yes, you probably guessed it right. requests are open! and just for scenarios this time because they're super fun to write for me- everything else i struggle with.
and also! if you could start with requesting stuff for VA characters... that would be amazing. i need to get back into the swing of things and writing for them is easier because it's my favorite part, with my favorite characters and i know them better than i know the others.
i'll take about 10-15 requests for now cause i don't wanna stress myself, i'll let you know when all the slots are taken. also if i don't vibe with the request i will tell you as always lmao
p.s.: you can still call me scarlet, but that's just a stupid nickname ahah! my name is morgan
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Feel free to request something with these! (JoJo, bnha and haikyuu!!) 
Sentence Starters
“I’ve never seen one of these completely to my taste so i decided to make my own!
ANGST
“I can’t do anything right.”
“Please don’t cry.”
“Why are you awake right now?”
“Why are you lying to me?”
“Wake up! Please wake up.”
“Forget it, you’re a fucking asshole.”
“Don’t you ever do that again!”
“Is that blood?” “…..No?”
“Please don’t lie to me again, I can’t take it.”
“Do you even still love me?”
“Nobody’s seen you in days.”
“Why are you awake?”
“I’m worried about you.”
“Can you shut up for once in your life?”
“Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.”
“Are you hurt?” “No.” “Then why are there bruises all over your face?”
“If you don’t hug me right now I think I might fall apart.”
“Leave! Me! Alone!”
FLUFF
“Go with me?” “As long as you hold my hand.”
“Is there a reason you’re blushing like that?” 
“Have you seen my hoodie?” “Nooo.” “You’re wearing it, aren’t you?”
“Have you always been this beautiful?”
“OH you’re jealous!”
“Can we stay like this forever?”
“Please just kiss me already.”
“I think you might be my soulmate.”
“Sleep over? Please?”
“Are we on a date right now?”
“I think I’m in love with you.”
“He’s so pretty I think I’m gonna faint.”
“Are you flirting with me?” “You finally noticed?”
“Am I your lockscreen?” “You weren’t supposed to see that.”
“I missed you so much.”
“Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?”
“I’m here for you.”
“I wish we could live together already.”
MISC
“All I do is drink coffee and say bad words.”
“Quit touching me, your feet are cold!”
“I think I just ripped my pants.”
“Sharing is caring, now give me the hoodie!”
“Can I pet your dog?” “Do I know you?”
“Did you seriously just get your foot stuck in a toilet?” “Maybe.”
“If I die, I’m haunting you first.”
“But I’ve never told you that before.” 
“Stop being grumpy, it’s lame.”
“So, uh, I locked the keys in the car.”
“Is the cat in a onesie?” “Uh, no?
“Can we please stop running? I think I’m dying.”
“You come here often?” “Well, I work here. So I think I’d have to say ‘yes’.”
“Aren’t we supposed to be working?”
“Give me attention.”
“YOU SAID TO BE HONEST STOP HITTING ME!”
“Okay, so maybe I didn’t see that coming.”
“I’m too sober for this.” “You don’t even drink.” “Maybe I should start.”
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Announcement...?
Well hello! I know, I know- it’s been a while, I actually think it’s been more than a month? And for that I’m sorry, I’ve been busy with exams, moving school and other personal stuff I won’t get into, but other than that I’m fine and I’m finally free (well, more or less) so I’m back on Tumblr!
Now you may be wondering- where are all the requests? All the new fan fictions? Well, about that- I decided to delete all the stuff in my ask box, because to put it simply I kinda want to start fresh -especially because of something I’ll get into in a sec- and because I didn’t really feel inspired to write those ffs- and I’d rather not write anything at all than write something crappy. I’m very, very sorry- 
The thing I wanted to talk about is: writing JJBA related stuff only is kind of boring for me, so from now on you can also request My Hero Academia and Haikyuu!! matchups/headcanons/scenarios! 
I’ll also put that in my rules so everyone can see it- well, if you’re one of the people who asked me to write something but your request was deleted, feel free to ask me to write something else!
With that said, requests are open! I’ll try to be active this time💖
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Could I have my match up, please? I'm about 4'11 to 5'0, my eyes are blue and i wear glasses, My natural hair color is blond but right now its dyed half blue half pink. I'm really into drawing, i like cosplays and sitting around in a t shirt and shorts, some days i just really want some attention and for someone to hold me even if just for a little bit, i also like cuddles and hugs and i sleep a lot in the afternoons, i like sweets and sometimes i have way too much energy for my own good
You can, of course!
I match you with...
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Vinegar Doppio!
Doppio would think that you’re very cute and sweet at first, judging by your appearence, but he’d quickly find out that it applies to your personality  as well! He would still adore your hair color and how short you are though, he’d think it’s very cute!
He is a big lover of cuddles, so he wouldn’t mind holding you for the whole day if you asked him to. He’d even take naps with you and let you put your head on his chest while sleeping, or vice versa too!
He would love how casual you are and that’d encourage him to wear more comfortable clothes around you too, as he loves to be comfy and to spend some quality time with his lover. 
He’d even offer to cosplay with you, he’d be very excited about it! And he’d do little things to make you happy, such as keeping one of your small doodles in his wallet or attempt to draw you cute stuff -like a frog or a picture of the two of you- to make you smile!
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can I get a matchup for parts 4 or 5? I'm a gay dude who is normally shy & quiet- I tend to stay in the background and let others have the spotlight, but I can talk for years with friends. I'm very creative and laidback, but I have a dry, sarcastic sense of humor and a deadpan nature that can sometimes make it hard for people to get a read on me- I love to draw, read, and bake (badly)(shhhh.. im learning...) in my free time, and I may have a slight addiction to collecting houseplants..
Of course you can! Sorry for making yoyu wait!
I match you with...
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Tonio Trussardi!
You mentioned that you love to bake, but you’re not very good at it. He would help you with it though, and he’d teach you how to do things right and how to make anything delicious. He would also teach you how to cook, if you can’t do that already!
He’s a very kind and patient man, so he wouldn’t mind you taking some time to open up to him, he’s also very friendly which means that he would talk a lot with you once you’d come out of your shell.
He’d love how creative you are, and surprisingly enough he’d join you while you’re drawing! He’s actually not bad at it at all and he loves any kind of art, which means that you would enjoy your time together while cooking, baking and even drawing! 
He’d also love to decorate his Trattoria with small and cute plants so, since you love collecting them and I assume that you’re good at taking care of them too, he’d ask you to help with that and with keeping them watered and alive. 
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Yelooo... How about a "You've kissed me about fifty times today" with Okuyasu? Please
Hey! Sorry for the delay, I hope this is worth the wait though❤
Meant to be (You’ve kissed me about fifty times today)
Okuyasu x Reader❤
The sound of your phone ringing was what woke you up from your 2 hours log nap, which you hadn’t planned to take seeing how you were laying on the couch in the most uncomfortable position, with your laptop still on your stomach and the bag of chips you’d forgotten to put away now on the floor.
You lazily grabbed your phone from the coffee table and a gentle smile adorned your face once you were finally able to read the name of who was calling you at 7 in the evening; you pressed the green button on the screen.
“Hello, is Okuyasu there?” you said, doing your best to sound serious, until you heard a small ‘Huh?’ and couldn’t keep a straight face anymore, a small giggle escaping your lips.
“I called you- wait, are you pranking me?” he asked, and you giggled one more time at how easily he’d get confused at this kind of things.
“Yeah, yeah! What’s up though?” you finally asked, genuinely curious. He’d usually call you in the early afternoon or he’d just stop by if he needed something, he was your boyfriend after all, so you didn’t mind having him around.
He excitedly explain –you could tell he was smiling, even through the phone- that he was free the following day and that if you didn’t mind he had something special planned for the both of you. The following day being a Sunday, you didn’t have much to do as it was everyone’s lazy day, so you informed him that you were free also.
“I was thinking that I could pick you up at 5_30? In the afternoon- but it’s okay if you prefer earlier or later!” he quickly added, and you shook your head even though he couldn’t see you.
“5 is fine by me, are youuu planning to bring me to that nice Trattoria you work at?” you asked, picking up the bag of chips and placing it on the small table, “Or some other place I don’t know about yet? Or wait- don’t tell me, I want it to be a surprise!”
You heard him giggle at your behaviour, and you couldn’t help but do the same.
“It’s a surprise babe, I don’t wanna ruin it for you! But… wear something nice- agh, no wait, wear whatever you want! Y-You’ll look nice anyway!” your cheeks flushed, although you hadn’t missed how he was speaking more quickly than usual. You decided not to mention it though, as you guessed it was because he had something on his mind regarding your little date.
“Alright then, impress me, handsome!”
“Woah, that’s an exaggeration!” he stammered, and you rolled your eyes playfully;
“It isn’t, when will you stop putting yourself down?” you gently scolded him, staring at a picture of the two of you which you had saved on your laptop; you even had an entire folder dedicated to various selfies you and Okuyasu took and pictures of you two in general.
“How abouuut…when you will?”
The cute conversation went on for a while as you tidied your living room, which started to resemble a garbage dump less and less. You said your goodbyes after agreeing with each other that it was starting to get late, and you both still had to make and eat dinner, and you assured him that you would’ve been able to talk later.
The next day, you woke up excited; it wasn’t exactly early in the morning when you opened your eyes, as they widened when you glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, which read 12:36 in the afternoon. You let a small sigh escape your lips, maybe playing video games until ungodly hours wasn’t that good of an idea when you were supposed to wake up early and go on a date later…
Nonetheless, you still managed to cook lunch, change into a much more fitting attire and, as any other independent and responsible adult would do, watch videos on YouTube until it was time to leave with Okuyasu –whom picked you up at 5:30 with his brand new, black Nissan Note instead of his motorbike, and gave you a kiss first thing after yelling an ‘Oi, Y/N!’-.
“So,” you started, buckling up the seat belt, “You’re starting to use your car more?”
He shrugged as he started the engine,
“I mean… it was a gift for my 18th birthday, so I might as well use it. Plus…isn’t it more romantic to drive you somewhere with a car, instead of a motorbike?” he asked, causing you to snort.
“I guess so, your motorbike isn’t bad though- it’s just that the damn helmet always messes up my hair!”
“Hey, I thought that was just my problem! Why the hell didn’t ya tell me sooner? I’ve felt so alone this entire time…” he jokingly admitted, pouting slightly as you rolled your eyes and let out another giggle.
The 20 minutes drive seemed to fly by as you chatted about all, you were so engulfed with the conversation that you almost didn’t notice the beautiful scenery out of the car window- you guessed he was taking you to a restaurant with sea view.
As you finally arrived, he parked his car and gently placed a hand on your shoulder as if to stop you from opening the door.
“W-Wait, let me get that for you.” He said, getting out of the car and making his way to your side so he could open the door for you. You felt your cheeks and ears getting warmer as he even held your hand so he could help you stand up.
“That…was so sweet, Oku,” you said, beaming. His own cheeks got crimson and he quickly kissed you on the forehead, your hand still in his.
“Ah, u-uhm, yes, let’s get in, shall we?” he questioned and you nodded, a smile still on your face, partly because of the flustered state he was in.
He lead you inside, and you couldn’t help but notice how fancy the place seemed to be. Each table had a thin, white tablecloth, utensils and blue handkerchiefs placed on it, the wooden floor was so clean that you could almost use it as a mirror, and the pure white walls had been painted on, intricate drawings of the waves and fish –the colours that had been used were soft blues and greens, though- catching your attention immediately.
The restaurant was quite busy, with waiters and waitresses fast-walking from one side to the other, carrying any sort of dish. Your mouth watered at the sight of your favourite food getting served and you couldn’t wait to order something yourself.
Okuyasu seemed to notice this and opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by one of the waiters,
“Ah, welcome, miss and mister! Did you book a table?” he asked, a polite smile on his freckled face.  Okuyasu took a step forward,
“Uuh, yes, a table for two.” He quickly replied, and he nodded.
“Very well, your last names please?”
“Oh! Nijimura and L/N,”
“Let me lead the way!”
The two of you let him guide you towards one of the tables in the back, from where you could clearly see the sea and the clear sky without anything that could block your visual. You sat down in front of each other and the waiter handed you the Menus, informing you that he would be back soon to take your orders. You both thanked him and smiled, seeing how he had been nothing but sweet.
After a few minutes you were ready to order; you decided to eat your favourite meal while Okuyasu settled for caprese salad with pesto sauce –in honour of Tonio, you guessed, and he grinned when you asked him-.
“This is a fancy restaurant, by the way. Did you see how much some of the stuff costs? I hope the dessert isn’t too expensive, I forgot to look at the prices of that-“ you glanced at your boyfriend and he shook his head.
“Hey, don’t sweat it, it’s my treat!” he reassured you, he was being very sweet. You wondered why as you kept talking to each other; maybe he had a surprise for you? He was dressed so nicely, too- he wore a dark blue blazer with a white buttoned up shirt underneath, dark blue trousers and elegant black shoes. You panicked for a moment realizing that maybe you should’ve worn something a bit more elegant, too…
When the food finally arrived it was already 6 pm –understandable since there were so many people to serve, so you didn’t complain- the sound of people talking and utensils clattering filling the large room you were in, as you and Okuyasu started to talk about how good the food tasted and how nice the place was, to then move on to how both of you were pretty much settled with the job you had –Okuyasu had brought that up, a smile on his face, and you went along with it but you didn’t miss the fact that his nervousness had started to increase-.
As the sun started to set, causing the sky to change its colour from a bright blue to pink and red hues, and the sea gradually became calmer, you glanced out of the large window, sorbet in one hand and straw in the other to support it every time you would take a sip. Said window was slightly opened, and you couldn’t complain about the fresh breeze, which was making your hair gently move without messing it up as you feared.
“Thank you so much for taking me here by the way, Okuyasu,” you said, your smile growing as his cheeks tinted pink once again.
“That is…really the least I could do for making me the happiest guy in Mor-“ ‘Shit, no, I’m fucking this up- Morioh is so small!’ he mentally scolded himself, “…the happiest guy in the world!” he responded, his hands nervously shaking despite the weather being sunny and the temperature being quite warm.
“Hey, I could say the same, find me a guy who can make me laugh with his dumb jokes and then takes me out to the most romantic dinner ever,” you said, placing the small cup made of glass on the table, both of your desserts –he had ordered choco strawberry cone flavoured ice cream, as always- finished.
“I thought I was enough, though!” he joked, and as you laughed he leaned forward to quickly kiss your nose. You quirked as eyebrow.
“You’ve kissed me about fifty times today, why is that?” you couldn’t help but ask, though you kept smiling.
“That- might be because I wanted to tell you something very important,” he started, taking your hand in his. You weren’t sure why, but your breathing quickened. You feared it was something bad, but then again, Okuyasu had always been so sweet, why would he take you out and then tell you something that’d make you cry?
“Go on, I’m all ears.”
“S-So, uh, you know I’m no good with words but… we’ve been dating for years and…in these years, I realized that I was so dumb in high school, I was jealous of Josuke because he had all those girls surrounding him and nobody really cared about me,” he took a deep breath, his gaze never meeting yours, his eyes wandering in any other direction, “That is, until I met you, and I realized that…it…didn’t really matter anymore, how many girls were interested in me, or whatever. Because, I mean, why would it when you’re here by my side? And I know this was probably really simple and maybe it sounded stupid,”
He stood up, careful not to make a fool of himself by tripping or making something fall. Meanwhile, you finally realized what was going on, and your heart began racing as you noticed him getting closer, hands clenched in his pockets, and everyone else silently staring at you, almost expectantly. He kneeled on the floor, making everyone –including you- audibly gasp. You didn’t even try to hold back the huge smile on your face, and it seemed to be the same for Okuyasu.
“…but I don’t think I need anyone else with me, when we’re together, s-so… Y/N, amore mio,” he finally whipped the ring box out of his pocket, and opened it, revealing a gorgeous engagement ring that you couldn’t wait to have on your finger, “Will you marry me?”
You, at a loss of words, simply bobbed your head up and down, tears threatening to fall from your eyes, while Okuyasu was already in tears the moment you nodded. He quickly stood up and you threw your arms around his neck, embracing him so tight that your chests were touching and your head rested in the crook of his neck, while his rested in yours. You could hear the people cheering as Okuyasu broke the tight hug to slide the ring onto your finger, only to sweetly kiss you afterwards, his cheeks still wet with tears and his lips slightly quivering.
Once you could finally speak again, you chuckled, and he tilted his head in confusion.
“Did Tonio teach you that?”
“W-What?”
“Amore mio. It means ‘my love’ in Italian,”
He raised his eyebrows in realization and he, strangely enough, looked away,
“Well, yeah, he did, but I’m also…kind of learning Italian? On my own?”
You let an almost inaudible ‘Wow’ escape from your mouth and he seemed proud of himself, as he slightly smirked.
“That’s so cool, should I expect a wedding speech in Italian then?” you questioned, half joking and half serious.
“Hey, don’t expect too much from me now!”
“Nah, don’t worry.” ‘I only expect you to be the best husband ever. I know you will be.’ You though, as he excitedly told you your next destination- the Arcade.
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Quick update❤
Hello everyone, I want to get straight to the point and apology for my absence, I will do my best to get to your requests and then open them again! Also I’m so happy that more than 200 people decided to follow me, so I wanted to thank you all as well💖
The reason for my inactivity is mainly just me being lazy and demotivated, and also holidays...I just came back from the sea and I couldn’t post anything while I was there, rip. 
But I’ll do my best from now on, as I need to learn how to be more organized and do what needs to be done!
So, see you very soon, with something new to read💜
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May I get a La Squadra matchup? I’m a female, Gemini, ENTP. I’m first and foremost a charismatic, witty, and goofy person, always having some sort of joke to say, and I enjoy making others laugh. My more negative traits are that I’m a bit hotheaded, arrogant, and selfish. My hobbies include collecting comic books, playing video games, and especially hanging out with friends. I’m mostly described as the chaotic friend of the group who can’t keep their mouth shut.
Of course! Two members came to my mind while reading this, so I match you with...
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Formaggio!
Obviously he’s the most laid back and funny member of La Squadra, so I think you’d get along pretty well! He’d die laughing at any joke you’d say and he would always have one ready to retort!
He would spend hours playing video games with you and he would also steal some of your comic books to read them sometimes, he’s really into that stuff! He wouldn’t mind reading with you though, but you’d have to be patient because he’d laugh at anything funny and he’d attempt to show you the funniest or dumbest things he could find...every three or so pages.
He most likely wouldn’t be bothered by your occasional selfishness and such and in case he did he’d call you out on it, but he wouldn’t get so mad to the point of yelling at you.
The other member I was talking about is Illuso!
Illuso is, for the most part, a reserved person who doesn’t get along with others easily, but once he does he’s all bad jokes and playful fights! I think it’s easier for him to open up to people if they’re more extroverted than him, so he’d have no trouble getting closer to you.
Like Formaggio, he’d often join you while playing videogames, but he’s more competitive and you would end up staying in front of the screen for many hours trying to come up with a good strategy to beat the other! He would also enjoy reading comics with you, but he’d be more into the serious ones though.
You’d probably get on each other’s nerves occasionally because of your personalities and he’d need time before actually coming back to you to give an apology, but it’d be sincere and he would never intentionally hurt you.
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