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itjazzbicch · 1 year

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Beautiful Liar

Pairing: Bruno Bucciarati x Fem Reader

Summary: Trying to deny her true feelings about Bucciarati, Bucciarati decides to call the reader on her bluff after she avoids everyone, especially him, after he becomes capo...

Warnings: Swearing, SMUT (18+ ONLY! MINORS DNI! oral f receiving, unprotected sex)

First time writing for JoJo's and Bucciarati, as he is my favorite JoJo's character! I hope I did well and you all enjoy!

Word Count: 2.1k

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF

I couldn’t stand getting all dolled up just to be somewhere I didn’t feel like being.

Of course, Bucciarati became Capo, our crew was celebrating and at least I had a nice view. Italy was such a beautiful place, night sky filled of stars, city lights in the distance from this rooftop bar.

Sitting alone at the bar, a glass of wine in hand, I let my mind wonder, gazing at the view till I heard a soft voice:

“What are you doing sitting all alone?”

Bucciarati.

“What? Am I bothering you?” Finding him in the corner of my eye, he was never a fan of my attitude, leaning against the bar:

“Can’t even have some fun, can you?”

It wasn’t that I didn’t like Bucciarati. It was because I liked him. I couldn’t open up and face my own feelings. Any word and tone towards him came out as envy. Thankfully, I did get some amusement from it.

“Can a ragazza just enjoy a glass of wine?” Taking a sip, it amazed me how he dealt with me, still being kind:

“Nothing wrong with that. I just don’t think it’s fair that everyone else is having fun and you’re all alone with that scowl on your face.”

“I am just fine,” I smiled sarcastically at him, but he was persistent that I get out of that seat:

“Don’t be like that. How about a dance?”

“I’m not a dancer,” I lied, turning my head, but still listening as he assumed:

“Let me guess, you’re in one of your moods because I’m officially capo.”

“Don’t make me laugh,” I snickered softly, still not looking at him, even when he said:

“It wouldn’t surprise me. You’ve always envied me and why, may I ask?”

“Envy you?” This time I made sure I locked eyes, his blue eyes glimmering with his smile:

“You heard me.”

“I could care less that you are capo, now,” I wasn’t letting him win this little argument, going to leave it at that, but seizing when I felt his arm wrap around my hip, getting close enough to whisper:

“Then what is it, amore?”

I was never the type to be left speechless, getting lost in a void, feeling his warmth against me, even stronger in his hand that was on my hip, his scent filling me with a lust I’ve never experienced.

“I see now,” He always took the opportunity to laugh at me when it was presented, knowing exactly how I was feeling, “You are the type to run away from the truth.”

“And just what is that truth, hm?” I couldn’t keep sitting there looking dumb, making the mistake of looking into those blue eyes that sent me deeper into that void:

“Isn’t it obvious? Besides, Mista have told me more times than I can count.”

“That damn asshole,” I growled silently under my breath, trying to contain composure, speaking up this time, “And you believe that childish man?”

“There you, go running from the truth again,” Laughing at me again, he started to test me himself, voice growing to a deep whisper into my ear, “It doesn’t matter anyways. I already know the truth, amore.”

The way he called me amore made my thighs squeeze together, the heat in my cheeks from my wine growing, naturally leaning into him.

He was almost hypnotic and it put me into a slight panic. Should I take the opportunity in this moment? Or do what exactly what he said, run from the truth?

“What do you know, Bucciarati?” I scoffed, something inside of me wouldn’t let him break me that easily, but I was pushed right to the edge.

“You are such a beautiful liar,” The tension just kept rising with every word he spoke, chills down my spine and that’s when something in me changed.

I was a mafioso! Some little crush wasn’t going to turn me into someone timid. Glancing to the guys, they were all distracted and so?

With a smack of my lips, I gulped down the rest of my wine, taking his hand and leaving my seat, guiding him to the elevator.

“Y/N?” Curious, but still following me, I let him know exactly what I was doing.

“You offered a dance. So,” I had the most confident smirk on my face that made his eyes light up while twirling into him inside of the elevator, making sure the door shut before I kissed, “Let’s dance.”

It became so clear how much tension the both of us had built up inside, shattering with the clash of our lips, every touch and move exceeding anything I ever fantasized about, pushing my chest against his, hand full of his suit jacket when his hand slid up my thigh, pulling our hips together to feel his hardening bulge.

Every time the elevator beeped, I grew more impatient, nearly dragging him out of the elevator when we finally got to the floor of my room.

I didn’t want to stop for a single second, tongues dancing all the way to the edge of my bed, ready to strip till he palmed my lower back, stroking my cheek:

“Slow down, amore. You’re so impatient.”

“Can you blame me?” I finally breathed in, breaking out in goosebumps at his fingertips sliding the strap of my dress off my shoulder:

“I understand, but there’s no need to move so quickly. Your capo just wants the time to adore you beauty.”

“Sí, capo,” I hummed softly at the kiss he left along my neck, unzipping my dress, eyes falling down to the floor with it, taking his good time to see me in just my heels and panties.

For a change, I followed his lead, moonlight peaking through the windows illuminating those gorgeous blue eyes when he took me by the chin, a kiss guiding me back onto the bed.

My heart was beating like normal, but so hard against my chest with his hand sliding down my neck and all over my breasts, nearly moaning already at his fingers rolling my nipple, licking along my ear:

“With all of this beauty, I’m taking my time.”

His words surely tamed my impatience. Just that alone prepared me to be in bed with him for some time.

Closing my eyes softly and submerging into a new world, letting out the soft moans that were building up as his kisses lead down my neck, finding my breasts and making sure to give each their fair share of attention, from soft bites to hard sucks on my nipples that made me squirm a little.

Every nerve was tingling more and more the further down he went, lace panties between his teeth and yanking them away, eyes locked on his physique as his suit jacket was thrown off, spreading my legs wide and upward, watching his tongue slide across his upper lip:

“I want to savor every single taste. Maybe this will take all that bad, sassy mood away.”

“B-Bruno,” One single, broad lick along my clit had me whining, swirling around it having my legs shake, throwing my head back into the pillows when he started sucking.

He formed a tighter grip on my thighs as I began to shake more, taking handfuls of the sheets at a swift lick downward, tongue pushing in and flicking at my walls, then taking me with a mouthful, the pressure at my clit making my legs fight his grip, starting to close his head in.

“R-Right there!” I let my body do as it wanted, beginning to grind against his face, arching at the groan that came from deep in his chest, whining as his strength pushed my legs back down to the mattress, keeping them pinned as he simply devoured me.

Needing no words, only staring throwing his bangs, knowing the blissful state I was in, making sure that I didn’t have even a second to catch a breath, instantly having me come undone, a smile visible even while buried between my legs, mouth wide open against me and licking up the slick from my orgasm.

“See all the good things you can get when your patient, hm?”

Of course, he had to take the time to poke at me, leaving a few kisses along my thighs, but my eyes were focused on what I couldn’t see, only seeing his hands go below his waist.

“Gonna make me wait more?” Not that I was even worried, taking deep breaths and silencing as he kneeled onto the bed, me being the one to admire his body.

Those sexy tattoos, abs so tone and defined, not to mention the impressiveness of his cock, all of the air I took in taken away from it.

“Why do you ask? Is there something else you want?”

I really wasn’t in the mood for the teasing now, especially with him between my legs, slapping his cock against my skin softly.

“You know exactly what I want,” My eyes shot off an intense glare, but I wasn’t getting what I wanted so easily.

“Oh, that?” He smirked, running his tip through my folds, slapping my clit and having my lip trapped between my teeth, “Is that what you want, amore?”

“Don’t be like that, Bruno,” I pouted, closing my eyes and taking in the pleasure that it did give off, hiding the moans from his tip circling my entrance, rubbing my folds softly.

“I Can’t give you what you want if you don’t tell me,” I could feel his smile again as he placed kisses at my neck and cheek, finally giving him what he wanted, voice so sweet as I told him:

“I want you, Bruno. I want you inside of me already. Please.”

“Good girl,” Nibbling on my ear and easing his cock into me at the same time made me gasp so hard, his girth a lot to take, walls spasming around him already.

“Merda!” Biting my lip again, I looked to see that I haven’t even taken half of him, soft thrusts helping me adjust.

“Shh, I have you,” I loved that he knew how to tend to me so well, guiding my arms around his neck, a hand running through his hair, whispering to him:

“I just never had someone like you.”

“And you’ll never have someone like me again,” His confidence wasn’t just for show, hooking my legs over the button of his inner elbows, pushing forward and with a quick thrust, feeding me all of his cock.

I never moaned in such a filthy way, panting at the quick thrusts he gave, hearing our wet skin every other thrust as he bottomed me out.

Those moans only grew more filthy and loud, pushing forward so our foreheads could meet, nose nuzzling so I could hear his coo:

“Only your capo.”

“Only you, Bruno!” All the mental blocks I had built were broken down to crumbles, finally letting go of every thought I’ve ever had about him, “I only want you, capo!”

“I always knew,” He chuckled softly, lifting his head some and somehow, I knew to find his eyes, teary from the searing burn of pleasure, but held our gaze, “Gonna let me feel you cuming all over me, amore?”

“Y-Yess!” I cried out, head suddenly snapping back, walls pulling him even deeper any time he pulled back a little, a ram of his hips smacking right into my sweet spot, keeping pressure against my clit and cervix, “I’m cuming!”

His forehead fell to mine with a groan rumbling in his chest, thrusts not stopping, but a bit languid as we both felt the death grip I had on his cock, entire body squirming, nails scratching at his back as my hips jerked upward, feeling the squelch of slick making a mess all over our thighs.

“Brava, ragazza,” He mumbled with a soft smile, kissing along with rolls of his hips, “So tight and wet, all for me.”

“You’re just so damn good,” I huffed, hugging his head and moaning at the throbs of his cock, damning him, “Cazzo, Bruno.”

He could only chuckle at that, releasing my legs and pulling me into a warm embrace, “See what you could’ve had sooner if you weren’t such a liar?”

“The beautiful liar that you mentioned earlier?” I shot back, meeting his gaze to see a pure smile this time, shining my own confidence, “There will be no lying about how I feel. You’re mine, capo.”

His smile showed that he proud that I finally owned up to my feelings, being my confident self again, even if I still had some sass, kissing softly, “Now that’s my, ragazza.”

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byakuyacoochie · 3 months

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Bucciarati Gang x Reader

Request: imagine a reader with what I like to call Zoro syndrome where they get lost easily. and always end up incredibly lost

Part 4 spoilers!

A/N: I am very busy & tired with work so formatting with be fixed eventually

The first blue message is supposed to be from mista not reader!!! I will fix tomorrow after work 😭

#jjba smau #jjba fake texts #jojo smau #jjba imagines #jjba x reader #jojo imagines #jojo fake texts #jojo x reader #jjba x y/n #trish una x reader #giorno x reader #bruno bucellati x reader #leone abbachio x reader #mista x reader #narancia x reader #fugo x reader

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zujime · 10 months

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─── multiple characters x reader

characters included: bruno, joesph(not the old man ya'll, he is kinda bad tho ngl), josuke, jotaro, giorno, mista

c.w. when ur sad/upset/overthinking/idk, aged up, fluff, comfort, established relationship, no y/n usage, hcs, jjba, some italian pet names (2), a few swear words

- it's been a while since i posted jjba content, it's also been a while since i posted overall. this probably isn't much but for right now until i recover from this burnout, it's all i have. i hope you enjoy :)

at times like these, bruno notices almost immediately that something's up when he walks into your shared home and is met with an eerie silence. it's not long before he's rushing into the bedroom in search of you, only to find you curled up in bed—hidden under covers as you trembled and sniffled lightly. his touch is gentle when he rests his hand on your quivering shoulder, voice even softer as he speaks—asking about what's troubling you.

"what's wrong, mia cara" whether you tell him or not, he encourages you to release whatever tears remain as he holds you, giving you a shoulder to cry on and lots of forehead, nose, and cheek kisses as he tries to soothe you. once you've calmed down, he'll ask if there's anything you want—either a necessity or just something you want, he's getting it without a second thought. he just loves you so much and wants to do all he can for you.

now joesph...is kind of a jerk when he finds you crying at first. he'd baby talk you as he pinches, squishes your cheeks, and flicks your forehead or nose while laughing his ass off, but when he notices that you're not giving him any snappy remarks, slapping his hands away, or laughing with him, that's when he knows something's wrong and he's actually worried.

and when he starts asking you what happened, he almost sounds like a fly that's been buzzing in your ear for god knows how long, but you know he means well, especially when he's giving you the warmest and tightest hug he can—holding you against his chest as you let his heartbeat calm your uneven breathing. he's definitely babying you for the rest of the day and he might tease you a teeny tiny bit, but only to make you laugh.

josuke would probably think he did something to cause you to feel this way and if that's the case, bro's apologizing profusely (please, he's so sorry). whatever the problem might be, expect lots—and i mean lots of short sloppy kisses all over your face while he whispers tons of "I'm sorry" or "it's ok" onto your face. he might refrain from asking what the problem is both out of fear and because he doesn't want to cross boundaries or upset you even more.

but he'll spoil you rotten for the entire week cause he wants you—his everything—to feel better and he wants you to know how much he loves you. cuddles, kisses, hugs, naps together, movie night, whatever the hell you want is exactly what he's gonna give you maybe even before you ask. (he'd probably cry w you, on a serious note).

i think that jotaro would sit there and wait for you to tell him what's wrong so he'll know if it's serious or not—if it's serious he'll stay and listen to what you have to say, but if it's not like you're crying because something is out of stock or something, he's leaving the room and not even sparring you a second glance.

anyway, if you need any type of physical affection, he'd be able to tell from your body language or if you ask him for it but either way, he's not gonna not give you what you want...he's a really good listener, would literally sit there and listen to all that you have to say with no interruptions and he'd cuddle with you until you fall asleep cause he needs to know that you're actually okay, but he's not leaving your side. at all.

ok listen, not exactly like josuke, but i think giorno would be such a sweetheart. he'd ask if you'd wanna talk about it and would be content listening to whatever you say to him while he's holding you in his arms to bring your frantic mind to a slow so you can focus on what you want to say. would definitely cuddle with you in bed—you'll pass out in like less than 20 minutes so yeah.

mista would be so worried but at the same time he's asking who did it with sex pistols in hand (bro's ready to kill a bitch for you). "amore mio, who do i need to kill?" "mista, please don't kill anyone..." he's drowning you in nothing but love (kisses, cuddles, hand-holding, etc). he'd let you wear his hat or play with his hair to calm you down if that's what you want. you're getting spoiled. no, if's and's or but's, you're getting spoiled. want food? he's got it. wanna watch something? the tv's already on. wanna nap? he's already waiting in bed. he'd also let you cry on his shoulder for as long as you need and he'll give you back rubs too. :((

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luxwritings · 2 years

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Heyy, I hope you’re doing well!

I really liked your “monster trio reacting to making you cry” and I would like to request a similar scenario with the bucci gang. (If that’s too many people then just Abbacchio, narancia, Bruno and mista) thankss 🥰

I gotchu eventhough this reply is a year and a half late

Abbacchio, Narancia, Bruno, and Mista reaction to making you cry

Reader: g/n

Abbacchio

One of those guys that really wouldn’t mean to make it on purpose, but because of his semi-harsh tone theres one time where it does it hard enough for it to make you cry. His voice is deep and rough, and paired with his little attitude he can give sometimes, shit can hurt.

So when you and the rest of the bucci gang are sitting together, and you ask a question where.. the answer mightve been obvious.. Abbacchio’s tone and voice made him come off as rude and annoyed as he answered your question in front of everyone else. Thankfully, no one really batted an eye since they’re used to him being that way sometimes, but as his significant other you are used to getting a soft treatment.

You began to overthink this, and you excuse yourself from where him and the rest of the bucci gang is sitting to be alone for a while. Abbacchio however, can read you like an open book, and knows right away something is wrong. The second you stand up to leave, he is right behind you.

“Why do you want to be alone, mi amore? Whos bothering you? Mista?” he asks, while you two reach privacy

You smile a bit, “You are”

He gives you a confused look, and silently waits for you to continue

“I dont know..” Your voice begins to crack as you try to communicate the pain, “Maybe I misread your tone, but earlier, when I asked kinda a dumb question, you responded a bit rudely”

As he listens, your tears flow and you cant help but to feel a bit pathetic.

But, you feel that familiar hand on your head that stops you in your tracks of crying for a second. You look up, and Abbacchio is lightly petting your hair. He opens his mouth to speak and says, “Don’t cry. I know I can be an asshole sometimes, I’ll be more careful, okay? I’m sorry I didn’t realize…”

You smile in response, and he continues in his serious voice, “No more tears, I’ll make it all better, I promise.”

“Yes,” you pout jokingly, “Make it all better.. pat my head more.”

He chuckles in response, “No but seriously, I’m sorry mi amore”

Narancia

I would just have to say that Narancia making you cry must be done physically because lord I can barely imagine him saying something hurtful to his s/o even on accident

Its a normal afternoon, and you and Narancia are doing you and Narancia things, also known as being overly energetic at random times in the day. What does today bring? Wrestling match.

Its usually very playful with him, and many of the rest of the bucci gang is around doing their own thing as Narancia is struggling to pin you on the floor and count to three. However, you dont go down without a fight, so there is a LOT of resistance on your end. This definitely causes issues.

In the mess of limbs and fighting noises, Narancia’s fist clashes with your lip in attempt to move his hand to pin your wrist. Your hand flies to your mouth and you back out a bit, stunned. The tears in your eyes begin to brood, but you tried to keep it in.

“Owww Narancia!!” But, your voice cracks, and somehow some tears escape your eyes. The embarrassment pushed you to the edge to let the crying release, especially since you and Narancia weren’t alone.

“What happened??” Mista shouts from the other room from all the commotion.

“N-Nothing!” and Narancia begins to slightly freak out, and his eyes automatically turn back to you in panic. “Y/n! I’m sorry!! Don’t cry!!”

But your hand is still over your lip, and youre sure theres blood thats began to come out. Narancia reaches over and gently removes your hand, wishing to look at where he hit you.

And surely, there is a bit of blood he sees. He gasps at the sight, “Does it hurt?!”

You cock your head a bit, “Yeah, a little.”, ending with a sniffle from your continued crying-runny-nose.

Though, he continues to look extremely concerned, and its quite cute, but you dont want him to overly worry. “That means you got a foul and you lose, though”, you grin widely

If theres one thing about Narancia, its that your smile is absolutely contagious to him, just as much as his is to you. So as you can imagine, he grins, really big, “Well, thats okay, you can punch me and we’ll be even.” he says, gloatingly.

You shake your head, reaching to wrap your arms around him, as he reciprocates. You tumble over holding each other laying down, room filled with laughter.

Bruno

It genuinely feels impossible to think of a scenario where Bruno could make you cry

But the thing about Bruno is like, he can get pretty invested in his gang, rightfully so. I mean, he is a father of 5.

Bruno really doesn’t like to get you included in all of the gangs details, like as in violence, missions, etc. His main priority is protecting you from harmful things, and he believes that having you included in his work is one of them. That also means that.. theres days with no message from Bruno. Theres nights on end where you are lonely because he isn’t there, hes working.

On one certain night, you decide to dial his cell and call him from home. Your hands shook, pressing each number, as you were already crying at the sight of your empty living space you came home to once again.

The phone rings, and stops. “Bruno.”

“Yes?”

“You are never here, and you’re always vague about whats going on and what you’re doing.”

He’s silent, so you continue. “I feel neglected.” you sniffle, “For the last few days, I’ve been falling asleep alone and I don’t even get informed on why you’re even gone because of your gang.”

You hear a small sigh on the phone, “I know. I need 20 minutes, I must finish something and I’ll be home. I’m sorry.”

“Okay.” you say in response, quite sadly still.

“Y/N. I know you are crying. I don’t want you to cry, but I understand why you are.”

“I get your work, it’s just, I miss you. I’m not mad or anything.”

Another moment of silence passes, where Bruno momentarily thinks for the best solution to keep you satisfied. “How about I shift all of my responsibilities on Giorno for the next few weeks and we can spend time together, okay?

“Okay!” you say, more excitedly this time. Its obvious your mood has lifted up, extremely thankful for Bruno. “Oh.. and.. when you come home, can we watch TV?”

“Of course my darling”

Overall pretty easy to be soothed by Bruno, especially since his demeanor is just calming and he never tries to have malicious intentions with you, so theres a lot of trust there.

Mista

I feel like he’d probably say some stupid shit during an argument that would push you to the edge of making you cry. I’m not tryna be angsty here but… that just makes sense to me. So I’ll twist my idea a bit (if yall are interested in a separate more angsty piece that regards mista and y/n arguing however ..)

You and Mista do bicker a lot, and its usually very jokingly in a way that you guys just like to fake argue and be silly. However, on moody days, things can get out of hand, and out of hand fast.

Mista didnt realize that you werent up to any sort of jokes like that today, so when he makes a comment on something you were insecure about today through a punchline, it does not tickle your funny bone. (had to slide in a white phrase)

Mista overall is quite sensitive in the sense that hes very aware of things that can hurt you. But man, the moment you gave him that death stare in response to his joke, he knows he fucked up… But, before he can open his mouth to speak, the waterworks begin. You did have a moody day, after all.

“H-hey…”, He approaches you closer, taken aback by a reaction he certainly did not expect. “I didn’t really mean it, okay?! I was just joking.”

“But you know I’m not feeling well!”

“I didn’t know! I’m sorry for making you cry babe..”

Your voice softens as you whine his name, and his tone reflects yours, “Dont cry.. okay?”

You slightly nod, looking up at him. As your eyes meet, he suddenly pulls you into a bone-crushing hug, rocking your bodies together back and forth.

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mrsgiovanna · 2 years

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Slowly starting to knock these out, thanks for being so patient 🥺🤲🥰

Warnings: none

Prompt list here

20. Tiny ways to say I love you w/Bruno Bucciarati

Warm beach sand crunched under your feet as you walked hand in hand with the one you loved most. Far removed from the activities of his occupation, he seeks refuge in your touch and his soul companionship within yours. One would assume that for a love as intense as yours, only the grandest gestures would do, but you both had learned early on that the most meaningful declarations came as a whisper instead of a shout.

Any doubts of his affections for you were silenced by the tender way in which he kissed your fingertips before bed, and how even in his sleep-ridden state he still sought you out, pulling you into his embrace and gently cradling your head.

Bruno was attentive, he could accurately guess your thoughts from a few tweaks in your features. Bad moods were met with sweet words, and loving affirmations, if you needed to get something off your chest he quietly listened, offering counsel only if you'd asked. In the midst of your annoyance though, you'd catch a glimpse of the genuine concern in his cerulean eyes soothes your weary soul and puts your mind at ease again. Surely what had vexed you couldn't compare to the love he had for you.

He was a romantic at heart, charismatic to a fault, his burden was great, but never so much that it saw him neglecting you. Quick kisses with breakfast before work, waking up just a little earlier to have a few more wakeful moments to appreciate you, opening your eyes to his soft smiles and gentle touches were the best parts of your day.

He always made sure that you were well taken care of and the evidence of his care showed in your demeanor, so you were only too happy to reciprocate, such care deserves actions just as eager. And so on the nights in which he walked in tense, ascending from the chaotic world he oversaw, he found solace in your embrace, the melody of your voice lulling him back to his truest self, the version of himself reserved for just you. You'd unbraid his hair and smooth the creases from his brow, coax the tension from his shoulders, reaffirm how much he's loved, and your actions showed him how.

The quiet reverie on your long walk was broken when Bruno squeezed your hand.

"Are you alright tesoro? What's on your mind?" You looked at him with your brightest smile and could swear you heard his breath hitch and saw his cheeks turn ruddy. "I'm fine, my love, just lost in my thoughts… "

"I'm glad I found you then, we're here," he replied with a wry smile pointing towards the picnic set up for the pair of you.

"I thought this was just a walk, I know how busy you've been… I love this though, it's so perfect, I wish you'd have hinted though, I'd made a better effort at getting dressed,"

"Precisely why I've said nothing, you're perfect as you are and I want you to be in your element. Now come, sit with me, there's nothing chasing after our attention for the rest of the day, I've made sure of that…" it was your turn to feel flushed.

There were a million such gestures that went repeated each day- little actions that proved most times love was conveyed in a whisper and not a shout.

#bruno bucciarati x reader #bruno bucellati x reader #bruno x reader #jjba x reader #bruno buccellati #bruno bucciarati #bruno bucciarati imagines

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jojikawa · 2 years

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Mrs. Bucciarati | Bruno Bucciarati x Fem! Reader | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

┊❥ Part 9- Notorious B.I.G.

MASTERLIST

✧『Fandom』: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

✧『Character』: Bruno Bucciarati

✧『Word Count』: 2,789 words 14,988 characters

✧『Summary』: Some characteristics of Bruno begin to stand out to you. Why is he so cold...?

To your dismay, you had almost gotten settled in your seat with Bruno when you saw someone from the distance. Mista was aiming at them and saying something you couldn’t quite make out.

Instinctively, you got up and went to the entrance of the plane to see exactly what was going on. The person wasn’t listening to any of Miata’s commands and pleas, leading Mista to shoot him. You saw that man he shot had a stand before he collapsed.

Perhaps, not all stand users would be made equal. Another user down and in a timely manner too.

“Wow! Nice shot, Mista!” You shouted, grabbing the young man’s attention. Upon hearing you, he gave you a big smile while waving his gun at you to say “Hello”

“Hey, thanks! Giorno doesn’t seem to think so, though!”

You tilted your head. “Why not?!”

“He thinks the user wanted me to shoot him. Crazy!”

You made a small gasp. Giorno wasn’t usually wrong about his assumptions. “Hm. Well, be careful you guys! If he’s dead you guys should leave it so that we could take off.”

You waited for the boys to get on and as the plane took off, you went to the back room where you were seated with Bruno before. Trish was there and the two were already in the middle of a conversation.

“Oh, am I interrupting?” You asked politely. You noticed that Trish had a hard time opening up to Bruno sometimes, you assumed it was important if Bruno had her talking back here.

“No, we were actually just finishing up.” Bruno quickly said. Trish was a little taken aback by his eagerness and so were you. “Oh okay.” You let out an awkward laugh and Bruno motioned you to sit on the inside of the row of seats on his side.

As you sat down, you heard Bruno beginning to start talking about different things to you. You assumed it was about what colors your wedding with him would be. You weren’t paying attention though. You saw that Mista and Giorno were having a weird conversation.

If you heard correctly, Giorno was asking Mista to ready for his gun for something. You then began to remember the events from a few minutes before. As you said, Giorno usually isn’t wrong about the things he feels and senses. It was likely that something could happen.

It wasn’t long before Bruno realized that you weren’t paying attention. He took a look at your eyes and then looked in the same direction as you to try to see what you were seeing. Giorno and Mista seemed to be startled by something.

Bruno stood up. “What is it? Something I should know?” He then went over to investigate and naturally you went over with him.

The sight was god awfully. It was a bloody batch of severed fingers. Seeing it gave you unpleasant goosebumps and you hid behind Bruno, looking over his shoulder at the mess.

The boys talked about the situation for a while. You were more concerned for the children’s safety or if Abbacchio was alright in the cockpit by himself.

You felt better when Giorno told you that the fingers weren’t real because Golden Experience’s power wouldn’t work on it.

Bruno asked you to hold onto him while he got rid of him. He did so and the creepy situation had been solved for now.

While everyone was quiet, you were thinking of a plan. You needed to push your stand past its limits to be able to keep everyone safe. This was a very small area. If a stand were to attack, it could damage the plane. If the plane crashes, who knows where you’d land?

Hearing gunshots, you gasped and covered your mouth. Mista had shot Giorno’s arm off!

“Trish!” You yelled, running to her side. I stand was attacking. Mista didn’t do that for no reason. You looked at Giorno’s arm on the floor. It was covered in some red substance that was consuming it. Feeding and increasing in size.

The stand didn’t need the user to keep functioning. So how would you kill it? You could use your stand to freeze it in time maybe? You didn’t need a user if the user is dead. Bruno can get rid of it. But your stand has a range. It could just come back.

Suddenly, in front of you, Mista began bleeding. He shot the stand and it began to consume his Bullets.

“Mista!” Narancia yelled.

You moved forward but Bruno had kept a tight grip on you. “This is not good. Stay back!”

Narancia attempted to fight the creature but almost immediately, his stand was consumed.

Bruno told Trish to go and hide in the back while everything was being taken care of, but as soon as she began to move the stand went straight for her.

“Unknown Actor!” You yelled, causing the enemy stand to be stuck in mid-air. “Dammit, I should’ve done it sooner.”

You looked at Bruno and the others. How would you dispose of the stand now?

“Let me take it out, Ms.Bucciarati.” Giorno offered.

You furrowed your eyebrows. “The stand would come into motion again. Time is a very powerful stand ability so I have limits.” You began to explain. “Something in time can’t touch something that’s in motion or it would create a problem paradox.”

Wait…how did I know that? Why do I keep saying these things?!”

“But it will only keep chasing us. There’s no way you can keep that up forever, right?” He asked but with urgency. You closed your eyes. “With only one arm?” You retorted.

“I’m the adult here. I’m not going to let you sacrifice another one of your arms because of me…” You spoke calmly.

“MS. BUCCIARATI!!”

“(Y/N)”

Huh?

“What’s wrong?” You opened your eyes. You would’ve been scared but you were just confused. Everything was in slow motion. The enemy stand was no longer frozen in place by you, now coming towards you.

You side-stepped, seeing that it was easy to dodge if you were able to move in normal motion but…your body was still there…? What was going on?

You looked over at Bruno whose eyes were watery. He was teaching for you and yelling something you couldn’t understand. You then looked at Giorno who was now jumping in the way of the stand since your body wasn’t moving.

Suddenly, you felt goosebumps all over your body, you blinked just for a moment and everything was normal again.

Giorno made the stand latch onto his other arm instead. He then explained how the stand works before punching the window of the plane.

“GIORNO WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I TOLD YOU I WOULD HANDLE-!” You yelled before the gust of wind pushed you down the walkway.

Bruno grabbed you, holding you close beneath him as he tried to hold on.

Your eyes widened when you saw blood spewing out of Giorno’s arm as he tried to cut his arm off with the glass. You tried to wiggle out of Bruno’s grasp but it was a part of him to protect you over everyone else.

It was only when Giorno’s arm was completely severed is when he let go of you to run over and grab Giorno and cover the broken window.

You looked around.

Mista was hurt, Narancia was hurt, Giorno was hurt.

“I want to protect them, Bruno! I’m gonna try my best to protect the kids!”

“I can’t protect any of them. My stand is so useless.” Tears spilled out of your eyes as you dropped to your knees.

“No, cara. Please don’t cry. You were perfect. All of this happened because of me—because I decided to bring my team on this plane. This is my mistake to own.” Bruno held Giorno and lowered his head.

“But you couldn’t possibly have known this would’ve happened…when my father told me that being able to manipulate time as a stand ability was really powerful, I believed him. I was so naïve.” You cried more but naturally, you found the strength to check the bodies of the boys to see if they were still breathing.

“She’s right,” Trish said. You had forgotten about her, just for a moment. “No one could’ve predicted this. Being on this plane helped us get rid of that stand for good.” She tried to salvage the situation. She wasn’t used to both of the adults being in shambles like this.

Bruno heard her but didn’t ignore her. “(y/n), can you help me treat their injuries?”

Oh yeah. He called you by your name. Not “cara.” He hadn’t done it casually like that since you were children. He must be really emotional right now.

“Yes, I can help.” You answered, a sullen look now gracing your features.

“Wait, about those injuries…Giorno’s arms can be replaced, right?” She asked timidly. You left that up to Bruno since you didn’t want to be the bearer of bad news.

Bruno explained to her how their stands worked, telling her that Giorno will have no way of obtaining his arms again. Mista and Narancia can’t be healed either.

“Trish, you should go to the back so that there’s no risk of you being hurt again.” You told her. “I’ll be back there soon.” You gave her a weak smile but she trusted it immediately.

Now you and Bruno were basically alone. You helped Bruno put the boys in the turtle. Normally, Bruno would be the one babying you but you felt like he needed you too.

“I hope you can realize this wasn’t your fault.” You broke the silence. He was holding the turtle and you could tell he wasn’t able to look at you. You gave him a moment to breathe before hugging him. “I think that you were perfect as well. You’re a great leader.”

“I failed to protect you too.” He sounded choked up when he spoke. “If Giorno didn’t save you then…I don’t know what I’d do.” He returned your hug with an arm around your waist and the other on the top of your head.

“I’m sorry.” You said. “I don’t know why I stood there. I don’t understand my stand anymore.” You told him. The two of you pulled away.

“Earlier, what did you mean when you mentioned your father?” Bruno asked. When he spoke, he used his free hand to softly touch your cheek.

“O-Oh…I…” You looked away from him. You didn’t want to pity yourself at a time like this. “C-Can we sit down for a moment?” You asked sweetly. Bruno nodded at you and you guided him to one of the empty seats.

You sat on the inside for a view of the window and Bruno sat on the outside as usual. He only blinked, waiting in silence for you to continue as you avoided his eyes.

You locked eyes with him once then back at the window before speaking.

“Do you believe in vampires?”

“Vampires? I think they’re an interesting concept but personally, I don’t believe in them. Do you?” Bruno found it silly but he didn’t want to belittle you with his opinions if you happened to have a strong belief in them.

“I don’t know…I asked because my father said he got his stand from a man who claimed to be a vampire. His stand had time manipulative abilities so when I got my power, he thought it meant something important.” You tried to make yourself small from how embarrassed you were beginning to feel. It sounded so much dumber out loud…

“I see. That is truly perplexing. Perhaps, your father was fooled.”

You looked at Bruno again before snapping your gaze back to the small window of the plane. “Maybe so, but my father isn’t an idiot. If he was played then he would’ve found out by now. For years, he retold the story of how they met.” You explained.

“Does it worry you?” Your fiancé asked, innocently. “It’s okay to be worried.”

“I guess it does. It makes me feel weird and I just wanted to know how you felt about a thing like that.” You sighed, leaning your head on his shoulder.

Bruno felt butterflies in his abdomen! He still wasn’t used to you showing affection first so small things like hugging and using him as your rock made him truly happy.

“Oh, sorry.” You removed your head. “You wanted to tell Abbacchio what happened, right? I didn’t mean to hold you up.”

“I-It’s just fine, cara.” Bruno quickly got up, almost stumbling as well. He was always so graceful with his movements.

When Bruno left, you could hear the faint sound of them talking over the sound of the plane soaring in the air.

“I wish I had control of my stand…”

“You do.”

“Huh—“ You gasped and looked to your left. “Bruno?” You called but no answer. No one was seen or heard.

“Hmm.” You sighed to yourself and then turned your attention back outside the window. It looked like you were…descending?

Wait! You actually were! You were falling!

“Trish!” You shot up, not noticing Bruno coming through the door. You ran to the back of the plane where you had left Trish. You felt so horrible for leaving her at a time like this. Now the plane was falling out of the sky!

You opened the door to see Trish with Giorno’s ladybug broach. She saw your relieved expression turn into one of horror. You froze, becoming stiff as you locked eyes with her.

“Trish, I need you to come. You have to be fast-“ You were suddenly cut off by Bruno behind you.

“No. She needs to be slow and steady.”

Bruno contesting you again. At a time like this? You would turn around and smack him if you could move freely right now. He attempted to guide Trish but she seemed to run away!

You gasped before flinching at Bruno’s booming voice. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

You realized what Trish had meant, backing into Bruno and applying pressure to get him to move backward. He instinctively held you by your shoulders since he was so much taller but was too shocked to understand.

“She can make it.” You told him before pushing a little harder. “Make room so she can get through!”

Trish explained that the stand would purse her whether she ran or walked. She was able to make it and you saw that she had a stand too.

When Trish entered the cockpit, the stand lunged an attack at her that was supposed to piece and destroy the door but it became rubber instead.

You attempted to touch it. It was soft but didn’t break.

Trish’s stand turned the whole cockpit into a soft but durable material. The back part of the plane was still metal and fell into the ocean.

You were completely amazed. “Wow, Trish! That was some really quick thinking.” You praised her and wanted to hug her but in fear of falling, you hung on Bruno.

Trish made the stand go away for good.

Inside the turtle, you embraced her, causing her to blush. She hadn’t had much contact in a long time: not since her mother died…You made her feel so warm.

“Ms. Bucciarati, I mean, (y/n), thank you for believing in me.” She said and you smiled. Bruno wanted to intervene but the last thing he wanted to do was ruin your moment. “I’ve always believed in you.” You whispered. I’m that moment, you didn’t even sound like yourself to her. You sounded like her mom! Her heart dropped.

The two of you pulled away and you immediately ran over to Bruno, finally breaking down. “I thought we were gonna die.” You threw your arms around him, still shaken up from the plane falling.

Bruno returned your embrace. “But we didn’t, cara, and now we are here together.” He placed his hand in your head and held you into his chest. You cried tears of joy.

You were so relieved! You were definitely going to have him take you out and treat you for a whole month after this!

“Cara, may I kiss you?” He asked innocently.

You looked up at him. “Huh?”

“I don’t like to see you cry because I know it’s from sadness and fear but I think you look so beautiful.” He placed a hand on your cheek.

You flushed at his actions. He knew how to make every situation so romantic. "Yes, You can kiss me..." You replied with a red tint on your face. He smiled at your timidness before pressing his lips to yours.

You loved kissing him so much but his lips were oddly cold...

#jjba part 5 #vento aureo #bruno bucciarati #bruno buccellati #bruno x reader #bruno bucellati x reader #jojo x reader #jojo's bizarre adventure #JoJo imagines #bruno bucciarati imagine #bruno imagine #golden wind #jojo bruno #anime x reader #JoJo no Kimyō na Bōken #jjba headcanons #jojo no kimyō na bōken

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queenofallimagines · 3 years

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Abbacchio giorno Narancia and Bruno helping with your natural hair

I had to post this before i finished my haikyuu asks bc this is important

Narancia:

- I have forcefully been shoved into the JoJo universe and I just had to get this out of my system

- He’s black we already knew this it’s not a surprise

- He just lets hair hair do whatever and it works??

- Like his wash n go always come out fly and it’s honestly not fair

- When you and him (+ mista) are in the mirror in the morning fixing your hair he will help you detangle

- Makes sure your bonnet stay on at night even if you sleep wild

- He has at least four silk pillows bc he sleeps extra wild and he can’t risk having breakage

- (Non binary Narancia👀) matching hairstyles

- will let you wear one of his spare headbands if you need it

- “We match🥺🥺”

- Pretty helpful and don’t be ripping out knots

- Surprisingly gentle when doing your hair

- Always has the best wash day playlist

- You can’t tell me it wouldn’t be fun to jam to old head music while he’s parting to ur hair

- Humidity who?? He got you covered

- Has an excess of plastic shower caps in case you need them

- He doesn’t change it often but when he does he goes all out for a style

- He had mista help him with waves once?? *chefs kiss*

- All in all 10/10

Giorno:

- all of Passione is black I’m not sorry but I’m going to stick to Canon just this once

- Him and his silky smooth ass hair don’t even know what to do at first

- Probably tries to dry Detangle your hair and you got a smack him

- He will let you use his hair rollers though if you need them because you know he has them

- If you do a hairstyle like his??😍

- Likes Bantu knots the most

- He has very gentle hands so he will finger detangle no matter how long it takes

- Scalp massages

- “You look absolutely beautiful il mio amore”

- Probably sings some Italian lullaby while doing your hair

- Probably uses too much product but that’s okay he will defuse it

- “Your hair is so soft”

- Complements you the entire time

- He’s never done some things so domestic intimate so it really melts his heart being able to do this for you

- Will let you brush his hair and kiss his scalp in return

- “Your hair smells nice”

- Will go with you to buy products to see what you need

- “What about this?”

- “ pink lotion?? I didn’t even know they still made that”

- Will buy you hair products based on how good they smell

- “This smells like she butter, here”

- Sidenote he will steal your Shea butter so he has soft hands

- You come home in the container is like half fucking empty by the end of the week

- “Where did my African black soap go☺️🔪”

- “Suddenly I can’t hear anything”

- Learns how to braid hair in secret

- Asks trish for help

Abbacchio:

- this motherfucker right here will pretend he doesn’t care

- Pretends he wants nothing to do with your hair at all

- Gets jealous when he sees everybody else gets to touch it

- “ if you can’t do it by yourself I guess I have to help you.”

- Boy😒

- Uses his long ass dragon claws to scratch the fuck out of your scalp

- “ calm down Jurassic Park I think I’m bleeding”

- Will watch hair tutorials at three in the morning while everyone is sleeping

- Like he is taking notes

- 👀 “curl the ends to avoid breakage”

- Wants to get better as soon as possible because he doesn’t want you to ask anyone else lmao

- “I got this DONT ask fugo”

- Can actually do some pretty decent twists

- Favorite is a twist out bc it’s easy and he likes separating the hair

- Will bully you about your hair but In a loving way

- Your scalp is dry(affectionate)

- Probably heats up the oil too hot

- “ i’m not putting that in my head”

- “Why not?”

- “Bro the oil is still bubbling go put that shit back”

- Good at blow drying your hair

- Has probably never seen that little comb attachment so he’s using that every chance he gets

- Will steal your diffuser

- Will buy you a lot of scrunchies and hair bands to make up for it

- “I need-“

- “ here you go,tie your hair up and beat his ass.”

- A true Ride or die

- Everyone sees how soft he is with your hair but they keep quiet

- Will also ask before he pats your head

- tried once but got hit with the curve

- “Ah ah! This hair was not cheap you’re not about to fuck up my lace.”

- Please imagine wearing a lavender wig and matching with him oh my God 🥰

- Big titty goth partners

- If you have a resting bitch face he’s just going to be heart eyes the whole time

- “They look so mean I love them”

- Y’all just both look mean as hell Lmaoo

Bruno:

- i’ve I’ve been waiting for this one bitch turn it up🗣🗣

- Super respectful and will always ask before coming within a 5 mile radius of your hair

- “ May I ask what the style is? It looks stunning on you.”

- Will have hair wraps for you if the mission will fuck up your hair

- You’re in charge of that little braid on top of his head

- “ God really took his time with you”

- Just always hyping you up and giving you compliments it’s really what you deserve

- Watch watch hair videos with you

- His favorites are natural hair horror stories because he’s secretly taking notes so that won’t ever happen to you

- “ I don’t know this stylist seems shady :/“

- You know he got money like that so he’s paying for all of your hair appointments

- And products

- “I saw this really good hair butter-“

- “So my card number is 555”

- You don’t even have to look at the shit for long it’s already in the basket and he’s already in the next isle

- He will kiss your scalp in the morning it’s like a good luck charm

- Will make sure your protective styles stay fresh for as long as possible

- Gets you a silk lined beanie for Valentine’s Day bc you stealing and wearing mista’s hat stressed him out

- Also likes how your hair products smells

- Sleeps as close to you as possible bc you smell so good

- Will use your shampoo bc it makes his hair feel super clean and soft

- “This bottle was full on Monday”

- “,,,,I’ll buy you more”

- He’s a sweetheart honestly

- Drinks his respect 4c hair juice too

- Will watch you lay your edges so he can do it for you

- Make sure your high puff isn’t too tight bc he doesn’t want you to get a headache

- “You didn’t deep condition last night 😡”

- Has a schedule probably

- Wash day is every Sunday

- “Hey you want to go out tomorrow?”

- “I’m getting my hair done”

- “Oh so you’ll be busy the whole day then, what about Friday?”

- Buys you super cool hair scarves from black owned Etsy shops

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michelle-zeppeli · 3 years

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Hi it's me again can I request some hcs for Bruno with a tall muscular fem s/o? 😭 like she's a big bimbo and then she started screaming in fear because she saw a small spider in the kitchen and calls bruno for it? 😭 thank you again!!

Of course, honey! I’m sorry that it took me so long!

I hope you like it! 😇

𝔹𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕠 - 𝕄𝕦𝕤𝕔𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕣 𝔽𝕖𝕞! 𝕊/𝕆 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣

- Admires your strength.

- Is very busy but wants to work out with you some day.

- When you scream in the kitchen, he almost got a heart attack.

- He knows deep inside that you a very capable of defending yourself, but he worries for you nonetheless.

- The moment he rushes to your side and sees the little spider, he calms down.

- “Tesoro, are you afraid because of this little thing?”

- Chuckles a bit. It’s ironic to see such a strong woman afraid of a little insect.

- Has no problems with insects at all so he immediately brings the spider outside.

- Gives you a peck on the cheek. “Sorry, I didn’t want to offend you. I know you were scared. But if you see another spider, please don’t scream like you are dying. You almost gave me a heart attack!”

#jjba headcanons #jjba imagines #bruno x reader #buccellati x reader #bruno buccellati #bruno bucciarati #bruno bucellati x reader #jojo x reader #jjba #jojos bizarre adventure #vento aureo

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dongiovannaswife · 2 years

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Bruno + Ocean SFW please?

Bruno Buccellati + ocean

Pronouns used: they/them. No body descriptions. Reader and Bruno are in a relationship. Second person narrative.

Ocean eyes. A famous analogy. It's not exclusively about blue eyes —it's about the depth, mystery, relief, heat and calm they give off.

You've seen all of them —the depth when he's staring at you in the morning with the smallest of smiles gracing his lips.

The mystery when you see him in the streets while he's running errands for the Don.

The heat when he's flustered after you've kissed him when he didn't expect it.

The calm when he looks into your own eyes and announces through a warm smile and flushed cheeks; “I love you, (Y/n).”

#anonymous #bruno bucellati #jojo's bizarre adventure #bruno bucellati x reader #jjba #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jjba vento aureo #jjba x reader #vento aureo #ougon no kaze #jjba fanfic #jjba imagines

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calicoimagines · 3 years

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Games with Bucci Gang

Expect a lot of Fugo content guys because I’m in love <3 Giorno: Giorno is really good at games like Among Us, anything about lying and deception he’s just scarily good at. Strategy games are another strong suit while games about pop culture, joking on the spot and others are his weak spots. Very graceful in losses and wins alike. Bruno: Master of card games and will beat your ass in Uno, Old Maid or even Go Fish. But he usually doesn’t because he likes seeing others happy when they win. He really just doesn’t care about winning or losing he just enjoys the experience. Abbacchio: Gambling God, murders everyone in poker. Strip poker is his gAME HE WILL BE FULLY DRESSED BY THE END. He gets pissed if he loses and will leave! He’s a total sore loser and just proceeds to drink and listen to blaring music. Mista: I’m sorry but he’s rigging the whole game cuz he knows he won’t win without some dirty tricks. Or at least he tries because sex pistols begins screaming out his plan. He’s been banned from a lot of games, especially drinking games. Narancia: Comedy king? He wins at cards against humanity every time, he even gets Abbacchio to grin a tiny bit! Surprisingly good at strategy games purely because he wanted to prove the others wrong so he went out of his way to look up how to win. Fugo: Poor boy is too into this and will have an internal meltdown if he loses. He’s a perfectionist at heart and sees any loss as a total failure and if he’s a failure he won’t be loved. He doesn’t often play due to this, but sometimes he’ll play something like monopoly. That is if he doesn’t catch Mista cheating, then it’s all over cuz all of a sudden the pieces are being thrown around. He will help clean up though and apologize to everyone, except Mista fuck him for cheating smh.

#jjba #jjba imagines #jjba x reader #jjbaimagines #abbacchio x reader #leone abbachio x reader #bruno x reader #bruno bucellati x reader #jjba giorno #giorno giovanna x reader #fugo x reader #pannacotta fugo x reader #narancia x reader #narancia ghirga x reader #Mista x reader #Mista guido x reader #makes out with fugo #i love him

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golden-kettle · 3 years

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Since Bucciarati is suggested to have lived his entire life on the Italian coast, I like to think that he has little to no experience with snow. This got me thinking...

Imagine that you have been in a relationship with Bruno for quite some time now. As a treat, you two made plans to visit a colder region within the world. This would be his first experience of heavy snow. One night while on your winter vacation, you two travel down and walk on a frozen lake as snow continues to flurry down. A couple inches of snow is already on the ice, leaving footprints with every step you took. Both wrapped up in layers of clothing, you walk hand in hand as his eyes are filled with amazement. Small ice flakes glittered within his hair, blush from the cold painted on his face. Turning as he held both your hands in his, you two would get lost in each other's eyes. It’s so quiet, so empty, yet you have such a wonderous feeling within your heart. Bruno would reach his arms behind you and hold you close, silently whispering a thank you for this travel idea.

#kettle.writes #kettle.speaks #imagines #bruno x reader #bruno bucciarati x reader #bruno bucellati x reader #fluff #ive been on my bruno simping this month #let me kiss the capo #jjba

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lets-just-daydream · 4 years

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let's go to the beACH, BEACH… - where Trish firmly believes that in a cute swimsuit, you will have Bruno's undivided attention

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"Come on, it'll be great! We'll have the best time and it's been so long since we got a break like this," Trish gushed, picking a swimsuit off the rack.

"I don't know… I don't know about me in just a swimsuit around the rest of the team," you fretted.

"Don't overthink it! Look, try this one on, it'll look amazing on you," she offered.

You looked at the swimsuit on the hanger in Trish's hand warily.

"It's a bit revealing, don't you think?" you hesitated.

"That's the whole point! Bucciarati will absolutely drool over you. Please just try it on," Trish practically begged, shoving the swimsuit into your hands.

"Alright, alright. Wait here a sec," you said, taking the swimsuit and entering the change rooms.

You put the swimsuit on and looked over yourself in the mirror. You were still unsure about how you felt about it, but you would at least humor Trish. You unlocked the door to the change room and at the sound, she practically skipped over to you, obsessing about how amazing you looked, how it flattered your body and that if you weren't going to buy it, she would buy it for you and guilt you into wearing it to the beach tomorrow.

"Alright," you conceded with a sigh. "I'll buy this and wear it to the beach tomorrow."

"Yay!" she cheered.

"To get you off my back about it if nothing else!" you added haughtily.

"I still say it's a win!"

Tomorrow came around and you changed into your new swimsuit, unhappy with how you looked in it still. A soft knock pulled you from your thoughts and you quickly pulled a blanket around you before allowing entry.

"Are you almost ready?" Mista asked, poking his head through the door. "Hey, what's with the blanket?"

You furrowed your brow, pulling the blanket tighter around your body.

"Uhh, nothing," you mumbled. "I'll be down in a minute."

"Okay, we're just about ready and the cars are packed. Let's go!" Mista left you and shut the door behind him.

You dropped the blanket and it pooled around your ankles. With a sigh, you pulled on some shorts and a beachy top over your swimsuit and donned the rest of your gear, heading downstairs to meet up with the rest of the gang.

"Okay! We've got the shade and the volleyball net," Mista checked off as Abbacchio and Fugo loaded drinks and snacks into the car.

"Wow, this beach day is a whole affair, huh?" you asked.

"Totally!" Narancia answered. "It's been ages since we've done something fun like this."

"And with any due luck, you'll catch the Capo's eye," Trish whispered to you with a wink.

The thought of your boss seeing you in the swimsuit you were currently wearing under your clothes sent an uncomfortable heat through your body. Trish was the only person who knew about your little crush and she had kept your secret, which you appreciated.

"Alright are we all good to go?" Bucciarati asked, doing a quick head count.

Everyone nodded and cheered, loading into the cars. Trish led you to the passenger side of the car that Bucciarati was driving and you gave her a glare that she returned with an innocent smile as she took a seat in the back next to Mista.

The drive wasn't long, but being seated next to your Capo in short shorts and a revealing beachy top was a little too much for you to handle. You glanced at Trish through your mirror and she gave you a cheeky waggle of her eyebrows and made a gesture at her own chest and gave you a thumbs up. You rolled your eyes and Mista nudged Trish, asking what she was doing. She replied with a laugh and whispered something back in his ear. You worried for a moment that she had told him about your feelings for Bucciarati but at the lack of outburst from Mista, you figured you were in the clear.

You finally arrived at the beach, you took in a breath and the smell of the ocean air put you in a state of ease. Maybe today would be fun.

"The ocean air is beautiful, isn't it?" Bucciarati said, standing beside you.

"It is," you agreed, chewing at the inside of your lip. "Let me help you unload the car."

You pulled a cooler full of drinks out of the car and rolled it down to where the rest of the gang had set up a shade and Narancia was setting up a volleyball net with the assistance of Giorno.

Everything was set up and drinks were cracked, music was playing and you had the whole beach to yourself.

"Hey, come for a swim with me," Trish suggested, linking her arm through yours.

"Oh, er, no thanks," you stammered.

"Aw, come on!"

"Maybe later," you replied.

"I'll come for a swim with you," Mista said, stripping his shirt off and bounding over next to Trish. She nodded and pondered for a second as you set up a towel to sunbathe and enjoy the sun. She rummaged through her bag and produced a bottle of sunscreen, tossing it at you.

"Don't wanna get sunburnt," she warned before departing with Mista to enjoy the waves.

"Yeah, yeah," you mumbled, enjoying the sun on your back.

"Trish is right," Bucciarati said, kneeling beside you. "Would you like some help applying sunscreen to your shoulders?"

You froze for a moment and gulped. When did you get this way around Bucciarati? You couldn't pinpoint when he went from your boss to a crush but the bloom in your chest as Bucciarati opened the cap with a click rose.

"Thanks," was all you could manage.

"Take your shirt off. If you decide to go for a swim, you'll be ready to go," Bucciarati suggested.

"Oh, good point," you mumbled.

You hesitated for a moment before reaching for the bottom of your shirt with shaky hands and pulling it over your head. You glanced over at Trish who was splashing around with Mista - she did take note of the scene unfolding between you and Bucciarati and gave you a sly thumbs up before dunking under the waves.

A sudden coolness snapped your focus back to your current predicament; your boss applying sunscreen to your shoulders. Bucciarati's hands gliding across your sunscreened skin felt like what dreams were made of. You were sure your face was red, and not because of the hot day.

"Ah, all done!" Bucciarati said, handing you the bottle.

"Thanks," you replied.

You paused for a moment and decided you were halfway there, you may as well go all the way. You stood and unbuttoned your shorts. You're at the beach! What would be so wrong in enjoying it to the fullest? You slid your shorts down, now only in your swimsuit and you sunscreened your legs up, unaware of Bucciarati watching you intently.

You glanced at Abbacchio relaxing with a drink in hand, Fugo who was reading and Giorno and Narancia who were volleying the volleyball to each other over the net.

"I might go for a walk along the shore," you said, standing and stretching.

"Oh, that sounds nice, may I join you?" Bucciarati asked.

"S-sure," you stuttered.

Bucciarati walked beside you, taking in the sea, sun and laughter of his team. The laughter faded into the distance as the two of you walked in silence, the crashing of the waves filling your ears.

"I'm glad everyone's happy to be out here today," Bucciarati finally said.

"Yeah, seems like everyone needed a break," you replied.

"And what about you? You haven't been yourself lately. Is something on your mind?" Bucciarati asked.

'Wow, straight to the point,' you thought to yourself. Was that why he wanted to walk with you?

"Yeah, I'm fine," you hummed. "But what do you mean I haven't been myself?"

Bucciarati paused, trying to think of the right words to say.

"Well, you've been a bit cold towards me lately. We used to laugh and enjoy each other's company. It feels like you're avoiding me and I can't help but wonder why. Am I being too hard on you? Are you faring alright with the missions I've been giving you?"

You blinked for a moment, the salty sea wind whipping your hair around and you felt a sudden chill. You weren't quite sure how to respond to your Capo.

'No that's not what it is. The problem is that I like you!' you begged yourself to say. But you couldn't find the courage to do so. At your lack of response, Bucciarati hummed and continued walking.

"Look, cave up ahead!" he pointed out. "Shall we go explore it? You never know, we might find treasure," he added with a wink.

Back at the set-up, Trish and Mista stepped out of the water for some drinks and to dry off a little.

"Oh, where'd they go?" Trish asked, unscrewing a bottle of water.

"For a walk," Fugo replied, not looking up from his book.

"A walk?" Mista asked. "They can do that anywhere, why at the beach?"

"Maybe he's finally going to make a move and end this awful tension," Abbacchio replied.

At that, everyone let out a laugh and bantered at what shenanigans you and Bucciarati might be up to at that moment.

"This cave is huge," you said, staring at the entrance in awe.

"Mmm," Bucciarati affirmed.

He was distracted, as if something was weighing on his mind. Had he misread the situation? Was he wrong in thinking that you had romantic feelings towards him? It didn't feel like you did. Your answers with him were short and far between and it gave him an uneasy feeling.

As the two of you climbed into the cave, you slipped and lost your footing. Before you hit the ground, Bucciarati caught you and held you in place, one hand around your waist and his other arm around your shoulders.

"Are you alright?" he asked, his face much too close to yours.

"I am, thanks to you," you breathed.

Bucciarati's breath ghosted on your lips and you gulped, unable to break his gaze.

You were suddenly very conscious of his hands on your skin and how easy it would be to lean up and kiss him.

"Maybe we should head back now," you suggest, correcting your posture and pulling away from him.

"Wait," Bucciarati said a little too quickly, causing you to stop in your tracks.

"What is it?" you whispered.

"I don't… want to go back yet," he stammered, boldly taking your hands in his.

You weren't sure where to look, your eyes traced his face briefly, then down his toned chest and you eventually landed on your hands in his. Bucciarati seemed to be in the same dilemma, blushing when his gaze lingered too long at your exposed skin.

"Bucciarati…" you started.

He sighed, "this is the last time I'm going to tell you. Call me Bruno, please."

"Bruno," you breathed. "What are you doing?"

"Would you trust me if I said I don't know, but it feels right?" he asked.

"You sound like you're in a cheesy movie," you said with a laugh, your face burning up.

Bucciarati pursed his lips and looked away, unable to meet your curious gaze.

"I like your swimsuit," he said quietly. "It's cute."

You blushed and made a move to shield your body from his gaze, not wanting to bring further attention to the lack of clothing you were wearing.

"Don't hide from me," he said, taking your hands in his once again.

He stepped forward and you noticed the dusting of pink on his cheeks and the uncharacteristic trembling of your usually confident boss' body.

"Why have you been so cold towards me?" he asked, vulnerability in his voice.

You traced your hand up Bucciarati's arm and landed on the crook of his neck.

"I… I don't mean to be," you whispered.

You drew soft circles into his skin with your thumb and he let out a soft groan, a small smile threatening to break through his features.

"The truth is…" you hesitated, your heart racing as Bucciarati stared at you intently. "I like you."

Bucciarati sighed, closing his eyes. You took his reaction as rejection and dropped your hand from his neck.

"I know it's inappropriate, and you don't feel the same way, but I couldn't let you think that I was upset with you."

"Oh," Bucciarati said.

"You're my boss and I would hate to put you in a compromising position," you continued. "So I'm going to head back to the group, and we can forget this conversation ever happened."

Grabbing your wrist before you could escape, Bucciarati held you in place, his head low.

"I feel the same for you," Bucciarati whispered.

At his confession, you looked up at him and saw no insincerity in his eyes.

"You're not just saying that are you?" you asked. "Just to make me feel better?"

"No, I would never," Bucciarati breathed.

You both stood in silence, listening to the waves crash against the cave.

"Would you like to go for a swim?" Bucciarati asked. "I feel a little hot."

You said nothing, instead choosing to nod and you left Bucciarati out of the cave and out to the water, his hand still around your wrist. You stepped into the water and looked back at Bucciarati, beckoning him into the water.

He thought you were a sight to behold, the sun hit the drops of water on your skin, and you seemed to glisten. He couldn't help himself and pulled your body flush against his, running his finger along your bottom lip.

"You are so beautiful," he breathed. "And that swimsuit," he added, groping at the fabric under the water.

You blushed, mentally thanking Trish for her insistence on the swimsuit. You knew if she could see you now skin on skin against Bucciarati, she'd be going mad.

With the sun beating down on you, Bucciarati's skin on yours and his hand against the skin where your swimsuit met the back of your thigh, you couldn't contain the burst of emotions inside you.

You leaned up and pressed a kiss to Bucciarati's lips. The salt from the sea air and the softness of his lips put you under a dizzying spell and you couldn't help the moan that escaped you. Spurred on by you, Bucciarati held you tighter and deepened the kiss as a soft groan slipped out of him.

"Hey, get a room you two!" Mista yelled from the shore, Trish by his side giggling like a schoolgirl.

Bucciarati pulled back, embarrassed to be caught by his subordinates locking lips with you.

"Finally!" Trish trilled, clapping with joy. "You guys were taking a while so we thought we'd come see where you were up to. So sorry to have interrupted."

"Let's go and leave these love-birds," Mista said to Trish, leading her back to where they came from.

You and Bucciarati watched as they disappeared from sight.

"Were they talking about us taking long on our walk or taking long to… get together?" you asked.

"I have no idea," you answered, blushing. "And I don't know which is worse!"

Bucciarati chuckled and couldn't help pulling you in for another kiss.

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byakuyacoochie · 5 months

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Pairings - Bucciarati Gang x Reader

A/N - It's finally back!!! And it's finally Trish's Turn!! (Apologies to the trish girlies I did not do her justice) IGNORE MISTAKES PLEASE I WILL FIX THEM SOON 😭

⟨ Part Nine | Masterlist | Part Ten.Five ⟩

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a-very-bizarre-adventure · 4 years

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Hey I was wondering if I could request Rohan, Bruno, and Giorno having a crush on a single mum?

This was so cute to write!

Rohan

· At first, he had seen the two of you at a café and had drawn you all for inspiration but the longer he drew, the more attractive you became to him.

· Anytime he sees the two of you he makes little doodles to give to your kid as an excuse to talk to you. Your kid absolutely loves his drawings so it’s a win-win to him.

· His doodles also give him an excuse to buy you a coffee here and there so he can sit and chat with you longer.

· He thinks you are pure beauty and the way you look at your kid makes his heart melt.

· If your kid is old enough to know his manga, you better bet Rohan is giving them signed copies of the manga to impress you.

· He isn’t a very friendly person, but he is trying super hard to become a family man. Just give him a chance and he will make sure the two of you are taken care of.

Giorno

· Giorno is such a kind person that he would always be there ready to help you with anything you need. Need a babysitter? He's there. Need help with a house chore you can’t do alone? He has your back. He will absolutely do anything for you.

· He loves playing with your kid. He may or may not use Golden Experience to make little flowers for them.

· The same goes for you, you often find flowers waiting for you. He loves how your face lights up when you see them.

· Once he becomes Don, you better bet he has every expense paid for you. He just wants to be a part of your little family.

Bruno

· Oh boy, I hope you like gifts. Bruno will absolutely shower you with little things here and there. Oh? Your kid wants that toy? Don’t worry, he just bought it for you.

· He first saw you at his restaurant and he was so enamored by you that he made the meal free. Now he pays for your meal anytime you come in.

· Bruno is absolutely in love with you. The way you care for your kid makes him want to melt. He can see how kind and compassionate you are.

· Since he is a capo, he can easily figure out who you are and what you like to aid him in his quest to woo you.

· If you fall for him, you would never have to work a day in your life. You and your kid would be safe with Bruno.

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luxwritings · 4 years

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!!! Hello hello, your blog looks so neat already!!! May I request Kakyoin, Mista, Joseph, Bruno, and Rohan with what they'd be like on a first date? Like, where would they go, how nervous would they be, that kinda thing. Thank you so much, and remember to stay hydrated!! 🧡✨

Hi!! Of course! Thank you so so much for requesting, and thanks for the reminder:) Hope these were to your liking!

Reader: g/n

Kakyoin, Mista, Joseph, Bruno, and Rohan first date HC’s

Kakyoin

Kak would be so nervous thinking about where to take you and what to do, even asking you out was nervewracking enough. His ideal date is maybe staying inside and doing something, enjoying eachothers company or such, but he knows it isnt a good idea for a first one. He overthinks it so much, but eventually settles on an arcade date.

Though it’s canon he does have experience in video games, he thinks the arcade is a fun place too, and it’s care free since you wont run out of things to do. For when the time comes when he actually takes you, all those hours before that he’s nervously pacing around his room daydreaming about winning you a plushie or teaching you how to play certain games

He easily unwinds though. He was nervous before the date but once he sees your smiling face at those bright and vibrant arcade games, his worries goes away. Its you, how could he go wrong?

Kak gets embarrassed at how many times you catch him zoning out or staring at your face while you play certain games. He thinks how you look so focused is the most adorable thing to ever exist. If he could take a picture of that and keep it forever, he would

You end up spending more time at the arcade than what you were originally planning. Although he’s a sweet boy, mans DOES NOT hold back when it comes to competitive games. He wants to show off, he wouldn’t go easy:)

Mista

Mista LOVES a good ol’ movie theatre date. He’s lowkey so cheesy but coming from him you disregard that.

He wouldn’t be that nervous before the date actually, Mista likes to think that hes smooth af with dates.

When you show up though, in your outfit that shows your form and hair that instantly makes you look even more attractive than he thought you could ever be, he’s all of a sudden nervous and fidgety

“[Name], you look so goddamn good!!”, he wipes sweat off his forehead and reverts his eyes to the floor. You reach up your hand and give him a little pinch on the cheek before you realize that the movie’s gonna start soon, and you spent too much time swooning over eachother.

Hes a typical gentlemen, so he’ll buy you as many concessions as you want, no mercy. You two giggle over the fact that you’re late to the silly chicflic he chose, practically no seats left, and how the people around you give you nasty looks.

As you two get settled next to eachother in the dim movie theatre light, it’s hard to fully focus on the movie. Mista has the best smelling cologne. You didn’t even realize that until you were sitting so close to eachother. It’s a really comforting smell, really, when you’re with Mista, you’re instantly so comfortable. You both dont even remember if you were nervous to begin with. Laughing along and giggling to the movie, hands occasionally brushing over eachother, your worries are just fully gone. Such a stupid film, but such a fun date.

When he drops your off, you leave a biiig fat red lipstick mark on the side of his face(If you do wear lipstick). He swears he never wants to wipe it off.

Joseph

Joseph would love to take you to the zoo. He thinks you’re never too old enough to have some quality fun admiring encaged animals.

Although he has a cheerful, carefree exterior, he would be nervous! He really wants to make sure you’ll be satisfied and happy. He kind of doubts his date idea but trusts you enough that you’d like it nonetheless.

And you do like it! Joseph makes the zoo way more fun than you went as a kid. Sometimes he’ll get so excited over certain animals that hes dragging you to the next exhibit. When things calm down a bit though, and you’re simply strolling hand in hand around the aquarium area, things are comfortably calming.

“Look at that stingray, [Name], doesn’t it look like Caesar-chan?”

When you’re not paying attention, he moves to give you a quick peck on the cheek, and you smile huge. You notice during this date that he’s quite bubbly, and cherish it for that moment. A thought passes you that if you and Joseph got more serious, he’d be like that more often. Your sudden thoughts made you blush, and Joseph was quick to notice.

“Whatcha thinking about?”

You shake your head and squeeze his hand in response.

Joseph makes loving so easy. He’s really all you could ever want in someone. The fun, the seriousness, the strength, the himbo, a date anywhere with Joseph is more enjoyable than you could even imagine.

Bruno

Bruno’s not really nervous actually, he knows he wants to take you on a really nice dinner date, that’s for sure. He tells you the exact time he’s picking you up, and he comes SHARP. His typical suit suddenly looks like it fit way nicer than it did before. You swear Bruno looks ethereal.

When you arrive there, it’s a really nice restaurant. It’s quite fancy, but not too fancy, it’s fit enough for a first date. You two share a bottle of wine and hold hands above the table. As you two go over some conversation topics, he carreses your hand and gives occasional squeezes while maintaining eye contact.

Bruno wants to know every single detail about you that he doesn’t already know. He asks many things to get to know you more, and you ask them back, of course.

He doesn’t really enjoy talking about himself as much, but if you insist. You end up learning a lot about his childhood and learning about his gang. He doesn’t want you to know about the brutal and morbid side of it, but he’ll happily talk about his friends. The way his face lights up when he speaks about Abba, Fugo, Nara, GioGio, and Mista is truly adorable. You feel like you knew all of them personally without even having to meet them.

A first date with Bruno is really really amazing. You express how much you enjoyed it, and he gives you a solid promise he’ll take you to every fancy restaurant like that in Italy, too.

Rohan

I think Rohan would like to take you to a local café. He’s not too stressed about it, he likes to think that he should know better than to be anxious over a simple date.

Rohan is totally laid back about that stuff. You dont come in with certain expectations, and neither does he. A nice chat over coffee is all that you would want from him.

Talking to him is, like, really fun. He teases you so much and you, of course, tease him back. I don’t think he would go well with someone who couldn’t handle at least some light teasing.

You talk about his manga, his drawings, etc. There is something that does make him nervous though. In his mind, he’s been really wanting to draw you or sketch you out. He thinks your face is so beautiful that he wants to even draw it out. Though... he doesn’t know how to ask. At all. It seriously makes him anxious. He realizes though, that this is a perfect opportunity to ask you. The lighting is beautiful in the café, and he adores how you look with the perfect angle of light hitting your face.

For some reason you can’t stop giggling when he keeps trying to tell you to stay still for his drawing. You’re just so excited and happy to get to spend that kind of time with him, especially getting drawn! He joins in laughing with you, and teases you a bit along the way.

The finished product is absolutely gorgeous, and so well done. You almost forgot how goddamn talented your Rohan was. He’s a bit nervous waiting for your reaction, and lightens the mood by saying something like “Some of it is a bit messy since you wouldn’t stop moving, [Name]!”

First date with Rohan is an absolute success. He doesn’t let you keep the drawing, though. He tells you it’s just for portfolio purposes, secretly he just wants another way to look at your face.

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