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yoshhii · 8 months

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STYLING THEIR HAIR— bucci gang

no fugo or trish sorry! (´∀｀•)

bucciarati bruno

→˚₊· when you asked if you could style his hair he of course said yes

→˚₊· seeing your face light up meant the world to him

→˚₊· after all there wasn’t a lot of times where you two could hang out like this

→˚₊· because his hair was so short you didn’t have a lot of options

→˚₊· while you worked on styling it he sat perfectly still

→˚₊· his hair was so shiny and soft

→˚₊· when you were finished he looked in the mirror and smiled at you

→˚₊· he loves it and asked if you would like him to style your hair

→˚₊· if you say yes then he happily puts it in any style you want

→˚₊· but being a capo meant his free time was limited

→˚₊· he had to leave for business reasons but not before he gives you a hug and a quick kiss on the forehead

leone abbacchio

→˚₊· “no.”

→˚₊· of course… it wasn’t going to be easy to convince abbacchio to let you do his hair

→˚₊· so you might need to beg him for a bit

→˚₊· “please?” “no” “please?” “no” “just this one time?” “….fine.”

→˚₊· he hesitantly sat down in front of you

→˚₊· “you better make this quick.”

→˚₊· if this was anyone else he would tell them to f off but you where an exception

→˚₊· soft…his hair was very soft

→˚₊· it was so smooth, long, and silky it was nice to touch

→˚₊· you decided to put his hair up halfway

→˚₊· you could see him relax as your fingers ran through his hair

→˚₊· it was nice having you around, it gets his mind off of the stress he has from working so much

→˚₊· when you finished he was a little disappointed it ended so soon but didn’t say anything

→˚₊· when he saw the results you could see a small smile form on his face

→˚₊· “ it looks okay” he absolutely loves it

→˚₊· he now expects you to do this more often but he’ll never tell you

giorno giovanna

→˚₊· “i don’t see why not”

→˚₊· so here he is sitting down, letting you unbraid his hair and style it to whatever you please

→˚₊· his hair is so beautiful, it basically glows in the sunlight

→˚₊· compliments you and your hairstyling skills

→˚₊· might use golden experience to put some flowers in his hair ( he looks so majestic)

→˚₊· would let you do this again

( i don’t know how to write giorno so that’s all i have sorry)

guido mista

→˚₊· “are you sure? my hair is not that long”

→˚₊· he doesn’t mind you styling his hair, it’s just that there’s not much to work with

→˚₊· but he happily places himself down and takes off his hat(?)

→˚₊· have you ever seen him without it on?

→˚₊· if not then now you have!

→˚₊·very short and lots of curls

→˚₊· he has a bit of a disappointed expression because of how short his hair is

→˚₊· but you make him feel better by telling him it’s perfectly okay!

→˚₊· you can probably put some mini bows in it

→˚₊· well whatever you decide to do he’s happy about it

narancia ghirga

→˚₊· when you ask him he of course says (more like yells) yes

→˚₊· “ OF COURSE YOU CAN!!”

→˚₊· like mista he doesn’t mind what hairstyle you do, he’s happy with anything

→˚₊· moves a bit when you’re styling but it’s not to much

→˚₊· might get impatient if you take to long so you’ll have to tell him to wait a little longer

→˚₊· when you’re done he basically jumps up and down from excitement

→˚₊· “YOU DID THIS Y/N?? HOW COOL!”

→˚₊· runs to show it off to everyone

→˚₊· he would like to do your hair as well

→˚₊·it might not look as good but its sweet that he tried

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privitivium · 3 months

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team bucciarati w/ a crush whose hobby is collecting perfume bottles :3

these count as headcanons i think! ㅡ reader can be read as gender neutral. i love randomness frfr.. sorry for any mistakes :p

niche interests ftw!!!

hints of nsfw elements - notably mista's;; edging :p

bruno;;

ㅡwould be the type to thoroughly interact with you over ur hobby - giving you a firm allowance for your necessaties paired with your own pocket money and excitedly listening when you offer to showcase and then reviewing them with you - wanting to find a new one for himself from your collection perhaps? if you would let him of course.. he was eager to find one in your collection that reminds him of you, wanting to wear your scent on his clothes,,

ㅡoften reminding you everytime you come home with a new perfume in a pretty bag filled with tissue paper, not to give yourself headaches.. and when you accidentaly do so, he is quick to give remedies and scold softly,,

ㅡhe'd compare his interest with yours, a collector of fancy intricately made spoons embarrassingly he'd admit,, something you'd bond over - collecting antique perfumes and spoons together with ur shared downtime, hanging out in every other antique store and often exploring markets to find something that would appeal to the others..

ㅡanyway - showcasing your collection to bruno, excitedly as you spread them out - commenting on which ones don't give you headaches and offering them to bruno, even maybe,, gifting him one of yours,, a declaration of love?!?!

ㅡ“this one.. it smells like your natural smell...” you mentioned mutely - observing the simple, baby blue stained vase bottle before popping the cap, giving it a whiff and letting out a soft sigh - it smelled like him? “I use it frequently because it smells so good..” you continued thoughtlessly, humming in satisfaction - too caught up in admiring the bottle..

ㅡ“Really? Frequently, huh?” Did you unknowingly out yourself?? maybe. but did it make his heart throb uncomfortably with a disgusting amount of flourishing affection for you? yeah. “If i may, could I explore your collection further?” an idea of using a perfume of yours that smelled akin to you - your natural musk that you coat in perfume that smelled like him.. you offhandedly remark that some bottles may be empty, but the remnants of the scents still linger and excitedly direct him to your shelf dedicated to your collection..

leone;;

ㅡhe was surprisingly unaware about your interestㅡ! news to you since you thought everyone knew, considering the countless random perfume bottles that you occasionally leave out rather carelessly trying to organize something else other than your bottles.. which you only really collect for the bottles rather than scent. you figure he thought they were trish's..?

- he was curious about where you went during your downtime and what exactly you did with your funds.. He wasn’t one to snoop, glancing in ur room like a parent checking on their kid to see if they were alright - no trace of you besides your natural smell.. He opened the door a bit wider - truly, he was not one to snoop actively, but the glint caught his eye,, ur perfume cabinet !! no wonder you smell so good, huh?? He sniffed the one on your bedside - the one that you wore. It smelled exactly like you.. hmm, oh, what he could do with this..? he spritzes his wrists and neck.

ㅡ"the smell of pungent perfumes gives me headaches.” he had waved off the invitation without giving it any thought, despite his heartbeat speeding up at your polite offering hum - did he just,, reject you,,? on accident?! you, understanding, exit stage-left and get ready to leave as you had originally planned.. ugh-!!

ㅡquickly, he goes over everything with bruno, making sure there isn't anything going on, double checking before looking for and finding you about to make your move out of the base - he saunters up to your side, saying something about going in pairs no matter where. excitedly, you lead him to a new antique store that you had been meaning to find the time to go into, hidden amongst the brighter, livelier stores.. what a find!

ㅡhit with the smell of old furniture and .. old carpet. a radio playing Dalida, a song he couldn't recognize except the singer herself.. It was like they sang to you, having immediately navigating your way through the antique store with no trouble and finding the protected bottles among other delicate trinkets. You were so gentle, so soft while handling the glass bottles and observing the intricate designs.. how did he not know?? He knew everything about you practically - but not this?? He curses himself, planning to be more engaged in your interests, or hobbies rather...

ㅡyou direct him elsewhere in the familiar smelling store, merely admiring other oddities and old clothes, before purchasing and leaving with a lavender stained glas bottle with notes that reminded him of a common men's cologne, that reminded you of him, as you told him - saying something along the lines of “wanting to get some that reminds me of the gang!” all cheerfully.. Hrm. he’d much rather you focus on all the aspects of ur hobby that remind you of him,,

mista;;

ㅡhe knew of your hobby,, he just didnt know it was to the extent of having a huge, beautiful shelf dedicated to holding many bottles in ur room - he doesn't pay attention to much else besides daydreaming while breathing in the scent of you while hanging out in your room.. before you invited him out with you in front of the gang. the others, notably narancia and fugo, saying something about the way it'll help the way mista smells - saying it's good that he's going with you to a store dedicated to fragrances..

ㅡto subject himself to such a boring activity - standing near you, bored, as you survey the shelves filled with odd trinkets of an antique store that almost smelled like.. something familiar.. he just couldnt put his finger on it! was this what you did everytime you went to find new additions to your collection?? just stand around, feeling the bottles and practically looking at them with a fucking magnifying glass - it seems like you couldnt care less about the scents. the dedication..

ㅡ “god, look at this-!” you exclaimed, whispering loudly and trembling with excitement, and mista quickly looks around, startled, to see the cause of your boutㅡbefore his gaze falls onto your hands, gently holding a rotund glass bottle with intricate leaves ( insect wings? ) etched onto it with a swan.. on the cap..? “isn't this beautiful?? my gosh - and it's not even that much..”

ㅡmista can't really see the appeal of actually taking time to go into these types of stores and specifically finding perfume bottles - empty or not.. but they appeal to you, and he thinks that's all that really matters as well as spending time with you,, hovering over you uncomfortably close as you take the time to admire the intricately designed and vintage glass bottles, taking a whiff and offering to waft it to him so he doesn't get a headache..

ㅡnsfw;; every time you stood near him - merely passing by, he couldn't get enough of the scent that wafted to his nostrils.. and besides, your shirt was loosing its’ scent anyway! ultimately taking it up a knotch and going into your room to steal a few spritzes of the perfume you wear, ( having a hard time because you had a few bottles in your nightstand for decoration - him, having to go through all three hurriedly sniffing..)

-spraying an article of clothing he stole from your room.. a miscellaneous item really, one that he was sure you wouldn't care about, with the use of sex pistols,, hushing them as they slowly pull the article into his hands from your room in the darkness of the hallway - it ultimately ends up with him edging himself while huffing the faint scent of the perfume from ur shirt,, before he can't hold it anymore - the smell and knowing you wore this shirt gets to him, releasing all over himself. hmggh

narancia;;

ㅡengrossed in your hobby as you were. you weren't worried that he would break something - having enough trust in him to treat your things with care. which he does-! utterly, completely focused and firmly holding whatever it is hes holding as he admires the designs along the various perfume and cologne bottles that admittedly look old and in his opinion, did not fit you.. but to each their own, he supposes..

ㅡoften indulges himself in smelling them... you offer him a strip of paper with a scent of the day - every day. it's his favorite! sometimes waiting by your door or taking it upon himself to sit in your room for your awakening just to inquire about it.. he wants to be more appealing to you, and what better way than engaging in ur hobby??

ㅡgives himself headaches just from trying to smell all of ur bottles, some that may not even have the fragrance inside,, merely the remnants. you scold him often,, telling him that you don't want him to hurt himself over merely smelling them, before giving him the ones that aren't prone to giving you headaches - so why would they give narancia headaches??

ㅡexperimentally inhaling the fragrance deeply - unconcerned with himself - grinning giddily as he realizes it smells like arancia.. it must remind you of him, no?? why have so many that smell like orange if not?? dont tell him its because the bottles are pretty, he knows the truth.. filled with an overbearing amount of affection, and comes off a little too forward as he continues conversation, questioning you about your favorites which you inevitably tell him your favorite bottle and offering him your favorite scent by saying “smell.” and offering your wrist to himㅡshowcasing mint, petitgrain and inevitably orange..

ㅡusing a bit of his allowance to surprise you with a men's cologne that was sure to earn him a hug, no?? it was a little plain, yeah, sure but its the thought that counts - Fugo and Bruno told him so. and of course you were ecstatic,, a little. happy to have a new addition to your shelves, you suppose - asking where he got it from since it was nothing like you ever smelled besides on Narancia,,

ㅡobviously he would want you to have one that he uses. just to have. amiright??? just to have.. and occasionally spray ur room with it so you would instinctively think of him… no other reaosn. maybe

fugo;;

ㅡperfumes.. it was definitely interesting to him. he'd think about it, often, and admire the cabinet full of the bottles - some empty, all just for show - except one, you would show him, it was a smaller case, in the shape of a key. “this one.. it smells so good..” you offer the lid to him, and he finds it to be the scent of you he'd become infatuated with. what was that.. notes of coffee beans, almond, and sea salt, is what he identifies right off the bat.. hrrmmm,,, god if he could just bury his nose in ur neck and inhale and hold you into his chest,, still, he doesnt know if you feel the same way. he would have to hold himself and comfort himself with daydreams while biting on your pencil.

ㅡdespite him often enjoying you talk about your thoughts on every bittle you have, he found that you enjoyed when he would review them.. giving each one his honest thoughts and rating,,.. picking up a small bottle with pearl-like dots decorating the edges with a burgundy red fragrance sloshing around.. “that one.. just reminds me of strawberries. and well.. you know.. strawberries remind me of you in general. but this scent reminds me of youㅡ!!” you would tell him, trembling in excitement as you gently grab a small vial - reminiscent of the victorian tear catcher..

ㅡhe'd gently complain after smelling all the ones you offered him, you, more happy than anything to share your interest with fugo, which he could see as plain as day and couldnt help but feel giddy himself - coming off as an angry flustered more than shy as he would like,,

ㅡyou would often invite him out, fugo gladly joining you - eager to spend time with you however you wanna spend it, and offering to lead you to antique stores of his own, secretly excited to show off to you now that he's much aware about your interests.. he remembers which ones have perfumes and colognes at the like - or merely glass bottles which you were eager to welcome into your collection..

giorno;;

ㅡyou were the one that actually welcomed him with welcome arms besides mother bruno, and after a while he found himself sticking close to you simply due to your kind nature and rather open personality.. he had actual feelings for you that he had to acknowledge, and he'd indefinitely work up the nerve to confess, but in the meantime, he'd dedicate his free time to spending it with you no matter what.. no matter if it was simply organizing, listening to you talk, or trying to mediate you after worrying about broken glass after one slipped from your hands one without fragrance - thankfully. yet, you cried.. he was full of merriment, happy to console and hold you, patting you on the back a little lamely..

ㅡfinds the overbearing smell a little repugnant after willing himself to sniff several - and tells you this, earnestly in a polite manner. “i don't know how you do it..” he would joke lamely, a smile painted on his lips. “i admire the bottles.. that's all there is to it. only one will i actually use..” you would retort with a hint of bitterness to his surprise.. what's with the hostility???

ㅡultimately, saving up a bit of his money just to gift you a gorgeous looking bottle he found hidden in an antique store that he found around the outskirts - one that looked similar to your collection already with curves and intricate divots - one he was sure that would gain your affection??..

post- ( everyone lives :3 )

ㅡproud of himself, now that he has the resources to truly fund your hobby.. ultimately wants to impress ‐ kinda like a peacock! trying to flaunt himself to you almost while simultaneously running passione.. dedicating a room full of shelves, protected to the fullest with bolted cabinets that were sure not to tremble with footsteps nearby..

ㅡoften having himself accompany you to these antique stores you love so much - asking why exactly you don't want the most recent fragrance and you have to carefully remind him that it's the bottles that appeal to you, worn and used delicately and now passed onto you by fate :p

ㅡhas a few people go raid a few stores that he's sure you have not explored, buying them out and surprising you with a shelves full of new additions to which you excitedly admire the room.. a little inconvenient, but at the same time it's so wonderful,, how could you not fall for him, right??? right.,,,???

i feel so awkward tagging hnnghhgmm

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depravitymoon · 30 days

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I love the thought of yandere bruno and yandere melone setting aside their differences and unite because of their huge breeding kink. Can you write something around something like that? Thanks, sorry if this is confusing

Context: Everyone Lives AU. Through the power of GER’s BS, Bruno got revived and so did La Squadra. La Squadra got paid a better income and Bruno became Giorno’s Sottocapo (2nd in command).

I dont see them cooperating over the same darling, because I think there would be too much bad blood between them. While they wouldn’t share a darling, their darlings would be similar in that they’re motherly. Bruno and Melone would totally help each other out so their future babies have childhood friends. After all, friends AND family are so important for a child’s development…..but not a willing mother, apparently!

Melone would be able to stalk their darlings when Bruno is too busy being Sottocapo. Meanwhile, Bruno actually has the manpower to kidnap the darlings and/or blackmail them. Bruno will tell Melone to keep the creepiness down.

Yan!Melone x Reader:

Bruno has a talk with Melone about his obsession. Bruno didn’t like it. He already had to have your brother assassinated. However, you were innocent of all his wrongdoings. You were already grieving over the loss, even if it was good riddance, you didn’t deserve to be more involved with mafia things.

Yan!Bruno x Reader:

Unfortunately, Bruno is a hypocrite. When he sees you caring for the local kids, especially those from broken homes, you had captured his heart right there. It would scare him when you would bravely go into dangerous neighborhoods for these kids. While it is noble, you’re gonna get yourself hurt and it causes him anxiety.

Melone saw this as an opportunity. Bruno didn’t want you hurt, but as Sottocapo he’s busy and can’t always stalk like you he wants to…. But Melone can. Besides, who better to protect you from danger than a hitman ready to kill at a moment’s notice. There’s plenty of vile women in that neighborhood you frequent he can use for baby face.

Darlings unite!:

Perhaps the two darlings become friends or were friends, finds out Melone is stalking them and killing people, so they somehow kick his ass. In comes Bruno to the rescue. Bruno's impressed, despite how wicked the people were, his darling still wept for the lost of their lives. So pure, sweet, naive, and foolish. This is why darling needs to be in Bruno's care. Melone’s just very impressed. Humiliated but impressed. You two outsmarted him. Such smart darlings would make wonderful mothers. He’s analyzed you two quite alot since his deal with Bruno. Even if you two will never forgive him and Bruno, you would NEVER take it out on sweet innocent bambini. Bruno attempts to comfort the both of you by explaining that he and Melone have the money and resources to raise a family, which wasn’t comforting at all. You two knew that it meant they have the power to keep you in place and there would be nothing you can do. Afterall, Passione basically controls Italy in the shadows. What chance do either of you have against them, stand or no stand?

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serendipitous-imagines · 11 months

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Could you write headcanons for jjba Bruno, Abbacchio, Fugo, Narancia, and Giorno being protective of their bf? Either around an enemy stand user or just general protectiveness is fine >///< Male reader please

Thank you so much for the request! This is my very first request on this blog and I am so excited for it!! I hope this is perfect for you~ I absolutely adored writing the boys and I had so much fun thinking of all the scenarios of what they would do!!

~ Love, Mod Jay

BRUNO BUCCIARATI

✦ Bruno’s protectiveness over you often shows itself in the form of him holding your hand ever so tighter than usual and a constant biting of his inner cheek or his lip. His body gets subtly tenser, only you would be able to notice it. ✦ Bruno has trained you before on what to do if there was an enemy stand user attacking you, but even he gets shaken seeing that you could possibly be in danger. He will start commanding members of his team the best he can because he wants to ensure nothing can get you or hurt you, and while he trusts his teammates, he trusts himself more to protect you. ✦ He gets intensely focused on protecting you, even when he has a large pit of worry in his stomach. He will always focus on you and wrap himself around you. If the enemy stand user starts to charge towards you, he will throw his body between the both of you and open a zipper to slide you inside with him. ✦ When you return home, Bruno will insist on relaxing. He will draw a hot bath for the both of you and pour a couple glasses of wine. The rest of the day is devoted to taking care of you and checking to make sure you are okay. It is usually how Bruno copes with the leftover protective feelings.

LEONE ABBACCHIO

✦ Abbacchio is constantly in Protection Mode when it comes to you. He never lets you leave his line of sight on a normal day and will somewhat follow you around to ensure that you are safe and you are not getting wrapped up in some sort of danger. ✦ When you are being attacked by an enemy stand user, Abbacchio will put his body in front of yours and keep a hand pressed to your lower back to keep you closer to him. He will keep his body facing the enemy stand user and their stand, never giving any opening to your body to get hurt by the stand. ✦ Abbacchio tends to get a little snappier and blunter than usual with his teammates when he is protective over you. But with you, he speaks quietly and softly to you, often reassuring you that it’s okay and he will be the one to keep you safe, nothing will get you when he is here. ✦ After the danger is gone and Abbacchio has (kind of) calmed down, he typically gets a little embarrassed because of how intense he was acting. Even though he is a little grumpy, he checks in with you and holds you a little tighter than usual for the next few days (and you may need to reassure him a few times).

PANNACOTTA FUGO

✦ When Fugo is protective he gets eerily quiet and his expression is much darker than it would usually be when he is upset. His grip on you gets very tight and he holds you to his side like you are practically super-glued to him. He basically snarls at anyone who would dare come close to you when he feels so protective of you. ✦ Whenever you are standing face-to-face with an enemy stand user, Fugo does not hesitate to release all of the anger he is feeling from you being frightened. He will rush into a fight and attack whilst keeping you in his line of sight. More times than not, Purple Haze will come out and start growling and attacking the enemy (and Fugo is pulling you as far away as possible so you aren't affected by his stand). ✦ Fugo curses a lot and growls- sometimes he says things he gets a little louder than he intends to because he is so pissed about someone even trying to hurt him. "I know you're desirable and all but can't they just FUCK OFF". ✦ After the enemy stand user is defeated and you both retire back to the base, Fugo usually paces around outside with you in tow. He will typically pull you behind the building to angrily kiss you and get possessive of you without any of the others seeing him.

NARANCIA GHIRGA

✦ Narancia is extremely clingy when he gets protective over you, often grabbing your hand and tugging it to his side. He tries to hide how protective he gets by talking louder and pulling you away from the danger you are close to, usually tugging you along to go walk around with him. He tries to make it as smooth as possible to show he isn’t being protective, but it is very obvious. ✦ Because his stand is a long-distance stand, Narancia is keeping you as far away as possible from the fighting. He will pull you into his lap to sit while he flies Aerosmith around. Narancia will make Aerosmith fly around the both of you to make sure nothing is sneaking up on the both of you. ✦ His legs bounce a lot when you are in immediate danger and he will often let out little yells and fling his arms around. Sometimes he will flash his life and call the enemy to stand user as many insults as he can think of. Once the enemy stand user is defeated and is on the ground, he will typically stomp on their body and jump on it while cursing them. ✦ Narancia goes back to his typical self fairly quickly after the incident, but he does have a huge spike of energy that you usually have to go along with. He will be clingy as he always is but now you are forced to go to the arcade with him (where he might let you win to make you feel better if you are still feeling afraid).

GIORNO GIOVANNA

✦ Giorno's eyes will always narrow whenever he feels protective of you. His breathing will also get heavier and he follows people around with his eyes more. Giorno trusts no one and whenever he feels like you could be in any immediate danger, he is ready to spring into action at even the slightest sign that something could happen. ✦ Giorno would be immediately involved in the fight with a burning passion to him. He would leave you with another one of the members of the team (typically Mista) so you are directly out of dangers way. His head will often turn to look at you and make sure you are okay. Seeing you in danger makes him fight harder and get a tad bit more cruel in his fighting style. ✦ If you get hurt, Giorno will run over to you immediately and take care of you. His arms will wrap around you and he will speak to you in a quiet voice and ask you how you are feeling while he heals your injuries. ✦ When you both return home, Giorno will pull you into an embrace and run his hands all along your body to check for any injuries. He gets pretty clingy to you in private and just wants to keep his hands on you until he can get the thoughts of you being hurt or taken from his mind.

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crusadingtonewbeyonds · 1 year

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Yandere! Bruno Bucciaratti x Reader

Warning: Stalking, Obsession

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Bruno Bucciaratti is a man. Though he may give the illusion of a gentleman; he is truly an animalistic cave man on the inside. So when he felt the need to first start stalking Reader he did so with ease. Giving himself the illusion that this would be the limit of his feelings.

What a fool he was to think his love for Reader was only to that limit.

Once he started following Reader to their home, he quickly took note of the address and later plotted out any possible routes one would use to get to their home.

Once his obsession started he couldn't stop. He couldn't stop thinking about how he would make Reader to be just as 'affectionate' as he is. So he devised a plan to imprint himself on their everyday life.

Which he proudly did without the knowledge of his comrades. He would gladly tell them that he was finishing errands every so often as to not seem suspicious. Of course none of them saw it as a problem as the man himself was a sweet, caring and safe person.

Once the initial meet between the man and the prey person, Bucciaratti immediately started to fantasize on where the wedding would be, what their children's names will be, what position he would do the most.He would automatically agree that it would be a small wedding with only the Priest, Himself, and Reader.

Once he decides that just watching Reader out their window isn't enough to satisfy his thirst for them, he will use Sticky Fingers to let himself in through the wall. Once he is in he will flop down on their bed and try to find any fallen hairs that may help him with his collection of things he wants to have from them. He will take his leave once he grabs a few (a lot) more hairs and takes a good whiff of the scent scattered all around the area.

He is dying for the moment he can naturally meet them. Awaiting the moment for something bad to happen so he can rush in and save them. Like a Hero that he is.

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instantpuppydreamer · 10 months

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Could I ask for a yandere Bruno who encounters his ballerina darling for the first time?

yeah!,I'm sorry if I couldn't fulfill your request.I'm not well versed in such topics, by the type of dancing, etc. so I'm sorry if it didn't turn out exactly what you wanted to see.ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ

Yandere!Bruno x reader!ballet dancer

➛warning:yandere,neutral! reader (like not fem and not man)

➛type:hedcanon/fan fiction

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➯Bruno walked by until he heard a pleasant melody, he turned towards the music and saw a joyful crowd of people... Bruno was curious so he decided to take a look at why there are so many people.Right now, you were at a concert and it was your turn to dance..the concert was on the street.the man's gaze stops at you, he looks at your appearance, movements and face,he has a frozen smile on his face when it 's your turn.your body moves so smoothly, and it shows that you like to dance (well, or you pretend). At some point your eyes meet his and he winks at you.He doesn't know why, but he feels obligated to talk to you.after a while, the show ended, people gradually began to leave,The man notices that the man with the beautiful clothes almost left without paying attention to Bruno. Bruno is chasing them fast.

– "Stop!" Bruno shouts, trying to get your attention. You immediately stop, almost surprised. –"You dance so well, and I wanted you to know that" Bruno comments, catching his breath — "Do you want something to drink?" he asks, blushing a little

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soupbabe · 1 year

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Hi!! I really like your work and I was wondering if you could make something like Bruno Bucciraci(hope I spelt that right) x Rock star! Male reader?? Like Bruno goes with mista and them to one of readers shows and they just start hanging out?? (If that makes sense sorry) if it's to much and you don't wanna that's fine thank you<33

Backstage Passes (Bruno Bucciarati x Male! Reader)

Mista drags Bruno to see and old friend's band.

I'm sorry if this is a little off course, but I'm a sucker for meet cutes! (is this even a meet cute if Reader doesn't know who Bruno is? Idk)

"C'mon!" Mista grunted as he tugged on Bruno's hand, pushing his way through the venue until he met the stage. "Needed to get the best spot in the house!" He beamed, whereas Bruno frowned. "I don't think stepping on people was necessary." Bruno brushed off his jacket and readjusted one of the clips in his hair. "Ohh yeah it is! Especially when the band starts playing, you'll understand. Trust me." His boss crossed his arms and sighed at Mista's apathetic enthusiasm.

"So which one is he again? Your friend?" Bruno leaned over to Mista's ears, his voice loud enough to rival the large crowd behind him. "Y/n? He's the lead guitarist!" Mista grinned, "Y'know he used to be my neighbor. Kept me up all night playing that damn guitar, didn't know he actually did anything useful with it though." Mista confessed, a light dusting of embarrassment graced his cheeks. "Oh really?" Bruno smiled and playfully raised an eyebrow, looking at you and your band mates coming onto the stage. "I'm excited to see what all the fuss is about then." He laughed as the band introduced themselves and their first song.

Bruno's eyes followed you wherever you went, absolutely enamoured by the presence you had on stage. Every movement of yours left him starstruck: from the way your fingers smoothly glided across the neck of the guitar to seeing you glance up to the crowd, only to give them all a teasing smirk. Seeing you perform so naturally left him starstruck.

It wasn't until the next song, that Bruno found you staring back at him. Eyes darted back and forth between Mista and him, but he always felt your stare linger. While caught off guard, Bruno couldn't find it in him to tear his eyes away from you. He waved and sent you a friendly smile, to which you smirked and gave him a wink. Mista watched the interaction from the sidelines and he howled at Bruno finally staring at anything but you. "Oh my god!" He laughed, "He totally has a thing for you!" The younger man teased, his shit-eating grin growing wider upon seeing his blush.

"It's nothing-" "You try to tell Y/n it's nothing!" Mista teased. "You get to see him later. Backstage passes, remember?"

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s1ckh1mb0 · 9 months

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Here he is sitting in your arms, something that once would be an amazing thing is now doing nothing but bring you pain. Bruno had begged you to stay home but you protested saying that you had made reservations for that moment. He finally agreed and you guys headed to your favorite cafe not to far from your house. The day was going amazing. Suddenly a loud bang was head which made you turn to face him. Once you did your eyes met for a split second only for his head to slam against a table. You quickly rushed to his side taking him in your arms. The love of your life slowly dying in your arms. And only one thing came to your mine ‘The mission is finally done.’

#fanfic #x character #x reader #spotify #x black reader #x black male reader #x male reader #x black plus size reader #angst #bruno buccerati #bruno bucciarati #jjba x black reader #jjba x reader #jjba angst #Bruno angst

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knifefather · 2 years

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could i request bruno fucking a male reader and they are in the middle od having sex when suddenly abbacchio walks in on them? thank you!

Absolutely!!! Honestly, I got super excited about this request, sat down and wrote most of it in one sitting, and now I am drawing a blank for the ending lmao. I hope you like what I was able to get down, though. ♡ Under the cut for The Sexy like always~

𝙋𝘼𝙄𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂: Bruno x Reader x Leone 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎: He/him pronouns for reader, reader has a dick, anal sex, some accidental exhibition, and threesomes.

18+ only. Minors and ageless blocks DNI.

Bruno felt weird about having sex with you while other members of the team were home. He thought it was indecent to do anything sexual if there was even a slight chance they could hear. This was especially the case for members he perceived to be more innocent than the rest, like Narancia or Trish. It was because of this that you and Bruno were not as intimate as you both wanted to be. It was manageable, but not favorable.

But then, on a random Tuesday morning, most of the gang announced they were going on a day trip. And thus, the house was cleared out for the remainder of the day.

That left only you and Bruno, and he was not shy about trying to seduce you while the team was gone. He missed you, your body and sensual touches, and now was his chance to make love to you.

You were making lunch in the kitchen, enjoying the quietness of the empty house. You could sense Bruno's presence in the doorway before you could feel his hands wrapping around your waist. He whispered your name softly in your ear, his hot breath sending a shiver down your spine. "I believe we are alone today..." he trailed off, tone suggestive.

Emptying your hands, you looked over your shoulder at him, chuckling. "I think we are. We shouldn't waste this opportunity..."

"That's exactly what I was going to say. I'm glad we're on the same page, amore," Bruno said as he snaked his hands down your hard chest, to your waist. You trembled under his hands, feeling starved for his touch. He pushed you flush against the counter, pinning you in place.

"Are we doing this in the kitchen, or...?" you asked breathily. Bruno answered your question when his hands slid past your pants and into your boxers, gripping your half-hard dick. His rough, scarred hands tugged against your skin delightfully, bringing you to full hardness.

"It does not matter to me where. We could do it here, in the bedroom, dining room, bathroom... As long as I get to have you," he proclaimed, his low voice raspy with lust. You couldn't resist your urges and began bucking into Bruno's hand, tiny moans slipping past your lips. Your precum made his fist slide easier over your shaft, the friction driving you crazy. You reached behind, blindly searching for Bruno's bulge with your hands. You finally located him and grabbed his member through his pants. It wasn't surprising to you that he was already fully erect.

"Let me at you, big boy," you teased him, turning around from the counter. He looked at you with a needy expression, releasing a shameless moan when you started unfastening his pants. In a few moments, you were both free, cocks rubbing together. Bruno's head rolled on his shoulders as you captured both of your members in your grasp, stroking them together. Your precum mingled with his, and you could feel the both of you pulsing with pleasure.

Bruno looked at you with warm, loving eyes before touching his lips to yours. Your kisses were slow and lazy, but still communicated the yearning for more. You increased the pace of your hand, Bruno stirring against you. Pulling away from the kiss, he breathed a simple command against your lips. "Turn around and bend over for me."

Your heart skipped a beat. His words made waves of tingly excitement spread all across your body. You obeyed him, quickly dropping your pants and underwear. Bruno's pants joined the puddle of clothes on the floor, which he kicked aside. You grabbed the edge of the counter and arched your back, raising your ass in his direction. Even though you and Bruno have done this many times before, you still couldn't help but feel shy while he observed you. "Relax," he cooed, kissing the back of your head. "You're doing fine." You mumbled a soft thanks and tried to relax your tense body.

Then, Bruno stepped away for a moment. You could hear him rummaging through his coat pockets, then the clicking of a cap. You braced yourself as he started parting your cheeks. The cold, slick tip of his finger circled your hole. With care, he began fingering you open, slow and steady. You moaned unabashedly, cock leaking between your legs. One finger went to two, and then two to three, bringing your moans to howls.

Meanwhile, the house was not as empty as you both had thought. Upstairs, Abbacchio slept in his bed. He was invited to the day trip with the rest of the gang, but passed in favor of sleeping in. He laid there, silver locks fanning around him, in a strange state between sleep and consciousness. He was about to drift off again until he heard the clattering and crash of something downstairs. His eyelids flew open, his heart racing.

Abbacchio was on his guard, adrenaline moving through him. Being in the mafia, you never knew who could attack you next, or where. He threw on his clothes hastily before stalking down the hall, ears perked for any more noise. He could hear the muffled sound of a man downstairs, putting him further on edge. Stand aura swirled around him, Moody Blues materializing at his side. He was ready for anything to happen.

In the kitchen, a dish had fallen as Bruno rammed you into the counter. You gasped as the plate hit the floor, shattering. "B-Bruno, the plate--!"

"We can deal with it later," he assured you, pressing his hips hard against your ass. You hissed as his cock stretched the sensitive ring of your hole. Your knuckles were turning white from gripping the counter, but all you could do was hold on as Bruno penetrated you.

He pulled out roughly just to plunge in again, warm balls smacking your ass. "More...please..." you moaned, voice breaking. Bruno was more than happy to obey you, picking up his pace. He quickly worked his way up to a fast, yet deep rhythm, holding your waist against him. You cried out, holding on as he battered your prostate.

"B-Babe, I'm c-close, I'm so fucking close," you whined, jerking your cock as he fucked you. A pool of precum was now gathering on the floor underneath you. Bruno narrowed his eyes, seeing your hand work your member desperately. He shooed your hand away, stroking your cock for you instead. Bruno wasn't quite there yet, but he wouldn't deny you your orgasm.

Abbacchio was now downstairs. The sounds were becoming louder. It sounded like the man from before was in pain. As he rounded the corner and approached the kitchen, he stopped and listened some more. It almost sounded like...crying? Anger flared up inside Abbacchio at the thought of someone harming a member of this team. He silently promised himself that he would make the bastard pay for thinking he could mess with Team Bucciarati. Green Stand aura swelled around Abbacchio before he darted around the corner, ready to attack.

At the same time, you were teetering on the edge of orgasm. "C-Cumming~!" you cried out. Bruno breathed heavily in your ear and pistoned his hips into you like your lives depended on it.

Abbacchio's eyes went wide as he witnessed Bruno fucking you silly. Even Moody Blues wore an expression of surprise with its limited facial features.

Like earlier, you felt someone's presence in the threshold of the kitchen. Your eyes were blown wide as you looked over and saw Abbacchio standing in the doorway. "A-A-Ab--!" you tried to articulate his name. Yet, you couldn't speak right or stop the ropes of cum that Bruno wrung from you. You painted the cabinets and counter edge with your spunk, body shaking like a leaf. Not only did you have a hard orgasm, but the shock of seeing Abbacchio made you cum even harder. Your ass clenched around Bruno so wonderfully that he was slow to register that Abbacchio was indeed standing there in the doorway.

Bruno gasped and whipped his head to the side, but the damage was already done. Abbacchio stood, mouth agape, watching you both. He was aware that you two were in a relationship, but knew that Bruno was very private regarding his love life. To see the two of you in a compromising situation like this was something Abbacchio never fathomed.

"Leone," Bruno said, bewildered. "Y-You didn't go out?"

Your body was thrumming with a mix of post-orgasm chemicals and embarrassment. You were frozen in place, unsure what would happen next.

"Y-Yeah," Abbacchio croaked. Moody Blues disappeared from his side. Like you, he was also suspended in place. Neither you nor Bruno made any moves to cover yourselves, and Abbacchio had a hard time looking away from your nakedness. Why wasn't he walking away?

"'Guess I'll leave you to it," Abbacchio said awkwardly, edging towards the door.

"You don't have to leave," you said quickly. Bruno looked you with a twinge of confusion on his face. "Is that okay with you?" you whispered to him.

"If you are fine with it then so am I," he consented.

Abbacchio was floored. There was no way this was happening. "What?"

"You can watch. Or join. Or walk away and pretend like this never happened," Bruno elaborated.

You've never had a threesome before, but the idea of it excited you. You loved Bruno, but you couldn't deny that Abbacchio was extremely attractive. You found your gaze lingering on him just a little too long whenever he was around. There was even an occasion at Libeccio in which you popped a boner while looking at how his shirt stretched over his pecs. You ended up having to excuse yourself to the bathroom to calm down. You also knew that Bruno thought Abbacchio was attractive, but he never pursued anything out of respect for their existing friendship.

Even though you had already came once, you were still hard, and your naughty thoughts only kept you wanting more. You could feel that Bruno was still throbbing, his orgasm not too far away.

Abbacchio was waiting for one of you to announce that this was all a joke. But as the three of you stared at each other, the announcement never came.

Before you realized it, Abbacchio had his pants down to his ankles, his hard cock in his grasp. Your jaw dropped at the image of it: His cock was just as thick as you imagined it to be. The light pink hue of his dick cutely matched the blush that dusted his cheeks.

Bruno caught Abbacchio's gaze, a dark look in his blue eyes. The two men shared a look of mutual understanding and lust before Abbacchio kicked his pants away and made his way towards you both.

Your breath caught in your throat when Abbbacchio locked lips with Bruno and reached to grab your cock at the same time. You were leaking profusely, your body threatening to send you over the edge once again. Abbacchio's hands were more meaty and calloused than Bruno's, but they felt amazing jerking your sensitive cock. He let you go entirely too soon, and you were unable to keep a disappointed sound slipping from your lips. Bruno pressed a kiss to your cheek. "Patience," he reminded you lovingly.

Then, you heard Bruno gasp gently in your ear. Abbacchio had begun to cautiously sink a finger into his hole. Bruno peppered your neck in kisses while Abbacchio stretched him open, your skin muffling the sounds of his moans.

"You ready?" Abbacchio asked Bruno, lining up his cock with his entrance.

"Y-Yes," he replied.

The moment seemed to last an eternity, each passing moment more intense than the last. You could feel Bruno shiver against your back as Abbacchio pushed the head of his cock inside him. As Abbacchio inched deeper and deeper, Bruno pressed deeper into you. By the time that Abbacchio was fully hilted, everyone was covered in sweat and panting. Bruno was completely sheathed in you, and Abbacchio in him.

The three of you enjoyed your quiet home for the rest of the afternoon, breaking the silence and making a bigger mess in the kitchen than you originally planned on.

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jojo-mlm · 2 years

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Hi! Could I request a bruno fic with a reader who is trans nb or a trans man? Maybe the reader is feeling dysphoric and bruno comforts them.

(It's really cool to see an mlm blog for once :D )

Thanks! Sorry to take so long to get to everything. I hope to do both trans man and nb but I'm not nb myself so I'm going to post this for trans men then make a separate one for nb people when I do a little more research!

𝔹𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕠 𝕏 𝔻𝕪𝕤𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕔 𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕤 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

You and Bruno Buciaratti. Wasn't that something? You were still getting used to it. Everything seemed so obvious now that you two were together. He talked with such command, you didn't ever think that he was trying to gently lead you into his arm. And happily you were led, until all of the hints had become too obvious to ignore.

You were a frequenter of a local restaurant, a mom and pops, it was how you first met. Admittedly, he was a shady character, taking money from the owners for what you assumed was protection. His serious demeanor seemed contradictorily radiant. When he glanced back, you felt it was only a matter of time before you fell into him.

It seemed too perfect when he sat down at a table in the corner and made friendly chit chat with the waiters. You knew that he had been here before, and with you luck, you'd be able to see him again. He was hard to miss with glowing metal zippers connected to his jacket, you would make sure to keep your eye out.

Thankfully, you did. And you saw him again in the same places, finally deciding the day was the day. But then he approached you, and everything from that day felt like it had changed. It didn't take long before you to were officially together. Dangerous for you, sure, but he had kept you safe for a long time. And you trusted him enough to let him know one of the deepest part of you.

You're trans. It wasn't as big of a deal as you worried it might be. Bruno simply smiled and reassured you that he wasn't there for your body. He was there for you.

That led to now. You weren’t particularly a fan of fashion but you had Bruno by your side to comment on what you wore when asked. Not that it was very helpful though, as he said you looked amazing in anything. Adorable, but not exactly helpful. Unfortunately you hadn’t been feeling the best recently. You’re mood had been down lately, and it spilled over into your self-conscious thought. And for the the first time in a long time, Bruno’s comments about how handsome you were didn't seem to help.

He sat on his bed, letting you rummage around in a spare drawer for your clothes he gave you when you started to stay over more often. Bruno lolled his head to the side, not exactly upset or frustrated, just getting bored. You had been taking a while, needless to say.

“Darling have you picked something yet?” He asked, the words rolling lazily off his tongue. “The afternoon is almost up, and it looks like you might take a while longer.”

Bruno didn’t mean to be rude, you knew that, but you still couldn’t help but feel irritated. When did all these clothes get so feminine? It seemed like all the clothes you had gotten yourself, even the items Bruno had given you and said you looked handsome in seemed like they expressed an hourglass figure. You wanted to tear everything apart. The only way you could describe the clothes were stupid.

The clothes was stupid, going out was stupid, and in your irritation you were starting to think that this whole date was stupid.

Bruno had stood up and walked next to you, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Perhaps you would like to cancel, it doesn’t look like you will be ready soon.”

You swatted his hand away. Of course you didn’t want to go! You felt girlish and feminine and being out in public felt utterly humiliating when your body wasn’t right! You might as well have bugs under your skin, that’s how uncomfortable you were. “Maybe I wouldn’t be taking so long if you helped!”

Bruno took a step back, pulling away from you. You had fought and yelled at each other before, but this felt different. “I- I’m sorry.” You sighed out, shaking slightly.

You were so close to falling apart. And over something so little... you felt so sensitive. You fell into Bruno as he wrapped his arms around you, needing the support he was giving you. He slowly placed his hands on your head, petting your hair sweetly. It might have been embarrassing if anyone but him was doing it.

He didn’t know how to help. He couldn’t fully understand your hurt or your pain, but when he held you and whispered into your ears all the wonderful things he thought you were, you felt safe. You took it to the bed, a much more comfortable position then laying half way on top of his chest still standing.

“Let’s reschedule. I’m not going anywhere... so we have plenty of him.” He hummed softly, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“No, we made plans, we should-”

“With all due respect, no. You’re upset, and it’s my duty to help wherever I can. We can go somewhere else when you’re ready.” He insisted further. “Handsome, we have all the time in the world.”

You felt your face get hot and your buried your face in his chest. “Oh, you like that? Well it’s true. You are the most incredible, handsome, strong man I’ve had the joy of coming to know.”

Bruno gave you words of affection until you told him what was wrong. He gave you something of his to borrow, and when you put on your ‘boyfriend’ jacket, you couldn’t help but feel more confident. He slid his arm around your shoulder, pressing a kiss to the temple of your head. “You look so handsome.”

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sovereignjojoz · 1 year

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Bucci gang beach day

Pairings: Bucci gang x reader

Warnings: NOTHINNNN BUT FUN

Summary: Bucci gang and reader go to the beach!

Notes-let’s go to the beach beach let’s go get away!

First of all, it would be very negligent of me to mention this excursion only happened due to Narancia’s insessant begging.

For at least three months straight, all Bruno would hear is “c’mon Bucciarati! Please, please can we go to the beach! ‘S not like anything bad’s gonna happen plus we all could use a vacation!”

He got on his knees and palmed at Bruno’s trouser legs, he even went as far as to start doing extra tasks around the house so he could appease Bruno.

Once Mista got wind of there being a potential beach day, chaos insures.

Bruno gets pestered thrice as much than he did before, when it seemed as though Bruno would say no the two teenagers visibly deflated, it was almost as though you could see sad droopy puppy dog ears on their heads.

Their capo thinks long and hard on the matter, tongue in cheek, before sighs, he finally relenting over dinner saying, “all right, just this once we’ll go to the beach, I suppose we relax a little for the time being.”

Mista’s plate and cutlery jolt as Narancia jumps up, hands flat on the dining table, looking at Bruno with astonishment.

“Seriously!” He yells excitedly, holding Bruno’s gaze and when the latter man nods he kicks his chair outta the way, walking towards Mista. “Heck yeah!”

In all of their teenage-esque the two friends enthusiastically dap each other up, meanwhile, unexpectedly, Trish smiles in excitement; attempting to cover it up behind her hand. Giorno looks on in intrigue as does Fugo, whilst Abbacchio acknowledges the statement but chooses to remain uninterested.

“Bruno?” Trish hesitates, clearing her throat. The sapphire eyed male averted his attention to the pinkette, curious as to what she wanted to add. He hummed probing her to continue; “is it alright if I invite [name].”

“Please do.” Mista added as Trish side eyed him, although he couldn’t help if he was just so excited at the prospect of seeing you.

Bruno chuckled, “Well, I don’t see why not. Would you all be alright with that?” He looked at his team expectantly awaiting their answers.

“Do what you want, I’m not coming.” Abbacchio commented nonchalantly, although he wasn’t appalled at the prospect of seeing you again.

Bruno looked at the others in the room to see if there was any verbal objections and when he was met with none it was decided you’d come.

So after Trish invited you, it was unsurprising you’d gotten a text from Mista inviting you somewhere.

Guido Mista

“Mista” lemme take you out swimwear shopping (major wink).

He just wanted an excuse to spend one on one time with you although helping you choose out swimwear is a bonus.

When you try on your favourite piece in the changing room and show him, his jaw honestly drops.

“Do you think this one looks nice?” You asked him, looking at him through your lashes. He grinned, “course babe, let me buy it for you, yeah?”

Eyeroll, cue you fanning Mista away with your hands as the pair of you walk over to the cash register to pay.

The sale assistant makes a little comment on “what a cute couple the both of you are,” and “how nice your boyfriend is for doing this.” You were about to refute the claim but Mista answered first saying “thank you.” Before pulling you by your hand out of the shop.

When you and all of the others finally arrive at the beach, Mista was a hog.

He literally picked you up the second you stepped out of the car and carried you all the way to the salty sea water, chucking you in with a dramatic splash!

You groaned, frowning at him laughing, so in your opinion it was very justified when you swam underwater and pulled him too, making you giggle when he slipped on his butt.

Chaos ensured and a water fight broke out between the both of you, you screamed running away cackling as he tried (and succeeded) in grabbing and splashing you.

You hung out with Mista for a little while until you got tried leading you to go to the sand again…

Narancia Ghirga

As soon as you stepped foot on land, you were pulled aside by Narancia, who dragged you to a sandy spot just slightly away from the others on land.

“C’mon let’s make a sand castle,” he told you, positively beaming, “okay!!”

You gathered sand in your hands, moulding it into a cylindrical shape as Narancia carved intricate designs on the one that already stood.

After a couple minutes the pair of you had made a moderately sized, but beautiful (at least to you) sandcastle, which gave Narancia the idea to have a sandcastle building competition.

You instantly agreed clapping your hands, running to get some sea water to build a moat for your castle.

You’d been working on building your castle for ten minutes, narancia had just finished his and you were just about to finish too until a horrific incident took place!

Narancia sabotaged you and stepped on your castle!

You were absolutely gobsmacked, mouth parted in surprise as his castle stood tall and proud.

So you reacted (retaliated) as any normal person would, by destroying his!

This led to a minor sand fight (bad idea).

But quickly realising this, you called a truce and opted to give Narancia a mermaid tail in the sand.

Or at least that’s what he thought, and before he knew it he found himself up to his neck buried in sand. You stuck your tongue out at him, pinching his cheeks and went away to find Fugo, that’s what he deserved for ruining your castle!

Pannacotta Fugo

“Hey Fugo, I wanna decorate the castle I made with Narancia, wanna help me look for sea shells?” You asked him, grabbing his hand and pulling him up.

“Why not go with Narancia?”

You shrugged your shoulders, giving him a knowing smile.

Abruptly, you stopped and started digging in the sand, enthusiastically blabbering away to Fugo when you found a gorgeous cerulean shell.

He smiled at you, patting your head, then bent down next to you and started looking for some shells too.

A vibrant pile of pale colours began to build up next you.

Fugo was just about to quit when he saw a peculiar shell, his eyes widened, perhaps it was a pearl shell, that seemed like something you would like.

He reached down and grabbed it, trying to open up the shell only to be sharply nipped on his finger.

He yelped, throwing the shell halfway across the beach!

Having seen the whole scene you stifled your giggles.

“Are you okay?” You asked him laughing.

He glared at you, “yes. I’m fine.” He snapped due to his pain.

Unexpected to him, you picked up his hurt finger and lightly kissed it. “There all better.” You beamed at him.

A light pink blush splayed across his cheeks, “thank you.”

“We’ll continue later, I’m a bit tired I’m going to go and rest for a bit.”

Leone Abbacchio

Firstly, Abbacchio didn’t even know how he ended up at the beach, after he had outright said he wouldn’t be coming.

Honestly he’s not really a fan of the beach, actually he hates it.

Outright refuses to go in the water, he’s not getting his hair wet or any disgustingly salty water in his mouth.

He opts to sit on a beach towel under an umbrella, reading and sipping on a fruity drink.

So when you trail up to him and plop down next to him, he hopes your disturbance won’t be too major.

“What do you want?” He asked, eyes still on his book.

“Nothing,” you stretched your legs and wiggled your toes. “I’m just tired.”

He hummed, uninterested.

You yawned and decided to test his limits, resting your head on his legs.

“[name].” He warned curtly.

You waved your hand sleepily, “m just resting my head, promise.”

You were not. In fact, one minute later you fell asleep.

Leone groaned, slamming his book shut. He looked at your peaceful sleeping face, he stroked your face and shifted you into a more comfortable position.

Abbacchio doesn’t know why, must have been the pesky goodwill of his heart, but he put sunscreen on your face too as it got hotter in the day.

You shifted in your sleep, snuggling closer to him.

He wanted to roll his eyes but his body betrayed him and he smiled.

Not long after, he found himself overcome with sleep, and when he woke up he found you gone, frolicking away with Bruno.

Bruno Buccarrati

“Hello [name],” Bruno greeted, “are you hungry? I know you’ve been busy enjoying the day.”

“Sup Bruno, not yet, I’m actually kind of hot.” You responded, “and I kinda wanna test out the snorkels, do you want to take a dip with me?”

He shrugged off his shirt, showing off his muscular, chiselled form. “Sure, let’s go.” He told you, leading you towards the sea by the small of your back.

You held up a pale pink float, decorated with sprinkles, “Ooh, let’s drift away in this doughnut float!”

He sat in the doughnut float first, pulling a snorkel over his head so it rested on his forehead. “Alright bellisima.”

Cue you squealing excitedly, dropping yourself onto his lap as the float started digging away.

One of his hands rested on your waist as the other skimmed against the water, similarly to your toes.

“Are you alright?”

“Uh huh! Let’s hop in, I’m sure we’ll see some cool fish!”

You marvelled at the aquatic animals, turning to look at Bruno, enthused.

Finally after around an hour, he extended his hand out to you and pushed you on the float to the shore once more.

After all that you honestly felt rather famished.

Trish Una

“Trishie, wanna eat?”

Trish cringed at the use of that ghastly nickname, you’re honestly extremely lucky the pair of you had been friends for a while because if you were anyone else she would have cut you off.

She pulled up her designer shades to look at you in the eye, “fine.”

“Great!” You ran over to the picnic basket Bruno had packed and grabbed a few snacks and sandwiches.

She extended a manicured hand, picking up a carrot stick.

Her eyes darted towards you when you exclaimed in delight, “oh my gosh, this is so delicious, here Trish take a bite!” You extended your hand out towards her, putting your food in front of her.

Tentatively and skeptically, she took a bite. “Mmm.” She agreed licking her lips.

“I know right?” You took another bite, “we should bake our own snacks and have another picnic sometime soon.” You told her.

“Yeah.” She looked up at the setting sun, “sounds nice.”

You squeezed her hand happily, “Alright, then it’s arranged!”

Giorno Giovanna

Giorno wasn’t really bothered about coming to the beach, although he also didn’t not want to come.

For most of the day he’s been enjoying and ice cream and doing some light tanning until you’d come up to him and asked if he wanted to make bracelets with you.

He nodded and sat down next to you, his knee touching yours.

You instructed him to make you a bracelet and you’d make him one.

He opted for a green and blue colour palette, resembling that of the sea, whilst you made him a red and white one contrasting greatly with his.

Then he made a silly joke about how yours is the exact opposite to his and how “opposites attract.” Causing you to roll your eyes and omit the shell heart charm from his bracelet.

This caused the blonde to tease you (Brando genes popping out) and say how you had his heart (charm) so why can’t he have yours?

You groaned, relenting and tied it on his wrist, he laughed to himself as you walked away from him.

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lemon-muncher · 1 year

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Masterlist

My Hero Academia

BakuDeku x Male Reader: Toys and Machines

BakuDeku x Male Reader: Instructions

Yandere Deku x Male Reader

Deku x Male Reader: Dom/Sub Roles

Deku x Male Reader: Vanilla

Deku x Male Reader: Thigh Riding

Bakugou x Male Reader: Shibari

Bakugou x Male Reader: Ass Smacking

Bakugou x Male Reader: Thigh Riding

Bakugou x Male Reader: Masochism

FtM Kirishima x Male Reader: Soft Domming

KiriBaku Headcanaon

KiriBaku x Fem Reader: Mommy/Daddy Kink

DekuTodoKami Headcanon

Todoroki x Male Reader: Exhibitionism

Tamaki Amajiki: Pegging Headcanon

Tamaki Amajiki x Fem Reader: Punishment

Hawks: Pegging Headcanon

Kaminari x Male Reader: Masochism

Shigaraki x Male Reader: Insecurities

Haikyuu

Sugawara x G.N. Reader (Fluff)

Kageyama x Male Reader: Remembering (Part 1)

KageHina x Male Reader: Remembering (Part 2)

Demon Slayer

Tanjirou x Male Reader: Exhibitionism

Tomioka x Fem Reader: Apologies (Angst/Fluff)

Douma x Male Reader: Masochism

One Piece

Sanji x Male Reader: Punishment (Part 1)

Sanji x Male Reader: Punishment (Part 2)

Sanji x Male Reader: Punishment (Part 3)

Luffy x Male Reader: Thirsty

Zoro x Male Reader: Shibari

Ace x Fem Reader Headcanon

Zoro x Male Reader x Luffy: Threesome

Jujutsu Kaisen

Megumi x Male Reader: Exhibitionism

Megumi x Male Reader: Summoning

Megumi Headcanon

Inumaki x Male Reader: Breeding

Inumaki x Male Reader Headcanons

Gojo x Male Reader: Voice Mail

Blue Exorcist

Rin Okumura x Male Reader: Somnophilia

Rin Okumura x Male Reader: Roleplay

Rin Okumura x Male Reader: Masochism

Rin Okumura x Male Reader: Tail Play

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Jospeh x Male Reader: Remembering

Mista x G.N. Reader: Fingering

Josuke x Yandere Reader

Bucciarati x Male Reader: Exhibitionism

Chainsaw Man

Denji x Male Reader: Sex Tapes

Denji x Male Reader: Exhibitionism

Denji x Male Reader: Wax Play

Denji x Male Reader: Puppy Play

Denji x Fem Reader: Feminization

Denji x G.N. Reader: Public Vibrator

Aki Hayakawa x Male Reader: Wax Play

Hunter x Hunter

Feitan Portor x Male Reader Headcanon

Feitan Portor x Male Reader: Masochism

Feitan Portor x Bad at Cooking!Reader

Feitan Portor x Male Reader: Blood

Shalnark Headcanon

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shineonyoucrazyyandere · 6 months

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Can i request a yandere!trish with a fem!reader? I don't see very much of it and it makes me sad because trish is waifu ;w;

Yandere! Trish Una x Fem! Reader

Gotta give some female characters attention too, I try my best to be equal opportunity with both male and female characters.

this may or may not be a two parter, It’s been a while since I’ve written out something and I don’t want to feel like I’m rushing something and make it uninteresting because I put it all out at once.

You saw yourself as a guardian for Trish Una ever since the mission of guarding her the first time. Of course her father planning to murder her, only strengthened your resolve to protect her. Betrayal by a horrible person who you’d hardly qualify as a father, you helped her process and talk everything out while the others were busy. She seemed to have some attachment to Bucciarati as well, but steadily you noticed her instinctively hover around you.

At that time you did all in your power to keep her safe after betraying the former leader of Passione. All while allowing to adjust to her newly gained stand. Multiple times she’d grip your arms or lace her fingers into your hand. The tiniest bit of downtime during that week you’d let her do as she pleased with your hair. Sometimes she’d compliment your eye colors, stare at you a little bit. Then proceed to talk about missing doing something casual with all this hiding. She even told you one night you made things feel like normal.

Every little thing you indulged in that week you felt was good for her. No one deserved to have all that weight of a traumatic experience put on them. Even after everything finally ended with Giorno defeating Diavolo and taking his place as the Don of Passione. You two were not separated, Trish piped up she needed you to feel safe and she couldn’t live alone.

Giorno asked you directly if you wanted to do so, taking in consideration how exhaustedly you took extra care of her. That he could find a female caretaker/guard to help Trish if you weren’t up to it. Instinctively, you knew Trish wouldn’t care for that. She seemed a bit huffy occasionally when you weren’t around. Deciding to not leave a headache to another associate you volunteered to live with Trish yourself.

His eyes furrowed for a moment but the confidence in your answer lead him requesting the place Bucciarati had mentioned he’d let Trish live in. He knew you both were close but there was something he couldn’t quite shake with Trish. Perhaps her behavior leaning towards being clingy, there was being close and then there was being a little too close.

“Just remember if you need a break/time for yourself you know where to find me” Giorno told you gently. It was the best statement he could give for now, his suspicions merely cautious for your safety.

“Thank You Giorno” You bowed your head

Shortly after this discussion, a car was brought up to the front of the building. Keys to the villa and the car itself were exchanged promptly. Trish’s belongings left behind in a previous place before going under protection were already in the trunk. Ready to be unpacked upon being taken inside. Upon arriving you immediately gesture Trish inside, but she decides to help you bring her belongings in instead.

“Are you sure? It’s rather late and you usually try to get in bed by this time don’t you?” You asked

Her eyes seem to pierce yours, “I can help” she seemed to insist. “I know you volunteered for looking out for me, there’s no need to overwork yourself” Her heels click on the ground as she goes to the now opened trunk and grabs out a few of her things. You follow her and proceed to grab what you can before heading to the door yourself. Sometimes it slipped your mind how determined she could be on insisting to do something. She was not helpless and could hold her own in decisions. Sighing to yourself you make sure the vehicle is locked and nothing was visible in any of the seats before heading in.

Eventually you get your own belongings inside this villa, Trish herself suggested so. All of your day practically revolved around her, but not once did you seemed to be fatigued. This went on for a few months with little trouble. Giorno did check up on you every once in a while even with his busy schedule. You could tell he was a little concerned, not that you minded of course. It was technically an assignment.

“She insists doing many things with me, her favorite thing is mostly picking cute clothes out” You told him promptly. Proceeding to go into details about brands she liked or the more expensive less “showy” things she could recognize.

“Do you know if she’s made any friends? Not that I entirely mind her being around you but she should be with others as well” He asks

“I believe I’ve seen her talk to a few people that weren’t sales associates, She doesn’t always tell me about things like that however” You responded. “I do have a gnawing feeling she really enjoys my company, perhaps a bit too much”

The blonde nodded in response “I thought as much, does that concern you?”

Your e/c eyes stare down at the floor, a brief pause in your breathing before you respond. “Somewhat yes, it’s been a couple months”

“I hope she can spread her wings and enjoy life on her own” You added on. “I do care for her Giorno, and I’ll look after her as long as she needs, though the thought does slip if that’s too much for her to properly adjust”

He nods along agreeing entirely, a bit stumped at the moment at this complex situation. You’re not really freaking out but there’s uncertainty in your eyes. Worrying if you’re subduing Trish, but as he sees it in his view, it’s the entire opposite. The dynamic is akin to an invasive plant, thriving with little impediment to its growth. Something that has to be taken care at the source before it swallows everything.

“I think I can keep this under control, I don’t need anyone else getting hurt” You stated out of nowhere.

“We have to be careful about this, Trish isn’t very fond of being looked over constantly by you Giorno”

His greenish eyes narrow “Of course, but I can’t have you facing this alone”

“I’m certain she’ll ask of this conversation when I pick her up from her visit to a store she’s been wanting to go to, She seems rather suspicious of you Giorno”

He looks at you, considering his options and what you’ll likely tell him based on your judgement of Trish. He trusts you just as he does Mista and dismisses you, and asks for an update in a couple of more months. For now he decides to lay out some options just on the off chance something goes too far. However this wasn’t your typical stand user battle, it was more of an emotional puzzle.

Later that evening you stop to pick up Trish right on the dot. She slid into the passenger seat quickly shut the door. Her eyes immediately dart to yours. “Do you mind if we get something to eat? I’m craving something from a restaurant I used to go to all the time”

“Sure we can do that” you tell her, before eventually driving off.

“So…how was that meeting?” She asks not even a few seconds after

“It was good” you tell her “I simply answered what Giorno was asking”

Her eyebrows furrowed “I know you need to update him, but I don’t think he should be prodding into everything we do together”

“He just wants to see how you’re holding up Trish, the things you went through aren’t exactly something an everyday person goes through” You try to pacify her

She shook her head adamantly, while crossing her arms “I doubt it, I think he’s concerned about you because he thinks I’m acting strange”

She wasn’t wrong and you weren’t going to foolishly deny that right in front of her. You reassured you didn’t inform of everything you both did together. Your “alone” time was still safe, but you could still see her lips pursed into a frown.

“I don’t think he should nose around at all if I’m being honest” She answered defensively but her demeanor of discontent wasn’t aimed at you. No, it seemed to be targeted towards Giorno. A twinge of jealousy perhaps? An odd thing for you to consider normally, but the way she was acting didn’t rule that out.

“I hope he knows I do talk to people other than you, but I don’t talk to them like I talk to you y/n” She sighs

There was an unsettling tone when she said that, she was stressing the meaning further than decent friends. You kept focus one the road, not really responding to keep your mind off that statement. False hope that you maybe misheard her somehow…

#yandere x reader #yandere #yandere jjba #yandere imagines #yandere jjba imagines #yandere jjba x reader #jjba imagines #yandere jojo’s bizarre adventure #trish una #yandere trish una #yandere scenario

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