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strawberymilku · 3 months

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Playing Dangerous

featuring: Police!Leone Abbacchio x Fem!Reader

genres: nsfw!, crimes, mention of: thugs, arson, mafia, car sex, oral sex, blowjob, dirtytalk, one night stand, fingering, doggy style, praises, police theme, corrupt, minor gunplay

a/n: i was rewatching jojo, and ive been wanting to write a police smut with lana del rey lyrics as prompt, and my bf wnted to collab so i just had to write it. not proofread yet. might do part 2 for it. word: 4k, a bit long but it was worth it.

The woman was speeding for sure, but Abbacchio could doubt if she was the witness or the culprit for committing arson, Abbacchio heard the sound of the motorcycle approaching, and he turned to face the direction in which it was coming. It was heading straight in his direction-? He wasn't sure if the person on the bike was who he suspected it to be, but he raised his revolver as the bike came closer..it certainly looked suspicious...

"Why you?!" she yelled, cursing, he was brave enough that he did not care if he died to get her, pulling him on the side of the motorbike, with a swift dash, saving his life as he was at the back of her motorbike. It was the work of the Stand for sure, but sadly the man couldn’t see Stands like that yet but just felt someone lift him on her motorbike. That certainly caught him off guard. Was she just riding directly into him? The situation was unclear...Was she trying to run him over? To escape-? He was surprised at how quickly she acted. He could have been killed if it hadn't been for her, which meant..she couldn't be the arsonist, but she still looked suspicious..and yet she saved his life... Yet her actions are justified yet "Kill me later, what is wrong with you, you would be run across in my wheels," she had a gangly Italian accent, still on the motorbike with huge speed. "Am I getting a ticket for speeding too?" she said sarcastically. He looked at her back where a group of thugs were still chasing over her. Leone had a stunned look on his face. She was certainly lively, and rather..crude. He certainly wasn't expecting that attitude from a potential arsonist, but for some odd reason he didn't feel threatened by her- in fact, he was rather intrigued- she hadn't even noticed his police uniform. After a few moments of stunned silence, he finally replied

"Ah...I'm a police officer. But I can't just let anyone ride at such high speeds..why are you speeding away from people?" "They are after me, whaddya think," she went into different roads taking a lot of turns as the gang lost track of her, after minutes of having the stranger at the back, they stopped in a random alleyway, with a big sigh, she realized it was the cop, not that she’s afraid of him anyways. "It's my job to keep the streets safe and look out for suspicious behaviour- like someone on a motorcycle riding at dangerously high speeds in a residential area."

The suspicious behaviour mentioned included the arson incident at the local gas station that happened not a day ago. Although he didn't outright believe her, he decided to look into her claim. For now, he'd only ask questions to get a grip on the situation.

"May I ask what you were doing around that area where the suspected arson took place?"

"Arson? You think I'd commit arson-" Her lighter got pulled from her pocket, he was daring enough to get that from her leather jacket. "No, please, I'm a smoker," she pulled out her cigarettes to counter his proof. The policeman took a second to think. It would be highly unusual for someone to commit a criminal offense like arson just to cover up smoking. At the same time, he had no evidence proving her guilty yet. He decided to ask another more personal question.*

"Why were they on your tail to begin with? Do you know why these gang members were after you?" That was a sensitive topic for a mafia’s daughter, no way she could leak her identity out like that. "Yes I do, I have my own reasons, which place was getting burned again?" she tilted her head, as she was demanded to show her license, but she looked reluctant to show it.

There was still the issue of the gang members after her that he had to inquire about.

"The Shell station at the corner of Via Maddaloni and Via Caracciolo."

"I was at a Hilton Hotel I swear, you can get the evidence," she raised her arms, showing everything from her pocket. Everything seemed suspicious to Abbacchio, no way he could get information out of her mouth like that, so the best way was to flip her body quickly, putting her hands at his back as he slapped the metal handcuffs on her wrists, locking it. He was unsure why he did that but he believed this was the best way. She sighed, "My dad will be killing me if he finds out I’m going to be late,” it was too much for just speeding up in a motorbike.

He couldn’t help but raise a small smirk. Her hands being cuffed behind her back gave him a fair idea of what he could do to her.

"I suppose you aren't very much of a good girl?"

*"Everybody knows that I'm a good girl, officer,"* she replied still with her hands on her back as she was forced to walk back to where his car was. He let out a small laugh. It was rather amusing how easily she was acting so calm over being handcuffed and detained. Even if this incident would end up being a dead end for the arson case, he was still curious. She was just detained for being a suspect, just yet. Things are getting exciting.

"And exactly what is your name, miss?"

“Y/N,” she grunted still feeling her wrist already from the handcuffs. “Well then Y/N, too bad, you will be a warrant for, ‘reckless driving, running through stop signs, driving at dangerously high speeds, running through red lights- and for suspicion of arson. You have the right to remain silent,” he said in a stern tone, he couldn’t help but smile at her rolling her eyes. *"No, I wouldn't do a thing like that, that's for sure,"* she tried to pout her lips to use a charm on him, thinking he would let her go this time.

Abbacchio's smirk grew wider, as he tried not to laugh at her attempt at seduction.

"I don't think a pout will suffice for an excuse in court."

Her attitude was amusing he thought. Usually, people would be acting aggressively, but she seemed to have accepted the situation quite easily.

"Ah yeah, my dad told me not to talk to the police, because I can demand rights for a lawyer," she tried to rethink again, trying to stay silent as they slowly walked back to his car. She had the attitude of a spoiled teenager, but he couldn't help but be amused. Usually, people would be threatening legal action, not talking about their parents, but she was a different case.

"Your father told you not to talk to the police..? Is he one of those who would try to bribe officers to avoid arrest?"

"Oh really, does he?" she grinned, still using her legs to take sweet sweet time back to the car, it was taking so long than usual just to stall time as much as she could. She was certainly being flirty for someone who had just been arrested.

"If you're expecting me to be charmed you certainly have a poor way of showing it."

Though she certainly was charming..but he'd rather stay professional at the moment. He’s a committed policeman after all. "Am I going to jail for this?" her shoulders slouched at him trying to repeat what she committed as if he were his mom. “Like, *the house is already on fire right, I swear I’m not a liar,*” she added to him to second guess his decisions.

Abbacchio gave her a skeptical look. She definitely wasn't being completely honest. But what she said about the house being on fire definitely seemed more believable than her being the arsonist. It seemed like these gang members came after her for something else. He decided to ask just to confirm his suspicions.

“I’m not asking about the arson crime, I’m asking how are you related to those thugs, it’s very dangerous you know,” he tried to squeeze more questions to get more information out of her.

The girl didn’t reply, it was indeed a chilly night, her lips were quivering from the cold, even if she had the leather jacket on her. “Are you cold?” he asked with concern in his eyes, his hands on her handcuffs, yet pulling her close to him, trying to walk back where he came from.

*“Well, I'm a little shaken, but I'm fine, thanks for asking.”* she smiled at him to look up at him with her eye smile.

"Did you owe them money? Did you have their illegal drugs? What's your ties to these gang members?" "Tell me do you always work so late?" she didn't answer his question, as she had the right not to though. She was very charming, but also very stubborn- he almost found it admirable. Maybe he should've taken her up on her earlier offer of charm. She seemed very confident in her ability to seduce him. It could be the right moment to give in to temptation.

"It's my job to watch the late night shift, what does my work schedule have to do with your involvement with gangs?"

*"Do you really have to put those tight handcuffs on?"* she tried to pull it out but it was not to avail. Still, she didn’t give up yet to flirt with him. Abbacchio gave her a small laugh at the girl, this was the moment for which he was hoping. That is, she was very much starting to flirt with him- so now was the perfect time to reciprocate.

"Are you sure you're not trying to get me to take the cuffs off?"

It might just be wishful thinking, but it certainly looked like she was trying to flirt. He was hoping for it anyway, and now she had given him the right opportunity by attempting to pull her cuffs off... But he must stay professional right?

*"Let's get in the back of your cop car, officer?"* she asked a question, still finding ways to flirt with him last minute possible. Finally, they arrived at the car that had printed ‘Polizia’ on it. “Playtime is over, get in the car,” he tried to stay in a demanding tone. The ‘officer’ word did get the man inhaled deeply, oh the things he could do with her right now, as he placed her in the backseat of the car, respectfully, restraining himself from touching her. He’s a good policeman, he couldn’t be doing that. *"You can ask me anything you want, anything, like anything,"* she smiled as he slowly fell for her trap, he decided to sit in the backseat, for a while, closing the car door behind him, and locking it, giving her a dirty smirk. Abbacchio chuckled and shook his head at her flirtatious comments, yet he also realized just how tempting the situation was.

"Anything, hmm?"

He thought for a bit. His mind started to wonder as he looked down at her. She was very appealing.

"What would you do, if I decided to uncuff you- right now?" "I don't know, officer," she looked at his lips then back to him. "You do like purple lipstick, don't you, what is it? Givenchy brand?" she joked, in between, giving a mysterious appeal to the policeman wanting to give in to his desires.

"Good guess. Though I may need more than just your beauty alone to convince me."

"Like what, officer?" she leaned closer towards his neck, it was rather a risqué attempt, she was down to play with fire too, from the looks in his eyes. Leone bit his lip slightly but he still tried to hold back, he wanted to stay professional and focused. But his heart couldn't help but race as she got close. He wondered how this would end...if there was a way he could fall for the trap.

The smell of her perfume hit his nose making it that much harder to focus. He was very tempted. She seemed to have been waiting for him to reply for a minute now. *"Do you have a girl? I don't see a ring on your finger?"* she'd be the one asking questions here instead, how the tables have turned, touching his chest on his police uniform, with her fingertips. This made him raise an eyebrow, the question she had just asked was a little unexpected. Though given he was staring directly at her lips he couldn't deny that he was rather tempted to take it as a sign. But he decided to answer nonetheless.

"I don't have a girlfriend..not at the moment anyway." "*Well that's interesting, have you thought of dating a* **mafia's daughter?**" she replied, dropping the biggest hint of all time, until he realized, no wonder why the gang was after her. He should let her go right? The thought of having her as a girlfriend was still tempting..her attractiveness, her flirtatious attitude, it was too much to ignore.

"Are you offering?" "Maybe I am, offering you a taste?" she leaned closer towards him slowly. It was obvious, that she a tease, still not kissing him, just yet, but their faces were just inches apart. Abbacchio held his breath. Her words were tempting, her attitude was tempting..and her lips were certainly tempting- all she had to do was just close the space between them and they'd be locked in a passionate kiss...

He felt like he might die if he didn't go through with their kiss. He wanted to play her game and play it perfectly. Her words had been tempting since she said them and he could only answer with one answer.

Abbacchio took in a deep breath and nodded his head. **The flames are getting higher, and so is his desire. It's kind of exciting, don't you think?

"Am I playing a dangerous game, officer?" she teased, still not kissing him, just yet, she wanted to see how far this would go.

The policeman was gritting his teeth in anticipation. It was a dangerous game she was playing, and he knew he shouldn't play it. She was involved with the mafia after all. But the temptation was too much to pass up. He had to do it. The smell of her perfume still lingered, making it much more inviting.

"It's a very dangerous game."

Abbacchio finally caved in. He knew he couldn't control himself anymore. He closed the distance and pulled her towards him, giving in their passionate kiss. She crashed on her lips softly, melting right down on this gothic policeman, without shame, he was worth a one-night stand, but she didn't really care, their kisses became hotter and hotter each second, he gripped her body, forcing her onto his thighs, looking up at her. Their kiss has started to deepen. His lips brushed against hers as he pulled her even closer. This girl..she was too irresistible. Her flirting and teasing, even the danger of her being involved with the mafia. He just wanted more. She touched his badge and looked up at him. "Abbacchio was it?" she kissed him once more, not enough of his kisses, at this point the purple lipstick has been worn off at this point, some even staining her lips.

"That is my name, yes." "So officer~" the way she said was so enticing,

"What am I supposed to do now?" she felt his hands roaming all across her body, as if he owned her right here, no tonight, he could do whatever he wanted for tonight.

"Will I be forgiven for this, officer?" she was like a crime he must commit just for tonight, a sin he wouldn't regret doing, for sure.

"I guess I'll have to figure out how to punish you for this..for now though, I'm sure you don't mind my hands on your body, hmm?"

His smile was quite teasing too and even though he was trying to appear professional, it was clear he was enjoying this quite a lot. He leaned back in and began kissing her again. He gave her a look that told her he was enjoying this as his hands stayed firmly on her hips. “Let’s make this exciting for the both of us,” he pulled out his revolver from his waistband, pointing at her head. He must tried it out at least, he needed to have the upper hand as well. "Officer, I will do anything to repent," her words were dripping as if it was made of honey, she wasn’t even fazed the gun barrel was pointed at her head, biting her lips. Things have gotten out of hand. "You will, will you?" he grinned of mischievous how he liked her under his power.

"How about you tell me what you'd do to repent- and I'll think about it and see if it's enough of a punishment for you." "First, I'd unbuckled that belt of yours and..." her eyes trailed downwards at the seat at the bulge forming in his navy blue pants and up to his golden purple eyes, that would be enough for his imagination to do the rest of the work. “Okay then, get to work, don’t just be an all talk,” he pressed the revolver harder on her skin, geez this man was full of sass, which made her actually take off his pants, obeying his orders, just as he wanted her to. "Oh, please don't shoot me yet, Mr Polizia, I will be good," she unravelled his hard cock from his underwear, palming it between her small hands trying to please him, her handcuffs were still on.

"So you'll be a better girl if I don't shoot you?"

He looked down at her with a teasing and tempting look, she was really quite the girl. This was the most teasing, dangerous girl he had ever come across on the job. “You know your small hands aren’t in good use, use your mouth,” he demanded, pointing the gun directly at her and even though he wasn't gonna shoot, she could clearly see the barrel against her. He looked at her with a teasing grin. She looked so pretty under him, and all the power he had on her. She nodded at his orders, bending down, licking his wet tip for a while, which made him have a satisfying moan, his impulse made him push his right hand on her head, pushing her mouth closely for the blowjob. His breath was shaky already as he felt every part of her mouth on his dick, he felt as if he was on cloud nine, it was all worth it. Worth it from a tiring shift, she was trying to suck him good, she looked like she was an expert at this, feeling his tip pushed against her throat, she was trying to be his only little good girl, a good girl just for Mr Policeman right here. Oh, how he’d wish he could possibly want her every night. Her mouth was starting to tire her, as all her saliva was all around his base, “Abbacchio, sir, are you satisfied yet?” she looked up at him for his mercy, for his approval, for his attention, with those orbs. “Not yet, I wanted to cum on your face,” he pointed the gun at her, demanding to resume her lips to work again. Her head bobbed again and again, trying to please him as much as she could, deepthroating him, her tongue twirling on his length. She liked how much vocal he was, praising her, for her good use of the mouth.

“My god, you weren’t lying when you said you will have your mouth in good use,” that was the best blowjob he received in his life so far, feeling every orgasm trying to rip from his heated skin. After minutes of torturing her throat, he finally gave in, painting on her face with his white liquids, with a satisfied smug face. “Uh, uh, uh, mi amore,” he had a menaced look over her with a tsk, “Who said I was done with you?” for a policeman like him, having stamina could be true. He bent her over, his gun still pointing at her. The time to show who is the monster here, not giving her a break.

“Look here, girl, *if you can't stand the heat. Then stay out of the fire,*” he groped all over breasts, throwing the gun away on the floor of the car. She happened to listen all to his command, like a good little girl, he pulled down her bottom clothing, his fingers trying to play her folds through her underwear, trying to tease her. “Oh, your cunt is wet here, *you might get what you desire*,” he put the underwear aside, rubbing on her clit, trying to gain some moans from her. Things are starting to get interesting. “I’m not putting on anything, yeah, just to warn you,” his cock tried to get between her wet folds, just like that. “I-uh, policia, please don’t you have a condom-” her mouth was shoved with the finger he got her pussy juices on. “Lick it up,” she couldn’t deny such requests from the hot officer, licking it, while he kept pounding her behind her back. Not enough, he needed to feel every wall of her just like that. “I’m going raw, so shut your pretty mouth like that,” He had an enormous speed, gripping her waist, her arms against the tinted glass, the car starting to fog up from the movements, “Listen here, little girl, and listen good,” he raised her body good, her boobs all over the window glass at this point, she screamed more as her G spot has been getting all this abuse from the sudden position.

“Please, please, have mercy on me, officer-” her words were cut as he pushed his fingers in her throat, attempting to shut her mouth. This man is indeed wild, the luckiest night for a girl like her. **”Even if you scream, or beg me to stop, or have mercy, I’m not stopping,”** he rutted inside her cunt as if it was meant to be shaped by his large cock.

“Not until I’m satisfied,” he hummed, using it as if she was a toy she was made just for him to fuck her. Her cries and moans filled the whole street, think to their luck no one was in the streets, a few maybe. Do you this man cares? No? **“Not like you can stop me anyways, hmm?”** he didn’t stop his thrusts, her pussy aching from all the movements, their moans were in unison. She was already tired at this point, getting the slaps on her buttocks, his hand making her chin move just to kiss him as he kept railing behind her back, his lusts and desires being fulfilled by this one girl. “If you keep doing like that, I might-” she panted for air, she needed for a moment there, “I might, cum~” her body squealed in pleasure, holding all her sanity.

It was prolonged sex for sure, he finally had to urge to orgasm, he pulled out in time, cumming all over her body, she really looked pretty as if he was the artist, painting more cum on the belly. “Know your place, just like that,” he looked coldly into her eyes, he didn’t have time for this right? The aftercare was little, he threw her tissues and a bottle of water he had in the car, putting on his clothes, he did let her go this time, unlocking her sore wrists, and going back to his driver seat.

He did drove her back to her motorbike was at, even opening the door for her to get out, after minutes of silence, he kissed her forehead softly, like a gentleman would, before he finally let her go. But one thing for sure is that it was one of the best nights he’d ever had with a girl. A sucker for romance, *lovin’ a hurricane*

part 2?

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lady-wallace · 29 days

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Abbacchio Week Day 6: Your Wildest Dreams

Today's @abbacchioweek2024 fic drabble is set in my High School AU timeline (Time in a Bottle) It takes place about 6 months after the main story.

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Leone couldn’t stop staring at himself in the mirror. He couldn’t quite believe this was actually happening; it all felt like a dream.

Probably because it had been a dream for as long as he could remember. And now his childhood longing to become a police officer was now finally coming to fruition.

He felt like a child again, in his crisp new uniform, felt like a pretender in a way. Like he was wearing a costume.

He certainly didn’t look like himself. He’d gotten used to the cut hair, the bare face from when he had been at police academy but he looked like a child playing dress up now in full uniform. But he had a badge of his own—a solid metal shield over his heart, it was no cereal box plaything. The gun at his belt was not full of darts, but more weighty ammunition with heavier consequences. Today was the end of all of those past years of playing cops and robbers in the school yard. His achievement had finally been realized and he couldn’t be more ecstatic.

He straightened his shoulders, trying to feel less like an imposter, and took a deep breath, reaching for his hat.

He checked the time and realized with a curse that he was going to be late for his first day if he didn’t get his shit in gear.

He hurried down the stairs and grabbed his keys from the table by the door. “Um, I’m heading out,” he called, feeling suddenly self-conscious.

“Not yet you aren’t,” his mother said, hurrying from the kitchen, her face breaking out in a grin as she saw him. “Look at you! So handsome.”

“Mom, seriously,” Leone huffed, face flaming as she cupped his cheeks and pulled him down to kiss the side of his head.

“You’ll do fantastic on your first day, darling,” she told him confidently.

Sylvia hurried down the stairs, about to head out the door for school. “Wow, you look like a real police officer, Leo.”

“I am, dummy,” he snipped at his younger sister.

She grinned and stuck her tongue out at him before her face softened. “You look cool.”

Leone huffed a laugh and accepted the hug she gave him. “Thanks, Sylvie.”

“Trying to leave without saying goodbye?”

Leone glanced up to see his dad coming out of the office with a small smile on his face. Leone straightened up, yet again self-conscious. “I was gonna say goodbye…”

“Come here, let me look at you.” His father took him by the shoulders and looked him up and down. He sighed and Leone felt a brief moment of trepidation that he would go back on his encouragement of Leone’s career path and tell him he was disappointed.

But he met his son’s eyes with a smile and squeezed his shoulders firmly. “I’m proud of you, Leone. Now go make a good impression on your first day.”

Leone nodded and impulsively hugged his father. “Thanks, Dad.”

As he pulled away, he tugged his hat on, finally feeling reality seeping in and realizing that it was even better than he could have thought of in his wildest dreams. He smiled at his family and headed out the door on his new journey.

#jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba fanfic #abbacchio week 2024 #abbacchio week day 6 #leone abbacchio #high school au #time in a bottle #police officer abbacchio #family feels #jjba part 5

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diredenzione · 3 months

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im so obsessed with thinking about abbacchio’s time with the police force and how he probably did other shady things like . instead of properly confiscating expensive items and putting them into inventory, he just takes the more expensive jewelry / appliances so he can keep or sell them.

#◆ 𝖆𝖇𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙. / ooc.#( GOD GET OUT OF MY HEAD PLEASE GOD )#( anyways i am sane and normal :)))) but i know this is actually a very common occurrence among police officers )#( most of the time the detainees never get access to the stuff taken by the police bc of ‘evidence’ or whatever )#( so a lot of it ends up ‘’lost’’ or rather straight into the officers pockets )#( and i’m certain abbacchio ended up stealing a LOT from those being brought in )#( and after he gets kicked from the force he ends up giving the items he stole back to the community )#( so like jewelry is gifted to those he’s fond of and the appliances are donated to schools / those who rlly need them )#( bc he himself doesn’t have a need for them anymore. it’s all just trash to him now )

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mlmshipbracket · 5 months

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ROUND 3: POLL #3

ROUND 3 ALL POLLS [HERE]

PROPAGANDA BELOW

Phoenix Wright/Miles Edgeworth:

One of the best examples of friends to strangers to “enemies” to lovers. Despite being technically enemies they still help each other through the game. The way they talk to each other is extremely telling of their relationship. You can really just feel the tension between these two. The fact Phoenix becomes a lawyer just to have a chance at seeing Edgeworth again(after knowing him for like a few months when they were kids).The whole “unnecessary feelings” line Edgeworth gives. The unwavering trust Phoenix puts in Edgeworth through the last case of the game.

Bruno Bucciarati/Leone Abbacchio:

After Abbacchio was kicked out of the police force and fell into depression and alcoholism, Bruno pulled him out of the gutter and recruited him into the mafia. Even though Abbacchio hates basically everyone, he still respects Bruno and is insanely devoted to him. He canonically says "I only feel at ease when following the orders of something great and absolute" (the source of my bruabba tag) while Bruno's face is on the screen. When Bruno SPOILERS betrays the boss, END OF SPOILERS Abbachio is the first person to follow him. He says "I've never had a home or a place I've wanted to go. The only time I'm at ease is when I'm with you, Bucciaratti."

tl;dr your honor they're gay

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dumb-teambucciarati-headcanons · 2 months

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Education headcanons:

Although some of these are canon

Giorno: is still in highschool, but stopped showing up for class when he joined passione. He still makes a point to always be learning, but only focuses on subjects he is interested in. He knows lots of information about the biological world, but has no idea what certain historical figures have done, unless they were particularly interesting to him. Also he sucks at spelling words correctly. In elementary school he wrote a research report on different types of bugs and accidentally released a bunch of bugs into the school and that apparently bothered some of the teachers and other students.

Bruno: he has like half of a middle school education, and his grades were never super high because he would spend time helping his dad with work instead of completing his homework. Up until his parents divorce, then his dad wanted him to focus more on school. But that stopped after his dads incident, and he started providing for him and his dad and protecting him. He asked Fugo to teach him some math, and Fugo reluctantly agreed. But Fugo will go out of his way to try to avoid having to tutor the man because Bruno has a rough time understanding simple concepts and it makes Fugo want to resort to violence. But Fugo respects Bruno and doesn’t want to snap at him because he knows he isn’t trying to piss him off, Bruno’s just dumb as fuck sometimes.

Abbacchio: has a highschool education and went to the police academy. He also has a few basic college courses under his belt. He had a “have to learn in order to get the job I want” mentality towards school, opposed to being super interested in it. He failed PE in middle school and was bullied for it so badly that he started working out everyday so that would never happen again. Also I kinda think he has a photographic memory, which his stand reflects well. He went to a Catholic highschool and his parents were upset that he hadn’t met a nice catholic girl by the time he graduated highschool.

Mista: has a highschool education and wasn’t really interested in getting any degrees, kinda just wanted to fuck around in his young adult years. Math made him cry, and not because he didn’t understand it, he was actually good at math. But the number 4 would haunt his papers. Asked a lot of questions during class. were they ever relevant? No. Did he ask them? Yes. “Hey teach, so gravity. Like what if instead of the earth having a gravitational pull some rando named, uh, Seth did. But ONLY Seth, and everyone was constantly being pulled towards Seth and if you jumped you’d land back on Seth. How would we survive as a species if that were the case?”

Narancia: elementary school dropout. Gets distracted super easily. Would rather do anything but school, however he is very sensitive about having not even finished elementary school. He will pep talk himself into wanting to learn math and things, and then he will start again and will remember why he hates school. But it’s worse when he actually goes to school and sees eight year olds that understand things better than him. opposed to Fugo tutoring him and only having to feel stupid in front of the smartest person he has ever met, like everyone else feels stupid around Fugo too so.

Fugo: you know, the gifted child that went to university super early. Smartest one in the group. He was the kid that would use his pencils entirely until they were sharpened into tiny little things you could barely hold. Also he bites his pens and pencils. He thinks the pencils are more flavorful. Oh and erasers, those tasted good too. The other kids never wanted to play with him because of his short temper, but that didn’t matter because his parents told him that only stupid kids use recess time to play. Classrooms were super overstimulating for him, with that stupid LED lighting that made him feel like he needed to blink his eyes a hundred times. And then doing that would make him feel dizzy and irritable. Like the lights were the worst amount of bright and the worst shade of the color white, and if one of the bulbs flickered he would feel like throwing up. His parents thought he had been drinking once after being in a classroom for too long, but no it was the lights.

Trish: she isn’t stupid, but she was definitely the type to get others to do her homework for her. Is in the middle of highschool. she would spend all of study hour planning elaborate schemes to skip class with her and her friends. Wanted to go to college but wasn’t sure how she was going to pay for it, her new plan involves passione money. That or she is going to become famous, if Bruno and co. would actually let her live instead of saying things like “it’s too dangerous with other mafia members knowing your name”.

#jjba part 5 #headcanons #narancia ghirga #bruno buccellati #leone abbacchio #guido mista #jojos bizarre adventure #pannacotta fugo #trish una #giorno giovanna #Abbacchio grew up Catholic headcanon #because I need someone to project religious trauma onto sorry #also am I the only one that can’t stand that one particular type of overhead light they use in schools?#I legitimately can’t drive if I’m in a room with those lights for too long #I’m more of a leave the lights off and let the sunlight light up my home kinda person #if the power ever went out at school I rejoiced

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costulata · 5 months

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"if we want to date, you may have to defeat my seven evil exes"

Abbacchio's seven evil exes!

Description of each exes:

1. Melone

- Leone's first evil ex. dated during middle school. only kissed once. Leone broke up with Melone due to his puberty outbursts.

2. Viviano Westwood

- dated during high school. Westwood repeatedly asked Leone to date him. when they were together, not much happens. Leone cheated on and left him for a cocky pretty boy. Westwood later became a skateboarding corrections officer.

3. Yotsuyu Yagiyama

- he's the cocky pretty boy Leone left Westwood for. has vegan psychic powers. him and Leone call it quits due to them separating to different colleges. he's a bass player and currently dating Bruno's ex. he looks similarly to Bruno...

4. Gianfranco Giovanni

- former college roommate and cop partners with Leone during the police force. broke up after Leone decided to quit the force. was the one who taught Leone about fighting and subspace. he later became known as half cop/half ninja.

5. & 6. Illuso & Tizzano

- NOT twins. met Leone during college. Leone cheated on both of them at the same time. joined together due to the mutual hatred for Leone.

7. Risotto Nero

- the leader and founder of the League of Leone's Evil Exes. despite Leone have genuine feelings for him, Risotto never paid attention to Leone.

[Note: these are simply my headcanons of Leone's exes. I choose them either to fit Ramona's evil exes or they just have the same vibes to Leone]

#jjba #jojo bizarre adventure #scott pilgrim #scott pilgram takes off #leone abbacchio #melone #viviano westwood #yotsuyu yagiyama #illuso #tizzano #risotto nero #gonna draw Bruno's ex soon #can you guess who it is

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ddarker-dreams · 10 months

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random things my MCs do for fun .

HWR reader:

will go to crime scenes, critique the execution, then see if she can deduce the perpetrator's identity before the police

watches videos of surgeries because she finds them intriguing and wonders how well she'd be able to pull it off herself

contributes hundreds of edits to wikipedia because it annoys her to see inaccurate/sparse information on a subject that interests her

donates millions of jenny to campaigns that smear pariston hill just because she dislikes him

goes on dates with chrollo where they count how many pickpockets occur

SR reader:

tries to see how many pirouettes in a row she can do (current record is 10)

will randomly try persuading fugo that the earth is flat to see his irritated reaction

on a similar note, she once successfully convinced narancia that she was going to leave passione to join a convent. she had to stop when he got emotional over the thought of being without her

creates ribbons to trip people she doesn't like

will beg abbacchio to use moody blues and go back hundreds of years to witness historical events

God darling:

pours sand on zhongli's side of the bed

increases zhongli's life insurance by 1% every year and waits to see if he'll notice

forges accessories made from glass and gifts them to their friends (they made a lil bird for xiao, earrings for keqing, and a violetgrass miniature for qiqi)

cooks seafood for zhongli so he sighs throughout the entire meal but eats it without complaint

imbues special properties into children's sandcastles so that it won't crumble when hit by waves

#i love them.#hell within reach #scarlet ribbons #first contract

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byakuyacoochie · 1 year

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One Day At A Time- Leone Abbachio x Reader

Request - maybe smth w abbacchio tryna get close w his crush but shes superfucking scared of him due to cop related trauma?

Warnings - brief mention of police related trauma, no specific details

A/n - The POV changes a lot in this one, if confused check bottom left corner to see who's pov. The part where y/n says the guys life is a shambles doesn't refer to Leone but the guy they are watching rereading it I realised that wasn't clear.

#jjba smau #jjba fake texts #leone abbachio x reader #jjba imagines #jjba x reader #jojo smau #jojo imagines #jojo x reader #jojo fake texts #jojo x y/n #jjba x y/n

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astralcities · 1 month

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it is really funny how araki constantly bounces between handling things fairly well and extremely poorly. there is a trans man in stocean who jolyne just finds cool and neat. dragona is constantly treated like shit in a way that gets exhausting with its frequency. the police are clearly corrupt and uninterested in justice over punitive action to the point where they are the villains (partially) in narancia's story. abbacchio's whole backstory is Poor Me Cops Get Treated Badly By The Evil Population We Have To Protect. jodio is diagnosed with a highly stigmatized disorder in a way that feels respectful and thoughtful. doppio and diavolo do murder all the time

#broadcast #smth to be said of course about doppio and diavolo getting (assumption here but p5 is so unclear..) a stand each. meaning a soul each. that #is fairly subversive & respectful.#also. have not checked in on jodio since the first 2-3 chapters if the diagnosis has since been turned into a mangled character trait i wld #not know. sorry #jjba

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fur-bee · 10 months

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Abbacchio after his (& im being extremely generous here) 2 weeks on the police force

thank you @figcookie01 for grabbing this video for me >:)

#jjba #leone abbacchio #OKAY LITERALLY LIKE #BACKSTORY MAKES NO SENSE #ITS SO FUNNY #like ik it was the 90s but damn MAKE IT MAKE SENSE!!!!!!!

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x-infernhoes-x · 1 year

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Of Love and Lust: [Various Vento Auro x Reader] Leone Abbacchio x Reader

Genre: smut/romance, ANGST :DDDDDDDDD Notes: Listen, I’m no Abbacchio simp BUT BUT B U T I adore the man to bits and he’s also like this funky lil dude that’s like that one skrunkly you just wanna tear into bits /affectionate anyways! Suggested Song(s) to Listen to: Do I Wanna Know? by The Arctic Monekys (Hozier cover) Take Me to Church by Hozier

Leone Abbacchio was once a man of justice and steel resolve, his determination and dedication to Naples was almost admirable and you can see it in his eyes how he wanted to uphold the principles of being a good and just cop but things seemed to take a turn for the worst the moment he took that dirty crook’s bribe that soon led to the death of his partner.

Actually, the moment he became a cop was the first sign of things going south very quickly, the death of his partner only intensified it. Up until now, Abbacchio still blames himself. Even if it's been at least what?? Four or five years since the death of his partner and only friend in the police force and seeing him like this every time that horrid day would come, it pains you to see Abbacchio drink himself to near-death. Thankfully, you had Bucciarati and the rest of the gang to help you out whenever Leone got out of hand. It’s been years since you’ve last seen him. The last time you heard about Abbacchio was when he joined in with Bruno on betraying the boss and during that time, you were hospitalized after a rather risky mission with your own team. Fugo had filled you in about the details regarding their betrayal and his choice to stay with the organization and almost everything in between. As much as you respected Fugo’s choice to stay, you chose to disappear and leave Passione for a while and you did. Tonight, happened to mark the date of Abbacchio’s partner’s death and you knew that the man was drinking himself to death once more, the rain even seemed to fit the mood too. But what surprised you the most that evening was that he wasn’t intoxicated of the sort, or at least that’s how he sounded like when he called you, asking if he could meet you face to face. Of course, you agreed and found yourself leaving the warm confines of your home before driving towards the address Leone had graciously had given you not so long ago.

You realized that this may be the first time that he’s ever invited you to his place. Unlike his visible reluctance when it came to showing his stand, Abbacchio was never reluctant when it comes to terms to his home address. After all, he did need some help in case he got way too drunk. Stepping out of your car and heading towards his door, you were surprised to see the door was unlocked and that’s when your senses kicked in. What if he called you because he got attacked by an enemy stand user? You knew Leone was the muscle in Buccirati’s squad, but you also knew that Moody Blues wasn’t made for fighting. Pulling out your stand, you were on guard as you made your way upwards to where the silver-haired gangster was, silently hoping that he was safe and uninjured.

All your worries seemed to disappear when you saw him safe from harm but it soon returned when you saw him look up at you, looking so broken and guilty, it seemed to pull at your heartstrings to see him like this and found yourself kneeling right next to where he sat, surrounded by empty bottles of wine and half empty glasses containing the beverage.

When you asked him what was wrong, he seemed to break down from right there and there, his cheeks streaked with his ruined makeup, profusely mumbling apologies to you, explaining what happened to him at Sardinia and how he was briefly reunited with his partner and you in turn took them whole heartedly, after all, he was your boyfriend and the only person that you had in your life.

Silence seemed to rule the space between you and after a few minutes of silence, you decided to do something. For the first time in years, you kissed him, you kissed him until you couldn’t feel your lips anymore, you kissed him until his dark lipstick was smeared on your lips and he did the same too. He kissed you with such desperation and need, almost as if your kiss would take away his sins. He was kissing you like you were his only redemption to this unforgiving world.

Bottles and glasses were pushed aside and wine spilled on the carpet below the two of you, but Leone didn’t seem to give a damn about it anyways.

Hands would eventually tug and grip and caress every inch, nook and cranny your bodies had, and you could feel the utter need and desperation he had for you. Soon the two of you moved to his bedroom where Leone worshiped you like you were his only deity, his savior and redemption, and he was on his knees before you, kissing every inch of you that he craved oh so much before his mouth finally found that one place that made you cry out his name to the heavens and that was enough for him. Enough for him to be cleansed of his past sins and stain on his hands, the memories, everything. Tears seemed to roll down his cheeks as he moved with you, his knuckles white and breath hitched and you felt his emotions roll off of you and found yourself locking lips with Leone once more, your hands gripping his disheveled silver locks, emotional gradient eyes staring right into your very soul and the world seemed to freeze, whispering your final praise and call of his name into the cold night air that was soon followed by his own plea like a distant echo of a chorus, bodies still pressed together, holding you so tight as if you’d disappear right there on the spot and lips whispering words of love, devotion and of forgiveness.

That night, Leone Abbacchio was reborn and he made sure to change his ways for the better.

#en speaks #en writes 📝📝📝#en's rambles #leone abbacchio #leone abbachio x reader #jojo #jjba x reader #bucci gang #abbacchio x reader #leone abbacchio imagines #jojo x reader

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