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inyourfantasyfanfics · 1 year

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heyy! hope you’re having an awesome day so far, heard that your requests are open so i’m just gonna jump straight into it 😂 ok, could i get some headcanons of any of the bucci gang members taking notice of how the fem! reader (their crush) likes a certain artist/group (no need to use a specific one), whether it’s because she has posters of them in her room, she occasionally hums their songs, or the boys took a glance at her phone one time and see her listening to their songs, and so they decide to listen to that artist/group, regardless of whether or not it fits their music taste, so they could have something to talk about with the reader (i just started imagining abbacchio with his resting bitch face and headphones on, and people thinking he’s listening to rock but nope, he’s listening to k-pop girl groups LMAO) tysm! 🥰

THIS IS SO CUTE YES YES YES OKAY!! I hope you enjoy!!! <3

Bucci gang x Reader

Noticing your music

Bruno

For someone so observant I think it would take him a moment to catch on to who your favorite band is, the smaller stuff like the posters CDs humming wouldn’t be lost in him he’d just not connect it till you are having a lovely afternoon lunch with him and chatting about music (I think he’s a smooth jazz, classical, and maybe even some reggae something with feeling as long as that feeling is sensual)

He takes about 50 mental notes after he connects the dots. This would be a great vantage point to get closer to you. So he asks more questions than you expect, not that you mind.

As soon as he’s alone he’s researching and listening to everything he can. It’s different, sure but he likes it. Plus it’s directly connected to you so he is already inclined to love it.

He casually hums a tune around you to get you to perk up and start a conversation with him and he will take the invitation to discuss and turn it into you two spending the day with each other.

Mista

Knows you like a certain artist but didn’t realize how much till he caught sight of a record for the band and off handedly bought it for your birthday. Figured it could be a safe bet. Once you got it he was more than happy that you got so excited and hugged him over it.

After that he made it more of a point to listen to them and other artists like them and truth be told he started to like them a lot more than he thought he would. He would casually slide in close to you on a large couch and mention that he heard a song claiming it as superior.

He’s looking for any reaction really. If you disagree he will enjoy fake arguing and seeing you get riled up or if you agree he will lovingly gaze at how you excitedly explain why you agree.

Congratulations you made this dude pay more attention to your likes not just music but anything because he got addicted to the sight of you so excited on your birthday he wants it to be constant.

Narancia

Has probably heard the band's music already and probably has a strong opinion on it, I’ll say he disliked it at first… till he heard you sing the god awful lyrics. He was so mesmerized by you to make fun of your music taste. If you liked them they can’t be that bad right?

So he starts listening to them again and then he starts relating lyrics to you. All of a sudden it’s his favorite band too. He will steal posters or little items of that band for you and present them like you were lucky he was in your life.

Soon enough when you're singing to the songs he’s making it a duet and will make you dance around with him. He is so happy that he decided to listen again because there really is nothing better than twirling you in the kitchen.

Abbacchio

Noted your music taste and favorite band before you even had a full conversation with him. He of course probably didn’t like it. It wasn’t the worst sure but wasn’t his cup of tea.

This man is down bad though. I think he’s the type to be pinning after someone silently so that person would never know but he sure as shit do. So he’s so down bad for this lady that he extends out of his comfort zone and listens to it anyway.

You and him would be at a table together by “coincidence” (he learned your schedule and keeps subtly inserting himself into it) and he would very discreetly direct a conversation to music and prompt you to talk. There’s nothing he loves more than to listen to you talk.

He’s the only one who won’t say he listens to the band that’s a secret he keeps. That little piece of you he enjoys in his solitude. He doesn’t feel too lonely then.

Giorno

Clocked it so fast! Bro probably knows your likes and dislikes after the first day of encountering you. He’s terrifyingly observant. And so quiet about it too. He speaks up when it matters though! He would watch you put on a song that you played 5 times in the last week. He knows that because he’s firmly planted himself in your daily routine. Kinda like abba but so much more. He’s not too subtle with showing up in your life.

He is the only one that doesn’t listen to it in private. Instead when he notices a song he will ask about it and the band then ask to listen to more with you. He prefers to do this activity right near you. Listening to music in silence then discussing as if it was a philosophical debate.

Afterwards that band is listened to by him when he’s separated from you. Since he planted his roots into your life that means your firmly stuck in his now and he doesn’t quite like straying from that now so listening to your music suggestions gives him some reprieve from agonizing silence.

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tonberry-yoda · 1 year

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Promise - Bruno Bucciarati

notes - i kid yall not, i literally have a 200 pg document full of old fanfic from like 2 years ago, and this piece was in there! well, not this piece, but something like this. I wanted to get inspo and loved this too much not to share!!! I did a lot of edits and fixed it to make it more my style and I really love it. this writing was for a recent poll i did!! i love bruno so much and was really happy to write this!!! requests open april 1 btw and i am so excited to see all of your ideas <3333

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Bruno laid his hands out in front of you on the table face down. He finally let you convince him to let you paint his nails and you were smiling like an idiot picking some of your favorite colors that would suit Bruno really well.

"How long is this going to take?" He asked, trying to act annoyed, but failing as he was smiling just as much as you.

"Not long, Bruno. Not like you have anywhere to be."

"I am a capo." He said, trying to sound all big and tough.

"Nice try, Bucciarati, but isn't your so called, 'gang' out shopping for clothes right now and getting froyo?"

"Shut up," he giggled, watching you paint his nails delicately. You were always so gentle with him and that somehow made him love you so much more than he already did.

"Cara?"

"Hm?" You didn't look up and just kept painting his nails, your full focus on him at the moment.

"I promise to love you until the day I die. Even after that, I will never stop loving you." He whispered in your ear in Italian, sending a shiver down your spine.

You blushed and messed up on his pinky finger a bit, immediately going back to fix it and muttering an apology.

"It's alright, love." He told you, watching you fumble around for a moment. He grabbed your wrist gently and softly chuckled.

"Are you alright, cara?"

"I'm fine." You paused and looked into Bruno's dark blue eyes. "You just... don't know that, that's all."

"Oh, see, but I do." He told you with full confidence.

You pulled your eyes away from his and focused on his bangs instead, pushing them out of his eyes. "You need to get a haircut." You told him.

"You're changing the subject, love."

"Well," you twiddled your thumbs and looked down at your hands. "You might change your mind one day."

"What makes you say that?"

"You just don't want to make a stupid promise only for it to-"

"I don't think it's a stupid promise."

You looked up at him and his eyes were a bit confused, but still full of so much love.

"I'm just saying," you finished painting his nails and blew on them before checking if they were fully dry. "It might be a bad idea."

"Why would it be a bad idea?"

"Bruno, what if you don't love me forever?! What if you fall out of love with me... What if... I'm not enough for you?"

"Love that will never happen." He grabbed both of your hands and kissed your knuckles. "I love you with my entire being, I don't even think you understand. When I made that promise to you, I wasn't kidding,” he cupped your face, the golden sun pouring onto your bright eyes. “Do I make that clear?”

You nodded with a bright smile, tears forming in your eyes, but not from being upset. "Bruno, I love you more than the moon needs the sun, and I will forever love you, even after death."

Bruno smiled at you and brought his lips to yours, no one but the sheer white curtains and the sun there to watch.

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raspberriesandadventures · 2 years

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Hello! I hope your day is going well!~ I’d like to request headcanons for Bucciarati’s gang kissing headcanons, similar to what you did for La Squadra. Feel free to skip this if needed and remember, don’t overwork yourself. Anyways goodbye!!💖

Hello! Thank you so much for the request and well-wishes. I hope your day has been amazing and that you enjoy these!

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Kiss Headcanons

Bucciarati

Bucciarati kisses you with a false confidence that makes your knees weak – gently holding your waist and massaging circles against your skin.

He doesn’t let many know but he feels as though he bluffs his way through much of life. Being in the mafia so young stole many of his natural experiences.

He pretends to know what he’s doing each time he brings you close and, even if you know the truth, he makes it impossible to doubt.

There’s a reverence in the way he gazes into your eyes before kissing you. It can make you believe you’re the only person in the world.

He enjoys kissing you at all times though he has a special fondness for when the ocean can be your backdrop or when he can lean over the back of your chair.

Fugo

Fugo kisses you with a tremble in his touch and far too much emotion in his lips. He feels everything too intensely.

He becomes easily overwhelmed by being with you. Sometimes, his kisses come impulsively as a way to focus on one thing rather than everything.

He won’t wax poetry to you but he hopes you can feel what he wants to share with you through his actions instead.

You’ll know when he wants physical attention. It isn’t a constant but rather a rarity when he sidles closer than normal.

He prefers to keep his personal things away from the prying eyes of others and equally balanced between both parties.

Abbacchio

Abbacchio kisses you fast and hard, one hand knotted in the back of your hair, because he’s scared to let his thoughts catch up with him.

He doubts himself. There’s nothing he does that he doesn’t regret – he refuses to allow himself to overthink this.

Sometimes he worries that your touch has become an addiction. He craves so much of you. Kissing gives him a relief he can’t even understand himself.

Initiating something will always turn him red and flustered. He breaks away in embarrassment before returning.

Affection is something he prefers to show in private and in those moments, he favours little more than having you in his lap.

Narancia

Narancia kisses you with a determination unmatched as he wraps you in his arms and pulls you close against his body.

To kiss you in the way he does, his trust in you is great and his loyalty to you will be unmatched. There’s no doubting it.

He wants to draw things out and make them romantic but often he finds his sense of urgency outweighs everything else and he forgets all plans.

If he messes up the kiss by doing something he thinks is wrong – if he makes you laugh or if he knocks your teeth together – he takes a while to forgive himself.

He doesn’t care where he kisses you but if he had to choose a favourite time, it would be late in the night when nobody should be awake.

Mista

Mista mixes kisses with cheesiness, mingling jokes and passion with ease. He runs his hands along your sides and smiles, unable to stop himself.

He’s eager to slip his fingers beneath your clothes. There’s something exciting about the feeling of bare skin that gets his heart racing.

He feels little shame in showing affection. In his mind, there’s no reason to be embarrassed when he gets to hold you close.

Enjoying life as it is – that’s what he wants to do. When the urge to pull you close hits him, he doesn’t think it through anymore than that.

He likes having you slightly above him, lifted onto a counter with your legs around his waist. Even if it leads to nothing more, it’s something he enjoys.

Giorno

Giorno kisses you and he tastes like honey and sunshine. He savors every moment as he caresses your cheek softly.

His touch is as soft as the flowers he tucks behind your ear before he brings his lips to your own, the briefest brush of contact as he passes by.

He’s simultaneously charismatic and awkward yet you see only the former when it comes to wooing you.

Being with you helps to ground him. He gets caught up in his ideals and his dreams – you remind him of where he is in the moment.

He prefers to kiss you softly when nobody is looking and you’re least expecting it. The expression on your face nurtures the love in his heart.

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thornybubbles · 4 months

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Blood Red String of Fate (Yandere Risotto x Reader)

Scenario: The reader discovers that they are Risotto’s soulmate. Risotto is thrilled. The reader is not.

Warnings: Yandere themes, canon typical violence, kidnapping, attempted self harm, forced relationship, and other “fun” stuff.

You thought that it was just a story; an urban legend spread between lovesick teens and desperate young adults. You never believed for a moment that the whole “red string of fate” thing was true. Soulmates didn’t exist. Relationships didn’t come into being from a whim of chance. You didn’t believe in destiny or naive notions of love at first sight. But all of that changed the day you woke up and found the seemingly endless crimson colored string tied to your pointer finger. It wasn’t endless, of course. You knew that it was attached to the finger of your soulmate (something that you believed to be a fairy tale only a day before). It horrified you, not because you had an aversion to love or the idea of it. It was just that you believed that love should be something that is a mutual choice between two people. It should never be something that was forced onto people by fate. But that wasn’t what had you feeling like your stomach was doing cartwheels. You could actually sense the person on the other end of the string. You could feel their thoughts, emotions, and their very presence as if they were in the room with you. What you felt from them appalled you. You could feel their love for you and it almost had you returning the sentiment, but the warm feeling it gave you was overshadowed by the strong possessiveness that you felt, too. This person, whoever they were, genuinely thought that the string being attached to you meant that they owned you. Not only that, but you could feel an overwhelming blood lust and violence coming from them. Whoever your soulmate was, they were dangerous and the thought of being with them did not appeal to you. As far as you were concerned the two of you were not compatible, soulmate or not. You didn’t give a damn what fate or destiny had to say about it.

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Risotto stared at the red string tied to his finger. He didn’t know how to feel about it at first, but once he sensed you on the other end of the string, it stirred in him an uncontrollable obsession. He never asked to be attached to you, but now that he was, he wanted you. He couldn’t imagine life without you. It wasn’t enough to be bound to you, though. No. He needed you by his side. He had to find a way to bring you to him. It was strange, Risotto never imagined himself to bother with a significant other. He always felt that it would be too dangerous and an inconvenience to him as a member of Passione. Suddenly finding out that he had a soulmate was a bit bizarre. It didn’t matter. Now that he was connected to you, he could feel what kind of person you were. You were everything he needed, everything he desired. He found himself craving you the way a starving man craved food. He truly felt that if he didn’t bring you to him soon, then he would die. He had to have you here. NOW!

“Boss? Whatcha starin’ at your hand for? Didja get hurt?”

The voice pulled him out of his thoughts. He looked up to see Formaggio looking at him with concern.

The others couldn’t see the string. No one knew of the bond that he shared with you. It gave him an odd sense of comfort and made him feel even more connected with you. You were meant for each other. No one else could interfere. No one could break the bond that he had with you. The obsession that he felt for you grew even greater knowing that.

“I’m fine.” Risotto answered his subordinate. He glanced at the string, following it with his eyes as it ran along the ground and out of the room. He could follow it and it would lead him right to you. He could find you easily. He could…

Risotto shot up from his chair and yanked his hand into the air, effectively pulling at the string. He could feel you just then. You were about to do something awful, but he managed to put a stop to it. He glared down at the string as if he was glaring at you. Why would you ever attempt something like that?!

“Boss?” Formaggio asked, giving his Capo a concerned look. “What was that about?”

Risotto didn’t acknowledge him right away. He gave the string another pull. He wasn’t completely sure how the string worked or what he could do with it, but he quickly figured out he could send his very will through it somehow. He did that just then, to stop your foolishness. It was clear that he couldn’t put off meeting you any longer.

“Get in contact with the others. Tell them that I’m going to pay someone a visit.” he said suddenly.

“Huh? What?!” Formaggio cried in confusion.

He watched as Risotto passed him by and left the room. Formaggio clambered up from the sofa and trailed after him.

“Wait a minute!” he called. “You’re leaving now? Who’re you gonna visit? Is this a mission? Ain’tcha gonna tell me anything?”

“This is a personal matter.” Risotto said, his tone implying that Formaggio should stop asking questions. “I won’t be gone long, but I have to leave immediately. Continue with business as normal until I get back.”

“Wait!” Formaggio said, trying once more to reason with his Capo. “Shouldn’t you tell the others this yourself? Why do you have to run off in such a hurry?”

Risotto turned his red gaze on his subordinate.

“I trust you to let them know that I’m gone. Just tell them that I had an emergency that I needed to tend to. I’ll explain when I get back. I have to go now, Formaggio.” he said.

And with that Risotto left the building. Formaggio stood staring at the door wondering what was going through his Capo’s mind. Risotto was a mysterious guy, but he was acting very strangely all of a sudden. He thought about it for a moment longer before throwing his hands up and turning away from the door.

“Eh. Can’t be helped. Orders are orders. Guess I’ll let the others know.”

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You’d tried everything. You tried cutting the string with scissors, a knife, or any other sharp thing you could find. You even tried biting through it. Nothing would cut the string. There was only one alternative that you could think of for ridding yourself of the unwanted bond with your equally unwanted soulmate. If you couldn’t sever the string, then you would simply sever the finger that it was tied to. God, you didn’t want to do it, but what choice did you have?

Every moment you spent bonded to your soulmate, you could feel more and more of what kind of person they were. They were a killer. They’d killed a lot of people and you could tell that they would kill a lot more. It would be just your rotten luck to be stuck with a murderer as a soulmate. You knew that they could sense you and you hated it. You didn’t want a killer knowing as much about you as you did about them. You wanted them gone from your life. So you would disconnect from them. With luck, once the deed was done, they would just think that you died or something and wouldn’t seek you out.

You set some medical supplies to the side, to be ready to deal with your self inflicted injury. The plan was simple enough. You would cut off your finger, ridding yourself of the bond, then you would quickly patch up your injured hand, wrap and place your severed finger in a container full of ice you had set alongside the medical supplies, then call 911 and have them take you to the hospital where you could hopefully have your finger reattached. You had no idea how you would explain what happened to you. If you told them you cut off your finger to disconnect the bond with your soulmate, they’d have you committed. So you would have to think of something more normal to tell them. An accident cutting food maybe?

Hesitantly, you paced your finger on the edge of the kitchen counter. You held the knife in your other hand. Suddenly a thought occurred to you. What if you didn’t cut it off in one chop? What if your strength wasn’t enough to cut through the bone? What if the knife wasn’t sharp enough? What would you do then? You glanced at the knife. It seemed very sharp. Still, it would require some level of strength to cut through the bone. Oh God! What if you had to saw through the bone with another tool? The thought of the prolonged agony made you feel queasy. You could feel the color draining from your face and you swayed on your feet slightly. You shook your head. Determinazione! That’s what you needed now. You had to suck it up and deal with the pain. This was the only way you knew to deal with this.

You raised the knife high over your finger. You took a few deep breaths and mentally hyped yourself to do what needed to be done.

Don’t think about the pain. Don’t think about the blood. Think about being stuck bonded to a murderer. You thought to yourself.

You let out a cry of resolution and raised the knife even higher.

Suddenly there was a powerful yank on the string that pulled your hand away just as the knife came down on the counter. The blade sank into the countertop, leaving a notch in the Formica. Yeah, that blow definitely would have cut through the bone. Too bad something stopped you. You grabbed the knife by the handle and tried to pull it from the countertop. You managed to pull it free but the string was tugged again with much more force this time. The action caused you to lose your hold on the knife. It fell into the sink as you were yanked nearly to the ground. You fell to one knee in an attempt to regain your balance. You yanked your arm backwards only to find that it wouldn’t budge. The string was somehow pulled taut and you were practically being dragged across the floor.

“STOP PULLING ON ME, ASSHOLE!!!” you shouted, anger in your voice disguising your terror.

The pulling stopped and the string went slack again. They stopped you! Whoever was on the other end of the string knew that you planned to chop off your own finger to sever the bond with them. They didn’t want you to disconnect from them! Why? Did they really put value in the bond? Didn’t they know that you had no interest in them? Why would they bother? It was madness!

Suddenly you could feel a strange sensation through the string. It was as if your soulmate’s presence felt stronger somehow. You couldn’t understand it, until you realized… they were getting closer to you! They were coming for you! Well you wouldn’t be there when they arrived. You jumped up from the kitchen floor and ran to your room. Quickly, you packed a few clothes and other essentials. You didn’t know where you would go, but you weren’t going to fall into their grasp no matter what!

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Risotto stared down at the string on his finger as he sat in the back of a cab. He allowed himself a small, bitter smile. You were a fool. Did you really think that you could escape him? Apparently so, because he could sense you moving away from him. It was frustrating, but it didn’t matter. He would find a way to get to you before you got too far away. The problem was that you could sense how far away he was from you at all times. Did you really mean to stay on the run from him for as long as he tried to pursue you? What if there was a way that he could hide himself from you? An idea came to him. He asked the cab driver to drop him off at the next block. The driver did as told and drove away. Risotto looked around. He was standing outside of a vacant lot. It seemed that this was an abandoned part of the city. Good. He could experiment here with no one around to intrude. It was a long shot, but if he used Metallica’s ability to camouflage himself, he might be able to disguise his presence at his end of the string. Risotto activated his Stand’s secondary ability and waited. He could feel you on your end of the string. You stopped pulling away from him. He began to follow the string, half expecting you to start pulling away from him again. You never did. You were staying put. He followed the string until he was in a better part of town. Still, you didn’t move. It worked! As long as he stayed invisible, you couldn’t sense him! You were as good as his!

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You had just driven into an unfamiliar part of town when you felt the presence at the other end of the string disappear. What happened? Did they die? Did they disconnect the bond? No, you could still see the string wrapped around your finger. Maybe they just stopped following you? You sighed. Thank the Lord. In the distance you spotted a sign for a hotel. You would stay there for the night and think about what you were going to do in the morning. You pulled into the hotel and walked into the office, dragging your bag along with you. You got yourself a room and collapsed on the bed there. You’d been running from your soul mate for days now. Why did they just stop following you? Did they give up? Did they realize that you weren’t interested in them? What was their game? You had only planned to stay at the hotel for the night, but decided to stay there until you felt that it was safe enough to return home. That was only if your soulmate didn’t decide to start following you again.

That night, you dreamed of a man in a strange black costume resembling that of a jester, with white hair and red eyes with black scleras. You seemed to know each other, but you couldn’t remember from where. You were afraid of him, but you weren’t sure why.

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Risotto strolled into the parking lot of the hotel you were staying in. He was overwhelmed with joy at having tracked you down, but he would have to be careful from here on out. If you got so much as an inkling that he was nearby, you would start running again. He couldn’t allow that. Not when he was so close. He’d been walking for ages, sleeping in hotel rooms that he broke into and stealing food. If anyone got too nosey about his invisible activities, they met a swift and horrible end. He was exhausted having to travel on foot (an invisible man couldn’t flag down a taxi after all), but it was all worth it now that he finally tracked you down.

He followed the string until it led under the door of a certain room. Your room. He grinned at the feeling of your presence on the other side of the door. You were sleeping, so he would have to be quiet. Using Metallica’s magnetism, Risotto unscrewed the screws around the doorknob to your room. He was thankful that the hotel was an older one that hadn’t yet converted to the use of keycards. The door knobs popped out of their sockets and clattered to the ground. Risotto froze, afraid the sound would wake you. He was relieved that he could still feel that you were asleep. Carefully, he opened the door and let himself in.

He spied your sleeping form on the bed. He smiled fondly at you before coming out of his camouflaged state. There was no point in hiding from you anymore. Abruptly, you sat up in bed, gasping and sobbing.

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What a horrible dream. You’ve been having nightmares about the strange man with the scary eyes ever since you started staying at the hotel. The dream was always the same, the man would corner you somewhere, tell you that you knew each other, then try to drag you off somewhere you didn’t want to go. If you weren’t sure before, you were certain now, that man in your dreams was your soulmate. He had the same aura you felt at the other end of the string. The same aura of blood and death that you felt so strongly that it caused you to wake up in a panic… The same aura that you could still feel as if it were in the room with you at that very moment.

You turned to face that overwhelming presence you could sense nearby and your blood ran cold.

“You!” you gasped. “It’s you!”

The man took a step towards you, smiling sweetly. You cringed away from him, pulling the bed covers up as if they could shield you from him.

“How did you find me without me sensing you?” you demanded.

“Not important,” he said in a deep voice that would have had your heart fluttering in any other situation. “What matters now is that we are finally together, as fate intended.”

“To hell with fate and to hell with you! I want nothing to do with you! Now get out of my room before I call the police!”

The man laughed at your poor attempt at bravado.

“You can fight it all you want, but you and I will be together no matter what.”

You jumped up from the bed and made an attempt to run out the door, but he stepped into your path and you ended up in his crushing embrace.

“Let go of m-- mph!” your demands were silenced by one of his massive palms covering your mouth.

You struggled in his hold but he was far stronger than you. You could barely move in his grip. Something sharp pierced your neck and you screamed into his hand. You struggled a moment more before dizziness overwhelmed you. Your limbs felt heavy and it became impossible to move them. Your vision grew blurry and you felt yourself going limp in his arms. Just before you passed out you heard him say,

“You tried to hurt yourself all because you didn’t want to be bonded to me. I couldn’t allow that. I know that you don’t want me as your soulmate, but I know that you can learn to love me. I’ll take you somewhere where I can keep an eye on you and make sure that you never try to hurt yourself, or sever our bond again. Whether you want it or not, you and I were meant to be. You should know by now that you can’t fight fate.”

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illubean · 5 months

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Hello! Could you write cuddling hcs for bucci gang?

Cuddling Headcanons

Characters: Bruno Bucciarati, Leone Abbacchio, Guido Mista, Narancia Ghirga, Fugo Pannacotta, Giorno Giovanna, Trish Una Type: Fluff, Headcanons, Gn!reader

man I love the bucci gang so much :( I think p5 might be my fav even though the ending absolutely destroyed me

Warnings: none

Bruno Bucciarati

MOTHER

I think he likes the more traditional way of cuddling, you know face to face and stuff?

he likes to have one arm around your waist and the other stroking your hair (unless you're bald??)

if he's busy he doesn't mind having you in his lap while he works

one arm would be secured around your waist yet again while the other one writes away at whatever he's doing

if you fall asleep before he's finished, he would carry you to the bedroom and lay down with you

he kisses you on the forehead before apologizing for working so long :(

he tells you how much he loves you, even if you aren't awake to hear it

Leone Abbacchio

Abbacchio likes laying on your chest as a reminder you're still with him and that your heart is beating :((

he also likes it when you lay on his chest

he would hold you close and say something like "Hear that mia cara/mio caro? You will always be close to my heart"

IGBREOHGOHEO he's so D:

he likes to cuddle with you for comfort

this man has been through a lot, even though he's not big on pda in private he likes to be close to you as reassurance

(can you tell he's my personal fav)

Guido Mista

ah yes my favorite stinky man

first off make sure this guy showers before even thinking about cuddling with him unless you want to smell like man sweat

I think Mista likes cuddling any way he can rest a hand on your chest or ass

nothing inherently sexual, just a layer of extra affection

he likes being the big spoon so he can slip a hand in the front of your shirt

or when you lay on top of him so he can put his hands on your ass

he also likes being able to plant kisses on the top of your head

Narancia Ghirga

as previously stated in another piece, he's the biggest cuddle bug of the group

he likes laying in a position where he can wrap all his limbs around you like a sloth

or alternatively he lays sprawled out on top of you, giving you no means of escape

when he wants to cuddle he WILL get his cuddles

if you're busy, he doesn't care and will 100% come up to you and wrap himself around you

he would also whine about you not giving him enough attention

"c'monnn, forget the papers and come cuddle with me!"

he's not above sitting in your lap either

basically, when he's in a cuddly mood you're not getting rid of him <3

Fugo Pannacotta

another one who likes laying on your chest

or on your lap

he likes cuddling in a way where you can easily run your fingers through his hair

it's a nice way for him to cool down after something agitates him <3

he cuddles with you when he feels like he needs to relax

give him gentle head massages!!! it puts him at ease

you're his rock and he doesn't know what he'd do without you

Giorno Giovanna

honestly? it doesn't matter to him how you cuddle, as long as you're close to him

sometimes he needs a break from all the mafioso craziness, seeking you out for that break

it doesn't matter if you guys are laying on top of each other or simply sitting shoulder to shoulder, Giorno just enjoys having you present <3

I think he likes to hold hands while cuddling

it makes him feel grounded and he forgets about all the stress of being a newly initiated don

Trish Una

she likes to sit up cuddled next to you underneath a blanket

like the stereotypical way couples do when watching movies

she likes resting her head on your shoulder with one of your arms wrapped around her <33

she likes cuddling with you when she's sleepy, whether that be laying down together or sitting next to each other on the train

another one who likes holding hands

though she probably won't outright say it, she's grateful to be this close to you

it makes her feel protected in the midst of all the "boss' daughter" shenanigans

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inkpot909 · 5 months

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How They Text the Reader Headcanons

↳ Characters included are Bruno Brucciarati, Leone Abbacchio, and Guido Mista. Gender Neutral Reader with they/them pronouns.

A/n: I’ve always wanted to try my hand at doing x Reader text messages! This was very fun to make, and I do plan to make more of this kind of headcanon list for the rest of Bucciarati’s team.

Warning(s): None.

Bruno Bucciarati

Bruno’s text messages are straight to the point and utilize proper grammar like the mother he truly is deep down.

Not the type of person to send emoji’s… ever, really. This is because he views texting as a simple tool to use when he can’t just speak to you in person or over a phone call.

However, you prefer the funnier explanation of it actually being because he’s secretly very inept at using technology (this is very much so part of it he just won’t ever say so).

In all honesty, he prefers to call you and hear the sound of your voice more than communicating over text. He’s the type to call in order to converse about whatever mundane thing is on his mind instead of sending a text.

That said, he’s definitely the type to always tell you good morning or wish you goodnight with a sweet text message.

Also, because of his job, he’s often put into long-term situations where calling isn’t exactly ideal. That’s when he’ll text the most; he just wants to check up on you regularly when he can’t be there in person do so! This became especially true after rising to the position of Capo.

His text messages may seem… bland to those unfamiliar with him.

But since you know him as well as you do, they always ring as genuine and an extension of his polite kindness.

Admittedly, it is hard to argue against the fact that his straightforward style of text often leads to misunderstandings. This is due to his sometimes unreadable tone:

Leone Abbacchio

Hardly ever texted you at the beginning.

Since the two of you started going out, he’s gotten a bit better, though. Before, he was very adamant that if he has something to say, he’ll wait when he’s face-to-face with you.

But when he eventually let it slip that he often forgets what he even wants to talk to you about, you slowly began getting him to text you more.

Arguably the best method of doing so is to get him to tell you about something he feels strongly about. Whether it’s something positive like asking him about the music he’s been listening to recently, or it’s something more devilish like bringing up subjects that really bother him.

Leone is at least very reliable.

Meaning that, although he doesn’t often start a conversation over text himself, he will respond to you reasonably quick.

Tease him by claiming it’s because he has a soft spot for you and he won’t text for an entire day (you know he loves you).

He also prefers to use proper grammar and punctuation in his texts. That said, Leone does use emojis (usually just to express disappointment) and sometimes can seem more expressive in text than he is in actual conversation.

One sweet thing he does over text is that he always sends you a message after he makes it home after a particularly dangerous mission, informing you that he’s safe. He knows you worry, and although he often puts up a front claiming it’s annoying, he truly does take note of that concern.

Abbacchio’s just not completely used to having someone like you in his life who holds a special concern for him. He is adjusting; slow and steady.

And although he forms the habit of texting you more, it’s you and only you he has the energy to do this for (outside of probably Bruno). This leads to other’s on Bucciarati’s team to text you when they want to get a hold of him:

Guido Mista

Real talkative over text, especially in the evening after he’s finished with his dinner. He’s pretty expressive and uses a decent amount of emojis.

Will plop down on his couch with an exaggerated bounce, pull out his phone, only with the purpose of talking to you and doing nothing else on the device.

The two of you actually had to work on how late you’d stay up texting one another.

Hours disappearing in the blink of an eye and leaving you both extra tired the next morning. And on occasions that it was decided to take the conversation into a call… it’s easy to see why you both have slept in late more than once.

Although not as frequently as someone like Narancia, Mista will send memes every now and then. Not only that, but he always replies to the ones you send him.

He prefers to send you embarrassing or funny pictures of others in the group over memes, though. You’ve seen photos of Abbacchio and Fugo in particular that Mista could honestly use as blackmail.

This has bitten him in the butt quite a bit, though.

After discovering Mista’s been doing this, the others now send you every single unfavorable image they own of the gunslinger. Even Bruno’s sent his fair share.

And although Mista often forgets to say good morning to you through text, he always says goodnight to you.

Not only that, but Mista will text right after he’s completed with a mission. Although a bit of a goofball, he always takes work seriously, and will leave you on delivered on hours at a time depending on what he’s up to. But the minute things have calmed, he’s letting you know.

Mista will certainly ask one of his common out-of-pocket questions designed to get a conversation going via a text message.

This isn’t a bad thing per se, except for the fact that he has a bad habit of doing so at three in the morning.

Even still, they’re not the weirdest variation of texts you’ve ever received from him:

#johnny’s work #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #vento auero #golden wind #bruno bucciarati #bruno bucellati x reader #leone abbacchio #abbacchio x reader #guido mista #mista x reader #narancia ghirga #pannacotta fugo #giorno giovanna #headcanons #fluff #fake texts

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rougepancake · 9 months

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Take care.

How they deal with you when you’re on your period (hcs)

Ft. Leonne Abbacchio and Bruno Bucciarati

WARNINGS: Fem!reader. Period cramps, mood swings. Fluffy stuff. These hcs are all over the place btw. There is no order whatsoever-

BRUNO BUCCIARATI

Don’t doubt him, he’s done his research and then some

He knows exactly what to get you when you’re cramping badly, and treats you as if you’re the most fragile thing on earth

Prepares you the BEST herbal teas and plays with your hair while you drink them

Sadly, he doesn’t cave when you beg him for whatever you’re craving, giving you stuff that he knows will tone down your cramps

He definitely gives you massages if you’re tense

I feel like he’s said something along the lines of “we’re in this together” and immediately regretted it afterwards

He makes everything about you for sure

There’s a movie you’ve been wanting to watch? He just bought it on dvd and you’re watching it tonight

You’re hungry? Tell him what you want and he’ll cook it to the best of his abilities

Need a heating pad? If you want, he’ll lay on top of you while you cuddle. If you don’t, you bet your ass he’s got a heating pad on standby

Prepares you nice warm baths and showers and enjoys being able to take care of you like this

Has the fridge stocked with various different fruits and vegetables for you, hand picked to make sure that they’re to your liking

Also has a secret stash of dark chocolate that he bought specifically for when you’re on your period

(he has to move it every month to prevent you from finding it)

Is amazing at comforting you through your mood swings. He’s a real champ for sure

Like if you snap at him, he’ll sit there and take it, because he knows you’ll cave and apologize later. He knows that it’s not your fault that your moody, so therefore he has no need to return your sudden anger

At the start of your relationship, he was definitely much more antsy whenever it came to your cramps and such, but the longer you’re together the more comfortable he gets

He has done all the research he can, and has even gone as far as to ask some of the older women he knows for pointers and such

100% rants to Abbacchio in secret

“I just don’t know what to do! She won’t even let me hold her-“ Bucciarati rambles, his hands waving around madly as he speaks. It’s uncharacteristic for him to be so worked up over something that’s so easily solved.

“Just give her some space.” Abbacchio shrugs and rolls his eyes at his friend. It makes perfect sense, really. You wouldn’t let him touch you, and you seemed moodier than you usually were. You just wanted space. Duh.

“Oh… Yeah. That might work.”

LEONE ABBACCHIO

He has done some research. Like just enough to know what’s healthy for you and what he should do

This guy has a wonderful poker face, because not once have you been able to pick up on the fact that he’s panicking inside

Listen, he loves you, and he’s seriously doing his best here, but damn-

He has to fight back the urge to argue with you for fear that he’ll only upset you further

Like he really, reallyyy wants to piss you off, but he knows better than to do that (plus Bucciarati would never let him hear the end of it-)

While he doesn’t know a whole lot about what to do, he tends to cuddle you until you sleep, or make you whatever you ask for

Sorry but he can’t cook to save his life

Expect slightly burnt food every time he hands you a plate (you love it anyways)

Like Bruno, he’s got a stash of dark chocolate for you, except it’s sitting out in the open and he eats it with you while you’re watching cringy rom coms

I wholeheartedly believe he lets you do his makeup (and vice versa)

Like if you’re feeling up to it, he’ll walk in with his makeup kit and let you go crazy with it

Typically leaves it on until you fall asleep

Whenever he does your makeup, he’s very careful to not upset or hurt you. It’s one of the few times you get to see him so gentle

Has water bottles and heating pads within reach at all times just in case your cramps get worse. He also carries a bottle of Midol in his pocket for extra caution

Refuses to tell you that, however

Had the mindset of “not my womb, not my problem” until he started dating you

The first time you brought it up he died inside. You were suffering and there wasn’t really anything he could do about it. It sucked

Because he has done very basic research, he has no idea what to feed you other than your cravings

I mean yeah he looked up what to give you, but forgot within an hour once he saw how much pain you were actually in

Strictly refuses to ask questions about it and does not want help from anyone.

He gets incredibly flustered when he has to go out and get you pads/tampons. His brain always seems to short circuit on him while he’s in the isle. “What size does she prefer?” “Does she bleed heavily or not?? Fuck I can’t remember-!”

Snaps at anyone who looks at him funny when he buys them

Let’s you do his hair for sure, but WILL NOT go out in public with whatever hairstyle you give him

Braids? Cute, but not in front of Bucciarati

Ponytail? Actually he’s kind of digging it, but he knows he’ll never hear the end of it from the others, so no

Pigtails? You sounded excited about them, but he’d literally rather die than have anyone seen him with his hair like that ❤️

“Can I do your hair?” You ask softly, looking up at him from your spot on the couch. “I think you’d look good with Dutch braids, and I’d like to try it out on you.”

“Fine.” He grabs the hair brush and sits with his back towards you, allowing you full access to his hair. “Just don’t rip it out or whatever.”

“Thanks Leone.” You smile and begin parting his hair. “You’re gonna look amazing when I’m done.”

“I’d better.”

#fuck the menstrual cycle ❤️#jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba x reader #x reader #jjba #jjba vento auero #jjba golden wind #bruno bucciarati #bruno bucciarati x reader #bruno x reader #jjba bruno #jojos bizzare adventure x reader #jjba abbacchio #leone abbacchio #leone abbachio x reader #leone abbacchio x reader #jjba imagines #jjba fluff

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grgr-gw · 7 months

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<show pub parody> ✂:…… You're cute. Put it in more calmly and slowly I'd be in trouble if it got any bigger.

❄:Hey, I don't think there's any place to insert it anymore,but could you please insert it for me? …I want a tip from you…(because you're special…)

🥓:Your shy part is cute♡

#fanart #golden wind #jjba #risotto nero #prosciutto jjba #vento auero #prosciutto x reader #risotto x reader #ghiaccio x reader #la squadra #translation #ghiaccio

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nicherayyy · 1 year

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Can you do a La Squadra or a La Unita x Child reader were reader is scared of "the monster under her bed"?

I decided to make that with La Unita bc they deserve it

La Unita "helping" Child!Reader with monsters under their bed

humour, comfort, crying, GN reader

TW: Cioccolata, mention of guns

Squalo and Tiziano

“Hey”, you whispered in Tiziano’s ear.

“Wha-“, the blonde man immediately woke up from his slumber, looking confused, “It’s 3 AM, go to sleep”

“I can’t sleep, there’s monster under my bed, he wants to eat me”, you started sobbing. The noise woke Squalo, who was actually not pleased with the fact that you interrupted his beauty sleep.

“If we make sure that there’s no monsters, will you let us sleep?”, Squalo sighed, already hating the idea of getting up from his soft, warm bed.

“Yes”, you replied.

Taking their hands, you lead them along the dark corridors to your room. Entering the room, of course, you step away in the farthest corner, as far as possible from the bed.

Rolling his eyes, Tiziano is the first to look under the bed.

“Oh my God”, he gasped.

“What?”, you asked anxiously.

“Squalo, dear, there’s really a monster”

Squalo understood what his husband was trying to do and decided to play along.

“You’re right, it’s so scary”, he held back his laughter, trying to sound as serious as possible, “I think we’ll need to step back, don’t want this thing to eat us”

“No please”, you plead, tears running down your face. Oh. They crossed the line a bit, didn’t they? Squalo immediately approached you, taking you in his arms.

“Oh no, don’t cry, we’re sorry”, he comforted you. Tiziano standing right beside him.

“There’s no monster, calm down”, Tiziano patted your head, “We were just joking around”

“If you want you can stay with us for the night, how does that sound?”, Squalo smiled at you, still holding you tight.

“Alright”, you agreed, still scared a little.

Cioccolata and Secco

“Ugh, what do you want child”, he said annoyed, still working with some files on his desk. Secco was laying on the floor next to him.

“There’s monster under my bed, I’m scared”, you sobbed.

“Don’t worry”, he tossed his files aside, smiling at you, “I think it’ll eat you quickly, you won’t feel a thing”

“What?”, you cried, your legs shaking.

You heard Secco’s laugh.

“Yeah, it’ll eat your toes”, he looked right into your eyes, “You were bad today, remember? And bad children are being eaten”

“You guys are mean”, you replied with a pitched voice, tears running down your face. Why did you think it was a good idea to ask Cioccolata for help anyway?

Carne

“Hey”, you called, trying trying to get Carne’s attention. You guys weren’t close, but right now you were too scared to care.

“Need anything?”, he asked.

“There’s monster under my bed, I’m scared”, you replied with puffy eyes from a long crying.

“Monsters do not exist”, he denied, “However, I can stay with you until you fall asleep”

“Okay”, you agreed.

Carne is not that bad as you thought. Maybe you need to spend more time with him.

Diavolo and Doppio

You knocked on the door of Diavolo’s office, waiting for permission to get inside.

You didn’t have to wait long, Doppio opened the door.

“What are you doing here so late at night?’, he gasped, “And why are you crying?”

“There’s monster under my bed”, you sobbed.

"Wait a minute, I'll call the boss", he took a book from the shelf, holding it against his ear, "Boss, you're here? What do I do?"

“They need to figure it out themselves, give them a gun”

“Boss? What do you mean gun?”, Doppio asked confusedly, his eyes wide.

“If they want to live they need to fight for it”, he replied, “You know, the best defense is a good offense”

“BOSS THEY’RE NINE”

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lumibuns-blog · 2 years

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Hi! If you take request can i ask for bucci gangs reaction for reader asking a hug🥹✨? It can be platonic or romantic. Have great day☺️💗

Ofcccc

Bucci gang reaction to the reader asking for a hug

Bruno

"Of course"

He's given hugs to many people before so it doesn't really phase him

That is until you wrap your arms around his waist and put your face against his chest

He tries to keep his cool but when you pull away he turns around so you can't see his red face

Abbaccio

"What? No."

It will take some convincing but you eventually get a very awkward side hug

It's awkward for you but for him it's the closest interaction he's had in a while

Makes him realize that maybe he is a fan of physical touch....as long as it's from you

Giorno

"Are you sure? Well If you're alright with it than of course"

Has been waiting for this moment and had to check to make sure it was actually happening also he's the consent king

Rests his head of yours and you can't see it but he's beaming

He's waited for this so he's not going to let you go for a bit

Fugo

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh"

I feel like the only way that he'll hug you is if you attack him with one

You run and jump into him, wrapping your arms around him and he just is...so red

Eventually settles of gently and awkwardly stroking your hair

Swears he will get better at it for next time you surprise him

Mista

"A hug? Come'ere!"

Very happy about how this day is going

Engulfs you in a hug, he's got his arm around you and his head on yours leaning over you

His other hand is flipping off narancia who is laughing his ass off at Miata's flushed expression

Remembers how you smell for the rest of the day

Narancia

"Finally! Bring it in!"

He practically jumps on you he's so excited

Is contently humming the whole time and trying to stop himself from spinning you around

He's smiling with the force of a thousand suns for the rest of the day

#jjba #jjba fluff #bruno bucellati x reader #bruno fluff #abbaccio fluff #giorno fluff #giorno x reader #fugo fluff #fugo x reader #narancia fluff #narancia x reader #Mista fluff #mista x reader #vento auero x reader #jjba vento auero

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inyourfantasyfanfics · 1 year

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May I ask for Bruno (and the gang) reacting to the Reader calling him "Dad" casually, and then getting embarrassed because he finally realizes what he has just said.

Omg yes!! This is so cute!

Platonic Bucci Gang x GN!Reader

Calling Bruno dad

The whole gang lacks parental figures in one way or another, they all express it in a different ways. Bruno expresses it by becoming some sort of parental role. He knows he’s parenting kids only a few years younger than him but it gives him hope that the gang will be okay and it helps him keep a level head. The whole gang knows that Bruno is their rock, and they all (probably except for Abba) see him as a figurehead, parental or not.

This comes with its teasing of course. More often than not he would chastise Narancia or Mista and get hit with the “yeah whatever your not my dad.” Or “Sure thing Mom” each with a respective eye roll and attitude attached to it. So when you call him dad he would resist the urge to get annoyed thinking at first you were just sassing him.

Bruno would be giving orders to everyone around a table. You were the first to get a job. “Be safe out there, I expect a job well done upon return.” He says after assigning you and Narancia to a mission on the other side of town handing you a paper with an address. “Thanks, Dad,” you’d say without thinking. And Bruno was ready to just blow it off and keep talking but the way you paused, like to freeze, almost made him second guess. Not only that you didn’t say it with annoyance or malice, more in passing.

It was his turn to freeze and make eye contact with you trying to see a lie. He found none and was about to just turn back to the group and finish assigning then talk to you after the mission but the gang had a different plan

It started with Nara with one drawn-out laugh and pointing at your face still stuck with embarrassment. “HAAAAAAAAH oh my g- no way! No way! You just called him dad!” If he was loud and obnoxious it doubled with Mista starting laughing loud about it too clapping Bruno on the back in ‘Congratulations you're a father!’

I think Giorno wouldn’t have made a scene no matter what but since Mista and Nara were he could only spare you a sympathetic glance. Fugo also would have let it go, he already hates when those two get loud but seeing you get even more embarrassed his instincts kicked in and he flew off the handle threatening the idiots and failing in an attempt to help you at all. At least the attention was mostly off of you now that they fight among each other.

Abbacchio you’d think would ignore it or chastise anyone who was causing a scene but if you caught his eye just for a moment you see he looks almost saddened and sympathetic but it’s quickly covered by sheer annoyance that spreads across his face when he notices you look. He’s probably the first to acknowledge the sadder side of calling your capo who may not be much older ‘dad’ You must be lonely and it gives him something to think about. Maybe he should spend a bit more time around you himself.

It’s Bruno that settles everyone by some moly clearing his throat. “We have assignments, remember?” Just like that you and Nara were off on the mission and he didn’t let you have a break for even a second. If you did not fight that boy you have a strong mental fortitude that most lack.

After a successful mission, Bruno would pull you aside to have a chat in private. It made your stomach twist a little since his poker face was incredible, and you had no idea if he was upset or not. That was until in private he just melts a little, his eyes are softer and his posture is more casual and welcoming. You can spot a ghost of a smile on his lips as you try to explain yourself before he stops you.

“I’m glad I can be there for you. I will say it’s a surprise but I’m comforted by the fact you rely on me and trust me enough.” He will probably make it some longish monologue of how he’s honored and that you should be ashamed ect ect… will probably shed a tear in private because he’s such a big feeling kind of guy.

he will also slightly poke fun at you about it when everyone’s teasing dies down. “No kid of mine is going to get disrespected.” When some random bumps into you. Or if you are in school and your grades are good he will hang them up somewhere. All of a sudden his mug is ‘ #1 papa’ on it. It’s the small things.

#jjba pt 5 #vento auero x reader #bucci gang #jjba x reader #jojo headcanons #jojo part 5 #bruno buccerati #jojos bizarre adventure #bruno bucciarati x reader #bucci gang x reader #bucci gang headcanons

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tonberry-yoda · 9 months

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YIPPE HI ITS ME

I got another idea when i was studying sooo here it is

What about fem reader painting diavolos nails🤭

Hed be like “wtf no” at the start for sure BUTTT with a little convincingggg it could work riiight?

I just want to give him pink with black fade nails🤧

notes - AHHHH DIEGOSAUR MY LOVE! I forgot you requested this and when I found it again, I literally knew I needed to write this! It's so cute omfg! I wrote you a little fic for it and Diavolo being grumpy is my everything! I hope you enjoy, my love! Have an amazing day <333 word count - 413 summary - you're bored out of your mind and need to let off some steam. Turns out, your bf is the perfect grumpy guinea pig to let you make pretty ~~BUY ME A KO-FI (COMMISIONS ARE OPEN)~~

"Diavolo, I'm bored." you pouted, resting your chin on the other side of Diavolo's desk. He didn't even look at you once, the bastard.

"So?" he asked, typing away.

You huffed and walked out of the room. You were sick of his attitude and bored out of your mind, so you were going to cure both.

You walked back in the room with black and pink nail polish with a top coat as well.

Diavolo finally looked up at you and gave you a confused look. "What?"

"I wanna paint your nails."

"What?! No!"

You brought up a chair to sit on the other side of his desk and slammed his laptop shut. "Just let me do it."

He looked down at the nail polish and back up at you. "What can I do to make it up to you?" he asked, referring to how he's been treating you.

"By letting me paint your nails."

He groaned and took the nail polish from you, looking it over. He really had to think about it, even denying it a few times, but after some convincing, and being extra pouty, he finally let you.

You put his hands on the table and turned on the radio next to you.

"You look so cute when you're grumpy." you told him, pressing a kiss to his nose.

"Shut up."

You just giggled and shook up the nail polish, looking over his nails. They were quite healthy and rather long, so this was going to be fun for sure. Especially the idea you had in mind. You loved his hair, so you wanted it to match, but nothing would be better than a black that fades into pink.

You got right to work and Diavolo was pouting for a little while until he began to look intrigued. You were working so intricately on his nails, making sure to make them looked as good as possible and he really appreciated it.

It was also relaxing. He's been so busy for so long that the two of you rarely got to do anything like this together.

He just watched your eyes and couldn't stop thinking about how pretty you looked.

"There. Done." You smiled at your work and kissed Diavolo's knuckles. "What do you think?"

He smiled cutely, which surprised you. "I like them."

"You do?" You were shocked, to say the least.

"I do."

"Good! Now, after they dry, I require a hug because I miss you."

"Can do."

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anatomyoflove · 4 months

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Jjba Vento Aureo dying in their arms || Angst Headcannons

【 Headcannons 】

╭┈───────Triggers— Death, sad sthoff 】

「 BRUNO BUCCIARATI 🦢」 ▷ The group has been attacked by multiple stand users on a mission (This was before Giorno has entered Passione) ▷ Bruno and [Y/n] came out with a plan to lead all of them and to be thrown out of the cliff ▷ It didn't end well, as they underestimated the stand ▷ The stand ends up badly injuring both ▷ Causing [Y/n] to fall on the cliff ▷ [Y/n]'s stand had to do with something with alternate universes ▷ Bruno couldn't hold on to her anymore as he too was badly wounded, and the continuous attacks of the stand kept going as he was holding her. Leaving it more difficult for him to keep his eyes open ▷ [Y/n] reassured Bruno to let go as she knew that he couldn't go longer ▷He stayed silent, and gritted his teeth, furrowed his brow, stiffened his post, and tightened his grip trying to pull her up, but he was to his limit, he was badly wounded. ▷ [Y/n] was the one who let go, but before she did she said that it was okay because in the different universes she's been through she saw them having happy endings with him, and that she was sorry that it's not in this universe.

「GUIDO MISTA 🔫」 ▷ The group ventures through the waters, with Narancia finally catching up to the boat, and with Fugo standing still on the island. ▷ "We'll be fine" Mista brought up, reassuring [Y/n], that he always does that, he was always so caring. Even when she was way behind the line, he'd wait for her, he had a soft spot for her and she didn't know it ▷ As they travel back to Venice, they were attacked ▷ It was a water stand causing everyone to be immediately vulnerable ▷ The boat was immediately damaged, [Y/n] didn't know how to swim and as everyone fell off the boat, [Y/n] struggled to stay up ▷ Mista immediately went after her, however [Y/n] was the first target of the Water stand, ▷ She tried fighting back with her stand but the deeper she went the harder it was to breathe ▷ The same goes for Mista but his concern fueled him to go deeper and to at least get a grip of your hands was enough for him to take you back to the surface ▷ [Y/n] died of drowning before the stand did a final attack on her making sure she was dead ▷ As soon as the remaining Passione members defeated the water stand. ▷ Mista Carried [Y/n]'s body to shore and then rested her head on his shoulder as he hugged her from her shoulders as they watched the sunset as a final goodbye ▷ "You like sunsets right?"

「 NARANCIA GHIRGA 🛩️ 」 ▷ [Y/n] was assassinated in her sleep. With now their group being labeled as traitors for saving Trish ▷ A stand user was originally supposed to kill Giorno, with him being the new member of the organization and not being recognized easily by the other members, [Y/n] was unfortunately mistaken and got killed in her room before she could even react ▷ The next morning, Bruno, Giorno, Abbacchio, and Mista surrounded [Y/n]'s room. ▷ Narancia just woke up and decided to see the fuzz in the hallway ▷ "What's happening?" he rubbed his eyes as he tried to take a peek, it was just a blanket covering [Y/n] except that her arm was hanging down, along with blood dripping ▷ The four other members slightly bowed their head knowing already the context. ▷ Narancia ran in the room and took off the blanket to reveal the corpse, he started shaking the body ▷ "Wake up [Y/n], stop messing around" he started sweating profusely, he was nervous ▷The body was cold yet he kept shaking it, telling her to wake up and stop messing around ▷ He turned to Giorno and clapped his hands together in a praying position, begging for Giorno to bring her back. ▷He then begged towards the other members to wake her up and do something however everyone stayed silent knowing there is nothing to be done. ▷Narancia hugs the cold [Y/n] before they gave her a burial, and even at the funeral Narancia stayed staring at the tomb for hours

「GIORNO GIOVANNA 💛」 ▷ While in a fight with a stand, a falling building was unfortunately caused crushing some of the members, luckily most of the Passione survived with both major and minor injuries ▷ [Y/n] was not so lucky ▷ Giorno was the first to figure out that they were missing one person ▷ He immediately went back in the fallen building and pushed chunks of rocks, and cement ▷ There he saw [Y/n] lying down with no movements being detected ▷ Giorno tried healing her back up, but the body was hollow, there was no life in it anymore ▷ "Giorno" Bruno called from behind, implying that she wasn't gonna be back. ▷ Giorno kept pushing it, till he finally stopped, and accepted it. ▷ He stared for a few seconds at the hollow body, before he grew a field of flowers, roses, and sunflowers around the body, covering it and giving it a comfortable burial at least.

「LEONE ABBACCHIO 🎧」 ▷ In Sardinia, as Leone waits to get the image of their boss, [Y/n] sticks with him as the rest run off ▷ "I miss a warm bed" [Y/n] commented, before stretching, she liked annoying Leone because she knew that he got easily irritated with her talking about all sorts of things ▷ "Shut up" Leone told her to be quiet, she chuckled in reply ▷ Nearby kids wanted to get the soccer ball stuck out of the tree, and the noise was irritating him ▷ He finally told them to be quiet before hesitating and getting the ball ▷ "I'll do it" [Y/n] volunteered as she put the pieces together, she then climbed up to give it back to them ▷ As the little boys began running further away, the last boy eyed Leone ▷ [Y/n]'s stand (that had to do with auras) immediately detected a negative one about him, causing her to push Leone out of the way and push herself aside but not far enough for King Crimson to impale her within seconds ▷ It was quick and short, that Leone immediately went after the mysterious kid but then he suddenly disappeared. ▷ Leone didn't hesitate to grab her body and moved to a different place. ▷ Leone hugged the body closely to him as he hid behind the lighthouse ▷ "You're such an idiot" he mumbled, but grief was what reflected in his eyes, he knew that it could've been avoided if he was the one who got the ball, just not her. ▷ He blames himself for her death

╭┈─────── A/N: no Y/n's were harmed in making of this fanfic

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thornybubbles · 5 months

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I Never Go Around Mirrors (Yandere Illuso X Reader)

Note: I’ve neglected La Squadra members for far too long and I wanted to fix that. Still, I think this little story is kinda meh. I will try to do something better for Illuso next time.

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This wasn’t the life that you wanted to live. It was never in your plan to live on the run spending your every waking moment glancing over your shoulder and your every night wondering if you should take the risk and go to sleep. You made sure that when you left, you would head out to the country, staying as far away from any place that could possibly have a mirror. You managed to get far enough away that you managed not to panic when you found the mirrors in the old farmhouse that you rented. You got rid of them immediately, tossing them into the river behind your new house and watching the current carry them away. There had only been four of them; one in the bathroom and one in each bedroom. If you needed to see your reflection that badly, you could just marvel at your tired, haunted appearance in the river water. You weren’t totally sure how his abilities worked, but you were fairly certain that he could only use the reflection of a mirror. It had been a few days and he hadn’t tracked you down yet, so that must be the case.

You were foolish enough to allow yourself to relax. It didn’t last long. Eventually, your paranoia would just not leave you alone. You started to notice an odd echoing sound that was driving you crazy. It sounded like a faint knocking at first and you ignored it, thinking it must be distant hammering from some construction work miles away. The echo carried far out where you were. The Italian countryside was beautiful, lined with mountains and flowering meadows, but it was not as peaceful as you had hoped. Another day passed and the knocking was beginning to sound like footsteps: slow, deliberate, stalking, mocking…

You couldn’t stand it!

It had gotten to the point that any reflection was unbearable. Each time you caught a glimpse of yourself on any reflective surface you would panic, expecting to see him standing behind you. He wasn’t there. He was never there. Still, you didn’t want to take any chances. The silverware was replaced with cutlery made from non-reflective material. The old brass knobs throughout the house were replaced with dull metal. You made it a point to stay away from the river from now on. If you didn’t stand in front of a reflection, then he couldn’t see you. You didn’t care if his abilities could only be used with mirrors. You were not taking any chances.

Another day or so passed. That echo was getting louder. Footsteps. They were definitely footsteps! They were closer than they were a few days ago. Now you could hear them coming up the driveway, up the steps, right up to the front door! Your eyes darted to the stained glass window adorning the door. There was nothing there. No familiar silhouette darkened the doorway. Still you kept glancing down at the knob as if expecting it to turn. It never did. You almost let out a laugh at how badly your imagination was running away with you, but the footsteps started up again. They circled the house a few times, giving off the air of someone who was on a casual stroll. You jumped up from your seat and ran to the record collection that came with the house when you bought it. The house was a treasure trove of old trinkets and homey decor left behind by its previous owners. The record collection was one of your favorites. At that moment, you needed it to save your sanity.

You picked a record at random, placed it on the record player, placed the needle in a random position on the record, and started the player. An old country song began to play, the twang of a steel guitar covering up the sound of the footsteps. As long as you couldn’t hear it, it was fine. You stared around the parlor trying to find something else to help you relax. Your eyes settled on the bookshelf next to the unused fireplace. Just as you did with the record, you chose a book at random. You didn’t care what the book was about. It could be anything from a dull historical chronicle or an ego-driven celebrity autobiography and you wouldn’t care. As long as it took your mind off of the overbearing feeling of being hunted, you would devour each and every word. You took a seat on the overstuffed sofa, relishing the softness of the cushions, and opened the book.

What the hell?

You stared at the page and the gibberish written there. You didn’t recognize the language at all. It wasn’t English, Italian, or any other language that you recognized… until you took a second look.

It was Italian… but the words were all reversed.

You shot up from the sofa, dropping the book to the floor in horror. That could only mean one thing.

A low, familiar chuckle startled you. You looked up to see the man you’d been trying to avoid all this time standing by the record player. He lifted the needle from the record, stopping the song and filling the room with silence. He turned to you, giving you a smug grin.

“I was wondering if you would ever figure it out.” he said with an uncomfortably calm laugh.

His smug expression became one of soft adoration as he turned to look at you.

“You really hurt me when you left, mia amata.” he said. “You promised that you would stay by my side forever…”

He began a slow saunter over to you and you backed up, staring at him with disbelief.

How did he find you?!

“Everything was peachy between us until you discovered what I did for a living. Honestly, I don’t know why that matters so much to you. I suppose it is a little scary if you aren’t used to that kind of thing, but as my lover you should be willing to stick with me no matter what. I know you’re scared, but you made a promise and I think it’s only right that you keep it. I gave you all of my love. Don’t you think you owe me the same?”

There was a dangerous undertone in his voice. He was angry, but the way he was looking at you made you wonder just how angry he was with you. His hand darted out and you flinched, squeezing your eyes closed in anticipation of pain. It never came. You opened your eyes to see him bending down to pick up your book. He opened it up and flipped through a page or two before closing it with a snap and placing it back on the book shelf. He offered you another smile, this one was devoid of the usual smugness. He was giving you the look of someone that was totally smitten. It looked out of place on his face now. You’ve seen his gleeful expression as he cruelly beat someone that made the mistake of accidentally locking eyes with you. You will never forget the rage in his eyes when someone got a little too friendly with you for his liking. You’d seen that dark side of him before and the image of it was burned into your memory. He didn’t seem to realize that you had already made your plans to leave him long before you found out that he was a Mafioso.

“I have to admit that I was pretty mad with you when I found out you were gone.” he said, suddenly wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you to him. “I thought you’d abandoned me… but I realized that you didn’t really want to leave me.”

You stopped struggling in his hold to give him a questioning look.

“What are you talking about?” he asked.

He pointed back to the record player.

“You probably didn’t even realize it, but you instinctively choose a song about a man who couldn’t stand to see his own reflection because he no longer saw his lover standing next to him. You were thinking about me, even though you didn’t realize it.” he said.

He ran a hand along your arm until he came to your wrist where he traced his hands along the bracelet you wore there.

“And here is another reason I know you still have the hots for me,” he said, voice taking on an arrogant, teasing tone. “You didn’t take off the bracelet I gave you, even though you knew it would lead me right to you.”

Your eyes widened and you pushed out of his embrace. He didn’t bother to stop you, just stood there in an odd pose while he watched the realization flow over you. You lifted your arm to your face and examined the bracelet. Along with the diamonds that adorned it, you were horrified to discover that the bracelet was lined with little mirrors. Illuso chuckled and you looked up at him, dread plastered on your face. He frowned when he saw your expression.

“Oh, wipe that look of shock off of your face.” he growled. “Stop pretending like you didn’t keep the bracelet on because you wanted me to come after you.”

“No,” you offered a weak protest. “I wanted to get away from you! I wanted you out of my life!”

Illuso’s frown deepened and he closed the distance between you. You tried to back up but your escape was blocked by the wall.

“Look, babe, I like playing a good old fashioned game of hard-to-get, too, but you’re taking this too far.” he huffed. “You missed me and you know it.”

He placed his hands on either side of your head and you felt your heart fall. You thought you’d managed to escape him for good this time. You thought you’d been so careful. You hadn’t even looked at the bracelet when he got it for you. You’d been so concerned with pretending to adore it and worrying about the blood money he’d used to buy it for you at the time. You hadn’t considered that it would be lined with mirrors.

“I have to admit that I’m getting a little tired of the game, though.” Illuso said, breaking you out of your thoughts. “This is like, what, your third time running out on me? Or is it the fifth? Well, whatever, it’s starting to piss me off a little bit. So I think that I’m going to put a stop to it.”

You looked him right in the eyes when he said that. What did he mean by that?

“What are you going to do?” you asked in a frightened whisper.

Illuso grinned in his usual smug way, but you couldn’t ignore the sinister feeling it gave off.

“I think I’m going to leave you in here, at least until you get over that little running away habit of yours,” he said.

“Leave me… in here…??” you repeated, not sure what he meant.

Illuso pushed off of the wall and looked down on you with disdain.

“Don’t act stupid,” he scoffed. “You saw the writing in the book was reversed. Surely you’ve figured out by now that I’ve pulled you into my mirror world?”

You gasped in horror. You sputtered words at him, but none of them formed a sentence. Illuso watched you struggle with your disbelief before he laughed and snapped his fingers in the air as if he suddenly thought of something.

“Oh, that’s right! I never told you that I could do that, did I?” he said. “That’s right, your lover boy can not only travel from mirror to mirror, but I can actually pull others into the mirror world with me. Heh heh, it took me a little while to catch up with you because I had to find this place in the normal world, but I managed. The way you ransacked this place of all its mirrors almost made me think that you actually didn’t want me to find you, but you kept the bracelet on, so I know that’s not the case. Either that or you didn’t think the mirrors on it were big enough. Just so you know, it doesn’t matter what size the mirror is, I can move through it and pull in others. In fact, you’ve been in the mirror world since about three nights ago. You’re a really heavy sleeper, by the way.”

The way he smiled at you then chilled you down to the marrow in your bones.

“You can’t keep me in here, Illuso!” you shouted.

Illuso scoffed.

“What’s stopping me? You can’t get out unless I let you out, so you can’t run from me anymore.” he said.

Suddenly he pulled you to him, both of his arms were wrapped around you in such a way that your own arms were pinned to your sides. You tried to squirm free but he tightened his hold on you.

“Quit that!” he shouted, annoyed by your struggling.

You froze and he smirked.

“That’s better. Now, I don’t really have anything important to do today, so I thought that you and I could spend some time together. You’ve been gone for so long and I missed you so much. I think we should make up for lost time. What do you think about that?” He said, planting a kiss on your cheek.

You whimpered pathetically, but said nothing.

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bygiornogiovanna · 10 months

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Hello there! Apologies if I sound rude! But may I request a scenario where Giorno and Josuke are hit by a Stand and act different?

Giorno acts hyper, bubbly and adorable while Josuke acts super shy, timid and cute? And Reader has to deal with all the cuteness?

Flip The Switch (Giorno Giovanna/Josuke Higashikata x GN! Reader)

anon, u are offically my ˢᵐᵒˡ bean. in your further requests *if there will be more, please sign yourself like that.

the images below represent both me when I read your request and saw how POLITE (and adorable) you were and y/n seeing josuke/giorno ily so much

also excuse that my requests are taking so long. i'm just lazy.

to anyone who requested something, I see your requests!!! and i am working on them, they will come...eventually haha

also, happy one year anniversary to this blog!

"You don't stand a chance against my stand, Y/N L/N!" bluffed the villain under the boss's command, Akari Massimo. He was a tall, light-skinned man, probably in his twenties. If you looked past his evilness, you would see a handsome young man, with golden eyes and a beautiful, healthy white hair, whose smile was nothing but sweet and charming. However...His power of turning one into its opposite wasn't that sweet and charming. His Stand, Flip The Switch, could turn you from woman to man, from sweet to mean, but worst of all...from powerful to weak. Of course, your lover could easily defeat him. The problem was...your lover wasn't there.

You were honestly scared. You weren't weak, but you weren't strong either, so you didn't know what his stand would do to you. You had to buy some time until him or his friends arrived. You couldn't risk it.

"Do you really think all that cheap talk will scare me? Oh please, I've encountered people way scarier than you!" you let yourself do what you knew the best: annoy people. He seemed one that loved his pride, and he wouldn't stand the fact that someone like you would dare insulting him like that.

"I suggest you keep your mouth shut if you want to live! You have no idea what my stand, Flip The Switch, is capable of!" Massimo said and you huffed.

"What is it going to do? Turn me into a cat? Please, it sounds pathetic." you saw his left eye twitch and a satisfied smile crossed your face. "Actually, I wonder, if you use it on yourself, would it turn you into a clown or into the whole circus?" you gave him your sweetest, most fake smile.

You saw his stand appearing behind him and launching an attack towards you. You managed to avoid it, striking back, managing to scartch his face. "You fucking bitch, you scratched my handsome face! You'll pay for this!" he said and you swore you could see fume raising from his ears.

"Oh my..." you said, and before you knew it, another attack was right about to hit you, but...

☆Giorno Giovanna☆

"Not on my watch." You heard Giorno's voice and, suddenly, he appeared in front of you, blocking the hit with his body. You gasped and your eyes filled with tears when, after a few seconds, he didn't get up.

"Giorno!" you voice broke and you felt like your knees would give out when you saw your precious lover laying on the ground while clenching on his stomach.

"Awh, what a shame. Poor blondie boy couldn't save his poor little lover." Massimo said mockingly and he was about to say something else, but you heard Giorno mumble—Golden Experience Requiem.

"Uh oh...If I were you I would start saying my prayers." you said cockily and, before your enemy could react, he disappeared without a trace, probably trapped in the Infinite Death Loop. "Giorno, amore mio, are you okay?!" you rushed to his side, kneeling worriedly before him.

"Y/N..." he started softly and nothing seemed wrong...Until the blonde immediately crashed into your arms, hugging you tightly. "I missed you so much, tesoro!" Giorno yelled and you could swear you never heard him sound so excited.

"I-...Giorno, amore, are you okay?" you laughed and he hugged you tighter, laughing too. The moment you heard that, everything stopped.

Giorno Giovanna, the Don of Passione, laughed.

A sound so heavenly. You last heard him laugh more than two years ago. Giorno never laughs—all somebody, mostly you, can get out of him is a faint giggle. That's all.

You looked at him in shock and the blonde boy looked at you with a cute face, confused. "What's wrong, tesoro?" he asked in a smooth tone and he touched your cheek.

"...you laughed..." you whispered and a smile made its way onto your face. "It's been so long since I heard you laugh. Are you sure you are okay, amore?"

"I'm fine, promise. You don't have to worry about me." he said and his voice sounded ao tender, so smooth and soft, love-filled even. Although Giorno was never aggressive towards you, he never displayed his affection, and especially not in public.

You thought it was just the adrenaline and the fear of losing you making him act like that, but no. This kept going on for multiple days, Giorno acting the opposite of his usual personality.

In the small amounts of time you had alone, because, apparently, Giorno was extremly clingy, never leaving your side, you were thinking about what could've possibly happened for your dear boyfriend to act like this.

Then it hit you.

It was Massimo's stand.

Flip The Switch did that to your boyfriend.

Not that you complained, it was very cute to see your stoic boyfriend be a big baby, but...That wasn't Giorno. You had to talk with Bruno, to find a way...

Suddenly, your trail of thoughts was interrupted by your baby boyfriend coming home and directly jumping in your arms, whining about how much he missed you.

Giorno Giovanna, Italy's biggest man, was whining in your arms.

Yep, you had to do something about it.

☆Josuke Higashikata☆

"Not so fast." Josuke's smug voice could be heard and his tall frame shadowed yours, blocking the Stand's hit with his body. You felt like the world stopped when you saw your boyfriend groaned in pain, taking a few steps aside.

"Josuke!" you yelled and turned him to you. "Are you crazy?!"

"In love, yes." he said smugly and chuckled, clearing her throat. "See? I'm all fine, don't..." he stopped and then scrunched his nose, as if a rush of pain went through him. "Oi, Koichi, Okuyasu, handle this guy f'r me!" Josuke yelled and his two friends nodded, fighting with Massimo.

The pompadour boy fell to his knees, coughing a little. You kneeled by his side, softly rubbing his back, trying to comfort him.

"My love, are you okay?" you asked sweetly, your soft hands caressing his hair. You were the only one allowed to touch the man's hair whenever you want without getting yourself killed.

"I-...I...I a-am okay..." he stuttered, the sound of his words coming out as breathy. You were relived to hear, but then it hit you. Your boyfriend just stuttered.

Josuke Higashikata stuttered.

He shied away from your arms, hiding his blushing cheeks. You frowned confused and you looked between him and Massimo. Quickly, you put the pieces together.

It was Flip the Switch's work.

"Josuke..." you whispered to him and you hugged him tightly. Instead of hugging you back, he squirmed shyly, as he did the first time you hugged him. It made your heart melt and you chuckled softly.

"Y-Y/N what...a-are you doing?" he whispered back.

"Hugging my boyfriend? Is there something wrong?" you chuckled and hugged him tighter, making him blush embarrassed.

"N-no...Everything is okay..." his voice was barely above a whisper and he hugged you back, awkwardly and slowly.

You chuckled and nuzzled your face in his neck. Maybe it wasn't that bad that he protected you from Flip The Switch's attack—now you can be the one who teases and makes him flustered.

It will be fun. Won't it?

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