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fandoms-are-my-friends-1321 · 1 year

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Adoring Stands

Here’s another JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure fanfic! I love Mista with my whole heart, and I came up with this idea the other day and had to write it down. As always gif and characters are not mine, and if anyone would like to make a request, please feel free to ask!

Description: Guido Mista’s stand, Six Bullets, absolutely adore the reader, and they love to show the bullets affection in return. When Mista tries to rest after an exhausting mission, he is greeted by an adorable sight.

Warnings: cursing, mentions of fighting and violence from the mission, otherwise none (if I miss something though, don’t be afraid to point it out!)

After a successful mission, the Bucciarati gang loved to go back to the Libeccio for a five course dinner. Bruno spared no expense when it came to boosting the moral of his comrades, and each person took their seat in their usual spots. Abbachio sat to Mista’s left, his headphones playing classical music as he drank from his wine glass. To Mista’s right was Y/N L/N, the newest member of the team, followed by Fugo and Narancia. Bruno and Giorno sat across from Y/N and Mista.

“Excellent work today, Y/N. I must say your fighting skills continue to impress me.” Bruno commented as he took a bite from his garlic bread.

Y/N gave a slight smile as they bowed their head in respect. “Thank you, Bucciarati, but the mission would have failed without the help from the rest of the team.”

“Come on, don’t be so modest! You totally kicked that stand user’s ass.” Mista playfully nudged Y/N in the ribs, and they returned the favor by punching him in the shoulder. Narancia snickered at Mista and Y/N’s antics, and the rest shared knowing looks. The chemistry between the two of them had always been present, and the others loved to tease Mista about when he would make an actual move.

“What are you laughing at, uomo idiota?” Mista asked as he glared at Narancia.

The younger boy laughed even harder as he twirled spaghetti around on his fork. “It’s nothing, Mista. You’ll figure it out eventually.”

The group continued to eat in silence, or it was silent until Mista’s stand, Six Bullets, complained about their own hunger. They all tried to climb up onto Mista’s plate to steal some of his food, except for Number Five, who had been punched by Number Three and knocked back onto the table. Number Five rubbed his swollen gold cheek as he started to cry, but Y/N quickly scooped them up into their hand.

“Easy now, Number Five, there’s no need for tears. Number three may pick on you, but you are just as valuable as the other bullets. Here, I saved you a little something.” Y/N offered part of their tiramisu cake to Number Five, and the bullet squealed happily as it pulled the dessert off the fork. Number Five quickly shoved the coffee-flavored cake into their mouth before the others caught them in the act.

Number Five hurried back to the group, and they whispered to Number One the kind deed that Y/N had done, hoping to earn some brownie points with the leader of the group. Of course, this wasn’t the first time that Y/N had slipped the Six Bullets desserts or extra snacks on the side apart from what Mista gave them, but it still excited each of them every time.

One by one, the other bullets sneaked off to steal some tiramisu from Y/N, trying their best not to catch Mista’s attention, but he wasn’t a fool. “Y/N! I told you not to sneak extra snacks to these guys! The last thing they need is coffee, especially since I will be the one dealing with the aftermath.” Mista shook his head, but Y/N simply giggled as they looked towards the Six Bullets.

“Do you all promise me you won’t trouble Mista? I would appreciate it if you take it easy on him, and if you behave, I might be able to spare a macaron or two.”

“We promise, Y/N!” The bullets replied in unison, causing Mista to shake his head at them, but Y/N noticed the start of a smile on the Italian’s face. After lunch came to a close, the Bucciarati gang headed back to their secluded hide out to rest. Bruno told them that it would be better if everyone lay low for a while in case other enemy stand users were still searching for them. Fugo and Narancia sat down on the couch in the common room of their hideout since Fugo promised that he would help Narancia with arithmetic problems. Bruno sat at the table by the window drinking a cup of tea and recording the details of the mission. Abbacchio sat across from Bruno listening to Monteverdi, taking a moment to reach across the table and take hold of Bruno’s hand. The capo smiled at the gesture and rubbed his thumb against the back of Abbacchio’s hand. Giorno worked on trimming a bonsai tree that had been a basket a few moments earlier before he transformed it with Golden Wind. The atmosphere radiated with tranquility, that is until Mista started pacing the floor.

The flirty interaction between him and Y/N was not the first, and yet the more time that passed the more that Mista felt something growing deep in his chest. It felt warm and comforting, but at the same time it made his stomach twist into nervous knots. The others told him numerous times that the feelings he experienced each moment he stood beside Y/N was love, but Mista still had some uncertainty. What if Y/N flirted with him for fun? It wouldn’t be the first time someone played with his feelings and left when boredom took over. “I’m going to go lay down for a while. Maybe some rest will help clear my head.” Mista walked down the hall and opened the door to the room he typically slept in.

Mista expected to see an empty bed, but the sight in front of him made his heart leap with joy and astonishment. Y/N laid on their back, their favorite blanket tangled over their legs as their eyes remained closed. The Six Bullets were curled up on Y/N’s chest, also in deep states of sleep. Number Five snored lightly as they nuzzled into the soft fabric of Y/N’s shirt. Mista grinned from ear to ear at the sight in front of him, and he thought to himself that this moment was sweeter than the chocolate cake he had for dessert that afternoon.

Trying his best not to wake Y/N or any of the Six Bullets, Mista crept over to the dresser and sat his hat on the oak furniture, running a hand through his curly locks. He crossed over to the side of the bed that looked the most spacious and settled into the spot. Mista leaned over and lightly touched Y/N’s shoulder. “Hey, you’re hogging my bed, bellissima.”

Y/N let out a groggy mumble as they opened their eyes. Their chest felt heavier than usual, and as soon as they looked down to see what was causing the weight difference, they noticed that the Six Bullets were still snoozing away. “I’m so sorry, Mista,” Y/N apologized. “I thought you were busy, and these guys were ready for their nap, so I offered them a comfortable place to rest. It appears I dozed off myself.”

Mista brushed the back of his knuckles against Y/N’s cheek, causing them to blush. “No need to apologize, especially after the ass kicking you did during our mission today. You deserve the rest, and clearly my Six Bullets are in the same boat.” It was Mista’s turn to blush as he glanced away to look out the window. “They really seem to like you Y/N, adore you is more accurate, and they aren’t the only ones who adore you with all their heart.”

Y/N gasped at Mista’s confession, but they could feel their heart swell with joy from his sentimental words. Y/N had developed feelings for Mista months ago, but after so many failed relationships, they thought that it would be impossible for someone like Mista to reciprocate the feelings. They reached for his hand, and Mista turned back to face Y/N. “I think you should lay down and rest a while too, Mista. I would say that you look even more attractive when you are exhausted, but I wouldn’t dare lie to the person I’ve had a crush on for months.”

A chuckle rumbled from Mista’s chest as he reclined on the bed and wrapped an arm around Y/N’s waist, pulling them closer into his warm embrace. The Six Bullets seemed to enjoy the extra warmth from Mista’s sweater as well, and for once in a long time, Mista felt at peace. “I’m glad to hear that you would not lie to me, tesoro, because now that you have confessed your feelings too, I will be by your side for as long as I live.”

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Y/N hummed as their eyes drooped shut, sleep taking over once again. Mista fell into his own peaceful dreams, but none of them could compare to his current reality where his dream had already come true.

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yoshhii · 8 months

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STYLING THEIR HAIR— bucci gang

no fugo or trish sorry! (´∀｀•)

bucciarati bruno

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

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

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

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

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

→˚₊· his hair was so shiny and soft

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

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

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

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

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

leone abbacchio

→˚₊· “no.”

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

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

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

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

→˚₊· “you better make this quick.”

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

→˚₊· soft…his hair was very soft

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

giorno giovanna

→˚₊· “i don’t see why not”

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

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

→˚₊· compliments you and your hairstyling skills

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

→˚₊· would let you do this again

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

guido mista

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

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

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

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

→˚₊· if not then now you have!

→˚₊·very short and lots of curls

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

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

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

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

narancia ghirga

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

→˚₊· “ OF COURSE YOU CAN!!”

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

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

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

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

→˚₊· “YOU DID THIS Y/N?? HOW COOL!”

→˚₊· runs to show it off to everyone

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

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

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bxd-decisions · 1 year

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#CUDDLES ⸻ JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE

#SYNOPSIS︙ Headcanons of how they cuddle you :)

PAIRING︙ Bruno Bucciarati x reader, Guido Mista x reader, Leone Abbacchio x reader, Narancia Ghirga x reader + Pannacotta Fugo x reader

GENRE︙fluff, headcanons

WARNINGS︙ N/A

AUTHORS NOTE︙ Part 2? With who?

REBLOGS AND FEEDBACK APPRECIATED

◈ BRUNO BUCCIARATI ◈

It's normally hard to ever get some sort of affection out of him, given that he is a very busy man. He is barely home.

But, you are lucky if he is ever home, for he is the sweetest, most gentle and affectionate man out there.

Bruno feels horrible for not being around so often, therefore he uses the time that he is home to devote to you.

He will wrap you in a tight embrace, it feels so warm, safe and comforting whenever he holds you close, it's like you're melting into him.

He likes to have your arms wrapped around his torso, and your face buried in his chest while he soothingly plays with your hair and reminds you of how much he loves you.

100/10, his cuddles are the best.

◈ GUIDO MISTA ◈

It's extremely fun to cuddle with him. Especially if his stand is involved, because it's like they hog you all for themselves and they leave poor Mista out.

But on a serious note, his cuddles are amazing. He always makes sure he gets to spend quality time with you, and cuddling is one of his favorite things to do.

Mista loves to have you as a small spoon, he finds it adorable how small and fragile you look in his arms.

It also makes him feel very proud of himself, because holding you like that makes him feel like he is strong and the only person capable of protecting you.

He kisses the top of your head a lot, while his one hand will always trace your curves ever so gently, his touch actually makes you fall asleep.

Or if he is in a playful mood, those light touches will end up with him tickling you, who knows with him.

9/10, if we include the tickling part, but overall his cuddles are the best.

◈ LEONE ABBACCHIO ◈

Abbacchio is very awkward when it comes to cuddling. Since, he isn't exactly the most affectionate guy out there.

In the beginning, he would probably shove you off of him, not really understanding what the point was of it.

But over time, he would slowly start to accept it, and get more and more used to the way you wrap your arms around his torso and snuggle into his chest.

He would never ever admit it, but it's comforting. It makes him feel strong and loved.

Abbacchio would eventually end up pulling you close to him and instinctively start to let his hands run through your locks in a very soothing way.

He loves the proximity between the two of you, especially on nights when he comes home from a long day at work.

Drinking wine, watching movies, and holding you close is always his favorite way to spend a quiet evening.

8/10, if we ignore how awkward he can be in the beginning.

◈ NARANCIA GHIRGA ◈

Best boy. He loves being cuddled. Narancia isn't used to affection at all, and he is one of those people who's touch starved.

He will forever love you if you let him be the small spoon at least once in a while. He also loves it when you play with his hair, he will fall asleep so quickly.

He also enjoys being a big spoon, he doesn't want to seem weak or need for your affection.

Therefore, he will often tease you and say things like "Aw, you wanna be held again?" when in reality, he is hiding the fact that he is dying for your affection.

But the poor guy cannot lie still to save his life, but when he eventually does, he is the coziest and nicest person to cuddle.

9/10.

◈ PANNACOTTA FUGO ◈

Another awkward person. He always feels threatened if someone were to touch him, so I can only guess that trying to cuddle him will not end so great.

He will tense up if you try to so much as touch him, and ask you what the fuck your doing. If you tell him what you're trying, he will relax the tiniest bit.

He will honestly just sit there like a statue and let you hold him, he is so damn awkward it's actually hilarious to see.

But again, he needs time. He will eventually warm up to your advances and attempts to hold him, and he won't be so awkward and tense.

He will actually find that proximity quite nice, and eventually grow addicted to the gentle touches.

Please play with his hair! Fugo also loves to lay down on your chest while your hands run through his strawberry blonde locks, it puts him at ease.

7/10

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bruabbasbellaragazza · 2 years

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That Damn Café [MM4F, MM4NB, MM4GNC]

synopsis: bruno and abbacchio punish you after a gang meeting.

mdni 18+: polyamory, established relationship,(slight) daddy kink, degredation (abba), praise (bruno), brat taming, use of nicknames (pretty, baby, princess, girl, slut, whore, & bitch), dry humping, choking, slight voyeurism, fingering, edging, love bites, breast play, spit play, slight masturbation, cum play, cum eating, (implied) breeding, dumbification, face fucking, dacryphilia, reverse cowgirl, double penetration, over stimulation, rough sex, (i hope that’s all the tags😭)

pairing: bruno x abbacchio x reader (afab, fem presenting, non-binary[usage of they/them pronouns])

note: this is my first piece pls be nice😭. also, i was very horny making this cuz i hadn’t engaged in hankey pankey for like a WEEK cuz i was w/ family🥲 apologies for the filth, i need to touch grass.

word count: 2.9k

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the bucci gang meetings have just been WAAAAY to long today. i mean the meetings are usually this long, but there’s something about today that just took everyone out. the day’s almost over but y’all are still at this damn café and your mind is playing tricks on you. nirancia’s starting to seem like a genius, fugo’s being less violent today, mista’s dead silent, and girono’s just asleep at this point.

but bruno and abbacchio? they start looking a little tew fine. they’re already gorgeous, but it’s something about you being tired and bored out of your mind that’s letting explicit thoughts enter your mind about your beloved boyfriends. until of course you decide tht this meeting can get a little *spiced up*

sitting in the chair between the two men, you start getting a little more clingy. starting with abbacchio, you “mindlessly” put your hand on his upper, inner thigh, and lay your head on his shoulder. this sudden touch made him perk up and look down at you. “you okay bella?” he said with adoring eyes. “yea, i’m just a little tired, that’s all.” you say snuggling even more into him, with your hand moving farther up his thigh.

you could hear him start to breathe a little harder the closer ur hand got to his clothed buldge. your head was also closer to his neck now, so you took that to your advantage and placed a little peck there. nothing too serious, but enough for him to fully grasp what you were trying to do.

his face started to turn a little red, as he makes a little cough to keep his composure as you start to palm him through his clothes. “oh so you want to act like a slut today huh?” he says under his breath making sure no one can hear. he puts a firm grasp on your wrist and looks at you with a glare as you give him a devious smirk in response. then his eyes shift and look at bruno to give him a signal.

you knew you were done for when he gave bruno that look. being that bruno was in the middle of speaking to everyone (who is barely paying attention at this point), he gives you a glare as he finishes his sentence. suddenly, to your surprise, he wraps up his lecture. you knew it was gonna be a long night if bruno ended a meeting early, so you pull away from abbacchio and try your best to put on your “good girl” attitude for the ride home. but you knew you were fucked no matter how hard you tried to hide what you just did.

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at the house

when the whole gang got back to the house, everyone disbursed into their rooms to relax for the rest of the day. you made your way quickly to your room making sure to avoid eye contact with bruno or abba and get out of their *possible* reach.

making it successfully to your room, 10 mins pass, then 20 pass so you think your in the clear until you get a text on your phone from bruno

“come into my room princess.”

the first word tht came to mind was ‘shit!’ but then your realized… “ain’t this kinda what i wanted anyways?” so accepting your fate, you respond and make your way upstairs to bruno’s room.

when you get to the door, you knock and bruno greets you at the door. “ciao mia bella principessa”, he says. “hi baby!” you say nervous as hell with a slight tone of precaution in your voice.

“so what was going on in the café today?” he asks. still trying to be oblivious, you go ahead and say that you were tired, which isn’t entirely false, then say you were just “resting on abba’s shoulder” while looking up with puppy eyes at the 6’1 man in front of you.

“you wanna tell him what else you were doing?”

you jump at abba’s deep voice behind you, because you knew you got caught. but you finally got what you wanted. you sandwiched between your gorgeous 6’1 capo boyfriend and your hunk 6’2 ex-cop boyfriend.

“but i didn’t do anything!” you snap back in a bratty tone.

all the sudden, abbacchio closes the door behind you, leans his back against it and pulls your back into him with his hands on both sides of your hips. “so not only are you a whore, your a liar too is that right bella” he says as he presses his hard buldge into your ass. “if you didn’t do anything, why am i hard right now hmm?”

you immediately get turned on feeling him behind you. “i don’t know? maybe i’m just that irresistible that you get off on just the sight of me. something you’re to scared to admit baby” you say smiling back at him in a bratty tone but are immediately snatched of your talking rights when abba places a rough hand around your throat and forces you to face bruno.

“oh mia dolce bella ragazza, if you wanted to be fucked so bad you should’ve just said so. now we have to punish you principessa” bruno says while he walks towards you caging you in with abba still behind you. he lifts up your chin like he’s going to kiss you but goes right past and brings his lips to abbacchio’s. while you turn you head to watch the sultry scene before you, you massage bruno’s cock and continue to roll your hips on abba, all three of you letting out little moans.

as bruno pulls away, a string of saliva connects the two’s lips and they both give you a dangerous look. bruno saw the desperation in your eyes and pulled your mouth into his. as you two are sloppily making out, abbacchio releases his hand off your throat and pulls up your skirt to reveal your sopping wet, black, lace panties. a set both bruno and abba enjoyed seeing you get ruined in.

“already a mess for us after all that teasing huh? what if i just-“, and in one motion, abba moves your panties to the side and sticks two digits in, immediately rubbing your sweet spot from the inside while abusing your neck with marks.

you moaned into bruno’s mouth and he used that as access to push his tongue into your mouth as he brought his hands up your back to undo your terrible excuse for a shirt(those head scarf shirts that you tie in the back!).

“hmmmm” they both hum in unison at the sight of your bare breasts out. your nipples hardened by the cold air. bruno wastes no time in massaging them with both hands as he violates your mouth.

in your head you already learned your lesson. you’re already reaching your peak by bruno and abba stimulating everything at once mixed with the lewd noises of abba’s fingers moving in and out of your wet cunt, arousal dripping on the floor and down your leg already and the pretty moans escaping both of them.

abbacchio feels your walls pulsate, letting him know your about to cum then- “bruno, stop” abbacchio says.

you snap back, breathless and drunk off of your two boyfriends already. you cant even say anything but your needy eyes do all the talking.

“you look so beautiful like this princess-” bruno says taking a step back to admire you. “but dirty sluts like you don’t deserve to cum until we say so” abba says as he takes his fingers out of you and shoves them down your throat, ordering you to suck his fingers clean.

Bruno then proceeds to walk over to the edge of his bed, still standing up he motions for you and abba to meet him. “get on your knees baby” he says. and you obliged looking up at him as he pets your head.

“since our pretty girl is being disrespectful today i think we should ruin that little throat of theirs so they can’t talk back. what do you think abbacchio?” he says still keeping eye contact with you and he grazes his thumb over your supple bottom lip.

“i agree. i think our pretty little bitch needs a punishment” abba replies looking down at you.

soon enough, you hear the click of both their belts and see their pants and briefs drop to their ankles along with the rest of their suits coming off and then pushing everything to the other side of the room.

not only were their bodies toned like greek gods, both your men were PACKING. Bruno on the longer side while abbacchio on the girthy side. nonetheless they both knew how to ruin you in more ways than one. bruno applies more pressure to your bottom lip, forcing your mouth to open up for him. he spits in your mouth “fuck you’re so pretty mama. can you swallow for me?” you don’t even hesitate and down his saliva with the quickness.

“look at the pretty little slut doing what their told” abbacchio says with his hands tangled in your hair, forcing you to look up at him. abbacchio spits but this time not for your mouth, it’s to add some slick for bruno’s cock while he pumps his length.

that scene had your mind going beserk. all you wanted to do now was make your two men feel good.

with the hand that’s in your hair, abbacchio aligns your mouth with bruno’s pink tip. you open your mouth slightly to try and tease bruno a little, but abba continues to push until the entire shaft isn’t even visible, making you choke. tears leave your ducts and bruno let’s out a moan from the warm sensation of you wrapped around him. “fuuuuck baby you feel so good” he moans and you hum while his length is inside you, stimulating him.

bruno and abba are enamored by how pretty you look beneath them like this. you stay still for a while until abba starts to bob your head back and forth on bruno’s cock, the sight making abbacchio’s member stiffen up even more. “why don’t you put those pretty hands to work baby?” abbacchio says while bruno is lost in pleasure.

hearing your side conversation, bruno takes it upon himself to slick up abbacchio for you. after he spits on his cock, you bring your hand up to pump abbacchio’s member.

“you’re so needy pumping us both at once. letting us use you like a dirty fucking sex toy. huh bella,” abbacchio moans out. just you doing this much is enough for them to want to reward you for being such a good girl for them and taking your punishment so well.

bruno uses his free hands to pull abbacchio into another kiss. this one is even better than before. you get to see your boyfriends moaning into each other’s mouths with each sloppy kiss as you pleasure them.

there’s so many noises going on. the lewd noises of your mouth taking bruno in and the wet noises of abbacchio’s precum being spread all over him. to the high pitched moans coming from all three of you. any outsider would be touching themselves just from the beautiful sounds you all are making.

this sight lasts a few more moments until bruno feels his release starting to come on. he pulls away from the kiss with abba and has both hands on the back of your head. bobbing ur head up and down, fast, using your mouth like a flesh light. “princepessa i’m gonna fucking cum down that slutty throat of yours and you’re gonna swallow every last drop. alright baby” he says as he’s charging into you back and forth. all you could do is let out a “mmmmm” in response and soon you feel his hot release coat your throat after a few more strokes.

in the meantime, abbacchio takes in this sight by pumping his own length since bruno took you over. watching his gorgeous slut of a partner take his pretty boyfriend in like that was enough to send him over the edge as he touched himself.

bruno released his length from your mouth “such a good bella ragazza” he moaned as he rubbed his cock all over you lips. bruno then brought you up to take in the taste of him on your tongue and it was blissful. when he finished tasting you, he finally sat down on the edge of the bed, taking off your skirt and lace panties, and placed you in his lap so that you could face abbacchio while also pinning your hands behind your back.

“mmm baby you thought your punishment was over? it’s daddy’s turn to fuck that abused throat now” abbacchio coos.

“t-too m-much” you whine barely able to speak.

“aww pretty baby’s so dickmatized, that they’re too dumb to form a sentence.” abbacchio says with a smirk and bruno lets out a little chuckle. “but since you’ve been taking your punishment so well, we just might reward you principessa, bruno says while layering kisses on your neck and collar bone.

still pumping himself, abbacchio gets closer to you and inserts himself into your mouth making your throat go through round two. like bruno, abbacchio abused your throat thrusting in and out till tears sent your mascara running down your face. this time tho abbacchio had an idea. when he felt like he was close he took himself out.

bruno let’s go of your hands behind your back and widens your legs so your feet are planted on the bed and your glistening pussy is on display. he then grabs ahold of your waist.

“instead of cumming in your throat i wanna cum on that slutty little pussy of yours.” abbacchio states as he pumps himself. he then aligns his cock with your pussy and rubs his dick up and down your folds. making you squirm in bruno’s hands. the sensation of abba’s tip brushing against your clit. almost made you go brain dead at that point. your creamy juices coating his cock as he moves up and down, moaning with every movement, until finally abba’s thick white substance spurts everywhere. on your stomach, breasts, and most importantly your pretty pussy. the cumin that didn’t land on your heat, was wiped off with your free hand which you then brought to your mouth, and licked clean all while keeping eye contact.

“you’re gonna drive me insane baby. i think our pretty little bitch deserves to be rewarded now dont’cha think capo?” he says rubbing his cum in.

“oh they definitely get to cum now” bruno says in your ear. he then uses one hand to make circles around your throbbing cunt. “but before you do, you have to beg for it mama” he says

“c-capo p-please i-i need y-you b-both to fill m-me up” you say with desperation in your hoarse throat.

“goddamn, you’re so perfect baby even with a hoarse throat” bruno coos behind you.

lifting you up by your waist, bruno coats his dick in yours and abba’s juices by rubbing against your folds for lube, aligns himself with your back door and seats you back down on his lap. the beautiful noises you let out make bruno shower you in kisses while abbacchio comes up and aligns himself with your front entrance. another lewd moan escapes your lips as you feel both your boyfriends inside of you at the same time. stretching your tight holes out.

you don’t even know words anymore, you can only make sounds as bruno and abbacchio move in and out of you in unison, hitting every sweet spot you could’ve had in mind. the pain mixed with pleasure was just the thing you wanted since the beginning of the day.

loud moans from you and your men filling up the room as you three all feel each other at once. the slapping noises of your ass hitting bruno’s lap and abbacchio slamming into you at the same time.

“looks like one little thing’s missing some attention” abba notices how pretty and lonely your clit looks and starts to rub circles with his thumb. this only intensified the feeling for you. this whole thing started off as punishment and ended up with your men making you cum the hardest you ever had. your juices started to mix with theirs, creamy rings forming around the base of both of their cocks. that pit in your stomach was getting bigger and bigger.

grunts, groans, and moans filling the air making you reach your release. “c-cumming p-please” you attempt to say.

“cum on us beautiful while we fill up ur holes”

“that’s right baby. your little pussy is so perfect”

“cum b-baby. c’mon” they say back and forth until all three at the same time make loud noises that fill up the room. everyone riding out their highs with each other.

finally everything’s calmed down. heavy breathing from the three of you fills the room as you all snap back to reality. you all are sprawled out on top of each other. cuddling and kissing each other until you all finally fall asleep from being tired. all because of that meeting at that damn café.

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tags: @darwh on deviantart

#bruno bucciarati #abbacchio leone #bruno x reader #abbacchio x reader #bruno x abbacchio x reader #bruabba x reader #bruno smut #bruno bucciarati smut #abbacchio smut #jjba #jjba part 5 #jjba smut #bucciarati gang #bruabba smut

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bronxdogs · 8 months

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They sleep pipipipi 💤

Lineart without colors ~ I can't find a color palette yet, pls HelpD:

#cioccolata jjba #jojo part 5 #jojos bizzare adventure golden wind #cioccolata #secco jojo #seccolata #secco jjba #jojo no kimyou na bouken #unita speciale #bucciarati gang #tiziano jojo #squalo and tiziano #jjba squalo #jjba diavolo #vinegar doppio

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starmaru · 3 months

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yall look who showed up to the Chicago bean,..

#jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #vento aureo #jjba vento auero #la squadra esecuzioni #jjba diavolo #vinegar doppio #there’s a hidden dio #bucciarati gang #jjba cioccolata #jjba secco #tiziano and squalo #jjba tiziano #jjba squalo

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mila-uchiha · 2 years

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Hiii love your blog💗can I request Bruno with a s/o who once worked in a brothel and feels she’s too filthy for him?? NSFW can be added too:)

You're Beautiful ☾ Bucciarati x Fem!Reader

a/n: writing for my love bruno again<3 enjoy peeps

warnings: NSFW (minors DNI), swearing, praise kink, oral fem receiving, pet names, squirting, just a lotta sensual smut w ma boy

word count: 1.8k

Everything in the past two weeks had led up to this moment now.

Bruno had finally invited you to stay the night at his after you two met while he was on a mission for Passione. From then on, he showed interest in you and would invite you out on dates at expensive, world class restaurants, treating you in ways that made you fall for him despite the limited time you spent together and limited physical contact. He had only kissed you once and even that was enough. He was a gentleman, after all.

Bruno was perfect. Everything you had hoped for in a guy, but it was nerve wrecking, knowing that you held onto a secret that could change the way he viewed you.

Tonight was the first time you had visited his lavish penthouse, which soothed your nerves since you realized he wouldn't have invited you to sleep over if he didn't care, but as you stared at yourself in the mirror while in the elevator of his apartment building, you prepared for the worst.

"Amore, welcome." You were greeted by Bruno along with a soft kiss on your cheek, making you blush. As he showed you around and offered to take your bags, you felt your nerves rising.

Bruno, however, was very good at distracting you. He insisted that he cooked dinner and the next two hours consisted of you laughing at his clumsiness in the kitchen as well as the romantic candle lit dinner on his balcony looking over the city.

Everything felt perfect until you once again remembered that you had to tell him. You had to, but every time it was brought up, your mind immediately dismissed it.

After dinner and a few drinks later, Bruno escorted you to his bedroom, resting you down on his bed while he went to change and insisting that you did the same. So you did. You put on a sexy, lavender set of lingerie, expecting him to admire and not touch, however you didn't realize the kind of night he had in store for you.

"Wow," he blushed as he walked out of his bathroom wearing nothing but grey sweatpants. "So that's how tonight's gonna go, huh?" He chuckled.

You played dumb, putting on your best set of doe eyes while he walked over to you as you sat on the edge of his bed. His hand met your cheek, caressing it as you two held eye contact.

"I'm sorry, should I change?" You asked, wondering if you had maybe over done it on the outfit while your nerves began kicking in once more. Bruno leant down slowly, resting his lips on the lobe of your ear,

"Well, you can change if you want but either way, whatever you're wearing is coming off tonight," he grinned.

This made your heart rate sky rocket as your mind remembered that you had to tell him.

"Bruno I-"

He cut you off with a kiss. A slow, sensual kiss that left you wanting more. A kiss that made your worries go away. He picked you up from the foot of his bed and rested you down gently, leaving your head to sit perfectly on his satin pillows.

He climbed on top of you and in between your legs, leaving a space between your bodies, before kissing you again but this time, longer. This time consuming kiss made your thoughts run wild as the same issue was brought up again in your mind, causing you to push him away. He could tell something was wrong.

"Y/n, are you okay?" He pried. You struggled to look directly at him.

"Bruno.." You took a deep breath. "Bruno, I have to tell you something."

He looked at you with sincerity as he tried to ease your nerves,

"What is it amore?" He seemed confused. "Do you not want to do this? Are you a virgin? Trust me I've heard it all."

"Bruno, no I-" Another deep breath. "I don't think you're gonna like what I tell you." Tears began filling your eyes as his hand met your chin, lifting your head up.

"Hey, hey it's okay, talk to me"

"Bruno I-" He smiled at you, calming your nerves and making you feel safe. "I used.. to work.. in a brothel." A huge weight was lifted off your shoulders.

"I'm sorry if you look at me differently. If you want me to leave I understand. Most guys wouldn't want someone as filthy as me," you frowned visibly.

Moments passed in silence as Bruno stared at you until finally breaking that silence,

"Y/n..." Here we go, the worst was about the come.

"You think I'd care about that?" Or maybe not. You were shocked by his response as you finally gained the courage to maintain eye contact with him while he continued,

"It doesn't matter what you did in the past. I'm here with you, right now, and that's all that matters." An even larger weight was lifted off your shoulders.

"But-" You struggled to form a sentence. "But why would you want to be with someone like me? I'm filth-" He cut you off again,

"Don't ever use that fucking word to describe yourself. You're beautiful." This time, it was you, rushing in to kiss him as you felt pure bliss. As you broke away from his soft lips you spoke once more,

"You're the only guy that has ever accepted that part of me."

"Well you've been with some idiots before, then." His eyes trailed down to your lavender lingerie. "C'mon baby, take this off." He tugged at the fabric. "Let me see your body so I can show you how beautiful you are."

And so you took it off, lifting off the dress to expose your bare breasts and a matching lace pantie while your hands immediately covered yourself because for some reason, you felt shy in front of him. You had been so used to being touched and used in the past, but being around Bruno was different. It granted you this new timidity that you never experienced before.

As he realized that you were trying to cover yourself up with your hands, he immediately grabbed your wrists, pinning your hands to the side of your head.

"No, y/n, I told you I was going to show you how beautiful you are. Why won't you let me?" He asked. You shrugged,

"I don't know, I just get nervous. I don't want you to think I'm all... used up and filth-"

"Amore, what did I say about using that word?" He demanded.

"I'm sorry Bruno.. Go ahead."

"Good girl." And with that, he began kissing at your neck, your collarbone, your chest, until his mouth met your right nipple, kissing gently while making eye contact.

"So-" He kissed your nipple. "Fucking-" Another kiss. "Beautiful-" A final kiss, before his tongue began circling around it, causing you to release a few moans which caught his attention.

"Ohhh baby, even your moans are beautiful," he added as he was now face to face with you again. "I'm gonna make you moan whole night so I can hear your pretty voice." His hand caressed your cheek as his lips met yours again kissing gently before pulling away,

"Amore, will you let me kiss you everywhere?" He asked in a demanding yet soft voice. You nodded which caused him to grin as he began placing more kisses on your collarbone and chest, but he didn't stop there. His kisses trailed lower and lower until his lips had reached your pantie.

"You're so cute, wearing such sexy underwear for me." He let his thumb rest directly onto your clit through the lace which caused you to let out a louder moan.

"Fuck, yes. Such pretty moans." He let his thumb trail gently around your clit through the fabric as he listened to your soft moans continue. It was ecstasy for him, but he couldn't wait any longer.

He slowly pulled down your pantie, leaving you completely naked on his bed as he was now face to face with your opening, watching it in awe.

"Fuck, even your cunt is beautiful."

Without warning, he began placing soft kisses on your clit, relishing in your taste and causing your moans to get louder and louder, from his kisses alone as your body jerked.

"Look at you squirming under my touch. Stay still for me amore, I'm trying to taste you properly." You nodded, obeying his wishes as his hands held your hips down. His kisses stopped and his tongue was now gently flicking your clit left to right, causing you to scream out his name,

"Fuck! Bru-no"

The pace of his tongue increased as he then inserted two fingers, hitting your spot perfectly as if his hands were made for you. He lifted up for a second as the thumb of his free hand was now flicking your clit,

"Yes baby, continue moaning. I'm only gonna let you cum if I can hear you moan loud okay?"

You nodded. At this point you'd do anything for him. His tongue met your clit once again as his pace increased, his fingers pumping in and out of you and you obeyed his wishes again, moaning his name constantly so he could hear.

He began getting sloppy, literally eating your cunt as if it was the best thing he had ever put in his mouth and within seconds, you were nearing your orgasm. That familiar feeling was approaching and you were moaning more than you ever had,

"Fuck- Bruno... m gonna cum Bruno 'm gonna cum" and with that, you came undone in front of him, moaning heavily and deeply while you squirted all over him. And he let you. He let you squirt all over his sheets, all over his face, in his mouth, and he was enjoying every single second of it.

As he helped you ride out your orgasm, kissing your clit softly at the end, he finally lifted up and took his fingers out of you, putting them in his mouth and sucking them so he could taste you once again.

"Fuck, y/n, you taste amazing."

You chuckled, out of breath, and finally spoke after you tried to compose yourself,

"Fuck. I just squirted. I haven't done that in a while, Bruno."

He grinned, "Really? Well have you forgotten you're sleeping here?" He lifted himself up to meet you face to face as he allowed his bulging crotch to rest onto your bare pussy, rocking his hips gently.

"That isn't the last time you're squirting tonight," he spoke. His lips met yours in a passionate kiss and he began grinding his hips as his hands caressed your tits.

"Get ready amore, I'm gonna show you how beautiful you are tonight in many different ways."

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pfpanimes · 10 months

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⌕ jojo's bizarre adventure - bruno bucciarati. 🏳️‍🌈

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ambyandony · 11 months

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-so there are monster hunters in this au too. mista's willful ignorance is a genuinely incredible thing.

also bonus top 3 people whose mouths you should not put your hands near, the other two are squalo and ghiaccio and it's for the exact same reason as narancia

update sep 12 2023: added image descriptions

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3am-silence · 1 year

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Newbie has no manners nor does fear God

🐞: What are you looking at?

🍓: Give it back...

🐞: Give you back what? Your dignity?

🍓: My fucking wallet, sassy

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noaltbruh · 2 years

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Okay…how would the 😏bucci gang😏 react to going on a fine dinner date with their s/o. When their food is on the table s/o is like ”can i taste your food?😍” After the dinner s/o gives them a puppy dog eyes and says they are still hungry. 😭 (not me implying myself here😳)

So in short s/o is a foodie ❤️🥘 or really hungry person in genarally!

You can ignore this random request, but i thought it was pretty funny. 😅

(i would bit somebodys hand off if they even looks at my food-) 😟

Thank you!☺️

Oh I know you! I've seen you liking basically every post I make, just letting you know I'm very thankful for your support!

Also SORRY IF IT TOOK SO LONG- I'd like to say that it's because I've been on a vacation and I haven't had much time to write...BUT I'M STILL PLAYING HOLLOW KNIGHT AND THAT FUCKING PATH OF PAIN I- NWTSISJSVSUO

I'm sorry ok this is your request I hope you like it-

Bucci gang with a foodie S/O 🥘

Giorno 🐞

I see Giorno as a bit of a picky eater. He was most definitely malnourished early in his life, and his relationship with food just never was the best.

With that being said, he definitely enjoys fancy dinners and they're one of his favourite ways to spoil you when he's not busy on missions!

He thinks it's cute how you're so eager to try his food too, and he'd definitely feed you, whether you're with the rest of the gang or not, it doesn't matter.

He would also ask you if you'd like some more. If you don't stop yourself, you might end up eating both of you's dinner without even realizing. Golden boy wouldn't even bat an eye about it, he's just happy to see you're enjoying yourself.

He can't help but chuckle when you hit him with the puppy eyes and beg him to bring to eat something else. He is a bit worried you might get sick if you exaggerate, but he'll let it slide for once.

The two of you will probably get some ice-cream, this bit knows where to find the best sweets in all town, they're kind of his guilty pleasure.

He won't say anything about your eating tendencies for the most part. As long ad it doesn't affect your health or body, he has no reason to stop you.

However, he reminds you from time to time to be careful, he'd blame himself if you felt sick and hadn't done anything to even try to prevent it.

He does become more firm if you end up feeling bad.

He's not the best cook, but he would surprise you with the finest meals prepared by the best chefs in Italy as a way to apologize for all the time he has to be away from you.

Also, he loves to feed you chocolate pudding.

Bruno 🤐

I think Bucciarati has an incredibly fine taste when it comes to food. He enjoys simple, homemade meals, because they remind him of the happy moments in his childhood. However, he has quite a liking for more complex plates as well, he's an elegant young man, after all.

Just like his friend, he loves to take you out on dinner whenever he gets a night off. He's a gentleman at heart and believes that romantic dates like this are the best way send you in awe.

He gives you a sweet smile and gently directs his fork to your lips when you ask him to have some, and he's happy to see how much you seem to be enjoying yourself. He didn't understand yet how you would have loved literally anything he fed you.

He's more surprised than Giorno when you tell him you're still hungry though, but he can't resist the tenderness in your eyes. He'd gladly accompany you ti get something else, even though it's more mundane than the dinner you just had. He thinks it's a nice change.

But he probably doesn't get anything himself, I believe he has a small stomach, so he quickly gets full.

He's more strict than Giorno when it comes to your eating habits. He will often be there to remind you not to go overboard with your meals. Maybe it'll annoy you from time to time, but remember that he's just doing it for your own good.

With that being said...Bruno also loves to cook, and he can't help but prepare the best plates you'll ever have in your life when he gets the chance too. Bonus point if you also like fish! Bucciarati would love to go fishing from time to time, so expect some exquisite sea food being served at the table if he gets a day off.

Mista 🔫

This dude could eat the entire restaurant, the furniture and the waitresses too, and still claim to be hungry. Like- he needs to feed his fucking stand in order to get them to work. It's not like he's a picky eater either, you could give him inedible stuff and you can bet what you what he's gonna eat that anyway.

I can't see him as someone who likes fancy dates and restaurants, but he'd gladly bring you to one if it makes you happy. He's got money to spend anyway so why not lol.

He's not as quick as the others are to let you try his food though, he's a lot like you when it comes to this sort of thing and he doesn't like sharing. He probably already had to do so with the Pistols, cut him some slack.

It doesn't take long for you to convince him though, your puppy eyes and some "PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE" should do the trick just fine.

He feeds you too, but only because he wants to make sure you don't end up eating the entire plate.

He comments on how cute you are and quickly goes back to his meal. He'll probably ask you if he can get yours too, and won't stop bugging you 'till you agree.

You end up arguing and get kicked out of the place lmao

You had fun though, he'd definitely do it again if he could.

You both said "I'm still hungry" at the same exact time while you were walking down the street. You looked at each other with a huge grin on your faces ad you already spotted a food stand not to far away in the distance. You bought basically everything they had, it was a night to remember.

You got food poisoning the next day but it's okay, it was all worth it.

He couldn't care less about your eating habits and actually encourages them. He can only cook basic meals so the two of you often get take out, especially since he's too lazy to cook, but you have fun challenging each other to see who can eat more, neither if you ever wins.

You just collapse in the sofa unable to move for the next five hours.

Narancia 🍊

I have this headcanon that Narancia likes to eat, and always tried to follow a varied diet, but he has an incredibly small stomach. You'll see him eating a lot, but it's either because he's gluttonous or because he's kinda forcing himself hoping he'll grow a bit more.

Like Mista, I think he'd find fancy restaurants to be extremely laaaame, but he'll make an effort not to stab a waiter out of boredom for you. He might even brush his hair just to look decent.

He doesn't understand why every meal is so small, yet probably costs more than your organs put together. When you tell him it's because it's high-quality food, he just shrugs and goes back to eat.

He almost chokes when you ask him to try something from his meal, I think it's pretty much canon that he doesn't like sharing it, just like you.

He will complain a bit, but overall agrees just to see you happy, after laughing and commenting on how funny your puppy eyes look.

He doesn't feed you though, just hands you the plate and waits 'till you're done, but he'll take it back as soon as he can.

He'll ask you to try your own in return and will snitch it from you if you don't give it to him willingly. It basically becomes a competition on who can steal more stuff from the other.

After you leave the place, Orange boy is even faster than you and asks to go grab something else before you can even open your mouth. It turns into a race at who can arrive first to the nearest pizzeria, and the two of you end up eating it in top of the nearest stone wall.

Narancia isn't really concerned about your eating habits, but there might be times when he just has to stop and watches you in pure confusion and shock as you keep on chewing like it's nothing.

He can't cook for shit, but you're a lucky one, because you get the special pass that will make him share his snacks with you. It's an honor he doesn't give to many, be grateful for it.

He becomes more careful if you ever were to feel sick though, especially since he would have no idea of what to do to help you get better and probably burn a cup trying to prepare a camomile for you.

Fugo 🍓

Fugo is that kind of person that looks at food and is already full somehow. He might even skip a meal or two if he's too busy with work or just caught up in something else, so please try to remind him to take care of himself before it becomes a recurring habit.

When it comes to fancy restaurants and dinners, I think Fugo wouldn't mind them and would carefully follow the place's etiquette. Although I can't help but think he'd also be extremely nervous, thinking of any possibly way he could make a fool out of himself in front of all those important or rich people.

He isn't very skeptical when it comes to food, and enjoys what the chef has to offer. He has no problem sharing it with you when you ask him, but I do believe he'd be a bit surprised, considering how much stuff you've already ordered for yourself.

Another one who would hand you the plate, but tells you to be quick. He knows one shouldn't take food from the other's, but he's too shy to feed it to you himself.

He'd give you a little smile and remarks how much you seem to be enjoying yourself, which makes him happy and helps him loosen up a bit of the tension he has created inside of his brain.

He may not agree immediately when you tell him you want to go grab something else. He doesn't understand how you can still be hungry after such a dinner, but he's not in the mood for arguing and is afraid he may lose his patience if you insisted too much, so he decides to play along.

He doesn't have the stomach for anything else, unless we're talking about a strawberry flavored dessert. He'll probably feel ashamed of himself for eating so much the next day.

He probably remarks a couple of times how an excessive assumption of food could be bad for your health etcetera...

Although he'd get incredibly technical and specific about it, so whether you listen to him or not it's up to you, just remember he's doing it for your sake.

Abbacchio 🔄

A huge picky eater. I mean, he'd eat almost anything if he has to, but there are few things Abbacchio genuinely enjoys eating.

I do believe that he'd love to go on a dinner date with you, but he would highly dislike the atmosphere, probably because of all the rich guys giving him weird looks for the dark way he dresses.

With that being said, he's probably way more interested in trying some wines rather than the actual plates they serve. He might even start to ramble to you about their differences in taste, their quality, the country they were made in and all.

So when you ask him to have some of his food, he's kind of startled. He looks at you, sighs and feeds you a forkful of whatever he happened to be having. He doesn't want you to take stuff from his plate, that's disgusting.

He really likes long walks and was planning on simply relaxing, when you had the courage to give him that fake innocent look and tell him you wanted more.

He's unsure if he should go along with you or not, but he doesn't even have the time to think about it, considering you've already taken his hand and are dragging him to the nearest food stall you could find.

He tells you to stop eating so much and that it's bad for your health, but he's secretly chuckling to himself seeing your goofy smile as you get your face all dirty.

Will probably hand you and handkerchief to clean yourself lol.

You insist on wanting to try something made by him, but Abbacchio constantly claims that he can't cook.

He's lying.

He could prepare basic meals before and during his time as a Passione soldato, but I can't help but think he's gotten consistently better at it, having to help Bruno cook for 5 people.

Will shove off any compliment you try to give him, commenting how you simply "like everything"

Trish 🎙

I believe Trish has a huge sweet tooth, but kinda keeps it hidden, since it would mind of ruin her whole appearance as someone who's very careful to her physical form. She does make an effort not to exaggerate and is pretty good at it, since she forces herself on a pretty strict diet most of the time.

She loves to go from party to party and have fun, but she doesn't mind a fancy dinner with her significant other once in a while! She is quite busy with her singing career, and only wants the best for her and her darling. Besides...It's the perfect chance for her to wear that new pink dress she's been meaning to show off.

She only picks the most high-classed meal the restaurant has to offer, but she doesn't even get the chance to try it before your eyes already fall on it. She'll raise an eyebrow and say "Really?" While trying to contain a small chuckle, but she won't say no. She thinks you're so adorable when you give her that look and will call you puppy for the rest on the night because of your eyes.

When you left the place, the thought of getting a dessert somewhere else crossed her mind, but she didn't dare to express it out loud.

That is, of course, until you shamelessly did for her. You kind of expected her to be surprised or not to accept immediately, but boy were you wrong.

This girl will happily hold tighter to your hand as she leads you to her favourite gelateria. She'll ask you of you want to share an ice cream with her, but you both end up taking your own because you're too gluttonous.

If you were to remark how, to your surprise, Trish seems to be having a blast as much as you, she'll deny everything and will probably say that she's just doing it because you wanted to.

Since she's the daughter of a single mom, I think she learned how to cook just to help out Donatella as much as she could when she was still alive. She doesn't like to and is not an expert chef, but she tries.

If we're talking about baking, however, she's all in for that! One day, she might even surprise you with a picnic on the beach or park, full of sweets prepared by her :)

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bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts · 2 years

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Warmer

Warnings: stalking, kidnapping, noncon touching/groping, detailed sexual assault, implied noncon, Melone being creepy, Melone is a warning of his own tbh

“Fuck, what time is it?” I groaned, throwing an arm over my face to block out the sun that always managed to find its way over my curtains and into my room.

“And why’s it so cold?” I shivered, using my other hand to feel around for my blankets to pull them further up.

I always went to sleep with two blankets, but this morning I only felt one as I pulled it up to my neck and turned over.

Waking up with one blanket was not unusual with my tendency to move around in my sleep, but the smell of sweat and something earthy coming from my blanket was.

Come to think of it, my mattress felt off too… it didn’t feel soft and comforting, instead it felt like I was sleeping on cold, hard concrete with nothing but a thin layer of spongy foam under me.

Suddenly very awake, I shot up and looked around.

This was not my home….

This was not my room….

Who were these men on the floor?

Where was I?

Instead of walls with warm grey paint, the walls were concrete with chips and cracks scattered here and there.

Instead of a clean, wooden door, there was a dirty metal door leading into the room.

Instead of windows with curtains, there were windows with bars.

Instead of a bed with a soft mattress under me, and three warm blankets on top of me, I was on top of a shitty little mattress on the concrete, covered by a thin blanket with the same kind of stains as the mattress.

Instead of a mirror facing the bed with a dresser under it, there was a mirror that was built into the wall facing the ratty, stained mattress.

Thoroughly disgusted by the realisation that I had practically cuddled into unknown stains, I threw the blanket off of me and stood up, trying to figure out the best course of action.

I wasn’t sure if waking up any of the men would work, so I started towards the door, wondering if it might be unlocked.

I placed my hand on the handle and pushed, then pulled.

Neither worked.

“Y-Y/N?” A groggy voice asked.

“…hello?” I looked around the room.

A couple of the men were starting to stir, one of them was already sitting up. He seemed to be taking in the surroundings as well.

The man had black hair in a neat, black bob, and a hard expression on his face.

He seemed intimidating.

“Y/N… how did you get here?”

I turned around, noticing for the first time that there was another person in the room sitting up.

“Uh- Giorno?!” I walked over to him, crouching down in front of him.

“Hey….” Giorno smiled weakly.

“Giorno, who’s that?” A guy with a hat asked defensively, sitting up as well.

“She’s-” Giorno started, but the man cut him off.

“Get away from her! She must be an enemy!” He reached down, feeling along the top of his pants. “Where’s my gun?!”

“Why would they leave you your gun?” I shook my head.

“Mista, stand down.” The man with the black bob called. “Giorno seems to know her, I don’t think she’s an enemy. Besides, she’s in the same room we are, why would she be in here if she wasn’t in the same situation?”

“This is Y/N… we’ve been friends for a few years now.” Giorno explained. “Y/N, these are my… coworkers, Mista and Bucciarati.”

“It’s nice to meet you, though I wish the circumstances were better.” I smiled softly, reaching my hand out to the black-haired man.

“I agree.” He chuckled softly. “I’m Bruno Bucciarati.”

“Oh, you’re the Capo he talked abo- oh fuck.” I grit my teeth. “I am an idiot.”

“What?” Bucciarati asked, confused at my sudden change.

“This must be Prosciutto’s doing. I knew he looked out of place!”

“Prosciutto? Isn’t he from the hitman squad?” Mista spoke up.

“He bumped into me on the street and, out of instinct, I apologised immediately, though it was his fault. He apologised right after, and he told me not to worry about it. He introduced himself; I introduced myself; he asked me to grab coffee; I said no; we went our separate ways. After that I saw him a couple other times on the street, but I didn’t really think anything of it… god damn it.” I stood up, walking to the nearest wall and throwing a punch at full force. “Damn it!”

“What’s going on?” A man with white hair asked, standing up quickly.

“I’m going to kill him. If I see him again, I’m gonna rip his goddamn throat out with my TEETH.” I punched the wall again.

“Who are you?” He looked at me.

“Y/N, stop, you’re bleeding.” Giorno got up and grabbed my hand.

“We have more important matters, in case you haven’t noticed.” I hissed.

“Exactly, so stop getting worked up about something that you can’t do anything about now.”

“Fuck you and your emotional magic.” I panted. “Fine. What’s the move? What’re we gonna do?”

Before anybody could answer, the door creaked open, and two men entered.

One had purple hair and a sort of mask over his eyes, though there was a hole over the right one. His outfit was strange, except for the gloves it was all one piece, but the part over his torso was like a jacket, though most of the right side was missing. All of it was leather, and very form-fitting.

The man next to him was very recognisable. Blonde hair, expensive suit; this was the one who had brought us here, this was-

“Prosciutto! You bastard!” I yelled, starting towards him angrily.

“Y/N, that’s a bad idea.” Giorno held me back, struggling to keep me in place.

“I am going to KILL YOU!” I spat.

“She’s a lively one, that’s for sure.” The man in the eccentric outfit smirked.

“Don’t get too comfy there, you’re not fucking safe!”

“Are you planning to use her for anything?” He asked.

“No. I took her for two reasons. One, because she knew too much, since she was always around with that kid.” Prosciutto pointed at Giorno. “When I found out that he was the newbie, I figured I should take the girl too, just in case.”

“And the other?”

“The other reason is that I took a bit of an interest in her. She had good manners, and the way I saw her interact with others was quite nice, I never witnessed her being unkind. So gentle, so sweet… so cute.”

“Would you mind if I… got to know her a bit?”

“As long as you don’t break her, I don’t mind.” Prosciutto shrugged, walking to the door. “You can stay if you want, Melone, but I have better things to do than sit around and stare at prisoners.”

Giorno let me go as Prosciutto walked out.

“Melone?” I whispered to myself.

“Did you say something?” He was suddenly next to me.

“Damn, you’re fast.” I flinched. He chuckled at me.

“You’re Y/N, right? I must say, you’re prettier in person.” Melone murmured, practically drooling as he looked me up and down, his gaze lingering on my legs. “I thought you looked good in the photos, but they don’t even come close to the real thing.”

“Gross….” I stepped back as Melone tried to caress my cheek with the back of his hand.

“So beautiful,” Melone let out a shaky sigh as I glared at him, “oh, you’re perfect.”

“Your buddy left you alone in a room full of stand users, you really think you can win?” Mista scoffed, interrupting the creepy interaction.

“He wouldn’t have done that if they didn’t have a plan.” Bucciarati warned him.

“It’s just him, no matter what the plan is we could beat him.” The white-haired man spoke.

“Abacchio,” Bucciarati stopped him, “that’s probably what they’re betting on us thinking.”

“That’s stupid! They can’t guess what we’re thinking!” A boy with black hair frowned angrily. “Can they, Fugo?”

“Not exactly, but they definitely have something up their sleeve if he’s completely fine being in here with us.” A man with blonde hair stood next to the boy.

“Guys… why won’t my stand come out?” Mista panicked.

“Cioccolata created a special little serum for all of you,” Melone’s smile turned malicious, “your stands are useless for an entire forty eight hours.”

I hadn’t noticed before, but there was a bandage on my upper arm, probably from when they injected the serum.

“So what happens after forty eight hours? You kill us?”

“Of course not! I would never kill you, bela. After forty eight hours, another injection will be administered to each of you.”

“How does it affect our stands? I’ve never met someone able to do that before.”

“I don’t know the exact science behind it, that’s his thing.” Melone grabbed my arm. “The only science I specialise in is anatomy.”

“What?” I tried to free my arm, but Melone was much stronger than me, despite only being about an inch taller.

“Don’t worry about it, Y/N,” he cooed, pulling me in and wrapping his arms around me, “you’re safe here, you don’t need your stand.”

“Let me go.” I struggled in his grip, letting out a yelp as he moved one of his hands down to my ass.

“You’re in such good shape, Bela.” Melone sighed, squeezing the back of my thigh before scooping me up bridal style.

“Hey! Put her down!” Giorno made a move to hit Melone, but stopped quickly when Melone turned so I would’ve been the one to be hit.

“Giorno, don’t do anything stupid.” I warned him. “I can handle myself, it’s best if you don’t fight him. Think about it, he isn’t the only one here; you knock him out, then what? Who knows how many people are out there, it could end very badly for us.”

“Quick thinker, aren’t you? Selfless, too.” Melone squeezed me to him a bit harder, leaning down to whisper in my ear, “You’d make a wonderful mother.”

“A WHAT?!” I put my hands on his chest and tried to push him away, hoping he would drop me, but he didn’t even budge.

“Leave her alone! She’s not even a part of this!” Giorno shouted.

“Nonono, stop! Remember what I said, you don’t have to get hurt, just… I’ll be back.” I assured him.

“What if you don’t come back?” Mista asked.

“Well, then you’re free to be as stupid as you want, but as long as I’m alive, I’m the one who makes bad decisions around here.” I smiled slightly at the guys before Melone carried me out of the room.

“Y/N!” I heard Giorno shout.

“I’ll be fine!” I screamed back.

As soon as we were out of earshot, the facade fell away.

“Where are you taking me?” I tried to squirm out of his grip, but he just changed the way he was holding me, wrapping my arms around his neck and keeping my body against his chest with one arm, and supporting me from the bottom with the other.

Melone carried me through the hallway, stopping at a slightly ajar black door and pushing it open.

“This… is a bedroom.” My breath caught in my throat as I remembered what he had said earlier. “I’m twenty, I’m not about to be a god damn baby mama for some psycho!”

“That discussion can wait,” he set me on the bed, “I just need to get to know you.”

“My name is Y/N, you know that much, isn’t that enough?” I squirmed as he climbed on top of me.

“I want to know everything about you,” he brought his face down to mine, staring into my eyes, “I want to know every curve, I want to touch all of you, I want to taste… all of you.”

I gasped as he nuzzled his face into my neck, inhaling deeply and letting out a breath that sounded a lot like a moan.

“You smell divine.” He licked a stripe up my neck. “And your taste… is…” I felt something hard against my thighs, “di molto bene.”

“Get off of me!” I tried pushing his shoulders.

“You’re different from other women I’ve seen,” he kissed the side of my neck, “I’m not usually… so aroused by every aspect.”

My eyes watered as he reached down to lift my shirt.

“No!” I held my shirt down with my hands, but it didn’t stop him.

He just straddled my waist, using both of his hands to rip my shirt in half from the top.

“I don’t want to use my stand on you,” he placed a hand on my stomach, rubbing it fondly, “I want to do this personally.”

“I am not going to carry a child, especially not yours!”

“Of course you are,” he brushed his knuckles against my cheek, “this is meant to happen, we’re meant to be together, Y/N.”

“You’re delusional.”

“No,” his hand trailed down to my breasts, grabbing my right one and squeezing lightly, “you just don’t see it yet. You’ll understand soon, I just need to help you. What better way to open your eyes than to have a baby?”

“Aside from the fact that I’m not having your child, there are so many better ways to open my eyes than to baby trap m- what are you doing?!” I squirmed as his hand let go of my breast and moved lower, tugging at the waistband of my pants to get them off.

“Just let this happen.” He shushed me, throwing my pants to the side.

“I will not just let this-” I yelped as he reached down my panties, running a finger through my folds and frowning when it came away dry.

“It doesn’t matter,” he pulled my panties down, unbothered by the swears I threw at him as I struggled, “I wanted to taste you anyways.”

Melone leaned down, placing his lips on mine. I kept my lips pressed together tightly as he swiped his tongue across my bottom lip, but accidentally parted them slightly in surprise as he bit down.

The feeling of somebody else’s tongue in my mouth wasn’t foreign to me, but the way Melone’s tongue left no part of my mouth untouched was much different. It was just as he said, he wanted to get to know every part of me.

I gasped as he pulled away, finally able to breathe again.

Panic began to settle in and I felt my body beginning to shake as I tried to control my breathing.

Of all the times to have a panic attack, of course it would be now.

“Oh, you’re shivering! Don’t worry,” he smiled in a way that was probably meant to be reassuring, but only made me feel even more uneasy, “you’ll feel warmer soon.”

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