#first mista ask! thank you!

[ddarker-dreams]

Scarlet ribbons but she is the one telling the boys how she thinks they are super pretty/handsome/etc.

(Ps love your writing sm, it cheered me up alot after i had a rough day yesterday uwu)

WAHH WHAT AN ADORABLE IDEA.... it's what they deserve tbh... my favs from part 5 are like the only people who get to be happy on this blog hrjktmger and i'm so glad that my writing helped cheer you up, i hope that the past few days have been treating you better!!

Reader is referred to as girlfriend here!

[Scarlet Ribbons index]

Giorno

He gets the cutest blush that he tries to hide by covering his face with his hand and clearing his throat. Passione's Don, who remains unwavering in the face of death, can't handle his beloved heaping praises upon him. No matter how suave he may act, your relationship is his first foray into romance. There's a slight shakiness to his voice when he returns your compliment. It doesn't help that there's this glint in your eye that tells him you'll be using this newfound knowledge to your advantage. He supposes it's only fair, considering his penchant for teasing you whenever possible, but maybe he'll go easy on you after learning how it feels. That isn't to say he dislikes your kind words — more so that the temporary loss in his composure is a strange sensation. Strange, yet not unwelcome.

Bruno

Your serious Capo melts on the spot at such ardent praise — he can feel Cupid's arrow piercing him in real time. He takes a moment to recollect himself, before wondering aloud what brought this on. When you point out that he compliments you all the time without any real reason, he puts his hands up in defense, conceding to your argument. If you're in public, he'll limit his response to a warm thank you. Should you be away from prying eyes, however, he'll pull you into an embrace. It serves a dual purpose. You won't be able to see the pink dusting his cheeks and he gets to wrap you up in his arms. You really are the light of his life, he'll tell you. As unconventional as the lifestyle you both lead is, it's moments like this where he delights in a shred of normalcy.

Fugo

His overactive brain temporarily short circuits. Fugo is the type to blush up to his ears, no matter how vehemently he denies it. This poor guy considers you infinitely out of his league and immediately assumes you broke the espresso machine or something and want to soften the blow by using flattery. He sputters for a few moments before his tongue recalls how to properly form coherent words. He'll downright ask what angle you're trying to use here. He isn't used to receiving compliments without the other person having an end goal in mind. Once it's clear you just felt like letting him know, he takes deep breaths to calm his heart, which he can hear thumping loudly. Fugo then starts saying that objectively speaking, you are far more aesthetically pleasing, and starts lifting off some mathematical terms that fly over your head.

Mista

Mista points at himself and says "Me?" just to make sure he heard you right. This is a big moment for him. It isn't that he doubts your physical attraction to him, but hearing it confirmed out loud in your sweet voice is a real treat. He'll sling an arm around your shoulder and drops the line, "You're not so bad yourself", because he thinks it sounds cool. Mista wants to maintain his laidback air, but when you say stuff like that, his stomach does soumersalts and his hands start sweating. He has this big goofy grin and confident gait the remainder of the day. The one trade off (in his opinion) is that the Pistols start swarming about, insisting that you pay them equal praise. Chaos ensues until you appease their neediness for your validation. It is his soul made manifest, after all.

Narancia

Narancia does a little fist pump and starts cheering internally. Although, if you called him pretty, he might pause and get petulant. He totally exudes machismo, he'll insist. He'll warm up to the compliment eventually, though, but he won't admit it. Regardless, he's hype about it. His energy skyrockets the rest of the day. He's all over you, peppering your face with kisses, picking you up and twirling you around, he's on cloud nine. He considers it his personal mission to shower you in praise and this only reaffirms the creed. He'll go up to random people in public, point at you, and say stuff like, "Isn't she so cute? That's my girlfriend, yeah, that pretty lady over there. Do you see her? Just look at her, she's amazing, the coolest ever, did you know she—" and on and on he'll go.

Abbacchio

Similar to Fugo, he initially assumes that you're trying to butter him up. He'll wryly ask what you intend to cajole him into doing. When you huff and insist that this is a no strings attached compliment, he'll study you, since he knows the many tells that signify you're lying. Upon realizing you're being genuine, he'll grumble a few words of gratitude and leave it at that. Don't let his composure fool you — his heart is pounding away like he's a hormonal teenager again. He will lie awake that night, your words repeating on a loop without his Stand's assistance, floating in this warm and fuzzy sensation. Abbacchio might not be the best with his words, but he swears an oath to compliment you properly the next time he sees you.

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[lathalea]

Entangled 2/10

The first question I'd like to ask you today is: Do you remember a little fic called The Best Day of My Life I wrote a while back? Don't worry, me neither ;) It simmered in my head and what started off as a standalone ficlet, grew into something bigger. Back then, it was written in the first-person narrative, but as it grew into a longer story in my head, I decided to change the subsequent chapters to the third-person perspective. This story was born from an inspiration I found when researching certain medieval traditions, especially when it comes to arranged marriages in royal families, and the role women played in these arrangements. It inspired me to wonder what it would look like in Dwarven societies of Middle Earth. I hope you enjoy it! Relationships: Thorin Oakenshield x Dwarf OFC (The Hobbit) Rating: G (subject to change) Warnings: ANGST Summary: Arranged marriages are common among the dwarven nobility. After reclaiming the Lonely Mountain, the Kingdom Under the Mountain needs to be rebuilt. Thorin agrees to marry a lady from the Blue Mountains, securing a mutually beneficial alliance with the Broadbeam Dwarves. Lady Mista is said to be a practical and hard-working dwarf-woman, willing to give him an heir who would secure the line of succession. A decent queen material, his advisors say. If only Thorin could let go of his past… You can find this fic on AO3 (search for lathalea). Special thanks for @legolasbadass for all your help and support 💙 ✨ Chapter list: Chapter 1 (Prologue) | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 ...

Khuzdul: Azsâlul'abad - the Lonely Mountain (both the mountain and the dwarven kingdom known among Elves and Men as Erebor) Uzbad ra zabdûna undu ‘Urd - King and Queen Under the Mountain

TA 2942, one year after the Reclamation of Azsâlul'abad

“Your Majesty, My Lady, brothers and sisters in stone, we have all eagerly waited for this moment,” The High Priest’s sonorous voice rang out in the festively decorated Great Hall of the Lonely Mountain. “May the Pleating Ceremony commence!”

It was happening. 

Mista swallowed. It felt as if the eyes of every single person present in the cavern were on her. As instructed earlier, Mista took off the veil that had covered her hair which was unbraided and adorned only with minuscule diamonds, and stepped stiffly towards the King. Her hands were clammy, and she tried not to stumble. The slippers and the opulent ceremonial gown she wore were incredibly uncomfortable and heavy. What a blunder it would be if she landed on the floor face down at that very moment! The court etiquette did not forbid her to wear her glasses, so at least she could see her surroundings clearly… including the crowds that gathered for the ceremony in the Great Hall. 

Closing her eyes, she focused on her breathing, then something brushed against her temple. Mista flinched like a startled pony.

“No need to be alarmed, My Lady.” A low, rumbling murmur reached her ears. It was the King’s voice; she could have recognized his calm, confident manner everywhere. “Allow me to choose a suitable lock of your hair.” “By all means, Your Majesty,” Mista mumbled, feeling how close he stood to her, his arm brushing against hers, and how his fingers slowly ran through her hair. She did not know that a male touch could be so gentle. The only people allowed to touch her hair before this day were her mother, sister, and personal maid.

“Thank you, My Lady. Would you allow me to compliment you?” the King said and, not waiting for her reply, he  added. “I do not think I have seen such exquisite hair before.”

“I… thank you, Your Majesty,” she whispered, attempting to calm herself. Did the King himself truly think her hair was exquisite? A realisation dawned upon her. Of course not; he must have referred to its uncommon length, that was all. It was the only source of Mista’s pride — perhaps the colour of her hair was plain and common, but she had always kept it long, and currently it reached almost to her knees. And now, the King’s nimble fingers ran through it, once, twice, and then began pleating her hair slowly, each of his movements deliberate. It was a surprisingly pleasant sensation, but even then, she did not dare to open her eyes especially when the tips of his fingers lightly brushed against her cheek, making her tremble at the sensation.

“It may help you to imagine that there is only you and me here.” His quiet voice reached her again. 

“Pardon?” Mista’s breath hitched.

“During straining official functions I tend to imagine that there are only stone statues around me, carved in amusing poses. It helps to tackle the nerves.”

Mista’s eyes fluttered open and met the King’s azure gaze. An encouraging smile danced on his lips moments before he returned to braiding.

“I did not know someone like you could feel… nervous, Your Majesty,” she heard herself say.

“My coronation felt ten times worse than facing the enemy during the Battle of the Five Armies.” His reply made Mista chuckle. His smile widened, making his handsome face even more alluring. For a heartbeat, she forgot how to breathe, simply staring at him. 

Click.

The King clasped his bead around her new braid. Gold encrusted with onyx contrasted with the plainness of her mousy hair, but the pattern made it somehow more refined. She took the braid into her hand and admired its even, elegant weaves.

“It is beautiful, Your Majesty,” she whispered.

The King gave her a thankful nod. Mista felt his intent gaze on her. His Durin’s apple bobbed. Something was not right… Why were his features so tense?

It took her a moment to understand. With her cheeks burning, she took a step towards him. How could she have forgotten that now it was her turn?

“May I…?” Her voice failed her, but no words were necessary. The King lowered his head towards her, his hair flowing freely in front of her eyes. 

With trembling fingers, she picked a thick lock of hair on his left temple and divided it into four parts. His hair was smooth and thick, making her think of a wolf’s fur, but it smelled like sweet oils from faraway lands in the South. Mista wanted to keep on braiding it for as long as she could. She thanked Mahal that she knew her personal pattern by heart — otherwise, she would have surely entangled his hair or ended up with a bunch of knots instead of the braid. Focused on plaiting it, she forgot about everything around her — there was only the King, Thorin, the Dwarf who unknowingly captured her heart a long time ago. Now, with every weave, she was willingly bestowing her whole self upon him.

Her bead was made of bronze and tiny sapphires from the Blue Mountains. For some reason, it refused to close around the King’s braid, making Mista sigh, but then one of his large, warm hands encircled her fingers that held the bead, and pressed it harder together. 

Click.

It was done.

Mista’s heart beat faster and faster as the King Under the Mountain took her hands into his. They were facing each other in a way that allowed everyone gathered in the Great Hall to see them from the side.

“Foreheads,” the High Priest whispered, barely moving his lips, holding something in his hands that glinted in the light of hundreds of lanterns.

The King squeezed her hands gently and lowered himself towards her once more. Mista took a deep breath and stood on her tiptoes so that their foreheads could meet.

His skin was pleasantly warm against hers, his nose brushed against hers, and she could feel the warmth of his breath on her face. Instinctively, she closed her eyes, but the last thing she saw were his lips, slightly parted, and so close, so very close to hers, and there was his beard too, and she wondered how it would feel if…

“What Mahal has joined over the marriage anvil, no power shall break apart until the end of days,” the High Priest exclaimed, his voice loud and clear, like the sound of a gunmetal bell, drowning all of her inappropriate thoughts. 

“Thorin, son of Thrain, Mista, daughter of Milva, you are now husband and wife. Uzbad ra zabdûna undu ‘Urd!”

Loud cheers filled the spacious cavern as the white-bearded priest bound their hands together with a thin but unbreakable mithril chain — a symbol of the eternal bond they forged a moment ago. This was one of the most revered traditions of Mahal’s Children: Dwarves married only once. Mista read a treaty once that explained the origin of this ancient tradition: one of the oldest Dwarven legends said that each of the Seven Fathers of the Dwarves had one spouse, and that each couple was made from one piece of stone, destined to be always together, as one mind, body, and heart. A long time had passed since Mista was an overly romantic lass who believed that each Dwarf had their beloved Other Half somewhere in the world. Now she was over one hundred and thirty years old, and during her lifetime, she saw too many dalliances, clandestine affairs, and broken promises to believe that her people were capable of loving only once and only the right person. Dwarves were a fiery race, with molten lava running in their veins rather than cold pieces of rock. Nevertheless, their marriages were the cornerstones of society, crucially important to every family, and so a wedded couple was supposed to be like a rock: steady and unbreakable. That was Mahal’s will, as the priests said. Therefore, the dissolution of marriage was impossible. If a Dwarf broke their marital vows — which, as dishonourable as it was, happened from time to time — they would still remain married to their spouse. Even death did not end it, as her people believed that they would remain married even in the afterlife, in the Halls of Awaiting. That was why Dwarven courtship would often last many years so that the future spouses had ample time to know each other well before they made this irreversible decision.

Mista’s courtship lasted one month. That was how much time Lord Tair, her father, needed to finalise negotiations with the King Under the Mountain. During that time, she never saw her future husband. That was to be expected — the Blue Mountains were almost half a world away from King Thorin II’s kingdom, Azsâlul'abad. Instead, his envoys arrived with the marriage contract signed in his own hand and a chest filled with customary gifts for his future bride: jewellery, hair combs, and a traditional courtship cloak. There was also a letter addressed to her. It contained all the obligatory niceties along with His Majesty’s apology for his absence due to the fact that his kingdom was being rebuilt and needed all of his attention at the moment. He assured his bride, however, that he was looking forward to meeting her in person and offering her as much hospitality as he had received in Tumunzahar years ago.

He remembered.

Over one hundred years had passed, and he still remembered his visit to her home city. Precisely like Mista. She never forgot how gallant and handsome he was, how his words dried her tears, and how he made her feel as if she, the ugliest girl at the feast, were the only woman in the whole world.

Perhaps that mawkish idea of Dwarves finding their Other Halves was not true, but she was certain of one thing: she still loved the same Dwarf as she did all those years ago. Her heart belonged to Thorin Oakenshield.

And now she was his wife. Her eyes were still set on the glistening links of the mithril chain that joined her hands when she heard the High Priest’s words.

“My King, My Queen.” He bowed with reverence, “It is time for your wedding feast.”

The only thing she could think of at that very moment was how good her hand felt in her lord husband’s reassuring hold.

***

The feast that celebrated their nuptials was an event like no other. Mista had never seen any revelries that were full of equal splendour. Countless guests from all seven dwarven realms were entertained by minstrels, musicians, dancers, and other performers. The food was delicious; wine and other liquors flowed endlessly, like the River Running, and everyone was merry. Mista sat on a grand chair placed on the King’s right hand. Now, both of them wore their crowns and royal insignia, and together, as the newlywed ruling couple of the Kingdom Under the Mountain, they accepted countless toasts and congratulations from the well-wishers throughout the evening. Mista tried her best to act with decorum worthy of the queen she had become hours ago, and she even managed to appear unflustered whenever the customary “May Mahal bless your union with countless heirs!” reached her ears. 

From time to time she managed to steal a glance at the King’s – her new husband’s – majestic profile, struggling to believe that this day was not a dream. But then she remembered the marriage braid hanging at her temple – and a similar braid in his hair. She truly was the great Thorin Oakenshield’s wife.

It was two bells after midnight when the weariness started to creep up on her.

“Is the feast to your liking, lady Mista?” the King turned to her, clearly noticing her attempt at stifling a yawn.

“Indeed it is! Forgive me, the celebrations took a toll on me, I’m afraid,” she explained, feeling the growing heaviness of her crown on her temples.

“It is perfectly understandable,” Princess Dis, the King’s sister, said. “It has been a long day. Perhaps it is time for you to repose.”

“May I…? Does the protocol allow it?” Mista took a hopeful look around the Great Hall where the feast was as lively as it was at its very beginning.

“May I remind you that now you are the Queen?” the King offered. “You may leave whenever you wish to do so.”

“And my brother will accompany you,” Princess Dis interjected, and then addressed the King. “Tonight you are only allowed to leave together.”

Mista caught a strange look they exchanged, and – after a noticeable pause – King Thorin said, “Very well.”

“Shall we, then?” He rose from his chair and held out his hand to Mista.

Leaving the Great Hall was not as easy a task as Mista expected. They had to endure another round of the official farewells, wedding toasts and felicitations from their numerous guests.

“Have a wonderful night!” Princess Dis exclaimed in a sing-song voice as they were stepping over the threshold.

“Aye, and a long one, too!” Dwalin, the King’s Captain, added, and they both laughed.

Their words sounded innocently enough for Mista at first, but they made the King clear his throat in visible embarrassment. 

And then it dawned on Mista. One more thing awaited her.

The wedding night.

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[fandoms-are-my-friends-1321]

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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[kimbap-r0ll]

Can I request some head-cannons for the Bucci Gang (jjba) with a female reader who’s like Kanao from Kny? Where she can’t make choices for herself and represses her emotions as a old defense mechanism due to past trauma/abuse she endured?

Sorry that this sounds weird 😭

Ah, my first jjba ask (I was rewatching part 3 recently haha), thank you! It doesn't sound weird at all, no worries ^^.

Bucci Gang x kanao!reader

Giorno

If you're part of the team, you two probably joined at around the same time. Probably the easiest person to befriend outside of Bruno, Giorno's definitely more of one the chill side of the group

He won't push you to show emotions and while he may not fully understand your childhood trauma, he's had his own bad experiences that might help him see where you're coming from

When he starts realizing he likes you, he probably won't say it upfront and instead opt to show them in small gestures like giving you flowers from time to time. It's really wholesome haha

It'll be like baby-steps for the two of you. Like mentioned before, he won't push you to show emotions but he will definitely encourage you to make decisions by yourself. You two might start out with small decisions like what gelato to get without using your usual coin toss. It might take some time, but he'd rather let you get comfortable with expressing yourself than forcing you to

I think outside of those things though, Giorno would admire you for your resolve. Thinking about Kanao's personality, I feel like you would have a lot of resilience especially in combat. Overall though, he's extremely patient with your tendency to not show emotions, and he hopes that you'll find yourself breaking free from your past by being with your newfound family

Bruno

Very similar to Giorno except he's a bit more outgoing. Probably the one that you get close to first along with Giorno, and he's also the one that you might go to when you ever feel like you need some comfort

Also someone who won't push you to show emotions. He's good at reading people, so he didn't ask a lot about your tendency to not speak up or make decisions by yourself. He's happy to help you decide, but he also tries to get you to make decisions yourself through slow steps.

Definitely a little protective of you, though only Abbacchio will likely notice this haha. He's sort of like the mom of the group and so while he understands you have the full potential to protect yourself in a fight he also just doesn't like seeing you get hurt.

I feel like his love language is quality time and he likes to listen to others. When you feel comfortable talking to him more often, he'll definitely listen to you with undivided attention. He's just super caring 1000/10 like even if you don't think you need something if he sees you eyeing it the item will appear at your door the next day haha

Overall he'll make you feel at home. He doesn't want to ask about your past in the case that it makes you uncomfortable, but he wants to help you overcome your tendency to suppress emotions and not make decisions by yourself. Though it may take time, he's patient.

Abbacchio

I feel like he would be annoyed with you at first but at the same time not, like he thinks to himself "at least you won't be as loud as Narancia and Mista are." He won't put you through a "test" when you first join like he did to Giorno, but he won't give you a nice introduction either. He'll just stare at you for a bit before going back to his own business

Super emotionally constipated but will be nice to you. He'll be in denial that he likes you for a long time before suddenly it clicks one day. He won't have the courage to tell you upfront, but he'll definitely try to drop hints (it doesn't translate very well though so you might've heard he likes you from another teammate haha)

When he finds out about you inability to decide, he'll be a little more blunt about asking why that's the case and might be a little harsh with how you need to start making decisions yourself. He's patient and won't push you to talk about your past, but he also wants to help you out. Might ask Bruno for help. The same thing goes with your inability to express emotions. While he doesn't mind overall, he also wants you to feel free to express yourself. How he goes about helping you might start out with you two talking, and while he doesn't like to talk that much, if it helps you ease up a little he'll have no problem

I feel like he would be super protective of you too, though it's not as subtle as he wants it to be. He says he doesn't like pda and then when he thinks strangers are staring at you he'll put an arm around your shoulders for example.

I think he understands how painful it is to think about the past that he really doesn't want you to think too much about those experiences. Outside of that however, I feel like he would enjoy doing quieter activities with you like listening to music together. It's also a way for him to see if you express any emotions depending on the songs you two listen, you might catch him staring at you haha

Fugo

He wouldn’t have been super annoyed at you first because of how he likes quiet from time to time, but he did find your indecisiveness a little tiring. That doesn’t mean he dislikes you

Tries to help you but similar to Abbacchio he won’t be super friendly about it. He’s more like a kind teacher, strict and not cutting corners but at the same time giving a helping hand. He knows how much childhood trauma can hurt and how it can be hard to move from. You two might end up having to help each other

He doesn’t mind you not showing emotions but he’s also emotionally constipated. He wants to tell you he likes you without ruining your friendship, which means he ends up staring at you for a long time, maybe he’s trying to tell you through telepathy who knows. He also shows his affection by giving you random bits of knowledge when you two are together

When you start to warm up to him he’ll be happy. He’s surprisingly gentle with you too, which might surprise Narancia and Mista who are used to his more cold and prone to outbursts. Speaking of which, he tries his best to keep his cool around you in the case that loud noises is something triggering.

Though he can be a bit pushy when trying to help you overcome your tendency to be emotionless or indecisive, he ultimately is a great friend and bf. Might be a little protective too, which might get him some teasing from his other two dance buddies

Mista

He honestly thought that it was a little weird how quiet and emotionless you were but at the same time really didn’t mind. He’s seen all sorts of people and he’s close to Giorno who’s pretty quiet himself.

Super talkative, which means you end up listening to him more than the other way around. He’s also got a sense of humor, which might’ve led you to laugh from time to time. By the way he really likes it when you smile, thinks it’s super cute and will let you know when he sees it for the first time (he’s not scared of anything)

He’s patient at well when it comes to your tendency to not decide for yourself. Similar to some of the others, he’ll help you slowly build confidence by starting with smaller decisions like what cold cut meat to give to his stand.

Speaking of which, Sex Pistols is surprisingly clingy to you too, might be a way you found out Mista likes you if he didn’t tell you himself haha. They might help you show some emotions or make decisions too, they’ll also talk to you a lot

He doesn’t want to push you too much in case it becomes stressful so he doesn’t ask much about your past or make big strides to help you overcome trauma. However he’s definitely a bright character to be around, helping you loosen up a little bit

Narancia

He’s really similar to Mista. Narancia didn’t think it was really weird that you were emotionless or indecisive but he might’ve pointed it out at the start. He thinks it’s a bit odd that you don’t react that much in the beginning to any of the team’s antics but gets over it pretty quickly

Narancia’s a kind person, but he might ask questions sometimes too much. He might catch himself causing you to remember some really bad things which he immediately apologizes for, it’s a learning process for him but nonetheless it’s clear to you he’s interested in getting to know you better

Has a hard time hiding his crush that he gets teased on by Fugo and Mista. He might’ve gotten you a bunch of snacks after you mentioned to him how you liked a certain brand, or he is constantly clinging on you. Overall it’ll be easy to tell

Doesn’t have the greatest patience but he is caring. He doesn’t want to stress you out but wants to encourage you to make your own decisions. Will ask a lot of questions to help him choose things. He also tends to be talkative, which might help you bring out your emotions more too

I feel like he’ll be a little protective as well. He’s sort of hot-headed, so if he sees someone looking at you the wrong way he has no trouble going up to them and throwing insults (or fists). He wants you to feel safe in the gang like he did when he first joined, which will mean you’ll have someone behind your back.

#jjba #jojo part 5 #vento aureo #golden wind #jjba headcanons #jjba x reader #bucci gang #jjba giorno #giorno x reader #jjba abbacchio #abbacchio x reader #jjba bruno #bruno x reader #jjba fugo #fugo x reader #jjba mista #mista x reader #jjba narancia #narancia x reader #anon ask

[loveofbots]

Sfw and nsfw head cannons for tarn please? Reader or cannon don't really care.

Shoutout @starscreamscorpse for calling beloved Tarn ‘mista taint’

I (lovingly) hate tarn so please take this with a grain of salt

SFW:

- Tarn is a loner in all senses of the word. He doesn’t ask for help, not even Nickel. He trusted people before and that led to his empurata, and then his abandonment from the academy, now he simply directs his team without confiding in anyone except Decepticon high command.

- To tarn, being a Decepticon is a belief. I know we joke about him dick riding megatron (he does) but the Decepticon cause gave him purpose. It gave him someone to believe in, a support system even.

- Advocate for universal healthcare, most likely due to Nickel’s influence.

- Tarn actually likes to sing. Even as Damos! I imagine he sings by himself most days, and actually writes his own music. In his perfect world, maybe he’d be a prodigy and launch Cybertron into an age of art. But of course, his story is one of tragedy.

- Tarn is harsh on the DJD. He may be friendly but he has a short temper, and will easily snap at people he considers his ‘friends.’ He’s also highly critical, as we know he started putting Decepticons on the list for increasingly petty reasons near the end of it.

- He’s probably not as grossed out by us squishies as he tells himself. Although he agrees that transformers are better- he would begrudgingly ‘keep the fleshling alive’ if he was instructed to. Because his singing does not affect humans the same way it affects his own race, he would probably grow very fond of singing to them.

- Tarn’s the type to be creepy at first, but he’s just a lonely, hurt Mech on the inside. He takes advantage of other folks like Pharma to fuel his addiction, a gentle hand would help him by light years. Yet he pushes away (and kills) anyone who tries to help. Citing that they are trying to ‘cleanse him.’ Dumbass.

[NO MINOR ZONE]

- His only lover is his hand. I’m serious he gets NO bitches. Every time someone came on to him he would fumble like a dink. Helix is still trying to give him better pickup lines than ‘I won’t kill you… tonight.’

- For me Tarn is on the ace spectrum. He doesn’t want to participate in interfacing, but he likes to watch. You could probably find him in the corner at some swinger parties.

- Normally he doesn’t have time/is too tired to even try to get off. He runs the DJD he’s a busy Mech. Not to say he doesn’t have his own little fantasies.

- Top all the way. He WILL NOT bottom (unless you ask) Tarn likes to feel in charge, superior, loved. He likes to be serviced and he likes the idea of ‘capturing’ someone and making them obey his every word.

- is actually a super awkward bot. His old self- Damos- comes out when he is flirted with. He’s a bashful Mech that can’t take any praise.

- Likes the idea of his partner getting off to his voice, it makes him feel powerful that his voice alone could make someone so down bad (I am looking at you tarn fans)

- cw: drugs!!! He is the WORST person to give a doobie to, this mf takes one hit if a roach and is coughing all night. On another note, he probably does take medicine to help him sleep thanks to mama nickel.

#transformers #mtmte #lost light #maccadam #tf #idw #headcanons #implied x reader #Tarn #djd #ghost writes #x reader #I didn’t put this in but he definitely has a praise kink #nickel #helix #mista taint #cw: drugs

[sovereignjojoz]

Bucci gang beach day

Pairings: Bucci gang x reader

Warnings: NOTHINNNN BUT FUN

Summary: Bucci gang and reader go to the beach!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Guido Mista

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Narancia Ghirga

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

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

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

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

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

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

Narancia sabotaged you and stepped on your castle!

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

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

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

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

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

Pannacotta Fugo

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

“Why not go with Narancia?”

You shrugged your shoulders, giving him a knowing smile.

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

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

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

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

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

He yelped, throwing the shell halfway across the beach!

Having seen the whole scene you stifled your giggles.

“Are you okay?” You asked him laughing.

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

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

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

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

Leone Abbacchio

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He hummed, uninterested.

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

“[name].” He warned curtly.

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

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

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

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

You shifted in your sleep, snuggling closer to him.

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

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

Bruno Buccarrati

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Are you alright?”

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

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

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

After all that you honestly felt rather famished.

Trish Una

“Trishie, wanna eat?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Giorno Giovanna

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#jjba x reader #vento aureo x reader #bucci gang x reader #bucciarati x reader #jojo x reader #fugo x reader #giorno x reader #mista x reader #narancia x reader #leone abbachio x reader #trish x reader #beach day whoop #sovereignjojoz #jjba fluff #jjba hcs

[illubean]

Hi! Saw requests open ☺️

Could I request some general fluff headcanons for Narancia, please? :)

Relationship Headcannons

Characters: Narancia Ghirga Type: Fluff, Headcanons, Gn!reader

hehe thank you for my first request ^__^ I hope you like it!

Warnings: none

before you got together Narancia was just happy to be around you and had no explanation why

it wasn't until Mista started teasing him for his very obvious crush (well, obvious to everyone but you and Narancia) that he noticed it

after a while and some convincing from Mista, he decided to ask you out

he's super excited when you say yes

he's quick to threaten anyone who gets too close or makes you uncomfortable

he enjoys PDA, why would he hide his love for you? in his eyes everyone should know you're together

he insists on holding your hand every chance he gets but will back off if you ask him to

he just wants to be as close to you as possible

Narancia enjoys foreheads kisses, both giving and receiving

he can be really clingy, he probably falls under the sassy man category

he gets pouty and overdramatic if he decides you haven't spent enough time with him

"oh so i guess you just don't love me anymore, bye ✋😒" "....I was gone for 5 minutes"

no matter how sassy he gets, with a kiss and sweet words he's all yours again in no time

he picks up little things that remind him of you, whether it be a flower he passed by or a shiny rock he found on the sidewalk

likes to pull pranks on the rest of the gang with you

the biggest cuddle bug of the group

if you fall asleep with him good luck because you won't be able to move until he wakes up

narancia would either have a vice like grip around you or be sprawled across the bed on top of you, either way there's no escape

he likes listening to music with you, putting on some of his favorite tapes and introducing you to his favorite artists

tell him all about your favorites too, he loves learning about you

if you're good at math he definitely asks you for help, considering you're most likely a lot more patient with him than Fugo

but if you're bad at math he hides behind you from Fugo's wrath or goes to you for comfort when he yells at him

also I feel like Narancia would try extra hard in his studies while dating you

he just wants to be the best boyfriend for you no matter what <3

#jjba narancia #narancia ghirga #jojo narancia #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba x reader #jjba fugo #jjba part 5 #jjba mista #jjba #jjba x you #jjba x y/n #jjba x male reader #jjba golden wind #jjba vento auero #giorno giovanna #narancia x reader

[slocumjoe]

Love your work, really encapsulates the various companions.

Love to see how the companions should react to a companion who either collects a bunch of prewar stuff or just gives them a bunch of little goofy gifts all the time.

Romanced or not, either is fine I think this works well for all of the companions.

(because some of us show effection like crows and give our friends and loved ones little stupid things that make us think of them.)

This was one of the first requests I got, which means it's been a while, so thank you for your patience 💕

Anyway more of my X6-88 is a grumpy, prickly little asshole propaganda

Companions and an Old World antiques collector/magpie person

Cait; always owned only what she could have on her person, so someone who just...has shit, seemingly because they found it shiny, is alien. Even more so once they start trying to share. That's when she freaked out. People don't give Cait shit unless they're looking for something in exchange. If ever convinced that no, this is a present with no strings attached, Cait is even more weirded out. Over time, will come to understand that this, like, a peace offering thing. Oh, alright, it's like cats bringing you mice. Got it. Might start returning the favor, so long as they're okay with small-scale stuff she can easily find.

Codsworth; Panic. Feels an obligation to take very good care of whatever they give him. Will make meticulous spaces for the gifts. Ends up basically playing Barbie with it all. Puts it on pillows, always dusts them, carefully arranges them in ways that he thinks would make the items happiest. Gets nervous if other people even look at their trinkets, or the gifts they've given him. It doesn't help that everything is an antique.

Curie; One of the companions who's doing the same thing. She's curious, she wants to see all there is of the world. Sometimes that means hoarding little baubles. Loves round and shiny things. Their collecting doesn't faze her, nor does the gifting; it's how many things they find. Curie has trinkets, but they...they have a treasure trove. Where are they finding this stuff? Legally, she hopes?

Danse; Doesn't mean to, but ends up treating them as, like...a bloodhound for historical items. Go, boy, go find a pre-historic flipphone from the 2000s! Danse himself is a tip-tappy puppy when bygone technology is involved. Getting presents though...different story. Unless it's tech, something for him to use, he's uncomfortable. Not extremely, like in any other situation where someone expresses affection towards him, but enough he recoils and blinks the first time.

Deacon; Whatever they give him is now a prop for the one-man comedy show that is Deacon Railroadagent. A magnifying glass, and he becomes Nick for awhile. A newspaper, he's complaining about election results and how the taxes are gonna go up. A stuffed animal—Oi, 'e's jus'a l'i'le stree' urch'n, mista, spar'a gohl' coin fah suppah? How could you enable him like this. How could you.

Gage; If you're not pawning it, why bother? Gage thinks like Cait, less is better, easier, not a waste of time and space. Sure, sometimes they scrap shit for parts, but not always. Sometimes they just put it around, decor or whatever. If given anything, 98% chance he is turning around and selling it. If he likes them, will slip it into their bag or personal living space. If very close, he'll keep the damn thing, just...don't ask where it is. Somewhere? Wherever it is, he didn't make caps off it. That's good enough, right...?

Hancock; Will keep precise inventory of their collections and point out if they do or don't have something, when they stumble on a potential new item. Has a surprisingly good idea for authenticity, the goods, as it were. You will never get swindled, buying an antique with Hancock. Sixth sense. It's weird. Why do you know what this one baseball pitcher's favored pen for autographs was? Keeps every present he's ever been given, will make a separate pile for the stuff they give him.

MacCready; Soul. Mates. Always trading shit. Always going off on their own for a certain item they know the other would love, only to run into each other at the exact same item. If they share a home, the only thing keeping it from being a thriftstore is the stickers. Mac is a magpie. He's a collector. He likes having things. Used to satisfy this interest with Hancock as a bro's night, but now. It's like watching penguins throw the same shiny rock at each other over and over.

Nick; doesn't mean to, but flirts hard-core. Got a thing for antiques, huh? You know vintage finery when you see it, don't you? Those hands of yours really know how to handle Old World treasures, don't they? Nick. Nick. Please. He doesn't notice. Will need to be told, hey, you sound really horny. Horrified. He's made those jokes to every mechanic that gave him a tune-up. People who had their hands inside him. This includes Danse.

Piper; Just let her read the newspapers they find, and she's a happy camper. Also not a collector kind of person, but a present is a present. Honestly, though, also on the side of "just sell it." Unless it's historically important, especially sentimental, or useful, the extra caps would be more practical. She's never going to say that, hell no, and she'll find them little trinkets to add to their collection, but internally, wonders if it's a coping mechanism or something.

Preston; Is uncapable of having things after Quincy, always paranoid about needing to be on the move again. Feels lingering dread around magpie types, now, privately considers them Chekov's Gun. Now, Preston understands this mostly irrational and pushes it down whenever he gets a little twitchy about it. Will even enjoy talking about their collection, especially if there's historical shit. But there's always a tiny little goblin voice whispering "this poor bastard"

X6-88; Why are you hoarding garbage? Are you making your own scrap yard? Wait, this is all to keep? All of it? Oh. So, why are you hoarding garbage? Just to have? So it is a scrap yard. It's a neverending cascade of increasingly judgemental questioning. Like when children get curious and are unintentionally Satan's Water Torture. Will try to aid them in their collection by giving them things he thinks they'd like, but is...literal garbage. Gets magnificently indignant if they decline. TRASH IS TRASH. WHATS WRONG WITH THIS TRASH?!

This situation would have even the most incompassionate Institute scientists consider that synths could be people with free will. Because they sure as shit didn't make him like this.

#fo4 #fallout 4 #paladin danse #preston garvey #piper wright #nick valentine #x6-88 #companions react #robert joseph maccready #porter gage #codsworth

[inyourfantasyfanfics]

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.

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[fugos-lil-fork]

Hey! Can i please request bucci gang + trish headcannon where they have been dating g/n s/o for few months now, but s/o has been canceling dates for another bucci gang member and they starts to feel like s/o doesn’t love them anymore, but s/o has secretly planned a suprise party for them!😭❤️

Im sorry if the request is too much! You can ignore if you don’t wanna write this!😗❤️

Have nice day/night🫶

It's alright! It's not too much! Tysm for the request! I hope you have a good day as well! (´ ▽｀).。ｏ♡

~➗🍓🍊🐞⏳🔫🤐~

Bucci Gang with s/o avoiding them to plan a surprise party!

Abbacchio;

He is quick to feel hurt about you avoiding him

Without knowing what's going on, he thinks this is your way of informing him that you're losing interest in him

He, himself, still was a bit in disbelief that someone like you could love someone like him

So, deep down inside, he almost expected a day like this would come-

And so, he began distancing himself from you as well

Sometimes even ignoring you when you did have the time to interact with him

You were quick to catch on

Unfortunately, because if this you had to break the surprise party to him before actually showing it to him-

He's so disappointed in himself-

He felt both ridiculous for thinking you would do such a thing

But also thought you were ridiculous for thinking he would like a surprise party-

Nevertheless, it all ended with awkward chuckles and soft apologies and a gentle kiss

He appreciated the gesture of you trying to throw him a party.

But request for them not to be a surprise ever again-

And you reassure him that you'd never hurt him in such a way

In the end he's just very happy and glad to know that he still has you

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

Bruno;

His first response is to worry about you

He thinks maybe there's something going on with you that you're afraid to share and therefore are avoiding him in order to not say anything

Tries to approach you to ask you what's wrong or to ask if you could at least talk to him later

Unfortunately, you'll continue to excuse yourself from such conversations-

Eventually he convinces himself to just let you be

Maybe you just need time by yourself

Maybe you'll come to him when you're ready

Soon enough you did come to him, but apperently not to talk but rather to take him somewhere

He tries to talk to you while you're rushing him to your destination

However, he's soon cut off by everyone else jumping out cheering "Surprise!" And wishing him a happy birthday

He's unbelievably happy and humbled

He's quick to realize why you've been distant

He tells you he genuinely thought something was wrong so he's glad to see you were just planning a surprise party for him

You reassure him if something ever were to be wrong, he'd be the first to know

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Mista;

He was actually pretty chill about it

Shrugged your actions off

He figured you were probably busy or had other more important stuff to do

Hell, he even forgot to ask you what was up later on-

He just had completely convinced himself that you simply had other things to do-

So, it was definitely a bombshell when you revealed his surprise birthday party to him

He was immediately excited and thanked you repeatedly for the surprise

Definitely pulls you into a kiss as well

Then tells you he honestly thought you had just been busy doing something else

But was glad to see that he was that thing you were so busy about!

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Narancia;

He gets pouty

Then makes it his official mission to try to get you to pay attention to him and quit avoiding him

But you make it harder for him to interact with you

In which case he begins to get upset

He starts to think that you're going to eventually leave him behind because your too busy for him

He ends up basically moping around

Battling his own thoughts.

Maybe you aren't leaving him.

Maybe you really are busy.

He definitely isn't very happy with himself thinking such things about you

And once you get his attention by asking him to follow you, those negative thoughts quickly begin to be lifted

Once you surprise him he's unbelievably overjoyed

Quickly tackles you into a hug and smothers you with kisses

Absolutely praising you for your hard work on planning everything out

And profusely thanking you for the surprise

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Fugo;

He's confused with your actions

Why are you avoiding him?

If you're busy you could just tell him

Rather than straight up avoiding him

He gets a bit pissy over this

But then that grumpiness turns into fear

Had he done something to you that you didn't approve on by accident?

Did he say something to you that you didn't like by accident?

He also begins to put some distance between the two of you

Believing maybe he did do something wrong and needed to give you time to talk to him again

You start to notice how distant he's becoming and approach him about it

You quickly explain he didn't do anything wrong but that you have something to show him

Once presenting him with the surprise he's completely taken a back

While he definitely cherishes the surprise party

Even though he also doesn't like surprise parties but he'll suck it up just for you-

He requests that next time to just make up a reason as to why you can't interact rather than make him worry-

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Giorno;

He's also confused

Though, unlike Fugo, he doesn't get upset

He draws the conclusion that you most likely have something important to deal with and can't talk at the moment

At least that was his most rational explanation

However, he did find it odd that you couldn't just quickly tell him that

It would be better than just straight up ignoring him

Nonetheless, he actually tells you, himself, to just go talk to him whenever you have the time

He'll always be waiting for you after all

And soon enough you did go to him

But not just to talk, rather take him somewhere as well

The poor boy had no idea how to react to his surprise party

Just kinda stood there for a bit before politely thanking everyone and especially you for the gesture

Can't help but give you a peck on the cheek as a thank you for the party

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Trish;

She's offended-

Why would you avoid her?

She definitely doesn't think she's done anything to hurt you!

Or maybe she did?-

Starts to worry-

She tries to push the thoughts away though

But she can't figure out why you'd be avoiding her

You two trusted each other with everything, if something was wrong you'd tell her

Right?

She hesitantly tries to get you to talk to her but you always excuse yourself before she can get anything out

Eventually though, you came up to her wanting to take her somewhere

She kinda was grumpy about the request though

After all that time avoiding her, you really had the nerve to ask her to go somewhere with talking about how you had been acting?

Fine, but only because she loves you-

She reluctantly follows you just to be absolutely amazed by her surprise party

She turns to hug you tightly and give you a kiss

But then immediately scolds you about avoiding her-

Nevertheless, she loves her surprise and you!

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

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[tonberry-yoda]

i saw your requests were open, and i immediately ran here I love your work its amazing :D

may i request Mista and giorino with a s/o that cant show affection but try to show it in other ways

like they buy them a ton of stuff that they mention they like and when they say thank you or something they get nervous and just brush it off completely

~ ☆

Mista with an s/o who shows affection in different ways

notes - first of all, thank you so much for the compliment, it literally means the world! any support is support and it literally means everything that you would say something so kind! second, I did get rid of Giorno since I don't write for anyone under 18, so sorry about that, but I am a Mista LOVER, so I hope you enjoy this!!

tee hee i love mista

so, he's a very affectionate dude

so at first, when you weren't affectionate in the way he usually is, he was off put by it

it didn't make him sad or mad or anything, he was just a little confused

but he didn't wanna ask or anything, so he kept doing him

and that's when he noticed something

that you were doing these little things: grabbing him his favorite snacks, getting him little things that remind you of him, etc.

he literally brightens up so hard

he knows you're not the super lovey dovey affectionate type when he is, so he sees you do that stuff and MELTS

and then when he says thank you with such a big smile on his face, you just rub the back of your neck and nod before kinda darting off

but he sees what you're doing for him and he loves you so so so so much

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[lliminall]

🔫 Mista and Risotto! 🔪 (Thank u!)

mista…oh I feel so bad clowning on him but he makes it very easy

messy. leaves his shoes thrown across the floor and gets water all over the bathroom tiles and doesn’t wipe it up. you politely ask him to please clean up this pigsty and he says “yeah of course babe :)” and then doesn’t. and it’s not that he does it on purpose it’s just like he doesn’t even perceive the mess

blanket hog to the extreme. you’ll wake up freezing with no covers and start trying to yank them out from under him. he wakes up and is like “oh babe! here let me cover you up :)” and then promptly falls back asleep, rolls over and steals them all again. at this point just get your own

risotto is just so stoic. when you first start dating him you figure he just needs some time to loosen up. not really. he does eventually feel much more comfortable around you but the straight-face rarely goes away. you’ll learn to pick up on his subtle mannerisms but that’s about it. you surprise him with his favorite take out because he’s been stressed lately and his reaction is just “thank you. this is very considerate :| “

kind of weird about physical affection. he touches you like he has no idea how to do it lmao, which is probably because he didn’t get much affection growing up or even into adulthood (sad), but it results in him sort of awkwardly rubbing his hands up and down your arms, patting your back very stiffly, petting your head like a dog (still sad but funny)

#mista.ll #risotto.ll #jjba.ll #mista x reader #risotto x reader #jjba x reader

[mrsvalentinefucker1]

Positions: Mista x f!reader x Bruno x abbacchio

You walked into the restaurant you worked for. There were always the regulars you sat and tended to.

“Benvenuto, buonasera.. are you ready to order?”

The man who you could only assume was the leader of this group looked into your sweet e/c eyes.

“Can we have just a moment please?”

“Sure thing. I’ll be back in 10 minutes.”

You left to tend to other tables. It was always a relief when they walked into the door. You knew from experience that they tipped big. More than 30 percent of their bill.

Finally you headed back to the men’s table

“Are we all ready now?” You smiled

“Of course, Leone, would you like to go first?”

Leone nodded as he began to order, mista was next and then finally the Capo, Bruno Bucciarati.

“Alright, I’ll get these back to the kitchen and I’ll come back with your wine!” The man smiled at you.

You came back to pour the men their wine.

Bruno taking extra notice to your delicate hands holding the glass and bottle.

“Thank you, y/n.” His eyes make contact with yours

“You’re welcome, signore..” you let yourself fall into his soothing gaze, as if you lost track of time.

You left for 5 minutes, bringing the men’s orders to their table.

“Hey where is the other guys? Just you two today?”

“Yes, they other 3 are out of town.. on a business trip.”

“Oh. Well that must be fun.” You giggled

“Here you all go. Is there anything else I could get you?”

“More wine.” The tall man they called Leone Abbachio, said sternly “now preferably.”

“Yes, signore, mi dispiace.. I’ll be right back.”

“Leone.” Bruno’s voice was stern. “You could have been more respectful.”

Bruno watched your figure as you speed walked away, getting stopped by another table that was complaining. Watching you apologize a million times.

He heard mista in the background

“Yeah man, she’s working her tail off here.”

“Mista, you shut it.” Abbacchio said completely embarrassed by what his capo had pointed out. Letting his head hang a little low.

“Here is that wine.” You began to fill Leone’s glass. You held the bottle up asking if either of the men wanted anymore and of course they did, you filled Mista’s glass and topped off Bruno’s. He was watching your hands hold his glass, moving his gaze to your face. So delicate and beautiful.. even when you’re stressed. Your hair shaping your face beautifully.

The glass clinked as you gasped the noise rudely interrupting his daydreaming.

The red wine stained the tablecloth and the man’s white pants.

“I’m- oh my god. I’m so sorry! Here let me help you!” You grabbed the glass and set it up while you began to wipe up whatever you could

“What the hell! Lady are you on drugs or something?! Do you know who we ar-“

“Leone.” Bruno’s voice was stern. “It’s not a problem, y/n.”

You sat on your knees right next to his legs looking down at the mess you made on his expensive pants. “I’m so sorry, signore Bucciarati.”

Bruno couldn’t help but imagine you doing other things in this position. His mind began to wonder. He stood up which startled you.

“It’s ok, y/n. non cé diche”

You stood up and your face felt hot.

“Could you bring me the check, y/n?”

“It’s on the house..” you hung your head

He pulled at couple bills out of his pocket,

“Should this cover it?”

“150?!” Bucciarati your meal wasn’t that expensive!” “Keep the change then.” He grabbed your hand and kissed it.

The group left.

———

“Bucciarati, do you like that chick?” Mista abruptly asked

“Yeah Bruno, what’s up with you and her? She ruined your suit.” Abbachio did the same

The man smiled “I just think we need to show her a little bit of respect. She works hard.”

“Does she work hard or make you hard” mista began cackling as he nudged Bruno.

Abbachio elbowed Mista earning a grunt and stopping the laughter.

Bruno didn’t answer, only smiled.

“We should invite her back home. I think it would be good for all of us.”

“You know we can’t let her know where he hide out.” Abbachio intervened “we’d have to kidnap her.” He chuckled

———

The next day before you got to work you ran into Bruno.

“Buonasera y/n.”

“Buonasera, signore.”

“I have a little question for you, if you’re interested.”

You held your hands behind your back “sure bucciarati.. anything!”

“Would you like to come back to my place? It’s just me, Abbachio and Mista for a couple of days.”

“Oh, uh, sure! I’d love to.”

“Great, come with me.”

“Oh but I can’t. I have work right now.”

“Don’t worry about it. I know the owner and I got you the night off.”

“Really?! That’s amazing! Well what are we waiting for! Let’s go!”

The man led you to an alley.

“What are we doing here?”

“You can’t really know where I live. It’s secret.” He laughed and handed you a blind fold “so we’re playing a game.”

“A game?”

“Put it in and hold my hand.”

You did as you were told.

Soon you were to his home.

“Oh hey Bruno. What’s up? Oh no way! You actually did it?!” He let out a laugh “we were only joking!”

“Mista. Shes here willingly.”

You were confused by the men.

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing cara. Come in.” He untied your blindfold

“Oh wow. It’s beautiful..”

Mista handed you a bag. “Here this is for you. Bruno bought you something yesterday on our way home.”

You peeped in the bag, lingerie?

“What’s this for?”

“Our night..”

“Have you ever taken three men before, Y/n?” Abbachio asked

You shook your head “no..”

“Todays your lucky day.” Mista gripped your waist from the front as he kisses your neck.

Bruno doing the same from behind.

“Oh god are you going to kill me?” You asked as your breath became unsteady.

“Of course not, Bella.”

The men slipped your shirt off, then took your pants off swiftly with your panties.

“Let us help you into this, ok?” Bruno kissed your hips.

You nodded. Your head was spinning.

They slipped you into the lingerie. All of them taking a step back to admire your body. You were perfect.

“Abbachio.” Bruno looked over to him

“Yes bucciarati?”

“Take her ass. Mista take her mouth and ill take her pussy.” He nodded

“All right!” Mista celebrated his small victory

Abbacchio lifted you up and laid you onto his chest undoing his pants to let his member meet with your ass.

Bruno walked over to do the same with your pussy. Mista already leaking with precut walked over to your mouth

“Open it up baby.” You did as you were told and let him slid his member into your mouths

“Tell me. Are you a virgin?” Bruno looked at your pussy, it looked untouched.

You nodded.

“Good..” he began to lick your pussy to get you ready to take him. Abbacchio spit on his hand to get his cock lubed up to slid inside of you.

You let moans flow freely around Mistas cock. Earning a moan of his own form the vibrations. “Fuck, your throat is so warm.. god I just want to.” He grabbed your head and strayed thrusting into it, abbachio did the same with your ass.

“Fuck y/n.. guess you aren’t so bad after all. You’re tighter than a motherfucker!” Abbacchio let the curses spill from his lips. Bruno finally slid himself into your pussy. Letting you adjust. Your mind went blank. The pleasure was too much. You looked down and put one of your hands onto your stomach. Where a small buldge formed.

“God. I didn’t know I was that big..” Bruno’s breath hitched.” He began thrusting hard into your core. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head. You let the men use your body however they wanted.

“I’m gonna cum. God her mouth is toooo~ good!!” Mista moaned out as he began thrusting more rough. Filling your mouth with his cum. Watching you swallow every last drop.

“Fuck! Oh god! Bruno! You have no idea how- ugh how bad I’ve wanted this! Fuck me! Fuck me so full of your seed! Please signore!!” You moaned out

“I will y/n. I’ve wanted you for longer than you could’ve possible known!! I’ll fill you, then you’ll be mine forever, right y/n?”

“God yes!”

You had abbachio in your ear “Fuck y/n what a slut. You’re taking both of us so good. I’m gonna cum and fill that pretty ass up!!”

“Please..” your orgasm rushed over you.

“C- ugh- cumming!!” You let out a loud moan, Bruno kissed you to cover it up as he and abbachio filled your holes with their cum

“You sure are something y/n.” Abbachio said

“She sure is.” Bruno kissed you, cock still inside of you.

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[serendipitous-imagines]

hi! Can you do a jjba scenario with Pannacotta Fugo and a male partner. More specifically, him introducing them to the gang, their reactions, and some coming-out themes? Not sure is this is to specific or vague but thanks for your time!

Oops I perhaps may have gone a little bit overboard with these headcanons! I just loved this prompt so much and imagining how everyone would react is just sooooo sweet!!!

PANNACOTTA FUGO

✦ When Fugo first brought up the concept of introducing you to the gang, you were admittedly nervous. You had only heard stories about his teammates and how wild they could be, especially reacting to you being Fugo's boyfriend. Fugo did his best to reassure you about everyone's potential reactions, though you could tell that he had his own nerves about the announcement. ✦ Fugo made the announcement during dinner when everyone was at the table. He had brought you out, his fingers tightly intertwined with yours the entire time. His hand was very sweaty and the tips of his fingers would rub against your knuckles constantly. ✦ "Everyone, this is my boyfriend, Y/N. Don't be bastards or else I am going to spoon your eyeballs out while you sleep." ✦ There was a bit of silence across the table, the surprise of Fugo's coming out and introduction of you as his partner having been unexpected news for the tight. In the silence, Fugo squeezed your hand tighter and tried to keep his breathing calm, glaring everyone at the table down. ✦ Narancia was the first to jump up and wrap his arms around the both of you and start bouncing around, shaking the both of you. He was very focused on asking Fugo's new boyfriend a million questions at once about things like what kind of music you were into, what types of video games you enjoyed, and whatever else came to his mind. Fugo ended up putting a hand over Narancia's mouth to quiet him from continuing to ask all of his questions. ✦ Bruno was the second to get up and apologize for the lack of a chair at the table for you. Bruno was also soft to scold Fugo for not forewarning him that there was going to be such a special guest. The whole time though he was smiling and he made sure to give you a hug, muttering a "welcome to the family" to you, which caused your boyfriend's face to flush with embarrassment. ✦ Abbacchio had what could be described as a knowing smirk on his face. He did not have many words but he did give both you and Fugo a nod of approval as he got up to grab the chair that Bruno wanted and go grab a new bottle of wine for the table. ✦ "I didn't know Fugo had game like that- tell me, did he pay you off to be his boyfriend?" Mista had gotten up after Bruno was finished talking to you, smacking his hands against both of your backs. Fugo smacked Mista in the arm and muttered a curse under his breath about how he had won his boyfriend over all by himself. ✦ Giorno was extremely polite, offering both you and Fugo congratulations on your relationship and for coming out to the team. He did not seem like a man of many words but his presence did feel comforting. His energy made it seem like he was going to protect you with his life like he did the others, making you feel especially welcomed and safe. ✦ Trish was very eager for a new face to join the team. While everyone was crowding around you and Fugo, she waited until there was a break. She quickly bounced up, hugging you and patting Fugo on the shoulder. "I am so proud of both of you~ I will be asking for all the details later, though~" she winked at you and gestured you over to the table to join everyone in eating and celebrating. ✦ The rest of the evening was spent as a celebration with everyone ordering plenty of food and desserts, and pouring many glasses of wine. Fugo seemed to be in a very happy mood, and you swore you could even see some tears of happiness prickling in his eyes while he was at the table with you and the people he considered to be his family.

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Hello! Can I request the Bucci Gang (jjba) with an s/o who’s never smiled before due to past trauma? However during the fight with the Boss (Diavolo), their s/o gets fatally injured but right before they die, they finally smile for the first time in years at said Bucci Gang character and say something along the lines of; “Thank you, for everything you’ve done for me…” before passing away due to blood loss(?)

Can the characters be separated too plz? Ty!

Hey! Omg, noo this is so sad ;-; I love angst but I love these characters sm it's gonna hurt writing this haha. This started to get super long so I might need to separate this into two posts. Here’s the first three characters tho!

Giorno, Bruno, Mista x s/o who smiles for the first/last time

Giorno

He knew you would survive, at least that's what he kept thinking to himself. You were witty, able to defend yourself against all of the assassins that were sent to kill the group, and you utilized your stand ability to make sure you would succeed. You had saved him once before too during the fight on the plane to Sardinia. However, he didn't calculate exactly how devastating King Crimson would be until it was too late

You joined the group at the same time as he did. Both of you were slightly reserved, not as chaotic as some of the other mafia members but also not too aloof. You two also got along because of similar interests. However, one thing he noted was that you didn't smile, he saw you laugh once when you saw the dance Mista, Narancia, and Fugo had been practicing before, but that was it. He would be lying if he said he didn't feel slightly dizzy when you stood close to him.

Giorno never asked you about your past, but it was brought up when you two were in the car with Bruno and Mista when battling the mad doctor Cioccolata and his partner Secco. You had mentioned you had something happen to you, perhaps you were left alone most of the time as a child like Giorno was, or you witnessed a horrible fight between two rivaling gangs. Whatever it was, you tried to brush it off by downplaying your childhood and saying "it's fine though, I'm feeling better with you all." Giorno was probably the one to tell you that you shouldn't be ashamed of what you had to go through, it was something that shouldn't have happened of course but you couldn't have the past haunt you forever. He was about to confess at that moment that he would want to go on a coffee outing with you, perhaps when the whole fight against Diavolo was over, but that was cut short with a corpse flying into the window of the car

Either way, here you two were now, at the Colosseum. It was fitting for a final duel, between the Devil himself one might argue. What made things worse was how Silver Chariot Requiem had switched all of your bodies around, and now you weren't sure who you supposed to trust and who was, well, the boss himself. You had taken the body of a random civilian that had made the poor decision to sneak into the Colosseum when the fight started. Just when it seemed like you could breathe and calm down from the chaos, you felt something grab you and throw you up against the stone wall. It was so fast, like time had skipped to the result of the assault that you could only feel a piercing pain coursing through your entire body. Then, you felt blood trickling down your face. It would be a few minutes too late before the rest of the gang found you.

The rest of the team had been split up from you without knowing where you were. Giorno, who was usually calm and collected, was starting to panic a little bit. Time skipped, he knew it because the blood droplets from his finger suddenly went from two to five out of nowhere. This worried the rest of the team, you would have to be close by. That was when Trish (who's soul had taken Mista's body) pointed at you and shouted someone had gotten hurt.

"Y/n!" The group rushed towards you, realizing it was you when you tried to pull out your stand but it immediately dissipated. "No, no, you have to stay awake. Hold on," Giorno was the one to rush to you first, he knew his stand would be able to patch you up, but at the same time, the blood loss from your wound could be even worse inside your body. Coughing, you tell him not to worry about you, that it wasn't likely you were going to make it out alive. Swearing in Italian, Giorno tells you not to give up, but you take his hand, telling him that it was alright.

"I like seeing you smile more," you coughed, clearly the impact was in your chest, you couldn't really see him because of you losing consciousness. That was when he saw you trying to smile, slowly pulling the corners of your lips upward in a sad farewell, you smiled at him. "Th-thank you...I'm sorry I wasn't able to do much, but I want you to know...I truly enjoyed spending time with you and everyone else. T...take care...take down Diavolo..."

That was the last thing he heard from you before you stopped breathing. He thought he could help heal the wounds but it was too late. Knowing that the fight wasn't over, he tried to hold back tears, placing a caste kiss on your forehead before standing back up and looking back at the team. "We know he's around, he shouldn't be too far," Giorno tried to sound level, but Trish noticed his eyes were slightly teary. If anything, Giorno wanted to make sure Diavolo received the worst punishment possible after what he did to you and the family he found.

Bruno

He was a dead man walking when it was time to fight Diavolo, he knew his time was basically up. However, he didn't want to see anyone die, he wanted to be the last one to say farewell. After Abbacchio's passing, he swore he would never let anyone else in the team suffer a painful death.

He recruited you around the same time as Fugo, but you two had known each other before that. Both of you lived in the town near the sea, with your parents being local bakers and Bruno's father being a fisher. At first, he didn't want you to be part of the mafia world at all, you were too kind. But after an incident with a rivaling gang that you happened to be in the collision of, you insisted you would make a good team partner. While he wanted you to recover by staying out of the Italian underworld, eventually he agreed under the condition you two would help take down the drug dealing businesses.

He remembers you smiling from his childhood, but he was saddened that you never smiled after the run-in with the other gang. He still had a lot of conversations and a lot of good memories with you after that, but the only thing missing was that warm, peaceful smile. He hoped he would see it again, but until then remained focused on his work in Passione. Bruno's feelings likely first started before you two were part of Passione, but he didn't think about it too hardly. He would likely start wondering if he should really tell you how he feels after Giorno joins the team and after you two have worked for some time together.

Bruno never told you what happened in Venice when he suddenly declared he was going to betray the Boss. You followed him, but when you asked him what had happened and if he was alright, he gave you a soft smile and said not to worry about him. He would keep it a secret from you, and when you were in the Coco Jumbo with Trish during the fight against Cioccolata, he hoped you hadn't heard him talking to Giorno about how he was now a walking corpse. During the time after he was basically killed by King Crimson, he did wonder what it would have been like if you two were normal civilians, perhaps he would have asked you out on a date and you two might have had a stroll by the beach.

In the fight at the Colosseum, you split up with Bruno and you were with Giorno. When Chariot Requiem's ability came into effect, the first thing he did was make sure you were alright. He didn't know whose body you had taken, but he tried to call out your name. While he was looking for you on his own, time suddenly skipped. Diavolo was still close by. Bruno's known for being level-headed, but in this moment he started to feel panicked. Were you alright? Was Diavolo fighting with you and the rest of the gang? He got the answers to his question when he turned one of the corners of the many gates at the ancient structure. You looked like you almost had a whole to your chest only it was your shoulder that was agape. You were bleeding from your head and you looked like you were about to pass out. "Y/N!"

At first, you look afraid, trying to move away from Bruno because of his appearance as the boss. Even when he called out your name and tried to take you into his arms, you mumbled a "n-no" before coughing violently. After multiple times of telling you it was really Bucciarati, you allow him to embrace you. He told you to hang on, not to lose your focus and for you to keep close to him. Bruno looked around to see if there was anyone close by, but he couldn't find a single person. Surely Giorno, or Polnareff even, was close by, right? Carrying you bridal style, he now tries to find the rest of his teammates.

That was when suddenly he felt a cold hand tap at his shoulder. You looked so weak, you were losing so much blood. But it was here that you looked up at him with teary eyes and gave him what he had wanted to see for so long — your smile. "Sorry it had to be this way, I should have been...more careful," your voice was hoarse, like you were choked up from the tears. "I wish I could have gone back to the shore with you, but you'll have to go for me alone." "Don't say that, you're going to make it out alive!" Bruno knew it was a slim chance, but a chance nonetheless. He didn't want to give up, he couldn't see you leave him, not before he could tell you

"T-this isn't a goodbye...just a see you later...T-thank you for letting me by your side all these years, I really think...I fell in love with you." With that, you were gone. Before he could say anything, before he could give you a kiss you left with such a peaceful expression. Bruno's vision went blurry, tears rolled down. When Giorno and the team found him again, they also found you. Explanations aside, the team moved swiftly to once again track down the Boss. But while the rest of the team were busy looking for the arrow and the Devil himself, Bruno couldn't help but wonder, how soon was it really that he was going to see you again. You asked him to live long and healthy, but it seemed like he would be seeing you on the last train home too.

Mista

You had joined before Mista and the first thing he had done when he saw you was, well, flirt. He really thought he was going to get you blushing, but you just rolled your eyes and told him to leave you alone. While on most occasions he would have done just that and went about his day, you two were a. stuck together in the same gang, and b. he kind of liked your attitude.

Surprisingly, you two would start to get along. His jokes couldn't really get you smiling, but you did give a few laughs here and there, so he thought he was at least winning some of your attention. While he was planning to tell you how he felt with a more serious (and expensive) date, you were the one to confess you liked him, but you said "I like you as well" as if you knew what he was going to say. When asked about it, you said during a mission Number 1 told you in secret while he was too busy focusing on the rest of his stand.

The entire gang thought it was kinda cute. Would Narancia and Fugo tease Mista about it? Yes. Would Abbacchio as well? Yes. Either way, you two enjoyed each others' company a lot, but Mista wondered if you ever smiled. He didn't really ask you to, nor did he want you to force yourself to smile when you didn't want to, but he did ask. You tried to make it brief, that it was something from your family relations that snapped the ability to smile away from you. He promised he was going to make you smile again though, saying he would make sure those past nightmares don't keep haunting you. Either way, he wanted to be the most supportive boyfriend he could be. However, nothing could prepare him for what was going to happen.

With the introduction of Giorno and Trish, the direction of the gang started to shift. Soon enough, you and your friends were fighting the Boss himself and assassins seemed to follow your every move. You mostly helped Mista during the fights and giving his bullets encouragement (especially no.5). He definitely talked to you about a life after the overthrowing of Diavolo but before that he also tried to make you smile. He didn’t ask what it was that caused you to not feel comfortable smiling, but he promised he would make you smile one day. Mista just didn’t know that would be the last smile he would see from you as well.

During the fight, you were separated from the rest of the team. Diavolo had managed to find you and target you as one of the traitors he would make an example of. When you were least expecting it, a hand suddenly grabbed your hair and threw you upwards. The next thing you knew was your arm was torn off. It was like time was going in skips and you had a horrible feeling it had to do with the Boss. You tried to fight him but it was to no avail. Mista would find you as he ran looking for you with the rest of the team. “Y/N!” Everyone ran towards your almost lifeless body, Mista taking you into his arms and telling you to not lose consciousness yet. “You can’t die, Giorno can patch you up and—“

“It’s okay, the boss is near you guys have to finish the job,” you stopped him, your breath ragged and your voice weak. He looked at you with tearful eyes, shaking his head and saying he couldn’t let go of you yet. “I’ve had the happiest moments with you,” reaching up to his face, you cupped his cheek. “I love you so much, thank you for everything.” With that, you were gone, you smiled at him with tears sliding down your cheeks before you collapsed in his arms. He didn’t know what to say, what to do. Was he supposed to scream? He just sat there, holding you and looking with disbelief.

After the fight he would continue to work with Giorno. However everyone who talked to him would hear his voice in a slightly tired tone. He spoke of a special someone, talking about them with a sense of longing. He missed you everyday, talking about you to whoever would listen to him. He truly made you smile, but oh what he would do to see you smile once more.

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It was time for Gordon's check- up with Mr. Ramsfield. Sir and Lady Hatt walked up to the Ramsfield's office, Lady Hatt pushing Gordon's pram.

"Are you excited for your visit with Mr. Ramsfield today Gordon"? Sir Topham Hatt asked.

"Mhm." Baby Gordon simply replied.

"Is everything okay Gordon? You haven't been your usual happy self lately." Lady Hatt said.

"Boiwer ache." Baby Gordon replied.

"Poor dear, don't worry once we're done with Mr. Ramsfield, we'll head over the steam works and Victor can make you feel all better, okay"? Lady Hatt asked.

"Otay". Baby Gordon said.

Unbeknownst to everyone except Gordon, the baby engine had been hiding that he had regained his big engine memories quite some time ago. However, Gordon was loving his life as a baby engine and had planned on purposefully failing the big test to remain as a baby engine, but the weight of guilt had been getting to Gordon.

The Hatt family entered Mr. Ramsfield's office.

"Hello Sir and Lady Hatt and hey there little guy! How is everyone doing"? Mr. Ramsfield asked.

"We're doing fine thank you, but poor Gordon here has been having some nasty boiler ache lately." Sir Topham Hatt responded.

"I'm sorry you're going through that Gordon. I'll try to get through our meet up as fast as possible so that your mommy and daddy can focus on making you feel better, okay"? Mr. Ramsfield asked.

"Otay, mista Wamsfeeld." Baby Gordon agreed.

With that, Mr. Ramsfield began his examination. He first started by asking Baby Gordon some simple questions like asking him how he was doing, did anything exciting happened during the week, and reciting the alphabet and numbers. Finally, Mr. Ramsfield had Sir Topham Hatt place Baby Gordon down on the baby engine track he set out for some play time. On the track were some toys: stuffed animals, soft blocks, toy freight, and toy passenger cars.

Gordon stood at the switches looking at the two trains. The weight of guilt crushing him as Lady Hatt asked Gordon what he would like to play with.

A bad memory flashed in Gordon's mind, one where his mentor had him locked in a dark shed for weeks after he saw Gordon returning to the sheds singing happily while hauling a heavy goods train and giving a friendly whistle to passengers waiting on the platform.

"Please professor let me out, it's too dark and scary! I'm sorry I took a goods train, I just wanted to be useful"! A young green Gordon cried.

Young Gordon couldn't see a thing in the shed, he feared a monster would gobble him up or worse, he'd be forgotten in there forever. By the time his professor let him out, Gordon had lost count of how long he'd been locked up.

Before him stood his mentor, the engine was only a bit smaller than Gordon, but the way he had Gordon cowering in the corner, one would've mistaken the professor for being a Union Pacific Big Boy. The professor looked at the young express engine in disgust.

"Get out." He spoke.

"W..what"? Gordon stuttered.

"You've been bought by another railway, meaning you don't belong here anymore. Get out." The professor said bluntly.

Without another word Gordon rushed out of the sheds as soon as his crew got him up to steam.

As Gordon made his way to the big station, he passed by the smaller engines who immediately fled to hide once they saw the young big engine approaching. Gordon wheeshed sadly as he watched the small station pilot cower behind a short train of coal cars, but it wasn't just Gordon they were hiding from. From the other side of the tracks a group of three young big engines steamed up, pushing any small engine who hadn't been fast enough to move out of the bigger engines way. Gordon hoped they wouldn't notice him as he pulled into the station.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here"? Came one of the big engines.

"Looks like they finally let the big crybaby out, what a shame, we were enjoying the peace and quiet away from your obsessive sobbing." Said another.

"Wah, waaah! I'm Gordon and I don't have a single friend! Wah"! The third taunted.

"Not even those silly little engines want to be friends with a weirdo like me"! Mocked the second.

"PATHETIC"! The big engines laughed.

Gordon fought the urge to cry as he struggled to speak.

"I...I got sold to...to another railway..." Gordon struggled to speak.

"Yes, to a railway of failures."One said.

"I heard their controller fell for a silly trick and bought some sort of sick chimera of an engine." Third said.

"A rather perfect fit for a big baby like yourself." The first said smuggly as they pierced deeply into Gordon's soul.

By now a few tears had managed to escape Gordon's eyes as the bit smaller big engines passed him.

When he managed to calm down, his builders arrived to instruct the big engine to head to London, where he would meet his new controller at King's Cross. Gordon just hoped he could make some friends on this railway and maybe, just maybe, he could have a family with siblings and a mother and father like he always wanted.

Back in the present, Baby Gordon could no longer hold in his emotions and began to whail.

"ME WIED!!!!!!!!! ME WEMEMBA BEIN BIG"!!!!!!!!!!! Baby Gordon admited.

The adults in the room were shocked as Gordon continued to cry.

"Me sowwy! Me no wanna be big! Too scawy! Too many inny ouchies"! Gordon cried.

The baby engine feared and awaited the out lash from a very crossed Sir Topham Hatt. Instead, Mr. Ramsfield spoke.

"I understand." Mr. Ramsfield told Gordon and the still processing Hatt's.

The watery eyed engine looked up towards the younger man as he knelt down to the best of his abilities to be on Gordon's level.

"Engine phycology is just now starting to be seen as a serious issue and yet there have been many, many engines ever since "The Rocket's" era that are in need of help. I don't know what happened in your past Gordon and I can't imagine how scared you must have felt telling us you remember being big, but know that the place where you are right now is a safe area for you to be you and to talk about anything you need to talk about." Mr. Ramsfield gently spoke to the little engine.

Gordon felt the soft rubs on his boiler from Sir and Lady Hatt.

"Gordon, does being a baby engine make you truly happy"? Sir Topham Hatt asked.

"Yes." Gordon responded.

"Then I don't want you to change alright? If being a baby engine makes you the best version of you then you are a really useful engine." Sir Topham Hatt told the baby engine.

"Dada"! Baby Gordon cried happily as Hatt's held their little blue baby engine close.

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