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noaltbruh · 1 year

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Saw requests open. May I request Giorno, Narancia and Fugo with a short petite girlfriend who’s self conscious about her height? So no short nicknames. I’d like to see how they’d like having a short gf 💗 Maybe their reactions to her standing on her tip toes to kiss them or asking them to reach something for her on the top shelf.

Hii Abella! 😊 Always happy to write for you :)

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Giorno, Fugo and Narancia with a petite S/O

Giorno 🐞

I think that Giorno knows he was supposed to be taller/more muscular, but being malnourished by his mother as a child, he failed to properly develop.

Which means that the idea of making fun of you for your height doesn't even cross his mind from afar. It's not like it's something you can control anyway.

I feel like he'd understand your self-consciousness about your body without you really needing to tell him. The way you look at yourself in the mirror or the comments you make about yourself already clarify everything for him.

Just know that if you ever felt insecure, this boy is ready to fill you with compliments and sweet words until those thoughts go away. He hates to see you criticise yourself, especially for something as insignificant as your height.

He actually thinks that your appearance makes you look cuter than you already are, and it reflects your sweet nature very well. He couldn't imagine you with any other way, he just thinks you're perfect as you are.

He makes you to constantly remind you this, he knows you may still doubt his words from time to time.

Buddy, you won't even have to ask him to get something for you. It's almost as if he has a sixth sense for this sort of thing. Once he thinks you're going to need a book or such, he'll take it down from the shelf and leave it on a table for you.

He doesn't want to see you struggle and figured you might get a bit embarrassed from always asking for help, he prefers to quietly help you as subtly as he can.

Also, I can see him avoiding putting stuff on high shelves in general unless it's absolutely necessary, he knows it must be a pain for you not to be able to do this sort of thing alone.

Definitely likes to take advantage of your figure when it comes to cuddles. Expect a lot of head pats from him, it's one of his favorite ways to show appreciation for you :)

This is a bit extra, but I can totally see him getting down on his knees to kiss your hand or flirt with you, just to make you feel above him, in a sense, and show that he's always at you full service.

He already knew you were going to get on tip toes to kiss him, but he didn't expect you to look so adorable. He'll smile at you softly before gently lowering his head in order to assist you.

He'll definitely pick you up bridal style quite often, so you don't have to struggle every time you try to reach his lips.

Fugo 🍓

Okay, to be frank with you, I don't think Fugo had thought about you possibly being insecure about your height until you hypothetically brought it up yourself.

Not because he doesn't care or he's neglectful to the point of not noticing. It's simply due to the fact that he's never been someone who focused a lot on physical appearance and considers it completely unimportant.

You can basically see hearts in his eyes everytime he looks at you, he could never criticise or believe there was anything wrong with your appearance. He thinks that would be incredibly superficial and hypocritical, considering his own...Fashion sense.

So, when you tell him about this, Fugo is just...Confused. He doesn't get it at first glance, but he's not stupid and can tell it makes you uncomfortable. He'd probably even ask you if anyone ever made you feel bad about your appearance, since it's the only logical explanation to him as to why you'd dislike this aspect of yourself.

Either way, although he doesn't fully grasp this idea, he'll still try his best to make you appreciate yourself like he does.

He's not as good with compliments as Giorno though, so he may sound a bit awkward lol. But I promise he does mean what he's saying and genuinely believes you have no reason to doubt your beauty.

I can even see him writing down what he thinks on paper so that he doesn't come off as extremely embarrassing like he does through words lol.

Whenever he's feeling stressed, Fugo will actually use your appearance for his advantage. In fact, he loves the feeling of leaning on you, specifically your shoulder, when he wants to relax. Your height difference makes it easier for him to do so.

Something similar would happen if the two of your were to read together. He'd shyly ask you if you want to sit on his legs, as he'd let his chin comfortably fall between your shoulder and your neck while you hold the book.

If you ask him to get something for you on a high shelf, he'll just do so without making a big deal out of it. He secretly thinks it's kind of cute and loves to do so, he feels like he's doing something useful.

Do not try to get on a chair to reach it yourself, however, because he WILL get mad. Don't take this the wrong way, he gets that you don't want to bother him, he's just worried you're going to fall off and get hurt.

He's a bit surprised when you get on tip toes, he hadn't realized you had no other choice if you wanted to kiss him. I can see him being conflicted on whether he should lean down on your level or not.

On one hand, he can see that you're struggling a bit and doesn't want to see you like that. On the other, he's afraid he's going to come off as condescending or male even more self conscious.

So he just stands there for a moment contemplating his next move, but you kiss him by the time he actually chooses what to do.

Moreover, your petite body only makes him want to kiss your forehead and the top of your head more than he already would.

Narancia 🍊

Buddy, I don't think you realize how happy Narancia is to have you.

Personally, I think that he was never supposed to be supet tall, but living on the streets only worsened the situation, as he either had very little or no food at all, which caused him to remain...Well, shorter than average, let's say.

Because of this, he's just as self-conscious, if not even more than you are about this. I wouldn't be surprised if someone had made fun of him in the past too.

Which means that, even though he's not usually the brightest, you won't have to say anything to him either before he realizes you struggle with this insecurity too.

Needles to say, it really pains him to see you doubt yourself like this. He's very emphatic and will tell you that he knows what's it like to look at yourself in the mirror and not like what you see.

Nonetheless, he has begun to feel more confident in his appearance ever since you got together, and he wants you to feel the same way.

He would never dare to call you shortie or anything alongside those lines, since he'd be very uncomfortable with it himself.

Instead, he'll always be ready to fill you with praises, compliments and hype you up anytime he gets the chance to. Like- maybe you weren't even feeling bad in that moment, he just thinks you're beautiful either way and wants to let you know.

And he doesn't say this just to make you feel better. He genuinely means every word he speaks, and there's nothing that matters more to him than to make you feel validated no matter what. He wants you to love yourself and your body as it is in its natural beauty, and if you can't do that, he's got enough love himself to make up for it.

Your height is one more reason for him to hug and snuggle you in literally any moment. He loves the feeling of holding you in your entirety, without leaving a single part of your body out.

He loves to piggy back ride you on his shoulders, that way you can feel tall together! And the others can't make fun of the two of you anymore.

Is it partially an excuse just to carry you around? Yes, yes it is, but does it really matter anyway? You're both having a good time and can even triumph over Abbacchio and his bad bitch high heels.

Similarly, the two of you would also use this technique to get something from a high shelf if both of you were too short to reach it...Although you have fallen off a couple of times because of this-

If he's tall enough, however, he'll help you out without a single moment of hesitation, you can tell something as simple as this makes him happy. He has the hugest grin on his face, and he hands it to you like he had just delivered some legendary object after a dangerous quest.

He's just glad his height can actually be useful for once and you don't consider it a flaw, it makes him very grateful to have you by his side.

When he sees you get on tip toes to kiss him, Narancia literally can't contain his excitement nor can wait for you to actually reach his lips. He'll just pick you up, hug you and swirl you around before kissing you himself.

No, he will not let you go after this either.

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ophelian-darling · 1 year

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hiiii!! can you write something with giorno with prompts 46 and 63? in which giorno lets darling out after months to meet up with some old friends (of course he has to be there too) and one of them (either girl or boy, it's up to you) is wayyyy too touchy with darling? and he gets jealous and possessive, wanting to go home as soon as possible.

and darling tries to calm him down, telling him that she only loves him and they cuddle & kiss aajahhaaha

you can also do it with gn reader, but i would like female. how you are more comfortable with!! much love <3

"I don't like them, don't ask me to be nice"

"A friend ? you call them a friend when they have their hands and eyes all over your body ?"

TW: Jealousy, Obsession, Possessiveness, Implied emotional manipulation.

enjoy ♡

The room basked in a warm shade of morning sun; casting its joy through the air to your smiling face as you stood in front of the vanity mirror, admiring your dolled reflection with glinting eyes. Giorno blessed your morning with good tidings: you were finally allowed to go out- not exactly what he told you, but it meant having some gentle breeze and sunshine caresses nonetheless.

Your Sweetheart said that he had an important matter to attend to, and it would be nice if you accompanied him (There was no way you'd refuse, memorizing the corners of the Villa exhausted your mind) and you gladly accepted. He mentioned the presence of his most trusted subordinates and close friends, and you couldn't be happier, a sweet excitement blinking in your eyes.

"Aren't you the prettiest?" it fell from his tongue, sugary in words and adoring in tone. Everything he says casted a certain magic on you that made you forget how intolerable he was with his jealousy and strict with his instructions concerning you: from your clothing, choice of words and comportment. Blamed be anything that pulled on the strings of his head whenever it was about you: other people's stares, pricks of the tiniest thorn or could be even a drift of air; to him, you were something that meant to be put on a pedestal, more of a porcelain marionette that its sob was a shatter.

A shy smile toned your lips while a heat bloomed on your cheeks. These simple words felt like a pink cloud; soft and loving in a way so special another human couldn't know how to offer. Despite all of his thorns, Giorno carried a constant love for you, for all your flaws and each speck of dust you stepped on, for every breath you took and word you uttered. His tiring Jealousy was dark, but a side to the brightness of his affection's moon; none of it was out of pure malice.

He plastered a quick kiss to your cheek "We're not going to take long, just five minutes and we will come back home again. If you're a good girl, I'll consider taking you somewhere nice"

You nodded. the same dreamy smile contouring your face with warmth.

"Buongiorno, Don Giovanna!" a brunette greeted, with a soft voice of a spring rain. as you both stepped into the small orchard, her appearance welcomed you next.

Lovely. She was lovely, in every letter of the word and in every meaning of a tongue.

Her skin, tan as a cloud's shadow, glowed under the morning's sun, refined as fine silk and smooth as fair sand. Her eyes sang for most of her loveliness- sorrel shade of brown, one of a rosewood or an orchid flower. you couldn't help but to stare. she smiled at you, revealing a row of pearls in her mouth.

"Welcome, Signora Giovanna, it's a pleasure to see you at last!" she swan gracefully, showing her full front; up from her amphora-shaped neck, middling to her tender cleavage and down to her hips that wrapped felinely under a pencil skirt.

Your shy smile must have conveyed something else for her. as she extended her hand for you, you took it a little stronger than you intended, causing her to pull you a little bit closer as to ease your nerves with a friendly gesture. Now looking at her through a distance she deserved to be beheld at, you noticed how a dark mole complimented under her left eye, as if it was a speck of black pearl's dust.

"Nice to see you Belladonna"

"T-thank you" you gave her another grateful smile.

"You're as pretty as I heard. no wonder that the Don is being such a genie" she chuckled, pulling on your heartstrings even more "He has quite a fair treasure. you're really something yourself, Signora"

A laugh was all that you had to offer, words on your tongue weren't enough to mirror her flattery, one that kissed heat on your cheeks. She was just so sweet.

"Tesorina?" It jumped to your attention now that her hand was still on yours.

You glanced at your side, where Giorno stood up: his face twisted into sullen lineaments, green eyes darkened just a tad under. you conned all of his expressions as much as you remembered the palm of your hand; your heart sank at how a pleasant walk outside was bound to be ruined from the very first minutes, all thanks to a woman you barely knew.

He pursed his lips in one tight line. as he ushered with his head to his side, you caught the drift and walked up to him.

"We're going home, now"

"You do seem eager to gloat yourself in other people's attention, as if I don't give you enough already"

"She was just being nice! none of what you're thinking was actually happening!"

"Now having the audacity to lie in my face and deny what I've seen?!"

"Nothing actually happened!" your hands flew around your head, while you did your best to compose your tone to be still. While he maintained his own anger at times you argued, he didn't want to hear your voice get louder at him in return. experiencing quarrels with him many times before, you knew that you were able to pacify things from your side by not fighting back, and saying what he wanted to hear the most.

"Gio…" you drew a meek smile "I don't have eyes on her at all. in fact, I don't see anyone else aside from you"

His face remained still, clearly unimpressed by your words. you had to try better than this, and taking a step closer to him would start it.

"I'm really sorry if you've seen something you didn't like, but please believe me when I say that she didn't do anything direct to me, nor did I like her in any sense. She was just acting like a friend"

He quirked an eyebrow "A friend? you call her a friend when she has her hands and eyes all over your body? you can't be this naive"

You felt a flutter in your heart. surely his paranoia was concerning ; yet you couldn't help but to feel a pang of guilt at letting him think that you weren't interested in him anymore. The idea of you preferring someone else over him was still carved in his head, and probably will never be erased unless you manage to prove your true loyalty to him.

"Did she? I didn't notice at all. but can you please be a little nicer next time in front of others? it was rude to treat someone like that" you rested your palms on his shoulders, now looking straight through his eyes.

"Don't ask me to be nice, everyone knows who you are and who I am. I don't like how she expects you to simply speak to her as if you aren't my wife"

"Aww!" you just laughed, planting a kiss in hopes of softening his rigid face. He is handsome- a smile on his lips meant a heaven full of stars to you.

Warmly, he enveloped you in a tender embrace, thumbs cosseting the sides of your cheek. You let yourself melt in his form, feeling his lulling pulse and kneading lips on your ribs and face, never feeling so revered than ever.

The description of the female character included in this piece was inspired from this oc.

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mrsgiovanna · 9 months

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Fighting Imperfections (Don Giorno x Wife!Reader)

I'm sorry, this is just me projecting. I can't remember if I posted this before, but here goes.

Word count: 1.2 k

Warnings: sad, self depreciating reader.

You sighed heavily as you walked out the last of Giorno’s guests. Normally the murmurs of how beautiful of a couple you two are would make you beam with joy, but today it annoyed you because it only amplified your insecurities. Another day… of smiling through the alternating pain and emptiness. Your cheeks hurt, but the physical pain was welcomed, it was so much easier to bear than the ache that thumped in your chest with every heartbeat- a painful reminder that you were still breathing. As the last car rounded the corner away from your luxurious home, your shoulders finally slumped and you trudged away from the door. The master bedroom was one of the few places where you felt safe enough to let your tumultuous emotions wash over you, so there you went.

You had struggled with these negative emotions for many years, losing chunks of time to this unshakeable melancholy. They were difficult to predict or counter. You had locked the door behind you, wanting to try and restore some semblance of calm to your demeanor before facing Giorno again. You threw off the gorgeous designer dress and took a shower before throwing on something soft and comfortable. You had every intention of rejoining your husband but just getting yourself through that little routine had drained whatever energy you had left. He'd be better off catching up with your shared associates though, you mused, feeling as though you wouldn't add anything valuable to their video conferences. Firmly tucked away, drawing your knees towards your chest, you allowed the floodgates to open and let everything out. Usually, a good cry would take care of some of the negative emotions, but this time, it didn't seem to work.

Intrusive thoughts about the worst scenarios plagued your mind despite trying to push them aside. You tried thinking about the good things and how much you had been blessed with but it always morphed into a scenario in which you would ultimately be left alone… so you thought about Giorno and how he makes a daily promise to never leave your side. But you had lost so much, what if he was just lying to you and you'd eventually have to deal with losing him too…

No…

You took as deep a breath as your constricted chest would allow you to and tried to focus your attention on something positive.

Giorno… you thought of him more and your heart ached for a different reason. He loved you, you knew that, but your mind had always managed to convince you that he would be better off with someone else, someone beautiful and vibrant, someone worthy of him because beneath it all you're just a broken doll. The repair is near perfect and nobody can see the fault lines where you cracked, but you feel every fracture, constantly reliving each event that put the cracks there in the first place.

You felt the bed sink on one side as a large comforting hand rubbed your back in circles before pulling back the covers you had buried yourself under.

"You know I'd end anyone who hurts you?"

"I know…"

"So what do I do when you're the one hurting yourself?"

Giorno's glassy eyes didn't leave your face, searching for an answer to his question.

You met Giorno's gaze, feeling a mixture of vulnerability and love in his eyes. His concern was evident, and it touched you deeply. Taking a moment to compose yourself, you reached out and held his hand, intertwining your fingers with his.

"I'm sorry," you whispered, your voice filled with raw emotion. "I don't want to hurt myself, but sometimes it feels like I can't escape these thoughts. They consume me, and I can't help but doubt myself, doubt our love."

Giorno's grip on your hand tightened, his thumb gently caressing the back of your hand. "You are not a broken doll, my love," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "You are the most beautiful and resilient person I know. I fell in love with every part of you, including the cracks. They are a part of your story, a testament to your strength."

Tears welled up in your eyes as his words resonated with you. It was moments like these that reminded you why you fell in love with him in the first place. He saw beyond your insecurities and loved you unconditionally.

"I'm trying, Giorno," you replied, your voice wavering. "I'm trying to believe in myself, in us. But sometimes it's overwhelming."

Giorno leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. "You don't have to go through this alone," he assured you. "I'm here for you, always. We'll face these demons together, and I'll do whatever it takes to help you heal."

Feeling his love and support envelop you, a glimmer of hope sparked within your heart. With Giorno by your side, maybe you could overcome these insecurities and find the peace you longed for.

You snuggled closer to Giorno, seeking solace in his comforting presence. "Thank you," you whispered, your voice filled with gratitude. "I love you."

Giorno smiled softly, his eyes filled with warmth. "I love you too, more than words can express," he replied, his voice laced with sincerity. "Remember, we are a team, and together, we can conquer anything."

Giorno's gaze held a mixture of tenderness and longing, mirroring the emotions swirling within you. Slowly, he leaned in, his lips hovering just above yours, seeking permission and reassurance. You met his gaze, the unspoken understanding between you palpable.

With a gentle nod, you closed the remaining distance between your lips, initiating a kiss that conveyed both vulnerability and passion. It was a kiss that spoke of shared burdens and unyielding support, a tangible connection that transcended words.

The kiss deepened, as if pouring all the love and reassurance you both felt into this single act. It was a moment of solace, a reminder that you were not alone in your struggles. Each brush of your lips conveyed a promise—a promise to heal together, to support one another, and to cherish the imperfect beauty of your shared journey.

Time seemed to stand still as you lost yourself in the tenderness of the moment. The world outside your bedroom faded away, leaving only the two of you, entwined in a cocoon of love and understanding.

When you finally pulled away, breathless and yet more at peace than before, you found solace in Giorno's eyes once again. There, in the depths of his gaze, you saw unwavering devotion and a fierce determination to help you find happiness.

With a small smile, you whispered, "Thank you, Giorno. Thank you for loving me."

Giorno's voice was filled with sincerity as he replied, "Always, my love. Always."

And in that moment, you believed him. You believed in the power of love to heal and overcome and to create a future where your insecurities would no longer hold you captive. Together, you would face whatever challenges lay ahead, guided by the strength of your bond and the depth of your love.

As you lay in his arms, you allowed yourself to believe in his words, finding solace in the love and support he offered. The journey towards healing would be challenging, but with Giorno by your side, you knew you could face anything that came your way. In the sanctuary of his embrace, his presence soothed your troubled mind, and a moment of quiet intimacy enveloped the room. The weight of your insecurities and pain began to fade as you focused solely on the love between you, knowing that in this imperfect existence, you had found a love that was flawless.

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asthmatic-artz · 10 months

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His Theme, Her Dream. (Giorno Giovanna)

➜ Childhood friends torn apart, when they reunite, someone tries to stop their dreams from coming true.

➜ Prince! Giorno Giovanna x Reader

➜ class difference, bullying, attempted murder, jealously, slight obsession.

➜Hiii, I hope you enjoy my first fanfic! I have two more planned! But I hope you like this one!

"Hey Giorno…"

"Yea n/n?"

Two children sat on the pier, looking out into the beautiful ocean. A shooting star passed by, prompting a conversation.

"If I tell you my wish, promise you won't laugh at it?.."

"Why would I laugh? Go ahead!"

A small sigh was let out before the young (h/c) girl laid her head on his shoulder.

"When we grow up, I want to be a pretty princess…and…" She trailed off.

"Huh? I can't hear you."

"...I said I want you to be my prince…"

It was silent for a bit before the young male broke out into giggles, earning a playful shove from his counterpart.

"Hey! You said you wouldn't laugh at it!"

His laughs finally subsided and he pulled her back on his shoulder.

"No…it's funny…"

"Because that's my wish too.."

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"Didn't think this would be how we see each other again..sucks to be you."

You stared in silence as you stood across from your childhood bully.

Today was supposed to be a special day. Being chosen as one of the suitors for the Queen's Sons.

But of course life finds a way to fuck you over in the end.

Ariana and you were both from a smaller village on the outskirts of the kingdom called Atria. It was a beautiful town filled with flowers and beautiful scenery that made for a great vacation spot. It was rare when the royal Court came here as barely anything happened in your small village.

So you were surprised when King Brando herself entered the town and handpicked women he deemed good enough to be his son's suitors.

He was surprisingly nicer than legends had led on. He examined you, coming up upon you while you were sewing a dress for your mother. He demanded that you come with him and you were going to resist but your mother urged you on with a smile.

But that's beside the point. The main issue was Ariana.

She made it her life's mission to make your life a living hell ever since you were young. She would trip you up, pour dye on your dresses, destroy displays you've made for the village, tease you until you cry, make your friends leave you. Anything you could think of she would do to you just because she saw herself as higher.

Ariana was the daughter of a wealthy noble who moved to the capital, and routinely sent money back to his daughter. She was a spiteful Ravenette with blue eyes and had an attitude as if she was better than everyone else.

You were not expecting her to be here. Well, kinda.

You knew her daddy dearest was gonna work some magic so she could be one of the ones chosen.

She was about to say something else before the other girls came in.

You glanced around and noticed that there were a total of 4 other girls besides you and Ariana. One of them you knew already as she was your only friend left. Her name was Trish Una, a kind pink haired girl coming from the capital, with her dad being one of the many royal advisors underneath King Brando.

The other three were huddled around Ariana so you were assuming they all knew each other.

Fucking great. Not only did you have to Ariana and her bullshit, but three others who were gonna follow in her fucking foosteps.

Following behind them was King Brando.

He was a blonde with fierce red eyes, he was built nicely and was tall as hell. It was a rare think for him to suddenly hold this suitor selection for his son. But you assumed it was because he wanted to prepare his son for the throne.

Behind him was Enrico Pucci, his right hand man and the top Priest of the land.

He was a male with Grey hair with dark brown eyes. He had a kind expression on his face as he gave a gentle wave to you all.

He held different tiaras in his arms, all of them were the same except one.

You watched as he went around and placed them all on the others in their hands before coming to you and placing the last one in your hands.

Glancing around you quickly noticed something.

Yours was the only different one.

'Great, mine is the only different one. fuck me…'

"Lift your head up." You listened and were met with the stern face of the king.

He took the tiara from you hand and placed the jewelry on your head and began to speak.

"Attention ladies. You all with silver crowns are ladies in waiting." He then gestures to you.

"The golden tiara represents the one that has been chosen as the next princess and possibly future Queen. The one to continue my legacy with my son."

There was a chorus of gasps, quickly followed by murmuring and whispers.

Ariana glared at you with seething hatred in her eyes.

You however, were about to shit bricks. This woman basically just put a bounty on your head. Why were you chosen?! There were plenty of other girls here that were more capable than you.

You wanted to curl up and cry, but you couldn't as the woman was now leading you away to go and meet the princes.

"HOWEVER" The kings loud booming voice cut through the murmurs and whispers.

"One can easily lose their spot if I deem you unworthy. And trust me I can do it as easily as I gave it to you."

Great. So now you basically have a big ass bounty on your head. Because with that announcement you could feel the sets of eyes on you.

You knew they would do just about anything to steal that crown from you.

Your luck just couldn't have gotten any better.

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You were waiting in a pretty bedroom that you were told would be the room you shared with your future prince to be.

You were nervous beyond belief.

You didn't know what to expect from the future king but you couldn't help be afraid. What if he didn't like you? What if you did something to piss him off and he would have your title stripped away or worse!?

You heard rumors about how fierce he was, following in his fathers. footsteps. He was a force to be reckoned with, and if he was anything like his father.

Your life meant little. He would easily cast you to the dungeon to die.

You were terrified,your mind was racing. Were you even good enough??? What if you didn't do something right???

Why you??

So many things were running through your heard that you didn't realize the door had opened.

"Y/n?"

Your heard a soft, familiar call of your name and your eyes widened. A voice you hadn't heard since your childhood rung in your ears as memories replayed in your head.

"Gio..?"

There in the doorway, looking way different from how he used to was the Prince.

Or rather…

Your childhood bestfriend, Giorno Giovanna.

When you were younger, you had met Giorno when he had jet black hair.

He was a shy and timid boy, living with his mother in the village of Atria. Giorno was always around you, protecting you from harm's way even if he ended up harming himself. He would stop Ariana's harsh bullying and even stuck up for you when someone placed the blame on you.

He would spend nights at the dock, looking up to the stars and dreaming of the future.

So how in the hell did he end up being the prince?!

You shot up from your spot and ran up to him pulling him into a hug. You let out an excited noise and swayed him side to side.

Giorno let out an excited chuckle as he followed in your motions, gripping you as if you were going to disappear if he let go.

The two of you stood their in silence until Giorno pulled away finally, a bright grin on his face, sparkles in his emerald green eyes.

"You look…" He starts, moving his hands down to grab yours."..amazing.." He says finally pulling away and holding your hands.

"Didn't think we would meet like this…"

He chuckles before smirking a bit. "Guess your wish is about to come true, My Princess.." You blushed in embarrassment, playfully smacking his arm. He only laughed at your action.

"Shush! You still remember that?"

Giorno nodded, his gaze softening,

"How could I forget…."

He moved one of his hands underneath your chin to meet your gaze.

"It's when I fell in love…" He stated before placing his soft, plump lips against yours.

Your eyes widened but slowly fluttered closed as Giorno pulled you closer into his arms.

Giorno pulled away with a lovesick expression on his face, "You don't know how long I've waited for this moment.."

He pulled away slightly. "When I found out my dad was the king, I wanted to run and tell you immediately. But my mom shipped me off quickly, not wanting to deal with me anymore and used that as an excuse to get rid of me." He says, his gaze moving to the floor.

"I didn't know if I was ever gonna see you again.." He expresses gripping your hands tightly.

You look up into his eyes, you swear you could see Hearts in them as he spoke again.

"I will keep my promise to you, (n/n)"

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You should've expected this.

None of the other ladies in waiting would talk to you.

None of them.

They all glared at you with distasteful looks. Their eyes were filled with jealousy and hate. They looked like if you had just stolen all the men in the damned country and left them none.

But it wasn't like there wasn't other princes. You knew there were alot more!

Hell ever Giorno's advisors were really attractive!

There was Mista, He was just like Giorno, calculated in the way he did things, he often helped Giorno out with things in the kingdom, guiding him with the instructions his father gave. He also had a weird fear of the number four that cause him to actively avoid the other girls when their were huddled together. Giorno said it was just a superstition he had.

Then there was Narancia and Fugo. Narancia was another of Giorno's friends from the Village and he wanted to help him up, and Fugo was brought in by King Brando to be alongside Narancia.

Narancia was a sweetheart, he was a breath of fresh air in this palace when everyone was so serious and scary.

Fugo was a bit cold at first, but when you started to come around more he warmed up to you and treated you like a sister.

And lastly their was Leone and Bruno. The two of them were a pair and were older than you all. They assisted Giorno whenever he had to go out of the Kingdom to visit his relatives over in the Joestar Kingdom. Bruno was a gentle soul and Leone was just like Fugo, he had to warm up to you. But nowadays you find yourself going to them when you have a problem.

But when not around Giorno, you found yourself spending time with Trish. The two of you were catching up as the only time you got to see her is when you would go to the capital for your mother's medicine. She was worried for you though. She didn't like the way that Ariana and the others were always watching you. Glaring at you as if they were plotting something against you.

You told Trish not to worry about it, and that you would keep your eyes peeled for any sneaky shit that they tried.

I mean you were the jewel of the palace, as King Brando so affectionately referred to you as. You were close to the King as well, sometimes having book reading sessions with him when not attending to your duties with Pucci.

Maybe that would explain why they "hated" you-

"Hey you!"

Your eyes widened as you saw Ariana, Melissa, Uko and Hera all standing there. You froze for a bit.

"We're talking to you!"

You quickly turned on your heels to go back the way that you came.

"Don't run now!"

You heard multiple footsteps come up behind you before you felt hands on your back.

"HEY SKANK ANSWER US WHEN WERE TALKING TO YOU"

You were shoved harshly and grabbed by the arms.

"W-wait huh? Guys what is going on?!?"

Ariana sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes. "Oh shut it. You're gonna spend some time with us. Since you forgot, we are your ladies in waiting" She said with a sickly sweet tone.

You were dragged into an empty room that was closed off.

They threw you to the floor and circled around you.

"You think you're better than the rest of us just because you're set to marry Giorno?!" Ariana yelled before taking her foot and stomping down on your arm.

You cry out in pain, trying to move but the others were holding you down by your hands and legs. They all laughed at your pain, only taunting your please for them to stop

"Not only that, you're around here hanging out with the others…knowing that they are ours!!" Ariana brought her foot down in the same spot multiple times. Your cries were being masked by the laughing and giggling at the pain being inflicted on you.

Ariana scoffed at your weakened state before beckoning Melissa over.

"Hey you. Hand me that stick over there."

The stick in question was a cane, one that you've seen King Brando walk with whenever he had business outside the castle

Ariana picked it up and smirked down at you. "I'm going to hit you until I feel like it's a good time to stop. Maybe then you’ll learn that common trash like you doesn't belong in the castle ."

You didn't even have time to respond before you were hit in the stomach with the cane.

You screamed in pain as she continues to bring the cane down on you. She repeatedly swung the cane down onto your stomach not caring about the desperate pleas you let out.

The other three just simply looked down at you. This was their revenge against you.

Ariana chuckled before lining up the cane with your head before bending down to your level.

"I hope you enjoyed your time as princess…" She started as she wound back.

"..Because it's over…"

The last thing you heard was a sickening Crack before it all went dark.

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"GioGio!"

Giorno hopped down out his mother's arms and ran over to his best friend, capturing her in his arms.

He could hear his mother's voice as she told him. "Be back before dark.."

He nodded and grabbed the (h/c) girls hand and ran over to the flower field.

The two of them flopped down into the flowers, just taking in each other's presence.

The silence was comforting, knowing that their friend was right beside them.

"I wanna be with you forever, (n/n)..."

The (h/c) girl smiled as she looked over at her friend

"I wanna be with your forever too, GioGio.."

Forever and Always…

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"Giorno."

"Giorno!"

"GIORNO GIOVANNA!"

The male snapped out his daydream, looking over to a concerned Trisha and Mista.

"You seen (Y/n)?" Mista asked first then Trish spoke name

"She was supposed to meet me outside in the courtyard! I was gonna help her pick out her wedding dress!”

Giorno paused, he'd nearly forgotten that his coronation was in two days.

He would take over for his father so that could relax in his older years, not that his father would listen to that anyways…

Not only that, he would finally be able to marry his childhood sweetheart, and fulfill the wish that they made years ago.

"No, Pucci said it was her free day today, so she was doing her own thing."

Giorno stood up, "She might be in her room, let's go check. She usually gets caught up in reading the books my Father recommends"

Giorno led Trisha and Mista down the hallway.

He was nervous as all hell. He finally got to marry you! Fulfilling the childish promise from those years ago.

He wanted to be the best for you, he wanted nothing but the best for you.

"Y/n? Trish was wait-"

The Prince stopped mid sentence.

Your room was a mess, stuff was flung everywhere and things were destroyed. And most importantly..

You were missing.

Giorno rushed in, Mista and Trisha quickly followed behind.

"Quick!! Someone tell Father that My Wife is missing!!"

The two quickly turned to go and do as their friend/prince ordered.

Giorno began to search around your room for anything that would give clues to where you could've been taken.

The poor male has not felt such panic since his younger years and he hated the feeling. He couldn't lose you when he was so close to completing his dream with you!

He began searching through your books before finding a letter that slipped out from a book.

Picking it up, he saw that it was a letter, or better yet, a page from a diary or notebook.

When he read the page, he could feel his blood boil.

Dear Diary,

Ariana and the others have been being extremely rude to me recently. They keep whispering about some plan they were going to enact soon.

I'm trying my best to stay close to Trish but she has her own duties as one of my ladies in waiting.

And I cannot burden Giorno to King Brando with this.

I hope that this will come to pass.

Y/n Giovanna.

Future Princess of the Brando Kingdom.

Giorno felt his heart drop to his stomach. You were being bullied again and this time..

He wasn't there to protect you.

The blonde took off out the room running down the hall with the paper, you on his mind.

He needed to find you, he need to know you were okay.

He burst into the throne room where Mista and Trish were informing his father of the situation.

"Giorno-"

"Ariana. Her and the others. They did something to-"

"YOUR HIGHNESS!"

They all look to the entrance to as Mariah, one of the only female advisors his father had came running in.

"There's a body in the storage closet!"

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"Miss Giovanna,"

A woman turns to see a small (h/c) girl staring up at her with a flower crown in her hands.

"What child?"

"Is Giorno home?"

The woman scoffed before snatching the flower crown out to the young girls hands.

"No. And he's not ever coming back. So don't come back to my home again. Brat."

The young girl watches as the woman stomps on the flower crown. Ignoring the cries of the young girl for her to stop.

She then picked it up and threw it.

The young (h/c) girl ran over to the crown and picked it up, it was dirty and torn, ruined now.

She looked up to the late night sky as tears began to well up in her eyes.

"Y-you said you weren't going to leave me behind, Giorno!"

She fell to her knees, sobbing softly.

"You promised!!"

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You were in pain, your body was aching all over and you felt sticky blood on your forehead, a cool rag gliding across your forehead.

"God Y/n…you need to wake up…" It was Trish, concern and worry laced in her voice.

You used all your energy to raise your hand and placed it on hers.

Trish stopped wiping your forehead. And quickly grabbed your hand "Y/n?!?"

Your slowly cracked your eyes open and looked up at the pink haired girl. You gave a weak smile and she got up and ran out of the room.

"Giorno! She's awake!!"

You could heard another pair of rapid footsteps coming towards the room and coming up to your bedside.

"(N/n)!" He gently puts his hands on either side of your cheeks and places a soft kiss on your lips.

Giorno had tears smiling streaming down his face, he kept kissing your lips as if you were about to disappear.

"Y-you're okay…you're okay…" He mumbles as he looks at you.

You slowly reach your hands up to place them on his cheek.

"I-im just hurting Giorno…but I'm aliv-" Giorno hugged you tightly, your eyes widened as you felt a wet sensation on your shoulder.

He was crying.

“Giorno are you-“

“I almost fucking lost you again.” He said blankly, before finally letting you go.

“I almost lost you because someone else was jealous of what we had….someone who used to bully and harm us..” Giorno sighed softly before he left your side.

“I’m going to handle this. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it.

You watched as he left your room and you felt scared for a bit, then you realized. You were the future princess, they harmed you out of jealous. Just because you were close to the prince.

A part of you felt bad for what was about to come to them.

But another sick and twisted part wanted to see all what they had done to you, done back to them.

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It was quiet as Ariana and the others returned from their outing with Hol Horse. Ariana held a smirk on her face. Her plan was working. Once you disappeared, the King would force Giorno to pick someone else to be his bride and she would get what she wanted all along,

“Ah, to think the wimpy little boy from childhood would become king?” She says and Mira raises an eyebrow. “You knew the prince before hand?”

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Ariana nodded. “Oh yeah. He was a little bitch along side (y/n)”

She said while walking, chuckling afterwards.

"Besides, ain't nothing he can do if his daddy picks me-"

"Oh? Really?"

The group freezes as they turn to see King Brando standing there with Giorno at his side.

"Is this the same one, Son?"

"Yes. She is the one who bullied me and My wife. She's the one who injured her as badly as she did."

The King smirked as he snapped his fingers.

A couple of guards grabbed the girls by their arms as he walked up to Ariana.

"Now, it's time for you to feel the pain that you inflicted."

He backs away as Giorno approaches her with the same weapon she used on you.

"Say goodbye."

Bells were chiming as you were being twirled around in Giorno’s arms. His original pink suit traded out for a white vers.

You let a chorus of giggles as Giorno placed a flurry of kisses on your cheek.

“Hey Y/n?”

“Yes Giorno?”

“How does it feel to see our dream come true?”

You chuckle at that as he sets you down on the ground.

"It feels wonderful,my prince.."

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Hired Help [2.5]

Pairings - Bucciarati Gang x Reader

A/n - This is a bonus chapter that @abellaheart-blog

is to blame for....It was supposed to be Leone getting bullied about the piss incident but somehow y/n gets rinsed the most...Narancia's POV

⟨ Part Two | Masterlist | Part Three ⟩

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pfpanimes · 2 years

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⌕ jojo's bizarre adventure - giorno giovanna.

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strawberryvanillablast · 1 year

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Marionette's Strings (Giorno Giovanna X Reader)

For Giorno Month 2023! @mrsgiovanna.

Prompt: Nightmares.

Fluff Sentence: "Sleep, darling, I'll protect you from the nightmares."

This prompt was made for me. >:D

TW: Nightmares, Blood mention, Puppets

It was quiet, too quiet.

Giorno frowned as he looked around the office. Something was amiss in the air and dread slowly crawled down his spine. He stood up, eyes warily training on every nook and cranny of the office. Giorno decided to get a glass of water, to calm his nerves before he worked again. His Stand, Gold Experience Requiem, hummed under his skin frantically.

'Something's wrong,' Giorno thought. 'I can feel it. Something is really wrong here and I don't know what it is.'

He slowly descended down the stairs to the living room where he was hit with a strong sense of fear. The living room was cloaked in an inky, thick darkness where he could barely make out the various shapes of the furniture. He frowned as he grabbed the stairs' railing tightly, very careful to tread lightly on the steps. However, he slipped and fell right into some liquid.

"Huh," Giorno blinked, flabbergasted, and looked at his hands. "What, what the hell?"

His eyes widened when he saw what liquid stained his hands. It was a deep dark red with a strong iron scent. His stomach churned with the familiar discomfort of nausea as he tried to get away from this river. It wasn't until he was back in the office somehow. He looked all around.

"Giorno."

That was Bruno's voice. Giorno turned around to see Bruno standing there, looking at him lifelessly. Around his neck, arms, and legs were thin threads. The strings jerked Bruno's body erratically as it tumbled over to Giorno. Giorno bit back a scream, horrified.

"B-Bucciarati," Giorno stuttered. "How did this happen...?"

"What are your orders, Giorno," Bruno's voice mumbled mechanically. "We will follow you to the end, Giorno. We will die for you, Giorno." His voice sounded rough, scratchy, robotic. As if he was another mafioso.

"Bruno," Giorno whispered. "Bruno, what are you talking about?"

"You are the Don of Passione now, Giorno," Bruno continued on. "You control every single one of our movements." His arm waved and soon, all of Giorno's friends appeared in the same state that Bruno was. "It's all up to you, Don Giorno. You command us. You're our puppeteer."

"W-What?"

Giorno looked down at his hands in horror. His lithe fingers had been tightly intertwined with thin cords of string, like that of a puppeteer. He tried to get the strings off his hands but found that he could not move an inch. Giorno found that his own arms and legs were tied up in string.

"Yes," A low voice sneered in the air. "You are the puppeteer, Giorno Giovanna. But you'll always be a puppet in my hands."

Giorno dared to look up and saw a demonic Diavolo grinning down at him with his claws puppeteering Giorno's arms and legs. Giorno tried to struggle against the string, but it was useless, useless, useless...

"GioGio," A soft voice gently whispered. "GioGio, time to wake up. It's time for you to take your medicine."

Giorno's eyes fluttered open to see an angelic face looking at him and a soft hand petting his hair. For a few minutes, he was confused as to what happened while he was moved into a sitting position on the bed by the angel, who was none other than [Y/N]. A faint bell mixed with a light weight jumping on the bed and cuddling next to him revealed to be Midnight, the Passione cat.

"What happened?" Giorno whispered, confused.

"You have a fever," [Y/N] answered gently, gently handing him the cup of medicine. "No doubt from overworking and the weather change."

"Fever, huh," Giorno huffed a mirthless laugh as he drank the cup of medicine. "That explains it."

"You mean the nightmare you had," [Y/N]'s brows furrowed. "Yeah, I can't imagine it was all that pleasant."

"It was," Giorno sighed, gently petting Midnight. "Well, it was horrible. I was like a marionette on strings and everyone else was, too. And, as I was trying to get the strings off, I saw..." A shudder. "I saw... him."

"Oh," [Y/N] whispered in understanding before smiling and holding Giorno's face in their hands. "It'll be okay. It's just a weird dream."

"I know," Giorno nodded gently. "It's just that it was frightening and seemed too real."

"It feels like that, sometimes," [Y/N] nodded in understanding. "Want me to stay here until you fall asleep?"

"...Yes," Giorno answered after a moment's hesitation. "I would really like that."

[Y/N] gently laid Giorno down while Midnight adjusted so that she could cuddle up to Giorno. Giorno smiled and let his eyes slip close while [Y/N] stroked his hair lovingly.

"Sleep, darling," He heard them whisper. "I'll protect you from the nightmares."

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When a Good Deed Causes a Series of Unexpected Events - Chapter 1 - The Encounter

As a general rule in a large city, you should MYOB - Mind Your Own Business. Of course, who would've thought calling a man an ambulance and giving him your umbrella would leave to something called Stands. Definitely not you.

My first Tumblr post! My blog will be fanfics, mostly JoJo's Bizarre Adventure and maybe Overwatch. Not sure if I will take requests yet.

For this story, I don't know how fast chapters will be coming out, nor do I know how many chapters it will have. I do want to say that, so far, this story in progress has over 10k words.

It's my first fanfic I'll be publishing, and a lot of it is just me going with the flow. I'll let you know if previous chapters have changed and what changed. Feedback is welcomed!

As you stand inside the old brick building, you watch pellets of water race down the glass windows, creating a blurry kaleidoscope of colors. You hear a distant low rumble of thunder, a reminder of the powerful storm raging outside. It’s been three days since you last caught a glimpse of the moon, hidden behind the thick veil of clouds that have been crying down on the city. This relentless downpour had transformed the streets into shallow rivers, and it seemed like the storm had no intention of relenting.

But you were grateful for the shelter of the building. It's a familiar haven from the relentless rain—a place where you've found solace amid the chaos of Lapalton's changing seasons. You decide not to think too much about the storm and to enjoy the soothing sound of the rain tapping against the windows. It's a comforting backdrop to the cacophony of voices and clinking glasses that fill the bar tonight.

“Why?” The drunkard’s wording slurred, “Why? Why did she leave me?”

You continue to clean a wine glass with a towel, your focus on your task. Such outbursts are common among the last-call patrons, and you’ve learned not to take it personally. But when he places a crinkled hand on top of yours and starts rubbing, you feel a surge of discomfort. You try to pull away, but he tightens his grip.

“Sir, please let go,” you say calmly, unsure if he’ll even pay heed to your comment.

Instead, he starts mumbling about how he can’t find someone like you who’s good at “care.” You raise an eyebrow at his words, having not a clue on what he’s even muttering about.

When he finally notices the deafening silence, he releases your hand and stands up. “You’re too fat for my taste anyways,” he mutters, stumbling towards the door, leaving no tip.

No. Tip.

Bartending for the rich is great, they said. It pays well, they said. High end bar, my ass. I’m barely pulling $10 a night in tips.

Several months back, you used to work at a small hotel. Checking people in, reserving rooms, and even sometimes cleaning the questionably wet bed sheets. There, you overheard your coworkers gossiping about Maria, a coworker who quit her job and became a high-class bartender, making six figures. The words “six figures” were all you needed to hear. You quit all your jobs without two weeks’ notice once you surprisingly got a job at SPW, a high-end bar in one of the biggest cities in America.

That hype immediately faded on day three.

Sure, your salary did increase, but it surely was not the six figures you were promised. You know what did increase? Your hatred for the wealthy. They constantly brag about being rich, but they can’t spare you a few dollars? The rare time you do get tipped fairly is if they bring a party with them; they only tip as a power move to show just how wealthy and considerate they are to their group.

After cleaning up the bar, you grab your things, open your umbrella, and lock the doors. Unfortunately for you, buses run less frequently past midnight, and it is currently two-thirty in the morning. So, your options are to either take the thirty-two-minute walk or wait an hour at the bus stop that is about two blocks away where drug addicts hang out.

You trudge through the pouring rain.

Walking home in this fucking sucks.

You do love rain, just not when you have to walk through it at two-thirty in the morning after a twelve-hour shift.

Surprisingly, you reach your block five minutes faster than usual. The motivation to make it home made you walk faster. All you wanted to do was sleep.

In the distance, you spot a familiar sight – an unconscious man leaning against the aged brick walls, slumping over. You live on the less fortunate side of the city, near the slums. The disoriented drug addicts, wandering drunkards, and the frequent thievery and robberies make this area one of the worse areas to live, but the inexpensive rent of a decently size apartment is a major selling point for you. Luckily, all the crazies you’ve encountered so far have been relatively harmless. Still, you’re always on edge whenever you pass one.

If people were amidst a drug exchange or passed out drunk, you’d wait it out; unless they overdosed, they typically don’t stay for more than half an hour. However, tonight, you don’t care. You don’t feel like waiting for this one to get up and go. The weather is abhorred, and you’re drenched, cold, dirty, and exhausted. A steaming hot shower and a good night’s rest sounds like heaven right about now.

You proceed with caution and approach. You were planning to just ignore him. However, your bafflement got the best of you. You halt and squat down to stare at the young man before you. Despite the alleyway being dimly lit, the man’s golden, disheveled hair shines like a polished gold bar. He looks around to be your age – early 20s. His expensive-looking black suit and pants consist of many cuts and scuffs; it seems as though he got into a fight with someone.

You lean forward and take a whiff.

“Well, he’s not drunk.”

You put a hand to his nose; you feel a light puff of air. Then, you pull up both his tattered sleeves. No track marks. No injuries.

Your eyebrows furrow. This man is mysterious and sketchy. Mysterious because he’s hot and looks innocent. Sketchy because he’s in a not-so-good area in this awful weather, unconscious of all things. He looks like he got into a fight, but he’s completely uninjured.

I bet he’s part of an Italian mafia. Like that movie, Godfather.

You shot up and stumble back when you hear a small grumble from him. You stay deathly still for a minute, readying to bounce if need be. However, the man eyes never opened.

You let out a small sigh of relief. You feel terrible as he sits knocked out in a dirty alleyway in the rain. You truly do want to help him. However, you don’t know him. You don’t know who’s after him. Why he ended up here in the first place. It’s too dangerous to assume he’s a good person. Still, you did not want to leave him like this. You place an umbrella over the man and call for an ambulance before heading in the direction of your apartment.

Your apartment complex is unique – there is no main indoor lobby where you could chat with the landlord and take an elevator up to your floor. No, instead, you must walk up a flight of questionably rusty metal stairs to get to the door of your apartment. Fortunately, you are only on the 3rd floor and not the 13th floor.

You unlock the door to your apartment. The exterior would fool anyone into believing that the old building is rack and ruined. It may or may not potentially fail a building inspection, but the apartments - well at least yours - are very clean. The complex is a bit expensive for the area, but much cheaper compared to the inner city, meaning there are more people like you and less addicts living within the flats. Though, the smell of weed does pass by from time to time.

When you step into your apartment, a familiar, rubber, black mat greets you. You bend down to untie your dress shoes and place them neatly in the small compartment beside you. Your studio apartment is spacious. Hidden in some parts of your white walling are large storage compartments. You had a white sliding door that disconnects and reconnects the kitchen area from the rest of the living room. A black metal staircase to the left leads you to your bed. Very spacious indeed, but dark. Your only window is the one next to the entry door; though, at least it’s a large window. Another feature located to the left of your door is the bathroom that harbors a washer and dryer.

Turning the handle of your bathroom door, you hear the familiar click as it opens. You reach for the shower handle and, after a few moments of finicking, water streams down from the showerhead. As you shed your clothes and step into the shower, the hot water soothes your tired body, and a contented sigh escapes your lips. Thoughts of your job as a bartender, with its challenges posed by wealthy patrons, linger in your mind. Being a bartender has its moments of fun, but it's also filled with frustrations, and you can't help but think about the high turnover rate in your line of work. People can be demanding, and the pay is barely above the minimum yearly salary.

You dry yourself off, slip on a pair of warm pajamas, and head to bed. Usually, you would sit down and do at least an hour of assignments for your classes, but you are not in the mood today.

Your eyes flutter open. Stifling a groan, you sit up and pull out your flip phone from under your pillow.

9:42 a.m.

March 11th, 2008.

Normally, you’d sleep for a few more hours. However, your kitchen is starving; you have not gone grocery shopping for the past two weeks because you’ve been so caught up with work. Your boss proposed higher pay if you willingly worked from opening to closing this entire week. Of course, you outright rejected. Then, he countered with time-and-a-half. There was no hesitation when you told him, “Bet.”

Even with your 5’2” stature, the loft area of your apartment is too petite for a proper stretch. You slowly climb down your ladder to prepare for the day ahead.

After eating an instant mac-and-cheese microwave bowl, you put on your shoes, and head out. As you walk down the metal staircase, you notice the absence of the young man from last night. A pang of guilt courses through you as you think of the condition you left him in. You’re hopeful an ambulance came to give him the care he needs.

As you tread by where the young man was, you suddenly catch sight of something. Something that smitten you instantly. Amidst the dark, dank alley, something in the distance shines with an otherworldly brilliance, beckoning you closer. There is no resistance; you mindlessly walk towards the light, until you’re standing right in front it. Your head tilts. It’s still unclear as to what it is; the intense shine blocks the view. You reach out towards the light.

A sudden, searing pain has you screeching at the top of your lungs. You’re quick to clasp a hand over your mouth to muffle your screams of agony. Your body suddenly felt heavy, and you began to sweat excessively. The world seems to be spinning around you at a rapid pace. Something is not right, you thought, just as your legs buckle. You crumble to the ground.

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starry-snippets · 1 year

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thinking about how giorno is a big ole nature nerd. he loves bugs. he loves scary animals nature found fun to create. giorno doesn’t shy away from mosquitos and roaches, he may not adore them, but he definitely finds beauty and things to be fascinated about them. the way a lizard will shoot it’s own blood, how they’ll detach their limbs, how they’ve grown to endure and thrive in insane heat. he’s the type of guy to pick up a garden snake so gently it doesn’t dare attack him. his charisma extends past just people. giorno will see a bunny caught in a snare trap and it’ll stay still for him to free it, and then it’ll stare at him with wide eyes while sniffing. animals and bugs stare at him with the same adoration that he stares at them with. he treasures life in all its manifestations and that’s why his stand has the power it does. that’s why giorno has such strong dreams and determination, why he fights so hard against everything unjust he’s ever faced. giorno is someone who appreciates life in all its forms. from the petals of carnations to the fly a frog has grabbed with its tongue. it captivates and intrigues him to no end, and he’ll never be shamed out of loving nature by anyone

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serendipitous-imagines · 10 months

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Hello there! I hope I don't sound rude! Apologies if I do!

For JJBA, would it be okay if there was a scenario where Giorno and Josuke act different due to a Stand?

Giorno acts hyper, bubbly, and adorable while Josuke acts super-shy, timid, and adorable? And general cuteness ensues for their gf?

Oh My Worm!! I love this concept!!! This was so fun to write!! I hope you enjoy it! Also don’t worry you didn’t sound rude at all, friend!!! Maybe this will need a part two? Who knows! But I did enjoy it a lot! Thank you for the request!

GIORNO GIOVANNA

✦ You had been calmly sitting with Bruno and Abbacchio in the typical restaurant, mostly passing the time and waiting for Giorno to come back. He had been sent out on a mission with Narancia and Mista, the usual stuff, from what it sounded like, it was probably taking down some drug traffickers. Though, for such a simple job it was taking a while. But then again, Giorno was out with Narancia and Mista, and you knew how those two sometimes got carried away or distracted on the way back. A sigh left your mouth as you stood up and stretched. “Thanks for the meal, you two. I think I’m going to take a little walk. I’ll probably be back in like ten or twenty minutes,” you told the both of them, being met with nods. You gave the two a small wave right before you were about to open the door and head out. Suddenly, you felt a body crashing into yours and a familiar set of arms wrapping themselves around you. “Y/NNNNNNNNNN!!!” an extremely familiar voice called out, shaking your body around in their embrace. You had to blink a few times to really process who this was and what was happening. “Gi..Giorno?” you sputtered out in shock, never having seen your boyfriend act this way before— at least not in public. “Oh Y/N! I missed you so so so soooooo much! I couldn’t stop thinking about you the whole time~!” he chirped out excitedly as he nuzzled his face into your neck, his hands rubbing up and down your back with no real rhyme or rhythm to their motion. Your body was starting to get extremely warm from all the attention and energy, wrapping your arms back around Giorno’s shoulders. A small giggle left you feeling Giorno starting to attack your neck with kisses, your hand pulling him out of the doorway with you to a side room. “What’s gotten into you~?” you asked in a playful tone between all of the kisses to your neck. Almost as if summoned, Mista and Narancia ran through the doors, panting and looking around, breathing a sigh of relief seeing Giorno holding onto you. “So.. what happened?” you asked the two, letting out small giggles whenever your boyfriend would tickle your sides. “So uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Giorno was hit by a stand user and now he’s acting all completely lovey-dovey and hyper! Total opposite to how he is!” Narancia said, moving his hands around to kind of gesture to his body. “I can tell that—“ you said, squeaking when Giorno kissed your neck again, making you start blushing harder. “It shouldn’t last forever,” Mista added, winking at you. He was a bitch for doing that, now your face was even redder knowing that he was teasing you for it. “Well, thank you guys,” you glared at Mista, “I’ll go take Giorno and we can wait for this to wear off. Tugging your boyfriend around until you could get him into one of the rooms Bruno kept private, you sat him down on the couch and hopped into his lap, planning on soaking in all of the giggly and energetic love this stand gave Giorno for a while now.

JOSUKE HIGASHIKATA

✦ It had been a couple of hours since Josuke had left with Jotaro to go on a hunt for a suspected stand user. Usually going out with Jotaro only took an hour or two, so this was atypical to say the least. You were starting to get extremely worried for your boyfriend— was it possible he had gotten hurt? Or had something worse happened? Anxiety and dark thoughts could not help but bubble in your mind, you knew just how dangerous some stand users could be and while you had faith in both Josuke and Jotaro, you could not help but feel worried. Your thoughts were interrupted by a barely audible knock on the door. Immediately your body moved faster than your mind, practically flinging the door wide open. “Josuke?” the concerned tone left your mouth seeing your usually confident boyfriend with his face buried in Jotaro’s bicep and his ears a bright red. “Is he okay?” you asked Jotaro, watching as Josuke slowly turned his head to look at you, his face getting a brighter pink. “He’s fine, he was hit with an effect from the recent stand user we encountered. The effect should wear off in a couple of hours,” Jotaro nudged Josuke forward into the doorway, practically shoving your boyfriend right into your arms. “Call me if anything happens,” Jotaro said before giving you a nod and turning around to go off wherever he usually went. Josuke was covering his face with his hands and trying to avoid looking at you. Out of curiosity, you wrapped your arms behind his neck, swaying his body side to side with your own. “Josuke, what’s wroooonnngg~? I’ve never seen you act this way before~” you asked affectionately, finding this new shyness to be extremely adorable. Josuke let out a soft whine and shakily placed a hand on your hip, still avoiding eye contact. “You’re just… so beautiful… my heart is racing way too fast,” he mumbled as quietly as he could, shrinking into himself. A soft squeal of excitement at his cuteness left your mouth as he buried his face in the top of your head.

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xescaaa · 1 year

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Starboy

Featuring Giorno Giovanna ( +18 characters) x reader

CW: NSFW/ smut, MDNI,Female reader, Spanking, spoiler ig ? idk, cursing, rough sex? kinda , Kitchen sex, sex without protection( stay safe) friends to lovers, and breeding.

This was kind of inspired by another Giorno smut but I cant find the author so credits to u if u see this ( it was a smut w kitchen sex as well:) )

ALSO INSPIRED BY THE SONG " Stargirl Interlude" by Lana Del Rey and The weekend

1 am:

You are currently chilling in the kitchen snacking on ice cream instead of sleeping. Although joining the gang was fun and full of adventures, you also enjoyed to have some piece and quiet in the mansion.

While currently eating ice cream on the kitchen counter in a calm state of mind, your mind at the same time couldn't help but think of Don Giorno Giovanna. Well, how could you blame myself? he is so fucking handsome , his toned chest, silky blonde hair, and good looks surely earned him a spot in your mind.

Deep in thought about the handsome Don,

you hadn't noticed that someone else had gone into the kitchen. Adjusting your eyesight a bit more you realized that it was Don Giorno himself, that had gone into the kitchen himself to get a glass of water.

Oh hello y/n, didn't know you would be up this late , said Giorno as he softly smiled.

Oh- uh, Yea I was hungry so I went downstairs to have some ice cream- you say.

Giorno had gray sweatpants showing his V- line, no shirt and his silky blonde hair resting peacefully on his shoulders. You couldn't help but to drift your eyes all over his body which looked even better reflecting off the moonlight.

Like what you see? says Giorno as he giggles a bit.

O- Oh sorry ,you say as you blush instantly looking away.

You know, says Giorno

although you are my friend, fuck..., you are so beautiful, smart, and caring.

R-really? you reply blushing

Yes, you are also really hot, says Giorno lifting your chin up to look at him.

So tell me Cara, Giorno says

Do you love me the way I love you?

Yes, I do- before saying more, you felt the Don's lip crash with yours. Placing himself between your legs on front of the counter the kisses turned more passionate and hotter, each other's hands scrambled all over your bodies and your sleep wear long discarded somewhere in the kitchen.

Turn around Bella, said Giorno as he sucked your neck, making you release a soft moan. Letting go your legs from Giorno's waist, you let your feet down onto the kitchen floor and turn around.

Let me know if it's too much, whispers Giorno into your ear.

You nod and suddenly feel a harsh spank go on your ass making you moan Giorno's name.

You like that huh cara?-Giorno says as he spanks your ass more, leaving his handprints as your nails scratch the countertop, letting out tears of pleasure out of your eyes and wanton moans out of mouth.

Such a beautiful ass you have cara mia, says Giorno as he presses his clothed hard cock against you, massaging your buttocks before letting more spanks on your ass making you crave more of him.

Giogio, you say as you bite your lip, containing from moaning more and you pressing against his hard cock.

Yes Bella? he says

I want your cock inside of me .. please - you say while rubbing your clit in desperation.

Hmmm,you're lucky we are alone at the mansion, if not, everyone would know who's about to fuck that pretty pussy of yours so good, Says Giorno as he spreads your pussy lips, making you release a moan.

Get on the counter and lay down on your back dolcezza. Once your position changed, you see Giorno taking off his gray sweats and underwear releasing his hard cock which is with a red tip and leaking from precum. Look at what you did to me cara, Giorno whispers into your ear as he makes you wrap your hand around his cock.

Holy shit Giogio , you say containing a moan

Your so fucking big, I say jerking Giorno off before letting go. You taste so good too , you giggle as you lick some of the precum left on your finger.

Lining himself against your wet entrance, he slowly pushes his tip in making you softly whimper in anticipation, Be patient Cara, Giorno says and all you can do is nod.

Once Giorno settled his cock in your perfect pussy he couldn't resist but release praises out of his mouth as he slowly thrusted into you. With his thrusts getting faster and harder all you can do is let out moans which get louder and louder as he keeps on fucking your pussy so good.

Oh fuck Giogio! right there please!- you moan as he thrusts his cock into your pussy restlessly hitting your sweet spot each time, drawing you closer to your release. Feeling Giorno rub your clit with his fingers as he kissed you was all you needed to cum, with a few more thrusts you feel Giorno's cock twitch inside of you and release hot white cum inside your gummy walls.

( THANK YOU SM FOR READING!DONT BE AFRAID TO LEAVE REQUESTS🫶)

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noaltbruh · 1 year

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Hello! Can I request bucci gang with fem s/o who had a military background? She's stern, disciplined, can bark out orders and be your biggest life coach like it's nothing, her raw physical power is inhumane to the point she rarely use her stand, overall just give you military general vibe. But later when the mc and one of the members starts dating, she shows her sentimental side and surprisingly a kinda awkward simp lmao

That's it I hope you have a good day💖

Oh! This request was quite original for sure 😄 But it was fun writing it! And thank you for asking me to write stuff or I'd basically be playing Octopath 2 during all my free time-

Bucci gang with a S/O with a military background

Giorno 🐞

Needless to say, Giorno really respects you not only as a person, but also as a precious ally and colleague.

He thinks highly of you since you're so stern and disciplined, he knows he can rely on you when there's something he cannot handle on his own.

He sometimes comes to you for advice, he just feels like he can trust your judgement.

Okay, can I just say he's a bit startled by how...Aggressively encouraging you are? He thinks it's pretty fun, but he must admit he's very impressed by just how energetic you can be, mixed with your firm behavior as well.

He will never, ever say it out loud...But this boy is a bit intimidated by your physical power to be honest. Okay, he's pretty muscular, but he's not nearly as strong as you are.

He knows this fear is dumb since his stand easily makes up for it, but he can't help it and it embarrasses him greatly. With that being said, he still looks up to you for the effort you put into maintaining such physical conditions.

Of course, seeing your personality shift when you got into a relationship surprised him at first glance, but thinking about it, he can't say he couldn't have seen it coming.

After all, you just HAD to be hiding something more to you behind your military façade. He knows it well since he's the first to mask himself.

He doesn't hesitate to take advantage of this other part of you though. He'll try his absolute hardest to cluster and make you away as soon as he realizes how awkward you actually are.

He'll actually call you cute quite often and probably giggle seeing you all embarrassed, but he never holds malicious intentions whatsoever. He simply thinks you're adorable.

He warmly welcomes your romantic side too, being quite romantic himself, although it may not be very clear at first glance. He'll reserve fancy dinners, grow flowers and buy you the most beautiful roses as a way to keep up with your lovely antics, he can't afford to fall short.

Bruno 🤐

Bruno's brain is low-key trying to process your existence, since you're so different from the rest of his team-

That doesn't mean he does not appreciate you, he really does! It's just... He'd always been used to be the one who gives orders and supports his men, not the other way around.

So, seeing you do what is usually his responsibility and duty highly catches him off guard, but he's quite thrilled by it at the same time, which is what first causes him to developed this of admiration for you.

But be prepared for him to still encourage and guide you whenever he gets the chance to. He thinks it's a good way to indirectly tell you that you're allowed to rely on others too sometimes and you don't always have to be strong.

With that being said, he thinks very highly of you because of your sterness and discipline, you get stuff done when it's necessary and he doesn't hesitate to praise you if you did a good job...Which is pretty much always.

He may even give you some of the hardest jobs, but never too much to overwhelm you. He knows you have limits like everyone else and respects them.

While he does think that your raw strength is impressive, he'll also push you to use your stand more and train to fight with it too.

It's not that he doesn't think you're powerful, but some situations just HAVE to be handled through stands, you can't risk.

He's obviously taken aback by your sudden change, you're just so different from the person he had grown accustomed to. Even so, he must say he's quite happy about this too. After all, it is truly a sign that you're willing to let your guard down around him and be yourself more.

Although he did not expect you to simp and get all bashful as soon as he started to court you...

...And most of all, to court him back as soon as you got the hang of it. It does highly pleas him though, it's really nice to know that good ol' romanticism still exists outside of him.

All these different aspects to your personality only stimulate his curiosity towards you, he truly think you're a unique one and he won't rest until he gets to see everything you have to offer.

Mista 🔫

Nah buddy you don't understand how cool Mista thinks you are.

Honestly he's just astounded by your physical strength, he didn't even think someone could possibly be that ripped to the point where's you wouldn't even have to use your powers.

You low-key scare him, but there's no way in hell he's going to admit that. He also wants to be stoped and crushed by you, but he won't be saying that either.

The pistols love to be around you because of your whole vibe, but number five in particular likes you a lot because he feels safe in your presence and knows the others won't mess with him if you're there.

He's a fan of your praises and hype, he's sperate vero confident, bug having someone else's supports always feels good, doesn't it.

Probably didn't follow your orders at first and thought you were just joking around, then he saw your killer look and went "shit", before immediately doing what you told him-

Despite the respect he has for you, he can't help but think that you worry way too much about stuff and you need to learn how to relax a bit.

Because of this, he'll goof around and make jokes even more when you're near him than usual. He wants to help you to let loose a bit and become more chill.

Honestly, he thinks it's thanks to him that you changed so much once you got together lol.

Once he realizes you're just a huge simp, he'll look for all sorts of ways to embarrass and fluster you, it basically becomes one of his favorite hobbies. If he went too far, you might have to punch him to make him stop, not that he'd mind tho.

Mista's not a very romantic person, but that doesn't mean he can't appreciate your own romantic side. The fancy dates, all those sweet words and moments are surely quite different from most relationships Mista's ever had, but that's also why he likes them. They're a new territory, and he's all in for that.

Narancia 🍊

Mommy? SORRY-...Mommy?

You can't tell me this isn't true. You think you're a simp? You've got Narancia on his knees simply by existing.

Literally, just say the word and he'll come running for your, hanging from your finger, following whatever order you may give him and completing him exactly like you told him to.

Please, support him and encourage him whenever he gets stuff done right. This boy lives for your approval and hearing you give him advice or tell him he did a good job will make him 10 times more motivated to get anything done.

He's a bit insecure about himself, so knowing you think positively of him reassures him a lot.

Speaking of which, he knows he's safe in your presence, and it's a great source of comfort for him.

Honestly, he thinks your whole super stern and collected behavior is super badass, he loves how you can keep your cool even in tough situations and you never seem to snap like he does. He just wants to be like you sooo badly!

You gotta stop his jaw from falling to the ground when he sees you beat the hell out of an enemy. After staring at you in awe for a second, he'll remember he needs to help you fight and will gladly join in kicking the dude to death.

With that being said, he'll spend the entre nighr staring at the ceiling and thinking about awesome you looked-

In case you haven't noticed, he'd quite muscular himself, he wants to train with you too! His dream is to become as powerful as you are, but if he can't, just training knowing you're by side, and showing off he can also be strong is enough for him.

Okay, when your personality begins to shift, Orange boy is so lost. It's not that he doesn't like you anymore of anything, he's just...Confused. You're so different from the Y/N he's used to.

With that being said though, he quickly gets used to this change, and he's all in for that! Honestly, the fact that you sometimes come off as a bit awkward just makes it easier for him to empathize with your feelings, since he'd most definitely be very nervous around you out of pure embarrassment during your first conversations.

But he takes your simping deep admiration for him as a way to show off to you! He's gonna prove he's just as badass as you are, he wants to leave you speechless and will give everything he has to impress you, no holding back!

This boy is 100% a hopeless romantic, although he's bad at putting his lovely dovey ideas into practise, mostly because he's very clumsy and he'd probably set the kitchen on fire trying to make a nice candlelight dinner-

Because of this, knowing you're alike when it comes to romanticism reassures him. He knows that even if he messes up sometimes, you'll still always appreciate his effort and the energy he puts in his sweet gestures for you.

Moreover, no matter what you may do or organize with Nari, like watching the moon together or dedicating a song to him, he'll cherish it forever and ever in his heart. Every romantic moment you two share become a core memory that he's constantly going to think back to and smile without even realizing it.

He'll always love you, no matter what side of yourself you may be showing :)♡

Fugo 🍓

My friend, Fugo's afraid of you-

Have you seen this guy? He feels like a wimp compared to you, he's genuinely afraid you're just gonna take him and rip his bones in half.

When he does start to realize that you'd never do that, however, he begins to feel...Relived by your presence, in a sense. You just seem like someone he can rely on, which puts him at ease.

Also, you're one of the few people in the house who aren't constantly annoying or trying to piss him off. You're serious and he knows he can have a mildly intelligent conversation with you.

You're a good partner on missions too. He respects the way you're so determined on upholding your duty and don't mess around, he's faithful that any enemy you may face is screwed as long as he's got you with him.

He understands why you'd prefer to rely on your physical force rather than your stand, he doesn't like using Purple Haze either. Even so, he does partially think that it's a bit of a waste not to put it in action, since yours doesn't put everything and everyone in danger as soon as it shows up.

Okay let's be honest, boy's probably got the physical strength of a little girl, unless he's angry.

Therefore, some advice or words of encouragement from you are always more than welcomed, they push him to better himself while still reminding him that he's already doing fine.

When you show him your more sentimental and awkward side, Fugo gets you so well. He may seem smart and all but he's an embarrassing simp himself.

So, you guys go together like two peas in a pod, you just feel very understood by the other and don't fear their judgment at all. You're both messes so you cancel your goofiness out.

Your romantic side is gonna get him so flustered. He blushes easily and has most likely never been in a relationship before, so this kind of...Ahem, behavior, makes him scream inside, but with joy for once.

He'll try to organize something romantic for you in return, and it'll be either the most well-crafted, prepared and unique date ever...Or a total disaster. Either way, his effort is admirable.

Abbacchio ⏪

I'm sorry but Abbacchio couldn't stand you at first.

Your whole behavior just reminds him too much of the person he used to be, and just looking at you feels like looking at himself in a broken mirror.

Tries to avoid you as much as he can, and when it's not possible, he's the rudest, meanest, coldest fucker around.

The two of you only started to get along after you either saved or was a huge help to him during a mission. He was taken aback by your raw sstrength, but literally all he did once this was over was calling you a moron for not using your stand.

Secretary, he thought it was the most badass scene he's ever assisted to in his life. No, he'll never say it directly, screw you.

Complains and claims that he isn't going to follow your orders, before doing exactly that. If you were to brought that up, he'll interrupt the conversation as soon as possible and simply tell you that he did it because he wanted to, not because you told him to or anything.

He acts annoyed everyone you encourage or hype him up, saying that he doesn't need your support, but from the way he always looks away and lacks his usual bitterness in his tone, you can tell that he secretly appreciates your efforts.

Slowly, very slowly, but surely, you begin to notice small shifts and changes in the way he treats you. He doesn't look at you with disgust, willingly follows your advice and overall feels more comfortable in your presence, even cracking a few smiles here and there.

You end up becoming a huge source of inspiration to him. He still sees a lot of the person he used to be whenever you're near him, yet he doesn't view it in a negative light anymore.

A small part of Abbacchio wants to go back to be the man with the string sense of justice he once used to be. You're a constant reminder that just because he made a mistake, that doesn't mean he can't make up for it or has to live stick in the past forever.

And just when he starts to respect you... You change too-

What the?- Is this really the Y/N he knows? The stern, serious one? The wise one? The responsible one?

Is he startled? Yes, yes absolutely. Then again, he HAS to admit to himself that you being in his life has led to him modifying his own behavior quite a lot, so he shouldn't be that surprised about you being different from your usual self as well.

He's not the best with your awkward or sensitive side, but he does what he can. He knows that emotional support is something he just has to give in a relationship, so he sucks it up and never makes you feel embarrassed for what you do or say.

He's most likely amused by your romantic nature and may think it's kinda cheesy, but he secretly loves it with all his heart, and wouldn't trade it for anything else.

Trish 🎙

Ok, Trish is a bit conflicted when it comes to you.

Like- she doesn't really have anything against you particularly. The thing is, she sort of has very split opinions concerning your behavior.

For example, she admires how stern and professional you are, how you seem to always have stuff under control and never be scared.

At the same time, however, the thinks that you sometimes take things way too seriously, you should learn to let loose a bit more and just enjoy life at it this.

Because of this, she tries to get you to break free from your shell and probably takes you dancing or shopping whenever she has the opportunity to.

Another example is that she loves when you act as her personal life coach. She's a very self-confident going lady and lives for praise...Especially from you, although don't expect her to tell you this often. You're always there to motivate her even on those rare occasions when she isn't feeling her best, she adores you for this.

BUT, she can't stand when you act all pushy and boss her around, she deposed being told what to do and there's a high chance she won't listen to you if she doesn't agree with you...At least during early times.

She'll become more willing to follow your advice if you're patient with her, but she'll always make it very clear that she doesn't think it's the best option.

No but like- the first time she saw you fight, her only thought was "Wtf?!"

She didn't think someone could possibly be as strong as you are, she just exchange concerns looks with Spice girl while encouraging you herself, even if you're already doing great.

"YAAAAS QUEEN SLAAAAY"

Honestly, she doesn't question your personality shift too much. She knows that'd how people are: the more you get to know them, the more you realise they're fundamentally different from what you actually thought of them.

And honestly, since she does also begin to show her softer side herself when you get together, knowing you won't think less of her for being open about her feelings truly makes her glad to have chosen you as her partner.

In return, no matter how awkward you can be, you can expect Trish to 100% support and be there for you at any given time. Although she will tease you for getting flustered if she got the chance to.

She lives for your romantic side, it's literally her ideal relationship coming true. Being courted and loved and feeling all special...God, she adores it.

Rambles to the others about your romantic gestures all the time and will hit in the face with her boot anyone who dares call you cheesy ^^

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nezebel · 1 year

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♡ jojos + jobros doing black!readers' hair part 2♡

a/n: hello my lovelies! i'm back to make a part 2. honestly loved writing the first part so yk i had to double it 😝 sorry this took like a million years. I had state testing and i do have to prioritize so yk how it is

Part 4

Josuke Higashikata

Since you two do your daily hair care routines together, he has a decent idea of how he can at least detangle and part it. The first part of the braiding process is easy. However when it comes to actual braiding, you can tell he's confused.

"You said you wanted braids like Moesha? I don't know how to do that at all."

"It's easy. Haven't you ever braided something at least once? Like some string or something?"

"Nope! Sorry, babe."

You sigh as you explain how to braid hair to your darling clueless boyfriend.

He finally finishes your Moesha braids, and they look pretty good. However, he wishes you would've asked him to do something simpler. His hands are sore and his nose burns from the smell of shine n jam and shea moisture. At least he did your edges cutely (he made a little heart with them!). 9/10!

Okuyasu Nijimura

You are scared. Terrified, even. The minute he saw the same braids you wore on a girl in some MTV music video on the TV, he knew he wanted to help you out. So you let him! He has no idea what he's doing.

"Oku, do you know what you're doing?"

"It can't be that hard, right? Just cross those two strands of hair and make them look pretty."

"Oku, you're supposed to cross three strands. THREE."

"Oh..."

It's okay though. He eventually gives up and watches you do your hair yourself and learns a lot. When you're finished, he helps you put purple and black beads on the ends of your braids. Overall, 10/10 (for the beads lol).

Part 5

Giorno Giovanna

You two usually do your hair together like Josuke, so it's not too hard for him to figure out. That doesn't mean he doesn't have his fair share of difficulties, though.

"Amore? Yes, I grabbed the extension hair...gel? Hair gel? Let me check." He rummaged through his plastic bag, worrying just a bit.

"Giogio?" You say, slightly worried. He had been looking for quite a bit. "Giorno," you almost warn, an irritated tone in your voice. Finally you hear the sound of a plastic bag being put down.

"I'm sorry, dear. I got the hair gel. No need to worry."

He finishes your hair nicely. While he does cheat a little bit with his stand when taking out a tangle or lazily getting rid of a pile of extension hair that had a mind of its own, he gets it done well. He puts in blonde, of course, to match with him. You even figure out how to do little hair rolls to match his. He puts wooden beads at the end for a nice finish. Overall, 8/10!

Bruno Bucciarati

Very patient. Shockingly patient. You'd assume he'd try to take a little break, but he kept going until he finished the job (very like him). Although he was a little nervous about messing up your butterfly locs, he still did them pretty nicely.

"Ah, am I twisting these right?" He questioned himself, looking at the loc in his hands. The air smelled heavily of incense and hair product (both because of you).

You smile slightly. "You'll be just fine, dear. You're doing so well already, especially for you first time with faux locs," you reply, a hint of encouragement in your tone. He takes it as inspiration, hums in reply, and continues.

Your locs are gorgeous! Bruno even adds pretty gold charms to go with them. They're simply beautiful and he can't stop staring. Overall, 9/10!

Part 6

Jolyne Kujo

Jolyne has wanted to do your hair for a while. She's retwisted a head or two in jail, so she definitely knows what's up. When you finally say yes, she's ecstatic!

You and Jolyne had been thinking about what kind of hairstyle to do for a while, but she's finally got the best idea.

"Darlingggg?"

You turn your head to Jolyne. "Yesss?"

"Why don't you do jade braids? You can match your hair with mine!" she tells you excitedly.

You think for a moment. "I dunno, Jo...That's kind of a hit or miss."

She sags her shoulders a bit. "You'll be fine, promise. Besides, you and me matching will be sooo cute. Think of the photo opportunities."

You sigh, giving in, but give her a small smile. Moving in quickly, you give her a small kiss on the cheek. "Okay. I trust you."

"Then let me work my magic already."

And she most definitely did. Jolyne gave you crystals and gold accessories as well as lip gloss and mascara (if you're into that) to go with your hair. Surprisingly enough, she had made the yellow/dark green combo work pretty well on your hair. She just wouldn't stop kissing you. 10000/10!

Ermes Costello

Come on now. You know she'll hook you up. As soon as she asks to do your hair, you instantly say yes. The two of you decide to go all out just to prove her braiding skill with micobraids.

"I dunno, Ermes. Microbraids are most definitely not for the weak," you warn her. "Your fingers will be gone when you're not even halfway through."

She simply shrugs. "So? I'll make it worth the wait." She sits you down and begins to work on your hair.

She was, surprisingly enough, able to finish the microbraids in six hours. When you asked her how, she claimed she just had 'fast hands' (something you disagreed with especially when you were playing Mario Kart). She went through the additional pain of adding jewelry to some of the braids (which was hard since there were so many, like lord have mercy), but they looked amazing in the end. 1000/10, like Jolyne.

thank you for reading! I've had a recent spike of creativity. Another reason why this took so long is because my computer broke 😭 like literally, the entire screen is shattered. it's heartbreaking. fly high little chromebook 😞 on another note, if you guys have any ideas dont be shy to suggest them! I'm trying to improve my writing so go ahead! The content that is easiest for me to write for include JJBA, LOZ (BotW, TP), and KNY! I'm so obsessed with kny right now it's not even funny so help yourself! love you all dearly mwah buh bye

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