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abbacchiosbelt · 5 years

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- Honestly, I just want to hug all of the Bucci Boys. Partly because I love the feeling, but mostly because they deserve it. May I ask for some platonic headcanons of being friends with Bucci gang? How would they hang out, interact, etc?

thanks for the cute request! ♥

Bruno, when he doesn’t have to act as a leader, is surprisingly laid-back. He enjoys the simple things in life, like a fresh cup of coffee on a chilly morning or a slice of piping hot pizza from his favorite pizzeria. When it comes to spending time with you, he’s just happy to have a friend to take in the happier moments of life with. If the weather is nice, he’ll take you and a few members from his group out on his yacht for a relaxing day on the ocean. He comes alive out there and everyone finds it charming to watch.

He loves to go to the movies, so he’s happy to have you tag along with him and watch some of the ‘cheesier’ movies that none of his group wanted to see. He’ll shoot you a wink before he buys the biggest bucket of popcorn and an obnoxiously large slushie for the two of you to share. What Bruno thrives on is taking care of his friends, so even if it’s just overpriced treats at the movies, he wants to see you smile.

Abbacchio isn’t the type of guy to ‘hang out’, really. He prefers to be alone, either with a glass of wine in hand at home with a record on or taking a night walk around Naples. If you manage to break through his shell, though, he’s willing to spend time with you. Abbacchio will go with you to try out the newest coffee shop in town, or to spend the afternoon poking through records to see if you two can find any hidden gems.

If you get them together, Abbacchio & Bruno are a good pair to spend time with. Bruno tempers some of Abbacchio’s grumpiness, while Abbacchio encourages Bruno to let go a little bit. Go see a show with both of them and you’ll have a great time.

Mista is the type of friend to unironically call you his ‘ride-or-die.’ He’s down for just about anything — he’s a chill guy. Whether it’s vegging out on junk food together, playing video games, spending a day at the beach, or just sitting on the couch and watching television, he’s your guy. Mista just enjoys having company around, and the fact that you’re his friend makes it even better. He’s definitely spontaneous, so someone willing to do stuff with him on a whim is his ideal kind of friend.

It’s a treat to hang out with Narancia & Mista. Not only are they great friends themselves, but their cheerfulness and easygoing nature are practically infectious. They love going to amusement parks or carnivals, and having you tag along makes it all the better! They’re going to compete on who can win you a giant stuffed animal.

Fugo is a bit of a wildcard. He’s shy and aloof, but once he opens up to you, he’s a calming friend to spend time with. If you go to museums or art exhibits with him, he’ll be ecstatic. No one in Bruno’s group is super into that kind of thing (except for Giorno, but the two of them are so quiet when they’re together that it’s a bit unnerving) so he’s happy to have you come along and willingly listen to him talk about the displays. He’s quite knowledgeable and enjoys ‘showing off’ to someone that truly appreciates it.

Bruno & Fugo make a good pair, actually! Fugo keeps his temper in check around Bruno and you. An ideal day for Fugo would be the three of you heading out on Buccellati’s yacht to simply relax, Fugo occasionally pointing out any marine life you may see and telling you about it.

Narancia considers friendship the most important thing in his life, so when it comes to you, he’s all in for being your best friend ever. His enthusiasm is infectious, as is his smile and jovial mood overall. He’s honestly the most fun to hang out with out of everyone, simply because he’s flexible and willing to do anything. He appreciates having a trustworthy friend more than anything, so Narancia is down to do just about anything! A day at the park, eating gelato, riding bikes, going shopping... You name it, Narancia will happily do it with you by his side.

Narancia and Fugo, when they’re not fighting, actually mesh together quite well. Narancia’s playfulness helps Fugo come out of his shell! With you around, the two are less likely to squabble.

Giorno has never had any real friends throughout his life, so he’s new to friendship. It’s not that he’s incapable of being a friend — it’s just a foreign idea to him. Giorno is a focused and intense person, so when he realizes he can let his guard down around you, he feels a strange warmth in his chest. While you may not run about the town and do ‘exciting’ things with Giorno, you’ll find relaxation in visiting botanical gardens with him or spending an afternoon in a luxury store. Giorno likes to see you smile. If he’s feeling a little mischevious, he may use Gold Experience to put on a little show for you with some animals.

Giorno and Mista are a good pair. Mista’s laidback nature makes Giorno feel at ease, so the two of them are fun to hang out with. While Giorno would still rather avoid crowds, with Mista and you around he’s more willing to explore the more populated areas of Naples.

When they’re all together, it can get a little wild! Bruno always humors Narancia when he wants to play board or card games, knowing the games will inevitably end up all over the floor. Abbacchio grumbles about Fugo and Giorno’s quiet nature despite being quiet himself, and Mista is just there to watch it all unfold. Having you there helps make the glue of the group stick a little tighter, and while they may not get along better... They’ll definitely have more fun with you there.

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captainchocolatesstuff · 4 years

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Narancia Ghira x Witch! Reader

Naranacia really knew how to make you fluster so easily.

He didn’t even have to do much other than give you wide eyes and words of praise as you went about casting spells and making potions.

And sometimes while his questions could be ridiculous, you couldn’t help but sigh whenever he asked one with so much determination. In a way, he was your weakness, or maybe you were just weak for him.

Though there are times where he can admittedly give you headaches, like now, he invited his entire squad of Passione members into your abode.

“Narancia what is the meaning of this!”, you screech as you brought fire to one of your palms and held your wand with the other.

“Nononono! Wait (Y/n)! They’re my friends!”, he waves his arms about as he ran up to you before tripping on your snake and falling onto you.

You both went down with a loud crash and yelp of pain.

The one with a hat laughed as he pointed down at you two, “BAHAHA! THAT WAS QUITE THE GREETING NARANCIA!”, he howled.

You glared at him before tossing a book at his face with your wand as you tried to get up, it did hit him but you were too busy scolding at Narancia in Latin to even bother with the others.

“I’ve told you time and time again not to bring strangers or wired things into this place!”, you scowl down at him before helping him stand and dusting off any dirt that may have gotten on him.

“They are my friends from Passione! Remember the ones I keep telling you about!”, he says with a cheeky grin. Only to yelp when you start pulling at his cheeks.

“Friends or not you should’ve told me you were coming, I was going to clean this place up look at it, its a mess!”, you whine as you go back to speaking Italian for everyone to hear.

“What mess?”, you hear one of his friends ask as they all looked around the place.

“Anyways”, you sigh before letting Narancia go to look at the people he calls his friends, “I am (Y/n) (L/n), a resident witch, now who are you?”.

“Ah-ha, sorry about that I am Bruno Bucciarati, next to me is Leone Abbacchio”, the man with black-spotted white suit gestures to a man with almost lavender hair, who grunted in response.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! And this is Fugo, you know that guy who easily gets angry and helps me with math”, Narancia excitedly exclaims as he wraps an arm around the one who had some holes in his suit.

“Fugo” in turn roughly hit Narancia’s head in retaliation with a scowl before turning to look at you, “I can introduce myself shit-for-brains, I’m Pannacotta Fugo”, he says as Nranacia whines before glaring at him.

“You taught him math? I’m impressed, usually, some people would’ve given up then because of how slow he was on that subject on my behalf thank you for that”, you hum.

“No problem”, Fugo waves off as Narancia lets out an offended “Hey”. Someone coughs as you turn your head within the direction of the noise.

“I am Guido Mista, the one you threw a book at”, the one with the hat huffs as he crosses his arms while you turn to the last two.

A blonde and pink-haired gal around your age.

The blonde smiles kindly as he introduces himself first, “I’m Giorno Giovanna”

“Trish Una”, the girl says simply as you both observe each other for a moment before nodding at one another while some of the males around you quietly wondered what that was about.

“Well, what is it that you need? I was in the middle of doing something before my dearest dork Naracnia came in hollering”, you huff as you pick up the snake that was on the ground.

“Is that Ember?”, Narancia asked as he followed after the Python in your hands while you went about your lab putting several things away using your magic.

“Um yes well, we were most curious about the individual Narancia kept talking about, he kept going on and on about you whenever possible”, Bucciarati smiles as some of the others groaned.

The blush that dusted your cheeks took the majority by mild surprise as you huffed and looked away before snapping at Narancia, “I thought I told you not to tell anyone of me! I like my identity hidden damn it!!!”, you hiss.

“Hey, can you really blame me?! I mean my girlfriend is a super cool witch that has awesome magic!”, he grins as he takes your python away from you and coles at it while walking away.

“Hey! Narancia! You- Yooou!~ Come back here”, you yell as your face gets darker with color as two of his friends gape at him.

“GIRLFRIEND?!”, Mista and Fugo yell in shock as you turn around to face them with a frown and pout.

“Well, who else did you think fixed him up during his hospital stay after your battle with the former head of Passione? My potions are more efficient than the medicine they use”, you scowl when a certain memory came up, “They even gave him the wrong amount of pills damn it!”.

“Wait, those vails, I think I remember now”, Giorno spoke as he brought out one of your empty vials, “So that’s what made your recovery quick!”, he gapes at the vial as you curtly nod while crossing your arms.

“Of course, I’m not called a grand witch for nothing, I am considered a prodigy among my own people”, you state, the way you said it didn’t sound too egotistical.

“I know right! That’s what makes her so amazing!”, Narancia chimed in as your face flushed red again.

“Narancia Ghirga!”, you screech as you run after him with a book as he laughs.

The others stared amused before Mista got distracted and dragged Fugo along with him when he saw your broom floating. Bucciarati crossed his arms as he stood by Abbacchio with a chuckle he says, “They are maybe young but they already act like a married couple”.

“I know, that’s what makes them an odd pair”, Abbacchio scowls before sighing as Giorno looks at his companion who ran about while you chased after him.

“He looks so happy”, he thought with a smile.

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birdwonder · 4 years

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Could you do a little scenario of the bucci gang where the fem! s/o dies, but then come back as a vampire? ( Can you also make it like a narancia x reader? ) Thank you so much in advance❤

|| call me Bobo the clown because i think i strayed from what you wanted dhjsdj. i dont think i’ve ever written angst properly before so i REALLY winged this but i hope the ending makes up for it! if u wanted smth a lil different feel free to ask again. also i may have made this more Naranacia heavier than Bucci Gang orientated, if that’s ok!

tw : angst but im not good at it ! also death

Narancia Ghirga | I missed you.

It wasn’t fair. This wasn’t fair. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, FUCK. Why did everything bad have to happen to him?! Why was it always him that bad thinks had to happen to?

First his mother, and now you. Narancia couldn’t take it anymore; his heart couldn’t take it anymore. He had thought that he found someone to finally fill that empty place in his heart that was waiting for endless amounts of love and affection, and he did. It was you.

You did everything and anything to make Narancia happy; laughed at his jokes, danced with him, listened to his interests and horribly rapped along with his favourite songs. All the little things to keep a smile on his face that were the world’s biggest things ever for him. Words alone couldn’t tell you how much he appreciated you - no. Loved you. God, he loved you so much and everyone knew it.

Bucciarati, Fugo, Mista… Even Abbacchio who never cared for romantic things.

Too many hours were spent between Fugo and Narancia over the raven haired male ranting about how wonderful you were, and how when he was old enough and smart enough, he wanted to marry you and treat you everyday as though you were a queen. The blond had seriously had enough at one point, finding the fact the two of you were constantly tiptoeing around your feelings for each other to be almost insufferable - his breaking point being when drawings of you and Narancia standing on top of an enlarged Aerosmith replaced where equation answers should be.

After an hour of pressuring from his younger friend and the Ghirga refusing to even attempt asking you out had passed, he finally caved and decided to try his luck. It was you after all. The best thing that’s ever happened to him, aside from joining the Passione, you could never break his heart!

But you did - and it was his fault, not your’s.

He was so stupid to get attached to you. The two of you were in the mafia, you were gangstars, not two teenagers in a romantic story. It was expected that lives would be lost but Narancia’s naïvety convinced him that the two of you were somehow immortal. That was until you were killed.

You were taken out in cold blood and left just that, the same thing that stained the young gangster’s hands that held your body as he screamed at the sky and God for letting this happen. Why? Why you? Someone, anyone, just tell him why.

It wasn’t just him who mourned either. Fugo held you close to his heart as he did Narancia, seeing the both of you as his two idiots, grateful that you were around to help encourage your mutual friend to try hard in his studies. The moment he found you lying on the ground, lifeless and sprawled out as a pathetic display, hot tears ran down his face as he proceeded to punch a brick wall with enough force to roughen and tear his skin. “I could have helped her! I should have been here!” Fugo yelled to himself, though it was drowned out by Narancia’s blood curdling cries for you to wake up and that he was sorry for not finding you sooner.

Fugo only stopped punching the wall when Bucciarati gently took hold of his wrist, the Capo holding back a look of pain to help support those who he thought needed it more. Inside however, he saw himself as a poor excuse of a leader. You were the helpful kind and always tried to support Bucciarati when the weight of being in charge got to him, and how did he repay you? By letting you be killed.

No one was in high spirits in that moment.

Giorno could only stand a far distance away, silently apologising to your spirit for not being able to have set his goal sooner to stop you from having to meet this fate. Next to him was Trish, who had known for you a far shorter time than anyone else though knew that the two of you could have had a close future while pitying everyone else’s loss. Abbachio failed to even look at you. He was a mixture of pissed and distraught yet failed to show either emotion, keeping his back to you instead. He didn’t have the will to look at his fallen friend.

Unlike everyone else, Mista played a foreign role. He sucked up what he was feeling and consoled Narancia instead.

He was the one who pulled away the kicking and screaming teen that yelled that you had to be alive. The one that held him close and let his sweater be stained with enough tears to revive a drought ridden river. It hurt but he knew it hurt Narancia more.

After the shock had subsided, your body was respectfully moved somewhere safe and in the open so you could be found. Time was of the essence and with other Passione members coming after Trish, there was no time for a proper burial that they could attend.

Everyone had stayed strong after that but there was still a sunken feeling in their hearts; Narancia’s worst of all.

“How… How can you be here?”

The words were quiet and airy when Narancia spoke, his eyes wide and jaw almost dropped when he saw what was in front of him. Specifically, who.

Free flowing hair whipped in the night’s wind, the shine of moonlight illuminating the figure of someone that the stand user knew too well. You were there, right in front of him in the open as though you had never been murdered in the first place.

A smile made it’s way onto your lips as you fixed the loose strands, parted lips revealing two prominent fangs that required a double take and a rub of the eyes to be officially accepted. Taking a step forward, you crouched down to caress the cheek of the love of your life who had dropped to his knees from the shock of seeing his deceased crush stand before him.

“No, you’re dead. I saw your corpse, [F/N]! You can’t be here!” Narancia tried to argue though it was truly between himself opposed to him trying to reason to the dead girl walking in front of him. His tears ran down his cheeks, thinking that this was a cruel trick being played on him or an enemy stand trying to get to him.

“Nari, it’s me, baby,” you assure him, talking to him gently in the same tone you always used for him when he was upset or angry. It was like a child hearing a mother’s lullaby for Narancia. Therapeutic and loving. “I’m back and I’m so, so sorry I left you.”

It was you - it had to be.

No one could talk to him let that and make him want to leap into their arms, not a single soul would even try to use such an affectionate nickname either or place their hands on him like you would. It really was his [F/N].

Hiccuping from his tears, he let out a wail before throwing himself towards you, arms wide and trying to cover every inch of your cold, paler body, his strength almost making you wheeze. Who could blame him though? He felt as though as soon as he let you go, you’d be gone again. “[N- N/N]! Tesoro! My [F/N]! I, I missed you sooo much!”

Narancia’s gross sobbing only worsened and you laughed a little, rubbing his back slowly in circular motions while your own watery beads started to form, threatening to spill at any second. “Not as much as I have, Nari! You won’t believe what happened for me to get here - I woke up as a vampire! It was all thanks to-”

“I don’t care!” He cut you off. His head lifted to look up a you, a smile and teary eyes meeting your own. “It doesn’t matter how you’re here, I’m just glad you are! I needed you so much and now you’re back so- so, we can go back to doing what we used to! And I can finally tell you, I love you [F/N!]”

The quick paced ramble was a lot to take in for you yet you managed to understand it in no time, your first reaction to lovingly hug Narancia with all your returned might and kiss his forehead. “I love you too, baby, I won’t ever leave you again.”

#jjba x reader #narancia ghirga #narancia x reader #bucci gang #bucci gang x reader #request #angst

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