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sovereignjojoz · 1 year

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Okay thsi sounds kinda weird, but like,, would it be okay for me to suggest Bruno Bucciarati x child reader TOTALLY PLATONIC!!!! where he kinda takes her in and they have a father daughter bond. I understand it’s kinda weird so feel free to ignore!

Dad!Bruno Buccarrati x platonic!child reader

Pairings: Dad Bruno x child reader, platonic Bucci gang x child reader

Notes -it’s not weird at all anon, totally fine! Sorry it’s taken me a while to respond. Happy holidays!

BEST DAD EVER.

You would probably have to be wondering around the vicinity of the house for Bruno to take you in.

At first he’d try to reunite you with your parents, yet when it dawns on him you seemingly have none he’d debate with himself on wether to take you in.

Not that he doesn’t want to he would, but it’s just raising a child is such a huge responsibility and baring in mind he’s only twenty makes him put some serious consideration into his decision.

Ultimately his good hearted nature sways him, and he ends up taking you in and overtime he finds that he doesn’t regret his decision.

“Mishta’ Bruno?” You yelled, a tad too loud, towards the kitchen.

The colourful cereal you were chewing on made your calling appear incoherent, yet Bruno hummed in recognition having heard it so often.

“Why can’t we just stay the two of us.” You continued knowing he was listening, “I like it just us, do your friends have to come back?” You questioned, loudly swallowing the last remnants of your cereal.

“Piccola/o,” he walked into the dining room and smiled at you. “My friends live here too, they were only gone for a special job.” He picked up a paper towel and squeezed your chubby cheeks, cleaning up your face. “It wouldn’t be fair to deny them their home, would it?”

You nodded in agreement, Bruno had taught you all about respect and fairness just before he enrolled you in an Italian children’s school, highlighting that it was of the upmost importance.

He stroked your head softly, then moved to throw the dirtied paper towel in the rubbish bin. “Don’t worry alright, my friends are very nice, you’ll have tons of fun with them piccola/o.”

You pouted unconvinced, but nodded nonetheless.

“Come on.” He extended his hand out to you so you could jump down from the white dining chair, “time to get ready for school.”

You held Bruno’s hand as you skipped along to the bathroom, quickly brushing your teeth and bathing. Bruno helped you wash your hair, soapy suds staining his hands as you splashed around in the water.

Once you had been towel dried, he massaged numerous hair care creams into you hair, then brushed and de-tangled it.

“Mister Bruno, can you braid my hair please.”

Bruno had watched countless videos on how to care for, handle and style hair similar to yours, he’d even bought a doll to practice on all in preparation for this moment. “Sure.”

You twirled around in your uniform, striking a pose for Bruno once he’d finished, you loved your new hairstyle so much!

Bruno pulled out his phone to take a picture of you, you looked so cute.

Rushing to the porch, you strapped the Velcro of your shiny shoes on then grabbed your fluffy blue jacket to put on top.

“Bye mister Bruno!”

“Wait!” Hastily, you paused what you were doing at Bruno’s call, running to the sound of his voice.

“Yes?”

He bent down to your level, handing you a white lunch box which held heart shaped sandwiches, some fruit and a packet of crisps/chips. “Here, your lunch.”

You gasped in awe, previously you had asked mister Bruno for some uniquely shaped sandwiches because some of your classmates ate them at lunch yet you had no idea on wether he was actually going to do it, leaving you positively happy.

“Thanks mister Bruno!” You pulled his hand left hand, tilting him downwards, “you’re the best!” You asserted, kissing his cheek before slamming the door shut and running of to school.

Bruno merely smiled at your action before returning back to his real work.

Tiptoeing to reach the door handle, you kicked your school shoes off of your feet and ran into the living room shouting, “I’m home! I’m home!” The light pitter patter of your feet echoing behind you.

You held your drawing of the house, you and Bruno up proudly for him to see as you entered the vast room. “Papa! Look at this drawing-!” Immediately you covered your mouth with your hands realising your mistake, but there was no time for that reality to sink in as five intimidating figures looked over you.

You gasped lightly, frightened, and ran to hide behind Bruno, grabbing onto his leg.

Your glistening eyes analysed the males one by one, “Who are these people?” You whispered.

“These are my friends I was talking about.” He explained as you nodded in recognition.

“We leave for a few months and you bring a kid home?” The one with orange hair commented, accusingly looking at Bruno.

Said male shrugged, brushing him off.

“Quit it Fugo, I’m sure the kid is quality company.” Said one with a hat.

“What’s your name piccina/o?” Asked a boy with black hair with a smile, he looked to be younger than the rest, you thought he seemed really cool.

“[name].” You told him, moving slightly closer.

“Awsome!” He put his hand up for a high five which you enthusiastically met, “would you like to play a game with me?”

“Yeah!”

Narancia picked you up, spinning you in the air, then ran towards his bedroom.

“Hey wait up, I wanna join.” Mista called out, kicking his shoes of.

A couple of days had passed and you found that Bruno was right, his friends were very fun! Narancia always played energetic games with you like tag and capture the flag, Mista carried you everywhere and frequently played tea parties with you (which Bruno joined in too) and even Fugo who was cold at first warmed up and indulged in activities such as baking with you and colouring.

The only one you hadn’t really interacted with was Abbacchio, even though you wanted to.

Sitting on the kitchen table, Abbacchio had been relaxing, reading his book and drinking his wine, when he felt a light tug on his long silver hair.

He scowled and turned towards where he felt the tug come from, finding the young perpetrator looking shyly up at him.

“Oi bimba/o, what do you think you’re doing.”

“Sorry,” you stoked his hair, pretending to put it in a ponytail, “I just really like your hair.”

He looked at you, sighing, “don’t pull.”

You jumped up and down excitedly, parting his hair so you could braid it.

After an hour Abbacchio felt his fair fall still in braids, and you came sleepily stumbling before him.

“Finished mister abba.” You stumbled forward, falling into his lap.

“Hey.” He poked you cheek, “get up.” He pulled your head up by your hair to check if you were really sleeping, finding that you were in fact asleep.

He clicked his tongue and pulled you onto his lap so you were curled comfortably in his lap, he then took a sip of his wine and picked up his book again, going back to the chapter he was previously reading.

Bruno hadn’t expected to find you curled up on Abbacchio’s lap, having know his views on kids, so to say he was surprised to say the least was an understatement.

“Don’t say anything, just take the kid.”

Bruno smiled knowingly raising an eyebrow at Abbacchio, he picked you up, your head on his shoulder, and took you to your room.

Your eyes fluttered open as you felt soft silk covers being placed over you.

“Mister Bruno…?” You half asked, half assumed.

He hummed in response turning your night light on.

“Sorry for calling you papa a while ago, it was an accident, I just really like mister Bruno.” You apologised, pulling the covers further up your face.

He smiled and pinched your cheek, “it’s alright, I don’t mind. You can call me papa or papino if you like.”

Your eyes widened, the corners creasing in excitement, “really!”

“Mhm. But for now go to bed.”

“Okay…”

“Goodnight [name].”

“Goodnight…papa.”

#platonic bucci gang x reader #platonic bruno x reader #dad Bruno Buccarrati #bucci gang x reader #jjba x reader #bucciarati x reader #vento aureo x reader #sovereignjojoz #two posts in one week?!#awhh yeah babyy #bruno is so cute #gonna watch aib szn 2 now!!!

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nicherayyy · 10 months

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Hello, can I request team buccialatti with a child reader whose stand is like a human cat?

The stand is humanoid with cat ears and tail and acts like a cat. Reader can understand cats and is always followed by an army of street cats.

She loves cats so much that if someone dare to hurt them, she will beat them with her stand.

Thanks!

Sorry for disappearing again, my house got flooded because of one pipe and I had a few issues while repairing it

But anyway-

Bucci Gang x GN Child Reader with a humanoid cat stand

No one in the gang actually expected you to have a stand

I even think Bruno would prefer that you were without it

He just wanted a normal childhood for you

Without all those stands and powers

But oh well, it wasn't for him to decide

Bruno thinks you don't really need to use your stand right now

I mean who are you gonna fight?? You're like.. eight or something

But thinks that your love for cats is adorable

He even considered to get you one

But only -considered- for now

Would feed stray cats with you

Might even give one a name

"Hm, I didn't see Luna today. That's weird, she's always the first one to come"

It wasn't big news for Giorno when he found out about your stand

With your love for cats it was just obvious that you would get something cat-like as a stand

Giorno is an animal lover himself so sometimes he would volunteer to feed cats with you

Sometimes he thinks you can understand them

But oh well, maybe it's just his imagination

"Charlie said he doesn't like turkey. We'll get him something else next time"

"Isn't he too spoiled for a stray cat?"

Mista just don't get it

How can you make all these cats to follow you??

What kind of magic is that??

And you're not even offering them any food

"We've been walking for twenty minutes and it seems like you summoned cats from the whole Italy"

And your stand

He finds it adorable

He tried to pet it once

Narancia is shocked that someone can love cats THAT much

He still remembers how you beat the man who kicked a cat with your stand

He knows and he will never forget.

Hangs out with you and the cats a lot

It is so much fun to play with them and they're so cute!!

Pleaded Bruno to get you your very own cat

Didn't succeed still

But hey, it was a nice try

Fugo is pretty chill about your stand

But still finds it cute

Yeah he tried to pet it too

But the amount of cats you get around yourself is just mind blowing for him

He didn't even know there were so many cats here

How is this even possible??

And your claims that you can talk to them??

Actually no, he still thinks that it is part of your imagination

Just like imaginary friends or something

Leone is just.. you know.. Leone

He, just like Bruno didn't want you to have a stand

Sometimes feeds cats with you

Maybe even buys them food by himself but don't tell anyone

The only one that ACTUALLY believes that you can talk to them

"Milo says he likes you"

"Well, that's very nice of him"

There's only two types of wolves inside him

One wants to get him your own cat because he knows how you love those animals

And other hesitates because it's a big responsibility

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nicofics · 4 months

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𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙠

𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

summary: you and the gang meet giorno for the first time

notes: idk what happened i had an urge to write this, but happy late christmas!! i hope everyone who celebrates had a good day! <3

you had been with bucciarati and the rest of the gang for years, you had joined slightly after narancia. you had a great relationship with almost everyone in the gang, they all trusted you and you trusted them. it was great! right now however, you were sitting at the usual meeting spot. you had preferred bucciarati bring this new guy to meet you all back at the house, we’re weren’t bothered to get ready today; but alas, you did. abbacchio was listening to music, mista was reading a book on who knows what, and fugo was trying to teach narancia some math. a pretty normal day.

bucciarati had told you all beforehand that you’d be getting a new member. nobody really seemed to care much, but you thought it’d be a nice idea to get some cake! the waiter rolled it out, and upon hearing the creaking of the wheels moving towards your table, you directed the waiter on where to place the cake slices. once the waiter left, you couldn’t help but almost drool at the strawberry sitting atop of the cake, you just had to have a slice now! you couldn’t wait on this new guy. on your way to grab a slice, you were interrupted.

“hey! whats the deal with this?” you and everyone else turned your heads towards mista, “what do you mean? its strawberry cake?” fugo responded, quite confused on what he meant. “yeah, it looks delicious too..” you added, you could’ve been in your own world with this cake, you didn’t really know. “yeah! i can see that its a strawberry cake” mista spoke, “it’s obviously not chocolate cake, or a cheesecake either! but thats not the point! there are four slices! four! do they want me to die?” mista exclaimed. abbacchio didn’t want to be apart of this conversation, he kept his head phones on. you sighed, “this again mista? get over yourself” “shut up (name)! it’s bad luck to choose one from four! talk about shitty service!” abbacchio got up from his chair, grabbing a slice, you noticed this and did the same, finally getting a slice of this cake that seemed to annoy everyone.

“don’t have a slice then” fugo said, “but i want some strawberry cake!!” “i did it!” narancia spoke up, you hadn’t heard his voice yet, seemed he was focused on the work fugo had set him. you didn’t care much, grabbing your fork and taking a bite, woah! it tasted so good! you could hear narancia and fugo talk about numbers, but you didn’t care. you put your fork down to let your tastebuds sit in wonder at this flavour when all of a sudden fugo grabbed your fork and stabbed narancia in the cheek with it. “hey! fugo what the hell?!” you shouted, fugo seemed to ignore you, grabbing narancias head he shouted, “you stupid asshole! you’re messing with me!” you glared at him, he’s the asshole here, he stole your fork!

you growled before grabbing abbacchio’s fork, he seemed to be finished eating now. “oh jeez hes lost it now” you nodded. “asshole stole my fork” you responded to mista. suddenly, narancia pulled a fork to fugos neck, “i’ll kill you! i’ll kill you fugo!” you didn’t care anymore, served him right you thought. you just continued to eat your cake with abbachios old fork.

“what the hell are you guys doing?!” a new voice spoke up, everyone froze, looking over. “i could hear you all from the entrance. you’re disturbing the other customers” bucciarati walked towards your table, a blonde guy walked behind him. “this is the new member i was telling you about yesterday, this is giorno giovanna” everyone glared at him, including you, right now wasn’t the best time to meet someone new. “i’m giorno giovanna, its a pleasure to meet you all” he spoke up, you eyed him down. he seemed young, 15? 16 maybe? definitely the new youngest member.

you turned back to your cake, you weren’t bothered to respond back to him, it seemed everyone else had the same idea as you did. narancia began apologising to fugo, and fugo even apologised to you too! “hey! i’m the one who brought him here, so be respectful!” bucciarati spoke, his eyebrows furrowed. a waiter came into the room, requesting bucciarati, he nodded, beginning to follow the waiter. “make sure you guys introduce yourself to giorno, got it?” you rolled your eyes, but while doing so, you (and everyone else at the table) noticed abbacchio pulling the teapot to his trousers. you giggled slightly, turning to giorno.

“giorno? was it?” abbacchio spoke, “why don’t you take a seat?” giorno complied, pulling a seat out and sitting down. you couldn’t help but smile as abbacchio poured giorno some ‘tea’ “well, drink up” “thank you for the tea” giorno spoke before pulling the teacup up to his mouth, he stopped in his tracks. “whats wrong giorno? not gonna drink the tea that abbacchio poured out for you?” you spoke, fugo and narancia laughed. “maybe he doesn’t want to be apart of us” mista added, only making everyones smile wider and even more mischievous. “what the hell’s going on here?” bucciarati had returned, giorno looked up and smiled, “nothing, abbacchio just poured some tea for me” giorno told bucciarati.

then, giorno brought the cup to his lips and downed it in mere seconds. everyone looked at him, shocked. “no freakin’ way..” narancia said. “what did you guys do?” giorno placed the cup on the table, not a trace left. “he actually drank it!” you exclaimed. mista laughed, “no way! did you seriously do that?!” “no! theres no way he could have!” fugo added, trying to figure out how giorno did it. “come on tell me! how’d you do it?” you asked him. giorno shrugged, “who knows? you’re all keeping your abilities secret, aren’t you?” you all gasped, giorno giovanna was a stand user, just like you.

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inyourfantasyfanfics · 1 year

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

Omg yes!! This is so cute!

Platonic Bucci Gang x GN!Reader

Calling Bruno dad

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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falloutjuli · 1 year

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OHHH BOYYYY OKAY. HEAR ME OUT RIGHT. HEAR ME OUT.

BUCCI GANG WITH G/N!Y/N (PLATONIC OR ROMANTIC IDM <3) WHO IS AN ALIEN (Like from part 4) WHO'S LIKE PRETTY WELL ACCUSTOMED TO EARTH BUT ALSO. TENDS TO SHAPESHIFT INTO ANIMALS ACCIDENTLY WHEN THEY FEEL AN EXTREME EMOTION!!

like pissed at narancia because he broke their favourite cd? OHHHH BOY ITS A FUCKING CHIHUAHUA

Otherwise, have a lovely day and hopefully you've got some good requests to keep you busy, i know what it's like to be painstakingly bored lmao. if you don't feel like writing this one tho, that's fine :)

DRINK SOME WATER BTW. JUST. JUST A SIP. LIKE. A LITTLE SCHLURP.

I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME THINK ABOUT THIS!!

And thank you so much for your kind words, always means a lot! Drinking water as I'm writing this. And now other people who read this... DRINK SOMETHING. NOW.

Anyways, i think it's on the more platonic side, but i think it can also be interpreted as romantic. Hope you enjoy my little writing!

Same content warning as before, typed on phone by an unhinged person 😎

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Bucci Gang x Alien!GN!Reader - Shapeshifting adventures

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The boys and Trish are pretty used to your sometimes weird antics but when they bit by bit discovered the shape shifting? OH BOY.

They were all used to you messing up small things that were normal to them, like teaching you idioms and stuff. But this? This is a whole new level of crazy.

First. The Narancia incident.

It's Narancia, so he pretended to know nothing about no CD. Especially not broken ones he helped pick out. No no, he knows nothing about this, never even heard of CDs.

But you know him and his bullshit so you keep nagging him about it, getting agitated by his constant lies.

And just when you wanted to full on speak your mind to him, poof. Bark.

He stares at a little Chihuahua where just Y/N stood that looked like it was ready to bite him.

Once everything in his brain clicks, he laughs his ass off. Tears in his eyes, his laughter filling all of the house, eventually drawing in Abbachio who just wants some piece and quite and now has to deal with Narancia crying/laughing on the floor and a.... Chihuahua angrily barking at him.

It took a while until Abbachio got answers out of the younger one and once everything was explained (well, everything despite what happened to the CD) he went off to get the rest of the gang, trying to contain his laughter on the way.

So everyone was informed then. Fugo and Giorno were super interested in this newfound quirk you discovered, Bruno and Trish were worried at first but once they saw that you had suffered no harm or were stuck in the form their worries subsided. Abbachio found it a little funny but was also glad you were alright.

Meanwhile to Mista and Narancia it's the funniest shit they have ever seen. They keep referencing it. "Ohhh Mista, don't steal their desert or they might turn into a puppy again!"

Those two are true idiots and once they pushed you a little too far and you accidentally turned into a grizzly bear, they finally stopped. For while.

Bruno had that worry again. He wasn't sure if you could maybe hurt yourself or them if this kept happening but you kept assuring him that's you'd never. It's just the form that changes, never the Y/N inside of the form.

Trish and Giorno are super kind to you as always and would barely ever push you into such extrem emotions to the point of accidentally shifting.

Abbachio and Bruno will always look out for you and will tell the others to stop bothering you/calm you down if they deem it necessary. They are never pushy about it, especially not Abbachio.

Fugo is... Certainly something. You're sure if he too was from your planet he'd be a walking zoo with how easily angered he is. You two spoke about that once and Fugo never felt happier to be from Earth.

While Mista and Narancia can certainly drive you up the walls, they also know when it's too much and after you turning into a bear, they decided they would stop trying to set you off on purpose. (Especially since Narancia brought up the possibility of you turning into a dinosaur. Which they deemed cool. But scary.)

This doesn't mean they will stop bickering with you over tiny things.

Mista also called you once a "Discount Giorno." Nobody found it funny and Giorno was tempted to transform his newly bought shoes with Golden Experience but decided against it.

#This was so fun to write thank you so much #my little italian mafia cuties #mista and Narancia would so get bitten by Chihuahua reader #jjba x reader #bucci gang #bucci gang x reader

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beneathashadytree · 1 year

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So I’ve had a really awful month- first my family and I had to put one of our cats down because he suddenly got really sick, and then my uncle passed away from stage four kidney cancer. I never got to say goodbye to him and I feel awful about it. I recently found out that my great aunt who’s had cancer for a long time is going into hospice because her chemo treatments aren’t working, and it feels like I just haven’t had a break from all this bad news and grief. It feels like it’s never ending and I’m afraid that something else horrible is going to happen. I was wondering, how do you think the Bucci gang would react to my situation if I was friends with them? Thank you so much for answering

LEAN ON ME - BUCCI GANG X READER

Warnings : mentions of grief and death, hospitals and hospices, their relationships are platonic, this is not proofread, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : comfort <3

Word count : 1.2K words

Additional notes : I can’t even begin to apologize for how long it took me to write this. I had gone through something traumatic myself, and it took me a very long time to start answering my ask box. By the time I’ve reached this request, it’s already been so long🥲 I really hope that you’re faring better right now, and I pray for strength to your weary heart. I hope this request does justice to your feelings and honors them💗

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Bruno’s easily the most comforting presence anyone could ever ask to have in their life, and he proves it with how he reacts to hearing the news from them as they cry their heart out to him

Maybe he won’t be so forward so as to embrace them, but he gently takes their hand in his, a silent vow to always be there for them, sealing it with a small smile

He’s the best to offer calming words; even though he knows that he can’t give them empty promises that things will be fine, what he can do is reassure them that no matter what happens in their personal life, it’s totally fine to grieve with him

Having seen all the horrors there are in Napoli, he’d never invalidate their feelings or their struggles, and it’s that fact that makes him such a lovely friend to have

If any expenses were necessary, whether at the hospice, funeral, burial grounds, or even just comforting purchases for themself, he’d pay for them all; it’s the least he could do to alleviate some of their pain and take away their troubles

He’s a tough nut to crack, but once having become friends with him, Abbacchio is the most loyal and devoted man there is, which makes him a great listener despite himself

All grump and daily exasperation pushed aside, he becomes that silent supporter that they need, listening to all their worries and sobs about the grief they’d been carrying all alone for a long time

He’s not the best with coming to terms with death and still carries a lot of guilt himself, so he won’t be the best in that area, but at the very least he can offer a night of heart-to-heart talk over drinks, where everything they need to feel lighter is taken care of

Abbacchio will never leave their side, even if he prefers to linger in the shadows and let them take the grief headfirst, because he knows that escaping from the truth never did him any well… it might seem a little cruel, but they both know he’s doing it for their own good

And at the end of the day, when their tears are blurring their vision and their heart feels so heavy it becomes a burden in their chest, he shoulders half the weight with them just by being so close

As much as Mista believes that a lighthearted attitude can ease any tension and shoulder off any burden, he’s not an insensitive prick and knows when that is not welcomed nor the right way to go about it

So, with a little awkwardness, he learns to sit still and listen to them earnestly as they tear up and let outball their worries and grief in one go, even if it snaps his heart in two to hear them so distraught

He’s had his fair share of losing loved ones and worrying over other people’s lives without having had the chance to say goodbye, but he’s never really outwardly expressed it, so this might actually be a little therapeutic for him too

With hands as gentle as they are when dealing with the Sex Pistols, he wraps them in a casual but affectionate embrace and encourages them to always lean on him

He’s as dependable as could be, so he’d never fail to offer them solace when things get too rough and they feel overwhelmed with heartbreak

Giorno’s always been torn between immense apathy and absolute understanding of other people’s emotions, but when it comes to this happening to someone so dear to him, he’d empathize with them immediately

After having become the Don, he knows more than anyone just how difficult it is to say goodbye too soon, and how hard it is to still continue about your day while still carrying guilt for having not been ready for it

So he’d be the best person to seek that sort of quiet, understanding comfort from, and it helps that he’s not a man of many words; he believes that simply sitting beside them and offering his shoulder for them to lean their head on is more than enough to show his endless support

He’s quick to reassure them that things won’t get worse—as long as he’s there with them, they’ll never have to worry about anything because he’ll always offer his protection and services

As for the realm of life and death? Though it’s out of his hands, he’ll always stand beside them, come what may, and they could always count on that

Fugo was still grieving himself when they came to him with tears streaking down their cheeks and a heartbroken expression on their face, and he found that he couldn’t turn them away

For someone who had so few friends that he cherished so much, he felt it tug at his heartstrings seeing them so upset, and he felt the urge to instantly offer them comfort, but simply didn’t know how to go about it

It soon became apparent to him that being there was simply more than enough; yes, him trying to talk to them and reassure them that it’s alright to struggle with their muddled feelings at the moment was helpful, but the gentle patting of his hand at their back was more than perfect

He might try to rationalize their fears while simultaneously trying to convince them that they weren’t very logical, which might come off as a bit rude, but it was just his awkward attempt at trying to dispel their worries

As someone who frequented the hospital before to see other people, he’d probably offer to visit the hospice with them if that’s what they wish; he’s immune to the negativity that thrives there, and would do anything to make himself a reliable presence when he tags along with them

It’s no secret that Narancia wears his heart on his sleeve, and gets very easily affected by the changing moods around him—and with someone so close to him feeling so terrible, it’s impossible for him to not feel for them

When they run to him and cry into his chest, he finds it hard to blink back the tears that formed in his eyes as they sobbed and vented to him about how absolutely devastated they were, and how the walls felt like they were closing in on them; a familiar enough feeling for the mafioso

While there isn’t much in his hands to do, he’s more than eager to wrap them in the warmest hug imaginable and offer his most sincere condolences

Now it seems that everywhere they go, they’ll find Narancia tagging along and keeping them company, hoping that doing so will lessen the burden and encourage them to embrace how they’re feeling and voice all their fears and worries

Personally, he’s got far too much bad history with hospitals and illnesses, so he would rather not go with them, but he’s more than willing to make up for it by waiting for them with their comfort take-out food as soon as they get back

Taglist: @blondeboyfriend @mrsgiovanna @boorishbrambling

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gio-is-writing · 4 years

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Hey, I'm feeling a bit down so I hope you don't mind me being a sad clown. Can you write something about Platonic Bruno being supportive and comforting over the new youngest fem member of the gang who's really timid and has no self esteem or self worth? My mom neglects me a lot and my brother despises me for some reason. I don't have any friends either because of my silence and quarantine. I just want someone to tell me that they care about me and truly love me. Even if it's just fiction.

REQUEST: Hey, I'm feeling a bit down so I hope you don't mind me being a sad clown. Can you write something about Platonic Bruno being supportive and comforting over the new youngest fem member of the gang who's really timid and has no self esteem or self worth? My mom neglects me a lot and my brother despises me for some reason. I don't have any friends either because of my silence and quarantine. I just want someone to tell me that they care about me and truly love me. Even if it's just fiction.

If you ever need someone to talk to my DM’s are always open and it applies to everyone, I care about you!! I hope you enjoy it!

Paring: Platonic! Bruno Bucciarati x Female! Reader

Warnings: Bruno being the best capo

WORTHY

Accepting a new member was always tricky, to join a established group of people without really knowing them. (Y/N) joined the gang almost two months ago, a girl Bruno met walking along the streets of the city. When he discovered her stand and her ability he decided to adopt her into his group in hopes of also providing a home and company.

Introductions were simple but went well in comparison to Giorno’s. (Y/N) mostly kept to herself, sitting in silence while the rest were usually obnoxiously loud, watching quietly and blending into the background.

Bruno took notice of the little things, how she would only talk to him even if just the minimum. How she prefered to stay in her room while the rest were elsewhere in the house. And it was his duty as the head of the gang to make sure everyone felt comfortable and in the best conditions.

The capo walked down a couple of steps when he noticed (Y/N) seated halfway down the stairs. The screaming of Narancia in the kitchen and Fugo following right after in the background. She had her knees up to her chest, hugging them with a slight frown in her features oblivious to Bruno’s presence.

“What are we thinking?”

(Y/N)’s eyes almost popped out of her face when Bruno spoke up, sitting in the step beside her. He held a soft smile while looking at her and she shied away, hugging her knees a little tighter.

“Nothing much” she whispered back

“How was yesterday’s mission?”

Bruno had sent (Y/N) along with Giorno to retrieve some protection money from business around the city. He knew Giorno wasn’t as brute or pushing as the rest so he deemed him the best choice to accompany her.

“I barely did anything” she looked at her hands “Giorno...”

“Giorno said you were amazing” he interrupted

“He... what?”

“He said you were really good and everyone seemed to like you” Bruno smiled proudly

She stared in disbelief, all she did was be polite and do as Bruno asked. Giorno and (Y/N) had small talk but she knew that he was of quiet nature as well so the interaction was minimal.

“You are much more than what you think (Y/N), your stand is strong but it takes time and patience for it to be completely yours. You are young anyway.”

“It’s okay to have your doubts, we all do” he said looking down at his shoes before turning to her “But never belittle youself. You are here for a reason, I saw something within you and I have never been mistaken of the people I’ve recruited.”

“I barely talk to them, how could I fit in?”

“They were once like you are now, they all know the feeling of being the black sheep but that never stopped them so, don’t let that stop you.”

“I...”

“You have great potential (Y/N), I trust you do and I’ll make sure you see it too”

Bruno held her hand with a soft look in his eyes, (Y/N) felt the warmth of his hands and felt at ease. She had never experienced this kind of parental love like the one Bucciarati was providing her with and it was a little overwhelming at first but she couldn’t deny the relief and reassurance she felt in her heart when listening to his encouraging words towards her. She opened her mouth to speak but another voice was heard.

“Ah, there you are!” the pink haired teenager walked out of one of the door frames.

“Trish?”

“(Y/N) we are baking a cake!” Narancia yelled from the dining table with flour all over his black hair

“Please, I need someone with brains in the kitchen” Trish pleaded reaching for (Y/N)’s hands.

(Y/N) looked back at her capo with wide eyes and pink cheeks. They wanted her to join them and she didn’t know how to respond at first. Bruno chuckled placing a hand on her shoulder.

“Go on then”

The younger girl looked back at Trish and slowly nodded her head. The pink haired sighed in relief and smiled widely while standing up without letting go of her hand. Before she was dragged into the mess she turned back and gave Bruno a small smile.

“Thank you Bucciarati”

“Anytime (Y/N).”

And in minutes (Y/N) was a giggling mess along with the rest while Bruno and Abbacchio looked over them from the next room.

“So you finally got her out” Abbacchio commented sipping on a glass of wine

“She just needed a little reassurance” Bruno smiled “we all do at some point”

#jjba x reader #bruno x reader #bruno bucciarati x reader #platonic bruno #female reader #bruno scenario #bucci gang #bucci gang x reader #reader insert #golden wind #jojo vento aureo #jojo part 5

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naranciasimp · 3 years

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Hello I hope requests are open! :) Platonic lowkey romantic Bucci Gang (Not Poly but like the whole gang interacting with reader simultaneously) with a crush that always dances while eating for some reason AAA she could be crying but once food is served and she's munching she just wiggles and jiggles and jumps AAA FLUFF THANK YOU!!!

Food Makes Things Better

Bucciarati Gang x Reader

You were having a bad day. You woke up in a shitty mood, you only got four hours of sleep, you couldn’t get your hair to style to way you wanted it to, you didn’t like any of the outfits you put on, and you had a mission to go on today. Not that you didn’t like missions but you really didn’t want to go on one at the moment.

The mission was simple though. You and Abbacchio had to go and gather intel on someone who may pose a threat to you all later on. After you and Abbacchio came back from your mission you met everyone at Libeccio. They were all sitting down at the table waiting for you two.

You both grabbed a seat. Bucciarati asked how the mission went and Abbacchio gave him the details. Fugo and Narancia were arguing about something stupid, and Giorno and Mista were talking to one another.

You put your head down on the table and groaned. There was nothing that triggered your sudden sadness. It was just everything building up over time. You began to sniffle and then tears began silently falling down your face.

“Y/N? Are you ok,” Giorno asked. Of course Giorno would be the one to notice. He notices everything.

You shook your head but kept it downwards. You sniffed louder than intended.

Narancia stood up from his seat. “Are you crying!? Don’t cry!” He ran next to you and draped his body over yours to hug you.

Abbacchio put his hand on your arm. “What’s going on?”

You laughed to cover up the sobs. Narancia backed away so you could sit up straight. “It’s stupid. I’m sorry guys. Don’t worry about it.”

Bucciarati was still concerned. “Y/N. What happened?”

You sighed. “I’ve just had a shitty day and I’m really tired.”

Everyone stared at you for a minute. That was it? They all knew that you were over emotional. They never made fun of you for it though, in a way it was refreshing to have someone show so much emotion.

“As long as you’re ok,” Fugo said with a sympathetic smile.

All of a sudden food appeared at the table. You didn’t know the group ordered anything yet. The waiter began placing food down on the table. Bucciarati thanked him and turned to you. “Y/N we ordered you your favorite food. Abbacchio we orders yours too.”

You both thanked them and you all began eating. All the sadness you felt earlier began to wash away. You had a bright smile on your face and you were kicking your legs under the table. The chatter box inside of you came out and you began talking to everyone about a subject that made you super happy.

Everyone listened and tried not to look too surprised in the sudden mood switch you experienced. After you finished eating you got up and began walking around the table. No one knew what you were doing but they didn’t stop you. You walked over to Mista and held onto his arm.

Mista gave you a confused look. “Hi?”

“Hi,” you said giggling.

Abbacchio just shock his head and Narancia began laughing with you. Mista just kept on eating despite you hanging off of him. Then when you got bored you walked over to Narancia who was done eating and just sitting down watching you. You grabbed his hands and lightly pulled him up. “We should dance.”

Nara smiled. “Of course! When we get home I’ll show you the new dance me and Mista came up with.”

You jumped in excitement and Giorno smiled. You then ran over to him and hugged him while wiggling back and forth. He laughed a bit.

Then you waddled over to Bucciarati. He didn’t say anything so you began to mumble a song and dance. Your actions were comical and no one in the gang had ever seen you act like this. At first they all assumed something was wrong. They realized quickly that this is just how you are.

You stopped your solo dance party and looked to Pannacotta. “You’re hair looks nice today Fugo!”

“T-thank you,” he stuttered due to him being caught off guard.

Lastly you walked over to Abbacchio and played with his long hair. “Hey Abba!”

“Hi Y/N.”

There was silence while you took off his headband and began separating his hair into three separate parts.

“What are you doing,” Leone asked.

“Braiding your hair!”

He sighed and tried to hide the smile forming on his lips. After you finished to braid you took a hair elastic and tied it to end. “Done!”

The gang tried not to laugh at the sight of Abbacchio’s hair being in a big braid as if he was a girl.

Abba looked at you. “Y/N.”

“Yes!”

He reached underneath his chair and grabbed his headphones. “Do you like classical music?”

“Yeah! It’s good.”

He put the headphones on your head. “Great. Now listen to this and tell me what you think.”

You happily agreed and he pressed the play button to the music. You began to mellow down and tap you foot to the music. Soon your eyes were closed and you almost feel asleep.

Did Leone give you the headphones just so you would calm down? Yes. Did you have to know that? No. He also did really want to share his music with you though. So it was a win win.

The gang a laughed a bit. They all loved you. You were one of them. They would do anything to make sure you were happy and if food and bothering them was the only way then so be it.

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abbacchiosbelt · 3 years

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Team Bucciarati | Vento Aureo Mobile Masterlist Part 1 🐞

Bruno Buccellati

Fluffy Text With a Sick S/O

Spicy Text with His S/O

Funny Text With his S/O

Android!Bruno Headcanons

Animal Crossing Headcanons

Body Hair Headcanons

Bruno Using Sticky Fingers to Unzip His Dick

S/O Who Can’t Sleep Without a Stuffed Animal

Fooling Around With His S/O In Front Other People

“You’re my perfect match.”

Bucci Gang In a Haunted Mansion

S/O With Endometriosis

Platonic Headcanons

What Underwear Bruno Wears

Poly BruAbba at an Amusement Park

Ideal Date

Playing The Sims

Consensual Gun Play - [Not SFW, Drabble]

Bruno With A Depressed S/O [Self Harm CW]

Discovering His S/O Dislikes the Mafia

Rollercoaster Headcanons [by my wife!]

Stay and Love Me - Poly BruAbba x F!Reader - [Not SFW, Fic, Commission]

Rainy Day In with S/O, Fluff and Smut

Crush Falling Asleep Next to Him

New Member w/Pokemon

S/O Who Laughs at Dumb Shit

Handsy Bruno NSFW Headcanons

Laugh Headcanons

“Head In The Clouds” S/O Headcanons

Welcoming His New Baby

Using Sticky Fingers Headcanons - Not SFW

What kind of roleplay does he like?

Phone Sex Challenge

Accidentally Calling Him ‘Daddy’ + Poly BruAbba

Poly BruRiz Headcanons

Small Boobed S/O

Fluff After A Bad Day - Drabble

Sub!Bruno

Chubby GF Headcanons

What porn does he watch?

What body type does he like?

Going Down on His S/O

Walking In on His S/O Touching Themselves

NSFW Alphabet Part 1

NSFW Alphabet Part 2

NSFW Alphabet Part 3

NSFW Alphabet Part 4

Sexual Experience

What He Likes to Hear During Sex

Stolen - Diavolo!Bruno x F!Reader [Not SFW, Angst, Fic]

Always Forever - Poly BruAbba x F!Reader [Not SFW]

Big Chungus Text

Bruno Confessions

Poly BruAbba Confessions

BruAbba Confessions

Leone Abbacchio

Yandere Tarot Cards [Temperance]

Yandere Tarot Cards [The World]

Yandere Tarot Cards [The Emperor, The Lovers]

Tag Prompt Generator - Drabble

Body Hair Headcanons

Spanking Headcanons

Fooling Around With His S/O In Front Other People

“I’ll do whatever the fuck I want to you, got it?”

Hair Pulling Headcanons

“I was wondering how long you were going to keep making out like that until you realized you weren’t alone.”

“Hold my hand tight. I’ll protect you.”

Bucci Gang In a Haunted Mansion

Platonic Headcanons

What Underwear Abbacchio Wears

Poly BruAbba at an Amusement Park

Happy to Say - Abbacchio x F!Reader [Not SFW, Daddy Kink, Commission]

Shower Sex

Say You Will - Siren!Abbacchio x GN!Reader - [Not sfw, Fic]

Accidentally Calling Him ‘Daddy’ + Poly BruAbba

Ideal Date

Playing The Sims

Bodyguard to Bruno’s S/O

Discovering His S/O Dislikes the Mafia/Police

Rollercoaster Headcanons [by my wife!]

Stay and Love Me - Poly BruAbba x F!Reader - [Not SFW, Fic, Commission]

What does he smell like?

Dad Headcanons

Opinions on Booty

Rainy Day In with S/O, Fluff and Smut

Feels Right - Abbacchio x Reader [Fluff, Fic]

New Member w/Pokemon

S/O Who Laughs at Dumb Shit

Moonlight - Abbacchio x F!Reader [Not Sfw, Consensual Somno, Fic]

Laugh Headcanons

S/O Turned on By His Voice

“Head In The Clouds” S/O Headcanons

Welcoming His New Baby

What kind of roleplay does he like?

Phone Sex Challenge

Food Play Headcanons

Accidentally Calling Him ‘Daddy’ + Poly BruAbba

Submissive S/O

Meeting Polnareff

Chubby GF Headcanons

What porn does he watch?

Going Down on His S/O

NSFW Alphabet Part 1

Fluff Alphabet Part 1

What He Likes to Hear During Sex

Always Forever - Poly BruAbba x F!Reader [Not SFW]

Big Chungus Text

Abbacchio Confessions

Poly BruAbba Confessions

BruAbba Confessions

Guido Mista

Duty - Alpha!Mista x Omega!S/O - [Not sfw, A/B/O]

Yandere Tarot Cards [Death]

Body Hair Headcanons

Mista Cheering Up His S/O

Pegging Headcanons

Fooling Around With His S/O In Front Other People

S/O Who Likes Being Choked and Spanked

"Say my name, I love hearing you moan."

Bucci Gang In a Haunted Mansion

S/O With Endometriosis

Platonic Headcanons

What Underwear Mista Wears

Mista With a Trans Man Crush

Try - Mista x GN!Reader [Not sfw, Fic]

Shy S/O Blurting Out a Love Confession

Ideal Date

Lights Out - Mista x F!Reader - [Not sfw, Fic, Consensual Somno, Commission]

Playing The Sims

Accidentally Calling Him ‘Daddy’

Opinions on Booty

General NSFW Headcanons

Rollercoaster Headcanons [by my wife!]

Rainy Day In with S/O, Fluff and Smut

New Member w/Pokemon

S/O Who Laughs at Dumb Shit

S/O Worried About Mista Dying

Laugh Headcanons

“Head In The Clouds” S/O Headcanons

Dad Headcanons

What kind of roleplay does he like?

Phone Sex Challenge

Food Play Headcanons

Chubby GF Headcanons

What porn does he watch?

Going Down on His S/O

NSFW Alphabet Part 1

Sexual Experience

What He Likes to Hear During Sex

Paradise Isn't Far - Mista x F!Reader - [Not sfw, fic]

Big Chungus Text

Mista Confessions

Pannacotta Fugo

Cute Texts to His S/O

Fugo Sharing a Bed With His Crush Headcanons [SFW]

When do you think help will come?” “Not for a while, I guess we’re stranded here alone for the time being.”

Bucci Gang In a Haunted Mansion

Platonic Headcanons

Ideal Date

Playing The Sims

Rollercoaster Headcanons [by my wife!]

Hard-Boiled - Fugo x Reader - [Fluff, Fic]

New Member w/Pokemon

Laugh Headcanons

S/O Who Laughs at Dumb Shit

“Head In The Clouds” S/O Headcanons

Dad Headcanons

General Fluff Headcanons

Meeting Polnareff

Fugo Confessions

Narancia Ghirga

S/O Who Spoils Him

Bucci Gang In a Haunted Mansion

Ideal Date

Playing The Sims

Platonic Headcanons

Rollercoaster Headcanons [by my wife!]

New Member w/Pokemon

S/O Who Laughs at Dumb Shit

Laugh Headcanons

“Head In The Clouds” S/O Headcanons

Dad Headcanons

Fluff Alphabet

Stray Cats Headcanons

Narancia Confessions

Giorno Giovanna

Thoughts on Giorno

Bucci Gang In a Haunted Mansion

Platonic Headcanons

Ideal Date

Playing The Sims

BF Joining Passione

Rollercoaster Headcanons [by my wife!]

New Member w/Pokemon

S/O Who Laughs at Dumb Shit

Giorno Spoiling His S/O

Laugh Headcanons

“Head In The Clouds” S/O Headcanons

Dad Headcanons

Cuddling With Giorno - Reader x Giorno [Fluff, Drabble]

Fluffy Headcanons

First Date Headcanons

More Fluffy Headcanons

Giorno Confessions

Trish Una

Wedding Headcanons

Bucci Gang In a Haunted Mansion

Ideal Date

Playing The Sims

New Member w/Pokemon

S/O Who Laughs at Dumb Shit

Laugh Headcanons

#masterlist #mobile masterlist #my writing #vento aureo #vento aureo masterlist #not sfw #fluff #fic #drabbles #bruno bucciarati #bruno buccellati #leone abbacchio #guido mista #pannacotta fugo #narancia ghirga #giorno giovanna #trish una

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tenthgrove · 3 years

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Can I request the one where La Squadra thought the reader was pregnant (when she just actually visited her kid) situation for Bruno's gang?

Mother Mother- Bucci Edition

Team Buccerati x Reader (Fem), Platonic, SFW

Bruno Buccerati is feeling restless. He's not one to pry, but your behaviour lately is starting to concern him. Leaving the base for hours without explanation is no cause for worry in itself, after all, you're not obliged to inform him of your whereabouts 24/7 and you're hardly the only one on the team who does this, but together with the ceaseless obsession with cutting your finances, the uncharacteristic melancholy and the jolt of panic whenever your personal circumstances become the topic of conversation all add up to a bad picture.

The final straw for Buccerati came today, in which while passing you idly on the sofa he caught sight of the word 'parenthood' printed on the title of the leaflet you were reading. He didn't see the rest of what it said, but your guilty smile at being caught spoke well enough for itself.

Buccerati truly does feel bad about this, but with how defensive you become at even the smallest sign of confrontation, he sees no other choice. As he watches you depart your bedroom and head into the bathroom, he waits quietly for the rush of water from the shower, before sneaking into your unlocked bedroom unnoticed.

He will make clear, he thinks to himself as he pilfers through the loose paper on your desk for that leaflet, that he is not angry. If it's what your heart is set on, he isn't even that opposed to the idea of you raising the baby yourself. The squad is decently paid and their work isn't as dangerous or all-consuming as some, so they can manage. He even feels a little bit of excitement at the thought of helping you with your offspring. He's only doing this because it can't be healthy for you to conceal your pregnancy like this. Children have always been such precious things to him.

A pink leaflet flits off of the desk and Buccerati picks up his prize. He reads the title in full.

"Parenthood for the Parents of Hospitalised Children: What Doctors Advise"

Ahh. Now that changes things. Buccerati feels his heart sink at the sight of the stock image of a mother and father standing over the bedside of a sickly-looking girl. He guiltily returns the leaflet to its former place and tries to reorganise the paper as he found it, before exiting quickly.

Having learned his lesson well about making assumptions on too little evidence, Buccerati sits down with his phone book. There's a fellow on one of the intel teams who owes him a small favour, and it's time he called on it.

“Hello, it’s Buccerati, could you do something for me quickly? I need you to check the records of all the hospitals in Naples that hospitalise chronically ill children, and take a look through the names of the patients in the children's ward," he requests. "There's a specific surname I'm after, hang on, I'll find it for you." Buccerati racks his brains. If there's one thing he's certain your being honest about it's your real name. He pulls it from his memories and relays it to his friend. "No, no need to take any action once you find them. Just let me know the details, particularly of the illness. Very well, thank you," he concludes the phone call and hangs up. He leans back in the seat and sighs.

He barely gets half an hour to rest before the phone rings.

"Oh hello, that was quick. Did you find them? That's excellent. What did the records say?"

The agent relays his findings. Matching the surname he gave him is a little girl about 5 years old, currently residing in the hospital closest to Buccerati's base. The child is suffering from a frightful condition that, although rarely fatal with treatment, can leave sufferers in need of constant medical care for months on end, along with more minor support for years after.

The most concerning thing about the records is that the agent was able to find visitation logs attached to the data, and they all speak of a single, anonymous visitor with recorded visits matching perfectly with the dates and times of your disappearances.

Buccerati thanks the agent and promises to wire him a little money for his quick and extensive help. Hanging up, he broods deeply. He cannot simply allow your suffering to continue if there's anything, anything at all he can do to help.

He is broken from his trance by the sounds of panicked footsteps running in from the hall. He catches sight of Mista and Narancia sneaking in from the hallway, and is struck by the immediate impression that they are by all definitions, up to no good.

"What's the matter you two? You seem startled," he presses them patiently. He is met with two loud sounds of 'uhhhh'.

"Nothing Buccerati, we swear it!" Narancia promises.

"Yeah! In fact, we were just going to the shops and were arguing over what to get!" Mista backs him up. Buccerati rolls his eyes and smiles.

"Alright. Not too much sugar, Narancia? We don't want to find you being sick in the bathroom at two in the morning again, do we?"

"It's not me you have to worry about doing that now," Narancia mutters under his breath.

"Pardon?" Buccerati asks, confused.

"Nothing! We should go now!"

The boys immediately make their exit out the front and disappear down the street. Bruno tuts. Sometimes he thinks he'll never understand that lot. He smiles.

As he replays the encounter in his head, it occurs to him what that strange item poking out of Mista's pocket was. The leaflet from (y/n)'s room. Shit.

"Mista? Narancia? I think we should have a word please!" Buccerati shouts down the entry street. But it's two late, they've both disappeared out of earshot. Buccerati throws his hands up in despair, and returns to his room.

::::::::::::

Abbacchio knows what he sees. Mista and Narancia go running down the street and about 20 second later, Buccerati goes out shouting. As Abbacchio watches Buccerati return to the house in defeat, he makes a decision. He's had enough of those kids and their petty little antics. If Buccerati doesn't have it in him to set them straight, he will.

"You look pressed," Fugo remarks as Abbacchio pushes past him in the corridor.

"None of your business. Mista and Narancia are up to no good and now I've got to go and find them," Abbacchio grunts.

"Narancia?! But he promised me he'd work on his assignments tonight! Little bastard, I'll kill him!" Fugo fumes.

"Will you now? Better keep up then," Abbacchio says, throwing on his coat.

It doesn't take them long at all to find Mista and Narancia. Indeed, they're cowering in the very first alleyway left of the house.

"We can explain," Narancia promises.

"I bet you can," Abbacchio mutters half-heartedly.

"Take a look at this!" Narancia urges them. He pulls a pink leaflet from Mista's pocket and rereads it himself. "It says 'parenthood'. We found it in (y/n)'s room. Does that mean she's pregnant?"

"Why in god's name were you snooping around in (y/n)'s room?" Abbacchio interrogates them.

"Furthermore Narancia, you can't read," Fugo adds.

"Well, for a start, Buccerati did it first. We just went in after him to see what it was he was looking for. Second, Mista read it for me, and he swears it says 'parenthood'. Isn't that right Mista?"

"Sure is," Mista affirms. "Look."

He flicks the leaflet in front of them and, sure enough, they all read the same word. Abbacchio and Fugo curse simultaneously.

"What the hell is their game, thinking they can hide something like this from us?" Abbacchio fumes. "Does Bruno think he's protecting her or something? He's a fool."

"If I may, Abbacchio, it is most uncharacteristic of you to speak ill of Signor Buccerati," a voice from behind protests. Abbacchio turns with a jolt to see Giorno standing at the entrance of the alleyway along with a very bewildered looking Trish. They each have a couple of shopping bags in their hands.

"Are you spying on me?!" Abbacchio shrieks.

"Not at all. I simply thought that going after dark would be a much safer time for Trish to do her shopping, so I was taking her out," Giorno explains. "I overheard your voices and came to investigate, but I really haven't heard much."

"(Y/n)'s pregnant and Buccerati's hiding it from us," Mista fills him in.

"Wait, I'm lost. Did Buccerati get her pregnant? Because if so, what in the actual hell?" Trish comments.

"Fucking christ. Could you imagine?" Narancia remarks. The group soon devolves into a mess of interrupted shouting.

"All of you quiet!" Abbacchio yells. He holds up his hands in desperation. "We are going to get to the bottom of this and we're going to do it now! We are going right home, and we are getting (y/n) to explain herself, whether she likes it or not. Agreed?"

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You had an awful eery feeling getting out that shower would be a mistake. The last thing you expected tonight was being hounded by your dear teammates while you're half dressed and wet haired, particularly on such an outlandish concept as pregnancy.

"Slow down! What the hell are you accusing me of again?"

"You're having a baby and you aren't even telling us! Do you have any idea how much those cost?" Trish accuses. You don't even have an answer for that one, it's just so completely wrong there's no way to refute it.

"We aren't looking to judge, we just want to help," Giorno assures you, though his voice is drowned out by the rest of the rabble.

"I don't need help, I'm not having a baby!" you protest. Narancia opens his mouth.

"But the leaflet says-"

"What on god's earth are the lot of you doing?" Bruno calls from the hallway. "Why are you all hounding (y/n) all of a sudden."

"You think we don't know what you know, Buccerati?" Abbacchio confronts him. "You're complicit in this. You're helping to hide this- baby!"

Buccerati breathes deeply.

"Ah. I believe I know what this is about. Mista, I want you to take that leaflet you found and read the front page out to me. In full."

Mista complies.

"Parenthood... for the Parents of Hospitalised Children. Oh."

"You made the same mistake I did," Buccerati explains. "You saw the first word and immediately jumped to your own conclusions. But in regards to the full title I have carried out some follow up and have confirmed it is exactly what it sounds like. (Y/n) has a young daughter who is unfortunately quite sick at present, and she has understandably been taking time off to be with her."

"You know about her?" you exclaim in panic.

"Apologies (y/n), I was acting only in concern for your health. It was admittedly due to my poor caution that the others found out and, well, it went from there."

"Look," you protest, thoughts spiralling into panic. "I didn't mean for you to know. You said I could do what I wanted with my money so I did. There- there was no other way I could afford to treat her," you justify, tears starting to leak from your eyes. "Please don't kick me out. I swear this doesn't affect my work, all I need is a few hours a week to check on her!"

You collapse against the door in tears. The crowd goes into a shocked silence. Buccerati pushes to the front.

"Hey, hey, I'm not going to kick you out so don't worry," he promises. "I would never cut off a member of my squad like that, especially not when they have such a vulnerable dependent. We can talk about helping you with the money tomorrow, but now, let's get you calmed down okay?"

You nod through your tears. Buccerati guides you to your feet and leads you gently into the kitchen. The remaining group in the hall look at each other with pressed lips. Fugo takes the leaflet from Mista and reads through the front cover once more. He hits him.

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matcha-narancia · 2 years

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- NO NSFW! I am a Minor, and will not write that sort of content! I do SFW Platonic and Romantic writing ONLY!

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nicherayyy · 1 year

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am i back again with another child!reader request? yes, i am 😌 LOL anyways, another idea popped up in my head. so how about a scenario where the child!reader has to be babysat by the bucci gang again, but this time, trish is around since she’s visiting and staying with the group for a few months, so it’s their first time meeting each other? due to the reader’s shy nature, they initially don’t interact with her, but a few hours later, the reader becomes close to trish, even already going as far as calling her “auntie” or “big sis” (omg and bonus points if the reader also LOVES interacting with spice girl and having a full-on blown conversation with her, considering how she’s sentient). because of how the reader has been raised by men, i think it’d be interesting (and cute) to see them having an older female figure in their life. ty!! <33

okay but Trish is such a good sister figure I love her so much😫

Sister Figure Trish x Child Reader

The whole La Squadra has been really busy lately. Which led to the fact that now you spent more time with Bucci Gang. Sometimes even with an overnight stay. Although you didn't mind.

With Mista and Narancia you could play any games you'd like. Bruno or Leone read to you. And Fugo even helps you with homework (sometimes Giorno joins too)

But this time there was something new.. no.. someone new.

"My name is Trish", a pink-haired girl smiled at you, "And what's your name?"

You just hid behind Bruno, looking at her cautiously. No, it's not that you've been scared of her. On the contrary, she seem like a nice girl. But the problem is- you are too shy. Not every day you see new faces.

That's why you sat in your room for an hour. But Trish? Actually she thought that you didn't like her, because of which she was literally devastated. But after Bruno's explanation, everything became clearer. Oh, so you're just shy? And you don't hate her. That's such a relief for her! But it doesn't change the fact that she wants you to trust her. She will not give up. She wants to befriend with you and she will do anything for that!

"Is that okay if I come in?", you saw the girl opening the door in your room, you hesitated a little and just nodded, watching her every move. Trish just sat in front of you, fidgeting her fingers a little. So what now? She has to start conversation with you, but she doesn't know what you like.. that's a problem. What if you-

"Do you.. have a stand?", you interrupted her thoughts, your voice quiet and unsure.

"You know what a stand is?", she gasped, "I do actually"

"Can I see it?", you asked, now with more anticipation.

"Sure", Trish smiled, and this time you smiled back.

It's been a few hours since Leone last saw you and Trish. You just seem to disappear. He even wanted to ask Bruno where were you, until he heard laughter upstairs.

The thing he saw was you sitting on Spice Girl's lap, while Trish was painting your nails. And you seem to.. enjoy it, with wide smile on your face you were talking about a cartoon you saw recently. That was a cute picture indeed.

"What are you two doing?"

"Oh, me and big sis were just talking"

"Wait.. big sis?", Abbacchio looked at Trish with pure shock on his face, while the girl just winked at him.

A/N: sorry for this being so short. Also if you want to read general scenario with Bucci gang babysitting child!reader it's here

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jombocostello · 4 years

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bucciarati gang x reader

Anonymous asked: Hello! Can I get a platonic/ brotherly Bucci gang comforting a member who’s just gone through a breakup with a longtime partner? (May or may not be in this situation and needing some cuddles 🥺) thank you in advance and I hope everything’s good for you!

Yes of course!! I hope you’re feeling better and I hope you enjoy these! My messages are always open if you want to talk too!

Giorno

- Giorno's a soft-spoken guy; in your time with Bucciarati's gang, he's probably the one you know the least about. Still, he's extremely friendly, and the two of you get along really well.

- When you show up to your mission with Giorno with your head dipped and a far-away look in your eyes, he can instantly tell something's wrong. "Are you alright?" he asks you, eyebrows knitted in worry. You just wave a hand and shrug, telling him not to worry and to focus on the mission at hand. Hesitantly, Giorno agrees, though he's not done thinking about this.

- The job goes on without a hitch, and you and Giorno hurry away to the getaway car. As you both hop in and buckle your seatbelts, Giorno looks at you through the rear-view mirror. Your eyes meet his in the reflection for a moment and then you shift them away, frowning.

- "Is there something you want to talk about?" he asks gently. "You can feel free to tell me anything."

- You suck in a deep breath, wincing as your breath shuddered. "...Are you sure? I don't want to bother you," you murmur.

- Giorno reaches out and takes your hand; you're both a little startled by his forwardness. "Of course. It's not a bother."

- You smile a little, but your face doesn't read as very happy. You lean back, your hand still resting loosely in Giorno's. "Okay. Well, I... I ended a long relationship recently. And I don't - I really don't know how to describe how I'm feeling. I just..." Your voice trails off, and Giorno watches as tears up in your eyes. You lower your head and Giorno can see your shoulders shaking.

- Moved by the instant need to make you feel better, he takes your other hand as well. You blink, tears running down your face, and you watch as Giorno rubs his thumbs in circles over your palms. He leans in a little closer to you and smiles faintly. "You're an amazing person, (Y/N). I'll be with you every step of the way through this, alright? I know you can do it."

- You muster up a smile, genuinely touched by Giorno's tenderness. "Thank you. Really." You look away, sniffling. "I'll try."

- Giorno lifts a hand and brushes a tear from your cheek, surprising you. When he brings his hand back to yours, though, he holds a small, pink rose petal. "What you're feeling right now is going to help you grow," he says softly, gingerly placing the petal in your palm. "You're going to come out stronger. And I'll be there to help when you need it."

- You're overcome with emotion; you lean forward and hug Giorno tightly. He's a little startled by this, but he's happy all the same, and he hugs you back. "Thank you," you whisper in his ear. "I'm sorry for springing all this on you right now... We should probably head back."

- "Don't worry," he replies. "You can talk to me about whatever you want." He leans back and starts the car, and as you drive away, he turns to you and smiles widely. You find yourself smiling back.

Bruno

- It's early in the morning when you get a phone call on your cell phone, which is sitting on the other side of your room. Yawning loudly, you roll out of bed and pick it up. Before flipping it open, you briefly glance at the mirror hanging from your wall; you look dead tired. It's no surprise, really... You haven't been sleeping much.

- "...Hello?" Your voice is groggy and you blearily rub your eyes.

- "(Y/N). How are you?"

- Your eyes widen, and subconsciously you fix your posture. It's your boss Bruno, who never calls unless he has important business. "Uh... Hi. I'm alright." The lie rolls off your tongue without a second thought.

- "That's good." Bruno pauses. "I hope I'm not being too forward, but I'd like to go to dinner with you tonight. I can pick you up at seven if that's alright with you."

- "Sure, that would be nice." He pleasantly says goodbye and hangs up, and you set down the phone in mild confusion. That had been the last thing you were expecting. Bruno is your boss, and he's a close friend, too - but he's never asked you out to an excursion like this. You wonder for a moment if it's because he's noticed how out of it you are lately. It's certainly a possibility. You just shrug and get ready for the day, keeping Bruno's invitation in the back of your mind.

- After a day of errands, the time comes, and Bruno arrives at your place in a sleek, classy sports car. He steps out of the driver's seat and circles around the vehicle, opening the passenger door and offering his hand. You smile, a little miffed by his silence so far, and take his hand. After you're both seated, he drives off.

- You wind up at a restaurant that you've never been to before. You'd wanted to try it, but it had always been astronomically fancy and you figured you'd never find the right occasion to go. It seems Bruno is the one who found the perfect time, as he leads you to your table and pulls out your chair.

- Bruno orders a bottle of wine for the both of you, and finally, he turns your way and speaks. "I hope you're not too confused by my sudden invitation," he says, the smile on his face audible in his words.

- "Not at all!" you reply, smiling as well. "Well, maybe a little confused... But certainly not upset. This is wonderful."

- "That's good." Bruno's smile drops a bit, and you watch him closely. "I wanted to see you tonight because I've been a little worried. You haven't been yourself lately, and I just wanted to check up on you. (Y/N), are you alright?"

- You feel your throat tighten before he's even done talking. "I - I, ah..." You can't force yourself to lie. You dip your head a bit, speaking a little sheepishly. "No. Not really."

- Bruno starts to reach across the table but his hand freezes halfway; he's not sure whether he should take your hand. "Well, if you want to talk..." He decides now, and his fingers gently wrap around your palm. "I'm here."

- You suck in a breath, raising your head. "I've just been going through... Well, going through a breakup." Bruno's eyes soften in concern, and you nod slightly. "So it's been hard."

- Your wine arrives suddenly, nearly making you jump. Bruno lets go of your hand to pour you a glass. "I see." He places the glass in front of you and you drink some, thankful to be given a break from talking. Bruno doesn't drink, though, and you frown. "You're important to me, (Y/N). We've known each other for a while and all I want is for you to be happy." You had been the first person to join his team, so you're pretty close.

- You smile, taking a quick sip of wine. "Thank you, Bruno."

- Dinner goes well, and your food is delicious. After the meal, you and Bruno get up and head back to his car. He opens your door and you thank him as you sit down.

- "How was your food?" he asks you as he slides into the driver's seat and starts the car.

- "It was great. Thank you again, this was a really wonderful surprise."

- Bruno smiles gently at you and you've never felt more comfortable. "Of course, (Y/N). I'd love to do this again, any time you like. Alright?"

- You reach out and place your hand over his, and he blinks, looking at you with mild surprise. You just grin and reply, "Alright."

Mista

- As you walk into Libeccio on a bright Sunday morning, you're greeted by only Bruno and Mista. "Hey, guys," you say as you pull out your chair and take a seat. "Where's everyone else?"

- Bruno glances up from the papers that are sitting in front of him to look at you. "Oh, this is just a minor problem that we need to clean up. I figure the three of us will be more than enough to take care of it."

- You nod, crossing your arms over your chest. "Alright." You look over at Mista, who's busy eating garlic bread without a care in the world. "Hey, Mista," you say, and he stops eating to look at you. You grin. "Bet you're glad we don't have anyone else here with us, huh?"

- Instantly Mista nods obnoxiously, and you nearly laugh out loud. "Four people... It's just not for me." You sigh, the remnants of a smile on your face.

- You head out after a quick cup of coffee, and in minutes you've reached your destination. You all pile out of the car, looking around warily at the old, half-collapsed building you've arrived at. "There's nothing to worry about," Bruno says to the two of you. "I just have to go get a document that was left inside by our associate. I need you two to stand guard outside."

- "You got it, Boss," Mista says with a firm salute. You laugh a little at the gesture. Bruno leaves, and that leaves you with the group's resident gunslinger.

- You both summon your stands, and you stand together outside of the building. You're both silent for a while, until the Sex Pistols start whining about being bored. "Shut up!" Mista groans, swatting at them. "We'll be out of here in no time." You really don't have the energy to reassure the little guys, even though you usually do like talking to them.

- Mista seems to notice this, and he glances over at you. "...Hey, (Y/N), are you okay? You seem out of it."

- You shrug. "Uh... It's nothing."

- This tips Mista off to the fact that it absolutely is something. "Really, what's up? You know you can tell me anything. My lips are sealed." He mimes zipping his mouth shut, and you roll your eyes.

- "...Fine." You cross your arms over your chest, sighing. "I... I just broke up with my partner. A few days ago."

- For some reason, you're expecting another wisecrack, but that's not what you get - Mista walks over to you and puts his hand gently on your arm. "I'm sorry to hear that," he says quietly. "It must suck."

- You nearly laugh at his choice of words. "Yeah. It does suck."

- He looks at you for a moment, and then in a quick, casual motion, he wraps his arms around you and squeezes. You blink, completely surprised by this. After a few comfortable moments, he pulls away, then suddenly his eyes go wide. "Shit, I hope that wasn't weird, I - I didn't even think about it and - "

- "No, don't worry," you say, cutting him off. "It was nice of you." You give him a small smile.

- "Oh. Well that's good." You both fall silent again, staring out at the alley before you and looking for any potential enemies. After a few minutes, Mista speaks. "I'm buying you ice cream after this."

- You look over at him, eyebrows raised. "Did you just say you're gonna get me ice cream? What are you, seven?"

- "Shut up!" Mista whines, and you laugh loudly. "Ice cream is good as hell. It'll do wonders for your spirit."

- "Well, I can't argue with that." Your wide grin settles into a little smile, and the two of you stand closely together until Bruno finally arrives.

- You all hop into the car, Bruno at the wheel and the two of you in the back seat. "What's your favorite ice cream flavor?" Mista asks, grinning widely. "Wait - lemme guess. Are you a classic vanilla type?"

- "Uh..." You honestly don't have a favorite, so you decide to humor him. "Sure. Yeah."

- "Hell yeah!" He reaches out and gives you an unprompted high-five, surprising you. "I knew it. I'm a genius." A few moments later, Mista's expression softens. "Hey, listen. I'm really sorry you're going through this. I know it's tough, so... I'll be there for you. Don't hesitate to come to me about anything."

- You'd never expected to see this kind of seriousness from Mista before. "Thanks, man. I appreciate it." And with that, you lean back in your seat, feeling good about the future for the first time in a while.

Narancia

- You hadn't planned on talking about your recent breakup with any of the members of your group, but when Narancia invited you to the local arcade one day, you knew he could tell something was up.

- You meet up with him outside of the glowing building. He stands in front of the doors with an impossibly wide grin and...a bouquet of flowers? "Hey, what the hell is this for?" you say, laughing as you take them. "Seriously."

- "I guess I just wanted to surprise ya! It worked, I guess." He's right; you were surprised. You run the flowers over to your car and gently place them in the back seat, then return to Narancia.

- "So what's the plan?" you ask as you both enter the arcade. The sounds of the seemingly endless games is almost shockingly loud.

- It doesn't seem to phase Narancia in the slightest, though. "Come on! We're playing that dancing game. What's it called...?" He ponders that for less than a second before grabbing your arm and dragging you over to the large game in the back of the room.

- Almost instantly, he's shoved some tokens into the machine and you're all set to dance. "Choose, the song, (Y/N), I know you'll pick a good one!" You can't seem to stop smiling at the utter enthusiasm Narancia's showing, and you pick a relatively easy song.

- You stumble a few times, but after a moment you get the hang of the game. Narancia isn't doing very well - he doesn't seem to feel the rhythm very well - but his energy is more than making up for it. Once the song is over, you see that you've beaten him.

- "I never could've expected that, dude," you say, laughing under your breath. "I mean, don't you choreograph dances and make Mista and Fugo learn them with you?"

- "Yep!" Narancia shrugs. "Guess I was off today. But you beat me!" You wonder if he let you win, but who cares. You appreciate the gesture if that's the case.

- The two of you spend the rest of the day playing every game in the place. Once you're done, you end up with a sizeable pile of tickets, and you decide to spend them on two huge stuffed animals - one for you and one for Narancia, to commemorate this nice day.

- "I really had a good time today!" you say to Narancia as you walk to his car. "Thanks for inviting me, I had a lot of fun."

- "Sure!" Narancia's voice drops a bit, and you raise your eyebrows. "And I hope you feel better soon. I know you haven't been feeling your best, but I know you'll get through it. You're tough as hell, (Y/N), that's why you're on the team!"

- You're really touched by Narancia's words. He doesn't even know what happened, and still his words of comfort are perfect. "Thanks. Hey, I'll see you later, alright?"

- "Yeah." He picks up his stuffed animal and has it wave goodbye, and you snort. He's a pure ball of sunshine, and that's just what you needed.

Abbacchio

- Of all the member's of Bucciarati's squad, Abbacchio is probably the hardest one to talk to. You don't think you've ever held a full conversation with him on your own, and even if you tried, you have a feeling he'd just laugh in your face and walk away. All in all, you're pretty intimidated by him.

- So of course, as fate would have it, the two of you are assigned to take care of some business one late night. You grab a taxi and then walk a ways until you reach your destination.

- Abbacchio is there waiting for you, with his arms crossed over his chest. "You made it," he says, voice dripping with sarcasm, and you wince. This is really the last thing you need right now.

- It's a fairly serious mission before you two: you have to kill non-stand user employees of the boss who have stolen a fairly large sum of money from a neighboring capo. Thankfully, you succeed, though you do make a couple minor mistakes that do nothing for Abbacchio's mood.

- Abbacchio hails a taxi and slides the driver some of the money you've just recovered. "If anyone asks, you never saw us. Alright?" The driver merely nods and gestures for you to get in.

- It's a silent, somber ride. You're too anxious to look at Abbacchio. You're a little embarrassed by the rookie mistakes you made tonight, which you've never done before - but you're going through something pretty big right now and that's probably the reason for them. It's only been a little while since you ended your relationship, and it's been pretty hard coping with it. This situation certainly isn't making it any easier to feel better.

- You get back to Abbacchio's place quickly. You start to wave goodbye as he opens the door and stands up, but he shocks you by grabbing your arm and pulling you out with him. "Come with me," he says lowly. "I just wanna talk for a bit."

- You're terrified. He's almost definitely going to chew you out over your mess-ups tonight. You really can't do anything but nod, and with that he turns around and leads up up to his apartment.

- It's...a lot cozier than you'd expected. There's a lot of artwork up on the walls, and a record player sits on the far side of the room. You wonder what he's been listening to. "Would you like a drink?" he asks, taking out a bottle of red wine.

- "Ah, no thanks." That's oddly hospitable of him, considering he's monumentally pissed off at you right now.

- You watch him put the bottle away and take out a can of coffee grounds. "Coffee, then? I know it's late, but you're probably cold."

- He's right; coffee actually sounds good right now. "Sure, if it's not any trouble."

- He doesn't say anything to that, just gets to making it. Shit - is it trouble? You stand and watch him from the doorway in an anxious silence until finally he's done, and he gestures for you to join him on the couch.

- You sit down and he hands you your coffee. "Cream and sugar?" he asks, and you nod your head.

- "Yeah - both." He quickly grabs your coffee back from you and walks back to the kitchen, then returns with two mugs and sits down next to you. He hands you your drink and you take a sip, careful not to burn yourself. It's perfect for such a chilly night.

- "So." You look up at Abbacchio, whose expression can only be described as...severe. He drinks some coffee then sets down his mug, locking eyes with you. This is about to be horrible. "What's wrong?"

- "Huh?" Did you say that out loud? Did he say that out loud? You blink, trying to parse his question.

- "I can tell you're not feeling well. You never would've made the mistakes you did if you weren't distracted. So what's on your mind?" He pauses, and then adds, "If you're comfortable talking about it."

- "...Oh." You're completely shocked by this twist. Abbacchio's expression doesn't read as severity, it's concern. He knows something's wrong. "Well, yeah. I'm fine with talking about it." Are you? You steel yourself and continue. "I, ah... I just ended a relationship recently. That's all."

- Abbacchio frowns. "I'm sorry." He's silent for a bit, and you're stuck in an awkward little moment with him while he thinks of what to say. "I've been through it too, and I know how hard it is. You can talk to me about it, if you want. Maybe not right now, though - it's pretty late." He's right; it's long past midnight.

- "Alright. Thanks, Abbacchio. I really appreciate it." You quickly finish your coffe and gently set down the mug as you stand. "I should get back home. Thank you again. I would like to talk to you later, if it's okay."

- "Of course." He smiles - you're pretty sure that's the first time you've witnessed him do anything other than scowl. "I don't have good advice, but I'm more than willing to listen."

- You smile back. "Then yeah. I'll take you up on that." You open the door softly. "See you later, Abbacchio. Thanks for the coffee."

Fugo

- Sometimes, Bruno likes to call all of his team members to Libeccio just to share a meal. Today is one of those occasions, and you walk into the back room at the restaurant to find Fugo and Bruno engaged in what seems to be a highly intellectual conversation.

- "Yes, well, there's so many clauses that could apply to - oh, (Y/N)!" Fugo looks over at you and smiles. "Nice to see you."

- "You too." You take a seat next to him and grab the glass of water that's in front of you; there seems to be one for everyone. "Where is everyone? Am I early or something?"

- Fugo sighs. "No, everyone else is just late." You laugh a little under your breath at how seriously disappointed Fugo seems in his teammates; he's always been a bit of a perfectionist. "But whatever. How have you been?"

- Not great, to be honest. "Alright," you answer, quickly sipping your water. "My life's been pretty uneventful. You?"

- Fugo doesn't seem fully convinced by that answer, but he doesn't say anything about it. "The same. Nothing really happening. Bruno, though, is apparently horribly busy."

- Bruno laughs and shakes his head. "That's an overstatement and you know it. I've just been taking care of some paperwork."

- Slowly but surely, the rest of the gang arrives, and you all share a great lunch. Afterwards, you move to leave, but Fugo grabs your arm before you can walk out the door.

- "Hm? What's up?" You turn to him, eyebrows raised.

- "Are you doing anything right now?" he asks rather forwardly. He's not a very timid guy. "If you're not, I was wondering if you'd like to take a little walk, in that park down the street a ways."

- "A... A walk?" It's kind of a weird request, but you're honestly not doing anything. "Yeah, sure." Fugo smiles and leads you out the door towards the nice park.

- Luckily, it's a really nice day out today. It isn't too cool or too warm, and you're dressed perfectly for the occasion. After a short walk, the two of you reach the park. "I haven't been here in a long time," you comment. "Not since before I started working with Passione."

- "Really?" Fugo looks at you in mild disbelief. "That's funny. I come here once every couple weeks. It's nice for calming my nerves, especially after I have to hang around with those stupid assholes." Narancia and Mista had been being particularly dumb today, and Fugo got pretty upset over it. It's just how he is, and you're glad he has something that can brighten his spirits.

- "Do you want to talk?" You blink, looking over at Fugo. He isn't looking at you; instead, he's staring out ahead of him as he walks steadily forward. "I know there's something on your mind. Feel free to talk to me."

- "Oh. So you can read me that well, huh?" you ask, laughing a little. Fugo just nods. "Well... I guess. I've just had a lot on my mind lately."

- "Oh."

- He's not prying at all, and you can tell he'd be alright if you just left it at that, but for some reason you're compelled to continue. "I broke up with my partner. Not too long ago. It's been tough, trying to adjust and everything." You blurt everything out at once, and you're amazed by how good it feels; he's the first person you've told about this.

- "Shit, that's horrible." Fugo seems to realize that you're right next to a bench, so he pauses and sits down. You follow suit. "...I'm really sorry."

- You've never gotten the impression that Fugo's particularly good at talking about feelings, so it really means a lot to you that he's willing to try for this. "Don't apologize," you murmur. "It's not your fault."

- "I know, I just... Going through that must be really difficult." Very hesitantly, Fugo moves to take your hand, and you smile when you feel him do it. "You can tell me if you ever need anything. You're important to our team, (Y/N), and it won't do to have you upset." Realizing that that sounds a little impersonal, he pauses before speaking again. "That is, I want you to be happy."

- Fugo squeezes your hand and you smile a little wider. "Thanks. I will." Fugo's never been so genuine with you, and you're more than grateful. You know you've found the most wonderful group of people, who can help you get through just about anything.

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How do u think Bucci gang would react meeting reader who's Giorno's sibling. For context they're one of Dio's children who is looking for Giorno

Brando Reader with Bucci Gang

(I'm living for this! GN reader)

sorry this took so long

So race and gender are unspecified but I do say you have the signature color of blonde hair that Gio shared with his father very sorry if you are bald you're gonna have to ignore the mentions.

(sorry for any errors)

Intro: Like your father- well mainly Dio the aura of sheer confidence, charisma, and danger surrounded you and your stand was equally intimidating it helped seal away any doubt of who you took after out of all your parents. People would gawk and stare as you passed but did not approach. You were on a different level than them and they knew it. After a while of searching for your siblings, you managed to locate the hardest one to find. Walking through a city in Italy you were sure that you were close but at a small loss of only knowing the general location of Passione bodyguard team you would have to dig around the area to find an exact location... at least you thought so until you looked across the street a group of men was chatting on the outside patio of a restaurant. Sitting Quietly and slightly out of place in their group was the spitting image of your brother- Giorno Giovanni. After digging through any records of him you memorized his face though his hair was now blonde like yours instead of the black in his pictures. He seemed to notice you too, the teen went stiff as you approached but to an untrained eye, he looked nonchalant. The rest of the group noted your arrival only after you moved their way. if you had to describe the vibe- tense would be an understatement. So you did what any Brando would do and throw on a charming smile and introduced yourself to them but mostly keeping your eyes on Giorno

it took some heavy explaining to him away from the group, seeing as his family life was concealed even from a mafia group that usually tend to be pretty close. He only accepted it when you pulled out a photo card of Dio not unlike his own but with a different pose and then showed the star birthmark you shared. The group Giorno was with decided they had enough and joined you two wanting an explanation. to your surprise, Gio spoke before you

"This is my half-sibling (y/n) Brando"

The HCs are under the cut for length

Bruno:

He's not an oblivious guy, he could see the similarities between you and Giorno.

Gio and you could both put on a charming and intimidating vibe like a light switch when needed

but that doesn't me he's not a little protective of Giorno

he's not going to throw you across the street or anything but he does keep an eye. Giorno seemed surprised by your sudden arrival into his life, but he also seems glad to have a sibling at the same time.

he will need time to trust you and get to how you

not including Gio he is the third most trusting

Narancia

He will threaten you to see how you react before he decides if you're alright to be around

if you stick around long enough he might call you sister... big or little depending on your age

asks about a million questions till either Abba or Fugo has to physically stop him from talking

not kidding you couldn't answer a single question

he's the one to trust you the quickest

Mista

stays quiet in the beginning, just kinda... staring

that is till yall are alone or there is a quiet moment

then he's all "aha you got a ...boyfriend.... girlfriend...?"

obvious flirting if you are around his age.

if not I don't think he would care too much about you being there sure he cares for Gio but he's easily bored

the pistols however are just as bad as Nara

he is the second most trusting in the group

Fugo

another quiet one

he finds the confidence and overall feel of you,, not necessarily uncomfortable but he's definitely not the most excited to experience it

he would warm up more if you stuck around and were at all calmer than his companions

otherwise, he's just chilling

he sees the resemblance between you and Giorno ngl, he doesn't mind gio so I think that helps in the warming up to you process

he's the fourth most trusting- second to last on the trust scale

Abbaccio

does NOT like your vibe at all (at first)

we all know he's the resident hardass so this shouldn't be a big surprise...

however, if you try to chat about a common interest he will act annoyed but slowly he will warm-up

he couldn't care less about who Giorno's family is

however, he would find you more bearable to be around than Gio himself! surprise!

however, he is rather curious about what your motives are, why to show up now all of a sudden

yeah he's last on the trust scale

Gio! the man himself

he didn't know what to think at first. I know he definitely did not believe a word you said till proof was shown

please have like a sit down with him and just talk about things I think he needs it

probably borders on the line of wanting to know this side of the family, since deep down I think he longs for an actual familial bond

but on the other end, he could also not want to know a thing, he's been doing rather well by himself, and maybe having a family would feel like it would get in the way of his goals... very Dio of him

still, if you stick around to form a bond with him he would probably be pretty happy to have a sibling

protective but classic annoying younger or older sibling vibes

if I were to put him on the trust scale I would put him around fugo and abba

not super trusting but willing to warm up with time

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