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pieflavoredartz · 10 months

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happy juneteeth ! u get n edit pfft 🤎🤎(og unda cut)

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ambyandony · 4 months

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This was made in ms paint.

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#golden wind #il vento d'oro #jjba #vento aureo #jojos bizarre adventure #jojo's bizarre adventure #guido mista #bruno buccellati #bruno bucciarati #team buccellati #team bucciarati #bucci gang #leone abbacchio #Trish Una #screenie redraw #jojokes #amby draws #my art #shitposting

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mamoru-chiba-ua · 11 months

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itsyourjester · 5 months

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Will the beautiful sunset be able to love in return? ❣️

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la-principessa-della-squadra · 1 year

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The boys playing UNO:

Narancia; Mista:

(STOP IT FOR FUCK'S SAKE!)

(This game fuckin' sucks...)

-La Principessa della Squadra

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shiroyamaberserk · 5 months

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Two Souls

Bruno Bucciarati and Risotto Nero ❤ Both are respectable leaders

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drunkardhan · 7 months

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🤐

#art #illustration #jojo #jjba #jjba fanart #jojo part 5 #team bucciarati #bruno bucciarati #ブチャラティ

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fandoms-are-my-friends-1321 · 1 year

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Adoring Stands

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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lolobizarreadventuresshatpost · 1 year

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Criminal mastermind Giorno

#jjba #because I ran out of time #Vento Aureo #Giorno Giovanna #bucci gang #team bucciarati #golden wind #lolo edits

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mrsgiovanna · 2 years

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Team Bucciarati reacting to their s/o saying "I love you"

Listen, this is just me brainrotting, it started off with me crying over Gio probably not hearing those words said to him and how he'd react and then snowballed into thinking about small scenarios with the gang

Bruno Bucciarati

Hand in hand, walking on the promenade, with the pretty Naples sunset as your backdrop... that's how you said it...

"I love you, Bruno" you said with a soft smile. He managed to remain stoic and elegant as the wind mussed up his usually immaculate hair. You could tell he had been moved by the way the blush dusted his and the tip of his ear when he moved a stray lock of hair. His grip on your hand tightened as he turned you to face him fully. Taken with how your form glowed, limned by the setting sun, he cups your cheek and returns the words with more affection in his eyes than you've ever seen before.

"I love you too... I had this moment planned out in my head, but that doesn't even come close to this,"

It was your turn to blush, your sudden shyness earning a small chuckle from Bruno, a small tug towards him saw you hiding your face in his chest, the moment was perfect, nestled in the arms of the one who knew you best.

Giorno Giovanna

What started as a simple act to make chocolate chip cookies to quell Giorno's craving had disintegrated into the floury, chocolatey mess you both were in. Your breath mixed with his as you looked up to try and dust the flour off his face and his hands ghosted over the chocolate smudges on your face before he decided it would be better (and tastier) to kiss them away. With giggles wracking your body and tears threatening to spill, the words left your lips and his life was never the same again. Over and over, it resounded in his mind... "I love you Giogio..."

Your laughter tapered off when you heard his breath hitch and saw his eyes shine. You were no stranger to his past and knew he wasn't the best at receiving affection just yet. Cupping the sides of his handsome face you reassure him with a smile, "you don't have to say it back, just know that I do... more than anything." The affection in your gaze coupled with the gentle way in which you spoke made him feel truly loved and gave him the courage to say it to you too.

"No no, I love you too... so much... I'm not the best at these things, but I feel thd same way... wait, I'll say it in the best way I know, close your eyes" he said as he started to glow and the utensils around you had turned into flowers. He quickly arranged them to spell it out and asked you to open your eyes with a kiss... where words had failed him, his gestures were unmatched.

Leone Abbacchio

Wine flavoured kisses in the arms of the one you loved most... lazy Sunday afternoons were your favourite time in the week. Sitting with your legs across his lap sharing a pair of headphones, neither of you were particularly interested in the music that played. You played with his hands rambling about how yours fitted so perfectly in his, played with his hair and marveled at his chiseled face... he was perfect and he was yours, just as you were his.

"Leone?" He answered you with a low hum,just as he did the first five times.

"I love you!" He froze for a second before smirking with a witty comeback

"A terrible decision really," you knew he meant it as a joke so you played along, "You're not my dad, stop lecturing me"

"Oh? That's not what you said- "

"Oh just shut it, I don't know why-" he silenced you with a kiss and simply said, "I love you too,"

Pannacotta Fugo

Fiercely intelligent and talented, Pannacotta was the most interesting person you knew. You knew of his troubled past and momentary outbursts, however you had also seen the genuine kindness and wit that existed within him as well. From then on, it became your mission to help this beautiful man see himself the way that you saw him. You listened to him as he played a melody on the piano that occupied the far corner of the sunroom. He had recently taken up the instrument again and you were enamored by how effortlessly he was able to make music that spoke directly to your soul. Transfixed by the music and by how handsome he looked while concentrating that much, you walked over to him as if the notes themselves had moved your feet and lavished him in praises once he had stopped. It was so endearing to watch how his cheeks flushed at your compliments.

"You're the most talented person ever, I love you Panna," you say as you wiggled your way into the space next to him on the bench, smiling your gentlest smile. The gentle flushed had turned to crimson as he searched for his words to reply. "I... I love you too..." amethyst eyes met yours, and your heart fluttered forcing you to look away for a moment to still your erratic heart. It was his turn to admire your flustered self, placing a chaste kiss on your lips.

Guido Mista

Stumbling your way around the VIP lounge at Naples finest club, you both inched your way through the crowd to get to the entrance. His arm protectively around your waist, flustered expressions on each of your faces, you were proud to be on his arm and he was just as taken with you. Finally outside, you decide to go home rather than going to another spot. He opens the door for you, and helps you into his fancy sportscar before entering the drivers side of the vehicle. Along the drive home, he kept looking at you to make sure you were okay, you kept throwing flirtatious glances his way, chalking it up to the drinks that were swimming around in your system.

"Doin' alright there, dollface?" You grasped the hand rested on your leg and replied that you were fine, glad to be away from the crowd and just with him. He always knew when your social batteries needed recharging, in fact he was in tune with most if your moods and it astounded you.

"I love you Guido, I love you so much," he looked at your doe-eyed expression with a confident grin, "of course princess, I love me too". You were about to fling his hand off your leg when he pulled into the driveway of his villa, switched the car off and grasped be sides of your face and said it back to you. You still sulked, but he'd remedy that by kissing you until he got to see your smile.

Narancia Ghirga

If sunshine was personified, it would take it his form. Fun-loving by nature, there was never a dull moment with Narancia, and you had cherished every moment with him, just as he did with you. You had been cleaning each other off after a particularly intense paintball session, his soft curses directed at Mista about how you could've gotten hurt not escaping your attention, when you were reminded of the other side of him. The other side of Narancia, the caring side that would see him put himself in danger if it meant saving you, and the flood of affection hit you, "Its okay baby, see? It's fine" you reassured him, cupping the sides of his face. Seeing the worry dissolve and give way to his usual sunny smile was enough to confirm it for you.

"I love you, Nara ♡" you say, hands linked around his neck playing with his hair. He instinctual pulls you into a tight hug and mumbles his affirmations about how much he loves you into your shoulder. He wishes he was the first to say it but this moment was perfect as it was, all because it was you.

#giorno x reader #giorno giovanna x reader #giorno giovanna x y/n #bruno bucciarati x reader #bruno buccellati x reader #guido mista x reader #mista x reader #fugo x reader #pannacotta fugo x reader #narancia x reader #narancia ghirga x reader #leone abbacchio x reader #abbacchio x reader #jjba x reader #jojo x reader #team bucciarati #giorno giovanna #jojo no kimyō na bōken

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coochellati · 3 months

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Golden Wind: Full House

(Araki should make this real)

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ambyandony · 17 days

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DOCTORS HATE THEM

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ask-team-bucciarati · 3 months

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A NEW JOJO ASK BLOG HAS APPEARED!

Hello, Bucciarati here. I haven't seen an active ask blog in quite a while, so I figured I would start one. And Narancia begged me to, so I really didn't have a choice. Feel free to ask whatever you would like.

-❤︎

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loving-mista · 1 year

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asking them what would they do if you died (team bucciarati angst (?)) pt 1 of 2 (bruno abbachio fugo)

being in the passione death is almost always inevitable, but how would your partner react to you asking them such a question

an: part 2 with narancia mista and gio will be up soon!

Bruno Bucciarati

you both were just lying down in each other's arms on your shared bed after a mission; you were looking at the injuries you both sustained during it and it really made you think.

"Caro, I have a question"

"what is it amore" he sat up your worried tone caught his attention

he saw the way you began to fidget with your fingers, how you were trying to gather up the courage to ask your question

he rested a hand on your shoulder and gave you a kiss on your head giving you the reassurance you needed

"what would you do if one day, I don't make it back from a mission"

he froze. he had never thought about that

as much as he hated to admit it the idea of you not coming back to him crushed him more than words could describe

to say Bruno would be devastated was an understatement whatever emotion he'd feel after not seeing you again was far worse than that.

"Amore mia if I were to lose you, i'd lose the only thing that brings hope and light to my life"

the tears welling up in his eyes along with his response were enough to make you cry

after that bruno goes on almost every mission with you, your question also made him realize that you both need to spend more time together because you never know then it would be the last

leone abbachio

you both were just hanging out when you asked him

"leone, what would you do if i don't make it back from a mission one day"

the question stopped him in his tracks; he immediately thought back to his previous partner

he couldn't handle a loss like that again, just thinking about it broke his heart

he stayed quiet for a few long seconds, he was trying to find the words that could describe it

yet his mind still lingered with the thought of him never being able to see you again

"ah nevermind its a stupid-"

he cut you off, his arms around you his chest along your back

it caught you by surprise considering he isn't the type to show affection like that

he rested his head on your shoulder and whispered to you

"cara if i ever lose you, id lose myself you mean that much to me"

he was crying now you wouldnt see but you can tell because of how his voice was breaking

you spent the rest of the day in eachothers arms

since then abbachio has been more openly affectionate.

Pannacotta Fugo

you were both patrolling the streets when you asked him

"hey fugo, if i ever dont make it back from a mission what yould you do"

this question caught him off guard, fugos face went serious

he had stopped his his tracks

"i'd kill the bastardo who did it, for taking away one of the few people i care about, one who brings sunshine to my dark days; i love you far to much to lose you"

his response brought tears to your eyes

fugo meant every word of it, he loves you way to much to lose you you mean the world to him

you've taught him so much you even helped him with his anger issues

if he lost you he would never forgive himself for letting it happen

since then you notice that fugo has been trying to show his appreciation for you more often especially with affection

#jjba narancia #narancia x reader #fugo #fugo x reader #bruno bucciarati #bruno x reader #team bucciarati #jjba x gn reader #goldenwind #vento aureo #jojonokimyounabouken #jojos #jojosbizarreadventures #jjba angst #jjba x reader angst #fugo headcanons #bruno headcanons #jojo abbacchio #leone abacchio

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thevanzuu · 7 months

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bucciarati's kids

#bruno bucciarati #jjba fanart #jojo fanart #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo meme #team bucciarati #jojo part 5 #jjba part 5 #jjba #jojo #giorno giovanna #guido mista #narancia ghirga #pannacotta fugo

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rae-pss · 8 months

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What if both Bruno gang and La squadra's meeting their respective future s/o when they first caught them singing in the train unknowing that they're there cause both were wearing headphones and listening on bluetooth. Especially it's this song

https://www.youtube.com/watchv=Wtj8QivyBJo&list=PLxA687tYuMWhsrnL8cdA6tfYDew6rZrOt&index=21

— RAE'S NOTE; the song is barbie dreams by fifty fifty in case anyone is wondering it. i don't think if i've understood it to its fullest, but let's say, reader is on a train singing that song and that's the first time la squadra/bucci gang member meet them.

they know the song, either because of the movie or because they like the artists, and they'd sing it with you maybe at a low or higher level.

—mista, narancia, gelato, formaggio

they look at you with interest but don't do much else. may lock eyes with you once and gift you a small smile.

—bruno, giorno, trish

they are somewhat bothered by the sound of your singing voice, they would prefer you to be quiet.

—prosciutto, abbacchio, illuso, ghiaccio, sorbet

they hear your voice sing the song unknown to them, they don't look at you but they are listening intrigued.

—melone, risotto, gelato, fugo, formaggio, pesci

turn up the volume on his headphones

—abbacchio

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