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from latin fugāre, present active infinitive of fugō: to dispel or drive away

jjba’s pannacotta fugo // multiverse, oc and crossover friendly! written and adored by: chloe/c2

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@virushaze asked: ✍(◔◡◔)

mini rp meme: pannacotta drawing fugo.

he’s not curious in the least by what pannacotta is drawing, or how bad he might look as a muse. certainly he hasn’t felt compelled to peak, not that he can... and there’s no insight to try and get past the slant of his brothers sketchbook as he draws. curled in like a secret.

his jaw lifts and it’s enough to define panna’s mop of bangs from across the living room. “are you done?” the stress is instantly in his shoulders as he continues to hold his position. careful at each turn of a page as to not break the still illusion.

#.answered #.001 #virushaze

atruejoestar‌:

“Nothing’s impossible if you want and try hard enough. If you have any better ideas for killing time I’ll hear them later.”

She tossed and caught the wax paper bundle that gave a wet smack each time it landed in Junai Lens palm. A hard image of it as Fugo often referred to Purple Haze under his breath disrupted her thoughts. The sounds and colors her mind put to its drooling mouth, ragged breathing, crazed eyes- her heart shivered. Nozomi hid her trembling fingers in her jacket pockets. One of her tricks, a disarming smile hid all else on her expression. She’d glimpsed it once before; had heard its name in whispers. The things that kept most men awake with fits of terror and doors barred called her forward; deaf and dumb to whatever wasn’t curiosity guiding her like a string. No matter how many times it burned her she stumbled along it forever.

“You’re a logical guy aren’t you? Haven’t you ever wanted to know what you don’t before anyone else? Maybe the poor thing will even be happier.”

read a book, fugo mouths turning his shoulder away from her to stare at purple haze in its crouch. it’s an impossible bending of limbs, and fugo doesn’t feel the strain on his muscles as haze hold’s itself in place. play a video game, travel to venice.

“i’m a logical guy because i don’t have to know. i’m not here to play stand science.” mista’s pistols are always enthused for interactions, especially regarding getting fed and narancia’s eyes never seem to dull when aerosmith is out. there you already have two much more willing participants.

“i’m logical becasue i’ve decided to value my life, and i do that by not letting purple haze go off on it’s own.”

#atruejoestar #.001

@naranciao said: “your feelings matter too! i can’t help you if i don’t even know what’s making you upset!”

caring for stubborn muses: for when the person you’re trying to care for insists they don’t need your help.

fugo spilled his cup again and the sand pools into piles on the ground as it slips between the cracks of his fingers. he didn’t mean it, he never does. though how many times does this have to happen before he’s questioned on if he’s even holding anything back in the first place?

how can you pick it all up again? don’t pity me. fugo begs as he kneels in the center of a sandbox.

cotton shreds against brick and fugo doesn’t slow his decent off the side of the libeccio till he’s on the ground. till his hands press at the uneven steps of stone. “would you believe me i told you that i don’t really know?” can you forgive me if i can’t to give you an answer?

#naranciao #.answered #.001

consacrare‌:

walking into the office posed the risk of leaving with a papercut without having sat down in front of the desk. leaving with allergy ridden eyes from the dust that’d gathered in the pages of books he’d seldom touched was even greater a risk , now floating through the room after being freed by purple haze’s mess. the torn up sheets imitated fallen leaves & confetti , crunching beneath giorno’s feet as he stepped in , while the lighter pieces fell leisurely back down having sprung up in the stand’s frenzy.

there was no reason for him to hide the surprise on his face at the sight. where the hell was fugo ?

❝ hey - let go of that. ❞

it’s chewing on something and by the time they stare up at giorno, it’s disappeared between a line of sutures. don’t, stop, let go, no trained like a pavlov’s dog haze drops the papers, and they scatter out like a fan

purple haze doesn’t look so apologetic about it as it breaks a small grossing pile by its leg. fixed on giorno he’s greets him with a smile pulling at the seams, and there’s no fight at the foam that gathers at the edges of it’s mouth, and haze beats on it’s legs.

#consacrare‌#.purple haze #:: no worries!#:: i think haze is happy #:: i just imagine those crabs that make bubbles with their mouths XD

@consacrare said: “how long has it last been since you slept?”

caring for stubborn muses: for when the person you’re trying to care for insists they don’t need your help.

fugo holds in his yawn in, hiding the twist of his face in a stack of papers. he seems fine, but the second giorno’s not looking at him fugo’s body shakes the need of sleep off his shoulders. “tuesday..”

the color under his eyes have gotten worse over time. they look like bruises underneath a fair complexion. fugo’s either not looking in a mirror these days or stays too busy to care. “these papers are for you..last month’s inventory of what went through the mergellina port.”

#consacrare #.003 #.answered

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Please don’t interact if you ship

Just some mom bruno rights

#.bruno bucciarati #i’m never gonna dance again; guilty feet have got no rhythm #:: i think i'm gonna cry yep yep

strawberryrots

FUGARÉ

from latin fugāre, present active infinitive of fugō: to dispel or drive away

jjba’s pannacotta fugo // multiverse, oc and crossover friendly! written and adored by: chloe/c2

art credit

#:: okay! things are offically moving onto the new blog!#:: the only thing i have left here is the queue #:: so feel free to unfollow this blog and over time i'll be just using this as an old resource source #:: I LOVE YOU ALL! thank you so much for doing the move here with me

@nsynthiac said: “you’ll be even worse off if you don’t let me bandage this.”

caring for stubborn muses: for when the person you’re trying to care for insists they don’t need your help.

“did you ever bully anyone in high school?” he’s not expecting an answer, but he’s just asking for convenience sake. it’s the only bite he has the strength for, all without teeth as he catches the blood coming off the wound in his side with his jacket. it isn’t his main reason for wearing red but it helps..helps even better considering buccellati told him how to get blood stains out.

he hasn’t taken his hand off the wound yet, hasn’t even offered a window of opportunity into getting fixed up...eventually he relents, pulling back the stage curtain and the wound pours out from his hip

“if the wound is too big..i have a stapler in my bag.”

#tw: blood mention #.answered #nsynthiac

virushaze‌:

‘ sorry. ’ he can feel the way his brother tenses when he crawls into bed – it’s not like he blames him; panna would have done the same, if not actively lashed out in response. he should have warned him, though he’d been unsure if fugo was awake or not, and didn’t want to stir him if it was possible to avoid.

‘ no, i’m fine. i was just cold. ’ the lie leaves his mouth before he can really think about it; not that he could keep his walls up around his twin, it was force of habit. he presses close or risks falling off the bed, tucking himself under the blankets and feeding off the other boy’s warmth. ‘ why are you awake? ’

“that doesn’t matter anymore..” he just knows he’s awake now, he avoids poking his brother with cold feet and curls them into the sheets. panna’s shape is unmistakeable. even in the darkness fugo can just barely blink back the view of his brothers shoulders. “we’ll get you another blanket tomorrow...”

fugo pulls at the sheets behind him just so they’re even.

patting at the one pillow he has on the bed with him, fugo can’t tell if it’s fluffed at all. instead he turns it over, cool side facing up and sets it in between them. “here, i don’t always have to sleep on a pillow”

#virushaze #:: I'M GONNA CRY #.001

wrisst

𝒲 𝐼 𝒩 𝒯 𝐸 𝑅

#i’m never gonna dance again; guilty feet have got no rhythm #.bruno bucciarati #.leone abbacchio #.giorno giovanna #.guido mista #.narancia ghirga #:: my heart feels so full

you know who didn't ask for this? you. you know who's getting it anyway? you. chloe, you were the first person to ever interact with me in this fandom and don't think for a second you aren't precious to me. and your fugo? man, my perception of pannacotta fugo is BUILT off of your stellar portrayal. you grind down on all of those themes present in VA and PHF and craft a conflicted, troubled, but earnest child who's Trying His Best and the amount of love you have for him is astounding.

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how to feel completely blindsided by love courtesy of ecto 101.

i actually spent the past five minutes scrolling through the beginning of our discord chat to really hit all the nostalgia points. god we talk to much that’s all i can say. god we’re so absolutely annoying. it doesn’t even feel like it’s been only couple of months since we’ve started talking because it feels like i’ve been absolutely harassing you with fugo feelings for the past couple of years.

our first convo was about how important bruno and fugo are to each other, and then i harass you about traitor fugo and like i couldn’t have honestly done this without any of your help. you have been the catalyst for so many developments of fugo’s character in these past couple of months, it’s fucking ridiculous. our boys..they’re growing up right before our very eyes!

your bruno is so so so fucking precious to me and to fugo and i have loved every second of watching you put him together. we end up talk about the same things a lot in our chats, but throughout that there’s a benefit and we keep refining our characters thoughts and feelings on certain things. i love it, i love having you here.

#.saved #.ooc #tradittore

i really appreciate everyone liking and reblogging my promo! just a reminder that new blog is here @strawberryrots! nothing is going to change honestly! i have things in my queue that will continue to roll out over the next couple of weeks and i have some drafts i will write and put in the queue.

whatever asks i have in my inbox will be answered on the new blog! and i plan on following everyone here on there as well! thank you all for sticking with me! happy new year!

#.ooc