#narancia x reader

[podkadottie]

୨୧ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 with the buccigang ! ꒰ masterlist here. ꒱

𑣲 bruno bucciarati . . . - he likes positions where you are most comfortable in and he can clearly see you, so most of the time you end up in a deep mating press, your knees bent all the way and pressed flush against your chest as he pounds into you. - he's not extremely vocal in bed. the best you will get from him are quickened breaths and sometimes a moan or two as he cums. - on the rare occasion you suggest to be on top, he will hold your breasts for you as you bounce on his cock, because he remembers you telling him that it hurts when you go too fast. - very into belly bulges. he slides out and then in again in an agonizingly slow pace, two of his long fingers pressing down on your lower tummy, feeling his cock inside you. 𑣲 leone abbacchio . . . - he sometimes uses the cuffs he has kept from his officer days to bind your hands to the bedframe. he's not opposed to putting on his police hat too if you ask him. - he is often too lazy to eat you out, but when he does, he makes sure your legs keep shaking through it. - likes slapping your pussy right after you orgasm just to overstimulate you, looking up at you from between your legs with a mean smirk. - he closes his eyes and furrows his eyebrows while cumming, almost like he's in pain. - he likes it when you scartch his back while he's ramming into you. he spends a while in the bathroom the next morning, just staring at all the pinkish scars and running his fingertips over the rough edges. - he doesn't give a rat's ass if you shave or not. bald, trimmed, whole ass bush, pussy is still pussy, especially if it's yours we're talking about. 𑣲 guido mista . . . - this man does not shave. he is a loud and proud happy trail owner. he would trim it down and keep it neat if you asked him to (but he knows that you like it). - has a nasty ass mouth. he talks a lot during sex, whether it's dirty talking while a lazy smile rests on his lips, faux sympathy, or even just random rambling. - he kinda gets turned on when he sees you angry. it could be about a completely irrelevant reason, but while you're angrily talking to him about what got you so mad, he just watches with his head proped up on his fist thinking about how he's gonna fuck it all out of you later. - he's all in letting you top if you ask him. he likes it when you roughly throw him on the bed and climb on top of him. 𑣲 giorno giovanna . . . - he makes all kinds of pretty noises. he also likes to chant your name when he's overstimulated or about to cum. - he lets his hair down most of the time, almost like creating a curtain between the two of you and the rest of the world. if he wants to eat you out, he will tie it up. - being the don is a very stressful job. sometimes he can't wait until you're both home and he'll bend you over his desk to take you right there. - he's not into anything that requires you getting on your knees. even though he likes looming over you and feeling bigger, it should never be at your expense / 'humiliation', as he puts it. he just wants to be close to you. 𑣲 narancia ghirga . . . - all he wants to do is please you. whenever you want it, wherever you want it, however you want it, he's down. - he's loud as fuck every time. high-pitched moans, whimpering and tons pleads fall from his lips when you stroke his cock through his open zipper. he has even cried a couple of times. - he's very shy the first few times you do it, and he still is, but as he gets closer and closer to an orgasm, he gets more bold, roughly thrusting his hips upward to meet yours and sqeezing your tits. - he's very energetic and has a pretty high sex drive, so he wants to do it all the time. he's too embarrassed to ask you to do it though.

a/n: FUGO PART HERE!!!

[adeadcreator]

hii hii ♥︎ :3

can i request bucci gang + risotto and illuso with fem!crush reader sitting on their lap cause there's no space inside of a car ? ★

My have goth and gang, it’s a dream come true 😩

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Bruno:

“Professionalism is breaking.”

At first, he's composed. Too composed.

“Ah, of course. No space- please, sit.”

But inside? Chaos. Sweaty palms. Racing heart.

Tries not to make you uncomfortable, keeps his hands respectfully to himself.

You shift slightly and he inhales through his nose like he’s suppressing a demon.

The rest of the gang starts smirking. He gives them a death glare.

“Focus on the mission,” he says. (But his ears are red.)

Abbacchio:

“This is fine. I’m fine. Everyone shut up.”

Grunts a barely-audible “Tch, fine,” when you ask if you can sit on his lap.

Acts totally unbothered but you feel how he tenses up instantly.

His arms are crossed, jaw clenched, and he’s looking out the window like it owes him money.

One shift of your weight and he almost chokes on his own breath.

Narancia snickers. “Leone’s gonna pass out.” Earning a death glare “I WILL eject you from this car.”

Mista:

“I wasn’t ready for this but I love this.”

“H-Hey, yeah! No problem! Make yourself comfy—haha…”

Immediately flustered. His hands? Nowhere to go.

Tries to play it cool and fails miserably.

You shift in his lap and he immediately yelps: “Not like that—!! I mean—You’re fine!! You’re good!!”

The Sex Pistols are cackling in his belt. “BOSSSSS’S IN LOVEEEE~”

“SHUT UP OR I’LL EAT YOU.”

Narancia:

“Brain.exe has stopped working.”

“Y-You wanna sit… on me??”

You explain there’s no space. He nods like a bobblehead. “Y-Yeah!! Sure!! Yep!!”

The second you’re on his lap, he freezes like a statue.

Eyes wide. Breath held. Hands in the air like he’s under arrest.

Accidentally blurts, “You smell really good,” and then wants to jump out of the car.

Spends the entire ride vibrating with flustered energy.

Fugo:

“Someone sedate me.”

“There’s no other seat? At all? Not even the trunk?”

He’s red before you even sit down. The moment you do, he looks like he’s about to spontaneously combust.

Arms stiff at his sides. Face turned toward the window. Breathing like a Victorian woman in distress.

You adjust your position slightly and he goes bright red. “P-Please don’t move. I mean—move if you want!! But like—D-Don’t!!”

Narancia: “Bro’s trying not to die right now.”

Fugo: “I WILL END YOU.”

Giorno:

“I am the calm. I am the cool.”

“There’s no space? Then yes, you may sit here.”

Offers his lap like a gentleman, but you do not miss the tiny twitch in his brow when you settle in.

Very good at hiding his fluster, except for the way his voice goes just slightly lower than usual.

Will place a hand lightly on your waist to steady you if the car turns.

Inside, though? Internally screaming in 7 languages.

Tells himself it’s tactical positioning. It’s not.

Risotto:

“I was not built for this.”

“…There’s truly nowhere else?”

He stares at you silently for a long moment, then opens his arms slightly. “Very well.”

You sit. He tenses. Completely. Hands placed firmly on his thighs. Not moving. Not breathing.

You hear his heartbeat like a war drum.

You shift and feel the pulse in his neck jump.

Completely expressionless, but internally: Error 404: Murder Man Brain Has Crashed.

If you rest your back on his chest? He short circuits and doesn’t speak for the rest of the ride.

Illuso:

“This is exactly what I wanted, and I was not ready.”

Grins when you ask. “There’s no room? Shame~ Looks like I’m your throne.”

He thinks he’s smooth until you actually sit.

Now he’s biting his lip and keeping very still.

“You’re light,” he says casually. But his entire body is buzzing under you.

If you shift or sigh? “Oh, you’re trying to kill me now. Okay.”

Will flirt the whole ride…until you lean back on him without a word. That shuts him right up.

[animeyanderelover]

Hello! can i request hc's of Kurapika, Chrollo, Gojo, Jotaro and jojos Bucci gang with a darling that is trapped somewhere and there is someone else pretending to be them in order to kill them, but the guys recognize its not the darling because the imposter is acting just like darling was at the beginnig when they kidnapped them (darling hated them) and at this point darling already loves them and openly shows it to them

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional behavior, manipulation, paranoia, threats, violence, torture, death

Tags: @jamayah @chxxz @leveyani @shenryu-sama @maggiequinn59 @hyakki-yosai @simplydlightfuldestiny @flaming-vulpix @lovley-valentine7

Imposter

Kurapika Kurta

⛓️​There is only so much loss Kurapika can handle within one lifetime and with the genocide of his entire clan, that limit has long been evaporated. The saying goes that one shouldn't mess with a man who is barely hanging on by a threat and Kurapika's last thread happens to be you. Losing you would just push him over the edge and it is that intense fear of losing you which has led Kurapika to go through many measures to ensure that no one will ever find you the moment you become the subject of his obsession. For anyone to not even be able to track you down but also capture you during a time where he is gone for a longer period of time already tells him long before he begins an actual interrogation that this has been a well-planned operation. The difference between your own behavior too is jarring as the imposter cowers away from him instead of rushing towards him to welcome him back like you would do nowadays. Already Kurapika can feel the dread choking him out. Just in case this might be you and is a mere relapse, he decides to use his Dowsing Chain on the imposter to determine whether they are lying or not. The moment the chain confirms the lie though, his eyes turn crimson as his Nen turns deadly.

⛓️​That is the moment where Kurapika turns into something more akin to a villain as he continues with brutal and efficient methods. The only thing on his mind is locating you and erasing everyone involved in this scheme. It doesn't even matter if there is an involvement from the Phantom Troupe or not, trying anything with you is a death sentence in his eyes. He uses Judgement Chain on the imposter, forcing them to return to their original form to not defile your beauty with their lies any longer. Any information they have about your location and the goal behind abducting you, he will force out of that person. It doesn't matter to him when blood starts to spill and he ends up breaking multiple bones when that person initially refuses to answer. It doesn't matter how at one point they yell at him how he is a monster, trying to scramble away only for Kurapika to lean down and slam their face in the ground again before repeating his next question, Dowsing Chain dangling in front of their face.. Throughout all the hours that pass, he remains frighteningly calm even if his burning eyes give away the rage he is feeling. The moment he has all of the information that he needs, he kills that person. Brutal but quick as he has no more time to waste.

⛓️​Once more his Dowsing Chain helps him to locate you as it shows him the direction of where you are trapped. Kurapika isn't as stupid as to rush in directly as he doesn't want to cause an alert and risk you being used as bait so he probably seeks to find the one in command to capture them and use them as a hostage and a source to release you. However, that doesn't mean that he has any intention to spare anyone involved in this situation. Once he has managed to retrieve and has made sure that you have suffered from no lethal injuries, he uses his Judgement Chain on all of them and probably sets such restrictions that he knows everyone will have to break as he essentially forbids essential activities needed to survive naturally. The enemies realise too if he has to judge from the panic on their faces but he doesn't care as he additionally places the other restriction that if they ever try to harm you again, they will also have their hearts crushed. So by the time he leaves, he has already left everyone up for a certain death in a mere couple of days but that is of no concern for him. First of all he will have to relocate you to a different place as the old cottage where he has kept you is no longer safe.

Chrollo Lucilfer

📖​It is a very foul trick to send someone in with a Nen-ability to shapeshift and take on your visage. It could almost be considered cruel in the book of another but to Chrollo it is insulting. If someone already goes through that much to take you away from him despite being aware of the risks, he would have at least expected more research to be done upon you. Not only is the imposter a terrible actor but all the little details are wrong too. The smallest details are what he finds so adorable about you and that imposter has memorised none of them. Your quirkiness, the little twitches you do and your weird rambles when something fascinates you have all been erased and instead he is represented with a lackluster cardboard copy of an imposter. Now, that is insulting. However, Chrollo is kind. He may in fact teach the imposter better as he spends a good hour or two calmly recounting every single flaw within their facade whilst watching patiently as Feitan rips nails and fingers off. Pakunoda has already retrieved the most important information. Chrollo has already stolen their Nen-ability. This all is maybe just unneeded cruelty but it is a fitting punishment in Chrollo's eyes. Such a sad performance deserves to be punished.

📖​It is a brutal team effort as the entire Phantom Troupe descends upon the place where you are trapped and no one is spared. They become puppets, bloody pulps on the ground or dangling corpses on the wall. And Chrollo orchestrates the brutal takedown, walking through the remains of bodies as his shoes leave bloody imprints on the ground. The leader of the operation is the only one still alive by the end of it and only because Chrollo is interested in one last conversation. That person won't be spared. Their death is merely delayed via Chrollo's request because he can afford to do it. It's a cruel joke if one thinks about it. However, even then that person is forced to wait as Chrollo's first priority is always going to be you. And what a joy it is to be within the presence of the real you instead of a mediocre copy who cannot even hold a candle to you. Forgive him, he just needs a moment to admire the real you with all the lovely quirks and ticks. After Machi has made sure that there are no physical injuries which require immediate attention and Chrollo has made sure no Nen ability has been used on you, he leads you out of that place. Blood and bodies litter the way and he shields you from the sight. You don't need to see that.

📖​It is only by the time he has made sure you are tugged within the bed and asleep that he finally decides to return his attention to the the one in command of the operation. Shalnark had to subdue their will as the poor person tried to bite their tongue off when they realised the fate that would await them. That would be a far too peaceful death. Chrollo has something else in mind. Yet he appears so civilised, dressed in normal clothes and with an open book in his lap as dark eyes observe the jittery person in front of him, gagged and tied to prevent any other incidents. The corpse of the imposter is strung upon the wall like the twisted masterpiece, specifically prepared for Chrollo's guest. He still has some questions that he needs to be answered. Some concerned with potential other people involved in all of this who he has to naturally eradicate too and others born out of his own hollow curiosity. The night is still long though so Chrollo has all the time in the world. Unless you wake up and demand his presence in which case he will call Shalnark over once more to return this person to a mindless puppet. He won't let them die a simple and quick death. He plans to slowly take them apart body and mind alike until they too end up like the imposter.

Kujo Jotaro

🌌​As uncaring as people may claim Jotaro to be, he is incredibly perceptive. That is why he clocks the imposter as such almost immediately and it doesn't take much to piece together from there that the real you must have been taken somewhere else. And that just pisses him off. Things were starting to go so well after all with you having just recently learned to get used to his presence. The anger is probably very visible on his face too as he towers over the imposter and before they can get even one word out, Star Platinum is already throwing the first punch. Not enough to kill that person just yet. Just enough to knock them out and as a result undo the transformation as seeing someone else walking around looking like you to fool him makes him angry. Not that he would have hesitated to beat them up even if they would have still kept up your look. He knows it's not you and thus he has no problem beating the shit out of them with Star Platinum. The moment they wake up again, Jotaro is already grabbing them by the collar and lifting them up. He has neither the time nor patience to listen to their babbles as snot and blood drips down their chin. He wants answers. Now.

🌌​That person is either already dead by the time he is done or is barely hanging on, blood and teeth splattered all over the floor. Jotaro has no further interest in them but out of principle he lets Star Platinum deliver the last rage-filled punch which finishes the job at the very latest then. Leaving them alive might turn out to be a liability later on as prevention is better than cure. He doesn't even look though as Star Platinum finishes it, his back already turned away as he walks to retrieve you. He looks still as unfriendly as always but he is already on his third cigarette, his own quiet way to deal with the stress he is actually feeling. The guards probably don't even know what is coming for them. How could they when he stops time, walks past them whilst letting Star Platinum pummel them into the ground before time returns and they are a mess of broken bones and organs on the ground whilst he just walks to the cell you are kept in. He hasn't retrieved the keys. He doesn't need to either. He just tells you roughly to get away from the door before Star Platinum punches his way through the door, the hinges not even standing a chance. Violence indeed proves to be the way once again as he simply grabs your wrists in a rough hold and leads you outside.

🌌​If anyone on the way back outside so much as stirs, Star Platinum immediately punches them out of this life. All this whilst Jotaro doesn't even stop once, eyes constantly flickering back and forth to locate potential enemies still lurking around whilst his hold on you remains iron. He doesn't slow down once, dragging you with him as you are forced to take bigger steps to keep up with him. Once the two of you are far away enough that he deems safe for now, Jotaro also ends up snapping at you. Part of this anger is unjustified but he is pent-up from this situation and bad at expressing his emotions. He lashes out because he cares but that is hardly soothing for you who is subdued to such harsh words. It is going to take at least a few more hours before he has cooled of enough to actually talk to you somewhat normally again. However, Jotaro remains more vigilant now. It is just such an agitating fact that someone managed to steal you away from right under his nose and then have the nerve to try to fool him. Even if Jotaro managed to solve the situation quickly, the fact that it happened in the first place remains a sore spot for a while. As a result you may have to pay though as he puts you under even stricter rules and isolation.

Bruno Bucciarati

🤐​Things have gotten more peaceful recently domestically for him and that development pleases Bruno greatly. It certainly took a bit of time and some unpleasant punishments which may have pained him to do but he deemed to be necessary but finally you have settled within the relationship. As a result you have been given more freedom as a reward. It is that freedom coupled with the realisation that he may have just gotten careless that has consequences that lead Bruno to be deceived as he receives a call of help from you only to be distracted by an imposter. However, he doesn't fall very long for the trick. Not when that person clearly hasn't done their work thoroughly enough, cowering away from him when you would have jumped into his hold by now. That's when a sudden sternness crosses his features as he bends down towards the imposter, blue eyes sharp as he asks calmly where the real you has gone. The moment the first lie is spoken as the imposter claims that they are you, Sticky Fingers is activated and in the next moment one leg of theirs is separated from the rest of their body. Now they can't run away no more. So let's try this again. Where have you been taken to? Careful or the other leg will be gone too.

🤐​Every time the imposter lies or spites him out of terror, Bruno scatters their body into even smaller pieces. That is no way to speak to someone after all. Even you know how to address people properly instead of spitting insults their way. Most terrifying of all is that even though their body is in pieces, they still feel the pain of it. So Bruno may eventually lose a bit of his patience and start shredding or crushing bits of their body whilst forcing them to watch ans suffer from the pain. Only once the imposter has answered all of his questions does Bruno stop. However, he doesn't put them back together. He just searches for a garbage can in a quieter side street and stuffs them into a bag there,, closing the lid before deactivating his Stand, leading to an instant death as now their body is just disconnected without his Stand keeping them alive. Now that he has all of the information he needs, his mind immediately snaps towards rescuing you. He has taken longer than expected and you must be frightened out of your mind by now. He gives a quick call to Abbachio to briefly inform the other mafioso that he will be gone for the rest of the day. Without specifying anything, Abbachio immediately understands and merely wishes Bruno success.

🤐​Infiltration is easy considering Bruno's Stand. As much anger as he holds though, he is not interested in a drawn out battle which may lead to the enemy going for you and harming you as retaliation. So Bruno is swift and clean with his takedown, zipping moths shut and separating bodies and limbs as he sneaks his way to where you are hidden. In typical protective fashion he is giving a thorough first inspection the moment he has relocated you, making sure you have no serious injuries before he allows himself the swift comfort of taking you in his arms and hushing the sobs that escape your chest when you realise he has come for you. However, further coddling has to wait as the two of you are still in enemy territory and so he leads you outside, shielding you from the sight of scattered body parts. There is no blood but he still doesn't want you to see the somewhat disturbing sight of heads staring at him with horrified eyes, sounds of horrified muffles escaping zipped lips. He leaves all people like this simply as a sign that he shouldn't be underestimated and that no one should ever target you as you are innocent in all of this. He's all over you the moment the two of you get home. From now on you only go outside in his company, okay?

Leone Abbacchio

🍷​Ah, this brings up unpleasant memories and feelings Leone was sure he had buried a long time ago. Obviously he knows that this isn't you. He isn't stupid and even without using Moody Blues, he can recognise himself that this must be a Stand User trying to fool him to backstab him. However, the sight of you cowering in the corner and crying quietly in terror does strike a nerve within him. It reminds him of the months after the abduction where you couldn't live with him and the nights he spent trying to drown out the sound of your quiet sobs and the pain it caused him with numerous bottles of wine. He cannot move for a while, a haunted feeling pulsing through his body as too many negative and self-deprecating thoughts slam into his head before he actually snaps, overwhelmed with it all and throws the first punch. He used to be a cop so he knows how to defend himself and it is to his luck that the Stand of this person isn't one good in offense, meaning he manages to overwhelm them with Moody Blues. However, he has no time for interrogation. Not when you are stuck somewhere. He opens a drawer with a gun inside and just finishes the job then and there. He hesitates to pull the trigger though as the Stand is still there, still looking like you and sobbing and pleading him to stop.

🍷​Watching the Stand crumble as he shoots its user, still looking like you even as it crumbles apart is surely going to haunt him in his already little sleep from now on. Nevertheless, he uses Moody Blues now to replay everything. His Stand may not be good for any fights or offense but for crime scenes it is perfect. It allows him single-handedly to calculate and retrace every movement the Stand and its user did until he has figured out where you are kept. You are being guarded though and Leone realises that he is outnumbered. It's a painful thing to acknowledge as he realises he probably won't be able to rescue you by himself as his Stand isn't made for offense. It really only fuels his own insecurity and his guilt for even letting things escalate this far. Eventually he calls Bucciarati for help, aware that he cannot do it without someone in possession of a Stand made for offense. Obviously his friend agress to help him is Bruno is familiar with you too and knows how much you mean to Leone. Once Bruno and him have gotten successfully inside, Moody Blues is once more used to track down where you are being kept. However, Leone freezes in shame and guilt once he is faced with you.

🍷​It takes Bruno slapping him on his back for him to snap out of his self-pity to realise that you are even worse off right now, covered in injuries which may not be life-threatening but hurt nonetheless and with tears in your eyes as you have never experienced such violence like this before. You start crying the moment Leone cuts you free from the ropes and embraces you and the two of you don't separate at all throughout the entire ride home as Bruno offers to drive the two of you back to your house. Leone is anxious and has to keep his hands on you and you are even more anxious and need his touch to feel somewhat reassured. You cling to him the entire time and Leone lets you, equally uneasy to let you out of his arms. However, he keeps his emotions in for now to focus on getting you to calm down enough so that you can doze off into an uneasy sleep. It's probably only once you have drifted off into a somewhat tight sleep that his own tears start to quietly flow because he is still terrified. That shitty Stand who was able to shapeshift still haunts him as he remembers how it crumbled apart, looking until the bitter end like you. He could have lost you today. He cannot lose you. Not now. Not never.

Pannacotta Fugo

🟣​Oh, he sees how it is. If this Stand and its Stand User think they can play him for the fool, they are deadly mistaken. For now he will pretend to play along though. Deep down Fugo is actually itching to lash out, purple eyes darting to every sharp object as he has to curl his hands into fists to keep them from grabbing it and stabbing the eyes of this imposter out. However, he knows his own temper and his terrifying Stand best. He still needs information and for that this bastard needs to be alive. Such a logical conclusion which is absolutely lost in his anger the moment he turns his back on the sobbing imposter because their cries give him a headache and he needs to calm down and they then stab him. Fugo reacts fast enough so that the knife only plunges into his shoulder but then it is already too late. He just stares at the knife still stuck in his shoulder blade before the mild pain he felt is overwritten by hot anger which explodes out of him like lava out of a volcano. He grabs a fork and just stabs it into the eye of the Stand, transferring the pain to the user which causes the Stand to glitch and for him to get punched again before he too activates his own Stand in a fit of explosive rage. One punch and it is all over.

🟣​Fuck! This is the one thought he repeats over and over again as he rushes outside only to find the remains of melted flesh of his only source of information. Despair clashes with another surge of wrath as him and his Stand lash out together and only once Purple Haze has punched through a few walls and his own knuckles are bloody does he grab his phone to call Abbacchio for help. He needs Moody Blues. However, he rejects any other help. He kind of hasn't told the rest of the gang yet that he has abducted you about a year ago even though almost everyone except Narancia already know by now but for the sake of keeping him from lashing out just haven't talked about it with him yet. So as soon as Abbacchio drops by to use Moody Blues to replay everything that has happened and help Fugo figure out where the real you has gone, he is already being dismissed by the younger man from the crime scene. Not that Abbacchio thinks it would be a wise idea to linger too long around Fugo who already looks one wrong breath away from snapping once more. Fugo too is aware which is why he refuses to have any allies around. Purple Haze is a Stand best used when only enemies are around which is luckily the case now.

🟣​As Purple Haze has a short rage, the virus it releases is quickly neutralised within Light and you are locked behind a thick and heavy door, Fugo is actually able to go wild. Which is very good because he has a lot of pent-up rage and his Stand is itching to punch and destroy. You know to stay the hell away from the door as you hear the screams outside, curled up as far away as possible. Even after the noise stops, you don't dare to move. Not because you fear Fugo or even Purple Haze but because you know the virus needs to be neutralised first before he can open the door which is why you wait within a safe distance. Once Fugo finally opens the door, you immediately scramble up from the floor to nearly tackle him to the ground in a hug. You swear you can hear Purple Haze growling in something akin to happiness above you, thick drool dropping onto your shoulder from his Stand. The mafioso himself doesn't immediately return the hug as the unpleasant image of that fucking Stand stabbing him whilst having your face flashes within his mind. However, this time he manages to snuff out a grudge that would be unreasonable and not your fault which then finally allows him to return your hug before walking back home with you.

Narancia Ghirga

🧡​Oh, Narancia has actually no patience at all. That being said, he is the most pront to being fooled for an actual while before he realises what is going on. He panics when he initially notices the imposter and its Stand assuming your form and crying and shying away from his touch, rambling apologies for something he isn't even aware of he has done. Then though it's just like the light bulb suddenly goes on within his head and he freezes, staring at the thing looking like you but not actually being you before he lashes out. Aerosmith suddenly appears and shoots around, destroying the kitchen as a result but Narancia doesn't even care. The Stand glitches and returns to its original form before crawling away but now Narancia can use his own Stand and detect its user by using his special radar picking up on carbon dioxide. That is how he tracks down the user who is heavily injured and for that pants much heavier, struggling with each breath. What follows is a not so refined interrogation consisting of him kicking th bastard in the ribs and the stomach and poking around to harshly with his knife which results in him actually giving the man the joker look.

🧡​None of this really matters. Narancia just wants to know where you are being kept and this bastard better tell him fast. Somehow despite his sloppy methods, he manages to get something out of the guy but not before they decide to spite him one last time by using their Stand to turn into you once more, leading Narancia to flip out and command Aerosmith to put even more bullets into them, resulting in their death. However, he has at least gotten the location out and he can use Aerosmith to determine the number of enemies. As he hides though and lets Aerosmith fly around the building, he actually realises that he doesn't know where exactly you are being kept. Fuck, he shouldn't have killed that guy so hastily after all. He cannot tell from his radar alone where you are. Luckily you are smart though. You notice the sounds of panic from outside as Narancia just starts shooting the guards he can see outside before you start holding your breath. Narancia takes notice of that and luckily seems to catch on to your idea as you hold your breath every minute before inhaling and repeating the process. He's able to figure your location out from this and then he can finally shoot around all he wants without having to worry that he may hurt you.

🧡​Both of you are so overwhelmed when you see each other again, you just start sobbing into each other's arms. That is before Narancia remembers that the two of you are still not here and that he has to be strong for you now, leading him to wipe his tears away and grab your hand before he leads you outside. Outside he then panics because he realises the bodies are still lying around everwhere, resulting in him slapping his free hand over your eyes as he then leads you away until the two of you are far away for you to be allowed to see again. Once the two of you are home, he also realises that because he used Aerosmith inside the house, the kitchen is now ruined. That is another hasty apology from his side though you reassure him it is fine. Both of you agree that he has to call Bucciarati tomorrow though so that he can contact someone to fix this for the two of you. For now though you need to lay down. Your body experienced a lot of stress within the span of only a few hours and Narancia just crawls beneath the sheet with you. However, he cannot fall asleep. There is far too much adrenaline and fear still pumping through his veins. You can feel him twitching and shaking next to you the entire night.

Guido Mista

🔫​Something here is definitely off. You are not acting like your usual self Mista has gotten used to and that despite the fact that you only called him half an hour ago to tell him that dinner is almost done. There should be no reason for you to act in such a skittish manner which reminds him far too much of how things used to be roughly around a year ago. But you know? It's been a long day for the both of you and perhaps you're not just feeling well. That's what Mista tries to reason himself with as he plops himself down on the chair as you put the plate down in front of him with shaky hands. A plate with four meatballs. In the next moment all chill flies out of the window as suddenly he has whoever this is right at gunpoint, his own Stand already firing insults at what he can only assume is the work of an enemy Stand User. Four?! Seriously?! Not even back when you were afraid did you ever torment him with this number because you knew how much he hated it. Sothis piece of shit better listen closely and give your current location away as quickly as possible unless they want their brain to be turned into a bloody soup. The casual switch from him being easy-going to casually threatening someone is honestly jarring.

🔫​The enemy gets away. Though not because they manage to outsmart Mista but rather because Mista lets them. He's sure that now that the plan has failed, the enemy will most likely retreat to the same place you are being kept. They don't realise that one of his Sex Pistols manages to cling to their clothes as they flee from his shots, small enough to hide as Mista follows without letting himself be spotted. No. 5 is obviously about reay to burst out into tears that he is the one tasked with such a great spy mission but as Mista's obsession naturally extends to his Stand, No. 5 is just as set on finding you and overcoming his anxiety. Once No. 5 is inside the building, the tiny Stand goes his own way to find out where you are being kept, eventually discovering you in a locked away room before sneaking out again and reuniting with Mista who is lurking around outside. Now that Mista knows where you are, he can act. Your window is actually the first window to be shot, though thanks to his Stand none of the bullets hit you. You have barely time to go into shock as multiple numbers cling to your clothes, telling you to climb down so that the enemies cannot get you again. The moment one of them tries to pull you back up, Mista shoots them.

🔫​No. 5 keeps you company the most, pleading you in a jittery tone to not look down or get distracted and slip when the occasional guy peeks out of the window to shoot you only to receive a bullet right through their brain by Mista. Once you are on the ground, knees wobbly from the shock, Mista immediately grabs your hand and is already running away with you. Shots are still being fired but he dodges them and his own Stand redirects bullets before they can hit you. That's how somehow the two of you get away though Mista is very aware that he will most likely have to ask Bucciarati soon for some help regarding an enemy group who has given him some trouble. For now the two of you seem to have gotten away from the worst situation though, panting in some sidestreet whilst Mista keeps his gun raised. The two of you are not going back to your house though. Far too dangerous. Only problem is that he has no money on him and neither do you. So he either has to mug some poor soul or call either Abbacchio or Bucciarati if he can very spontaneously crash over for the night with you. It's alright. They know you. Might be the best option because he can then discuss what just happened too. Now he only has to deal with his Stand clinging to you.

Giorno Giovanna

🐞​Giorno is deceptively calm though green eyes are already quietly picking the imposter apart. The mannerisms, the pitch within their voice, the lack of small movements you like to do out of habit. However, he plays along because he knows the Stand User must be close and because he needs them to extract information from them. I'm very sure he has some secret code only him and Mista know and noe not even you are aware and he makes use of that, Mista immediately realising what Giorno has in mind before quickly smoothing the slight surprise on his face. So whilst Giorno calmly keeps up the facade with the Stand, Mista is outside with his gun drawn and already searching for the Stand User. Until eventually Giorno hears distant gunshots before the Stand in front of him glitches, losing your shape and falling to the ground, wriggling and clutching its shoulder. That's when he activates his own Stand, creating vines with sharp thorns to restrict the movement of the Stand whilst Mista brings him the user of it. When that person is brought to him, Giorno offers them a seat with a mellow expression on his face. Let's sit down. There is so much to discuss after all. Mista stands outside the door just in case as Giorno interrogates.

🐞​Gold Experience is looming right behind Giorno as the mafia boss asks questions. Initially he seems frighteningly amicable as he offers coffee and sugar cubes. That is until the coffee cup turns into a venomous snake and the sugar cubes into wasps, crawling all over the skin of the enemy whilst their hands are suddenly restrained by thick vines. He would like to know where you are kept and who is behind this. The faster the enemy answers, the sooner he will remove all those animals. Otherwise he may have to get a bit more creative with his torture methods. Have they ever experienced what it feels like to have leeches sucking on their skin? Mista wisely refrains from peeking inside when screams and pleas are heard from behind the door. All until Giorno walks out, looking as collected as ever. He orders Mista to gather some men and inform them that they will infiltrate a mansion. Also, someone should take care of the mess of an enemy inside his office. They aren't dead yet though they are certainly pumped full enough of different kinds of poison to soon be. By the time he returns with you, he wants them to be gone. He cannot have you see such a mess. You aren't a mafioso after all.

🐞​Normally Giorno doesn't get as active in brawls and fights anymore as he is the don by now. This is a matter involving you though so he sees it as the only right thing to fight too and not let someone else be the one to free you. With him and his Stand, things end very quickly. One of his abilities is literally Damage Reflection where any pain and wounds inflicted upon organic matter he created is returned to the one having harmed the life form. You can only listen to the noise and the gunshots outside, waiting anxiously until Giorno unlocks the door, looking flawless without a single drop of blood on his suit. Gold Experience is already checking for your injuries, healing any larger wounds before Giorno gently takes your hand and leads you through the hallways. Where there were once bodies, now thick bushes blooming with different kinds of flowers now cover them to spare you such a gruesome sight. You are not as naive to not know what Giorno is trying to hide but there will be no lingering images of dead bodies haunt your sleep which is Giorno's main goal. This rescue mission went quite smooth. Still, he will have to tighten security as he doesn't want this to be a common occurrence in any way.

Gojo Satoru

🩵​As strange as this may sound, Gojo appreciates this level of stupidity. He doesn't know who exactly thought he wouldn't be able to immediately spot that this is a Cursed Technique being used right now with his Six Eyes, but he is grateful nonetheless. Because he has someone he can interrogate right in front of him without any silly chase he absolutely isn't in the mood for right now. Not when you are most likely kept captured somewhere. That smile he gives doesn't reach his eyes and it certainly doesn't match the way he grips the imposter's arms. fingers tightening and tightening until the bone snaps. Only then does he let go shortly, watching as the person wriggles on the ground like a worm before he bends down, removing his sunglasses so that they can stare his insanity right in the eyes. He wants them to undo this transformation. Right now. Or he may have to snap a few other bones. There are so many to choose from after all. He may just go for the spine next. He'll probably be able to track you down even without their help but for the sake of speeding this all up, why don't they just go on and tell him right away where you are being kept? They shouldn't be such a fun killer unless they want him to break more bones.

🩵​All confidence this person may have had initially is gone by the time all limbs are twisted and Gojo is currently calculating how many ribs he can crack before they finally spill the location. That's when Gojo flashes them another eerie grin, asking what was so hard about this before the heel of his foot crashes against their temple, knocking them out and potentially leaving them with a brain injury. That's Shoko's job and not his though. He has other business to do now and as much as he kind of wishes he could kill this person of for daring to impersonate you poorly, he doesn't want to go through another rant from the higher-ups. If they deem whoever is responsible for this mess to be punishable by death anyways, the dirty work will fall to him as it is. It's always left up to him. For now he has to focus on getting you back though. The sheer nerve he has though is unmatched as he basically marches up to the front, waving at the guards and announcing his presence. This doesn't have to end violent. If they just hand you over now, none of them will have to get hurt. Unfortunately every single one chooses the reckless option and with only a small sigh followed by a shrug of his shoulders, Gojo rushes in.

🩵​The switch within his eyes is amazing. Up until he opens the door and spots you, his eyes are pretty much the only thing not matching the chipper chatter he keeps up as he breaks bones and ruptures inner organs. Only once he sees that you are largely unharmed does the sparkle actually return to them and in the next moment he is already pushing his blind fold over your eyes. He has left some... not so pretty sight outside of this door which he doesn't want you to see. Please just keep this on until the two of you are out. In the next moment you are lifted up as he carries you outside. It's just a shame that he hasn't put headphones on your ear, leading you to hear the one or other quiet sob of pain. Though instead of recoiling from him, you only cling closer to him. Once the two of you are far away enough, Gojo pulls the blind fold of your head. Before your eyes can properly adjust, his lips are already crashing against yours though. He hasn't shown it during the actual battle but deep down he was worried sick about you. Luckily you are alright besides the one or other shallow wound though that certainly won't stop him from smothering you for the next month or so. Luckily by now you have learned to embrace his clinginess.

[swamelon]

how buccigang would eat f!reader out please? 🥺

Bucci Gang Head Game

tags: nsfw, fem! reader, established relationship, all characters 18+

characters: giorno, bruno, abbacchio, mista, narancia, fugo

Giorno Giovanna

- he's a very calculated eater. everything that he does to pleasure you is all intentional, he knows exactly what he's doing. do not doubt him.

- doesn't mind doing it everytime the both of you get intimate, he'll do whatever to make you feel good.

- uses his mouth 90% of the time and is able to make you come with only his tongue.

- he uses his fingers to circle around your clit when you're really close / or when he wants to make you squirt all over his tongue.

- he takes his time omg he never rushes. he likes kissing your thighs and tummy before going straight into it.

- hooks his arms under your thighs, while his free hands gently rub up and down your stomach.

- likes it when you coat the bottom half of his face with your cum, he'll lick you clean.

- can be very merciless, he'll overstimulate until your legs are shaking just to mess with you.

Bruno Bucciarati

- a gentle yet messy eater. he isn't scared of being sloppy with it either, he'll have half of his face covered with your slick.

- always initiates foreplay to get you all wet and hot for him. making out, caressing and groping your breast, maybe even having you grind against his thigh for a bit.

- likes having your back pressed against his chest, legs spread as he teases you with his fingers first.

- very sweet with his words, he'll look up at you through his lashes and in a deep voice goes "remember to give me a tap if it's too much."

- takes his time, paying close attention to what makes you tense up or gasp as his tongue flicks over your labia as he gives your clit a gentle kiss.

- he does use his fingers to stimulate you more. the more you're being touched, the better right?

- he hums quietly when you run your fingers through his hair to give him a tug, he won't pull away though.

- likes to keep your legs spread wide open for him, wants to see how far you can take it before you squirm and try to sandwich his head with your thighs.

Leone Abbacchio

- messy eater #1

- he wastes no time getting right into it, a firm grip at your thighs as he lets his tongue lap every inch of your pussy.

- his mouth is filthy, as in he dirty talks you throughout most of it. he makes comments about how sensitive you are, how needy your cunt is for him, or how you're already staining the sheets and he hasnt done anything yet.

- spits on it. lmao. he will spread your folds apart and spit on it, he loves mixing his spit with your cum.

- a biter but he's super gentle when he manages to gently nibble your clit and watch your body jerk.

- slaps your pussy, especially when he's already tongue deep and his fingers are already stimulating your clit. might as well give your clit a little slap.

- gropes and massages your breast while he licks you up. gives your nipples a pinch when you're getting too loud but don't stop.

- edges you to no end, he can be ruthless but he'll give in to what you want if you ask nicely.

Guido Mista

- messy eater #2

- he's really handsy, he loves to have his hands run all over your body. giving your thighs a squeeze, spreading your legs further apart, and of course fingering and spreading your pussy lips for him to get in there.

- sometimes talks while he's eating you out and his voice is so muffled because he's deep in there. like nose digging into your clit type of deep.

- you need all the strength in the world to pull this man away from you. he claims your pussy is magnetic and he's drawn in.

- lowkey talks to it like it's sentient. you hear this mf stand at the foot of your bed, tugging at your panties saying how "she's wet and needy for me, huh?" as he runs as thumb through the fabric.

- constantly tells you how good you taste, moaning between each lick and slurp.

- into anal LOL. he will eat your ass all while his fingers are damn near knuckles deep in your cunt as he does a 'come here' motion at the same time. you felt like your body ascended when he did it the first time.

- he tries to get you to squirt every session, he did it once and now he feels obligated to do it again.

Narancia Ghirga

- he's so eager about pleasing you, he can't even stay still.

- he's very noisy too. moans and hums as he tongue fucks you like crazy. not to mention his slurps and licks are loud too, its almost like he does it on purpose.

- would occassionally pull away to look up at you with a hopeful glint in his eyes, constantly asking if he's doing a good job.

- smiles at you while he kisses and licks at your clit, damn near abusing it. he giggles too when your moans get so high pitched.

- tbh, he wouldn't be as good at it than he is now if it weren't for your help. you guided him, shaping his knowledge on how to please your body and from there he just started learning on his own.

- did he struggle to find your clit? yes. but once he found it, he made you sing like a bird all night.

- continues to eat you out even after he's made you cum like three times. he doesn't even mean to overstimulate you, he's just addicted like it's crack.

- loves to spread your folds with his thumb as he lets his tongue trace circles. he wants you to make a mess all over his face.

Pannacotta Fugo

- he's needy and desperate, like a starved man drinking water in a long time.

- similar to abbacchio, he can get a little aggressive and it's because he's so into it. the more you moan and praise him, the needier he gets.

- overthinks a lot, he pays close attention to any sound or movement you make and will repeat it.

- actually thinks hes super hot when you squeeze your thighs against his head. its like his own personal headphones.

- likes licking your folds through the fabric of your underwear, there's something so hot about that thin piece of your panties blocking from him fully being inside.

- grunts and groans into your pussy, just hearing you moaning his name makes him want to moan with you too.

- loves kissing you right after he finished making you cum, just so you can taste yourself on him.

- he hides the fact that he came in his pants a few times from just pleasuring you like this with his mouth. he doesn't want to look pathetic in front of you after all but sometimes he can't help it.

[makeoutwitmedusa]

Buccigang and their kinks

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Bruno Bucciarati

I feel like he's 50/50.. he'll either be really kinky or really vanilla. But either way he's really passionate and gentle. He likes to tie you up, blindfolding you and using sticky fingers to zip your mouth shut. He'll be down to try out whatever you suggest. Prefers to finish on your body rather than inside you.. but when it comes to oral he wants you to swallow his load.

Leone Abbacchio

Kinkiest of them all, he likes corruption, especially if you're a smart ass, he'll put you in your place real quick. BDSM, tying the itchy rope around your lush thighs, watching your plush skin suffocate as he tightens the knot. Loves to slap you and choke you, especially with his belt. He'll wrap it around your throat and tug on it until you're on the brink of passing out. Bootlicking and worship, he's a self obsessed little shit and he wants you to treat him like a god. Golden showers as well, he'll piss on you and laugh as you squeal at the sudden warmth. Will also try to piss in your mouth.

Guido Mista

Revenge porn absolutely.. he'll record pounding you and blackmail you with the tape afterwards. Face fucking, hearing your pretty little gags and you struggling to take his cock arouses him and feeds his ego. He'll without a doubt try to coerce you into trying anal. Also has an insane oral fixation and can't get enough of your tasty cunt.

Narancia Ghirga

Public sex, he's always horny and can't keep his hands to himself. "c'mon.. just a quickie in the stall. no one will realize we're gone." Would never admit it but he likes it when you boss him around. Mommy kink! One day while you two were having sex he accidentally called you mommy and you'll never let him live it down.

Pannacotta Fugo

CNC, would call you a dirty slut and a whore when he's fucking you. He's also into choking but likes to use his hands, something about watching his slender fingers wrap around your throat is so tantalizing. Whenever he's frustrated he'll bend you over his knee and spank you until your ass is bright red and your cunts dripping.

Giorno Giovanna

Plain jane, doesn't have an interest to try something out of his comfort zone. I would say the kinkiest thing he likes is breeding. Giving you creampie after creampie until your cunt can't hold anymore of his load.

its so much fun writing these agfhddhdff.. i rlly am on a roll today!! no proofreading here so if anything is incorrect just stfu and enjoy it

[nqrancia]

𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 : bucci-gang including trish

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 : sweet moments with your s/o & their stand!

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : alcohol mentioned & slight suggestiveness in abbacchio’s (i got a lil bit carried away lmao)

𝐚/𝐧 : first time writing for jojo’s so i hope y’all like it! my friend proof read all of these and requests are also open! :)

𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐎 𝐁.

✦ | The capo truly believes that if his stand wasn’t so well behaved, that it would’ve dragged you into the zipper dimension and kept you there so you could shower it with praise forever. He won’t allow that to happen though, so don’t worry. Bruno still finds it adorable when you praise his stand for good work, it almost feels like he’s receiving the praise himself.

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Tonight was a rare occasion, your beloved Bruno was able to be home for once. The past weeks had been full of countless missions that needed to be taken care of, and only he was trustworthy enough to be in charge of them. As frustrating as it was being away from home, he enjoyed the time he was able to spend with his little group. But, as they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder. He was eager to see you and hold you in his arms again, to give you all the love you had been yearning for during those few weeks. Letters were simply not enough to express it.

As soon as he entered the front door to your home, he was met with a warm embrace; an embrace reminded him of the days when you were both young and newly in love. Childish, passionate, and so utterly infatuated. With a light chuckle, his arms snaked around your waist, whispering, “I’m home, bella.”

It didn’t take him long to acclimate back into the calm atmosphere your home exhibited, he was finally able to delve into the book he had been itching to read. As he did so, you decided to take on the duty of preparing dinner. He, of course, had offered to do it himself, but you insisted he needed to rest and relax. He couldn’t deny his fatigue, but he still felt guilty for having you do all the work yourself.

He wasn’t too far in his book before he heard soft humming coming from the kitchen followed by the occasionally clanging of pans. A soft smile spread across his face; these were the sounds of home he had been missing. He couldn’t help but look up from his book and into the archway that invited guests into your kitchen, catching a glimpse of the little dances or actions you would take to entertain yourself as items cooked on the burners. You were so sweet and he adored that about you, even simple, domestic moments like this one.

Without even realizing it, his stand had somehow been released during his lovesick staring. It had opened a portal to the zipper dimension and entered through the wall into your kitchen, right next to you as you stirred the pot of pasta. Its sudden appearance startled you, but only for a moment as it merely stood there and admired the cooking process. Sticky Fingers could be an odd one, but it was a useful and dependable stand and friend to have.

Soon, it was time to make the sauce for your pasta. After some rummaging through your fridge, there was no garlic to be found. You swore you purchased some at the store earlier that day, but you supposed you simply overlooked it. “Damnit, I forgot to grab garlic at the store.” You sighed.

Next to you, your husband’s stand immediately perked up; almost like this was the moment it had been waiting for. Quickly, it created an opening in the wall with one of its zippers and swiftly entered and closed the zipper. A few minutes went by, and then came back the stand. It seemed it had nothing, like it had just disappeared for no apparent reason, but then you noticed it was holding an item in its hand. Upon closer inspection, it was exactly what you had needed. A clove of garlic.

Your mouth shaped into an o, then slowly formed into a thankful grin. “Oh, thank you, Sticky Fingers.”

Before it returned to its user, you gave the stand a quick peck on the cheek. A simple way of giving it your thanks, “I swear, as kind as Bruno is, he doesn't give you enough praise.”

If stands could blush, Sticky Fingers was doing exactly that.

Having been listening to your conversations from his comfortable seat, Bruno released a quiet sigh, “Please tell me you paid for the clove.”

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𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀.

✦ | For a while, he thinks you're genuinely insane. You’re fawning over his stand, an extension of himself that can’t even properly communicate with you or talk to you. It can only rebroadcast the past events that Abbacchio asks it to, yet you still consistently shower it with praise when it replays the information he needs. He would never admit it, but he does find it endearing when you do so.

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Once again, Abbacchio was drowning his sorrows in liquor. This habit had begun to dissipate when his relationship with you began, but old habits do die hard. He found that it would happen more when you weren’t around; around to see how fucked up of a man he really was. He was never what you thought of him to be, at least, he didn’t see himself that way.

In your eyes, Leone Abbacchio was a stern, but caring man. He hid his true feelings with anger, hoping to avoid attachment and sentiment, but the people around him couldn’t help but get closer to him. Without even trying, he was a magnet to the teens in Bucciarati’s group; them seeing him as a figure to look up to. At times, he would even crack small smiles at them simply acting like normal teens. If brought up, he would only deny he ever did. But, you knew the truth.

Even with your constant worrying and check ups on him, his depression would never disappear. It wasn’t something that could be fixed, it simply was; and he knew that all too well. On nights when he did get rest, it would be interrupted by nightmares. Scenes of his days as a cop, money being shoved into his hand, the gunshots, and the blood of his partner on his hands would play over and over. Sometimes, it felt like Moody Blues was tormenting him in his dreams. He knew that wasn’t true, but that was what he wanted to believe.

That feeling was familiar as he sipped on his booze, sitting in loneliness at your dining table. He would drink and drink, believing it would make the pain go away, but it never did. He recalled a saying he was told as a child, “If you believe hard enough, your wish will come true.” Abbacchio never wished, but if he were ever able to muster one up, it would be to wish that you were home right now. Not to see him in the sad state he was in, but to deliver the affection you decided he was worthy of. Your kisses were like blessings and your words were like sugar, it almost felt he was being healed from just your presence alone. Maybe that was why he would replay your mornings with him, when he was his loneliest.

As he rewinded Moody Blues once again, the sound of keys entering the keyhole could be heard. Soon after, you gently opened the door with hands filled with bags of groceries. Your eyes traveled up to meet his gaze, then turned to catch the bottle in his hands. “I’m home, Leone.”

“Welcome back.” He muttered, his grip tightening on the bottle. A tell tale sign of his nervousness.

As you sat your bags of groceries on the table, you took notice of the double of yourself that stood behind you. The stand quickly turned back into its true form, giving you a welcoming nod. You gave it a peck on the cheek as it made staticky noises spout from its audio player. “Were you using Moody Blues to replay this morning, again?” You questioned as you took away the bottle of liquor.

This time, he didn’t utter a word. He only looked off into the distance, a part of him shameful of his actions. You never liked that he coped this way, but it was about the only way he knew how. But, instead of berating him, you gave him a sweet smile, cupping his cheek with the same gentleness you gave his stand. “You can just say you missed me, y’know?”

He couldn’t take it anymore. He needed you right now.

“We can work more on helping you find a better coping outlet. I won’t have you do it alone, Leone.”

Before you could say anymore, Abbacchio took a loose hold on your wrist, pulling you down closer to his face. He stared into your widened eyes for a moment, then roughly pressed his lips onto yours. His hands soon wove their way into your hair, keeping you steady for an onslaught of kisses; each more passion filled than the last. His light purple lipstick had smeared, part of it now smudged on your face. He didn’t care.

You were in his embrace, you were home. The drunken wish he had made came true.

As he finally pulled away from you, he stared at the purple now present on your lips and the light red hue that rose to your cheeks. It almost made him fall in love with you again, almost. “Leone-”

He had shut you up with another kiss, with a quiet murmur, “I don’t deserve you…”

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𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐎 𝐆.

✦ | Golden Experience shares the same adoration for you as its user does, often it grows flowers or plants for you as a thank you. However, it can be overwhelming at times. Sometimes, Giorno’s heart rate spikes when you do nice things for him, such as when you give him kisses or pick up his favorite snack from the store. Those simple actions mean much more to him than you think and make his heart beat quicken, resulting in a sudden patch of flowers growing beneath him. Trust him, that was all Golden Experiences doing.

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Being a mafia don was terribly exhausting, each day was filled with more tasks that needed to be completed and assigned. Giorno knew that from the beginning when he first took on the journey to achieve his dream, but there was a piece of the puzzle that he had acquired during that time; you. You were one of the members of Bucciarati’s group, and the first to treat him with an ounce of respect. The bond the two of you formed during your mission to protect Trish became unbreakable. That bond eventually formed into something more than just friendship, you became his first love. Now, the love of his life.

He loved coming home, to see your beautiful face greet him with the same adoration he had for you. Even though he would come home exhausted, more often than not, he would always stay up into the late hours of the night just to spend as much time as possible with you before he had to return to his duties in the morning. Just like today.

The moment he walked in the door, you greeted him with that kind smile of yours. You wrapped your arms around him, squeezing him tightly, trying to pour all your love into a single embrace. “Welcome back home, Gio.”

Giorno soon returned the embrace, his arms snaking around your waist as he rested his head against your shoulder. “Thank you, love.” He murmured.

After a moment of sweet silence, you released yourself from his hold. You could barely contain yourself, judging by the fiddling of your hands. You slowly inched yourself towards the dining table, quickly hiding an item behind your back. “Guess what I got you while I was out today?”

A chuckle left his lips, “That’s quite a hard question to answer.”

“Then I’ll spare you, just this once,” you then pulled out the treat behind your back, excitedly presenting it to your beloved. “Two of your favorites combined, chocolate pudding!”

“Why thank you, dear. I take it that this is from the sweet shop you mentioned.”

You smiled cheerfully towards your beloved, “Of course, Gio! You deserve it for working so hard.”

As soon as you uttered those words, the man felt his heart beat become faster than it had been before. Below him, ferns and weeds began sprouting from your floors along with flowers of various species, primarily ones that spoke “I love you” in the language of flowers. It was like a mini garden had suddenly grown in your own home.

This didn’t go unnoticed by you either, an eyebrow raised in concern. “Um, Giorno, I hate to cut this romantic moment short but there’s a flower patch growing beneath you.” You spoke, pointing to the floors below you.

“I’ll pot them later, love,” he whispered, pulling you ever closer to him. “I want to continue to enjoy this moment with you.”

He was utterly smitten.

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𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐀 𝐅.

✦ | Fugo is extremely concerned for you, but Purple Haze loves it! Due to the stand's unpredictable nature, and possibility of one of its bulbs breaking, it’s rare that Fugo even lets it out around you. It’s rare that it’s even let out in general, but Fugo takes extra precautions so as to not hurt you. However, on the rare occasion that his stand does make an appearance, you are quick to praise it.

───

Fugo could only stare with concern and distaste as you stood a little too close to his stand, arms crossed as his hands formed into fists of frustration. This was his own way of coping, coping with your optimism and kindness towards him and the stand he had grown to despise. His aversion to his stand in the past could be considered so little compared to the precautions he takes now that you have become his beloved. The others within Bucciarati’s little gang had certainly taken the hint that Purple Haze was an unstable stand, but you just couldn’t stay away from it, now could you?

Battered and bruised from the battle that had occurred just moments ago, you still sought to give your favorite stand its well deserved praise. With both your hands cupped around your mouth, a celebratory shout left you. “Good job, Purple Haze!”

Your excitement caused the stand to look directly at you as it drooled, its eyes mimicking a puppy asking for treats. Then suddenly, it began to clean the drool off itself erratically, almost as if it were trying to look presentable for you. It was adorable.

A grimace spread across Fugo’s face, disgusted by his stands attempt at cleaning itself. It was utterly fruitless and only made him more embarrassed by the situation. Seeing this, he gently took hold of your wrist and pulled you closer to him, farther outside his stands 5 meter range. “[Name], please refrain from getting too close to it,” he sighed.

In response, you wrapped an arm around him as you pointed to his stand. “But, it’s so cute! Just look at it.”

Fugo, however, did not share the same sentiments. “I’m being serious, please avoid getting close to Purple Haze. It’s unstable.”

“It reminds me of you, y’know.”

He huffed, “Of course it would, it’s an extension of me.” Only Fugo could see it that way, but there was much more to Purple Haze than meets the eye. It’s nature was that of its users, yes, but its actions reminded you of how much your Fugo meant to you. His supposed “annoyance” towards your behavior to his stand was never what it appeared to be; his feelings and actions were only a means to protect you. His anger was a mask for the softness of his heart, a side only you were permitted to see.

It hurt your heart to know he found it hard to see himself the way you do, but you could try to. “Sure, but its habits reflect the true nature of your soul. You act all tough, but you can be a really sweet person. I love that about you.”

For a moment, you could feel Fugo freeze in your arms. You didn’t even have to look up to know he was fighting off the blush rising to his cheeks.

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𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐎 𝐌.

✦ | Mista adores you, and so do his Sex Pistols. The countless times the bullets have fought over your attention is enough to prove that fact. You can never truly say who is your favorite because they can and will fight over it, for several hours. Or maybe even days.

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All you and your boyfriend wanted was some rest, any number of hours would do at this point.

As you laid against Mista’s chest, little voices kept bringing you back to consciousness. Bags were beginning to form under both yours and his eyes. Combined with the excessive work you had both received during the week from Giorno, rest was the best possible date the two of you could have. Unfortunately, the Sex Pistols just weren’t ready to settle down.

Their chittering was adorable, that you could not deny. It was difficult to tell them no, even when they were asking for an item as simple as a piece of your food. However, when their cute conversations developed into arguments, their lovable nature turned into not so lovable behavior. Their attitudes would become worse towards their user, but never towards you. After all, they love you just as much as Mista himself does. Nevertheless, it still got on both yours and Mista’s nerves if it went on for too long.

Finally, Mista had had enough. After a long, drawn out groan, he released an annoyed shout, “Guys, can you stop with the racket? You’ve been at this for 3 days now!”

This got his stand’s attention, and they quickly fired back:

“But, Mista!”

“[Name] has yet to pick one of us!”

A sigh left your lips, a pout of frustration soon following after. “You lot should know I don’t like to pick favorites.”

Your little companions however, did not agree with your words. Like clockwork, you could see the wheels turning in their brains to come to the conclusion that you absolutely had to choose. They then released a shout in unison, “There can only be one!”

Once again, you released a sigh before sitting up straight and wiping your tired eyes. “If I pick, will you please let us rest?”

A nod was given by each bullet.

Mista observed as you sat, thinking carefully upon your answer. Then suddenly, you spoke. “Number Five.”

Immediately, a joyous shout came from the little stand which was then followed by disappointed groans from the others. Before you knew it, Number Five was even doing happy laps along the hallway as the others chased it. The sight could only make you laugh and at least they brought their little fight into the hallway. You quickly rose from the bed and shut the door before they could come back in.

As you laid back down, an arm wrapped around you to bring you back into your boyfriend's arms. You then gave him a poke on the cheek. “Don’t worry, you’re still my favorite.”, you whispered.

A haughty scoff left his lips, a smirk following in suit. “Obviously.”

Truthfully, all of them were your favorites.

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𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐀 𝐆.

✦ | Sadly, you can’t exactly love on Aerosmith like some of the other stands in the Bucci Gang. It’s quite literally a mini airplane. Instead, you can give your boyfriend double the love to make up for it.

───

“Just one, please?” He begged.

“Nara, I am not giving Aerosmith a kiss.”

Narancia’s begging had been going on for several hours now, and he was not going to let up any time soon. Your relationship with him had always been sweet and loving, it was hard to ever find him without you by his side. Abbacchio and a few others liked to joke that Narancia was like a koala with him always clinging to your side, but you never minded it. You had always found it endearing that he loved you so deeply. But, there were a few times that his acts of affection were a little too… interesting for you.

Your boyfriend’s arms then wrapped around your waist, desperate for a positive answer. “But everyone else’s stands get loved on like crazy, and it’s starting to get jealous!”, he whined as he slid down to the ground.

This was ridiculous, yet adorable all the same. You playfully ruffled his hair, using your other arm to wrap around him and keep him off the floor. “I think you’re speaking for yourself, hon.”, you giggled.

Narancia looked up from your stomach with the saddest, most heart-wrenching puppy dog eyes you had ever seen. No puppy you had ever met had managed to sway your heart like the boy who clung to you did nor made you fold so quickly. He had to have been cursed by some witch.

“…fine, but just one.”

He immediately perked up, eyes filled with pure joy as he nearly jumped from how pumped he was. “Yes!”

Aerosmith soon appeared next to you, awaiting its affection. You didn’t waste any time and gave it a quick peck on its nose before quickly standing back. For a moment, you swear the plane's frown that was usually present on its face turned into a grin as it spun around in the air to make a heart shape with its smoke. For a stand that was meant to scare, that was one of the most adorable things you had ever seen.

Arms then wrapped around you from behind, nearly making you fall as Narancia glomped you. “It loved it!”

You couldn’t help but smile, “Now, it’s your turn!”

Before Narancia could react, you turned around and pressed a kiss on his lips. Then another, and another. As you began pecking his cheeks, he broke out into a fit of giggles as he inched you even closer to him. If he were to ever pass, it would certainly be from your affection.

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𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐔.

✦ | Trish finds it a bit odd at first that you give special attention to her stand, but then she eventually comes to like it. Sometimes she’ll catch you putting make up on Spice Girl, even asking the stand if it likes it or not. Trish thinks it’s cute.

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Spice Girl was a diva, that much you knew. Much like her user, she was particular about her fashion and her tastes in general. Where others would see only part of the picture, your girls saw the whole masterpiece. It was something you admired about them, their complexities are what made them unique and you loved them for it. Even when they could be difficult at times.

As you sat with your girlfriends stand at her vanity, you carefully dabbed the larger brush into the pink powder. Then, with a gentle hand you patted the brush on the stand's face. It remained quiet and still as you did so, trying not to ruin your hard work. You then repeated the same actions with a darker pink blush, being just as careful.

After you finished, you sat back and admired your work. It was a hard choice, both blushes looked beautiful against its pale pink skin. So, you decided to get up and spin the stand’s chair around so it could look in the mirror. “So, a lighter pink or darker pink for the blush?”

Before the stand could reply, a voice came from behind you. “I think a darker pink, it looks nice against her skin.”

There stood your Trish, who had recently just woken up judging by her sleepy eyes. Her pink hair was still messy from her beauty sleep, but she looked adorable nonetheless. A smile creeped up on your face as she approached your side, and you were quick to give her a kiss on the cheek. “Goodmorning, sweets.”, you whispered.

“Goodmorning to you, too.” She murmured, then she took more notice of what exactly you were doing. You were doing make up on her stand, a past time only you and her participated in. Even with Trish’s particularities when it came to her routine, she eventually let you do it for her at times. Over time, you had memorized her routine and she found it cute that you did so.

Pulling up a chair, Trish sat next you as you continued to do her stands makeup, occasionally giving pointers to you. If this was what she woke up to every morning, she wouldn’t mind waking up early.

@𝐧𝐪𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐚 - please do not translate or plagiarize my works.

[chazxjojo]

hii can i get all members of bucci gang(separately) x a pretty, really feminine and girly reader who is also a part of the gang and is actually a really good and capable fighter despite appearing delicate? thanks!!

YESSS 1ST JJBA REQUEST!!!!

BUCCI GANG X FEM!/GIRLY! READER!

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MISTA GUIDO

- at first, I feel he would definitely stare at you ALL the time especially when your so pretty all the time.

- he’ll try to help you with anything and always try to pry himself into your bubble and business.

- he really tries to get close with you, no shade he would most definitely develop a crush on you if you guys hang out and known eachother for awhile!

“Need help?” He spoke quietly, eyeing you as you fixed yourself after a fight. Retouch on everything, all he could do is stare.

“Yes please! Could you pass me my gloss? Pink one!” You asked with a small smile as you fixed your hair. He immediately passes it.

- at first glance he thought you weren’t that special in fighting just a cute face, until he saw you rock ass against other goons.

- he was so surprised but soon after he cheered you on! Literally your fan!

GIORNO GIOVANNA

- He observed you from afar, he didn’t think much. Mostly at the fact you were rather feminine and pretty.

- most times he’d listen to you ramble when you guys went on missions alone. Never once did he judge, just gave a small smile.

- when he saw you fight, oh boy he knew that you were good. He could always count on you to beat a person to a pulp.

“wow, not a even a scratch on you.” He stated with a smile already walking over to help you with whatever you needed.

“I could say the same to you!” You smiled brightly already walking back towards the car with him.

- your a nice company. He likes your style and the way you handle fights.

FUGO PANNACOTTA

- he quite literally blushes when he first sees you, he thought you were just another pretty face. Lowkey hated you.

- though he always tends to stick with you, not in a creepy way but you had this bright input on things that he really needed.

- when he first saw you kick ass, dude literally is watching in slight disbelief. You were actually good and quick on your feet.

“Fugo, is my hair okay?” You asked finally leaving it alone after you fought a minutes ago.

“It’s always fine.” He mustered out his eyes still on the road. He hadn’t even looked over.

“Well now I know NOT to ask you anything..” you muttered glancing back at the mirror already knowing you set him off.

“WHATS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!” He fumed pressing onto the breaks.

- he’s tries to be subtle but fails.

BRUNO BUCCIARATI

- he’s polite, he didn’t think much of you but he knew you had potential. Just like the rest of his team, family.

- he couldn’t lie, you were gorgeous straight off the bat he liked your clothes more than anything else!

- I headcanon he keeps small stuff for you and everyone else like you need it like lipgloss, or mascara.

- when he sees you fight, oh boyyyy he’s so proud he gives a soft smile watching you beat that person into submission.

“Bruno, I was wondering if you have any lipgloss-” you asked before getting cut off with a swift move of his hand already having your brand of lipgloss.

“Don’t overwork yourself okay? I know you can handle it but if it gets too much ask me.” He spoke quietly looking over at you. “I promise! Thank you.” You gave a smile already finishing the person off.

- he trusts you, to him your like family no matter the way you act or look.

- He’s such a cutie. :P

LEONE ABBACCHIO

- oh bros definitely holding a grudge against you at first. He thought you weren’t good enough.

- he couldn’t deny that your pretty but he would NEVER say that.

- when he saw you actually kick ass, that’s when you slowly got his trust. You knew how to hold your own ground like the others.

“Leone, are my clothes stained be honest… that guy literally pushed me.” You mutter dusting off your dress, not noticing his eyes on you.

“Are you joking or just plain serious.” “Huh?” “I saw the fight. You did.. good. He barely pushed you.” He muttered hiding his gaze away. That’s all you were getting close to a compliment.

- shy boy! he definitely hard to get through at firsttt

NARANCIA GHIRGA

- ooo my boy definitely thought you looked amazing. Literally another stare and admirer.

- he tries to ask you a lot of questions to get closer to you, over time he tends to grow protective cause your apart of HIS family.

- when he first saw you fight DAMNN hes your cheerleader. He loved you were both pretty and strong!

“Narancia! Do I look okay? The last fight was kinda tough. I felt like I got dirty..” you insisted quietly trying to look anywhere on your clothes and face.

“Whattt?! You look perfect all the time. Plus you beat that guy’s ass!” He gave you a bright smile reassuring you quickly.

- 10/10 best supporter!

TRISH UNA (she’s so cool guys!)

- when she first sees you, she really thought you were pretty. She assumed you were pretty strong if you were in the gang?

- she tends to stick with you the most since your the only other girl, you both have eachothers back!

- when she sees you fight she’s admiring you. Literally would back you up anytime and trusts you.

“Oh my gosh- Trish does you have anything mascara? I forgot mine and I need to retouch.” You asked while staring into a mirror touching your lashes.

“Of course? Why wouldn’t I? My stuff are yours too.” She gave a smile passing you the mascara and helping you place it on!

- I feel as if you guys would be best friends? Like at the start it’s kinda rough but then she warms up to the idea.

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I love golden wind🥹✌️

[theshatteredstar]

pokes my fingers together how about bucci gang w/ reader who's easily flustered and nervous. just standing next to them gets them fidgeting w/ their hands or sleeves. compliments or brushing hands gets them blushing to the tips of their ears.

Crush - Bucci Gang x Flustered Reader HC's

A/N - I just know they'd all be little assholes in their own ways LMAO, Thank you so much for the request anon i love doing these! I hope you enjoy it! <3

♡ Headcannons ♡

Word Count - 1400

Bruno - 

⟢ He teases you in the softest way possible, deliberately making you more nervous when he moves slightly closer with hushed words as he looks down at you.

⟢ Will 100% compliment you all the time just to watch that cute panicked expression as you look away, cheeks burning. You don’t realise he’s doing it on purpose because he seems so nice to everyone.

⟢ If he has to get past you he will absolutely wrap his arm around you slightly to move you, I'm talking like sorry yea I gotta get to the sink let me just… Slip my hands against your waist and nudge you out of the way with my chest pressed to your back, a small apology into your ear. Don’t believe he’s sorry… He does it every time.

⟢ Will deliberately sit closer to you and just keep his eyes on you, you cant even look at him in his eyes because its genuinely so intense that you’re immediately a stuttering mess, he is GRINNING.

⟢ You make him just as nervous but the ego boost when you’re only like this with him? Oh my god he gets SO cocky. 

⟢ If you keep avoiding his gaze he is absolutely gonna slip his hand onto your jaw and make you look at him. If he’s feeling extra mean he's gonna lean in close and whisper a gentle praise for holding eye contact with him. You’re a blushing mess and he’s looking at you like you’re divine.

Abbacchio - 

⟢ At first he’s just going to ignore it, or get annoyed when you're so flustered around him, he doesn’t think he’s worth your attention. But when you get sad because he gets mad at you? You might be the only person in the gang to get an apology from him, and he means it.

⟢ Insufferable. INSUFFERABLE. He is such a tease, he’s gonna deliberately stand close to you all the time, he’s gonna press his knee against you when you're sat next to him, he’s gonna lean closer when you’re talking just so he can make you stutter and get embarrassed.

⟢ Oh boy. He’s gonna use his height to his advantage here, he is TALL, he’s gonna corner you and just stand there staring down at you amused while you try to look anywhere but at him but he is EVERYWHERE, flustered and stuttering as he asks you questions on purpose.

⟢ The type to move you onto the inside of the street so he’s on the side of the road. Will do it with a soft hand on your hip as he slips past to the other side. Don’t ever question it, he’ll smirk and tell you he wants to keep you safe. You’re the only one that gets him so honest because he loves the reaction.

⟢ This manspreading little bitch… He’s gonna deliberately take up too much room and then when you pout because you cant sit… He’s gonna smirk and pat his thigh, telling you to ‘come sit’, you don’t even know if he’s being serious or not, you’re too busy staring at the floor as your face burns.

Mista - 

⟢ You better pray he doesn’t notice… He is a flirty man, his arm is gonna be around you the second he sees you blush, sweet whispered flirts into your ear as he watches every single reaction.

⟢ The type to lean over and give you bites of his food with a smirk and pretty eyes. Will absolutely feed you, like its disgustingly intimate and it's embarrassing, he’s gonna brush away crumbs regardless if they're there or not. He just wants to see your eyes when he touches you.

⟢ He’s gonna point it out… Every time. You blush once and he’s gonna lean on you and whisper a soft “Do I make you nervous?” Into your ear.

⟢ His flirting is terrible, he keeps doing it because you get embarrassed and flustered, will keep doing it until you’re literally hiding in your hands.

⟢ Pistols actually might be worse than he is… they flirt harder, they tease more, they will climb on you and kiss you/snuggle into you just to make you blush. Mista is watching just as flustered…

Fugo - 

⟢ Oh this sweetheart, at first he’s just as flustered… He is so intimidated by how attractive you are and you like hanging out with him and he’s at war with himself because YOU LIKE BEING AROUND HIM.

⟢ When he eventually realises how embarrassed you get around him, he accidentally makes it worse by addressing it… Like a soft little “Am i making you nervous?” or “You’re blushing.” Like Fugo, please stop talking…It absolutely makes you blush more and he is embarrassed for making you flustered.

⟢ He starts to like it, like way too much. He deliberately sits closer, chooses to touch you more when he’s teaching you something. Anything to watch the blush on your cheeks deepen. He is giddy every time, it’s like a game. How far can he push you before you bury your head onto the table?

⟢ He starts baking/cooking for you just to see that wide eyed little expression when he hands you food, a little thank you on your lips as you blush at how sweet it is. At how nice he’s being to you.

⟢ If anyone even tries to fluster you the way he does, he gets mad fast, probably accidentally confesses that way and you’re just stood blushing like CRAZY while it all goes down, eyes locked on his as he gets flustered.

Narancia - 

⟢ Oh girl… He’s not going to notice for so long, someone probably has to point it out to him and he’s just like… ME? Makes them nervous??? Once he sees it he can’t unsee it . All of your little blushes, all of the fiddling and looking away when he’s nearby. He loves it.

⟢ He leans on you all the time, he’s like a puppy, genuinely ecstatic to be in your presence, staring at your face as his shoulder presses against yours just to see the pink rush to your cheeks.

⟢ He is probably gonna be the only one to actually grab your hand unprompted, you literally squeaked and he thought he’d hurt you, it made it worse that he gets super close and asks if you’re okay, you’re blushing like crazy and he’s like… oh… OH 🙂‍↕️

⟢ He pushes you over all the time, especially outside, will literally push you over and rest his head on your stomach as you both watch the clouds, he’ll flirt with you just to hear your heartbeat race under him.

⟢ Will demand you teach him things instead of Fugo, just so he can listen to you panic and stutter out how to do equations, especially if you look up and he’s sitting with his head resting on his hand, watching you like he’s in love… Because he it.

Giorno - 

⟢ He’s actually also kinda nervous around you, like he doesn’t really know how to act but somehow you’re always in each other’s space, you’re both blushing if your hands brush accidentally…

⟢ He blooms (YES IM COMMITED TO THIS IDC ITS SO CUTE) when he gets nervous around you + excited + happy… you start getting embarrassed and flustered because you’re sitting beside him and boom you’re covered in flowers and he’s apologising and blushing just as much as you.

⟢ He reads to you all the time, if he’s reading and you’re near him he just automatically includes you into it, you’re blushing listening to him because its so gentle and he’s being so CUTE.

⟢ He gives you flowers all the time, your favourite usually, just so he can watch you stutter out a thank you and see your cheeks flame under his gaze, especially if his hand brushes yours when he hands you them… He does it on purpose, all the time.

⟢ Will flirt but in the most disgustingly elegant ways, like you're half between blushing and half trying to figure out if that was a declaration of his undying love.

⟢ Once when he was exhausted after a mission he was resting on your shoulder and so gently told you "You're my soulmate." It was so intimate and he doesn’t remember it at ALL. You start blushing anytime you remember it, it’s often, he always asks why you're blushing…