Hello hello! I've been a fan of your writing for a long time now, and I saw that you were taking requests! So I was wondering if you could do some hcs with Pt. 2 Joseph and Pt. 3 Dio with an s/o who sings for them and has this angelic, calming aura that often lulls them to sleep? Thank you so much for your blog and your amazing writing! 💖💖
Joseph’s brain tends to go at a hundred miles a minute. He is always active, always moving, always talking and talking and talking - and you are sweet and listen to him, of course, but sometimes . . . sometimes, you need him to calm down. Sometimes, at night, Joseph clings to you and chatters on and on about his day and you lay your hand on his forehead and he falls silent, leaning into your touch as you brush strands of his hair from his face. He sighs something about how nice your hands feel, how much calmer he is when he’s in your arms - and when you begin to sing softly for him, he looks up at you with big green eyes that seem to look right into your soul. He’s quiet, for once in his life, as he lets your voice wrap around him. You can feel his heart beating against yours, and slowly his breath begins to even out as his eyelids droop. If you stop singing before he’s fully gone, though, he’ll open one of his eyes to look up at you with hurt evident on his face. “Hey, angel,” he mumbles, through a mouth full of marbles, a pleasant, sleepy grumble in his throat, “Don’t stop yet--”
DIO’s brain works just as quickly, but slightly less chaotically. He does not necessarily need you in order for him to stay focused - but he finds, that with you near, he’s just a little less likely to snap. Something about you seems to soften his sharp edges. His minions are far more likely to breathe a sigh of relief when they see you sat at his feet, looking up at him with a smile on your face, than when they are forced to visit DIO alone. He likes to have you with him as much as he can, like a precious treasure - and your voice is no different. DIO likes things he thinks are worth having, and something about your pretty voice trilling notes that seem to settle on his skin like branding has him breathing deeply, his eyes tilting close as he merely enjoys your presence. When his eyes slowly close with you beside him, that is the greatest honour that DIO could bestow on anybody - the honour of trust.
zoeyp03 said: Heya, Mod Akane! I read some of your writing so far and I love it a lot! Also I was wondering if you could write something with Mondo and a fem! reader who's just small and easily flustered, but also ray of sunshine that has a hard time talking to boys, but somehow gathers up the courage to talk to him? I'm sorry if it's too specific, but thanks for your attention and good luck with the blog!
AAAAAAA I loved this ask so much!! Thank you!! I tried my best to stay in character! Also, wingman Chihiro rights -Mod Akane
“There he is, come on, you can do this (Y/N)!” Chihiro cheers quietly, as you both peek around the corner to see Kiyotaka and Mondo talking.
“Aah- But he’s with Taka-” You begin to protest silently, looking over at Chihiro. He points back to the seen, where you promptly witness Mondo and Taka wave each other goodbye, and Taka walks away. “Frick.”
Chihiro giggles as you watch Mondo lean against the lockers behind him and pull out his phone, scrolling through whatever Mondo scrolled through on his phone. “Come on, you got this!”
You double back around the corner, leaning against the wall out of sight. “Gaah, I’m gonna mess it up, I know it! I’ll l-like fall on my face cause I’ve done that before- it is not a long fall-” You bury your face in your hands as you continue to ramble.
“Woah, breathe.” Chihiro reassures you, gently taking hold of your wrists. “You’re okay, I promise! Come on, this isn’t like you, you got this!” He gives you a big smile, always a reassuring thing. “Mondo’s my good friend! He doesn’t mind, he’s just a bit of a tough guy.”
You try to give him a small smile back. “Y-Yeah.. I got this! I-I can do this.”
“I’ll be cheering you on from here, the whole time.” Chihiro smiles, as you drag yourself off the wall and turn to walk around the corner. Though, you are quickly cut short of doing this of your own steps when Chihiro gives you a surprisingly strong nudge towards Mondo. You didn’t fall or anything, shockingly, and he had an ‘oops, was that too hard?’ face, but he smiled and gave you a thumbs up as you put on a fake confidence and approached Mondo.
“H-Hey Mondo!” You cheer, looking up at him. Jesus christ, how tall was this man? This absolutely gangly tree of a man. A really, really buff and nice looking tree..
I’m gonna stop with that metaphor right now. It’s getting weird.
“Huh?” He looks up from his phone- or down, really, considering how short you were, and sets it in his pocket. “Oh. (Y/N), right?” He asks, his voice rough as always. Dear lord, you’re gonna faint.
“Ahaha- yeah!” You smile up at him and clasp your hands together. “I-I-I had just been wondering, w-well- uhm- I uh-” You glance back at Chihiro, who gives you a big thumbs up.
Mondo raises a curious brow. “Well?”
Okay, don’t panic, you got this, you got this! “I-I had just w-wondered if you w-wanted to h-hang out sometime?” You asked nervously. “I-Ijustthoughtyou’rereallycoolandChihirotalksaboutyoualotsoreallywantedtohangoutandIgotreallynervousbutI-” You start talking really fast, so fast I got too lazy to add spaces. Mondo’s face seems to be going red.
“Woah, woah woah woah!” He seems to be getting a bit louder.. “S-Slow down!”
You take a deep breath. “I-I’m j-just really good friends with Chihiro and he talks about you a-all the time so I-I-I wanted to m-meet you and h-hang out c-cause I thought you were cool!” Okay, that was only partially a lie. Admittedly, you hung out with Chihiro basically whenever he wasn’t with Mondo or Makoto. So he talked about Mondo all the time. And then you may or may not have started growing a crush from a far on the biker, and now we’re in this situation.
You turn back to Chihiro again, who was grinning even wider. You got this, (Y/N), you have Chihiro with you..
“S-So you wanted to meet me and hang out c-cause of Chihiro?” He asks, face getting red as he starts scratching behind his neck. Is it me, or is he getting progressively louder…?
“Y-Yeah- I don't know I-If you w-wanna like g-go hang out at the c-cafeteria s-sometime or-” You begin stuttering even more. Oh dear god, you didn’t think this part through. Frick. Frack.
“Y-YEAH! T-That works! I-I gotta go-!” Mondo got incredibly loud, then ran off…
You turn back to Chihiro, a bit of confusion in your eyes as you tilt your head. He rounds the corner and shrugs.
“I’ll ask him to work it out.” Chihiro smiles.
“....Does this mean I did it? Like, I-I actually did it?” You perk up, trying to mentally fathom the interaction you had.
“Yeah!” Chihiro cheers, excitedly holding his fists up and shaking them around, incredibly excited for you.
“...WOOOO! I did it, I did it! I talked to Mondo!” You scream excited, throwing your hands up in the air.
“Ahah, you did it, (Y/N)!” Chihiro grins. “I knew you could do it!”
(I saw the comfort asks recently, and I hope mine is not a bother ^^ It's for Bruno btw)
Having just caught the capo's attention, I struggled to find the right words to explain him my disdain. When I did, my voice could only be reach the soft volume of a whisper. "Do you think I'm beautiful? I'm sorry, it's such a childish, and even dumb thing to talk about! It's just..." I looked down upon my features, grimacing at the sight of my heavy stomach and my plush thighs.
"I want to think I'm beautiful. I want to believe I am! And, sometimes I can! But... Today is not one if these days." I sighed in dissapointment and embarassment, thinking I had just wasted a good amount of Bucciarati's time. "I'm sorry for causing you trouble, you don't even have to answer. But... I'm glad I was able to just talk to you. I just haven't been feeling confident, that's all..."
the capo was caught all of sudden by your question, and his eyes immediately widened, questioning whether you were being serious or not. you should have known how beautiful you were in his eyes, bucciarati wouldn't have even been able to describe it. "don't refer to your questions as childish and dumb. it's valid to feel like that. you deserve to be aware of how amazingly beautiful you look to me." the black haired man took your hands in his.
"you're not causing any trouble, it's a pleasure to remind you that you always look absolutely beautiful." his sweet smile decorated his face, followed by more words. "and a good reason for me to fill you with compliments and self esteem the way i'd like to do it usually." he admitted, with a gentle chuckle.
Could I request something with brucci gang with a mom friend s/o? Self-indulgent, I know uwu
Hello! God knows how much Bruno and his teammates need a mom friend s/o!
Bruno’s gang with a mom-friend s/o
(under the cut for lenght!)
Bruno Bucciarati
He’d be taken aback, at least for the first period. Truth is,Bruno really needs someone like his s/o, someone who remembers him the basis ofself-care.
When he falls asleep on his paper, his s/o huffs lightly,putting a blanket on his shoulder, to keep him warm. In the morning, he wakesup with his nose filled by the delicious coffee aroma and the sweet smell ofbrioches that his s/o brought to him. He’d thank her with an apologetic smileand eats with her.
She’s his first and best confident and adviser. When he’stoo stressed, he goes to her, knowing that she’ll always listen to him ramblingabout his children team, his responsabilities, the weight he feels on hisshoulders… her warm and maternal presence helps him to relax a bit and herreassuring and gentle voice guides him to the best decisions.
Leone Abbacchio
Leone is very wary of her, at first. He doesn’t trust pureand unconditioned kindness and, at first, he rejects her completely.
Everything changes when, one night, she hears him whimper inhis sleep. She decides to check him, finding him deep in one of his manynightmare. She gently wakes him up, not even flinching when he almost punchesher in the face, his eyes still full of his nightmare. She softly pats his backand rubs his shoulders, while he regains his breath, his hands covering hisface.
She stays with him until he calms down a bit, the she brewssome tea for both of them. She sits with him all night –and Abbacchio doesn’thave the strenght to tell her to go away- and, even if he tries to not admitit, her presence helps him to pass a relatively quiet night, ‘till the sunraises.
From there on, he warms up with her, little by little. He learnsto appreciate her little kind gestures and she becomes his source of comfortand joy and the woman he’d protect with his life.
Guido Mista
He accepts enthusiastically a mom-friend s/o’s attentions. He’sa bit forgetful about a lot of things and she always helps him to remind theimportant ones. He’d be lost without his s/o.
She’s also the one who has accepted without batting eyelashhis deep phobia of number 4, paying extreme attention to not trigger it, andhis “simple” lifestyle. In fact, she finds it pretty cute and shares hisenthusiasm about simple daily things.
She acts like a mother for Sex Pistols, who run to her whenMista scolds them –mostly because they bully number 5-. Mista is happy to seehis s/o hang out so nicely with his little funky beans.
He twitches a bit when she scolds him, for example when heis too reckless, and pouts all the time, but, after a moment of reflection, heunderstands that she does it meaning just the best for him. He, then, goes tohug her and apologize, promising that he’ll be more careful.
Narancia Ghirga
He embraces it completely and without hesitation. He lovesto hug his mom-friend s/o and to snuggle at her side, smiling contentely whileshe pets his hair. He lets her even brush them, humming happily.
His s/o is his first supporter and fan. She loves to see himshow off using Aerosmith and cheer him up when Fugo scolds him. She takes inher hands his education and, with patience and kindness, she succeeds in makinghim learn the basis. Even math’s basis, with a different approach.
She is his voice of reason. She always advises him or scoldshim when he’s going to act too reckless. If he doesn’t listen to her and endsup injuried, she mends his wounds in total silence, until Nara apologizes. She passesthe rest of the day coddling him, relieved to see him alive and well, afterall.
Pannacotta Fugo
As Abbacchio, he’s wary of kind gestures, even hostile. He’snot used to them since long time and he was always used to act as an adult. He doesn’tneed a motherly s/o, he asserts.
Truth is, Fugo, deep inside, desperately needs someone likeher. One day, he catches her baking a strawberry pie. She offers him a sliceand, while munching it, happy memories from his childhood, from the little timehe could spent with his grandma, between his studies, emerge. He almost crieswhen they hit him.
She doesn’t tell it to anyone and this helps him to startapproaching her. After a while, he finally begins to wholeheartly appreciateher efforts and sincere kindness. He accepts her motherly gestures, such asfixing his hair and baking him his favourite goods. He returns them with lighthugs and sincere smiles and grateful words.
In time, he’ll totally warm up to her. She’ll become themotherly female figure he lost when his grandma died and she’s the one whocalms him when he has an anger burst and who stays with him when he can’t sleepat night. She’s the one who encourages him to try to control better Purple Hazeand she’s not scared by his stand and what he rapresents. He literally owns herhis sanity.
Giorno Giovanna
Giorno’s not wary or hostile as Fugo and Abbacchio, but he’sstill suspicious. He grew up in houses full of abuse and he always had to watchhis back, so he has absolutely no idea of what a mother’s love is.
At first, he thinks that her kindness is just a way to lurkinto Passione’s highest grades and, since he’s the Don, he has to always payextreme attention or his power would be undermined.
He, so, tests her. He puts her at lowest grade, to see ifher kindness is sincere or not. He’s deeply taken aback when she still smilesat him with the same warm and kindness as before. She even bakes some goodiesfor him and never asks something back. She seems to be happy just seeing himalive and well and to not care about her grade or position in Passione.
Since then, he starts to hang around her more and, aftersome time, he finds himself to sincerely enjoy her company. He never felt soloved and accepted in all his life. She knows his tastes, what makes him happyand what saddens him, she can read his smallest expressions’ shifts and hisbody language. She’s always here for him when he needs help and she drags himaway from his office, when he has worked for too much time, to put him in bedor simply take him to enjoy some real sunlight and the Naples’ fresh seabreeze. She’s his rock and major support in his life as Don, almost the motherhe never had, his most and sincere friend and the woman he sincerely loves.
Fluff headcannons pls. C, E and L with Newt Scamander :3
Cuddle (Are they cuddly people? How do they like to hug/ be hugged?)
Newt isn’t one to initiate hugs. He’s very self conscious, and while he may enjoy relaxing with you curled up into his side, he’s always worried that you may not want to cuddle at the time, despite your insisting he should just ask. As such you’ve taken to paying a lot of attention to when he may want to cuddle, but not say it.
He’s even less comfortable in public, he’d much rather condense the public affection to glances rather than openly showing his emotions to the world.
Ecstatic (name one thing that always gets them excited)
Going new places, whether it be a new restaurant or a new country, Newt absolutely loves new experiences, and he absolutely delights in going to them with you. There is nothing more magical, in his mind, than your look of awe when you witness something new. It inspires him both with his work and personal life and it just makes everything in his life seem perfect.
Love (How do they show love physically, verbally, etc.?)
Newt isn’t great with verbal representations of his love. Sure, he tries to get compliments in here and there, and he can’t help but tell you how gorgeous you are when you’re wearing something nice, but it’s generally filled with a bit of stuttering an stammering as he struggles for words.
The best way he can show his love is through his trust. Whether it be with his creatures or by allowing you to take the lead and take him to places he would never go otherwise, his trust for you is the best way he can show how much he cares.
Um, I saw you wanted to hear about self ships so uh,,, I find a lot of comfort in shipping myself with Pol bc,,, he's a genuinely fun man, he's got a beeg heart, and I think he'd be also a great lover and,,, I want him to hold me like all the time??? Idk I just love him sm 👉👈
yes, i do wanna hear about self ships, those give me serenity ♡ let me tell you bro, polnareff do be a great lover and he uses all of his skills as a lover to love you. he'd never say no to holding you all the time, what do you think those strong arms are made for? his heart is devoted to you when you're with him, i can guarantee it to you.
