#I love mista sm

[just-a-shark333]

I just know that mista has such amazing story telling abilities

Like, he could be telling you about how he did his laundry that day and make it sound like the most interesting thing ever

[justsayapple]

Besties night out 💅 (another Jojo's redraw lol)

[hopelesslovebug]

@naramisweek day 3

i love to indulge in stupid jjba names

[fairoreh]

[killupops]

Mista when he gets cyber bullied

[mousemousiee]

The skrunklies

[sucking-profile-characters-toes]

AHHH HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY TO MY SUGAR BOOGER <3 MY POOKIE MY LITTLE SKEEMPIE EEMPIE, MY IDIOT, MY DUMB DUMB MAN

[sheila--e]

I don't think I've said this before but. Sheila's canon design makes me laugh so fucking hard. Because Kouhei describes her all She Is Covered In Facial Scars; There Is No Sign Of Shame About Them, Rather, She Seems Prideful. She Has Wild Feral Animal-Like Eyes: They're Always Surveying, And Always Aware. Her Physical Abilities Are Beyond That Of Anyone Her Age, Yet Her Features Are Also Young, They Betray The Truth: She Is Just A Child... And the illustration by Araki was like. ahh ok she's kinda like a dog... and he made a Shiba gijinka with David Bowie makeup on. hello

[maiaczy]

Hi!! Im glad you’re feeling motivated to draw! And since your asking for requests: maybe something with Josuke and Okuyasu or Mista

But I’d love to see anything tbh

I just get very excited when any of the artists I follow get hit with the urge to draw

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

Thank you sm for the request and the kind words!! Here're the Morioh bros celebrating new year's

Bonus:

[ddarker-dreams]

Scarlet ribbons but she is the one telling the boys how she thinks they are super pretty/handsome/etc.

(Ps love your writing sm, it cheered me up alot after i had a rough day yesterday uwu)

WAHH WHAT AN ADORABLE IDEA.... it's what they deserve tbh... my favs from part 5 are like the only people who get to be happy on this blog hrjktmger and i'm so glad that my writing helped cheer you up, i hope that the past few days have been treating you better!!

Reader is referred to as girlfriend here!

[Scarlet Ribbons index]

Giorno

He gets the cutest blush that he tries to hide by covering his face with his hand and clearing his throat. Passione's Don, who remains unwavering in the face of death, can't handle his beloved heaping praises upon him. No matter how suave he may act, your relationship is his first foray into romance. There's a slight shakiness to his voice when he returns your compliment. It doesn't help that there's this glint in your eye that tells him you'll be using this newfound knowledge to your advantage. He supposes it's only fair, considering his penchant for teasing you whenever possible, but maybe he'll go easy on you after learning how it feels. That isn't to say he dislikes your kind words — more so that the temporary loss in his composure is a strange sensation. Strange, yet not unwelcome.

Bruno

Your serious Capo melts on the spot at such ardent praise — he can feel Cupid's arrow piercing him in real time. He takes a moment to recollect himself, before wondering aloud what brought this on. When you point out that he compliments you all the time without any real reason, he puts his hands up in defense, conceding to your argument. If you're in public, he'll limit his response to a warm thank you. Should you be away from prying eyes, however, he'll pull you into an embrace. It serves a dual purpose. You won't be able to see the pink dusting his cheeks and he gets to wrap you up in his arms. You really are the light of his life, he'll tell you. As unconventional as the lifestyle you both lead is, it's moments like this where he delights in a shred of normalcy.

Fugo

His overactive brain temporarily short circuits. Fugo is the type to blush up to his ears, no matter how vehemently he denies it. This poor guy considers you infinitely out of his league and immediately assumes you broke the espresso machine or something and want to soften the blow by using flattery. He sputters for a few moments before his tongue recalls how to properly form coherent words. He'll downright ask what angle you're trying to use here. He isn't used to receiving compliments without the other person having an end goal in mind. Once it's clear you just felt like letting him know, he takes deep breaths to calm his heart, which he can hear thumping loudly. Fugo then starts saying that objectively speaking, you are far more aesthetically pleasing, and starts lifting off some mathematical terms that fly over your head.

Mista

Mista points at himself and says "Me?" just to make sure he heard you right. This is a big moment for him. It isn't that he doubts your physical attraction to him, but hearing it confirmed out loud in your sweet voice is a real treat. He'll sling an arm around your shoulder and drops the line, "You're not so bad yourself", because he thinks it sounds cool. Mista wants to maintain his laidback air, but when you say stuff like that, his stomach does soumersalts and his hands start sweating. He has this big goofy grin and confident gait the remainder of the day. The one trade off (in his opinion) is that the Pistols start swarming about, insisting that you pay them equal praise. Chaos ensues until you appease their neediness for your validation. It is his soul made manifest, after all.

Narancia

Narancia does a little fist pump and starts cheering internally. Although, if you called him pretty, he might pause and get petulant. He totally exudes machismo, he'll insist. He'll warm up to the compliment eventually, though, but he won't admit it. Regardless, he's hype about it. His energy skyrockets the rest of the day. He's all over you, peppering your face with kisses, picking you up and twirling you around, he's on cloud nine. He considers it his personal mission to shower you in praise and this only reaffirms the creed. He'll go up to random people in public, point at you, and say stuff like, "Isn't she so cute? That's my girlfriend, yeah, that pretty lady over there. Do you see her? Just look at her, she's amazing, the coolest ever, did you know she—" and on and on he'll go.

Abbacchio

Similar to Fugo, he initially assumes that you're trying to butter him up. He'll wryly ask what you intend to cajole him into doing. When you huff and insist that this is a no strings attached compliment, he'll study you, since he knows the many tells that signify you're lying. Upon realizing you're being genuine, he'll grumble a few words of gratitude and leave it at that. Don't let his composure fool you — his heart is pounding away like he's a hormonal teenager again. He will lie awake that night, your words repeating on a loop without his Stand's assistance, floating in this warm and fuzzy sensation. Abbacchio might not be the best with his words, but he swears an oath to compliment you properly the next time he sees you.

[kimbap-r0ll]

Hello! Can I request the Bucci Gang (jjba) with an s/o who’s never smiled before due to past trauma? However during the fight with the Boss (Diavolo), their s/o gets fatally injured but right before they die, they finally smile for the first time in years at said Bucci Gang character and say something along the lines of; “Thank you, for everything you’ve done for me…” before passing away due to blood loss(?)

Can the characters be separated too plz? Ty!

Hey! Omg, noo this is so sad ;-; I love angst but I love these characters sm it's gonna hurt writing this haha. This started to get super long so I might need to separate this into two posts. Here’s the first three characters tho!

Giorno, Bruno, Mista x s/o who smiles for the first/last time

Giorno

He knew you would survive, at least that's what he kept thinking to himself. You were witty, able to defend yourself against all of the assassins that were sent to kill the group, and you utilized your stand ability to make sure you would succeed. You had saved him once before too during the fight on the plane to Sardinia. However, he didn't calculate exactly how devastating King Crimson would be until it was too late

You joined the group at the same time as he did. Both of you were slightly reserved, not as chaotic as some of the other mafia members but also not too aloof. You two also got along because of similar interests. However, one thing he noted was that you didn't smile, he saw you laugh once when you saw the dance Mista, Narancia, and Fugo had been practicing before, but that was it. He would be lying if he said he didn't feel slightly dizzy when you stood close to him.

Giorno never asked you about your past, but it was brought up when you two were in the car with Bruno and Mista when battling the mad doctor Cioccolata and his partner Secco. You had mentioned you had something happen to you, perhaps you were left alone most of the time as a child like Giorno was, or you witnessed a horrible fight between two rivaling gangs. Whatever it was, you tried to brush it off by downplaying your childhood and saying "it's fine though, I'm feeling better with you all." Giorno was probably the one to tell you that you shouldn't be ashamed of what you had to go through, it was something that shouldn't have happened of course but you couldn't have the past haunt you forever. He was about to confess at that moment that he would want to go on a coffee outing with you, perhaps when the whole fight against Diavolo was over, but that was cut short with a corpse flying into the window of the car

Either way, here you two were now, at the Colosseum. It was fitting for a final duel, between the Devil himself one might argue. What made things worse was how Silver Chariot Requiem had switched all of your bodies around, and now you weren't sure who you supposed to trust and who was, well, the boss himself. You had taken the body of a random civilian that had made the poor decision to sneak into the Colosseum when the fight started. Just when it seemed like you could breathe and calm down from the chaos, you felt something grab you and throw you up against the stone wall. It was so fast, like time had skipped to the result of the assault that you could only feel a piercing pain coursing through your entire body. Then, you felt blood trickling down your face. It would be a few minutes too late before the rest of the gang found you.

The rest of the team had been split up from you without knowing where you were. Giorno, who was usually calm and collected, was starting to panic a little bit. Time skipped, he knew it because the blood droplets from his finger suddenly went from two to five out of nowhere. This worried the rest of the team, you would have to be close by. That was when Trish (who's soul had taken Mista's body) pointed at you and shouted someone had gotten hurt.

"Y/n!" The group rushed towards you, realizing it was you when you tried to pull out your stand but it immediately dissipated. "No, no, you have to stay awake. Hold on," Giorno was the one to rush to you first, he knew his stand would be able to patch you up, but at the same time, the blood loss from your wound could be even worse inside your body. Coughing, you tell him not to worry about you, that it wasn't likely you were going to make it out alive. Swearing in Italian, Giorno tells you not to give up, but you take his hand, telling him that it was alright.

"I like seeing you smile more," you coughed, clearly the impact was in your chest, you couldn't really see him because of you losing consciousness. That was when he saw you trying to smile, slowly pulling the corners of your lips upward in a sad farewell, you smiled at him. "Th-thank you...I'm sorry I wasn't able to do much, but I want you to know...I truly enjoyed spending time with you and everyone else. T...take care...take down Diavolo..."

That was the last thing he heard from you before you stopped breathing. He thought he could help heal the wounds but it was too late. Knowing that the fight wasn't over, he tried to hold back tears, placing a caste kiss on your forehead before standing back up and looking back at the team. "We know he's around, he shouldn't be too far," Giorno tried to sound level, but Trish noticed his eyes were slightly teary. If anything, Giorno wanted to make sure Diavolo received the worst punishment possible after what he did to you and the family he found.

Bruno

He was a dead man walking when it was time to fight Diavolo, he knew his time was basically up. However, he didn't want to see anyone die, he wanted to be the last one to say farewell. After Abbacchio's passing, he swore he would never let anyone else in the team suffer a painful death.

He recruited you around the same time as Fugo, but you two had known each other before that. Both of you lived in the town near the sea, with your parents being local bakers and Bruno's father being a fisher. At first, he didn't want you to be part of the mafia world at all, you were too kind. But after an incident with a rivaling gang that you happened to be in the collision of, you insisted you would make a good team partner. While he wanted you to recover by staying out of the Italian underworld, eventually he agreed under the condition you two would help take down the drug dealing businesses.

He remembers you smiling from his childhood, but he was saddened that you never smiled after the run-in with the other gang. He still had a lot of conversations and a lot of good memories with you after that, but the only thing missing was that warm, peaceful smile. He hoped he would see it again, but until then remained focused on his work in Passione. Bruno's feelings likely first started before you two were part of Passione, but he didn't think about it too hardly. He would likely start wondering if he should really tell you how he feels after Giorno joins the team and after you two have worked for some time together.

Bruno never told you what happened in Venice when he suddenly declared he was going to betray the Boss. You followed him, but when you asked him what had happened and if he was alright, he gave you a soft smile and said not to worry about him. He would keep it a secret from you, and when you were in the Coco Jumbo with Trish during the fight against Cioccolata, he hoped you hadn't heard him talking to Giorno about how he was now a walking corpse. During the time after he was basically killed by King Crimson, he did wonder what it would have been like if you two were normal civilians, perhaps he would have asked you out on a date and you two might have had a stroll by the beach.

In the fight at the Colosseum, you split up with Bruno and you were with Giorno. When Chariot Requiem's ability came into effect, the first thing he did was make sure you were alright. He didn't know whose body you had taken, but he tried to call out your name. While he was looking for you on his own, time suddenly skipped. Diavolo was still close by. Bruno's known for being level-headed, but in this moment he started to feel panicked. Were you alright? Was Diavolo fighting with you and the rest of the gang? He got the answers to his question when he turned one of the corners of the many gates at the ancient structure. You looked like you almost had a whole to your chest only it was your shoulder that was agape. You were bleeding from your head and you looked like you were about to pass out. "Y/N!"

At first, you look afraid, trying to move away from Bruno because of his appearance as the boss. Even when he called out your name and tried to take you into his arms, you mumbled a "n-no" before coughing violently. After multiple times of telling you it was really Bucciarati, you allow him to embrace you. He told you to hang on, not to lose your focus and for you to keep close to him. Bruno looked around to see if there was anyone close by, but he couldn't find a single person. Surely Giorno, or Polnareff even, was close by, right? Carrying you bridal style, he now tries to find the rest of his teammates.

That was when suddenly he felt a cold hand tap at his shoulder. You looked so weak, you were losing so much blood. But it was here that you looked up at him with teary eyes and gave him what he had wanted to see for so long — your smile. "Sorry it had to be this way, I should have been...more careful," your voice was hoarse, like you were choked up from the tears. "I wish I could have gone back to the shore with you, but you'll have to go for me alone." "Don't say that, you're going to make it out alive!" Bruno knew it was a slim chance, but a chance nonetheless. He didn't want to give up, he couldn't see you leave him, not before he could tell you

"T-this isn't a goodbye...just a see you later...T-thank you for letting me by your side all these years, I really think...I fell in love with you." With that, you were gone. Before he could say anything, before he could give you a kiss you left with such a peaceful expression. Bruno's vision went blurry, tears rolled down. When Giorno and the team found him again, they also found you. Explanations aside, the team moved swiftly to once again track down the Boss. But while the rest of the team were busy looking for the arrow and the Devil himself, Bruno couldn't help but wonder, how soon was it really that he was going to see you again. You asked him to live long and healthy, but it seemed like he would be seeing you on the last train home too.

Mista

You had joined before Mista and the first thing he had done when he saw you was, well, flirt. He really thought he was going to get you blushing, but you just rolled your eyes and told him to leave you alone. While on most occasions he would have done just that and went about his day, you two were a. stuck together in the same gang, and b. he kind of liked your attitude.

Surprisingly, you two would start to get along. His jokes couldn't really get you smiling, but you did give a few laughs here and there, so he thought he was at least winning some of your attention. While he was planning to tell you how he felt with a more serious (and expensive) date, you were the one to confess you liked him, but you said "I like you as well" as if you knew what he was going to say. When asked about it, you said during a mission Number 1 told you in secret while he was too busy focusing on the rest of his stand.

The entire gang thought it was kinda cute. Would Narancia and Fugo tease Mista about it? Yes. Would Abbacchio as well? Yes. Either way, you two enjoyed each others' company a lot, but Mista wondered if you ever smiled. He didn't really ask you to, nor did he want you to force yourself to smile when you didn't want to, but he did ask. You tried to make it brief, that it was something from your family relations that snapped the ability to smile away from you. He promised he was going to make you smile again though, saying he would make sure those past nightmares don't keep haunting you. Either way, he wanted to be the most supportive boyfriend he could be. However, nothing could prepare him for what was going to happen.

With the introduction of Giorno and Trish, the direction of the gang started to shift. Soon enough, you and your friends were fighting the Boss himself and assassins seemed to follow your every move. You mostly helped Mista during the fights and giving his bullets encouragement (especially no.5). He definitely talked to you about a life after the overthrowing of Diavolo but before that he also tried to make you smile. He didn’t ask what it was that caused you to not feel comfortable smiling, but he promised he would make you smile one day. Mista just didn’t know that would be the last smile he would see from you as well.

During the fight, you were separated from the rest of the team. Diavolo had managed to find you and target you as one of the traitors he would make an example of. When you were least expecting it, a hand suddenly grabbed your hair and threw you upwards. The next thing you knew was your arm was torn off. It was like time was going in skips and you had a horrible feeling it had to do with the Boss. You tried to fight him but it was to no avail. Mista would find you as he ran looking for you with the rest of the team. “Y/N!” Everyone ran towards your almost lifeless body, Mista taking you into his arms and telling you to not lose consciousness yet. “You can’t die, Giorno can patch you up and—“

“It’s okay, the boss is near you guys have to finish the job,” you stopped him, your breath ragged and your voice weak. He looked at you with tearful eyes, shaking his head and saying he couldn’t let go of you yet. “I’ve had the happiest moments with you,” reaching up to his face, you cupped his cheek. “I love you so much, thank you for everything.” With that, you were gone, you smiled at him with tears sliding down your cheeks before you collapsed in his arms. He didn’t know what to say, what to do. Was he supposed to scream? He just sat there, holding you and looking with disbelief.

After the fight he would continue to work with Giorno. However everyone who talked to him would hear his voice in a slightly tired tone. He spoke of a special someone, talking about them with a sense of longing. He missed you everyday, talking about you to whoever would listen to him. He truly made you smile, but oh what he would do to see you smile once more.

[hopelesslovebug]

let me be cringey for two seconds ok ? ok. i made a jjba oc,his name is pesca and i love him dearly and you should totally look at him

[psychoc1ty]

✧.* - "hey there."

summary: you run into johnny at a bar, and he's already wanting to know you more.

warnings: drinking, smut, sort of (??) rough sex, dirty talk, aftercare at the end

a/n: this song has me on my knees. enjoy. also thank you river for giving me this smut idea i love u sm. and also if this is short I'm sorry </3

wc: 1146 words

sdt: @riverstalents and @annapresley8 !

you went to a bar with some of your friends, and it was a popular one in town. it was crowded, and the music was blaring. your friends were constantly having to yell at each other to talk.

you wore a laced dress, and you didn't put on much. what was the occasion?

your friends already had drinks with them. you didn't. you only got one for right now, because you don't wanna get drunk right off the bat.

when you went to go get one, you saw women hardly wearing anything, and they were full on drunk. running into people, making out with other guys, etc. you looked away, and you finally made it to the bartender.

"one shot, please," you asked. the bartender got right to work. he was quick with it. he had it done a few seconds right after you asked. you only wanted just a swig of alcohol. the bartender looked at you and saw the shot was small, "do you want another? or a beer by chance?" you didn't mind a beer, you took it.

you grabbed it and tried to find your friends, until you ran into a guy. some of your beer spilt, and so did his, "oh my god. i'm so so sorry." he tilted his head at you, "oh, you're good, doll! no worries." you didn't even know him, and you already started to feel things.

you looked up at him, and he was very attractive. black haired, brown eyes popping out his sunglasses, and a nice body shape. he smiled at you, "so what's your name?" you replied back, "y/n, you?" his smile formed into a grin, "pretty name for a pretty girl, i'm johnny."

you felt yourself start to blush a bit, from the way johnny was flirting with you. johnny apologized for an action you mostly did, "i'm sorry if i got your beer on your dress." you looked down, "did i get my beer on you? because you didn't get any on me. i mostly think this was my fault."

johnny rubbed your shoulder, "you're good, hon'."

you two talked for a bit, and you forgot about your friends. you were so focused on you and johnny's conversation. but all you could tell is that johnny was scanning you up and down.

"also, quick question, do you have a ride home?" he asked, and you took a sigh of relief, "i'm so fucking happy you asked that, because i don't." that's when johnny got you and him out of there.

you both got into the car, and he left, "that place is sometimes a torture, trust me." you nodded at him. the skirt of your dress started to ride up your thigh as he was driving home, and of course, johnny noticed. he just gave a quick smirk.

once you two got to his house and left the car, you went inside. you looked around, that was until you were picked up by johnny. you gasped, "johnny!" it's like he ran away with you. he took you to the bedroom, laid you down, and got on top of you. he started a makeout session with you. johnny seemed desperate for you, and he was.

he moved down your body, leaving some love bites on your neck and chest. your moans were letting out like crazy, "marking me already?" johnny released a chuckle, "oh yes, baby."

afterwards, the way he was rubbing on your body up and down, could tell you that he was desperate for you, it was definite by now. were you that perfect to him? yes. he was rushing to take your clothes off, then went back up to you, "wanna take this off for me? let me see this pretty body, yeah?" you shot a smirk at him, "anything for you, johnny."

he got up off of you, and he just watched you slip your dress off. you only wore panties under your dress, and another smirk decorated johnny's face. he ran his index finger from your lower abdomen, reaching under your panties.

"you're so wet.. so good," he moaned in pleasure. you looked at his lower body, already seeing him start to rise. the way johnny rubbed you, hell he couldn't resist himself. he took your panties off, and he let you kick them off, "good god, doll.."

you whimpered as the air hit your naked body, add in johnny rubbing you. he took his fingers away, and you whined. it was only so he could take his pants off. he couldn't restrain himself anymore, and you knew he couldn't. you watched him as he did.

he took it all off, and looked down at you again. johnny smirked, "i wanna fuck you so badly." you bit your lip, "do it then. i want it rude." he chuckled, and caressed your thigh, "i think i can do that."

johnny aligned himself with you, then going in. you felt a coarse of adrenaline run through your veins as you felt him in you for the first time.

he held onto one of your shoulders, as started to rock his hips back and forth into you. you already let a moan elicit from you, and your hands reached his back. johnny nibbled your earlobe, "your pussy wraps so good around me." you grinned.

his change of pace starting to raise, your nails digged into his back. your head tilted back, with your teeth biting your lip, "fuck, johnny..!" all he did during this time was make you feel good. you never felt this way in a long time.

"i'm glad i'm making you feel good, baby. a girl like you deserves this," johnny groaned as he continuously pounded into you. moans kept escaping your body, "k... keep going.. please!" you always used your manners like he wanted. and he kept going.

your orgasm kept reaching further, getting you close to the edge. johnny's pleasure was overstimulating your sensitive spot, but you still felt the best you could. you let out as much moans you could as you were close, "johnny! i think i'm getting close.."

johnny nibbled your earlobe, "mm, well tell me when you're gonna cum, okay?" you nodded in understanding. johnny continued to pound into you like some crash dummy, and that only made your orgasm grow quicker.

you gave him a warning, "i.. i'm gonna cum!" then you did. he smirked, "good girl.." then he came right after you.

johnny pulled out of you, both of you out of breath. you were panting, johnny went beside you and did the same thing, "you did good for me, i hope you know that." you chuckled, "thank you for making me feel like something. you did it exactly the way i wanted it."

you already knew johnny was good at this stuff when you took the first look.

[tonberry-yoda]

Hi! Aaa omg congrats on 600 followers, thank you for blessing us everyday with your talent, and I hope it's okay if I do the lil event thing, so Mista and for the word Jealousy? (But not in an angsty way, in a Funny/are you jealous teasing way) thank you sm sm💕 I hope your blog will grow even more! :)

hello my dear!!! i love getting requests from you so so much ill have you know :) literally i am so excited to get to your other requests!!! thank you so much for the lovely words as well it means EVERYTHING to me. to have a lovely supporter like you warms my heart, so thank you for being here for me my dear!! i hope you have an amazing day and enjoy this lovely short fic of this adorable idea :)

WARNINGS: f!reader, suggestive????

this is post writing this tonberry. bro, this is THE BEST THING I HAVE WRITTEN THIS WEEK. thank you again for the idea and i really hope you like it as much as i do. ily <3 stay hydrated!!!

You slipped the tight dress over your head and looked at yourself in the mirror for a moment. You don't remember the last time you saw yourself look like this. Your boobs were pushed much higher then you have had them before and you were showing a lot more leg then you think you've ever shown. You were so used to wearing suits and casual attire working for the passione.

You put your hands on your hips and gave yourself a side glance. You couldn't believe you were going to be going on a mission alone... looking like... this. You sighed and finished up your makeup before walking out of the room, Mista immediately blushing.

"W-Woah, y/n," he quickly took his eyes off of your exposed figure and played with his fingernails. "Are you seriously going on a mission like that?"

"Hey," you said, putting your hands up in defense. "Bruno's the one who got the dress, this is not my fault."

Mista finally built the courage to look up at you again, his face turning bright red. "D-Damn."

"What?" You cooed in a teasy voice, walking over to him.

"D-Don't." He averted his eyes as you got closer, putting a perfectly manicured nail under his chin, making him look at you.

"Don't... what?" You giggled, seeing Mista swallow.

"I-"

He trailed off when you pressed a kiss to his lips, leaving a slight smudge of bright red lipstick.

"Gesù Cristo." He muttered under his breath, his eyes not leaving your smoky ones.

"Well," you said, standing to your full height. "I really should get going."

"In that?!" Mista asked again, grabbing your wrist. "But what if... other people will... I... Other people will be looking at you." He finally blurt out.

"What Mista?" You smirked. "Jealous?"

~~~~~

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@tonberry-yoda

[antagonisht]

guido mista i love you sm. king of trying to go back to where you used to live only to find out youve changed too much to stay

[shiftingfairy]

2010s model/cod housewife dr moodboard aesthetic

(I cannot wait to shift here and be a model bro omggg, also in my dr yk how there’s Brazilian bombshells and Russian dolls ? In my dr there’s soulaan beauts which is basically black supermodels from soulaan (more about that coming soon) which obviously includes me and my sistas from other mistas and mrssssss UGHHH I CANT WAIT TO SHIFT TO THIS DR (and to also see Ghost, Soap, and König fine asses 🎀) LIKE THIS DR BOUTA EATTTT) (I’m so sorry I just love this dr sm and love to info dump about it 😭)