#can't wait to see more of fugo

[ddarker-dreams]

BRILLIANT fucking idea: SR reader insinuating/offhandedly admitting… she has never been intimate. everyone hearing it like 🧍🏾‍♀️ how do you mean. idk j the flustered bashfulness of suddenly being like “wajt wait if im her bf ,,, im her first love”

SCREAMINGGGGG

[Scarlet Ribbons index]

Giorno

Giorno is a bit strange because he almost wishes he had a predecessor to analyze (and completely outshine). He isn’t disappointed per se, he’s not that weird, but having more study material never hurts. Positive relationships are foreign to him, since he’s been distant from others most of his life. He got along with people well enough — he just preferred his own company. Now that he’s had a taste of your company, he’s keen on making it a lifelong occurrence. Overhearing this admission has him wondering if traditional courting methods don’t do much for you. Or, more realistically, that they go over your pretty head. He's witnessed you interpreting the gang's flirtations as platonic. Consequently, he gives considerable thought to ensuring this isn't a fate that befalls him. Corny as it sounds, his new dream is to stand beside you as your husband. He's chasing this goal without abandon.

Bruno

Bruno feels immensely guilty for eavesdropping on a conversation involving something so personal, but he couldn't help himself. An immense weight feels like it's been lifted from his shoulders upon learning you haven't gotten romantically involved with anyone before. This relief is followed up with sharp self-condemnation — as your leader, he shouldn't get involved with your personal affairs. Maintaining any professional distance is difficult though, especially when you're so likable. People are naturally drawn to you and he's no different. That's why this revelation comes as a surprise, albeit a good one. He tells himself he'd be happy for you if you loved someone else... however, deep down, he knows the regret would eat him alive. He struggles to concentrate the rest of the day. His mind keeps wandering back to thoughts of you, specifically, finding solace in one another’s warmth. The most innocent thoughts make his heart flutter, the man is smitten.

Fugo

Fugo almost renounces his atheism — perhaps there is a God after all. Then he's reminded that you're completely out of his league, submersing him back into the Nietzsche headspace. His self-esteem isn't the best, so the way he looks at it is if no one else was good enough to catch your attention, what chance did he have? It's a miracle you even put him with him. He's blunt, stubborn, and easy to agitate, yet you're one of the few people alive who don't treat him like a ticking time bomb. When his initial pessimism dies down, he fantasizes about you getting flustered by things like a first kiss. It's a cute mental image. Would you fidget? Accidentally bump heads and apologize? Get sweaty palms? Before he knows it, he's invented an entire storyline in his head. It's mushy enough that he struggles to look you in the eye the next time he sees you.

Mista

Mista pretends he knew it all along, as if the Pistols hadn't kept him awake multiple nights, speculating over your relationship status. The little fellas held full-blown debates. Since he's a chill, go-with-the-flow type of guy, he wouldn't have turned green with envy had he learned you former lovers. If they brought you happiness, who is he to hold it against them? Regardless, he can't deny his budding excitement. Should you reciprocate his feelings, you'll experience all your firsts with him. Those initial milestones are the moments that stick with people throughout their life. It's your first kiss in particular that he'd like to have for himself. He intends to sweep you off your feet — literally. It's got to be like those old Hollywood flicks he grew up watching, or what's the point?

Narancia

Narancia has to stop himself from audibly cheering. The multiple abandonments he underwent in the past has him latching onto the few people remaining in his life. This includes you, naturally. You've brought him so much joy, the risk of losing that, losing you, it's a fear that eats away at him. He worries that if you had exes, you might compare him to them and determine he's subpar. Then he'd be cast aside like trash as he had been multiple times before. These insecurities nourish his possessive tendencies. Learning that he has no exes to fend off is a great relief because he would've defended you viciously. It isn't until later that he daydreams over the more innocent implications, like being your first (and only!) boyfriend. He gets so preoccupied by the thought that he walks into a few walls.

Abbacchio

He's actually surprised to learn about this. He considers using Moody Blues so he can hear the entire conversation, but decides against it, believing it to be an intrusion of your privacy. Abbacchio's of the opinion that to maximize your happiness, you should find love outside of Passione. He wants that for you, and yet... his heart physically aches whenever the possibility crosses his mind. What's the alternative, then? Would he make for a suitable partner? He finds the mere possibility laughable. Your brightness would be engulfed by the gaping maw that is his existence. He considers this an empirical truth, not some 'woe is me' sentiment. Ultimately, anytime your love life (or lack of one) is brought up, he distracts himself, so as not to fixate on his shortcomings.

[bajibitch]

They find out you love them.

Bruno, Fugo, Giorno, and Leone

Bruno - “as much as I want to be selfish, I have to tell you the truth. Especially since I love you too.”

He loved the thought of having you forever, but it wasn’t worth it if he could lose you. That's why he hid his feelings up till then. After you confessed he sat you down and told you about the danger that’ll come with dating a capo, even the reality that he won’t always be beside you. Sure, you could hide the relationship but it’ll only be a matter of time before his enemies put the puzzle together. But if you insist on taking the risk, after your only warning, he’ll gladly allow it and do all he can to protect you.

Fugo - “why didn’t you tell me?”

He asked after eavesdropping on your conversation with Guido, who excused himself. He hoped that you weren’t afraid of him because he loved being around you and the sweet energy you’d bring. He had many outbursts, it’s human to give in to the twinge of anger now and then, but he wouldn't do that to you. Unless you deserved it but it’d never get to that point because his love is gentle, soft, and leaves you wanting more. You didn’t have to hide the truth any longer since he was willing to try if you were.

Giorno - “you don’t have to agree to this now, but I’ll be waiting for you when you’re ready.”

When Leone mentioned your crush on him he was flattered, until he saw you speed walking to the exit. It didn’t hurt that you felt embarrassed to admit it. He was bothered by a sweet confession being taken from him. You probably spent weeks thinking of an approach just for it to be squandered by the purple witch. To make up for what was lost, a few days later he went to your home bearing gifts of things he saw you enjoy. He told you all the wonderful things he’d ever thought about you and said that he’d love to see how far it could go when you’re ready.

Leone - “you can't just say stuff like that out of nowhere.”

The two of you were having a nice day out, going to random shops in your neighborhood, the usual stuff and you said the words. He didn't mean to step on the brakes and possibly give you whiplash, you took him by surprise. His grip was tight on the wheel, his face bright red and his eyes staring down. You loved him, your heart yearned for him, but you meant it in a platonic way that time. But you weren't going to miss the opportunity to start a relationship ;)

[yanderes-galore]

Also another yandere concept for Narancia because again Yandere potential

Sure! Just a warning, I started this late at night because I couldn't sleep and didn't want to wait, so spelling and grammar may be incorrect. Decided to cover overall behavior and tendencies more than an actual plot.

Yandere! Narancia Ghirga Concept

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Clingy behavior, Anger issues, Stalking, Manipulation, Jealousy, Violence, Delusional behavior, Possessive behavior, Overprotective behavior, Threats, Blood, Murder implied, Dubious companionship/relationship.

Narancia could be considered a very clingy and volatile yandere.

He's had a tough upbringing and would definitely be overly attached to someone he likes.

His behavior and Stand bring up some things to consider with him being a yandere.

For example, he can use Aerosmith to stalk you by tracking your breathing.

Narancia doesn't even have to be all that close and the ability means you can't leave easily.

Narancia is a yandere you have to be careful around.

I say this due to his temper that can change rather quickly.

He most likely shares this trait with Fugo, but Narancia is more childish.

Narancia may be rough at times, yet he's endlessly loyal.

When obsessed with you he's determined to win over your attention.

Even as an adult in this concept he retains childish behavior.

An example of this is being temperamental and overly upset when jealous.

Due to his temper I wouldn't be surprised if he attacked someone for being too close to you.

It just seems to be his nature.

Narancia is often a handful for his obsession.

He values the bond he has with his obsession and is scared of possible betrayal.

Which makes him nervous that he'll lose your attention.

While Narancia is primarily an unnerving and terrifying yandere, he's so sweet with you.

Sweet to the point others wouldn't suspect a thing.

He's unnerving, threatening, and aggressive with others.

Yet with you he clings to you, all smiles and sweetness.

Even Fugo is perplexed when Narancia is around his favorite person.

Narancia may also be delusional with you, convinced you feel the same about him.

He works as either platonic or romantic, his core yandere is pretty much the same regardless.

Said core yandere is clingy, volatile, and manipulative.

He definitely acts childish when you have to leave him alone.

He often complains and pouts when you tell him you have to go.

Even when you leave he still sends Aerosmith to track you.

When you're away from Narancia, others notice him and see him not being as excited as usual.

He really is at his best (and worse) with you by his side.

Which is why he manipulates you into staying with him as long as possible.

His most terrifying factor is his violent nature.

He always has a switch blade on him and is rather quick to pull it out on people.

The moment anyone says something about you near Narancia, he listens.

Negative or positive, Narancia wants others to keep your name out of their mouths.

He may just cut their tongue out to prevent that.

The thing is, Narancia doesn't seem like he'd be a bad yandere.

But he is.

He's incredibly possessive.

It's to the point he'll threaten or even harm those too close to you.

He works in a gang, he's used to this sort of thing since he was young.

He can be terrifying to someone he doesn't like... then immediately come up to you all smiles.

Oh he adores you.

Finding blood on his clothes isn't new.

You just have to silently hope that he didn't kill some poor soul.

Although, if he wanted that to happen and you not to know about it...

He could always just use Aerosmith.

Fugo may confront Narancia about his obsession, but he only gets told off by his friend.

It's not weird...

Not in Narancia's eyes, at least.

It's dangerous out there, Narancia following you home is just to make sure you get there safely.

Same reason when he uses Aerosmith to guard you!

You just seem to... understand Narancia, which is why you're the one he clings to.

He doesn't seem like he'd kidnap, he seems more into following you around.

He wants you to have some freedom... you wouldn't like him otherwise.

Plus, anyone who gets too close usually ends up with an irritated Narancia confronting them.

Narancia is very needy when it comes to affection and definitely enjoys physical affection.

Things like hugs (alternatively kisses) are things he enjoys.

If anyone has an issue seeing him being affectionate with you, you can guess what happens.

So overall, Narancia is definitely a temperamental and childish yandere who clings to his darling.

He hates to share and will do anything to keep your attention on him.

No one can take you from him once he's attached...

Not unless they want a switchblade in the chest or a barrage of bullets through their flesh.

"Oi, where are you going!? Don't leave yet...! Please stay longer!"

[jojosbizzarewife]

SCREW EVERYTHING I refuse to die without knowing which bois would let you peg them🫣🫣

@joestarfoundation, you're my soulmate & I love the way you think 🥰

Who lets you peg them

Blease, I'm Pegging you

Jonathan, Speedwagon, Joseph, Kars, Wammu, Esidisi, Polnareff, Avdol, Josuke, Okuyasu, Rohan, Kira, Bruno, Abbachio, Mista, Fugo, Illuso, Formaggio, Ghiaccio, Melone, Anasui, Johnghalli A, Pucci, Johnny, Diego, Gappy

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Jonathan

He would try it, if you asked. Would probably want a small, smooth, silicone toy.

Speedwagon

Enthusiastic yes! Lots of people don't know this, but the Speedwagon Foundation has a "Sexual Health & Wellness" division.

Joseph

Approaches you with this suggestion. Already owns a pegging dildo and bought harness that he thinks would look amazing on you.

Kars

Doesn't ask, just assumes you two will end up doing it at one point. The type of guy God to have a custom made dildo for you to peg him. It's an idol of himself, he has it on display when it's not in use.

Wammu

Is definitely open to the idea (not like he hasn't done it before). However, he prefers to save it for special occasions. Moans and whimpers the whole time - everyone in the neighborhood will hear him.

Esidisi

More than willing and eager to take on any challenge you're willing to give him. Goes to the store with you to pick out a sturdy harness and a set of dildos. You have to convince him to get one smaller than 10" to start with.

Polnareff

Oui oui, ma cherie! Flattered that you would even ask - horrified that you think he would ever say no to you. If you find a silver dildo to match Silver Chariot, he would die of happiness right then.

Avdol

"YES, I AM INTERESTED!" Loves it when you take control, especially if you tell him to sit on your cock. This man is absolutely putty in your hands.

Josuke

As soon as you ask, this man is shopping for sexy assless undies and a matching pegging kit. Would love if you took him on a date and set out rose petals beforehand.

Okuyasu

A people pleaser, he would absolutely be down for it if you expressed interest. You can't tell me this man isn't already wearing a butt plug out in public (probably because you asked) - HAVE YOU SEEN HOW HE WALKS

Rohan

At first, he would refuse (of course), then would come to you a week later with a harness and multiple dildo options for you to pick from. Becomes a regular thing you two do together.

Kira

Pretends like he is only agreeing for your sake. Is acctually a needy slut for your strap - would have you peg him all the time if he could.

Bruno

You suggest it after he confides in you that he has zipped off his own penis to try using as a dildo. Immediately zips off his penis and zips it onto you so you can peg him with it.

Abbachio

Only brings it up when he's drunk. Wants you to pull his hair and spit wine into his mouth. Will use Moody Blues to replay it when you're not around (and he's sober).

Mista

Brings it up first, buys himself a "clone-a-willy" (glow in the dark, obviously) so you can peg him with his clone - says it makes him feel "closer to you"

Fugo

Once he's comfortable enough with you, he approaches you about it first. Does a bunch of research and prep, gets super nervous/excited - does not end up enjoying it as much as he thought he would.

He would still do it if you really want, but would prefer other forms of intimacy.

Illuso

Wants it BAD, but waits for you to approach him about it first. Power top - degrades you the whole time for enjoying it.

Formaggio

Buys the biggest toy so he can shrink it down to whatever he wants at any given time. Almost cums when you agree to try it out with him.

Ghiaccio

He will make you work (beg) for it. However, after a stressful day, he would be the one begging for a pegging. Prefers to use cooling lube for pegging.

Melone

Asks you by gifting you a strapless strap-on dildo and puppy eyes. Tell him he's a little slut made for your cock if you want to see him cry while he cums.

Anasui

As soon as you even hint at wanting to try pegging him, he buys you both matching dildos. Loves how much you dote on him and how loved you make him feel. VERY LOUD

Johnghalli A

Im fucking drooling and sobbing and begging for this mans cake!

He floats the idea by you first. Would love to be pegged in the shower while you keep your hand over his mouth and tell him to be quiet for you.

Pucci

Would do anything to see God/Heaven again. Says it's the best way to do so. Prefers a curved vibrating dildo. He tears up when he cums while you're pegging him.

Johnny

He initially brings up the idea of wanting you to dominate him. Loves to suck your strap while you tell him how good he's doing. He is a moaning, drooling mess before you even start pegging him.

Diego

This man is so cocky - he NEEDS to be pegged (his idea). Power top, especially after he wins a race. Will tie you down while he rides your strap and tell you how lucky you are that he's letting you pleasure him at all.

Gappy

Very eager to agree to ANYTHING you suggest, this is no different. Will overstimulate himself riding your strap - LOVES when you jerk him off while he rides you.

[noaltbruh]

Hey there!!!!☺️ I saw that you were opened to requests so I wanted to stop by. Could you do a funny/crack hc about how Y/N who shares the same interest as buccigang people, and they geek out on certain subjects that confuse the other members???

I imagine it like how Abbachio loves music, and Fugo loves physics or something specific that the reader also loves it's like a niche thing only the two of them share!

Hope you enjoy writing, have a nice day ‼️❣️

Of course! Have a nice day as well :)

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Finding a passion that everyone in the group shared made defeating a stand user seem as easy as breathing. It should be no surprise though, and just taking a look at them would have been enough for one to realize how each person in the gang was vastly different from one another. It was rather shocking that they could even get along, all things considered.

Still, that wasn't the case for one of them, Y/N, who, with the agility of an acrobat, managed to jump from one hobby to the other, which all belonged to a different member of the team.

One morning, you'd see her talking with Fugo in the middle of the living room table, discussing nothing less than...Uh, Maxwell's equations, for some reason?

"I just think that the principles applied to the magnetic field might have been expressed this way instead. See? they would have been far more intuitive"

"That's an interesting take, though I'm not quite sure if the calculus would have been as accurate, Y/N"

Their conversation was interrupted by a hand on the girl's shoulder, accompanied with a smile.

"Y/N, dear! How can you waste time on this nerdy gibberish when we've got something MUCH more serious to think of?"

The blond did not made much of an effort to hide his annoyment.

"Trish, as you probably can see we're a bit occupied. Can't whatever you need wait a little more?"

"Nonsense!" She sentenced, slamming her beauty case above the textbook and opening. She took out two lipsticks, holding them in front of Y/N's face.

"What do you think, deary? Which one should I have for tomorrow's night out?"

"Seriously? This was your big deal?"

His complaint was interrupted by an amused laughter from the one sitting next to him.

"Mhh, well...The one from Dior would probably fit your dress more. Then again, Armani beauty is one of the best brands out there in general, it's going to look amazing on you in any case"

"You're not wrong, mhh..."

But, as the pink haired girl was contemplating her exhaustingly hard decision, Y/N was suddenly swayed away from the two of them, as someone eagerly took her hand and led her to the garden in the back of the house.

"N-Nari?" She said, feeling her head spin incoherently. "What is it?"

"Come on, I've just learned a new dance, I wanna show you!"

With a smile plastered on his face, the boy turned on some music and began to sway her around, making sure to hold her close the entire time.

"You've gotten better at this, I can tell" She observed with a sweet tone. "You follow the beat more naturally and the way you move your feet is much more smoot-"

Her comments were cut short as she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, once she felt the other dipping her. They both looked at each other in the eyes and started giggling.

"Maybe I'll learn something classic next time, just for you!"

"I would love that"

As soon as she got back on her feet, however, a more serene voice called for her attention.

"Ah, here you are, Y/N! I was just about to plant some new flowers, would you assist me, if it's not too troublesome for you?"

"Oh! Of course I can"

"But...We were having so much fun" Narancia objected.

"I know" Y/N gave the other a quick peck on his lips, smiling at him. "Why don't you keep practicing in the meantime?" She proposed, following Giorno into a small section of the garden, which he had already prepared with soil.

"How about some camelias? I think they have such a lovely color"

"I agree. Besides, they're perfect to grow in this season"

"I know, right? There's no period better than this for these little guys. Did you know that they were originally-"

"From Asia? Yes, truly peculiar, isn't it?"

They sat together on the ground for quite some time, trying to look for a fun fact the other didn't already know, but their constant attempt at outsmarting soon enough reached a dead end.

"Hey Y/N!"

Mista walked up to her from behind and put his elbow on her head.

"The soccer match is about to start! You don't wanna miss that, do you?"

"What?! Already?" She quickly got up and waved at Giorno with a smile, following the other boy inside in a rush.

"Duh? It's already 4 pm, c'mon!"

Somehow, just the two of them managed to take up the entire couch, sprawling their legs all over it, barely boterhing to take off their shoes.

"You're excited just because Baggio is playing, aren't you?"

"So what? That dude's amazing, he could score even with his legs tied"

"Speaking that way of anyone who isn't Maradona in this town is blasphemy, you know that, right?"

"You're just biased because he's your favorite, y'all always have the lamest taste"

"Heh, you do you"

Screams, cheers and a few (very dramatic) tears accompanied the match, as, much to Mista's delight, his most beloved player managed to score two times through the whole thing. They kept on discussing the teams' lineups, earning some concerned looks from the other people in the house, who thought that nearly throwing hands over small disagreement regarding football players might have not been the most civic of conversation.

Still though, the way they wouldn't shut up made it quite clear that, despite their different opinions, they greatly appreciated having someone they could ramble with about such topic.

"Leave the girl alone, Mista. You're giving everyone in this house a headache"

"What? We're just having fun! Way to kill the atmosphere, Abbacchio"

The man was fast to dismiss him and hand you his spare pair of headphones.

"I've been listening to a new group lately, I thought you might have liked it...Maybe"

"Oh! We could listen to their songs together!"

"I guess"

Accompanied by their other friend, they moved to the kitchen, one of the quietest part of the house in that moment. She could notice Abbacchio glancing in her direction a few times, trying to figure out if she was enjoying herself or not.

After a few songs, she put the earphones down and gathered her thoughts a bit.

"I like them! Maybe I'm wrong, but they sound a bit like the Smiths, what do you think?"

"Mhh, now that you mention it, I can see it. I think the fact that you can hear the bassist so well really adds another layer to the quality of their album"

"Yeah! But what really carries the song is the singer, in my opinion"

"Really?" A chuckle escaped his lips. "Maybe Mista is right, you really are a bit basic"

"Shut up! You're just trying sooo hard to be original" Still though, she couldn't help but laugh back.

"Oh, I'm sorry, am I interrupting you?"

Bruno calmly walked into the room, staring at the two, quite pleasured to see them get along.

"Not really, just listening to some jams"

"Ah, I see! I was just about to ask you two if you wanted to go fishing with me? I've already got everything set up"

"Fishing? Of course I'm in! Give me just a second"

She sprinted out of the kitchen, heading to her room in order to get changed into something more proper for the beach.

"Heh, you should probably do the same, honey"

"You're right...Hopefully you don't mind waiting for us"

"Take your time"

Aside from the huge privilege of being able to live together with all the people she loved, Y/N's house just happened to be a 10 minutes walk away from the sea. Truly, she couldn't have been luckier.

Together with Bruno and Abbacchio, you took your time choosing the best bait lure in your best preys.

"This one's still alive.." You highlighted, a bit disgusted.

"You've got such a strong stomach, but a wiggly worm is what bothers you?"

"You know I hate bugs! But..."

With a swift movement of her hand, the fishing line was thrown into the water. She took a deep breath and crossed her legs to sit more comfortably.

"This feels nice"

"It's a good way to relax, isn't it?"

"Yeah...I wish I was as good as you are, though"

"Oh, you're already improving, Y/N. Even if you don't catch a lot, just watching the waves is still very calming"

"True...But one day, I'll become an expert and we'll eat nothing but fish for a week straight!"

"Ohoh, is that so? Then I suppose there's nothing I can do but to wait for that moment, yes?"

Predictably, once an hour or so had gone by, her bucket was nearly empty, only filled with a few small fishes that didn't even look that appetizing, if edible at all. The girl decided to throw them back into the sea, as they were still alive.

Bruno gently patted her head, grabbing his and Abbacchio's bucket with his free hand.

"You got two more than last time"

"Are you serious? I didn't even notice"

"Of course, I pay a lot of attention to these details"

"Thanks, Bruno...I'm glad you notice my effort"

The busy, colorful day was coming to an end. Y/N figured it would have been a good idea to take a cold shower, to avoid getting the smell of fish on herself. She was already starting to feel sleepy afterwards, showers always had this effect on her.

She sat down to eat with her family, preferring to keep quiet and enjoy her plate, together with the numerous conversations that accompanied it. She happily sighed, looking at the dumbasses that made her hope that the following day would have been just as fun as this was.

[silly-l1ttle-guy]

Mourning

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Fugo kneeled down on Bucciarati's grave, sobbing violently as passersby looked at him with a concerned expression. He clutched his hair tightly, quieting down his cries to draw less attention towards him.

He was ashamed of himself. Ashamed that he was crying so loudly in public. What would Bucciarati think?

No, Bucciarati would comfort him. He could never know what Bucciarati was thinking, the man was simply too hard to read. Fugo hated that about him. But then again, he could never hate him.

Fugo took a shaky breath, letting go of his hair and slowly lowering his trembling hands to rest on the plain grass. Bruno Bucciarati was the closest thing he had to a father. He wished he could've spent more time with him. He wished he had appreciated him more.

He wished he was still here.

But it was far too late for him to come back.

Fugo let out another sob, as he clutched the grass with his hands. He knew he was getting dirt under his fingernails. Usually this would bother him, but he couldn't bring himself to care anymore.

"Padre," Fugo choked out, swallowing his tears. He said the word as if it'd bring him back, knowing full well he couldn't bring back the dead.

He wanted to rip out his heart and bury it with his adoptive father's corpse. He knew he couldn't, but he yearned to.

Fugo lied on the grass, staring up at the sky with a solemn expression. He didn't want to go home. This was his home. He knew that the only time he was truly at home was when he was with the man he couldn't help but consider his father.

He wanted to die here, he wanted to lay on the grass forever and stare up at the sky until the world ended.And as he lay on his deathbed, he closed his eyes and waited for everything to come to a stop. The flowers on the grass lying 6 feet atop of the coffin tickled Fugo's face, and he enjoyed the feeling.

There weren't flowers when he got there. Fugo opened his eyes, hearing footsteps approaching.

The pale teen sat up, staring at Giorno as he approached.

"I thought you might be here," he said calmly, sitting beside Fugo.

Fugo looked away, hugging his knees to his chest. "I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry for," Giorno reassured, placing his hand on Fugo's shoulder. "You're mourning the death of your friend."

"Father," Fugo took a shaky breath as he corrected the Don. "He was my father."

"You're mourning the death of your father," The green eyed boy corrected himself. "And I can see how deeply this is affecting you. You have every right to cry, Pannacotta. You don't have to hold back you're tears anymore. I'm here to be your shoulder to cry on."

Fugo turned to look at the boy sitting next to him, as his eyes welled up with tears. He swallowed hard, trying to keep his composure. "No... I can't. Not in front of you."

"Crying is healthy, Pannacotta," Giorno wrapped one of his arms around Fugo, gently pulling him closer. "You don't have to fight it. Just let yourself cry."

This was enough to drive Fugo over the edge, and he immediately burst into tears. He buried his face into Giorno's shoulder as he wept, feeling thankful that the man he loved cared so deeply about him.

He loved Giorno so fucking much.

He did feel guilty for getting his tears and snot Giorno's suit, but that didn't matter right now. All that matters is that he was in the arms of a boy that loved him dearly.

As Fugo finally calmed down and removed his face from Giorno's shoulder, he felt a kiss be placed on his forehead, which startled him.

"Did you kiss my forehead just then..?" Fugo asked, as he looked up at Giorno with his red, tired eyes.

The latter just looked at Fugo with confusion, combing his fingers through his snowy white hair. "No?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Fugo could've sworn he saw a silhouette fade into a golden mist.

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this is what happens when i listen to Mitski

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pls yap abt ur fave jojo part 🎤

yippeeeee ^_^ okay so from fav to least fav it's 5/6/4/2/3/1 to me 4 and 2 are interchangeable. I haven't finished part 6 yet I have only a few episodes left but I don't want it to be over so I keep putting off finishing it...

part 5 is my fav because I just love the main cast sososososososoooo much it's definitely the strongest main cast of any of the parts imo I find them all so interesting and compelling and it's hard to choose a fav (it's fugo tho. sobs dies etc) the relationships between the characters are so good as well...

also trish I LOVE trish. she's everything she's such an interesting character I do wish she had more moments like her first scenes where she's an annoying teen and I would've loveedddddd a scene where she lashes out at the rest of the cast and kind of hates them because of everything she's been through she's suddenly taken from her life and thrown into a world of violence and it's not fair and she should've been allowed to be mad about it!! she does have a lot of really good moments tho ofc the part where she awakens her stand and everything leading up to it (on that note spice girl should've been used more I can only think of maybe two instances where she was used??) and also another fav is in the cioccolata fight where she talks to narancia about bruno it's really nice characterisation for all of them + you see more of narancias blind faith in bruno that ultimately leads to his death. semi related naratrish is really cute guys . ... straight people rights.

another trish moment I am deeply obsessed with is the purple haze feedback bonus chapter which is her visiting brunos grave and speaking with his mother. makes me stupid emotional. her becoming a singer post canon is soooooooo important music is a pretty big theme in the relationships between the main cast most importantly in this case is when fugo says (roughly paraphrased) "how can you throw your life away for this girl you barely know, you don't even know what music she likes" (fun fact in phf fugo goes on to talk about how he's not too fond of women he hates his mother and he doesn't like trish 😭)

ANYWAYYY wait I'm gonna talk about music more because. I'm sick. so there's stuff like abbacchio having headphones on in the first scene we see him and narancia having a stereo on the boat and then ofc the torture dance... it's fun and silly but also it's like. they're just kids. sobs. music is their thing all the characters have a listed favourite artist all the stands are named after music!!! and then my fav part this scene in phf .

so yeah trish becoming a singer is both a connection with her mother because they used to sing together and connection with the people who died so she would have a chance to live and a chance to move from her father's influence and have a bright future. I do wonder if she stays in contact with the survivors post canon I like to think she does with mista at least. maybe not giorno at first because that's all too raw and also I think he would discourage contact between them for her safety but maybe eventually. also another trish scene I like (well. She's not actually present for it) is right before the finale where bruno is dying and he can't tell people apart and he talks to doppio thinking it's trish and he promises her she can stay in his house if she has nowhere to go because he knows he won't make it home and he never does and she wasn't even there to hear him say that to her. sobs. I saw a hc that post canon she gets a tattoo around her wrist of a zipper in memory and I really like that idea

also it's insane to me that she is the ONLY female character in part 5. What? Huh? jojo had never been good with women leading up to this but I thought we were finally getting somewhere with diu and reimi yukako tomoko shinobu aya yuyas three weed smoking gfs etc but no. we're back to one again. she's a really good character but still. One. sheila doesn't count she's not in the main part. how are none of la squadra women. I hate la squadra but I would've taken it. I would've hated diavolo slightly less if he was a woman. but no. just one. well the intelligent among us (me) will know and understand that mista is butch but well. araki doesn't know that. Ah well at least we get jolyne next part. Also I just found out apparently giorno was meant to be a girl but arakis editor made him change it.. sigh.

speaking of la squadra can I just express how much I hate them. they're so annoying the only one I can tolerate is illuso and that's because man in the mirror & purple haze is my absolute fav part of golden wind and also he's somewhat interesting in his relationship with sheila and then her relationship with fugo in that he killed the man she had her heart set on taking revenge on because he killed her sister and forced her down the path to the mafia. I can't stand risotto he looks like a tokyo ghoul reject and yet everyone on tumblr dot com wants his dick. why. where is the appeal. he pisses me offfff and also it doesn't help that his stand at least the way it appears in the anime makes me like physically uncomfortable which is a little bit embarrassing it's a really cool stand I just can't watch the episode without feeling sick . and his name is RISOTTO how can you want a man named risotto. that would kill the mood in bed so fucking fast you can't call him that 😭😭😭😭 anyway I hate him moving on. I also hate diavolo and doppio sorry guys they're annoying and diavolo pisses me off bc his hair looks like a dragon fruit . the torture time loop was cruel tho giorno . just put him out of his misery. his lace shirt thing is cute tho at the very least. so yeah my main issue with part 5 is aside from the main cast I really don't like any of the other characters wait no. scratch that. I like squalo and tiziano they're cute. I hate all the others tho. melone is the worst by far to me and it bothers me how many people like him. he shows up sexually assaults a woman and then dies there is nothing to like. wait I take that back there is one thing to like and it's the tadashi harada x jojo thing LOOK. melone is the last one but can we talk about bruno?????? Hello???????????????????? im obsessed

Anywayyyyy I talked about trish for a bit so now im gonna talk about the other characters hopefully this won't be too long but. well. I like to talk. can u believe I was gonna talk about some of my opinions on other parts on this post it would be so long 💀 my endless hatred for part 3 can be a topic for another time

first of all bruno 💖 sorry to anyone who was following me in november of last year I swear I'm not normally Like That he's just the exception. combination of that fuckass bob and titty window and . everything . anyway I calmed down now only because I got my fix by actually watching the show not hoping mutuals would take pity on me and rb art of him onto the dash. i was so excited to see him and his narrative exceeded my expectations by far. died and came back wrong??? walking corpse that is slowly decaying??? saviour complex????? forced to grow up too fast???? I love thinking about his life in the mafia pre fugo as well as the early days of his own team... his relationships with all the other characters are sooooo interesting to me especially giorno I've talked about them before here

I love sticky fingers it's soooo cool he should use it more for making severed.hands come out of random kids mouths like he did in episode one. let him be a fucking freak again. not a fan of the stand design tho sadly but I guess they can't all be winners 😓 I think it's the blue it kinda throws me off like that's notttt the vibes. but what do I know. also shoutout to the actual album sticky fingers it fucks hard and no I definitely did not start listening to it because I was sick over bruno that is not why I listened to it at all. (it totally is)

I also love abbacchio sm like acab but.. at least he's not a cop anymore. shoutout to suicidal characters always my favs . I don't really know how to talk about him without just going ouughghhj he makes me sick in the head. he joined passione to have something to die for.. and he ended up dying not for passione but for his own cause (well. bruno's cause but he's so devoted to bruno that he'd do anything. let's talk about "I only feel at ease when im with you". Hello? phf also implies he's straight which????? this is Mr "I only feel anything if I'm following the orders of men superior to me" we're talking about. bdsm could save him)

he's haunted by the ghost of his past and well without getting too into my interpretation of stands I think it would be so cool if pre passione moody blues isn't fully there yet but he can see her in the corner of his eye sometimes in the form of his dead partner. speaking of moody blues she's soooooo cool most fuckable stand by far. I mean what who said that. she has such an awesome ability I wish it was used more she's so interesting to me bc her ability is the literal manifestation of his inability to move on from the past I like to think about their relationship.. to me stands have varying levels of sentience randing from like. power outlet. to echoes act 3. and moody blues idk I think she has some level of sentience. i think she stands there looking creepy and wet to get her point across and it works. anyway my endless thoughts on stands is a topic for another time back to abbacchio.

it's canon that he's the most physically strong of the team I would love if he had some fights. before starting the show I had only seen his design a couple times and I was sooooo convinced he had a long black morticia addams ass dress and nothing compared to my disappointment when I realised it was a coat thing. the purple lipstick is everything. I think a lot about his life post police pre passione as well as early passione days. finally obligatory mention that I like bruabba but I think it's most fun if it's onesided. abbacchio is 1000000% in love with bruno like that's not even debatable but I don't think it's reciprocated 💖 actually this reminds me there's one araki interview where he's asked if abbacchio loves bruno and he says something along the lines of "NO???? THEYRE NOT LIKE THAT. dio is tho. did you know dio is bisexual did you know dio likes men. sexually. did you know dio has awesome gay sex. abbacchio is straight tho" I wish I could find it again because it's so funny to me

I love narancia. have I mentioned that I love narancia. I love narancia. what can I even say other than I love narancia. best character araki has ever made 10/10 no notes I sobbed when he died. going into the last few episodes I knew two people were gonna die and I knew one of them would be bruno and I was just hoping narancia wouldn't die. and then he did and I was inconsolable uaaagghhhhhh giorno growing flowers over him.... he just wanted to go home.... he wanted to see fugo again.... the scene with fugo where he thinks he sees aerosmith I'll kill myself AFGHHHH. the scene in venice where he can't decide whether to go or stay.... him realising the similarities between him and trish... his backstory... his character design... he's literally perfect. did u know I love him. what else can I even say.

now mista. well you see. um. read this . I just think he's neat. I love his relationship with fugo especially post canon like. they were friends!!! I think they were both closer to narancia than to eachother but regardless they were friends and then fugos "betrayal" not that it was a betrayal but to mista it felt like that. especially because he then lost his best friend and can't help but think if fugo was here maybe that wouldn't have happened. and I think fugo has the same feelings if he was there maybe they wouldn't have lost so many people. and this drives a huge rift into their relationship you can see how they are at the start of phf that's another scene I really like and I think it would take a really long time for them especially mista to be in a place where they can consider eachother friends again and even when they do it will never be the same as it once was. also the sex pistols are great I love them.

now giorno. yesterday on instagram I discovered that there's a sizable minority of people who think he's boring 😭 and I feel the need to defend him. he's literally my little brother I love him . he's such a funny character he's fifteen and a mafia boss and his dad is an evil semi immortal bisexual vampire and that's not even the weirdest member of his family. he wears hot pink heart cutout suits. he's fine with robbery and gang violence and murder but draws the line at drug use. he's so serious that it's silly. he's fifteen. boy why are you running italys criminal underworld go hand in your homework

but then he's also an incredibly tragic character he has never ever been close to anyone all he's known is loneliness. and you expect me not to burst into tears????? he wasn't even particularly close with any of passione they were friendly aside from abbacchio because abbacchio is a bitch ass hater who has nothing better to do than pick fights with teenagers (he should meet rohan.. worlds most insufferable yaoi. gay sex would fix everything wrong with both of them so idk maybe they could help eachother out but they would absolutely hate eachother. Anyway.) the closest he is with any of the others is bruno like I talked about earlier but again they only knew eachother for a week or so and their relationship is founded on and primarily revolves around a shared goal. I do picture him getting very close with fugo post canon I would've loved them to have more interactions in canon but the final scene of phf fed me well so I can't complain too much. their personalities work well together I think whether romantically or not they can be the companionship they both desperately need.

not the point but his mother is also a deeply fascinating character to me I wanna see inside her brain. there's her understandable frustration at the loss of her youth due to a child she never planned for and lack of a support system but that frustration leads to complete apathy towards her baby. I don't think she's deliberately malicious she just doesn't care. I don't think she ignores him all the time she probably has moments where she plays with him or shows him to her friends like aww look how cute my baby is but more often than not she leaves him completely alone and that apathy is just cruel. her lack of care then develops into her turning a blind eye to her husband abusing him which okay maybe she didn't notice at first but it gets to a point where you can't not notice. so she just ignores it and tells herself it's strong parenting or whatever and continues gallivanting around living her best life like she doesn't even have a kid. she's awful but I can understand what led her to this point. maam let me into your head I wanna examine it

back to giorno let's talk about gold experience. one of the most interesting abilities in the entire series to me and it's used in such versatile ways similar to crazy diamond which I really like. the ability to Literally Create Life is sooooo everything don't even get me started on religious motifs. in the first fight against bruno gold experience is used to imbue more life into him and iirc that ability is never used again which is a shame. araki loves doing interesting things in the first fight and never addressing them again. I'm looking at you kakyoin. anyway cool stand moving on

now fugo!! so before going into part 5 I had some level of knowledge of the characters from tumblr + friends but I didn't really know anything about him and as I watched he was just kinda there I had no real opinion other than thinking the strawberry theme was cute but then we got to man in the mirror and I was like oh shit. I see the vision. the scene in venice where he chooses to stay behind is soooo good but I was expecting for the whole second half that he would come back and I was really surprised that he didn't but in retrospect that was definitely a good choice even tho im sad we didn't see more of him. his final scene where it cuts to him alone in naples for a minute is sooooo agjghhjhn and then of course there's phf. we'll get to that

I read that araki initially intended for fugo to be a spy for diavolo and giorno would've had to kill him and while that's interesting I'm glad it's not what he went with I think what we actually got is so much more tragic because no one is really in the wrong? but they hurt eachother and fugo has to live with the fact that he lost his friends because he wasn't there and nothing will ever be the same. It will definitely be hard for him post canon especially without bruno because bruno was the first person aside from his grandmother who he was close to and he lost them both!!!! bruno is the one who saved him and bruno is the one who told him they can't survive outside of passione and bruno is the one who told him his loyalty is to passione first and foremost so the events in venice feel even worse to fugo it feels like bruno betrayed him rather than him betraying the rest of them. it's not that fugo doesn't care for the others because he's put himself at risk for them before (man in the mirror etc) but he's very intelligent and rational and when he's not angry he will evaluate the risks of a situation before acting. and here he just can't fathom why bruno and the others would throw everything they have away for a suicide mission to protect one random girl. and then when it's just him and narancia and he feels like shit but at least narancia is there except then he goes on his whole trish is me and I am trish thing and leaves too and fugo just has to watch the boat leave!!!! there's a part in phf which I have to quote because I reached image limit

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"Thinking too much...that's why I couldn 't get on the boat! The thought surprised him. He couldn 't get on the boat. Not 'didn't', but 'couldn't.' Was it true? Had he actually wanted to get on the boat? Had he wanted to go with the others? Deep down? But if that's true... That didn't sound like him at all. Buccellati had scouted him, counted on him to stay calm, pick the logical option, minimize losses. No, wait...wait...

The wheels were spinning now. Why hadn't he been able to get on the boat? Because nobody had expected him to. Who hadn't expected him to? Buccellati. But Buccellati had told them to get on the boat... No. No, he didn't say that.

"I won't order you to come with me. I won't even wish for it." Those were his words. That's why Narancia had begged him to order him on board.

So I...took him at his word? Since it wasn't an order, I... Without direct orders, he was expected to chose the course with less peril. Take no unnecessary action until the next opportunity was made clear. Was that why he'd been frozen to the spot? He’d felt like he’d made up his own mind, but had he really been robotically conforming to the common sense drilled into his head since he was born?"

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agh. explodes. another thing I find really interesting is how he used to take on orders privately that he knew would hurt bruno and then eventually got abbacchio to help and he's been doing this since he was what. fourteen? thirteen? bruno had been in the mafia almost six years at that point he's reached a point where he's mostly desensitized to murder so what sort of shit would he not be able to take mentally? it's that which fugo took upon himself to do at such a young age what the FUCK.

fugo is so compelling to me he's a kid who's been hurt so much by everyone in his life and he doesn't know how to cope with that and he's so angry at the world and he can't control how he reacts so he lashes out at everyone. he reminds me a bit of my oc rayaan they're both so traumatised and react with anger because what else can they do. except rayaan then has to come to terms with being gay and in love with his roommate slash best friend who is Not Interested and meanwhile all fugos friends die. anyway. his stand is the physical manifestation of his own anger and self loathing and no wonder he hates it!!! can't imagine the pain of your soul being laid bare in front of you and all it can do is hurt. I think he internalises that to a degree his hatred of purple haze reflects his hatred of himself and the world but to a greater level because this is all the worst parts of him. BUT!!!!! at the end of phf when he bites the virus capsule murolo says "Stands reflect the owner's personality, when there's a shift in the psyche, the stand changes too." and then there's this passage which is everything to me

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"Purple Haze. His own alter ego. A reflection of his own mind. Another Pannacotta Fugo. It was staring at him.

And for the first time, Fugo stared back. Had its eyes always looked like this? He felt the eyes had been more lonely, before.

Or was that an emotion he’d forgotten somewhere along the way?

Like the bacteria that fill our world, existing without our help, rebuffing all attempts to get rid of them. Something you didn't want, but were, for some reason, certain you could never be free of. A shadow of conflicted emotion.

It looked down at him, and he looked up at it. When he could no longer believe anything, and had nowhere else to go, it would always be at his side. Neither of them said anything."

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he's grown so much!!!!! Im stupid emotional rn I need to reread phf in full it's what got me so obsessed with fugo as a character it's sooooo good. the ending... fugo calling giorno giogio... this illustration... the chapter title being "the soldier in love" which of course is referencing trish's song but also you can't tell me that's not talking about fugo especially combined with the final lines???? "I am yours, our giogio" and "Half a step," he said. "If you can't take a step forward, then I'll step halfway to you. Everything hinges on your decision, but if grief anchors your feet, then let me share it."

and THIS LINE??? "Only one person could do something about that. You. Pannacotta Fugo - you were the only person who could do something about this threat. The only person who can change your stand is you." literally what the fuck. sobs dies etc. not to sound insane but I love fugo so much his growth as a person makes me sooooooo emotional. In his last fight in phf he goes "Sheila is me, her anger is my anger" and I think that's a really nice line to summarise his character growth he's now understanding what made narancia chase after the boat sheila is also someone he doesn't know well just like trish was but he decides to risk everything to protect and fight for her he's grown so much in such a short period of time. And I love him.

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And with that I'm done!! I still have more to say of course but this is enough for now 💖 very quickly summary of my opinion on other parts

1. I'm gonna be honest all I remember about part 1 is it sent me and my friend down a rabbit hole of those thomas jefferson miku binder esque politician drawings.

2. I like joseph sorry everyone. caejose my world. araki doing gods work by putting them both in cute little crop tops half the time

3. part 3 pisses me off I have so much to say about it but that's a rant for another time. shoutout to holly kujo I luv her

4. I wasn't vibing with part 4 at first it's very slice of life which isn't my preferred genre but after kira shows up it gets REALLY good. I love josuke he's my baby brother fr. I love shinobu

6. jolyne save me FF save me jolyne save me FF save me etc. excited but also scared to finish it 💖

[charaznablescanontoyota]

fake fic title: i made me a garden

i made me a garden: trish practices the fine art of making train cars, and gives each of her new capos a gift.

"what do you call this one?" carrie asks.

she's a little startled when trish pivots on one heel to look back at her, seeming overly pleased. then again, carrie's been quiet for most of this tour. she can get away with it when the conductor's inner circle is all together as a group; fugo and jason's bickering alone is enough to save her from any conversational voids to fill. today's been so full of excitement - exclamations, oohing-and-aahing, even some folks (roxas) getting a little weepy - that carrie thought for certain no one would notice her utter lack of input.

but trish did. trish always does. carrie's not sure why it still surprises her, being noticed in that intense way trish has. maybe because she's spent so much of her life being looked at with contempt, or not at all.

"edison lighthouse," trish says brightly, at the same time as jason says, "okay, you can't call it that."

he doesn't elaborate. trish gives carrie a shrug that's a little apologetic, like she doesn't know what he's talking about, and carrie shrugs back. she doesn't see the problem with the name. the car is half lighthouse, half greenhouse, all plants soaking up the sun as it pours in through wide panes of glass. it's wide open and beautiful, and it smells like an herb garden.

"i think it's nice," carrie says, both because she feels like trish is waiting to hear what she thinks and because she does. really. it's not something she'd lie about - and lying's a sin, anyhow.

"good." trish grins. "i mean, i was hoping you would. since it's yours."

carrie has the distinct feeling of being coaxed, as though she's a stray cat trish is leaving out food for and urging under cover from rain. it's a feeling she doesn't know what to do with. she wonders if trish is lonely, staying by herself at the front of the train while everyone else wanders off. if that's why trish is trying to give them more permanent homes to come back to.

"thank you," carrie says, because she's nothing if not polite. she goes silent again for the rest of the walk through the car, trailing her hand through the plants and coming away reeking of rosemary.

[davyjoneslockr]

Yes yes I'm sending more playlist related questions because these are fun. So The Rain The Park And The Other Things on the Fugio playlist caught my eye..ear? And it reminded me of the song Send me no flowers by Doris Day and I like that a lot.

Everybody says that Strawberry Blonde is very them coded but nobody explains why. I'm curious about your interpretation :D

Also does the Naramis playlist tackle the sad side of their relationship? How, you know, Narancia isn't there anymore. I appreciate that a lot about this ship- losing someone you love but still needing to move on. I think that's very realistic and I hope Mista finds peace again.

HI I'M SO SORRY I MISSED THIS sorry for the wait!!

Just listened to Send Me No Flowers and it's really lovely, I think I could also see it being Fugio-y in a way? Specifically postcanon pre-PHF from Giorno's POV. Something something he has all the tangible things he wants but not Fugo. But maybe that's just because my brain loves to make songs about wanting someone back + flowers about Fugio lol.

I won't lie, Strawberry Blond is a holdover from when I started making this playlist four years ago, when Strawberry Blond was considered the Fugio song and was on everyone's playlists lol. But listening to it now, I actually think it aligns with my Fugio vision more than I initially thought.

I think a lot of people take it as a Fugo -> Giorno song, but I much prefer imagining it the other way around. Again, imagery of someone leaving and the other aching over it, and the line "I love everybody because I love you" makes me think of Giorno basically getting his whole worldview tossed up because of Fugo, who's so completely different from him in every way. But also, I really really like to imagine that Giorno's feelings are unrequited at first. I think I've explained the Fugonara -> Fugio pipeline before, but Fugio during canon to me is more like. Giorno is very infatuated with Fugo, and Fugo doesn't notice because he's still hung up over his own one-sided feelings for Narancia. So the second verse kinda fits that, too, I think. The thing with "all I ever wanted was a life in your shape" also could have a lot of different connotations with them, too - Fugo had, and still has, a lot of privilege Giorno doesn't (Fugo grew up rich, never had to face xenophobia/racism, had a strong and well-funded education that is clearly shown to still give him a huge advantage even after he's disowned), and on the headcanon side of things, I do usually hc Giorno as trans and Fugo as cis, so there's that, too. But it could also be how Giorno has always repressed emotions/feelings, and Fugo isn't really able to, but also derives power from those emotions (even if they're harmful) - maybe a tiny bit of subconscious envy that Fugo's able to feel, to cry, so on and so forth? Idk. Something like that.

As for the Naramis playlist, I actually don't have a ton of angsty stuff on there, because I did originally envision it as a happier vibes sort of playlist (even I need a break from Naramis angst sometimes hehe). But I did start including a few sadder ones as of late!!

This song is super postcanon Mista to me and that's why I used it as the title for the second part of my fic :] "Once my heart was filled with the love of a girl/I held her close, but she faded in the night/Like a poem I meant to write" specifically.

Another postcanon one. The airplane metaphors really sell it for me. I think Mista sometimes plays this one on his guitar and thinks of Narancia :)))

And slightly different, but I actually think of this one from Narancia's POV!! He's been let down and betrayed a lot in his life, he can't envision a better life for himself than being a criminal, and his best friend ends up leaving him out of cowardice, so he hopes that he can at least have one person he can trust and rely on - ie Mista.

Thank you again for the ask, I love talking about my tunes (and Fugio and Naramis) ^_^

[myfangirlfanfiction]

i love the pickup line idea so much that I can't wait to see what people send in!"hey wanna play heads or tails...looks like I got tails so you get head"

with mista ofc ( i just think it would be funny lmao)

Oh damn Mista would be such a sucker for this pick up line! 😆 Thanks I’m glad you liked this idea, and thanks for sending this in. Here’s some food for you. Don’t ask where I got these pictures 🤭😳 sorry, not sorry 🏃🏻‍♀️ He’s got the best butt and thighs in part 5 👌🏼

Guido Mista x Reader 💙 Scenario

Warning: Nsfw content ahead 🔞🔞

Mista was wandering the house in only his red tiger print leather pants. He removed his cashemere sweater and hat for the day since he was tired from the job he had today. He wanted to cool off so he sat in the living room chugging down his can of sparkling water.

He was reading a magazine until he realized he dropped his bag of chips on the floor. They’re unopened but he was annoyed he had to get up. He bends down to pick them up. You giggle watching from the other side of the room. You wish you could fondle him. He has such a nice bubble butt. You know he probably wouldn’t mind but you want to go about it differently. After he sets his snack back on the table you threw him your pick up line. You wanted to make sure he’s in the mood.

You stood half naked since you tossed your dress to the recliner nearby. You hold a coin in your hand and flipped it being sure it would land on the table beside him. He noticed the coin then looks over to you. His sexy smile didn’t go missed by you. It looked ever more handsome without his hat. His dark hair frames his face so perfectly.

“Wanna play heads or tails... looks like I got tails so you get head.”

His smile widened and he sits on the couch patting his thigh. His welcoming arms are so inviting. You sat facing him covering him in kisses. His hand is on your hip and he’s enjoying himself.

“So heads or tails huh? Why not both?”

You’re now laid on top of Mista with your private area spread out across his face while you’re faced with his thick cock. You swirl your tongue around his tip and lightly pump him with your hand. Mista’s tongue doesn’t stop licking across your outer lips. His thumb pleasures you as he does so, eliciting whines from you. His thick lips and nose press against you so he can hear you whine louder.

As you whimper you moan his name. You feel his smirk against you and decide to wrap your mouth around his tip. You begin to bob your head as you pleasure him. He groans against you causing you to have plenty of goosebumps. Your thighs tremble but he caresses them in such a gentle manner. His hands are firm as he holds them up for you.

His tip is wet so you’re able to handle his thick length in your mouth. Mista really needed this. He feels like the luckiest man on earth getting to do this with you after a long ass day. He didn’t care how sore he felt. Right now you’re what’s on his mind. His lips suck against you causing you to twitch and squirm as you whimper. He knows you’re close so he sucks hard. Your legs tremble as you squirt in his mouth.

Mista devoured you eagerly as you suck him off. It encouraged you to pleasure him some more so you fondle his sack like you know he likes it. Pretty soon his muscular thighs are twitching and trembling. You finish him off by stroking him and licking his tip while fondling him. Tears poke the corners of his eyes in delight and he’s whimpering your name like a song. Afterwards you both tiredly lay in eachothers arms.

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[nemobeatrice]

The Golden Miners - Chapter 11: The Pink Guy

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Fugo woke up in his room and was about to get dressed when he saw a note on the floor near the door. It was from Giorno, saying that his dad found a house nearby. It had the address on it, too. Great, he thought, we can visit each other without driving. The note also said he wasn't here and he'd be helping unpack all day.

Okay, so Giorno wasn't going to be here. Fugo can survive. Good thing he's friends with Narancia. He texted him and waited for a reply. Usually, Narancia replied right away, but he was taking his sweet time. Well, he needed to change his clothes. However, he received nothing from his best friend after changing.

Something probably occupied Narancia's attention. For now, he got on his computer, having YouTube and Tumblr open on two different tabs. Then his phone rang, but the caller was Trish. What did she want now?

"Yes?" Fugo answered.

"Hey, are we that pink-haired guy?" Trish asked. "You know, Doppio?"

It all came back to him now. "Oh yeah. Unfortunately, Giorno isn't able to help. He moved into one of the houses here."

"Oh, well, at least Mista's replying to our text now."

Fugo had managed to see Mista's texts but was too tired to read them. He checked it now, and Mista left apologies for being unresponsive.

"So, about this search, why did you call me to help find—what's his name—Doppio?" he asked.

"Well, Mista said you're the smartest person. He'd figure you'd track him down. Go on, Google him."

Fugo rolled his eyes and did as she commanded. "Ugh, I keep getting places of coffee shops. Do we have any more details about this guy? I need to know if Doppio is his first or last name. Also, the exact city he resides in would be nice."

"How am I supposed to know that?"

"This is your problem."

He heard her sigh. "Okay, then let's ask Mista. He knows Prosciutto, who knows Risotto, who knows Doppio."

"Alright, then call him."

"Ugh, you're supposed to be the information gatherer. Fine, well, Narancia's angry with you."

"Uh-huh, sure."

Trish sighed. "And I'm angry too. But, unlike Narancia, I'm angry with both you and Giorno. You guys are rich enough to go to Disneyland and should've invited us."

"Why are you mad at us? We can't just ask for a bunch of money from our parents!"

"You're right! I hate your parents. Yeah, and even Giorno's dad!"

"Hold on. Can we get back on topic? If that's true, why would Narancia be mad at me?"

"I'll tell you if you give me the information I need."

"Ugh, fine! I'll call Mista." Fugo hung up on Trish and called Mista. "Hey, are you there, Mista? I need you to help me out with something."

"Oh, Fugo. It's you," Mista said, sounding depressed. "Sorry for not answering your calls and texts. I made everyone worry, didn't I?"

"Yeah." Formaggio was right. Prosciutto must've broken up with him. He wasn't sure how to approach this and was nervous. "Could you tell me about any of Prosciutto's friends?"

"Oh, sure." Mista sighed. "Formaggio seems alright. He's in a relationship with Illuso, a stuck-up prick. Pesci is Prosciutto's ugly little friend. He creeps me out. Melone's hot, but I think Ghiaccio, some guy who reminds me of you, is dating him. Then there's Prosciutto's boyfriend, Risotto. Not going to lie, he's hot as fuck. I guess I shouldn't be so upset he broke up with me. I would, too. I can't tell who's hotter, him or Giorno's dad."

Fugo almost barfed. "Um, could you tell me more about Risotto?"

"Did you and Giorno get into a fight or something? Risotto is a little too old for you."

"What? No! Oh my god! Just tell me about Doppio, the guy he was dating!"

"Sheesh, don't get your panties twisted! I met up with Doppio—oh, that's his last name, by the way—and he tried to get with me. Before I could agree, I asked him for his age, and he said he was 33. Dude looked like he had just turned 18! What the hell kind of anti-aging cream does he use? It's probably expensive. I turned him down. He seems high-end."

"What's his first name?" Fugo sounded impatient.

"Vinegar. Yeah, strange, I know. Hey, don't you find it's weird how we're named after food?"

Fugo ignored his question and searched Doppio, finding zero results. He used other search engines, and still nothing. "Does Doppio live in Italy?"

"Yeah, I assume somewhere in Sardinia. He sounds like he's from there. Why?"

"Ah, it's nothing. Where is Doppio usually? Do you have his contact information?"

"Sorry, but I don't know where you can find him, and he didn't give me his contact info."

"That's fine. Later." Fugo sighed and hung up on Mista. He dialed Trish, and she answered. "I need to confirm something. Your mother met your dad in Sardinia, right?"

"Yes, Costa Smeralda, to be exact," she answered. "Did you find him?"

"Not exactly. I can't find where he lives. His name is Vinegar Doppio, and he's 33. Mista assumed he lived in Sardinia. That's it. That's all the information I have."

"Thanks." Trish sighed. "I don't know what to do. How will I find him?"

"I would've told you if I knew that. You're going to do this by yourself."

"Except I'm not going to do this by myself. Besides, Narancia wants to help, and I think you guys need to fix what's going on between you two. This might be a great way, and Narancia isn't smart. He'll need all the help he can get. Let's—"

"Now, hold on!" an angered Fugo interrupted. "Narancia may be bad at math, but that does not mean he's a burden to the search!"

"You're right. I'm sorry. Let's meet at the beach. It's not too hot to go on a search."

-

Everyone except for Giorno was at the beach. Narancia didn't seem too happy with Fugo and tried to wedge Mista between them.

"Alright, everyone," Trish started, "Doppio isn't here, so we'll search all of Naples for hints or clues. Now, we'll split the group into two. I'll be with Sheila while you boys do whatever you do."

"I may not be the smartest," Narancia said. "But I won't be an issue. Do I need Fugo with me?"

Before Trish could answer, Fugo glared at him and interrupted. "If there's something you want to say, say it."

"We're going to go now," Trish said, taking Sheila by the hand and running away."

"Wait!" Mista was about to go after them but stopped, looking at his two friends arguing. "Hey, can we work together?"

"Did you enjoy the beach without us, Fugo?" Narancia questioned.

"I wished you joined us, but you just had to play Just Dance for hours!" yelled Fugo.

"You would've joined us if you weren't Giorno's little bitch!"

"Excuse me?"

"You've been spending so much time with Giorno that you've ignored us! Right, Mista?"

"Do I have to answer that? Could we please find Trish's dad?" Mista avoided.

"Ugh! Whatever. I supposed we should head to Risotto's house." Narancia took out his phone and typed away. Fugo caught a glimpse of Risotto's address in the Google results.

"How'd you know how to search for people's addresses?" Fugo asked.

"My Twitch chat told me one time. When you were off having fun at Disneyland without us, Formaggio doxxed me."

"I didn't know. I'm sorry."

"Yeah, well, whatever. I know where Risotto lives. Hmm, this neighborhood isn't so friendly. Luckily, I know friends who live there."

"Oh, those questionable friends who abandoned you?"

"Shut up!" Narancia threw a punch at him, but Mista gripped his arm before it made contact with Fugo's face.

"Stop, guys!" Mista separated them. "We're making a scene here. You're going to get the cops on us. Cool it! If we're lucky, Abbacchio might show up. Do you guys want to be lectured by him?"

"No," the boys answered.

Narancia sighed. "Let's just get this over with. Don't talk to anyone in this neighborhood. I hope Trish and Sheila don't follow us. I heard a few horror stories. You guys watch the news, right? Sometimes, the newscaster would talk about how bad it's over there."

"I hardly watch the news," Mista said, "but I got it. I brought a gun with me, just in case. Prosciutto gifted me his revolver." He let them have a peek at it before putting it away.

"Mista, I never asked if you're alright after the breakup. I'm sorry. Are you broken up with him?"

"I'm a little sad, but I'll be fine." Then he blushed. "Besides, I want to look at Risotto again, hehe!"

"The neighborhood isn't far. That must be why Risotto took Doppio here." Narancia grinned at Fugo. "Wow, you took Giorno near a dangerous neighborhood and didn't know? That's not like you."

Fugo clenched his fists. "Enough! Let's go."

The walk wasn't far. Fugo had never noticed the tall, grungy apartments because cleaner and well-maintained buildings hid them. New graffiti overlapped with the faded and ugly ones. Some were almost washed away. As for the people, unsavory people watched the boys. Fugo felt like someone was watching them and got closer to Narancia, but the black-haired boy coldly shoved him away.

"Dude, hug Mista. He's the one with the gun," Narancia whispered.

"Don't worry, Fugo. We're almost there," Mista said.

He wanted to look back to see if they were following, but Mista checked for him.

"Hey, you alright?" he whispered to him.

"Yeah, I think I'm just paranoid," Fugo answered, continuing to whisper.

"Can't blame you. You may be loaded, but you dress badly."

"Now that I think about it, I think I'm safe. You guys spend your allowance on expensive clothing."

"Seriously? Shit, no wonder why I felt eyes on me!" Mista panicked, no longer whispering.

"Mista, calm down!" Narancia ordered. He pulled out his pocket knife. "Where's Risotto's apartment number? If you guys are going to be pussies about this, I'm going by myself."

"And leave you by yourself?" Fugo said. "No."

"Quit pretending you care about me."

"Shut up!" Mista demanded. "We're near his home. Quiet!"

They stopped near a door. Fugo noticed signs of a break-in and some dried blood on the door frame. He moved the welcome mat, which covered more blood.

"I'm scared," Fugo admitted.

Risotto opened the door. He was tall and looked unamused. It seemed his presence intimated Narancia, seeing as he dropped his knife and bumped into Fugo.

"Mista?" Risotto spoke, and the two boys noticed their friend blushing furiously. "Who are these two?"

"H-hi! Um, do you know where Doppio is?" Mista asked.

"He went to meet a blond guy he met this morning. I don't know who. And before you ask Mista, it's not Prosciutto. He's with me."

"He's here? Um, do you guys want company?"

"Mista!" The two boys jabbed his stomach.

"Ouch! Okay, do you know this blond guy?"

"No," Risotto answered. "But I've seen him. He's the toughest guy I've ever seen. And before you go, I think that guy might be a tourist."

Before he could close the door, Mista put his foot in the doorway. "Do you have his number, Twitter, anything?"

"Doppio's tough to contact. He'll contact you when he wants to. Can you leave?"

Mista unlocked the door and left the neighborhood with his friends.

"So, all we have is a mysterious blond guy," Narancia said.

"And he's buff," Mista added.

"Don't tell me who I think it is," Fugo said. He got his phone out and called Giorno. "Hey, GioGio, what's your dad doing currently?"

"I'm not sure," Giorno answered. "I finished unpacking, but he wasn't helping me. Instead, he enlisted an army of his friends to help. It's ridiculous! Also, I have no idea where my mother is. Should I text him?"

"Yes."

"Okay, hold on. I just texted him. I'm waiting for a reply. Is there a reason why you need him?"

"Remember that pink-haired guy we saw at the beach? We might think he's Trish's dad and might be with your dad."

"Her dad with my dad? What do you mean?"

"Dating. They're together. That's what Risotto's saying."

"No, that can't be. My dad is with my mother. They're out there somewhere doing something." Fugo heard the doorbell ring through the phone. "Hold on. I think my dad is home. Hey, Dad, your friends— Oh no. Um, where's Mother? You broke up with her? Is that why you brought home this guy?" It sounded like Giorno was moving. "Hey, babe, you need to get over here."

"Thanks. I love you!" he said before hanging up. "Ugh, now I need to call Trish."

"Hey, I think I'll head home," Narancia said. Fugo knew him well enough to hear that sad tone in his voice.

"Hey, Narancia, I'm sorry for fighting with you."

He sighed. "I just want to be alone right now."

Fugo looked at Mista, hoping he'd know what's up. He didn't. They let Narancia walk away.

-

The four of them arrived at Giorno's house around 1 PM. Fugo rang the doorbell. Hopefully, Giorno heard the door. It sounded like he was having a party.

"Do you think Giorno's got food?" Mista asked. "We haven't eaten lunch."

"Sorry, I guess I was so caught up trying to search for my dad," Trish apologized. "Hmm, don't you think it's strange how Giorno's dad had vacationed here for a week and already has a house here? Can he do that, Fugo?"

"Trust me. He can," Fugo replied. Someone like Dio, who lived for a long time, must have friends in high places. He wondered what he could get away with.

Giorno opened the door. "Oh, guys, you're here."

"You just moved in," Trish said. "How have you finished unpacking?"

"Well, my dad called his friends here. And no, they're not from Japan. They're from Egypt and the other parts of Europe. I think that Hol Horse guy is from America. I don't know. He has guns and kind of dresses like a cowboy, but enough about them. I saw that pink-haired guy with my dad. Follow me. Close the door."

Trish got inside first. Fugo closed the door once everyone was in.

"Dude, Narancia's room looks nicer than this," Mista commented, looking at the beer bottles on the floor. "Are you sure you've finished unpacking?"

"It wasn't like this," Giorno explained while walking to the room where Dio held the party. "It got rowdy so fast. But Trish, how do you know if Doppio is your dad?"

"Well, I had this feeling at the beach. Do you want to know what's funny? Formaggio thought Doppio was my brother. And I'm getting that feeling again. I may not trust Formaggio, but I do trust my gut."

"Hey, Trish," Sheila said. "Formaggio said Doppio is with Giorno's dad—Dio, right? Um, does that mean Giorno's kind of like a brother?"

Mista laughed. "Hehe, Giorno and Trish are step-siblings! Why do I find that strange?"

"Wouldn't my dad have to marry Dio for him to be my stepbrother?" Trish asked, looking at Fugo.

"I'm exhausted to answer this. We've had a long day and gone without lunch," Fugo replied.

"My dad ordered pizza," Giorno said. "It'll be here soon."

They reached the door. Giorno opened it, and once he did, everyone in the room looked at them. They were all adults except for one. As for Dio and Doppio, the pink-haired man sat on his lap, making out with the blond, who squeezed him tightly. They stopped, realizing the silence filling the room, and turned to face them.

"Aw, I thought the pizza was here," Doppio whined.

"Shh." Dio planted his finger on Doppio's tender lips. "That's just my son and his friends." He looked at them. "Giorno, I said this party was for grown-ups only."

They eyed the only teenager in the party. The teen had a beer bottle in his hand.

"Except him. He's an exception. He was basically a baby, haha!"

"Um," Trish spoke up, making eye contact with Doppio. She struggled to get the words out, but there were too many people. They all looked at her with piercing stares. "Never mind," she said before leaving.

"Was she talking to me?" Doppio asked.

The doorbell rang.

"Giorno, make sure the girl doesn't get the pizza. I don't want her to eat it," Dio said.

"She hates pizza," Sheila informed.

"Giorno, get the pizza. I'll take care of Trish," Fugo said.

Fugo rushed to Trish, finding her in a corner, curled up in a ball and trembling. "Are you alright?"

She jumped and turned around. "Oh my gosh! It's you! Sorry, you surprised me. Gees, there are so many adults in there. They don't need to hear my business, and seeing Dio make out with my dad was weird."

"Yeah, it's weird. Maybe you should confront him next time."

"How will we even know if there will be a next time? It seems impossible to contact him."

"You're right, and I don't think we can ask Dio. He doesn't like you, it seems."

The two heard Sheila's footsteps. "Sorry, I had a few words with Doppio. He says he finds it silly that you're his kid, but once I showed him a photo of your mother, he had a headache and went to the bathroom. I'd follow him, but Dio yelled at me. What do we do?"

Trish sighed. "Let's just go home. Turns out this was just a waste of time. Oh, and Fugo, before we go, are we streaming Minecraft tomorrow?"

"Yeah, but I feel Narancia is not on board," Fugo answered. "He's been hostile towards me."

Giorno held boxes of pizza stacked onto each other with a salad bowl on top and walked across the halls. "You guys hungry? We can't eat with the adults, but we can head to the dining room."

"Oh! A salad? Who ordered that?" Trish asked.

"Mariah did, but I don't think she'll mind if it disappeared." He smiled, handing her the bowl.

"Ah, you're the best!"

"Hey, where's Mista?" Fugo realized he disappeared again. "Don't tell me he's in the party room."

Sheila facepalmed. "He has to be. He's 18, isn't he? Giorno, get him out of there so we can eat with him."

[phantatrix]

In the Dead of Night

[a few months after the events of Vento aureo, Fugo meets an old friend]

After a night of playing piano at a bar, Fugo dragged his feet back to his tiny apartment. It felt strange returning to a place so silent, so empty, but he had nowhere else to go. If the rumors were true, the Don would start sending gangsters to search for him and bring him to justice for his betrayal. Fugo would argue that he had betrayed no one one, but these words would certainly fall on deaf ears.

It wouldn't matter because if he had been there, his friends wouldn't have died. Maybe, he could've guided them towards the more logical path if he had been with them. Maybe--

His anxious thoughts came to a screeching halt when he heard the sound of crunching gravel behind him.

Fugo was no stranger to being followed. As a child, thieves stalked him to see if they could steal precious jewelry from him or use him for ransom. As a (former) gangster, street thugs and rival gangsters trailed him for countless blocks, waiting for the right time to jump him. Even now, every once in a while, some drunk bastard from the bar felt daring enough to harass a teenager and Fugo would put him in his place.

If he darted through these alleyways, he could make it to his apartment in record time. He knew them like the back of his hand; it wouldn't take too much effort to throw off his pursuer in the labyrinth between all these buildings. 

So Fugo did just that. With a sharp turn, he darted into the alley. Unsurprisingly, the other person was keen on not losing him. No matter. So what if this would take more time? A few extra minutes creating a convoluted path would certainly be worth living another day. 

After what could've been minutes or hours, a sharp pain rippled in his side. He became considerably slower and his breaths ragged. Fugo silently cursed himself for not being the athletic type. Guess a confrontation was unavoidable after all. 

He kept Purple Haze ready in the back of his mind. He'd really rather not use his stand but if his fists turned out to be useless, then he'd have no other choice. 

The figure soon approached him and judging by the sound, they didn't seem to have been fazed from all the running. No panting, no gasping, nothing. Fugo tried to steady his own breathing but he felt as if he were suffocating. 

No. If he thought he was suffocating before, now he had all the air ripped from his lungs. 

In the moonlight, a raven-haired boy dressed in black appeared before him. 

“Fugo!” The boy shouted excitedly. In less than a blink of an eye, thin strong arms wrapped around Fugo and lifted him off the ground.

He was stunned. This couldn't be him. 

“I can't believe it's really you! I never thought I'd see you again and so soon too!” Narancia set down the dazed albino. “Did you really have to be so hard to find? I missed you, asshole!”

Before he could stop the words from slipping out, Fugo whispered, “They told me you were dead. That you and Abbacchio and Buccellati were dead.”

Tears stung his eyes. He first found out through rumors among Passione's lowest members. He didn't want to believe it, he refused to believe it until he found a letter at his old hideout from none other than Don Giovanna himself. 

“Psssh. Death’s just temporary! I'm here and better than ever. See?”

Fugo’s blood ran cold. How could he have not noticed those yellow eyes before? When Narancia spoke of his new undead existence, the tips of unnaturally long fangs poked out from his lips. A quick glance down revealed that the raven-haired boy did indeed have claws and they were especially sharp. 

This wasn't Narancia. This was his divine punishment. And he was this monster's next meal. 

“Uh, Fugo? Are you okay?”

Not in the slightest. 

With a newfound burst of energy and desperation for survival, Fugo sprinted down the alleyways. It wasn't logical. The vampire could easily catch him, but that didn't matter right now. He had to at least try to live another day. 

Broken glass and splintered wood cut up his hands as he climbed over boxes and piles of rubbish. Fugo knew he wasn't meant to live to see 20, but he didn't expect it would end like this.

He always suspected he would die on the job, whether it was from an enemy striking him down or Purple Haze’s virus finally getting to him. Being eaten alive by a monster that wore the face of someone he once called family never would've crossed his mind in a million years. 

“Hey Fugo!”

With an accidental shriek, Fugo fell backwards as the monster manifested before him. He had no time to stand back up. Some small voice begged him to use his stand so he could escape, but Fugo was tired of running. He couldn't outrun fate. His abandonment of his team had finally caught up with him and he had to accept the consequences, even if they came in the form of a bloodthirsty vampire. 

A clawed hand reached out to him and Fugo squeezed his eyes shut. If he were going to die here, he should at least be kind enough to himself to avoid seeing the grisly scene about to unfold. The hand rested on his shoulder and he couldn't help but flinch.

A rustling sound. Fugo felt paper fall into his lap. Slowly he opened his eyes and grabbed the paper. He had to blink rapidly, he couldn't have anticipated what was written on that paper. 

They were filled front to back with a series of math problems. 

He looked up at Narancia, who wore a shaky smile and tears in his eyes. This was the second time he felt his heart shatter this evening. 

“While you were gone, I wanted to go back to school, so I decided to finish those math problems you assigned. Not to brag, but I think this is the best I've ever done.”

Fugo’s hands trembled as he checked through the problems. Sure, there were some problems he got completely wrong, but he had to admit, Narancia had never successfully completed so many math problems before. 

“Aren't you proud of me, Fugo?”

Fugo was never one to initiate or return hugs, but he leapt on the ravenette and embraced him in the tightest hug he'd ever given anyone. His whole body racked with sobs. The past few months, he forbade himself from mourning the loss of his family. He had no time for tears, but now all of those pent up emotions reached their tipping point and he couldn't stop. 

“I've always been proud of you, Narancia! I'm sorry if I ever convinced you I wasn't,” his voice cracked. Narancia tightly hugged Fugo in return and soon he couldn't stop crying either. “I'm sorry for all the times I hurt you. I'm sorry I left you and the others. I- I'm sorry you died because I was too cowardly to stand by your side! I know I deserve to die and--”

Narancia shoved Fugo off of him. Fugo had seen Narancia at his most furious but never like this. For a split second, he wondered if he was even ready to accept his fate. 

“Shut up, you bastard!” He shouted. Fugo recoiled a bit at that. “Don’t you ever say that you deserve to die. Ever! You're my best fucking friend and I hoped we could continue being friends after I found you. If you think I want revenge, then you have to be the stupidest person I've ever met!” 

Fugo had nothing to say to that. What could he say? In his months of self-hatred, he waited for death like a guest he was anticipating. He wasn't one to take his own life but if someone were to come along and take it, he would accept it. Or so he thought. 

Narancia sighed. “I never resented you for staying on that dock. Even when I died, I was glad you were able to survive. Please, Fugo. I just want us to be friends again.”

Through choked words and a shaking body, Fugo cried, “Why? Why would you want to be friends with me after what I did? Because of me, this happened to you.” He grabbed the ravenette’s clawed hands. An indescribable emotion flashed in Narancia’s eyes.

Fugo often imagined what would happen if he were to reunite with his former teammates, both alive and dead. These scenarios almost always ended in violent confrontation as they blamed him for all the tragedy. More often than not, these confrontations ended with his death. A life for the lives lost but nothing was enough to amend his wrongs.

“No. Giorno is what happened to me. Because of you, I chose to live.” Narancia pulled his hands back and then grabbed Fugo’s. “You found me half-dead in an alley and I sure as hell wasn’t going to live to see another day. I wanted to die so that the pain would finally stop. But, you helped me and I swore to myself that I was never going to choose death again. Not if I have any say in it.” 

Forgiveness never once crossed Fugo’s mind.

Nor did friendship.

Nor did fresh beginnings.

Maybe Fugo was being stupid after all. Logic never guided Narancia, so of course he would want things to go back to the way they were. Logic would tell him that that can’t ever happen. But maybe everything could be better now. Love would tell him that.

“I’m sorry, Narancia. I didn’t mean for this reunion to go like this,” he laughed weakly.

Narancia beamed at him. It’ll be difficult to see those yellow irises replacing the old purple ones. “I’ll say! I didn’t come here for a sob fest. Come on, let’s go home.” 

“Home?”

“Yeah! Buccelati and Abbacchio should be back at the car by now. I can’t wait to see the look on their faces when they see that I was the one to find you,” Narancia explained.

“Buccellati and Abbacchio… they’re alive?” 

“Well, yes and no. They’re vampires like me.”

“Oh.” The guilt once again sucker-punched him, but it was useless to voice that again.

Narancia walked ahead, rambling about their new life together. Fugo couldn’t move. His legs locked into place, eyes staring holes into the ground, body trembling slightly. A ball and chain anchored him to the ground where he stood. Narancia turned around.

“Do you think you’re ready to see our team again?” Yellow eyes cut through the chains and into his soul. Fugo inhaled deeply and walked forward, the metaphorical anchor fading away.

“No, but I want to anyway.”

[yanderes-galore]

I know that tomorrow’s the 17th and that the time period for requests is later in the west, but I had to request it know knowing JoJo’s on the list! Where there is fanfics, I’ll be there. When headcannons are afoot, I will be there!

Anyways, sorry for the ramble on my current hyperfixations. Prompts 3 and 10 for Narancia.

Sure! Sorry this took so long, I was struggling- Hope this works for you... I appreciate feedback!

Yandere! Narancia Prompts 3 + 10

"You'll love me, even if we have to sit and wait for it to happen."

"I've given myself all to you! Yet you call me a monster!"

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Violence, Implied attempted murder/Murder, Manipulation, Clingy behavior, Possessive behavior, Stalking, Overprotective behavior, Fear of abandonment, Angst, Delusional behavior, Forced relationship.

You remember when you first met Narancia. Part of you wishes you could go back to those simpler times. Maybe then you'd be a lot less... stressed.

When you met Narancia you did petty theft. You lived with a relative of yours and you grew up rather poor. You still went to school most of the time... but you barely had enough money to eat.

That's when you met Narancia... a friend who also seemed to be in a bad spot. He felt that the best thing in life and survival is friendship... it's no wonder he befriended you. Friends help each other.

You two became close. Narancia helped you steal to get money and even knew your relative. You two might even be partners in crime.

Then disaster hit.

Your relative was caught and sent to jail. Narancia was set up and also went to jail. Now... now you were all alone with a dwindling food supply.

Soon you dropped out of school. You yourself ended up thriving on the streets. This was your life for years as you grew up.

Soon you yourself ended up signing up for Passione. You needed a job, you needed money, you needed somewhere to go. You were tired of being some sort of street rat.

By some means you pass Polpo's test and gain yourself a stand. This leads you into Passione... where you end up meeting an old friend.

Truthfully you both never thought you'd see each other again...

Maybe it was best you didn't?

Narancia was ecstatic when he saw you again. The other members of Bucciarati's gang were surprised when Narancia leaped onto you with childish joy. You yourself even froze for a moment.

There he was... once again... your friend. You can't help but sadly smile as you hug him back. It was after this you were introduced to the gang.

From there you thought things were rather normal. Narancia hovered around you but that was expected when you catch up. You two talked a lot and the gang noticed Narancia got less angry at times.

Especially during studying with Fugo... his temper goes down to a simmer when you're around eagerly listening to the lesson.

The gang became your family along with Narancia. For a long time you feel happy. There's always moments between the members, both good and bad, but you love it.

Well... loved it... things got strange with Narancia after awhile.

Narancia got more and more clingy with you. At first you assumed it was just him being protective. After all... now he knows how easy it is to lose you.

But now he clings to you as though you'll abandon him. Instead of being calm his aggression spikes when you speak with others. It scares you how fast he pulls his blade on people around you now.

It's as though he's scared they'll take you.

The way Narancia looks at you is so different now. His eyes don't hold that same friendship anymore. Instead it's drowned out with a certain darkness as looks at you.

You hate that he seems to know exactly what you're doing at all times.

You know something's wrong. You just aren't sure how to deal with it. As a result you end up distancing yourself from Narancia. You instead find yourself talking to other people, not just the people in the gang.

It only seems to bring more issues.

You don't realize how far Narancia's gone until he does something drastic. You see him come back from a mission smelling of soot and blood one day. When you ask him what happened...his answer scares you.

"Oh... well I was off on a mission for Bucciarati... then I saw a certain guy you've been talking with... then I got a bit... carried away-"

The thought of what he means scares you. As a result you instead close to the gang more. However... even then it's not enough.

Narancia doesn't even like that anymore.

Soon Narancia corners you in private. You already fear to be around him... but you listen because you're friends, aren't you?

"Do you like me?"

Not anymore....

"Of course I do, Nara, we're friends until the end... always have been-"

"No, not like that. I mean... I want to be your boyfriend. We've been through similar pains, haven't we? ... don't you want to be with me?"

"Narancia..."

"Why have you been ignoring me?"

You curse yourself when he pins you, purple eyes swirling with a certain possessive tinge. Your fear increases when when he tightens his grip. It's then you try to reason....

"Narancia, please-"

"Answer my question..."

"You... you scare me, Nara. You won't let me talk to anyone but you-"

"You aren't supposed to!" He sneers. "You talk to anyone else... I'll lose you again."

"You won't Nara-"

"I need you to be with me... please say you will. I'll do anything!"

"Nara, I can't-" You whisper, trying to push him away.

"What do I need to do? Do I need to kill for you? I've done it before, I'll do it again!"

You pause for a moment, staring at Narancia. He seems to caught up in the moment to realize what he's said. He only pauses when he sees you shaking.

"So that's what happened..." You whisper, thinking of when he came back covered in blood and smelling of fire. "You're a monster..."

Then you see Narancia snap.

"I've given myself all to you! Yet you call me a monster!" Narancia yells, his grip tightening. His temper flares and it causes you to cry a bit. You want to go back to the rest of the gang.

Narancia seems to notice your shivering and sobs. His heart pangs in guilt. He's hurting you...

He's hurting you because he's selfish...

He doesn't want to lose you.

You don't move when Narancia pulls you into a hug. His gaze holds a delusional glint as he holds your shaking figure against him. He loves you too much... too much for his own good.

Why won't you reciprocate?

"You'll love me, even if we have to sit and wait for it to happen." Narancia whispers, kissing the top of your head. To him, he wants no one else.

You two belong to each other...

He's known that since he's met you... this is fate... he just has to be even more patient.

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- Inside Giorno's mind -

Devil Giorno: Ugh. I'm getting bored! Can't we do something while we're driving to meet this guy?

Angel Giorno: Be nice! Signore Pericolo is part of Passione! We have to be respectful of him, okay?

Devil Giorno: Saying that won't take away being bored! *looks at screen towards Bri, smirking* I have an idea. Why don't we get to know her just a bit better?

Angel Giorno: *looks up and sees Bri* Well, we're going to be in this car for a couple more hours. I say that's a wonderful idea! But what should we talk to her about?

- Outside -

Car: *hits a bump*

Everyone: *gets jostled around* Woah!

Giorno: *lands on top of Bri, head resting on her chest* !!

Bri: Ah! Giorno? Are you alright?

- Inside Giorno's mind -

Angel Giorno and Devil Giorno: *blushing*

Angel Giorno: I...I can hear her heartbeat! *eyes glaze over dreamily* It's so soothing...

Devil Giorno: *grinning widely* Never mind that! Her beautiful eyes! Those kissable lips!

Gold Experience: *frantically* Muda Muda Da! [Translation: Bria's asking us a question, guys!]

- Outside -

Giorno: Ah! *sits across from her* Yes! I'm fine! *slight blush on his face, looks away shyly*

Trish: *slightly smiling*

Mista: *whispers to Trish: Hey, wanna tease him a little bit?*

Trish: *nods, grinning*

Every time I sat down to answer this, I started smiling like a fool and ended up getting distracted by shy cute GioGio

Mista: you're pretty red there Giorno, isn't he Trish?

Trish: yeah, coming down with something?

Giorno: no no, I'm alright

Mista: yeah, sure... so the newbie is that brave huh

Trish: well, I mean we can't blame him *smiles*

Giorno: wait, it's not like that!

Bri: it was an accident, like Fugo just now-

Mista: oh no no, I'll deal with you later *flicks her forehead*

Fugo: *sighs*

Owaaaah lol this was so cute, poor Giogio, as always tysmmm for sending these to me, I hope you're okay bb and that your week is treating you well, take care of yourself and stay safe 💖💗💕❤️😘💓💖💗💕❤️

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AYYYYYY trish looks so good tho, i SEE the vision hehehe. And i like the rest of the picks too tho i cannot help but wonder… no avians or reptiles sobbing emoji

I see a legosi parallel with fugo with the komodo dragon grandparent but id KILL for a more hybrid kooking design, like have it be just fully 50/50 bc honestly the hare/komodo dragon combo is JUICY af hehhee

I couldn't help but laugh at abba being a predatorial offender like buddy what did u do… what did u fuck up this time

ALSO MY MAN MISTA NOOOO, poor guyyy. Been a while since i read beastars so i wasn't sure if the hyperdrug market was related to the energy drinks thing or if it was animals selling parts of themselves for cash smh smh

But i love thesee. Can't wait for sheila of course O.O

Take care!!

REALLY quick mspaint doodles of the rough fursonas im giving to these little bastards... if any of yall have any opinions i would like to hear them..

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The manga original scenes for HiNoe book 8 is amazing. A big thank you to Shamoji sensei for blessing us with extra Oscar content