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[withlovebuccellati]

Rendezvous, regrets and reconciliations ☆彡

Summary: Living life through Italy's mafioso lifestyle, Guido Mista broke his lover's heart to keep her safe. But when a dangerous mission leaves him wounded and desperate, he's back outside her door, sparking up a long awaited reunion.

A/N: Couldn’t find many Guido Mista works that I loved so I had to take matters into my own hands :p The lack of drama in my life kinda prompted this lol

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Guido Mista had always lived on the edge, his existence bound by the unspoken rules of Passione, the most powerful criminal organization in Italy. His days were filled with peril and uncertainty, a constant dance with death. It was this treacherous life that had driven him to break her heart. Months ago, he had ended things abruptly, leaving her with cryptic words about her safety and his duty. He couldn’t bear the thought of her being caught in the crossfire of his violent world. Every day since, the decision haunted him, but he convinced himself it was ultimately for the best; for her.

Tonight, everything was bound to change. A mission had gone disastrously wrong, leaving him wounded and desperate. There was only one person he trusted with his life, the only one who knew how to heal his wounds—her. Swallowing his pride, he staggered to her door, blood seeping through his shirt, each step a painful reminder of his vulnerability.

When she opened the door, her eyes widened with shock and anger. They hadn’t seen each other since the breakup, and the sight of him, battered and broken, ignited a storm of emotions. Her hesitation was palpable, the instinct to care for him warring with the hurt he had caused.

“You shouldn’t be here,” she said, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and fury. “I had nowhere else to go,” he replied, his voice strained with pain.

Reluctantly, she let him in, her heart pounding with a mixture of apprehension and unresolved feelings. She guided him to the couch, where he sank heavily, the tension between them palpable in the heavy silence that enveloped the room. His labored breathing echoed in the stillness, a stark reminder of the danger that he had narrowly escaped.

As she carefully tended to his wounds, their hands brushed, sending a jolt of electricity through them both. Memories of their shared past flooded back, each touch reigniting the deep connection they had once shared.

"I never wanted to hurt you, you know," he said suddenly, his voice breaking the silence that had settled between them. "I thought leaving was the only way to keep you safe."

Her eyes flickered with a mix of emotions—pain, confusion, and a flicker of understanding. She swallowed hard, grappling with the conflicting feelings that his words stirred within her. The weight of his confession hung heavily in the air, mingling with the scent of antiseptic and the soft murmur of distant traffic outside. In that moment, they both realized the complexity of their shared history and the fragile hope of a future still uncertain.

"Do you have any idea how much you hurt me?" she shot back, her voice trembling with a mixture of anger and pain, her eyes glistening with unshed tears that threatened to spill over. She stood before him, her posture tense and her hands clenched into fists. The weight of his absence had carved a hole into her heart, a void of unanswered questions and lingering pain.

"You left without a word, without an explanation," she continued, her voice wavering as she struggled to contain the emotions that surged within her.

"I thought I was doing the right thing," he admitted softly, his voice barely a whisper, his gaze fixed on the ground as he finally met her gaze. "But I was wrong. Being away from you has been torture."

His words hung in the air between them, heavy with regret and longing. The room felt suffocatingly small, filled with the echo of their unresolved feelings and the ache of lost time. She searched his face for any sign of the man she once knew, grappling with the complexity of forgiveness and the undeniable pull of their shared history.

“Do you think it was any easier for me?” Her voice broke, trembling with the weight of unspoken pain. She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white, as tears welled up in her eyes. “Every day, I wondered why you left, if you were alive, if you cared at all.”

The room seemed to close in around her, the air thick with the tension of years of unanswered questions. “I spent sleepless nights staring at the ceiling, hoping for a sign, a clue, anything that would tell me you were out there somewhere.” She turned away, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs, unable to meet his gaze. “Each day was a battle against the crushing silence, the unanswered questions that gnawed at my sanity.”

“I cared too much,” he said, wincing slightly as he shifted on the couch. His eyes held a mix of pain and regret, haunted by the decisions that had led them to this moment. “I couldn’t stand the thought of you getting hurt because of me.”

She was visibly frustrated now, her emotions raw and unfiltered. “But you did hurt me, Guido,” she replied, her voice tinged with disappointment and lingering hurt. “You hurt me more than anyone else ever could.”

Their words hung in the air between them, heavy with unresolved tension and the weight of unspoken truths. As she finished bandaging him, their heated conversation simmered into a tense truce. The raw honesty of their exchange began to dissolve the walls that had kept them apart.

Mista reached out, his hand trembling slightly as he gently took her hand in his. Their fingers intertwined, a silent acknowledgment of the tangled emotions that bound them together. The raw honesty of their exchange began to dissolve the walls between them. Mista reached out, gently taking her hand in his.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice thick with regret as he looked deeply into her eyes. “I was a fool to think I could live without you. I truly do think that we’re soulmates, there’s no one who could make me feel things you do.”

Her long-surprised emotions had finally hit her as Tears finally escaped her eyes, freely trailing down her cheeks. She nodded slowly, her body trembling with the intensity of their reunion. The pain of their separation mingled with the overwhelming relief of his return, creating a whirlwind of emotions within her.

In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them standing together. The room, with its dim lighting and soft murmurs of distant conversations hailing from the show that she was *previously* watching, became a distant backdrop to their long awaited reunion. They had both realized that no matter the dangers and uncertainties that lay ahead, they couldn’t deny their love.

They had found solace in each other’s arms, slowly piecing back the fragments of their broken hearts. Their reunion was a testament to the strength of their bond, a love that could withstand even the darkest of worlds.

Suddenly, the raw tension between them shifted like a gust of wind changing direction. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached out to touch the bandage wrapped around his torso, the reality of their dangerous situation looming large in the air around them.

"How bad is it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes searching his face for reassurance.

"Bad enough," he admitted with a grimace, his gaze dropping briefly to the floor before meeting hers again. "It was a setup. They knew we were coming."

Her brow furrowed in concern, a mix of fear and anger surfacing in her expression. "Who did this to you, Guido?" Her voice quivered with a mixture of emotions, betraying her worry and determination to get to the bottom of the betrayal that had left him wounded and their mission compromised.

He hesitated, a shadow crossing his face as he revealed the danger that had brought him to her doorstep. The weight of his words echoed in the dimly lit room, where the silence between them held the gravity of their shared past and uncertain future. “A rival faction within Passione. Someone wants me out of the picture.”

Her breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening with alarm as she grasped the implications. The room felt smaller, suffused with tension thick enough to cut with a knife. “And you came here? To me? You know they could follow you.”

“I had no choice,” he admitted, his voice urgent yet tinged with a hint of desperation. He shifted uncomfortably, aware of the risk he had brought to her doorstep. “I couldn’t trust anyone else. And… I needed to see you. To make things right.” Her hands trembled slightly as she reached out, a mixture of fear and unresolved feelings bubbling to the surface. The hierarchy of their shared history, the bonds and betrayals of their intertwined lives, loomed large in the space between them. “What if they find you here? What if they come after me?”

His grip on her hand tightened, a silent vow underscored by the weight of their entangled fates. “I won’t let that happen. I’ll protect you, no matter what.”

“How Guido? …By leaving me again?” Her voice trembled with bitterness, the wounds of past abandonment still raw despite the years that had passed. “No,” he said firmly, his resolve stealing his voice. “This time, I’m staying. We’ll figure this out together.”

She searched his eyes, seeing a glimmer of the man she had once trusted implicitly amidst the shadows of doubt. “You promise?”

“I promise,” he affirmed, pulling her into a fierce embrace that spoke volumes of unspoken apologies and renewed determination.

“We’ll face whatever comes. Together.”

[dzozef-art]

im here to spread some naramis propaganda

[vincevenus666]

in the boss’s garden, daydreaming 🐞🔫💕

[joejoeba]

they're the drugs boys they do drugs (secretly)

[bebegi]

˗ˏˋ ♡𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬ˎˊ˗

𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐨 𝐦.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

genre: daily texts | fluff

warnings: mentions of guns and a couple of suggestive jokes.

requested: yeah, like 3 years ago SORRY

notes: 2nd + 3rd | 4th + 5th | 8th + 9th [bonus]

© bebegi 2024. do not crop the tag or claim it as yours in any way please, do not repost in other sites without asking for permission + credit, thanks !! reblogs are highly appreciated <3

[zujime]

─── multiple characters x reader

characters included: bruno, joesph(not the old man ya'll, he is kinda bad tho ngl), josuke, jotaro, giorno, mista

c.w. when ur sad/upset/overthinking/idk, aged up, fluff, comfort, established relationship, no y/n usage, hcs, jjba, some italian pet names (2), a few swear words

- it's been a while since i posted jjba content, it's also been a while since i posted overall. this probably isn't much but for right now until i recover from this burnout, it's all i have. i hope you enjoy :)

at times like these, bruno notices almost immediately that something's up when he walks into your shared home and is met with an eerie silence. it's not long before he's rushing into the bedroom in search of you, only to find you curled up in bed—hidden under covers as you trembled and sniffled lightly. his touch is gentle when he rests his hand on your quivering shoulder, voice even softer as he speaks—asking about what's troubling you.

"what's wrong, mia cara" whether you tell him or not, he encourages you to release whatever tears remain as he holds you, giving you a shoulder to cry on and lots of forehead, nose, and cheek kisses as he tries to soothe you. once you've calmed down, he'll ask if there's anything you want—either a necessity or just something you want, he's getting it without a second thought. he just loves you so much and wants to do all he can for you.

now joesph...is kind of a jerk when he finds you crying at first. he'd baby talk you as he pinches, squishes your cheeks, and flicks your forehead or nose while laughing his ass off, but when he notices that you're not giving him any snappy remarks, slapping his hands away, or laughing with him, that's when he knows something's wrong and he's actually worried.

and when he starts asking you what happened, he almost sounds like a fly that's been buzzing in your ear for god knows how long, but you know he means well, especially when he's giving you the warmest and tightest hug he can—holding you against his chest as you let his heartbeat calm your uneven breathing. he's definitely babying you for the rest of the day and he might tease you a teeny tiny bit, but only to make you laugh.

josuke would probably think he did something to cause you to feel this way and if that's the case, bro's apologizing profusely (please, he's so sorry). whatever the problem might be, expect lots—and i mean lots of short sloppy kisses all over your face while he whispers tons of "I'm sorry" or "it's ok" onto your face. he might refrain from asking what the problem is both out of fear and because he doesn't want to cross boundaries or upset you even more.

but he'll spoil you rotten for the entire week cause he wants you—his everything—to feel better and he wants you to know how much he loves you. cuddles, kisses, hugs, naps together, movie night, whatever the hell you want is exactly what he's gonna give you maybe even before you ask. (he'd probably cry w you, on a serious note).

i think that jotaro would sit there and wait for you to tell him what's wrong so he'll know if it's serious or not—if it's serious he'll stay and listen to what you have to say, but if it's not like you're crying because something is out of stock or something, he's leaving the room and not even sparring you a second glance.

anyway, if you need any type of physical affection, he'd be able to tell from your body language or if you ask him for it but either way, he's not gonna not give you what you want...he's a really good listener, would literally sit there and listen to all that you have to say with no interruptions and he'd cuddle with you until you fall asleep cause he needs to know that you're actually okay, but he's not leaving your side. at all.

ok listen, not exactly like josuke, but i think giorno would be such a sweetheart. he'd ask if you'd wanna talk about it and would be content listening to whatever you say to him while he's holding you in his arms to bring your frantic mind to a slow so you can focus on what you want to say. would definitely cuddle with you in bed—you'll pass out in like less than 20 minutes so yeah.

mista would be so worried but at the same time he's asking who did it with sex pistols in hand (bro's ready to kill a bitch for you). "amore mio, who do i need to kill?" "mista, please don't kill anyone..." he's drowning you in nothing but love (kisses, cuddles, hand-holding, etc). he'd let you wear his hat or play with his hair to calm you down if that's what you want. you're getting spoiled. no, if's and's or but's, you're getting spoiled. want food? he's got it. wanna watch something? the tv's already on. wanna nap? he's already waiting in bed. he'd also let you cry on his shoulder for as long as you need and he'll give you back rubs too. :((

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

Hello, I did not want to disturb but I wanted to know how the stands of Bucci-Gang + Trish and Diavolo would behave in front of their beloved?Since they are manifestations of his soul, they would also show his Yandere side, sorry if it is a lot of work and I love how you write

*just so everyone knows I keep a lot of asks and hope to eventually write them later if I really like the concept…even if it may literally take an eternity to get to them*

So since this is Yandere focused I’m going to lean on that, but you’ll get to see the expressions of obsession as I write.

Yandere Bucciarati Group + Diavolo and Trish’s stands reacting to their darling

Bruno Bucciarati

Generally speaking Sticky Fingers particularly seems to “stand guard” around you. It’s fingers sometimes float across your skin, gentle touching. But at a moments notice is quick to use its ability if Bruno even suspects you trying to escape or pull something. There are times where you feel it grab your arm and drag you closer to its master.

Leone Abbacchio

Since his stand doesn’t really have offensive capabilities, it tends to like also hanging around you. Though if Abbacchio really insists on you not leaving his side, Moody Blues will do its best to keep you still. If he decides to use his ability depending on where you’re at, it does it relatively quickly and quick to pause with precision if it’s something like seeing your face sleeping at night. Simply watching you seems to be one of its favorite things to engage in.

Guido Mista

The Sex Pistols pretty much adore you, even the troublemaking number stops being a nuisance when you’re around. If you can see them, they insist on you feeding them when mealtime comes around. They may slightly pester Mista saying you’re better at doing so simply for holding food a certain angle. He enjoys this as much as the pistols do, and even if you can’t see them and feed them they still generally cheer when you’re around. if anyone outside the gang and Mista himself, they’ll end up reacting somewhat hostile. Snide or sarcastic remarks if someone tries to romance you.

They’ll also pester Mista if he hasn’t seen you in a few days due to a job or something he had to take care of on his own.

Narancia Ghirga

Aerosmith’s flight patterns seemingly change course a bit when you’re around Narancia. Out of protective instinct, it seems to fire it’s bullets/weapons more aggressive if you’re in any sort of immediate danger. Or if Narancia is tracking, Aerosmith seems to get a quick reading on you, fast. For some reason if the stand was used casually, the way it would fly around would be akin to something at an air show. Presenting the way Narancia may be excited to be with you.

Pannacotta Fugo

Purple Haze is interestingly affected by Fugo’s obsession for you. It stops obsessing over its arms, drooling minimizing to almost nothing. It’s aggression in battle nearly quadruples, out of getting rid of anything that Fugo considers a threat. So there’s times things may or may not get out of control or on the other end of the spectrum killing something with almost unusual precision . But it settles once knowing you’re safe, this may or may not exhaust Fugo occasionally. Under the surface Purple Haze would be pleased if you came to check on Fugo out of concern.

Giorno Giovanna

Gold Experience and Giorno are pretty much in sync almost constantly. It generally likes to express certain flowers that evidently have deep romantic meanings as a gift. It’ll daze you in a heartbeat if you try to sneak off somewhere, giving way to its stand master taking care of you for a few hours. Generally it seems to enjoy kissing your hand, and occasionally turning an object into a small animal for you. It doesn’t hesitate to turn something that you own into an animal to track down either if it means being in your presence again.

Aromatherapy is another thing it seems to do with plants, especially after Giorno figures out what your likes, dislikes, (and potential allergies) are.

Requiem is basically game over for any escape attempts with a stand, and even if you’re hesitant takes some effort to try and comfort you. Caresses and touches that would be comforting in a normal context that’s not having you run in terror from a mafioso.

Diavolo

Due to his violent tendencies and tactics, King Crimson is intense in presenting Diavolo’s dark desires. It’s touches are tight and unbelievably strong, that it tends to leave bruises on your body. Erasing time is smooth and precise, inducing confusion from trying to escape Diavolo. The stand is of course as impulsive as it’s stand master, your legs are broken or are knocked out as quick as your thoughts to wander.

Trish Una

Spice Girl has some impulsive traits that King Crimson does, as much as Trish probably doesn’t want to admit it. This stands intensity shines through sitting on your lap, arms around your neck. Not caring in the slightest if you can see it or not. It gives faint phantom kisses on your cheeks, and certainly uses its abilities to keep you in place no matter the area. It tends to also enjoy having you match Trish someway, even the smallest accessory it enjoys seeing Trish put on you to coordinate. Like you and her were meant to be.

[naomijoestar]

Happy late birthday and halloween! 🎃 hope you had a wonderful day 🥰

I had an idea that I struggled with getting out of my head so hear me out… Headcanons of the Passione members with a s/o who has big titties??? 🍒

I rest my case :3

Masterlist here <3

Thank you sm!💕 And 👀👀👀👀👀👀 I love this it’s so cheeky, I wouldn’t really consider this NSFW since it’s just them being… them ig? Just also simping and admiring :p I hope you like this and if you’d like anything changed or anything specific added you can always message me and I’ll fix it up!

Also I made this afab reader I hope you don’t mind

Passione members with a girlfriend who has big boobs

Giorno Giovanna

- Giorno might be a gentleman, but even he’s not immune to being captivated by you. He’ll occasionally find his gaze lingering, trying to be subtle but totally failing

- Sometimes, he’ll catch himself admiring you and quickly look away, trying to stay composed

- He finds himself instinctively shielding you if anyone else stares a little too long, offering his jacket to cover you up if you want. He’ll murmur, “Not that you need it—you’re stunning either way.”

- Giorno might buy you clothes with strategic support and structure, wanting you to feel comfortable and confident

- He’d gently tease, “You do know the effect you have on me, don’t you?” with a mischievous glint in his eyes

- When you catch him looking, he’ll give you a soft, almost shy smile and say, “Forgive me—I’m only admiring perfection.”

- Giorno is more likely to brush his fingers along your collarbone or rest his hand lightly on your chest when holding you close, clearly enjoying the way you fit against him

- Sometimes, he’ll quietly joke, “You’re going to be the end of me,” with a mischievous gleam in his eyes, making it clear that you’re very much on his mind

Bruno Bucciarati

- He loves hugging you close (😉), noticing how snug you feel against him, but he’ll keep his thoughts to himself

- He’d never make you feel objectified; he’d just subtly admire you and show you off in a classy way

- If you need help with finding comfortable clothing, he’s quick to assist and even offers suggestions, given his keen eye for fashion

- “You know, it’s hard for me to keep my hands off you.”

- Bruno loves spoiling you with outfits he thinks will highlight your best features, saying, “This would look perfect on you. Trust me.”

- When he hugs you close, he’ll rest his head just above your chest, murmuring, “I could stay here forever.” You can feel the warmth of his smile, clearly content to be so close to you

- He’ll run his fingers along your collarbone, softly tracing a line just above your chest, and give you a look that speaks volumes

- If you ask him about it, he’ll simply say, “How could I not admire you? You make everything else seem ordinary.”

Leone Abbacchio

- Abbacchio is often pretty reserved, but he’ll sometimes mutter a grumpy compliment, like, “That top looks nice on you.”

- Despite his usual stoicism, he can’t help but stare, especially when you’re just relaxing together

- If he sees someone else ogling, he’ll shoot them a glare that sends them running in the other direction

- He may pretend to be indifferent, but he’ll casually drape an arm around your shoulder, just for an excuse to feel closer, come on, he is a man with eyes and desires after all

- If he catches you looking away bashfully, he’ll smirk and say, “Don’t get shy on me now. I like the view.”

- He’ll pull you close in quiet moments, savoring the feeling of your warmth against him, secretly enjoying how you fit against him

- Abbacchio isn’t one for obvious compliments, but he’ll let out a smirk and say, “Just know I’m lucky to have you.”

Guido Mista

- Mista would definitely be the most obvious, often staring before realizing and trying to play it cool

- He’s more vocal and won’t hesitate to compliment you with his cheeky grin, saying, “Damn, babe, you look amazing.”

- He’s the type to buy you cute (or even silly) bras he thinks you might like, just as a little gift, and he loves buying you tops he thinks will highlight your curves

- The Sex Pistols might tease him about how smitten he is

- Will straight-up say, “Babe, you’re really making it hard to concentrate!” with a wink that makes you blush

- He loves pulling you into his lap, wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling into your boobs with a smirk, laughing when you push him away playfully. “What? I’m just appreciating my beautiful girl!”

- Mista’s openly a simp, so he won’t hesitate to let you know exactly what he’s thinking. He’ll look at you with a big grin and say, “Babe, you look…incredible. Really hard not to stare.”

- He loves it when you wear anything form-fitting and will definitely throw you a wink, saying, “You’re out here making everyone jealous—and I’m just lucky to be the guy next to you.”

Narancia Ghirga

- Narancia’s reaction would be blunt and honest, probably saying something loud and obvious without thinking it through

- He absolutely loves cuddling with you and is more than happy to be the small spoon if that means getting cozy against your tits

- He’ll wrap his arms around you in a tight hug, his head resting comfortably on your chest, sighing happily as he murmurs, “Can we just stay like this forever?” He loves to hug you close, especially when he can rest his head on your chest

- He doesn’t shy away from cheeky compliments, grinning down at you and saying, “You know, you make it really hard to keep my cool, babe.”

- Narancia would be thrilled to spoil you with gifts, even making up little excuses just to buy you something that makes you look—and feel—amazing

- If he finds himself staring, he won’t be subtle about it; he’ll just smile, completely mesmerized, and say, “Can you blame me? You look amazing.”

- He’ll often tell you how gorgeous you are, even in the simplest outfits, making you feel like the most admired person in his world

Pannacotta Fugo

- Fugo is shy and would find himself trying not to stare, but it’s clear he’s struggling, he’ll shyly brush his hand along your arm, whispering, “You… really are something else.”

- If you ever catch him, he’ll turn red and immediately look away, acting like nothing happened, “Can you blame me?”

- He’d be protective, making sure nobody else stares at you for too long, even if he has to shoot a harsh look or make a snarky comment

- He’d enjoy more subtle gestures, like resting a hand on top of your cleavage or helping you adjust your clothes, making sure you’re comfortable

- Sometimes, when you both are alone, he’ll quietly wrap his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder and sighing, “You have no idea what you do to me, do you?”

- He’s the type to blush when complimenting you, but he’ll still manage to say, “You’re making it very difficult to stay calm.”

- Fugo is also protective; he’ll drape an arm around you when he senses others looking, leaning down to say quietly, “They don’t deserve to stare at you like that.”

I hope you enjoy this! I tried making it a little intimate but also not too much, but if you’d like that changed I’ll happily do so! <3

If you enjoyed this make sure to check out my other post, and if you’d like anything specific for any jjba character/squad parts 1-7 you can always request it!

[thenorwalkagent]

Credit to @redhotpoker, @mlimby, and @fur-bee for the dialogue

[gurobitsu]

[shyfairies]

sleepy nights with narancia♡

☆warnings: none!

the colorful hue coming from the sun as it set shone through the window, dusting your walls a faint pink with a hint of orange. the window was cracked open, letting a light breeze flow through the air and rest on your bare skin, tingling from the chilly sensation.

it was a cool summer's evening, and after a long day of doing basically nothing, being tangled up with your boyfriend in bed was all you needed. your legs were intertwined as well as your arms, foreheads pressed together as you felt his calm breath against your face. eyes closed peacefully and lips slightly parted, his sleepy features were enough to make your heart melt into a puddle.

as you watched him in his slumber, his eyes suddenly fluttered open, revealing the deep purple color that you adored so much. immediately upon seeing your face, a smile found itself on his.

"is it morning already?" a sleepy narancia asked, his hand that was originally around your waist now reaching to rub his eyes.

"not quite. it's around eight pm," you replied.

he responded with a simple hum before returning his hand to it's original spot. his eyes danced around the room, but eventually settled right on yours. once again he removed his hand, this time to brush your hair behind your ears so he can caress your cheek lovingly. the pad of his thumb was warm against your face, and you felt yourself shiver under his soothing touch.

"you're so beautiful," narancia cooed. you could see in his eyes how much he loved you, so deep and filled with passion, you got lost in them everytime.

the two of you lie there for a moment, enjoying the comfort of eachother, feeling the warmth and gentleness of eachother's touch. you could smell the air coming from outside, it was sweet, and you felt your eyes close as you breathed in the scent.

suddenly, narancia sat up, leaving you with just the trace of his hand against your cheek that you so desperately craved.

"are you getting up?" you asked.

"nah, i just need to stretch."

you see him raise his arms as high as he can above his head, letting out a quiet groan as he plops them back in his lap. he lets out a sigh before almost instantly falling back into bed, now facing the ceiling.

you take this as an opportunity to slither back into his strong, warm arms, your head nuzzled into his chest, and your arm draped across his waist. instinctually, his arms wrap around you, with one around your torso and the other resting on top of your head.

this was one of your favorite positions. the sound of his heartbeat and the feeling of his stomach slowly rising as he breathes, it almost lures you to sleep. you nuzzle a little deeper, just wanting to be as close to him as possible. he made you feel safe, protected, cared for—something you didn't feel very often with everything that goes on in your daily life.

"you know, my principessa," narancia whispered. "someday, i would love to marry you, and make you my wife."

with his sweet words, you felt him hold you closer as he caressed your hair.

"i want to spoil you, and be the best husband you could ever have. i want to give you everything, the world, even. you deserve it, amore mio."

slowly, you feel yourself starting to drift off to narancia's gentle voice, your body melting into him. hearts beating in sync with eachother, both filled with pure, gentle love.

"i will always protect you, y/n," he whispered into your ear. narancia slowly and softly placed a kiss on your forehead, very careful not to wake you, before nearly falling asleep himself.

"i love you."

p.s. credits to the creator of the dividers♡

[johnny-but-emo]

Still procrastinating on drawing ref sheets but here’s a ghost au mista doodle

[jojosbizzarewife]

Tends to walk around the apartment/house naked

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Joseph

the kind of guy you need to remind multiple times that you have guests coming that day

Avdol

this man is so smug about it too, he knows you're looking

Hol Horse

will wear only his hat around

Akira Otoishi

the concert (that he started in the shower) is often too important to stop and get dressed

Mista

usually on laundry day - he always waits until he has no clothes left

Melone

shameless - tries to convince everyone else to try it

Formaggio

if anyone comments on his nakedness he just responds "you're welcome"

Hermes

"Sun's out bun's out" kind of girl

Mountain Tim

always looses at strip poker - also always starts the game of strip poker

Diego

whenever it's sunny, he lays in the sunlight to nap (like a lizard or a cat)

Gappy

honestly, I feel like my boy just forgets sometimes

[appleinyoureye]

JJBA p.2 │ The Tongue of My Love Takes Many Forms

Summary: love language headcanons! what they have to offer and how to make their knees weak!

Fandom: JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure

Characters: Giorno Giovanna, Mista Guido, Narancia Ghirga, Trish Una

Word Count: 787

Type: headcanons

part one

Giorno

Giving: words of affirmation, gift giving

Giorno is a master with words. He knows what, when and in which way should he tell you to make your day brighter. With a soft smile and reassuring glance, he tells you a compliment or two when you need it the most, and it makes you feel like the most special person on the whole freakin’ planet. Very often you don't hear these sentences directly from him – Giorno usually sends you a butterfly with a message spreaded on its wings, or a puppy that has your favorite snack tied to its collar. He is not afraid to use his stand to make the one he loves feel even more adored.

Receiving: physical touch, words of affirmation

Gio often drifts away with his thoughts, his mind busy with developing new plans and ideas. It may be tiring for his smart brain, and nothing helps him in these moments like your soft touch, grounding him to reality again. Your fingers brushing his cheek and catching his jaw, sweet words leaving your mouth are always enough. Whenever you see him struggling with anything, catch his hand in yours and watch the sparkles dance in his precious eyes.

Mista

Giving: words of affirmation, physical touch

My favorite boy, baby boo, the love of my life is all about adoring his loved one. He makes sure that you know your worth, and that your insecurities poof! go away. Mista is always, always telling you how good you look, how smart you are, how amazing you do things, and, uhh, how perfect you are! And be ready for a lot of hugs and kisses! He has to maintain physical contact with you almost all of the time. Brushing your hair every morning, tracing small circles with his thumb on your skin in public places, and hugging and spinning you after a long time apart. That’s how Mista shows he’s in love with you.

Receiving: physical touch, acts of service

Okay, I think we can all agree that this boy way too often gets his cute ass into trouble. Always somehow surviving, he comes to you vulnerable with scratches, cuts and all sorts of wounds. And your duty is to help him. Gently caress his body with a cotton swab, wrap the damaged skin in bandages, put cute band-aids on his face, massage sore spots. Just pamper him like a baby! He knows he can do it all by himself, but your hands just do the magic, you know?

Narancia

Giving: acts of service, gift giving

Sometimes you think that your boo has two left hands, but it’s the thought that counts, right? Narancia makes you breakfast, but always burns one side of a pancake or makes the scrambled eggs way too dry. He cleans your desk, but accidentally throws away an important document (don’t worry, later he’ll duck in the trash can so he can find it!). He wants to make it up for his clumsiness by giving you all sorts of trinkets! He’s like a magpie. Anything that looks like something you may like (or is sparkly) he gets for you because I can’t say that he buys everything…

Receiving: words of affirmation, gift giving

He’s your good boy, your cutie-patootie, your boo-boo-bae-bee. Tell him that. Praise him. Narancia needs it, and you know it! Remind him how much he means to you. How brilliant his ideas are, even though sometimes they make no sense! Just appreciate his efforts, and I can promise you, that you will see his imaginary tail wagging. And if you tell him how much he means to you, and then give you something to eat? Sheesh! The boy may even cry from happiness.  

Trish

Giving: quality time, words of affirmation

She’s not the best at showing it, but Trish cares for you. She surely does. That is why she suggests that you should take her more on dates! Like, c’mon, how could you not think that Trish wants to spend more time with you you to take her on yet another date this weekend? That she deserves it? Pfft! You can still make it up to her by watching a movie marathon with her. And if you notice her hints, she may even praise you! 

Receiving: gift giving

Okay, now, I sure hope you know what to do with her. Give her gifts that she deserves! Trish feels the most loved when she’s appreciated. She may give the vibes of a gold digger, but it’s totally not that. Trish is reassured of your feelings when you put an effort when choosing a gift she may like, when she gets something she’s told you once and you still remembered! It’s the thought behind the gift that counts the most, plus, who doesn’t like pretty things?

[hopelesslovebug]

@naramisweek day 7\\

i like to be delusional 😺

[frolicking-cat]

There's this part from "The Exit" by Conan Gray that goes "Feels like we have matching wounds / but mine's still black and bruised / and yours is perfectly fine" and I cannot stop thinking about a fanart of Fugo and Mista inspired by it

I still haven't read PHF but I feel like it makes kinda sense with them? Also I will eventually draw it I guess but if anyone's interested go ahead and use this idea lol