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beneathashadytree · 3 years ago

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Hi Maya, how are you? Congratulations on 1k omg 💖✨

I've come to make a request 🥺👉👈

Please may I have some fluff for Giorno using prompts 30 and 36 from the fluff prompt list?

Ahnhh tysm, and I hope you have a stunning day/evening ☺️🐞

LITTLE THINGS - GIORNO GIOVANNA X READER

Warnings : self doubt, reader is female!

Genre : fluff and comfort with a bit of angst (oops)

Word count : 1.0K words

Prompts : "You can ask me as much as you want, I’ll say I love you each time." and "Don't look away from me."

Additional notes : Aaaa thank you so so much Bri! I'm so glad to be sharing it with you. And receiving a request from one of my all-time favorite writers makes me so happy! Hope you like this, and hope your day is as lovely as you've made mine.

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Giorno had blinked himself awake 3 times already when he realized that he was far too sleepy to focus on the book he had been trying to read. The words got blurry and he found his eyes closing involuntarily almost every five minutes, so he decided to---for once---retire early for the night. Setting down the book on his bedside table and buttoning up his silk pyjamas because of the autumn breeze drifting through the balcony, all that was left for the mafia don to do was to switch off his reading light so he could hit dreamland.

As he leaned over to the lamp, a quiet voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Hey, Giorno?"

Pausing, he turned to his lover, resting his upper body on his elbows, his voice gentle, "Was the light bothering you? I'm switching it off right now, don't worry."

She shook her head and bit her lip, an anxious expression flitting over her face. The blonde felt confused, having never been unable to decipher her feelings before. However, right now, he was stumped; he had no idea as to what was occupying her mind and worrying her.

"Has something upset you?" he carefully probed, before he furrowed his eyebrows, a familiar glint flashing in his emerald eyes, "Did something happen behind my back?"

"No, nothing like that," she was quick to reassure him, before she squeezed her eyes shut, inhaling sharply and finally asking in an uncharacteristically timid voice, "I was just wondering... Giorno, do you still love me?"

"Why would you ask something like that?" Giorno, though rarely explicitly expressive of how he felt, looked quite upset at her question, and she swallowed thickly.

"Just... please. Answer the question."

"Of course I do. There's no doubt about it," he answered without a single moment's hesitation, before falling back on his side to face her in a more comfortable position, his hand underneath his head, "Have you ever felt that I don't?"

"Not exactly," his beloved sighed, nestling deeper into the covers, as though hiding from the hurt of something inexplicable, "It's just that... we haven't really done anything romantic in quite a bit. We lead pretty busy lives, and we're so used to being with each other. I wondered if you got bored because you felt like our spark died."

"If someone stops loving someone just because they don't go out on dates every other day and buy a dozen roses weekly, then they were never fit to be in a relationship," Giorno firmly said, a hand reaching out to cover her palm between both their bodies, "I've heard from many people that being with someone can get tedious after a while, but I've never felt that with you before. I suspect they've only ever felt that because they weren't willing to mature alongside their partner," he smiled gently at her bathed in the dim orange glow, with her flushed cheeks and still-kind-of-worried gaze, "I like sharing my life with you, and I like you sharing yours with me. Even the mundane feels special when you're doing it with someone dear."

"But doesn't it feel more like routine than anything?" she nervously asked, her free hand fiddling with the threads at the end of her shirt, and the young man shrugged.

"Sure it does, but isn't that what makes it so nice? It's the kind of routine you look forward to and find comfort in," a tender smile on his face, he began to list a few things off his head, "Waking up beside each other, grabbing breakfast before work, phoning each other to buy something on the way home, going grocery shopping together, even just sitting in the same room keeping each other company... I like these things."

Some doubt still clouded her eyes, but he was perceptive enough to pick up on it and continue, "If you would like that, I can arrange for a getaway next week, so we can focus on our relationship only. That way, I can show you that I'm more than willing to keep our spark going forever."

She tried to protest frantically, "Love, we're both so busy, asking for something like that would be insensitive. Plus, I only needed some reassurance for a stupid question."

He shook his head, "I insist. I want to spend time with you on our own," again, he could only give her his warmest smile in return, squeezing her hand affectionately, "And it wasn't a stupid question. If it was on your mind, then it was important. You can ask me as much as you want, I’ll say I love you each time."

That was all it took to have her throwing her arms around him, burying her face into his warm chest. Only when her shoulders began to shake did he realize that she was crying into this hug, and he felt his heartstrings being pulled, one by one with each damp spot she left on his pyjama shirt.

"Hey," the blonde pulled her back at an arm's length, only to find her averting her eyes and wiping at her cheeks, "Please don't look away from me. Come here."

Her hands were replaced with Giorno's soft palms, gentle and careful as they caught the tears and wiped them away. An unmistakably loving look in his eyes, he held her watery gaze for a few seconds before leaning in for a tender kiss to her lips; nothing more than a simple peck, but speaking a thousand sweet words. And after pulling back, he brought her to his chest once again, ear pressed against to his beating heart.

He wanted her to know with absolute certainty that there would never come a day when his heart would stop beating so erratically and quickly when he held her so near. It was practically impossible, when he'd only ever known about love with her.

Taglist: @mrsgiovanna @blondeboyfriend @boorishbrambling

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mrsgiovanna · 3 years ago

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Abbacchio: That kid.

Bruno: Hm?

Abbacchio: There is definitely something that's going on inside that golden head of his. Look at him. He's probably planning a scheme right now!

- Inside Giorno's mind -

Haruno: *drawing on the mind wall* *humming*

Angel Giorno: Hm. I wonder what he's drawing.

Devil Giorno: Let's see. Well, it looks like the team and butterflies and basically cute kid stuff.

Angel Giorno: What does drawing on the mind wall do?

Devil Giorno: Honestly, I have no idea... Let's watch to see what happens!

🤣😂😅 Abba, please, you need to chill,

Bruno: Abbacchio, don't you think that's a bit much, he's literally just working quietly there.

Abbacchio: it's always the quiet ones! I'm going over there to check on what he's doing *walks over to Giorno*.

Bruno: Abbacchio, wait *follows Abba*

Giorno: *doodling Harunos drawings on the documents he's working on*

Abbacchio: Oi, Don Cannoli, what are you busy with?

Giorno: *looks at them with the happiest, softest expression, then eyes widen. Flips page over* oh nothing

Abbacchio: then why are you hiding it-

Bruno: it's okay Giorno, continue with what you were doing. *pulls Abba away*

Abbacchio: Why did you stop me?

Bruno: does that look like the face of a schemer? *both look at a serene, happy Giorno*

Abbacchio: no...

Bruno: you need to trust him more...

Bri: *walks in* hi guys, our associates are here, shall I bring them in?

-inside Giorno's mind-

Devil Giorno: *picking up Haruno and handing him to angel Giorno* okay little man, it's time for me to take over, enjoy your nap okay? Thanks for brightening up the place.

Angel Giorno: be careful, I don't want a repeat of last time...

-outside-

Giorno: *eyes darken* bring them in

Awwww precious Haruno, as always, tysm my sweet🥺, I hope you're having the best day ❤️💫💓🌟💖🐞💐

#sweet mutuals🥺#angel/devil gio #don giovanna #giogio asks

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painandpleasure86 · 4 years ago

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I was born to love you (Secret Santa exchange!)

A/N: Dearest @queenies-bug I’m your secret Santa! :D Sorry for my delay, life was hard and some plans didn’t result like I expected, like posting this fic earlier... I did what I could, I really hope you enjoy this fic(and please be honest with your opinion about this fic). Thanks, @warriorteam1924 and @thosequeenboys for hosting this beautiful event! Tysm for the effort, sweeties!

Summary: After lots of nights having the same dream and recognizing a “mark”, he tries to find why that happened to him...

Pairing: Platonic Frian/Maycury and romantic Jimercury (current time AU).

Warning: some fluff, some angst, some swearing, and a tiny little holidays touch!

Word count: 1600

Another day. Another time with that dream.

He’s clearly confused about it. If that wasn’t enough, his arm itched when he woke up. Again, over that “mark”.

That specific day was meanwhile they were touring, so his bandmates listened to that story again when they were taking their breakfast.

-Do you have that dream again with the two princes, and they were trying to be with you?- Brian asked.

-Yeah and again I ended with that strange man…

-And again you had “the itch”? -Roger asked.

-Exactly. I still have the mark here -Freddie said, pointing to his right forearm and extending it near to Roger.

-I still don’t see anything.

-That damn mark exists!- Freddie exclaimed.

-I don’t know mate, I think you’re going insane. You really should go to the psychiatrist, for real.

-Lots of touring it’s affecting you, I suppose- John pointed, meanwhile he was sipping his tea.

-And you aren’t affected? You’re a damn alcoholic that had his driver licence suspended- Freddie said, impulsively.

John just stared at him in silence, controlling himself to not say something that he would regret later. Both were watching to the other’s eyes. Brian cut off that tension.

-Fred, it doesn’t matter that here. Everyone has their own problems.

-I’m tired of their disbelief. They aren’t even trying to understand me. How many times I need to say that I don’t want to sleep because lately I just have that dream?

-We’re trying to understand you, Fred. Don’t lie like that. If we’re telling you that you need some psychiatric help it’s because we really care about you.

John didn’t want to say anything, he lighted a cigarette to keep his nerves controlled. He decided to contemplate the rest of the scene in silence.

-Really you’re trying to understand me??? Really, Roger?! -Freddie yelled, quite nervous.

-Fred breathe, please. Come with me - Brian said, putting his right hand over Freddie’s left shoulder-. We will return soon -Brian added, watching to John and Roger.

They stood up from the table and left Roger and John alone.

-For real, Freddie worries me -Roger said.

-I just hope he can find a logic explanation of his problem soon.- John said, smoking his cigarette.

Brian and Freddie walked to the hotel’s park. When Brian checked that wasn’t any stranger near to them, Bri started to speak.

-I think I have an explanation -Brian said, watching to that worried brown eyes.

-Please, tell me about it.

Freddie grabbed Brian’s hands. Brian couldn’t help but blush and smile a little. “Try to repress your feelings, you know that he isn’t your soulmate”, thought him.

-Bri, are you okay

Bri quitted his hands of Freddie’s grasp and scratched his forehead with his left hand.

-Yes, sorry. I… was thinking how I tell you this.

-Ah?

-Call me insane, but I read lots of things, no? Well, it exists some myths about something called “soulmate marks”.

Freddie was watching to that hazel eyes a bit confused.

-It’s when you have a mark that refers to your soulmate. I cannot see it, because just you and your soulmate can see it, so, how's the mark?

-Em… It’s like an X with two circles in its extremes.

-Hmm… scissors. A hairdresser perhaps? A gardener?

Freddie tries to remember the dream.

-Oh my… in my dream that strange man had scissors… and he was pruning the plants.

-In a medieval world?

-Yeah…

-Perhaps that’s a signal of him. Also, I see that you aren’t scratching your forearm…

-Yeah, and it’s just white. When it itches, it turns red.

-That’s because you aren’t near to your soulmate… - Brian said, a little sad.

-Are you okay, my dear?

-Yes Fred, it’s just… nothing. -Brian sighed- I hope you can be happy with that person soon.

-It doesn’t seem like nothing, but okay…

-I hope this explanation haves some sense…

-It’s a possibility, my dear. I’ll be more attentive when it starts to itch since now, thanks- Freddie said, hugging Brian

-You’re welcome, Fred- Brian said, watching over Freddie’s head. “I love you, but you don’t belong to me. Damn fate”, thought Brian.

-Please tell me more about that myths, Bri - Freddie said, leaving the embrace.

-I’ll tell you more later, now we should return to our table- Brian responded, starting to walk.

»»-------------¤-------------««

With that idea in his mind and after reading some stories about soulmate marks and more, he started to go to clubs even more, so he could pass near to the maximum of people. He checked Tinder a lot. He started to worry a lot about this, seeing that his mark don’t turn red meanwhile he was awake (because he still had that dream). Some weeks later this turned into his obsession.

His bandmates noticed this. One afternoon, they were talking about stuff, and Freddie’s thing came to the talk.

-Freddie it’s going worse, what do you say to him? I mean, you never told us what you said to him -Roger asked.

Brian explained briefly about soulmate marks to Roger and John. Both stared at him, trying to understand what he said.

-I barely understood about that, but I feel that you worsened the situation. -Roger responded.

-I tried to give him a possible explanation…

-And that was nice, but now he’s literally obsessed with that. He can’t focus in the band stuff… even he forgets the chords or the lyrics of the songs quite often- John added, lightning a new cigarette.

-You should talk with him about this - Roger said.

-Please Brian -John added, smoking his cigarette.

-Well, I’ll do it, but please don’t be listening behind the dorm’s door. I know you very well… -Brian said, walking to Freddie’s room.

Fifteen minutes later, Brian was knocking Freddie’s hotel room door. Freddie was crying, lying on his bed, watching to the ceiling. When he listened to the knocking he wiped his tears.

-Can I come in? -Brian asked.

-Yeah, my dear -Freddie responded, standing up.

Freddie opened the door and left Brian to enter to his room.

After closing the door, both sat on a comfy sofa that Freddie had in his room.

-Tell me what’s wrong Fred.

-I’m not finding him. I need to find him, I need to love him! Why that’s so hard?

Brian sighed deeply and hugged Freddie.

-I mean, I know that life isn’t easy, but I’m eager to know to that mysterious man. Where are you, my love? - continued Freddie, crying again over Brian’s shoulder.- Perhaps the boys are right, I need to go to a psychiatrist.

-You aren’t crazy. You will find him Fred, relax. I think he will appear when you aren’t expecting for it.

Freddie sighed as deep as he could, trying to stop his tears.

-I hope…

“Brian, don’t be stupid. Don’t tell him your feelings. Fate it’s already written.”

Brian left the embrace.

-Seriously Fred. Focus in your music, in your projects, in the band, make new friends, and you will see that he will appear… Enjoy the ride! I know that’s easy to say, but try to relax. The boys and I will be with you anytime you need something.

-Thank you Bri. You really are my soul brother.

“I hate myself for my feelings” Brian thought. He couldn’t help but start to cry. Listen from Freddie’s mouth that he hadn’t romantic feelings for him was devastating. Didn’t care how many times he said to himself “fate it’s already written, he will not be with you”, remember his status of “brother” hurt like a kick in the crotch.

Freddie saw Bri’s crying tears, and he hugged Brian tightly.

»»-------------¤-------------««

After his talk with Brian, Freddie tried to put into practice his friend’s advice, and he saw the difference. Yeah, he still had that dream often, but he was enjoying more of his days.

Months later, being in that situation, he decided to go to a club. He was entering there and his mark was itching. “Today it’s the night” he thought. His soulmate was near.

While he was drinking something, he noticed the person that was next to him. The mark was itching harder. Plus, he studied his profile and reminded him to the strange man of his dreams. “Fuck, it’s him! I need to talk with him right now”, Freddie thought.

-Hello gorgeous -Freddie said.

The person was surprised for that sudden compliment.

-Hi -he responded, meanwhile was scratching his left forearm.

-Do you have a mark there? -Freddie pointed.

The man watched to that brown eyes with his wide open eyes.

-Em… how do you know that?

-Because that happens to me right now, and I can see it.

-I think I know you - Jim said, suddenly.

-Really?

-Sometimes I have some dreams and always I’m with someone with your face, and this shit -he pointed to his left forearm-itches as hell.

-That happens to me too, but with you.

Jim had his eyes wide open.

-Do you know the concept of soulmate marks?

-Nope.

-Are marks that just you and your soulmate have or can see.

-So...

-We’re destined to be together, honey. Tell me your name.

-Jim Hutton -he replied, still surprised.- Yours?

-I’m Freddie, your future boyfriend.

Jim couldn’t help but smile.

-Let’s see… may the fate speak -Jim added, still sceptical.

-Lemme invite some drinks then and talk -Freddie proposed.

-Of course -Jim replied, smiling.

They didn’t know when they decided to go to the club that they will meet, and their life would change. Also, they didn’t imagine that holidays they would be in good company, with their significant other, their soulmate.

I really hope that you liked this, hun!

To the another ppl: thanks to you for read this!!

If you enjoyed this, please like and reblog! <3

Have a wonderful holidays!!!

With love, Lily :3

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yourbri · 7 years ago

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tagged by @platniclove like a century ago...tysm for the tag! <33

Rules: Answer thirty questions, then tag twenty blogs you would like to know better. (don’t think I’ll tag 20 tho)

1. Nicknames bri, brian, brianna ring ding dong (yes the SHINee song)

2. Gender female, she/her

3. Star sign capricorn

4. Height 160 cm i think? i’m average.

5. Time 8:22 pm

6. Birthday 9th January

7. Favorite bands kpop: BTS (the most), Bigbang, Monsta X, B.A.P, Astro, Blackpink, Super Junior, SHINee etc...(i cbb naming all)

pop songs: Imagine dragons, twenty-one pilots, the 1975, coldplay...i dont have many faves

8. Favorite solo artists i don’t rlly have one? ;-;

9. Song stuck in my head Get low - Lil Jon (idek why that is stuck in my head)

10. Last movie watched i dont remember !!

11. Last show watched NCIS

12. When did I create my blog In June!

13. What do I post asian stuff (clothing), light/dark brown aesthetics, aesthetics in general, kpop-related things, bts, random quotes, inspirational/motivational quotes, food

14. Last thing I googled “what does does isagaja mean?”

but the best one has to be: “how to attract a moth so you can kill it.”

15. Do you have other blogs I don’t have another tumblr blog, but i do have a blogspot!

feel free to check out it out here: i haven't posted in like more than 6 months because i don’t know what to write help

16. Do you get asks rarely... :’)

17. Why did you choose your url um, because its short and simple? i mean i incorporated my name Brianna into ‘yourbri’, by shortening it, and when i signed up, tumblr gave some suggestions so just chose one of the usernames available.

18. Following a lot of ppl

19. Followers 426 425, someone unfollowed me :(

20. Favorite colors pastel, white and black

21. Average hours of sleep 7-8 hours of sleep, sometimes 6

22. Lucky number don’t think i have one, but 3 is my fav number

23. Instruments i can play the piano and the uke, and im self-learning the guitar

24. What am I wearing ma pj’s

25. How many blankets I sleep with 2 (both summer and winter)

26. Dream job you want haven’t really thought about in depth but something that won’t be replaced by technology, something enjoyable with a stable, livable income

27. Dream trip Japan or Korea

28. Favorite food udon

29. Nationality Australian born Chinese

30. Favorite song now Sunset Glow - Bigbang

tagging: @nitanna @lunailly @yuenaki @ayeuncha @01sanha @jimchi @livsnjutareirene @ainilu @lonlyheart @tighthuq @7hyu

feel free to do it, if you don’t want to, its all good xx

#tagged #30 questions #thanks for tagging <3 #me #personal

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