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Hi! Hope Your Doing Ok I Was Wondering Are Request For Free Or Do We Have To Pay?

Hi! Hope your doing ok I was wondering Are request for free or do we have to pay?💫

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3 years ago

Hey, I don't know if it's a spoiler or not, but in 'Fate's Binding' are they gonna stay in reader's world or go back to jojoverse?

Well…

I can’t exactly spoil it all, but I will say that they will be together. I think it actually might be a longer series, more than six chapters as I planned. I will probably soon create a masterlist when I finish. I am still thinking and creating more ideas for this story!

I love you anon and all the other anon’s out there!!

♡♡♡


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3 years ago

I love your fics 💜 could you please do prompts #14, #19 and #22 with Bruno bucciarati ?

here you go sweetie! i can’t get enough with these prompts, they leave sm room to think and create things! also yesss i luv bucciarati, i literally can never get enough of him 😭🙏✨💕

Yandere Bucciarati x Reader

I Love Your Fics Could You Please Do Prompts #14, #19 And #22 With Bruno Bucciarati ?

Prompts #14, #19, #22

Bad life decisions leave your only outlet to be joining Passione. Who knew that this was yet another bad decision.

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When you moved to Naples, you did for a fresh new start and scenery from where you previously lived. Yes your family may not have been the most happy or supportful of it, but you continued to pursue your dream. It was all fun and games when you arrived, nothing could have been better than that first week there. The weather was perfect as well as the food, and the scenery was to kill for. You thought of your family to be dumb for ever doubting this decision of yours in the first place.

That was until everything went downhill. You had an extreme amount of bills to pay as your job wouldn’t schedule you enough hours due to your lack of the Italian language. It wasn’t that you couldn’t speak it, you just weren’t as fluent as the natives there. Not only were you set aside, a famous restaurant that went by Libecco a few blocks down was drawing more customers than ever over time causing your boss to hoard whatever money to himself. You tried to find the ins and outs of being able to manage without becoming financially ruined, but bills and stress began to pile up until you couldn’t take it anymore. That was what led you into standing outside a prison to meet someone who would help you with that debt on your shoulders. You never would have thought it would have led into a lifelong occupation leaving you stuck in Italy itself.

That was how you joined the major crime syndicate, Passione.

It was hard at first, your lighter going out causing you to mentally curse at yourself for your yet again terrible luck. Looking at the lighter and at your surroundings, you decided to relight the lighter. ‘What no one knows won't hurt them.’ You thought as you flicked the lighter back on. Then that’s when you suddenly felt your side be pierced with a sharp object. Landing on your side, you curled up holding the area of pain and blood.

You let out a blood-curdling scream as the pain ran throughout your body only to suddenly stop. Quickly sitting up you looked at the dark robed figure standing a few feet away from you with what appeared to be an arrow. Blood dripped at the tip as he stood there not moving. All of a sudden the pain dissipated, you finally were granted the ability to move. You had gotten up and with a new level of courage, you felt something within you awakened. Before you knew it you defeated the robe figure and stood against a tree to lean on. The battle left your body fatigued, not used to all the sudden combat.

“Excuse me signorina, are you alright?” Looking up you saw a man in a white suit with a strange black tear-like pattern.

“I’m fine. I’m just tired, that's all.” You replied attempting to stand straight only to fail and slump against the tree once more. “You more than tired, here let me help.” The stranger stated as he got closer to you in order to help you up. He wrapped a hand around your waist in order to support you from falling even further. Carrying your way to a bench, he set you down letting you gain your bearings. After waiting a couple of moments you finally sat back up to get a good glance of the man.

He was young, he had a black bob haircut that framed his face perfectly. His suit exclaimed wealth and his striking blue eyes pierced your heart. The male sat down next to you, checking you over to make sure you were okay. Abruptly you remembered about your initial task in the first place. You rapidly began to look for the item that caused all of this trouble. You dug into each pocket you had until you pulled out that trusty silver light, that was when you recalled the stranger who sat in front of you. Tilting your head up towards the man you saw the certain he observed the lighter, it was like he knew something about it. His blue hues cast an unknown glint towards the object before it shot back up to meet your eyes.

“My apologies Signorina for my rude staring. Do you feel better now? You looked quite out of it a few moments ago.” He asked with a warm kind gaze. “Yeah I’m alright, thanks so much even if you did just set me on a bench. I know a lot of people wouldn’t do that…so thank you stranger.” You smiled up at the man. “Bruno, Bruno Bucciarati. That is my name, I’m sure we will be seeing more of each other in the near future. Ciao.” He smiled in return before getting up and walking away. All you could do was stare at his retreating figure, questioning what his parting words meant. Well now it was time to wait until you had to return that cursed lighter.

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That was how it all started. You turned in your lighter meaning you had finally joined the organization. Receiving the pin you made your way out into the public streets of Naples. That was where you had meant the mysterious man known as ‘Bucciarati’ again. He was already standing outside, seemingly waiting for your arrival. That was when you had gotten an invitation to join his team, which you accepted without a doubt.

It was fun getting to know each member, they were all an interesting bunch with their own personalities setting them aside. There was no problem getting along with them unless you wanted to talk about the rocky start you had with a certain member. They all taught you how to harness your stand which wasn’t very much useful for battles, but for reckon purposes. No matter what they all made you feel welcomed. You really owed Bucciarati a lot. He gave you a family, a family who didn’t abandon you alone in Italy to fend for your own self. At least that is what he had told you. You received no form of contact from your family whatsoever. Yeah maybe calls might have been a problem due to the fact you had to own a burner phone due to your occupation, but you received no effort from their end. It made you feel alone, but Bucciarati reassured you that he would forever remain by you. That you would never be alone.

You soon grew to harbor romantic feelings for the refined man. He was everything a girl could have asked for. He always made sure to go out of his way to bring you happiness and make you feel like you meant something in life. He was always there for you and gave you this new family. Not only was he kind and loving, his looks were a bonus to it as well. You were enchanted by him, how he always looked so handsome yet so calm and composed all the time. No matter how head over heels you fell for the man, you never would have told him your feelings. What were the chances of this man loving you back? The chances were slim and you didn’t want to ruin anything you had with him. He gave you so much and you repaid it with petty love.

You were on a mission involving you to collect some data from the cops who had patrolled the area. Someone was sneaking around and planting drugs for others to collect. Bucciarati sent you because there was not much needed action and all you needed to do was say his name. Everyone knew Bucciarati as a wonderful kind young man. He did whatever he had to do to ensure everyone's safety and happiness even though he was involved in Italy’s number one syndicate. Walking around the corner you saw the two police men you had to question, but what you also saw was your family. Their faces lit up with distress as they continued to bombard the annoyed police men with questions.

Step by step you let your heart take over from the longing it had to reunite with your family. There you were, standing behind the people you loved who were too busy to notice your presence. “...Mom, Dad?” They shot around to look at you, their faces lightening up with relief. “Where have you been?! You never answered our calls and responded with these weird emails! We had enough and decided to visit. When we went to your apartment your landowner stated that you had been missing for some time! We told you staying here was bad! Come along, we're going home!” Your parents declared grabbing your wrist and beginning to drag you behind them to be only stopped by a swift ‘zipping’ noise. You quickly turned around to get a glance at your attacker which resulted in a blunt force hitting your head, knocking you right out.

You let out a groan as you regain consciousness, the throbbing from your head making you slowly rise from whatever you were laying on. Eyes widening you remembered what had taken place before then. You had found your parents looking for you only for them to throw some accusations at you and take you home. Shortly after that you heard a familiar sound and then it was lights out. That sound, you remembered it from somewhere…what was it? A door opening interrupted your thought process and caused you to be on guard. Your stand summoned by your side, the small thing floating right next to you not looking like much of a threat. When the person entered the room you immediately let your guard down. Relief washing throughout your body.

“B-Bucciarati, thank goodness you're here! I have no idea where we’re at or what happened. I saw my family and someone attacked us…” You spoke only for your last line to die out. Attempting to stand up, you felt nothing coming from the waist down. Hastily looking down you saw nothing where your legs should have been. Snapping your head back up you looked at the culprit himself, Bruno Bucciarati.

“Why? What are you doing? Why are my legs gone? Answer me!” You screamed as Bucciarati came closer and took a sit on the bed next to you. He let out a small chuckle and reached over to grab ahold of your hand. His olive tanned fingers intertwined with yours. “Mia Bella, you asked too many questions. They simply had to go, they were compromising my plan to be with you. If you would’ve left, you would’ve left me behind and later on would’ve had to deal with the boss's wrath for your treachery. I had to save you cara, and saving you meant getting rid of them.”

You sat there, letting his words sink in. Not only did he just simply confess his hidden feelings, but he threw in how he saw fit to get rid of your family. Yanking your hand away from his, you used your arms to propel your legless body away from him. Even though it didn’t reach far, he just told you that he killed your family. Unexpectedly you felt cold droplets hit your skin. A knot causing you to rack out a sob, your body curling in on itself. Bucciarati moved closer to your wallowing form, arms scooping you up pulling you into his warm embrace. His hand soon met the cold wet teary skin of your cheek. “Darling why are you crying? I took care of the problem! They were going to take you away from us, from me. All this time I knew how you felt, no need to hide your feelings from me anymore mia bella. Ever since I met you that day, the day of your test in order to join Passione. I was so confused on why such a beautiful girl with a bright future would ever be caught up into the criminal underworld. That’s why I need to protect you, we live in a cruel world (Y/N). Ti amo, cara.” He sweetly cooed as he continued his affectionate act.

No matter how hard you tried, the tears kept coming. Even though your family thought against you moving here, they only tried to think about what was best for you. Now you can never see them again, all due to the person who saved you from your own mistake. “Please don’t cry. Show me the smile I love so much! The smile I saw the first day we met when we sat at that bench and were able to grace each other with our names.” He shifted away from you, only coming to wrap his arms from behind you. Closely he nuzzled his face next to your neck, his nose brushing over your jawline. You could feel a coy smile forming on his face as he squeezed you closer. “You don’t need to worry anymore. You don’t need your family, friends, or Passione. You have me. When we defeat the boss, you’ll be safe. So rest now mia cara…”

“You’re safe here in my arms.”


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3 years ago

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈 (ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ!ʙᴜᴄᴄɪɢᴀɴɢ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

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Fate’s Binding

After returning to your world, you have time to reflect on the past events that took place. Was it really a dream?

(Yan!Buccigang x fem!reader)

You’ve always been a fan of the franchise Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure. It may not have been everyone’s top favorite, but it didn’t stop you from enjoying it. Recently they've been turning the manga into anime adaptations and you’ve watched them with the loyalty of a fan to the series. After finishing Golden Wind, it left a sour taste in your mouth. Sure maybe your unhealthy attachment to the characters was a little concerning, but you were still pretty upset of their inevitable deaths.

When it had ended it felt weird. You didn’t want to move onto the next part, you didn’t want to fast forward in time by ten years to watch the new Jojo go through their own journey. You didn’t want Golden Wind to end, especially like that. Once Golden Wind was over, it was over. There wouldn’t be as much hype for it as it was during their release time. You would never get to see the characters you held dear to your heart, it was sort of like a one hit thing. Their story never to really be elaborated about again.

You grew to love these characters, how each struggled with their own personal hardship and overcame it astoundingly. Turning themselves into who they were present day and the pain they had to endure to get there. They were all so unique and special to you, only for them to become some of the sacrifices that were part of the whole franchise anyway. They all felt a little too real, their problems, mannerisms, it felt like they could be an actual person you meant anywhere. Yet no matter what, they were still people you found captivating.

Giorno, the main Jojo of the part with a kind and noble soul of becoming a gangstar. He always looked so elegant with his three-part swirls in his hair that went down to become a sophisticated braid. His backstory left you sympathizing for the poor teenage boy, and knowing the hardships he had to overcome was also sorrowful with the death of his comrades. Yet in the end he managed to become a refined don of Passione carrying the spirits of his dead friends.

Bucciarati, the classic jobro to go along with the Jojo of this part. He was as well distinguished and alluring as the others. His will to come back from the afterlife to assist his teammates from the corrupt boss made you almost alone cry with tenderness for the 20 year old man. His noble sacrifice was one that wouldn’t go in vain, he should have lived to see his righteous decisions be played out to the very end.

Mista and Narancia, they were the goof-balls you loved the most who were able to bring smiles to everyone's faces in the most terrible situations. They were as stunning as the others just in their own quirky way. It was a shame Narancia had to go at such a young age after finding out what he had wanted to do in life and planning what would happen after the bosses defeat.

Abbachio was different, but in a good way. He stood out amongst the others with a backstory just as jarring as the others. It made you feel bad for the ex-cop and wish he had a chance to actually smile in his life.

Then there was Fugo who had left too soon. He was just as remarkable although he would have been a major help in battle against the boss. Sometimes you thought that there might have been less character deaths with him around. Even so, he was not to blame. He had his own virtues and he followed them even though in the end, they were wrong.

Regardless, they all held a special place in your heart and you were sad to see the golden wind end. Never again in the future to really get the spotlight as it once had during its run. You truly were going to miss it. All you wanted was the chance to make them happy and yourself knowing they would be alive and well…

That’s where you came in.

Your strong heartfelt emotions for them were able to manifest a way into their world, and with that you were able to change the inevitable storyline. You formed strong bonds with all of them, gave them pointers, and most importantly stopped them from meeting their end. The time spent with them was breathtaking and taught you the beauty of life. Even so, you saw them grow as people and overcome their hardships together which made you feel like you have done actual good in the world. Good that contributed to helping others in need.

You woke up in your regular bed, not the sofa you’ve grown used to sleeping on in Coco Jumbo. Ever since you came back to your own world, you’ve found out nothing has changed. You checked your manga’s, skipped to certain parts of the show. It was like you were never there. Was it all really just a dream? A really lucid dream at that? You swore that you sat next to Giorno himself, you swore that you pushed Narancia out of the way before he could be killed, getting cut in the process. Pulling the white t-shirt you wore up, you checked your hip for the scabbing of the wound. Yet there was nothing there. What had really happened? It couldn’t have been a dream.

Slumping back on your bed you let your tears out. It felt all too real to be a dream, you didn’t want it to be a dream. You talked to them, told them how amazing they were, gave them another chance to live. Your fear has become reality…

It really was a dream.

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It had been a few weeks since your ‘vivid dream’ with the events of Vento Aureo and the struggle to save Bucciarati’s gang. You had continued on with your life, working and attending your classes. You had your best friends along with you to help you out of the whole situation. By helping out, just making fun of your very imaginative dreams. You were mildly upset at first, but came to terms with it knowing who they were and how easily they could make you laugh. Soon it all became a dream to you, a dream you wish you could have again.

Today you went to your classes and had work immediately afterwards, just like any other day. Class left you tired as always, yet today made you feel drained more than ever before. All day you’ve had a strange feeling something would happen and Nana, one of your best friends, caught on. Shakily you dismissed it saying it was probably the upcoming essay that was due way too soon for anyone to comprehend. Letting out a groan you leaned against Nana who was sitting there scrolling through different social media apps she owned. “I don’t wanna go…” You moaned up, shutting your eyes fully relaxing on her still form. “Well you still owe me ice cream from last time and you need to pay your rent. Sorry I don’t make the rules.” She stuck her tongue out and moved away letting your body hit the concrete bleacher. “Why must you attack me like that? Fine, I’ll go. By the way I don’t owe you anything!” You smiled and gave a wink before slinking off towards your workplace.

Work was terrible. If anything could go wrong, it would have been today. A old grandmother with a stray cat came into the cafe accidentally letting it go, leading it into destruction of the front display. Not only that, but your boss decided to cut everyone’s hours because of his belief that he was paying everyone too much. Clocking out, you grabbed your sweater and made a bee-line home. You lived alone outside the school, preferring not to stay in the dorm rooms by how crowded and messy they got.

Standing in front of your door, you reached into your handbag and took out the keycard to your flat. Swiping the card in place it blinked green verifying your access. You were greeted by a dark living room of silence. Flipping on the lights, you set your bag next to the door and slipped off your shoes leaving you in your socks. Humming your favorite song you turned to walk further into your apartment until you heard a little thump. You stood still, eyes widening from fear. You grabbed the closest thing next to you, which was a tiny succulent plant in a thick terra-cotta pot. You moved closer to your bedroom where more thumping and mumbling. Slowly opening the door and flicking on the lights made you stop in your assault. There stood the six men you spent three weeks in 2001 Italy with, standing right in front of you.

“Long time no see…huh (Y/N)?"


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3 years ago

Happy holidays! Can I ask a yandere risotto or mista spending Christmas with darling please?🎄🎄🎄🎄

happy holidays! i hope your having a wonderful holiday season so far! 🥺💝💖

Yandere!Mista x Reader

It’s a cold holiday evening and s/o is in need of some warmth from her loving loving boyfriend.

Happy Holidays! Can I Ask A Yandere Risotto Or Mista Spending Christmas With Darling Please?

。☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆。

The crackling noise of the fireplace broke the silence of the small room. It was a relatively brisk day in Naples, snow was rare which left the city in cold almost fall-like temperatures. A tree with wrapped around lights was the only thing illuminating the room besides the fire being the only thing to keep you warm. It was decorated with lovely ornaments and a garland messily wrapped around it. Everything about it screamed ‘festivities’ and ‘holiday fun’ ranging from the Christmas lights and beautiful tree toppers.

You were shivering with a thin soft blanket wrapped around your shaking form. Your teeth chattering as your hands were planted by your curled up form to keep them from becoming colder than they already were. You eagerly waited for the arrival of your loving ‘boyfriend’ who would give you love and warmth in a heartbeat. Even though he forbade the use of the built-in electric heater, he was still such a loving boyfriend. Even though he never let you leave the house or communicate with your family, he was the best boyfriend a girl could ever have.

The jiggling of keys and rustle from the doorknob signified his arrival. All you could do was sit there waiting for him to approach. “Baby I’m home.” Mista, your loving boyfriend had called from the doorway. The thumping of footsteps grew closer to you and before you knew it, warm built arms had wrapped around you. “Aw babe, I’m sure you missed me huh? You're freezing! Here let me warm you up.” He whispered closely in your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your cold spine. Mista pulled you close into his chest, his steady breathing calming you down and letting your body let out a sigh of relief. His warmth began to seep into your frigid form leading you into leaning more into his relaxing touch.

Mista let out a low chuckle which vibrated throughout his body and broke the longing silence. “Look at our little Christmas tree. It’s shining bright and beautiful just like our relationship. Whaddya say about that sweetheart?” Mista spoke, pointing his slightly tanned finger at the decorated tree. You smiled in response, leaning your head to nuzzle it between the nook of his neck. Mista let out a satisfied hum at your loving gesture and rested his hands at your waist. “We’re gonna have a very Merry little Christmas aren’t we?” Mista hummed, giving your waist a little squeeze before lowering his hand below the waistband of your pants. “You know, with how cute you are there’s gonna be something even more merry than the holiday itself…”

“So what about it, let’s take this to the bedroom yeah?”


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3 years ago

Can I request the yandere prompt: 24,95, and 99? If you can't include all three prompts, then just 24 and 95. Thanks!

Here you go bby! I had way too much fun with this lemme tell you that!! Here is big goth daddy 2.0. I also loved the prompts…I really wanna work with other big goth daddy. (*ahem*if anyone wanted to request for Abbachio or anything, you didn’t hear it from me 🤭)

Yandere Risotto x Reader

Can I Request The Yandere Prompt: 24,95, And 99? If You Can't Include All Three Prompts, Then Just 24

Prompts #24, #95, #99

After deciding to not betray your boss with your original squad, your moved to another. Assigned to protect the bosses daughter, you leave your distant lover in the past.

Being part of Passione, the number one crime syndicate in Italy, you witnessed the horrors of the true world. You’ve experienced more than others wouldn’t dare to imagine. The boss originally dispatched you in the assasination division, it being La Squadra. With the awakening of your stand, the mysterious boss thought it would be a great aid for those in La Squadra.

Honestly you were confused just as ever. You weren’t weak, but then again you wouldn’t consider yourself the strongest like Prosciutto or with a dangerous yet sneaky stand like Man in the Mirror. Your stand was just there to help the others locating and reading the enemy’s next move, a predicament almost. Silent and Sweet, your stand, could also pack a punch just not as strong as the others.

It was a pretty rocky start with the others taking a while to adapt to you and question why the boss would even send a girl in to do the job in the first place. It took a few weeks, but you bonded close with them becoming almost like family. Sure Ghiaccio yelled all the time and Illuso would just laugh at whatever the blue-haired male would go on about. You couldn’t have imagined it any other way.

That was until you caught feelings for the leader of the squad.

Risotto, always so mysterious and talked the bare minimum compared to the rest. He still cared about his allies and truly had a good heart. You were able to see that in him when he had assigned you as his partner for a assination mission.

He wanted what was best for his squad and for you. Even the blood that would be on his hands, it was worth it as long as the rest of you were healthy and well. Not to mention that he was also just as charming as well. His strong build and muscles that looked like they were carved by the Gods themselves enchanted you so much. As his unique eyes also seem to amaze you on how beautiful yet mysterious they were.

You both bonded during that mission and sooner or later, became lovers. It shocked not only you yet the whole team when their leader decided to open himself up to someone and become intimate with them. Of course you said yes and the two of you became an official couple.

Life was truly amazing, you had everything you ever wanted in life. You had enough money to get you buy, a stable job (even though you did disagree in murdering some of the innocent people), and an amazing lover like Risotto. He may be reclusive around others, but when it was the two of you alone he was someone else. You felt like you ruled the world and wished that it would last forever…

Yet sadly, every good thing must come to an end.

When there was rising tension between the squad and your employer, you paid no mind to it thinking that it would someday brush over. Then your squad started to act independently. More complaints and more aggressive actions towards the orders the boss would give to you all. When Sorbet and Gelato went missing, you had an uneasy pit in your stomach. You knew something was wrong and everyone would pick up on it, even Risotto.

Risotto could sense your worries for the two, yet he always took your mind off of it by distracting you and showering you with his love. The day you figured out what happened to you crushed you.

That was when the squad decided to betray Passione.

As much as you loved your friends and lover, you couldn’t betray the organization. You were scared for what was to come only seeing ruin, yet the others disagreed. You tried to persuade your lover, but he wouldn’t budge. He explained that they weren’t treated right and that they deserved much better.

You didn’t want him out of all people to suffer the same fate your teammates had faced, but he couldn’t see where you came from. That was when you decided to call it off no matter how much it hurt you. Walking out of that building was one of the hardest things you ever did in your life.

The boss caught wind of your loyalty immediately re-assigning you into a different squad that he saw fit. You knew of the leader, you both ran into each other when trying to get in contact with Polpo, one of the high-ranking Capo’s. He was a pretty decent man and you never could find anything wrong with him.

When the boss assigned you to Bucciarati’s gang, you were pleased to see that they were a decent bunch. Yeah they may have been a little crazy, but they were also sweet and caring. They reminded you of your old group and it somewhat disheartened you.

All of you were tasked with protecting the boss’s daughter and getting her safely to him, ensuring nothing would ever happen to her. You thought it was a strange request, but decided to go with it anyway. That was until you found out that your old squad was trying to target you all. You didn’t want any harm to befall on them, but when they kept pushing at you all not caring about who you were on the team, you had to remember that they were of the past.

Encounter after every encounter began to chip at your spirit. Going from a happy young individual to a pessimistic paranoid individual in a second. Bucciarati and his gang would always do whatever to cheer you up, but it made you remember all the times your past lover would do the same.

“It’s alright amore, no need to worry.”

Was what he would always say to you and bring you in his warm arms. Now it was all a distant memory with your new gang picking up the broken pieces.

Although after Prosciutto and Pesci were persistent on ending you all, you knew that it wasn’t fair to sulk around when everyone was also risking their lives for your safety. That was when you figured out you would fight the same as everyone else and put your all into it. You didn’t have time to reminisce while your teammates did all the work.

It all came down to the moment when Bucciarati walked out of that chapel. He looked exhausted holding the injured body of the girl you grew to protect. That was when he explained that he betrayed the boss and needed the help. He gave you all a choice, but you knew how this would end.

Jerking forward and placing your hand on your chest, you began to protest against your Capo. You didn’t want what happened before to happen again, you couldn’t watch all of them walk in the footsteps of your past teammates.

“I refuse, you seriously can’t do this Bucciarati! Don’t you know how outrageous this is? I’ve seen this before and I can’t let it happen again…” You exclaimed, feeling tears form on your waterline.

“I can’t watch you guys die again!”

Bucciarati looked at you sympathetically, him knowing of your past dilemma. Fugo agreed with you, deciding to stay behind because he could never betray the boss.

But

You made a decision you couldn’t believe you made, and the worst mistake of all. You joined Bucciarati on his crusade to take down the boss. You didn’t want to watch them die, but you had to fight for them no matter what it would take. You would sacrifice yourself for them all, it was the least you could do with how much they helped you. Building you back up again to be the confident woman you were before.

Everything was going well although you were completely oblivious to the lingering danger in your shadow. You encountered the people who work directly under the boss and defeated them. Narancia barely scraping it by, but making it work.

You all had to go to Sardinia in order to uncover the boss's true identity. The ride over, more like flight, was terrible. Notorious B.I.G. being the primary problem, but you found humor in it blaming that Moody Blues replayed a bad pilot. When you were all ejected out of the plane and Trish using her stand to safely fly you all to shore, it had left your stomach quite queasy.

Deciding to take a walk in order for your stomach to gain it’s barings, you found yourself at a rocky road. You sat down on one of the rocks, closing your eyes and peacefully enjoying the oceanside breeze.

A scuffle of dirt startled you causing you to whip your head around in a brief second. Looking back, you saw nothing behind you. You thought that it was your paranoia, but at this point it could have been anything.

You stood up and started to inspect the area. There was nothing around but a frog who was peacefully staring at you. Chuckling to yourself, it reminded you of Giorno’s ability to create life and when he created a bunch of frogs in order to get away from Melone and Ghiaccio.

Calling that everything was safe, you sat back on your respected rock and took a deep breath. That was when you felt arms enveloped you, your body going rigid from the contact and tightness this stranger had over you. Calm breathing was all you heard as a pair of lips caressed your ear. A faint smirk appeared on the stranger's face when a chuckle rang through his throat, sending vibrations down your back from the closeness you both had.

“Miss me amore?”

Eyes widening at the familiar voice, you tried to turn your head to confirm your suspicions. That resulted in another small chuckle and squeeze on your frozen form.

“Come now, don’t act so hastily. You look so scared, what’s troubling you dear?”

“Risotto, what a-are you doing here?” You asked, trying to sound confident yet the brief stutter spoke otherwise.

“It’s a lovers reunion of course, afterall how long have we been separated? Not only that, you abandoned us, abandoned me. No need to worry anymore, I’m here with you again, you don’t have to worry about me or our love anymore. Bucciarati had his fair share of you, but I think it’s safe to say that time must come to an end. Afterall, we are both traitors to Passione now, aren’t we?”

A hitch in your breathing spoke for you and the sudden feeling of having to vomit arose. You didn’t like this situation, something was wrong. He spoke as calmly as ever, but there was an edge to it and you knew something was in store for you.

Taking a deep breath you started to speak again.

“Yes I suppose we are, but what are you actually here for? If you're here to kill me I don’t care, I wouldn’t put it past you. Your little love talk is getting quite annoying. Stop pretending like we’re still a thing, I called it off a long time ago remember? That time when you got your whole team killed.”

A small ‘tsk’ noise came out of him before you were spun around to meet the eyes you loved before. His red irises bore into you as he silently stared or more like analyzed you as if he hadn’t seen you in the longest time. There was a time when you would soak up all this attention, but right all you feared was that the one you once loved would end your life.

“It’s okay to love me. You don’t have to fake this facade of abrasiveness. I’ve missed you and come to realize that it isn’t about the money anymore, it was about you. Come, I know a place we can stay for the time-being and soon we’ll make leave for another country.”

Fear coursed through you had his remark of relocating. He wanted to take you away and was delusional enough to believe that you would go with it? You shuddered and shriveled underneath his piercing gaze, you felt so small underneath him. No matter what, you would not feed into his illusion of your old love.

“N-No, I’m staying here and that’s final. I’ve sworn my life to Bucciarati and would do whatever to help him and his team achieve their goal. I don’t love you anymore Risotto, I’ve learned to move on. I have a new life now and honestly I like it better than before. I don’t want to go with you and I don’t love you.”

You boldly placed a hand on your chest as you furrowed your brows waiting for a response from him. Risotto huffed and backed away a few feet, hands digging into the pockets of his black and white striped pants. You couldn’t read his expression as he just stared at you with a blank stoic look.

The feeling of nausea came back at full force and pain erupted throughout your throat. The next moment you were throwing up pins and needles. They were small enough to hurt, but not big enough to do much damage. Staring at the ground in utter horror, the burning sensation in my throat continued to ache. The pain makes it difficult for you to breathed as you just clenched your throat in pain.

“At least pretend you love me! Say you love me! Please say you love me! It’s all I want to hear for the rest of my life! You can’t just forget about everything we had! I’ve lost everything, I’ve lost my whole squad and I’m not planning to lose you too.”

Risotto suddenly became silent and made his way over to you. His sudden outburst frightened you. Not only did he use his stand on you, his frame of mind seemed to be fractured beyond relief. You tried to feel sympathy for him, he lost what was basically his family and you were the only thing left. Yet, you knew he had gone overboard.

“You’re coming with me, whether you like it or not.”

Instantly the painful sensation coarsed throughout your body. Starting out as a tingling sensation soon becoming a burning sensation. Letting out small gasps and puffs of air, your knees buckled sending you straight to the ground. You never fought Risotto and never would have thought of that silly idea, although you knew if you fought him, you would lose.

“Look at you. You think you can battle the boss with that stand of yours? You’ll be just a sitting duck.”

The agony of the pain increased tenfold as your skin tore from the razorblades that pierced through it. Letting out a scream of misery, your head collapsed on the ground. Your body writing and curling up, the taste of tears adding more to your torment. Then you felt sharp stings from your legs causing you even more torture. The pain became too much to bear that your screams were silenced.

The drool from your mouth leaked on the ground as your eyes started to star. The sound of Risotto approaching made you roll your eyes towards his tall leaning frame. Was he always that tall? Not being able to mutter a word, your vision started to haze. The pain becoming too much to bear from your body already suffering from the attacks with Notorious B.I.G.

“Such a shame I have to take you like this, truly. When you wake we’ll be somewhere new, our own reality.”

Darkness was enveloping and the feeling of someone grabbing you was all you could feel before your eyes shut.


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