If Youre Still Doing Them, May I Request Carnelian, Emerald, And Diamond For Yandere Giorno? Have A Great

If you’re still doing them, may I request carnelian, emerald, and diamond for Yandere giorno? Have a great day!❤️‍🔥

𝔾𝕖𝕞𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕖 ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕤: 𝔾𝕚𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕠 𝔾𝕚𝕠𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒

Carnelian, Emerald, & Diamond

Carnelian: How does the yandere learn more about darling?

If it was Giorno before he became the don of Passione, he would have to rely mostly on himself and Golden Experience. Since really before he got a spot in the mafia, he was by himself living in the school dorms trying to make it by. He would follow and observe you. Sometimes (and this works for either Giorno), he would use Golden Experience to create an animal he knew you like and would take it in a bit. It just gives him another loophole.

Emerald: How does the yandere show their love?

I know a common thing that other writers and I agree with is showering his darling with gifts and stuff. Yes of course he would do that yet he doesn’t want to be materialistic and gain your love just on what his money can buy for you. He grew up with a materialistic mother and a part of him is wired to think that if he buys you gifts you will love him back. He can’t help it though because a part of him agrees that buying people gifts and lavish wear would bring love to him. He saw it many times and somewhat it stuck in his subconscious. Although he fell in love with you because you were different, not corrupt like his family and the other low-lives out there who are just in it for the money. He loves physical contact and would give try to give it to you. I would like to say he is shy, but at the same time, he is bold? Also, he loves making flower beds and crowns or cute little things associated with animals or something nature of sorts.

Diamond: What does they want from their ideal darling?

Giorno wants to have a darling who loves him as much as he loves them. He doesn’t want them to be submissive per se, but he would agree that he would want someone who would listen to him to stay inside the golden little room prepped for them if needed. He wants that affection and doting nature a lover would give their significant other due to how deprived of it he was in the past. Giorno is a dedicated person and lover so it would be quite nice if he could have someone who could tolerate it with ease.

Hey guys, if you're an active writer, artist, self-shipper, or poster in the JoJo (JJBA) fandom, can you reblog this???

The fandom is getting really slow and I'd love to know who's still around!

Let the Dead be Dead

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

(ʏᴀɴ!ʙᴜᴄᴄɪᴀʀᴀᴛɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

After the events of Vento Aureo, you are left to cope. Yet after an encounter you are left with another chance, yet was it really a chance to take?

The crinkle of blankets and small wisps of air that blew through the curtains letting in the rising sun woke you up from your peaceful slumber. Sleep was the only thing nowadays that seemed to be able to take your mind off the current present. It was easier to forget about the pain of the past by sleeping all your troubles away. That’s why sleep became such a luxury for you.

Even for a busy mafioso of high ranking, you made sure you were able to slip in time for a quick rest to make you feel as if nothing was wrong. Sometimes you would think about the times when you did take a brief catnap, shutting your eyes wanting to sleep after a long day of work. Just to open your eyes to see the entirety of your gang smiling back at you. Not all of them would smile, but you would like to think so. Even when they smacked and yelled at you to wake up, or grip onto you begging you to listen to the western rap with him, they were all still precious memories.

Slipping out of bed felt like a chore. You had to put on your finest material to make sure it radiated high status so you weren’t mistreated by the new recruits after the downfall of the last boss. Along with your makeup, applying some on to be noticeable yet not caking it on to where it looked like you were going to a low rent strip club. The last thing being a golden zip earring on your left ear.

Opening the door to your shared villa with the rest of the remaining familia, you walked towards the upper floors to the office of your boss and dear friend. It was early morning which meant the staff was busying either preparing food or doing the daily chores for the day. An occasional maid was there every now and then, vacuuming the expensive Persian rugs or dusting the antique wooden shelves.

Just as soon as you stood outside the thick wooden door which radiated secrecy from anyone besides you or your close companions, you opened the door. There was Giorno, already sitting in his chair reading over some documents and signing them if needed. He always looked so graceful, as if nothing bothered him in the world. His face was always calm as his emerald eyes always held unknown emotions. He made sure his appearance was perfect which you initially thought was because he was so young that he didn’t want anybody to underestimate him for his age.

There sat at the edge of his desk was a bottle of Silent wine, a datura flower in a clear cylinder vase, and a golden zipper hanging off of a black stand. Quickly averting your attention away, you began to greet Giorno.

“Morning Giorno.”

“Good morning to you as well y/n.”

The conversation ended at that. You picked up the envelope that lay on the desk with your name boldly written on it. Next to your envelope was a piece of paper formally addressed to Giorno. You slowly leaned over to pick it up, the almost weightless object in your hand sloshing back and forth from the opening windows in the room.

“That piece of paper is from an unknown associated party. We don’t have much of an idea about their whereabouts and I don’t want to continue out that way. I’m sending you to the address that is at the bottom. Be careful, we never know what to expect from anyone nowadays.” Giorno briefed you before turning his attention back to the contract in front of him.

Letting out a small sigh you turned around and left the room. Mista walking by you with his head in his arms whistling a tune. He gave a small wave and wiggle of eyebrows as hello when you walked past him. He always was a happy-go-lucky type guy and it irked you that you were placed on this mission instead of him…maybe Giorno was right about sending you actually.

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With a fast pace, you walked towards the destination marked on your little sticky note in the palm of your hand. Occasionally the locals would recognize you and wave, even inviting you for a mid-morning appetizer. Being there for business you had to respectfully decline.

Although what hurt you the most was the two older ladies that sat in foldable chairs under a fruit stall. You could recognize their face from anywhere. They were once close acquaintances towards your formal Capo or first love.

Bruno Bucciarati was a name you held in high regards and would never ever forget. Not only did he save you from your eternity of loneliness and poverty, but he gave you another chance in life. It was not long until you harbored romantic feelings for the male, yet he never knew anything of it. It seemed better to keep it that way as you didn’t want to add more onto the already busy and stressed workplate he already had.

The night when you all were driving towards the colosseum and he had told you of his condition, you broke down. You remembered the exact moment when his ocean blue eyes gazed at you through the rearview mirror. A small melancholy smile upon his ‘dead’ lips trying to find some sort of way to comfort you. When he departed from the body he inhabited, you sobbed all that morning with the crushing reality of never being able to be with him ever again.

That moment continued to haunt you.

Cursing to yourself, you made a beeline past the stall trying not to look at their expectant gaze. How you wished you could lay in your bed and forget about ever doing this.

By the time you made it to the location, it was an abandoned run-down building on the rural outskirts of the town. Just looking at it made your face scrunch in disgust. You decided to summon your stand for safety measures in case anyone decided to attack you.

The clicking of your shoes echoed down the hallway. Duel doors waited in front of you, one of them creaked open just enough to know that someone was there. Taking a deep breath, you opened the doors with a harsh push expecting someone to be waiting for you. All that was there was a massive dark moldy room. A record player in the center that seemed to not have worked in a long time.

Hesitantly stepping closer to the old machine, you finally stood in front of it. The wooden table it rested upon looked as if it suffered through years of abuse from insects of various kinds. Grimacing at what lay in front of you, you reached your hand out touching the vinyl. A casing looked to be stuck underneath the needle of the machine.

Mentally sighing you tried to pry the vanilla envelope from the needle yet it wouldn’t budge. After a few more attempts, you put your gaze onto the needle that was stuck in place. The needle appeared odd-looking as it didn’t really look like a needle but a sharp object that was substituted for the original broken one.

Meanwhile, you were focusing your attention on the particular piece you failed to notice the lurking figure behind. A sharp pain erupted from your neck as you fell to the floor. Your immediate response was holding the side of your neck that was pouring and gushing out with your own blood. The pain making it was to your throat as you failed to let out noise for help.

Dropping to the floor from the sudden blood loss, you began to lose consciousness with the last thing you saw being a golden zipper dropping onto the floor.

Hello Momo ✨ I just know about your blog and just want say I love your writing ❤️

One question though, do you write yandere poly relationship ? (Sorry if the question make you feel uncomfortable, you can ignore it)

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Hmm, it really depends for me...

I don't really write ships plus the reader. It feels really weird for me to be honest.

For Example: BruAbba x Reader

I would write both of them in love with the reader, but not the two being together then liking the reader. I don't want to make anyone mad or disappointed, it's just how I feel!

I hope this answers your question anon~! Thanks sm for your support!! Have a nice day !

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hello!! May i request a few comfort words from Kakyoin and Bruno because i've been working out my body till I overwork myself, I hate being plus sized. I just want to be skinny like other ladies would :')

(it's okay to write it very short dear author!! <3 )

don’t worry bby i gotchu! try not to overwork yourself okay??? plz plz take care of yourself regardless of how you think. you are amazing the way you are >:(💗✨

Kakyoin & Bucciarati x Reader

Reader overworks themselves and they start to notice.

Kakyoin:

Kakyoin would be very supportive of your determination, but will always remind you that he loves you no matter what.

He would always be there next to you and join you in your sessions majority of the time.

Although when he starts to see you overwork yourself and start to work out in an unhealthy amount, that is when he draws the line.

It hurts him seeing you trying so hard that you are even hurting your own body.

He makes sure to pull you aside when he finally has enough seeing you tuckered out without the energy he initially fell in love with.

Unlike Bucciarati, he does it when he sees fit. You could be watching TV, eating dinner, folding clothes, it’s just a Kakyoin thing to do.

Kakyoin makes sure to pull you close and hold you against his lean form as he voices his concern.

“I love you just the way you are. There is no need to work yourself like this…your happiness is my happiness…”

His grip on you tightened as you felt a wet droplet hit your shoulder.

“I promise I will do whatever it takes to help you, just promise me that you will stop doing this to yourself. Just know I love you with all my heart.”

Bucciarati:

Bucciarati picks up on it really fast.

Originally he was encouraging on your goal to lose weight. He thought it was an admirable goal and he would try to help you as much as he can even though he was busy majority of the day.

When you start looking down and tired of the latter, he notices but keeps quiet about it.

He just wants to make sure before he confronts you on the matter that he is right.

Then it goes on for about a week and half. That was when he asked to sit down with you.

You're concerned at first thinking he was going to break up with you or something because of his melancholy tone.

He is really serious on the matter, wanting to sit you down privately in the small homey villa you both own.

Upon listening to him, you start to see the distress swirl in the blue eyes you gaze into everyday.

“Listen to me mia cara, I love you yet cannot see you do this to yourself.”

He holds your hand as he stares deeply into your eyes trying to further convey his emotions.

“We will work through this together as we always do…I love you forever and always.”

If you’re comfortable with it could you please do bucci gangs reaction to s/o telling them that there pregnant?

why would i ever turn down such a sweet request! sorry for the wait anon~! i hope you enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing for it! 🍒💖

Bucci Gang Reacting to Pregnant s/o

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

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Giorno Giovanna:

-The time you confessed you were pregnant was when Giorno got home from an entire day in the office.

-You confronted him as he started to take his coat off and unwind from the day. The stress showing in the small yet noticeable eye bags. Honestly, he was running on autopilot.

-When you dropped the bomb, it took him a few moments to register it. A couple of clueless blinks before he rose up, his arms dropping to his side forgetting what exactly he was doing.

-By the time it clicks in his brain and the longer he stares at your unsure look, he slowly makes his way towards you.

-His arms wrap around you as you feel the curling of his lips against your neck exposed skin.

“I’m so glad mia cara, this new gift of life being further proof of our undying love.”

Bruno Bucciarati:

-It doesn’t take him a long time for him to notice, not with him being a walking lie detector.

-Bucciarati will catch onto the nervous glances you give him, even if they are small and subtle. After years of being involved with the mafia, he knows when a person’s moods shifts.

-The confrontation starts with him watching you cook the evening’s dinner. Sitting at the kitchen counter silently, just watching you.

-You turn around slowly asking whatever he meant by his offputting comment, although you can’t hide it for long and just decide to spill the beans.

-He is ecstatic and makes his way over to you. Enveloping you into a loving embrace, he asks why you decided to hide such an amazing miracle from him.

-Please give this man a child already.

“You cannot believe how happy I am bella, we can finally be the family we always dreamed of.”

Guido Mista:

-I just want to say that he is probably the one who least expected any of this to happen. He just wanted to try one session (actually many before without it) without protection and you can probably guess how it happened. Who guess that would have happened?

-He is astonished and in pure shock when you drop this nuclear missile on him. His eyes bulge out of his head and you see no thought behind those dark pupils of his.

-For a second it scares you before he scopes you up in his arms, engulfing you and laughing like a madman. It also scares you because you have no idea if he went off the deep end or he is just genuinely this happy.

-He assures you that it was out of pure joy and that this was something he looked forward to.

-Mista overall is just so happy and then actually become overprotective for the next nine months

-Good luck :)

“Don’t look at me like that babe! I can’t help myself from imaging our little future family!”

Narancia Ghirga:

-Just like Bucciarati, you are a little frightened to tell him. You don’t know if he’ll react poorly or not, you didn’t want to take that chance.

-Narancia will notice this and recon with Bucciarati at first. He thinks that you lost feelings or something else that dire happened.

-When the confrontation begins, he can’t help but fidget and break out in small beads of sweat as you continue to stare at him.

-The moment the words “I’m pregnant” leave your mouth, his jaw drops. Bright violet eyes stare back into your own as you try to read his expression.

-After a few minutes of awkward complete silence, you are then tackled by Narancia’s arms. He strongly grips onto you as if you would disappear any moment.

-Small tears are shed as he chuckles and whines about how happy he is. He then rants on how much you and him would make amazing parents.

“I-I’m just happy…! This is all I could ever ask for, thank you so much y/n!”

Leone Abbacchio:

-Out of all of the Bucci gang, he is probably the one you most likely would be intimidated to tell. His silent abrasive behavior being the side of the coin you wouldn’t want to receive.

-He would, just like Bucciarati and Narancia, would be the one doing the confronting.

-It comes off more of him barking at you (not like a dog you people who think that), but him being that way because he braced himself in advance thinking that you were going to break up with him or something.

-He takes a step and goes through the whole shocked anime protagonist moment as if he just got outsmarted by his opponent.

-You frown at the prolonged silence and walk away into the other room to lay down to sleep away from the previous encounter.

-You fall asleep to be wakened by strong arms wrapped around your stomach. Hands wandering around and slowly caressing that area.

-Abbacchio apologizes for the way he acted and confesses how happy he is on how life was merciful enough to bless him with you and his future child.

“To think after everything I’ve done and yet I am granted with another chance to be happy with the person I love the most”

Pannacotta Fugo:

-You decided to confess it to him when you are having your small tea and reading session.

-While Fugo is sipping on some tea and getting really nose deep into the book, you tell him and all that tea just splatters on the table.

-He is a gawking mess before cursing to himself on how much of a mess he has made.

-He then diverts his attention to you and begins an interrogation on how long you’ve been, why decide to tell him now, are you okay that he was the father, etc.

-You notice the look of hesitance in his eyes and reach out to hold his quivering hand.

-Now it’s Fugo’s time to confess his insecurities he has a father and it turns out with the both of you comforting each other.

-You two sit next to one another as you hold each other in a locked embrace. The feeling of his skin through the occasional holes throughout his suit, comforting you with the small tender warmth.

“With you by my side, I believe that we will be happy in this new chapter in our life.”