🌲Sprite🪷Writes🌲

So, more about me…

I am a 21 year old going to college to figure shit out, struggling on the way. But what better way to handle that with reading and writing fanfic?

This is what this blog is about. I plan to write my own fanfics, occasionally reblog others' works, all that fun stuff. ✨️

So, what will I be writing?

Every writer has their strengths and weaknesses, they have their limits, so here's what I intend to write, and what I will absolutely not write whatsoever!

I enjoy writing fanfic for characters from fandoms, fandoms that I love and adore. I also do enjoy writing about my OCs, but it's a little harder to write about them when you're not sure if others will really care to see, so I'm still debating on that.

With that, here are things I'm willing to write… Fluff, crackfics, angst, NSFW, alternative universes (I already have ideas for some!), maybe a bit of dead dove here and there (it really depends on the fandom). THERE WILL ALWAYS BE A CONTENT WARNING ON MY WORKS BEFORE THE FIC ITSELF!

What I won't write.

I will not write anything that involves proshipping, pedophilia, etc… It's hard to remember all my ‘hard no's, but I know my limits and what I will absolutely not be writing.

With that being said, I will not be taking requests unless I explicitly state I will be taking requests.

I am a little iffy on requests, if I don't like a request I simply won't do it. If I do like it, I will do it, hit or miss really. I am a little on the slower side however, please be patient.

Extra notes:

I do not have a schedule and I refuse to make one and inevitably disappoint people when I cannot live up to a standard that I made for myself.

I struggle with mental health issues (along with things that happen off of social media) that do make it a little rough for me to write, but I try my best because I do enjoy writing, it is one of my hobbies and it makes not only myself happy, but others too.

Inconsistency is to be expected, so you may not see me for days, weeks, months, maybe even years (I plan not to leave you guys hanging for years 😭). So please be patient with me, this is a side hobby for me!

If you wish to keep up with more consistent posts and you wanna see more of my art, you can find me here!

Entering your humble abode, exhaustion weighed down heavily on your sore shoulders. Your body felt heavy, your arms and legs ached from work, and all you wanted to do was to collapse in your husband's arms and sleep for a hundred years.

Plopping your coat onto the kitchen chair, you shuffled to the fridge like a zombie and opened the door, the cold air greeting you politely. You started your little raid, rummaging for something simple to eat–Like leftovers, that would suffice your appetite. Finally finding a styrofoam to-go box, you dragged it to you and opened it to find your leftovers from last night, when you and Avdol had gone to dinner last night. Perfect.

Grabbing a plate, you plopped your leftovers onto it, put it in the microwave and started the timer. You leaned against the counter top, zoning out for a moment, before you felt warm, strong arms wrap around your waist, “Habibti, welcome home.” Avdol's warm voice greeted you, making you smile and lean into him, “Muhammad…” You hum.

“Long day?” He asked, pulling back to get a better look at you. “Don't you know it.” You let out a soft huff, reaching for the microwave when the alarm went off.

“I could've made you a meal.” He chuckled, watching you detach from him and head for the table, “Nah,” You sat down, fork in hand, “I couldn't wait that long right now, I'm honestly starving.” Avdol nodded, sitting down beside you, “I see. How was your day?”

You two sat for about an hour, just eating and talking–Avdol having grabbed his own leftovers for dinner–before he grabbed your plate and stood up, “Muhammad–” You started, “I'll do the dishes.” He interrupted.

You frowned at him, “But you did them last night, it's my turn.” You stood, “Sit.” He gave you a stern look, making you sit down with a sigh, “I will do the dishes.” He reiterates, and as he said he would, he did them.

You stared at his back, your eyes raking over him as he continued his little task. You let out a low whistle, “You know, you're so sexy when you do those dishes.” Avdol began to dry his hands, smirking at you, “Am I?”

“Yes, you are.” You grinned, standing up, holding your arms out as he approached and wrapped his arms around you once again. You rest your arms around his shoulders, swaying with him. “I love you.” He murmured, his voice full of adoration, “Love you too.” You smiled up at him, before leaning in and kissing him.

His lips are warm against yours as he took the lead naturally, his hand cupping the back of your head as he tilted his own, deepening the kiss. You sighed through your nose and melted against him, enjoying the small moment of affection between you two.

He pulled back, his hand rubbing up and down your back, “You're tense, habibti. Why don't we help you unwind… How does a shower sound?”

You grinned, “Wonderful, actually. You're gonna join me, right?” He nodded, “Yes, unless you say otherwise.”

You pull away, grabbing his arm, “I would never object as long as it's you.” You tugged him along, disappearing into the bathroom together.

Avdol started the shower for the both of you as you busied yourself with stripping off all your clothes. When you finished, you turned and approached him from behind, your hands sneaking under his shirt, “Need any help with this?” You purred, hands trailing along his toned abdomen. Avdol took in a sharp breath, obviously flustered, before glancing over his shoulder at you, “Eager to undress me already?” He chuckled, raising his arm to allow you to slip off his shirt.

You pressed a kiss between his shoulder blades, causing a shiver to run down his spine, before he turned to you quickly and crashed his lips into yours, hungrier this time. You let out a muffled moan, kissing him back, arching into his touch as his hands trace your body.

He pulls away once more, his hand cupping your breast and gently massaging it. “You make it hard to control myself.” He admits, his eyes boring into yours. “Maybe I don't want you to.” You gave him a playful grin, before letting out a yelp when he scoops you up and brings you into the shower, “Muhammad! Your pants!” You laughed.

He chuckled with you and set you down on the cool tiles. You glanced down, noticing a tent growing, “This for me?” You ask, having that cheeky little grin grow across your lips. “Don't know who else it would be for.” He smirked, before unbuckling his belt, pulling down his pants and boxers along with it.

You stared down his half-hard cock, feeling a needy throb between your thighs. “Turn around.” He said, stepping closer. He grabbed a wash cloth, adding soap to it and rubbed it along your body, massaging at your aching muscles. You let out a relieved moan, relaxing as he washed you up.

Your soft moans weren't exactly helping with his hard-on, his length now having stiffened. He pressed his forehead against your shoulder and let out a shaky sigh, “You sound so beautiful… Please, can I make you feel good?” He asked, almost hesitant to ask. “Yes… Please.” You sighed, taking the rag from him and setting it to the side, knowing there wasn't any need for it anymore.

His hands caressed your body, starting with your breasts. You pressed your back into his chest, leaning your head back as his warm, calloused hands massaged your breasts, his palms rubbing against your sensitive buds, “Muhammad…” You let out a breathy sigh, closing your eyes as he pressed kisses along the side of your neck.

A soft yelp left you when his hand pinched your nipple, your body jolting from the sudden pleasure. Then he rubbed it, as if quietly apologizing, “So sensitive, my dear.” He hummed, teasing you. “Hush…” You grew flustered, before grabbing his one hand, “Lower… Please?”

“Your wish is my command.” He whispered, his hand gliding down your body, your heart jumping in your chest as his hand caressed your mound. You caught your lip between your teeth as his hand ducked between your legs, rubbing along your vulva. “Don't tease me.” You whined quietly, “Touch me already–” A gasp left you as his fingers parted your folds. He chuckled lowly, allowing his fingers to rub along your slit before finally settling on your needy clit, rubbing it in slow circles.

“Is that better?” He asked, watching your face with a smirk. “Much better.” You said shakily, rocking your hips into his circling fingers. “Please, finger me?” You asked, spreading your legs further apart, “Need you inside me…”

You arched your back slightly as one finger first entered your wet channel, a soft gasp leaving you. “Yes–Muhammad..!” You moan, hands scrambling to find purchase on the opposite wall. Then, he added a second finger, “Ah!” Your hips jolted, feeling a little fuller now with two of his thick fingers moved inside of you.

“Muhammad! Ah, harder!” His palm brushed against your clit, each time his fingers sinking deeper inside your cunt, each thrust getting closer and closer to that sweet spot inside you–Then he curled his fingers, stroking that spot that had you clenching tightly around his fingers. “Shit.” He chuckled, “Looks like I found it.”

Your eyes rolled back as he quickened the pace of his thrusting fingers, “Muhammad, please–I'm gonna cum!” You panted out, your vision blurring. Avdol leaned in, his breath warm and heavy on your ear, “Cum for me then, habibti…” He murmured, curling and scissoring his fingers. Your body shivered as you let out a choked out moan, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave.

Avdol's fingers worked you through your orgasm and stilled its pace once you came down from your high. He slipped his fingers out with an embarrassing squelch, licking them clean, never being one to waste a good meal.

“You look a lot more relaxed now.” He leaned in, softly cleaning your cheek, “I'm assuming you feel better?” You let out a soft laugh and nodded, “Yeah. Much better actually, thank you.” Your body was relaxed more now than it was earlier, and you were basking in the afterglow as Avdol grabbed the rag again and began to clean you.

Your lip jutted out in a pout as looked over your shoulder at him, “What about you?” He softly tsked, “This isn't about me. I just wanted to help you relax.”

You huffed softly at him, “Our dick says differently.” You say, eyeing his hardened length that hovered by the back of your thigh. A surprised laugh bubbled from his chest as he gave you a look of bewilderment, “OUR??” He pressed his face into the crook of your neck, his laughter muffled, “You really are too much.”

You grinned, “Well, it is OUR dick. You are mine, therefore, so is your dick. And so, I want to help you with this.” You reached back, your hand wrapping around his shaft, giving it a few shallow pumps. A groan left his lips, and you could feel his eyes fluttering closed, his eyelashes tickling your skin. “Fine…” He breathed out, his hands moving to your thighs, “But I want to use these if you're gonna help me.”

You bit your lip playfully, “Alright~ Deal.” You hum, spreading your thighs apart. He let out an amused huff, before positioning himself behind you, his cock sliding between your thighs. “Squeeze your thighs for me, habibti.” He whispered, his voice dropped to a breathy husk, which you quickly did as you were told.

A groan left him, feeling your warm, slick thighs wrap around his length. He gently grasped your chin and turned your head to look at him, “You're so beautiful.” He whispered, his hips starting with slow thrusts. You smiled and leaned in to kiss him, rubbing your thighs together to give him more friction.

His grunts and quiet, needy noises, were muffled against your lips as he began to pick up the pace with his hips, resulting in the sound of skin slapping against skin filling in with the sound of the shower. You reached back behind him, a hand grasping at his back thigh, encouraging him to go faster.

He broke from this kiss, panting heavily with you as he continued to use your thighs, and you couldn't help but glance down, watching the erotic sight. His shaft kept pushing through your thighs and pulling back til the tip was the only visible thing, before pushing back through them. You bit your lip harder this time, your clit throbbing as you looked back at his face.

His eyes were closed and brows furrowed, face flushed a deep reddish color as his pace became more erratic. “Ngh–I love you.” He panted out, “I love you, I love you, I love you.” He moaned out. “You're so beautiful, Muhammad.” You murmured, grasping the back of his head, and crashing your lips into his, sending him over the edge.

His hips stuttered, before slamming into the back of your ass and thighs, cum coming out in spurts, coating your thighs and the tile in his seed. He pulled away from you, gasping for air as he came down from his own high. “That was amazing.” He chuckled, “Agreed.” You laughed with him, before the two of you, albeit unwillingly, separated.

Avdol let out a blissful sigh, “Can I wash you now?” He asked, a playful smile on his face. “Yeah, let's actually finish getting washed… I'm ready to go to bed.”

After you finish with the shower, you both dry off, changing into your favorite pair of comfy pajamas. After changing into something comfortable, you both end up crashing into bed together, deciding to retire for the night, and have probably one of the best sleeps you've had in a long time.

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𖹭 When Bruno introduced you to the team, Trish was the one at the front of the line to greet you with such enthusiasm. Like shoved Mista and Narancia out of the way in excitement. She grasped your hands, eyes sparkling as she introduced herself, “Oh my god! Another girl! I'm Trish! Welcome to the team, it's so nice to meet you.”

𖹭 Assuming you're a girly-girl, she loves spending a lot of time with you, doing each other's nails, testing out new makeup brands, self care days–The whole package! Sometimes Abbacchio joins you for the whole makeup testing since that man also wears makeup as well. He's probably done makeup for much longer so he introduces you both to some of the best brands.

𖹭 Trish is the type of girl who's very touchy and physically affectionate with any gal pals she has. With consent, you're no exception, she loves holding hands, leaning onto you, hugging you, playing with your hair and giving platonic forehead and cheek kisses. She doesn't do that with any guy friends–Well, Narancia is the exception, he's a girl's girl, let's be for real here. He joins you on the little slumber parties, wearing the face masks and reading a comic book or gossiping with you guys.

𖹭 Mall trips are a frequent thing with you guys, your body guards often rotating between the guys, and it's usually Giorno, Mista, Bruno and Narancia accompanying you. Leone and Fugo, they're a bit of a different story. Leone's resting bitch face scares people and Fugo's temper is a bit of a risk, so sometimes it's best to exclude them on these little trips.

𖹭 Loves the spa, usually one of the best parts of the mall trip. She finds some of the best people for it, you've never had your back massaged to the point you fell asleep. When you finally wake up, she's smiling and giggling at you.

𖹭 She adores getting manicures and pedicures, she likes getting those long, decorated pressed-on nails. They're usually pink and orange with bows and beads. For her toenails she usually does something simple, but cute and glossy, kind of like sunset colors, and they have little palm trees painted on a few.

𖹭 Indulges on your interests as well of course, if you want to go to Hot Topic, or some place with plushies, different clothes and collectibles, she joins and indulges. Mystery boxes are so much fun for her and she insists you guys get matching keychains/danglers to hang from your bags.

𖹭 Speaking of which, she has some of the more expensive and cutely designed bags! Like the brand Loungefly, probably has a Sanrio Kuromi and My Melody bag, like this for example: (image below). She adores her bag so much and flaunts it, loves it when people compliment it. Conversations can go on for a hot minute, but she's just so excited to talk about one of the things that interest her. I think they're both her favorite, Kuromi for her personality, and My Melody for the aesthetic and the overall character (so, more My Melody leaning.)

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⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex?)

𖹭 Rohan is pretty decent with aftercare! When he's dominant–He's quiet when he does it, but he takes the time to prepare you both a bath to settle in. He always uses your favorite bath salts and soaps to help with relaxing as he cleans you with a wash cloth.

𖹭 If he was submissive, he expects this kind of treatment in return. Loves body massages soooo much, especially scalp massages. It really helps him relax and unwind his body. It also guarantees he actually sleeps after this instead of going to work more on his manga afterwards.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s.)

𖹭 His brain–Does that count? No? Then his hands, as his hands are creating what ideas come to his mind. They're also used to hold your wrists and pin you down, but that's neither here nor there (hehe).

𖹭 For you, he loves your face most of all, he loves your expressions. Outside of sex, whether you're an expressive person or not, you're his muse, and he loves using you for reference constantly. There are quite a few characters he's based off of you!

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically.)

𖹭 His cum is a cloudy white that is still thick, but a little watery. He likes pulling out of you and spilling on your back or tummy, it shoots in ropes. He loves it because it's like he's painting your body with himself.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ D = Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs.)

𖹭 You guys remember the scene where he was tonguing the spider? Honestly, he does that with your used underwear. He feels so filthy, but he likes to fantasize about you stuffing your underwear in his mouth, gagging him, as you have your way with him.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

𖹭 I believe he has some experience, he had a few short term relationships that didn't work out due to his arrogance and abrasiveness. He has a good grasp on sex, but you being his long term partner, he gets to experiment different kinks and fetishes that he's curious about.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ F = Favorite position (This goes without saying.)

𖹭 He loves trying new positions, but he loves simple missionary, the lotus, butterfly, standing up, spooning and you riding him–Not reverse cowgirl style though, eyes on him. He likes positions where he can actually see you.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

𖹭 Doesn't think sex is a laughing matter (LMAO), I think laughing during sex would make him feel like you're laughing at him, which turns him off and lowkey makes him salty. He's moody if you do it.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ H = Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

𖹭 Very well-groomed if he keeps a happy trail/bush, nicely trimmed, never untamed or messy. Used to wax and shave completely, but he's gained a new appreciation for body hair, especially if you like it.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

𖹭 I like to think he's lowkey a romantic, so when he's on top and feeling romantic, he'll be slow and sensual with you. Your leg resting on his shoulder as he rolls his hips into yours, panting as his eyes watch your every reaction. If he's feeling particularly sappy, he will throw in the rare praise–probably the rare few times he tells you you're beautiful/handsome and how much he loves and adores you. (Bit of a tsundere outside and during sex so it's best to appreciate these sappy little moments).

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon.)

𖹭 Didn't really masturbate before you, he did yes but it was on the rare occasion he was really pent up and needy. He rarely masturbates now that you two are together. Saves any sexual intimacy between the two of you.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ K = Kink (One or more of their kinks.)

𖹭 Hate/rough sex (this includes makeup sex), restraints, pegging (loves pegging, unless you have a dick then it's not pegging LMAO), eye contact, oral (giving), brat taming (receiving), if you have a stand? Improper use of a stand, etc.,

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ L = Location (Favorite places to do the do.)

𖹭 Anywhere in the house. Bedroom, bathroom, kitchen–Literally anywhere inside the house EXCEPT his art studio. Will not happen unless it's riding him or his thigh, but even then that's the rare exception, he does not want to fuck up his art.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going?)

𖹭 You know, he'll be sketching you and your nude body for anatomy practice, then he's getting really into it then suddenly he's dragging you to the bedroom. He rarely gets needy but sometimes when he does he's a lot more touchy and affectionate–He becomes a real brat too if he isn't getting the attention he wants, then you have to punish him (to his delight).

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs.)

𖹭 Having sex in public, hard no. Also not fond of any sort of knife, gun or blood play. Don't even think about any piss or scat, you'll never see him again if you even suggest that.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

𖹭 He's weird about receiving oral, he's just not a big fan of it. But he likes giving it for his “artistic research”. It's all for his artistic research when his tongue is deep in your hole and his eyes are burning into yours as he tongue fucks you and demands you keep your eyes on him.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

𖹭 He's a fan of both, but I think he prefers to take his time with it sometimes, leaves more room for teasing you and loving you properly. Although, if he's in a rush or in a foul mood, it's fast and rough, either with you or him being dominant, he needs to fuck or be fucked like you two hate each other.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

𖹭 When he gets frustrated from art block or anything of the sort, he's down for quickies. That's when it's mostly fast and rough.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

𖹭 The closest risk you're gonna get to do is sex in the living room with the blinds open, leaving some room in getting caught. But that's about it really.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

𖹭 You'll get about 1-3 rounds out of that man, depending on how he's feeling. If he's tired because he decided he wouldn't sleep the night before, one round. If something good happens and he's in a really good mood, might actually end up being more than three.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

𖹭 Yes, he owns toys, a lot of them. I believe he's into BDSM lowkey, so he has some of those items in the toy box. He uses said toys on both himself and his partner, really likes being on the receiving end of it. Type of man to have monster dildos, like a lot of them. He's trying to collect all the species.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ U = Unfair (How much they like to tease.)

𖹭 Oh, he can be a real bitch when he's teasing. He will draw it out as long as he can to get every expression and reaction he can out of you. But if he's bottoming, he can't handle teasing, he becomes such a brat (EDGE HIM AND MAKE HIM CRY).

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

𖹭 When dominating, he just yaps about how pathetic you look and can be degrading. He grunts and moans, but when he's submissive, he's louder, he whimpers too. Babbles a lot too but it's breathless and jumbled since he's fucked out of his mind.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ W = Wild card (A random headcanon for the character.)

𖹭 I know I wrote him mostly being a top, but I think he likes being a bottom a lot of the time. He likes being a pampered pillow princess.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes.)

𖹭 He's got an average sized penis, around 5.3 inches, leaning more on the thinner side versus thicker. Circumcised, (he hated foreskin, thought it looked ugly), pretty pink tip. His dick is pretty, very smooth, only has one prominent vein, and it's on the underside that's really sensitive. Round, firm balls, they do not hang.

𖹭 Bonus: #E7D4CE (base color), #DB878C (tip color).

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

𖹭 Sex drive is leaning more to the low-average scale. He doesn't need it constantly. Probably has it at least once a week, maybe two weeks. He can survive without it if need be.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ Z = Zzz (How quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?)

𖹭 After a bath, he falls asleep in bed with you. However, if he didn't properly unwind after sex, there is no rest for the wicked. He will go straight to the art studio after tucking you in and sketch out some ideas he got.

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𖹭 I think Giorni doesn't remember a lot when it comes to his birth place, especially since he moved to Italy when he was about 4 years old. But when he does remember, he remembers mostly the festivals since something so extravagant usually sticks with a child. The fireworks, the lights, parades, people dressed up and the excitement–He still remembers it, albeit his memory is a little foggy.

𖹭 When he meets you, he's intrigued, and conversation comes easy when you two talk. Assuming you moved from Japan more recently and you're struggling with Italian, it kind of clicks for Giorno that you're half Japanese. There's this bubbling excitement in his chest when it clicks and he speaks Japanese in order to make it easier for you.

𖹭 When you perk up, relief evident on your face, he can't help but smile and laugh softly, and before he knows it, you're going back and forth for HOURS about all kinds of things. Heritage, old memories, the struggles of moving, etc., he lets you do most of the talk as he sits and admires your passion.

𖹭 Meanwhile, the Bucci gang were all very confused honestly, well, excluding Bruno and Fugo. Bruno knows a little bit of Japanese, not enough to carry a conversation, but he can make out bits and pieces. He's just smiling warmly, while Fugo is casually eavesdropping. He isn't gonna jump in or anything, he's just a little nosey. Meanwhile everyone else is confused–Mista and Narancia are joking around, betting on what's being said, Trish isn't paying any mind, and Leone just looks over it, as usual.

𖹭 As you yap away, you share some memories, which, as already stated, unfortunately Giorno doesn't remember much. But you still listen anyway, before sharing your own memories. Along with the festivals, you talk about the delicious foods and sweets that you miss, the music you enjoyed, and the animes you love to watch, and this catches his interest.

𖹭 If you import some Japanese snacks, Giorno is down to try them. It's canonically stated his favorite foods are: Chocolate, pudding and octopus salad, with his least favorite foods being bird meat (particularly duck meat). Giorno would favor the sweets more, like the Hello Panda, pocky and choco pies. He'd try some of the more intriguing ones too, which he's found himself enjoying these pizza potato chips. Anything that's chicken flavored or duck flavored has him staring holes into it–It's best to skip offering him THOSE snacks.

𖹭 You and Giorno become extremely close during all of this. You share your snacks with him, you listen to music together, (he dances with you if you're the type to jump up and pull him into dancing), you watch anime together, which Giorno really, and I mean REALLY watches, he's honestly the type to get fixated on it and become a lowkey anime fan himself. You basically become inseparable in a way, the loyalty runs deep. While all this occurs, Giorno helps you with your Italian, helping you be more fluent. He's an awesome teacher by the way, he's extremely patient and knows what you're saying/what you mean. 10/10 friendship, people envy your dynamic.

𖹭 Bonus (animes I think Giorno would enjoy!): HunterXHunter, Gachiakuta, The Disastrous Life of Saiki K. (I feel like he relates to Saiki lowkey), Bleach and Cowboy Bebop.

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You know, it was just supposed to be any normal mission. A mission where you would find a stand user who was selling off information about Passione to rivals. Well, what you didn't expect today while working with Mista and Fugo was being ambushed by two stand users.

One stand user was relentless, their stand manic in their movements and attacks. The other stand user, however, was left paralyzed, as if unsure of what to do.

Once Mista managed to shoot down the first stand user, their companion panicked and ran.

Not wanting the stand user to get away, you chased after them out of instinct, Fugo calling out to you in a panic. When you were just about to corner the stand user–Some smoke erupted right in front of you. You collapsed, shaking and coughing as the stand user made their escape.

When Fugo and Mista finally found you, at first, they didn't recognize you. “Oi, who are you?!” Mista pointed his gun at you, brows furrowed. “What do you mean, who am I?!” You snapped, before pausing, your voice sounding deeper, wrong. Fugo grabbed Mista's shoulder, shocked, “Y/N?” He questioned. You met his gaze, and he sighed, “Oh dear…”

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Bruno Bucciarati

𖹭 He was stunned when you came home looking completely different, but he still recognized you. When you express your frustrations and begin to get increasingly upset, he sits with you and holds you until your tears of frustration dry into his suit.

𖹭 He helps you get used to your new body, giving solid advice, buying you clothes tailored for you new form, etc. He basically spoils you, Bruno gives sugar daddy. All the while as he's doing this, he's also looking into finding the stand user who did this.

𖹭 When you finally return to your original form, Bruno kisses your knuckles and smiles at you, “Welcome back, amore.”

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Leone Abbacchio

𖹭 He was so confused by the random man just standing in the doorway. He was initially gonna question you, but then he recognized your eyes and froze, before letting out an irritated, “What happened?”

𖹭 When you explain, he lets out a long, drawn out sigh, like the disappointed dad sigh. He does help you, of course, but he acts like he's bothered by the whole situation–Which he is, but not at you, but at the stand user who did this.

𖹭 When you return back to your original form, he lets out a soft sigh and kisses your temple, “Never do that again, cara.”

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Guido Mista

𖹭 Mista laughs at you about it at first, thinking the situation is soooo hilarious. When he realizes you aren't changing back, he does panic a little.

𖹭 Mista has never been with a guy before so he's a little shy about it, but he likes it. Nothing's really changed at all with him. Yeah he helps you when needed but when asked for any solid advice? Yeah… Good luck. I think he's also the type to ask to compare dick sizes as well, look I'm sorry I had to say it LMAO.

𖹭 When you go back to it, he's slightly disappointed but he's also pretty excited to have his smoking hot girlfriend back, going on and on, “Welcome back, babe! God I missed your face–Not that it bothered me when you were a guy! You know what I mean!”

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Narancia Ghirga

𖹭 Honestly didn't believe that you were you, like at all. It had to take you telling him your secret word that it finally clicked for him. He was stunned, but then he kinda laughed at your situation.

𖹭 Narancia isn't really helpful for the situation, like Mista, nothing's changed other than he's rougher when you two play fight/wrestle.

𖹭 When you change back, he just shrugs it off to be honest. “Oh! You're back to normal! Cool! Can we cuddle now?”

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Pannacotta Fugo

𖹭 The most infuriated that this all happened. He yells at you for doing something so foolish, before he has to force himself to walk away. He comes back to apologize later for snapping, but you knew he was just really worried about you.

𖹭 Next to Bruno, probably gives the best advice about how to take care of your new body. Just because you're a man now doesn't excuse you from your studies though, still gotta do that.

𖹭 A sigh of relief leaves him when you're back to normal, and he rests his head on your shoulder, “Please never do something so foolish like that again. I don't know what I would do if I lost you…” He sounds emotional while he says this, like he's on the verge of tears.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Giorno Giovanna

𖹭 Giorno is surprised when you stepped in, looking entirely different. He found the situation slightly humorous, maybe letting out a soft chuckle, but he takes the situation seriously.

𖹭 He tries what he can to fix the situation, but he's the one to deliver the news that you're stuck as a man for awhile, so get comfy. He works with Bruno to figure out where the stand user is, all the while he spends a lot of time to make sure you're okay.

𖹭 When the situation is taken care of and you're back to normal, he goes back to doting on you and spoiling you. He presses kisses from your hand, up your arm, neck, and up to your cheek. “I'm glad you are alright, amore mio. I'll make sure nothing like this happens again.” And he keeps that promise.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Trish Una

𖹭 This girl has so much sympathy for you, she had been in the situation where she was, basically, not in her own body. Though the situation isn't exactly the same, she feels ya, and she's there to help.

𖹭 While you waited for the effects to die off, Trish still treated you the same. Did your hair, nails, makeup, etc. Just because you were a man for now, didn't mean things had to change in your routine.

𖹭 When you changed back, you guys celebrated by going on a date! Went on a mall shopping street and then went to eat somewhere real fancy. She'd take your hand and lean her head on your shoulder, “Y'know, I didn't mind you being a guy. But I like the real you more. Don't get yourself into trouble like that again, ‘kay?”

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₊˚⊹ ᰔ Risotto Nero

𖹭 Risotto wasn't sure how to feel when his daughter went from being affectionate to being distant. It confused him, but he didn't push it either, instead he gave her space.

𖹭 However, he ends up giving her too much space, and there was a point that she felt like he was basically ignoring/neglecting her, and you had to step in.

𖹭 The two sat down and talked for a little bit, albeit awkward because both of them are really bad about feelings. When they realize it's a misunderstanding, they come up with a solution.

𖹭 On the off times his daughter acts out, (which is rare because I don't imagine his kid being the type to really act out as much), he is quick to reprimand and discipline her. He does not let shit slide like that, especially if she was being disrespectful.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Prosciutto

𖹭 Absolutely offended when his daughter starts getting rebellious and avoidant with affection. But he also gets it–Or he tries to. Really, he tries to. But this man is extremely controlling, so he struggles.

𖹭 Very strict and disciplines her a lot more now that she acts out more and is in her rebellious phase. He's the type of man to sit in the dark living room, waiting for her to get home, let her sneak in all quiet, before turning on the light and questioning where she was.

𖹭 There tends to be a lot of tension, but the moment something happens to her, he is right there protecting her.

𖹭 They may not be on the greatest terms now, but that is his baby, and NOBODY will lay a finger on her if he can help it. Despite the tension, despite the rebellion, despite it all, all he cares about is that she comes home safe and sound, even if she ends up grounded for a whole month.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Formaggio

𖹭 Probably one of the few men who aren't offended by the rebelliousness and distance. If anything, he's pretty laidback about it.

𖹭 You have to tell him to help out with discipline, which he does, but it always feels half-hearted.

𖹭 He and his son actually still get along, it's more of a you vs your son because you're the more responsible one. But trust me when I say, if your son ever disrespects you or anything like that, Formaggio turns into the bad cop real quick.

𖹭 Shrinks his own son and puts him in a bottle for awhile if need be. If he wants to act out and disrespect his other parent, he can go to bottle jail until he can actually apologize.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Illuso

𖹭 Offended, honestly offended. His daughter just decides she doesn't wanna dress all pretty anymore and resort to–HOODIES AND JEANS??? WHAT?!

𖹭 And when she tells him she doesn't want him to do her hair anymore, that's when he loses it. That was their bonding time, and now she wants to do it all by herself?! He goes to you to sulk about it.

𖹭 She sasses HIM now. It used to be just La Squadra, but now it's her father. Y'know, he's proud, he really is, but also very offended now that she's being sassy and condescending with him.

𖹭 Poor Illuso doesn't handle it well and his pride is bruised every time she rejects any bonding time. They still have their good days, but man, it weighs on him a lot, and sometimes you need to go talk to your daughter. Like you did with Illuso, you break down her walls and she admits a lot. She may not be as affectionate as she was before, she still makes time to spend with both of you.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Ghiaccio

𖹭 Good lord, goodbye any peaceful days you used to have, because they're gone now. Your son inherited his dad's anger issues, and they're bad.

𖹭 Sure, Ghiaccio is going to anger management and it's WAY better than it was years ago, but he still deals with them, and there's a lot of explosive arguments and you have to mediate. A lot.

𖹭 After bad arguments, both usually storm off to go cool off somewhere, while you first clean up the ice they've both created, before talking to both of them. At the end of it, Ghiaccio ends up sitting with his son and apologizing, and they have a talk, which, things get resolved, even though the teen is still feeling pretty bitter about it.

𖹭 He isn't offended that his son isn't affectionate, or even repelled by it. He was that way too. He gets it, and he doesn't push it, if his son gives cues/asks for it, he absolutely will, but other than that, he gives his son space.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Melone

𖹭 He saw it coming, of course he did, he knows a lot about the human body, the hormones and the possible feelings that come with it–He knows, so he isn't offended.

𖹭 However, your son is more than offended when his father takes the time to basically study him and his feelings, and it just irritates him more than he already is.

𖹭 Melone does stop this when he realizes how much it irritates the young lad, but he isn't sure on how to deal with an angsty teen. He's never been in this situation before. He does try to talk to him, but his son tends to avoid him.

𖹭 After a certain amount of time there is a resolve, it was when the teenager was struggling with a class project that the two bonded and finally found some peace once again.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Pesci

𖹭 Probably the most devastated that his little girl started rejecting his affection. He knows that this is normal with teenagers, but this doesn't hurt him any less.

𖹭 Definitely came to you crying and clinging to you, unsure of what to do. After a long with each other, you two come to the conclusion of having an honest, heart-to-heart talk with your daughter.

𖹭 Getting your daughter to sit down and actually talk was rough, because she was purposely trying to avoid the both of you, but eventually, you found the right time and place to do so, and, as every teen does, they struggle with feelings and insecurities.

𖹭 After that talk and a lot of reassurances and hugs, Pesci is relieved. He's heartbroken because she felt incredibly insecure, and it brought him back to the old days, but he was relieved he could resolve them. He makes sure to tell her affirmations every morning now too instead of at bedtime, just so she knows she's loved and she's beautiful.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Sorbert & Gelato

𖹭 Sorbert and Gelato handling some troublesome teens… Woof, what could go wrong?

𖹭 Okay firstly, I know Sorbert struggles with his boys being so rebellious and being overall punks. He does get a little snappy with them. Gelato on the other hand, it was all fun and games at first, but he doesn't tolerate disrespect or bullshit.

𖹭 The dad duo teams up to reel in the boys and makes them behave, and it's up to you to remind them to be softer on the boys, they're still kids after all, just navigating new territory.

𖹭 You're still probably the twins favorites, as they tend to go to you for other small things. The teens still get along with their dads, but they also like to push on their dads boundaries and limits. They don't do that with you however because they know they'll be in extra trouble if so.

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Today had been nothing short of an exhausting day for you. You had been to the doctor to see how you were doing in your third trimester–which was progressing nicely, just a few more weeks–then did some grocery shopping, which you were extremely stubborn about doing despite both of your husband's protests.

Now, at home at last, you were settled between Gelato's legs, back pressed to his front as his calloused fingers gently caressed the stretched skin of your stomach, tracing every stretchmark as Sorbert tsked. “You overdid it.” Sorbert, who was down by your feet, gave you a half-hearted glare, “Your ankles are very swollen. You were on your feet for too long.”

You let out a huff, earning a chuckle from Gelato, “He's right. You completely overdid it, cara. What ever will we do with you?” He teased you. A tight frown spread across your face, you knew he was only teasing, but with your emotions already a mess, you could only retort, “I'm tired of sitting around all damn day. I want to do things, not sit here and be useless just because I'm carrying our kids.”

Sorbert's features, once soft, immediately sharpened like a dagger, “Excuse you?” He sat up straighter, “You don't get to say that about our wife.” Gelato sighed and shook his head, “That's very cruel of you.” His lighthearted tone had gotten colder, “We don't appreciate you talking badly about yourself, cara… Maybe we should punish you for that.”

You stiffened, your face growing hot. Sorbert's fingers grasped your chin and tilted your head, making you look at him. God his stare was so intimidating. “Apologize to yourself. Now.” You stared in shock for a moment, before caving, “I uh… Yeah. I'm sorry.” You finally said.

Both of the men were satisfied, Sorbert leaned in and kissed you, his lips melding into yours, while Gelato peppered your neck with gentle kisses. You let in a sharp breath through your nose, melting under their affection. Gelato detached from your neck and would mumble against your ear, “Let us take care of you. We're your husbands, our job is to make our already hardworking wife take it easy. You're already growing two children inside your body, that's more than enough.”

Sorbert pulled back, letting out a breathless sigh, “We love you, so much.” His hand went from your chin to gently grasp your neck, “Don't you ever forget that.”

Tears stung your eyes as you finally managed a shaky nod, a sniffle escaping you. Sorbert and Gelato took their time to pepper you in kisses and whisper soft praises that you knew they meant.

Just a few more weeks. Just a few more weeks and then you can finally push these little monsters out… You all couldn't be happier.

When you finally went into labor and brought your twins into the world, you were beyond exhausted. Despite this exhaustion, you were happy, finally able to hold the little ones in your arms. You were holding the younger twin in your arms, admiring his little face, while Sorbert was holding the older twin.

Gelato stood between the two of you, his head leaning against Sorbert's shoulder, staring in awe. “They're both so small.” He murmured. Sorbert turned his head and pressed a kiss to Gelato's temple, “He looks like you, caro.” Gelato smiled, “Huh. I guess he does.”

As they talked, you listened quietly and thought to yourself, ‘That must mean Gelato is the biological father then.’ You smiled softly, before glancing back down at the little one in your arms again, but then it hit you. The younger twin looked a lot more like Sorbert.

You glanced at your husbands, “Hey… This one looks more like Sorbert.” They snapped their heads at you, confusion evident in both their faces. They both moved closer to get a better look.

“That… Should be impossible.” Sorbert's brows furrowed as he reached out to trace the baby's nose, which more closely resembled his own, sharp and curved like his. Gelato stared, confused, “So… Who's the actual biological father then?” He wondered out loud. “Yeah… I'm wondering about that too.” You added on, before all three of you glanced over at the door. Right on time, the doctor walked in, pausing when the attention was all on her.

“Uh–Is everything alright? They didn't swap the babies, did they?” She joked awkwardly. “No ma'am,” Sorbert started, “We just realized that our babies look like… Well, like both Gelato and I.” He gestured to both himself and Gelato. “I thought children were supposed to have only one biological father.”

The doctor looked puzzled, before choosing her words carefully, “Well, if you wish, we can do a paternity test to see who the actual father is.” She offered, “We just need swabs. It'll take a few weeks.” The men glanced at each other, a silent confirmation, before Gelato nodded, “Yeah, let's do it.”

Weeks had passed before you were all finally called in to get the results. Sat in the doctor's office once more, you all waited for the doctor, who finally entered the room.

Stepping in, she held a folder, “So, the results are in, as you already know. Turns out both of you are the fathers.” She stated, handing over the papers. Sorbert quickly grasped them, shock evident on his face, “That–It should be impossible!” He couldn't comprehend, it didn't make sense, “Explain.” He said sharply.

“Oh! Well, there is this phenomenon, heteropaternal superfecundation. It's extremely rare, but it's when the woman's body releases two or more eggs during the menstrual cycle. It leaves room for both eggs to be fertilized by different fathers.” The doctor explained proudly, “Technically, your children are half-siblings if you think about it.”

“Woah…” Gelato muttered, taking it all in quietly. Sorbert was still processing it, it made sense now, it was just taking a moment for him to wrap his head around it, and then you. You were shocked, sure, but you weren't put off by it. If anything, you were thrilled! You had children with both of your husbands at the exact same time, something extremely rare, but it happened to you.

You placed both of your hands on their arms, “Isn't it exciting?” You grinned at them. Gelato chuckled, “Yeah, that is pretty exciting. Never expected this to happen to us, but I'm not complaining.” Sorbert finally nodded, his face softening, “Yeah.” He whispered, “Seems like whatever god or entity is out there chose us to experience this. It's certainly odd, but exciting nontheless.”

Although the phenomenon had taken you all by surprise, it didn't change a thing. You were all gonna be a happy family, learning to raise twins along the way. That's all that truly matters.

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₊˚⊹ ᰔ Robert E. O. Speedwagon

𖹭 Men. Big, muscular men. Ones that smell good too.

𖹭 I stand by the theory that Speedwagon is gay, there are a lot of things to point to this, and I believe he was madly in love with Jonathan, so generally, Jonathan is his type.

𖹭 He likes a strong man with a good head on his shoulders and a heart of gold. A man who believes in mercy and second chances.

𖹭 Now his S/O doesn't have to be muscular, that was a joke… Kind of. He's a fan of most body types, but he does like his men on the bigger side. Just as long as they are a good person who loves him deeply and protects him like he does them, then he's happy.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Caesar Zeppeli

𖹭 Ah, the womanizer. He makes just about any woman swoon for him. But imagine this: An unphased, unimpressed, dominant S/O that makes HIM swoon.

𖹭 Listen, hear me out. He's trying EVERYTHING to get their attention, he even resorts to begging. That’s how we like our men, amirite? (Idk why I'm obsessed with bottom Caesar bro, it just feels right).

𖹭 He more than likely met them around the beginning when Lisa Lisa first took him under her wing. They were a student before him, and he tried to shoot his shot, he expected it to work. He was shocked when they shot him down so quickly, and he's worked since that day to get their attention.

𖹭 Made it his mission to be someone his S/O can depend on in fights, as well, first time they met, his S/O kicked his ass and put him in his place when he was being way too cocky. Still reckless as ever, but he's persistent, and he manages to catch their heart… Eventually.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Noriaki Kakyoin

𖹭 “If I ever fall in love, I'd want it to be like someone like her.” — Kakyoin talking about Holly.

𖹭 Kakyoin is attracted to more warm, stable individuals. Someone who can provide comfort and understand him deeply is what attracts him the most.

𖹭 That being said, it's clearly been stated that he doesn't relate to people who are non-stand users, so, he would not be with someone who wasn't a stand user. It's a big part of him, and he wants that to be understood by his S/O.

𖹭 I feel like it'd be sometime after the battle with Dio that he finally meets “the one”. It probably helps that if they were a stand user, they would also be involved in the investigations with himself, Jotaro, Polnareff and Avdol had been set off on (plus it's just more time to spend with them).

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Jean Pierre Polnareff

𖹭 Love at first sight for Polnareff to be honest–Well, more of he was definitely attracted to his S/O when they first met. They were traveling with the Stardust Crusaders when they first encountered each other. When he decided to join, he got to know them better.

𖹭 And boy, did that man FALL. His S/O would have a kind heart, someone who doesn't poke fun at him, laughs at his jokes, and someone who has his back when he needs it most.

𖹭 Polnareff finds value in his S/O's sincerity and need to help others. THAT IS HIS TYPE. Someone who is selfless in their actions and expects nothing in return.

𖹭 Although he will give everything in return because that's just how he rolls and he doesn't like to be the only one on the receiving end of everything. That man is your knight in shining armor and will always act like it, he will fight for you.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Okuyasu Nijimura

𖹭 Okuyasu first meets his S/O at Trattoria Trussardi, where he decided to work when college didn't work out. He worked currently as a waiter, (before moving too sous chef later on), and it was just a normal day before his future S/O entered, looking for a meal.

𖹭 Okuyasu thought you were smoking hot and quickly took on your table to serve you. He wasn't subtle in the least, he made it clear he was very attracted to you. He flirted, he gave compliments, even playfully teased you about being a nerd for studying while waiting for dinner. The conversation flowed easy and everything felt natural.

𖹭 His S/O never makes him feel dumb despite the differences in intelligence, they don't make him feel bad for his decisions. For his decision to drop out of college, to work in a restaurant instead, to study food prep–His S/O is encouraging, and really laidback.

𖹭 Works extra hard to impress you by simply making a perfect meal for you without Tonio's help. He confesses his affections that way and is over the moon when you accept.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Bruno Bucciarati

𖹭 With Bruno, he's known his S/O basically forever. When he first joined Passione, you were there too, and you were the first friendly face, a calm within the storm.

𖹭 You both basically grew up together and worked in Passione together side-by-side, providing comfort and a calm that resonated deeply with him.

𖹭 His S/O's calming, warm and loving personality made him fall deeply and kept him going throughout the events of Golden Wind. The night before the final standoff, he finally confessed. It almost felt like a final goodbye in a way.

𖹭 After the events of Golden Wind, you retired to be more of a stay-at-home partner, which Bruno appreciated and–Although he was worried, he knew you could take care of yourself.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Guido Mista

𖹭 Friends to lovers trope for Mista, all the way. Sure he flirts with ladies and is a bit of a ladies man, but he's the type to fall for his best friend and get all flustered randomly about it.

𖹭 It was after Mista joined Passione, did his S/O join soon after, and he was quick to make the first impression and get them comfortable, which worked!

𖹭 Immediate besties, although, his S/O was much quieter than him. The best thing about them, he thinks, is the fact they can bring out different sides of each other they didn't expect to show.

𖹭 His quieter S/O helps ground him and appreciate the quieter moments together, when to settle down more comfortably. Then, Mista brings out the more louder side of you, laughing more freely, allowing yourself to be loud, to freely express yourself. There is a balance that you both give each other.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Ermes Costello

𖹭 She is a deeply loyal woman who would fight a bear for you, she is that loyal. I think she is a woman who expects this loyalty in return! She finds loyalty to be her biggest thing, and she wants you to both be each other's ride-or-dies.

𖹭 She also prefers someone who isn't easily scared away by her quick-temper and rough edges. She also wants someone who's got intelligence, at the very least street-smart. She can't stand it when someone is dumb, which is understandable.

𖹭 Someone grounding, practical and able to hold their own in a fight is honestly a perfect fit for her. Absolutely perfect.

𖹭 I believe she is also partial to someone who isn't overly physically affectionate too. I feel like someone being overly affectionate would throw her off and lowkey make her feel a little awkward.

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