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Yay, my first Pillarmen request! This was really fun to write, hope I did this okay!! 💕💕

Bocca della Verita, the famous monument known as the Mouth of Truth was what you and the others stood before. A chill rushed down your spine at the sight of it’s hollowed eyes and blank stare.

Carefully, you shifted out of the way, allowing the soldier escort to step forward and reveal that there was actually a hidden cave behind it.

Up until now, you had been feeling a strong subconscious pull and upon entering the underground cavern, that feeling only got stronger.

It was more than enough to distract you from Joseph and Caesar’s bickering, even Speedwagon’s chiding fell on deaf ears as your group happened upon the three godlike men who were supposed to be encrusted in stone, but were not.

Fleshy husks of dead soldiers were strewn across the cave grounds, you looked on with surprise and even a bit of fear. Did they do this?

You could feel the perspiration building on your neck, your skin flushed against the sudden heat that seemed to want to take over you. It was as if something within them was calling to you, but what? You hadn’t the slightest clue.

The one called Wamuu was the first to notice you and immediately alerted the others. “Masters forgive me, but…” he pointed in your direction, causing both Joseph and Caesar to stiffen at your side.

You prepared for battle, hamon thrumming wildly in the depths of your lungs. Having witnessed the incredible difference in power between the Pillarmen and your ragtag group of hamon-users, you decided it would not stop you from defending your friends and Mr. Speedwagon, even as the soldier escort lay dying at your feet.

You could almost see the rage swelling in Caesar’s heart; he was ready to attack, but before he could do you so, you charged forward hoping to spare Caesar’s life in exchange for your own.

Wamuu was quick to defend himself against your hamon attacks but you couldn't help but feel that he was holding back, like he was being especially careful not to harm you.

It didn’t make any sense but you took the opportunity given and aimed a devastating blow to his chest.

Instead of lashing out, the Pillaman surprised you by bowing low enough for you to see the curve of his half-clothed back. “My Queen.” he called in a voice of reverence, “It is not my wish to harm you.”

Queen? What the hell were they talking about? A few feet away Joseph repeated your very thoughts. “Why the hell is he calling Y/n queen?!”

It was then that Esidisi came to stand before you, although he did not bow, the reverence in his mien was as clear as day. His eyes shone like he was witnessing some sort of miracle. “My Queen,” he said, his larger hand engulfed your own as he bent to kiss it.

“Okay, that’s enough! You people have some explaining to do!!” whether it was Caesar or Joseph again or even Speedwagon who said these words, you couldn’t tell. The tugging on your spirit was stronger than any of your physical senses, it made your knees weak.

You failed to notice that Kars had finally come to stand behind you, his fingers threading into your copper tresses. He towered over you just as the rest, a look of satisfaction on his lips. “My Queen, it seems that your lineage has somehow managed to live on even till this modern era.”

Those words rang loud in your head like the echoing of a gong. What did he mean by ‘your lineage’? As if hearing your thoughts, Kars placed a hand on your hip and drew you into his chest.

“Indeed, is it not obvious by your hair, that you are a descendent of my people? Do you not know that long ago there existed a tribe of Pillarmen in the Western continent, their only common trait being their red hair.”

Wamuu rose to his feet as the three men circled you like prey. Esidisi then spoke, “It is said the color of their hair came from the blood of their many enemies shed in battle. They were our fiercest warriors, revered as gods and goddesses.”

You could hear your heart beating ferociously in your chest. It felt like a wild fire had spread over your body. You began to consider their words. Could it be true, that you were one of them? The more you thought about it, the more you were inclined to believe.

And as you did, the fire under your skin quelled into a tempered flame.

Joseph and Caesar yelled after you, calling for you to run away, but it was all static and white noise in your ears.

Of course! ❤️ Hope it’s to your liking!

The first time Abbacchio receives a CD addressed to him in the mail, he wonders if he had made a purchase and somehow forgotten all about it.

Upon spending time to actually listen to the disk, he realises that this is not the case.

Nevertheless, he keeps the CD with all his others and listens to it on occasion. The new music is a nice change of pace from his usual.

When he receives a second one in the mail, he accuses Mista and Narancia of pranking him, although this time he really doesn’t understand what the joke is supposed to be.

Of course, they deny having anything to do with it, whether he believes them or not, no one knows.

By the time a third mixtape comes in, Abbacchio has formulated a plan to find out just exactly who is sending these to his address.

He may or may not have interrogated the mailman for a return address…

I imagine that upon finding out it’s you, he’ll definitely want an explanation for this, “So it was you all along? Well… what’s your motive?”

When you nervously explain it’s because you have a crush on him, his brows nearly touch his hairline. He’s rather caught off guard.

“You...have a crush on me? Why?”

Abbacchio won’t understand why you chose him of all people. He doesn’t really think he’s worthy of being your crush. He thinks surely there are other, better candidates than him.

Telling him he’s the only one you’d ever want is a sure fire way to get him flustered. Not openly so, but you’ll catch his eyes widen, and maybe a slight blush on his cheeks. He’ll look away and grumble something like “Fine, whatever, hope you don’t regret it.”

He says this, to brush it off but internally he’s pretty happy about it.

Be patient with him as he can be a little rough around the edges when it comes to relationships, but you won’t ever have to question his devotion and loyalty to you.

When Abbacchio falls, he falls hard.

No worries, my dearest Juno. I’ve got it covered 💗 (kinda had to stop myself from getting too carried away with this one lmao)

Bruno Bucciarati is known to be rather sharp on his feet when it comes to things related to his job, but his feelings for you completely blindside him with how deep they are.

The process is a slow one; it takes a series of measured steps to get there and he doesn’t realize it until the night you cook dinner for the gang, a nice homemade meal of squid pasta.

There really is no way for you to know it’s his favorite, because he hasn't told you a thing about it. It’s possible you may have heard it from the others, but they look just as surprised as him.

Bruno realizes you’re just that observant.

It’s the gangster’s first meal in a while that hasn't been ordered right off Libeccio’s menu.

The excitement is palpable. All it takes is good food and a little limoncello to put everyone in high spirits. And Bucciarati can’t seem to take his eyes off you.

You catch his stare a number of times throughout the night, and if you’re concerned, you don’t say anything right in that moment, for which he is grateful.

It’s then that he realizes, as you laugh along at Mista’s joke while offering Narancia another serving that he is truly, undoubtedly, and hopelessly in love with you.

The following days don't get any better and by week two, Bruno is strongly considering how best to confront his feelings for you. He had naively assumed that with time they would wane, but acknowledging their existence only made them wax stronger.

He isn't sure about the way you feel towards him. You are kind and friendly, but you’re like that with everyone.

There is also the question of his occupation. His line of work comes with several risks and although you have your own personal connections with Passione, he would rather not put you in any danger.

Another week passes as he stews in discontentment and uncertainty, so much so that the others, namely Fugo and Abbacchio are even taking notice; if their subtle glances to one another whenever you walk in the room are anything to go by.

What surprises him most is that neither comment on it. (But how can they? When they have such little experiences themselves to go off of)

It’s Mista who inevitably broaches the topic with a crooked smile and a heavy arm tossed over Bruno’s shoulder. “Just get a nice gift and ask ‘em out, it’s easy.” He shouldn’t have been surprised. Guido could be rather shameless at times.

Mista is sort of right, but it’s easier said than done. For all his decisiveness, it takes him another week just to find something suitable for you.

Everytime he caught sight of your smile, his heart thumped louder in his chest. Was there anything that could convey that?

Late one day, Bruno approaches you with flowers: blue salvia because he’s always thinking of you, hibiscus to represent your delicate beauty, and white jasmine because he’s come to find that your love is a sweet one.

“I saw these and thought of you,” he licks his lips, ducking his head a bit at your blank stare. “And I was wondering if...you would indulge me in an evening out. Dinner, and perhaps a stroll around the city?”

He doesn’t expect for you to agree so quickly, in fact he thinks he misheard you, until you say yes again, scooping the flowers out of his hand and reminding him to pick you up at 7.

When the day comes, Bucciarati swings by your place. He is stunned at how beautiful you look. He offers you an open hand, which you take, allowing him to lead you down the cobblestone streets of Naples, to a family owned restaurant.

Bruno notes, with a pleased smile, the surprise on your face upon realizing that he’s booked the entire place for just the two of you.

You spend an evening in his wonderful company, among good conversation, delicious food, and the sweetest wine. And afterwards you don’t even hesitate to take his hand in yours again while you wander in the direction of the nearest park.

Bruno’s been quiet since you left the restaurant and you wonder if he’s okay. It isn’t until you find yourselves under a large awning that you note a bullet of sweat on his temple.

When you ask if anything’s the matter, you are met with the most tender of looks in his eyes. It’s more than enough to make your face heat up and you feel the burn right in your cheeks.

“Amore, I don’t think I can hold back any longer.” He says, and before you can question him, Bruno leans in and presses a kiss to the curve of your cheek bone.

In that moment, you’re caught by the scent of his cologne, and the feel of his soft hair brushing against your face.

Thank you for the request, my dear! This made me so soft inside! How about I give you both? 😊💗

Leone Abbacchio

Leone understands wanting to keep certains things personal, so he won’t push or prod you to show him your art. He’s caught glimpses of it in the past and truly believes that you are the most talented artist he knows. If he sees you stressing over it, he’ll be sure to let you know that.

He’s also willing to get the others (namely Narancia and Mista) off your back, if or when they pester you about seeing your finished works.

Abbacchio will say something like, “The next person to bother Y/n is going home with a cracked skull.” And when he uses that tone, they all know he means business.

The day you finally decide to show him what you’ve been working on, he’ll be pretty happy about it. You might not notice at first, but since you have his undivided attention that’ll be telling enough.

He won’t take his eyes off it for even a second while you show him, even you’ll have to admit that the positive attention makes you want to show him even more of what you’ve done.

He’s always been proud of your accomplishments, and finally seeing your art is just confirmation of something he’s already known: you are amazing!

Risotto Nero

Risotto is very private himself, so he too will understand the sentiment of wanting to keep your art to yourself until you’re ready to reveal it.

Funny thing is, he’s already seen it before. He was walking past you while you worked at the table and with his height, was able to silently watch over your shoulder for an entire fifteen minutes. When he found out later that you were shy about showing off your work, he decided to keep it to himself.

Risotto would be the type to buy your supplies, no matter what medium, as his way of silently encouraging you to continue with his support. You may not even ask for anything outright. He’s just so perceptive, that when you’re running low on something, he notices.

You come home and find a few new supplies on your desk, and there wouldn’t even be a note attached, but you automatically know it's from Risotto.

I absolutely love Mikitaka and Josuke 💗 hope these are okay!

Mikitaka Hazekura

Dating Mikitaka is just bound to be interesting, even in the mundane day to day. He’s very interested in the act of human courtship so expect lots and lots of questions as he compares the experience to the way it’s done back on his home planet.

You’ll do a little teaching here and there, but it’s fun and Mikitaka is really quick in the uptake. In a way, he makes you appreciate even the simplest of things that you would have otherwise overlooked or taken for granted.

While dating Mikitaka, you’ll spend a lot of time learning his quirks just as much as he learns yours. Maybe one day you’re playing in his hair and find that he’s extremely ticklish right at the center of his head lol

Or you both lay in his room that’s decorated with space memorabilia from his travels before crash-landing on earth, as he tells you about his birth parents and his pet “droghak”.

I think the sweetest thing about dating Mikitaka is the way he expresses his love for you.

He’ll say things like, “The color of your eyes are like that of the seven stars on planet ‘Souzxalt’.” and you’ll just have to trust that he’s paying you a compliment, especially when he cups your cheek and looks at you like your the most compelling thing he’s ever laid eyes on.

Josuke Higashikata

Josuke is a big sweetheart and an even bigger romantic, so keep in mind that he’s spent a lot of time daydreaming about the concept of dating and having a future partner!

At the beginning of the relationship, he’ll be a weird mix between nervous and excited. Although Josuke will be eager to go on dates and show you off as the best thing that’s ever happened to him, he is also quite afraid of messing up.

I also see Josuke being very adamant about you meeting his friends and will really want you to get along with Okuyasu and Koichi. Along that line, he’ll insist upon you meeting his mom too! (Tomoko will already know everything about you because Josuke is constantly talking about you).

Josuke is a very affectionate boyfriend, lots of hugging and kissing, although I do see him as a little bit on the chaste and inexperienced side too, so anything spicier than kissing would be initiated by you.

He will 100% brag about you and how great you are, those are just the facts, but we expect nothing less for a totally smitten Josuke Higashikata.

Sure thing! I’m glad to hear you liked those lmao so for this one, I went with pt 4 Joot :) ❤️

Upon returning to the Grand Morioh Hotel, Jotaro expected to be greeted with the sight of you either curled up in bed with a book, or watching some show on your laptop, as usual.

What he had not anticipated was the sight of your phone propped up on the floor (since he’d almost knocked it down) and you humping the ground.

At first he just stares…. until you finally look up and notice that you have an audience.

But instead of scrambling to your feet as he expects, you bust out laughing at the surprised and almost exasperated expression on his face. Jotaro just wants to know what the hell is so damn funny.

He drops his bag onto the desk, while you quickly get up off the floor to give him a peck on the cheek.

“What’s going on?” he asks, although it looks like he’s sort of scared of the answer you're about to give him. He’s wondering if being in such a crazy, noisy, bizarre town as Morioh is finally getting to you or something.

“Oh, nothing much, just doing this tiktok challenge I saw.”

At the mention of tiktok, Jotaro rolls his eyes. He’s never really understood the appeal. Yeah, some videos were kind of funny, but the majority of the jokes went completely over his head.

You assure him that it’s totally cool, and that this time you’re learning a dance. You pull up the song and show him the WAP sound that’s been going viral on the app for the past few days.

Jotaro thinks the lyrics are...interesting. The part that makes his eyes blow wide are when the singer says “I want you to touch that little dangly thing that swings in the back of my throat.” At that point you notice his ears go red, even though he’s maintaining the absolute straightest face you’ve ever seen.

You then show him the dance challenge as well and… again Jotaro looks rather unimpressed, you aren't sure if it’s just because of the particular girl in the video or if he truly hates the challenge.

Regardless, you inform him that you’ve spent the last two hours perfecting the dance and that you’re ready to show him what you’ve learned.

You sit him down on the edge of the bed, then replay the song from your phone. You do the dance, hitting every beat, but also careful not to kick him in the face or knock something down, this a hotel room after all.

When you drop to the floor, Jotaro flinches but then he sees your smirk as you lift your leg, and twist into a split. By then, you’re laughing all out of breath and Jotaro looks even more stunned than when he first walked through the door.

“So, what do you think?” you ask, still laughing. Jotaro goes silent, before he looks away unable to meet your direct gaze. He isn’t blushing fully, but his ears are positively glowing.

“I didn’t know you were that flexible, Y/n…”

A/N: I had the pleasure of doing an art trade with my sweet @string-bean-requiem and here it is!!! 💗💗 (it’s written with them in mind, but y’all can enjoy it too)

Word Count: 1.9K

Summary: A fun night on the town offers the rare chance of falling for a handsome stranger...though to be fair, is he really even a stranger?

Warnings: Some kissing💀 and implied spice, nothing explicit.

Italian nightlife had never been something you had the chance to enjoy. The reason being that Passione had taken up so much of your time and each day was spent completely on work-related things. While some of your teammates, namely Formaggio and Melone made it a point to enjoy their weekends off the best they could, you did not. In fact, you seldom had the opportunity to join Napoli’s party-going masses, let alone step foot into a nightclub or bar.

So, naturally, when a wind of change had come to sweep you onto a different course, you were very much inclined to let it. Despite the inkling of trepidation growing in the pit of your stomach, you were also filled with excitement for the night that awaited you. You knew better than to squander this rare moment.

Tonight, you were out of town, miles across the Tyrrhenian sea, on the largest island south of the Italian peninsula—a place called Sicily known for its long history and traditions.

After a successfully completed mission, you choose to reward yourself, on the final night of your trip, by stepping out and enjoying whatever intrigues such a place had to offer. Who knew when you’d ever get the chance again?

No worries babe ❤️ (you didn’t send which 5, so I chose randomly)

Prosciutto

Prosciutto’s first instinct is always to protect you due to your size and I would imagine him being surprised, but proud of how gutsy you are.

As his s/o he will still look out for you, but even he can admit that it’s nice to have someone watch his own back every once in a while.

Prosciutto would say something like “I’ve got your back and you’ve got mine, so let’s show them how real mafiosi take care of business.”

You two are quite the power couple; intimidating in demeanor, focused and decisive when it comes to business. Everyone thinks twice before crossing you.

Melone

Melone really appreciates your protectiveness. Whenever you come to his defense, he feels all giddy inside and he’ll have to hold himself back from picking you up and kissing you in front of everyone.

Due to the nature of his stand, Melone isn’t much of a direct fighter, so he’ll usually let Babyface take care of any close combat.

When you two work together, it’s the same situation. Melone prefers supporting you as backup.

He loves the fact that he can trust you to take care of yourself; your feisty personality offsets his cold professionalism in a nice way. You two kind of have a fire and ice thing going on, but you also spark his fuse as well.

Risotto

Risotto is utterly cool, calm, and collected most of the time, so your feistiness would be a welcome contrast. One thing you both seem to both have in spades is your protectiveness.

As the leader of La Squadra, he is very much protective of you and his team, so any slight against the group is taken personally.

In the same way that Risotto often has to tell Ghiaccio to ‘calm down’, I see Risotto doing the same to you when your feistiness gets a little out of hand.

Risotto will place a hand on your head and say “Relax cara, I’ll take care of it. Trust me.”

Formaggio

Formaggio sees your feisty personality as a challenge and he’ll often try to ‘put you in your place’. However, if we’re being truthful here, he’s really just a simp for you.

Despite the obvious difference in height, Formaggio almost always concedes to you by the end of an argument.

Your protectiveness is something he’s not used to. I see Formaggio as the type who’s a bit looked down upon by others, especially given his stand is not the greatest in offensive power.

If at some point you overhear any of the others talk down on him, you swoop in to his defense and shut it down. And let’s just say that most hold their tongue when you’re within earshot. It makes Formaggio simp all the more.

Pesci

Your fierce loyalty and protectiveness are what fuel Pesci to be more confident. He really admires the way you stand up for yourself and the people you care about.

In a way, you remind him a lot of his aniki, so he will often look to you for cues on how to be bolder. Pesci also isn’t canonically the tallest, but he learns how best to assert himself from you, as someone of a smaller stature.

He sees the way you don’t allow anyone to walk over you and it’s his favorite thing about you. He loves it so much!